Augustine was sat on the edge of the bed, you could see him eyeing you from the mirror. You were trying on a new outfit you'd gotten. A short, black button-up shirt that you tucked into khaki pants that were held up with a brown belt. You left the shirt mostly unbuttoned, inspecting yourself in the mirror. "Auggie, how do I look?" You beam, looking at him from the mirror. He stared back.

Slowly, your boyfriend rose from the bed, coming up behind you to gently kiss the side of your neck. You shiver a little at the touch as he peppered kisses along your throat and collarbone, one hand on your hip and the other squeezing your side. "Amazing. Gorgeous. Wonderful. Heavenly. Exquisite." He listed off adjectives that made you grow progressively more and more red.

"Tch— Oh quit that.." You mumble in response. He grins, eyes sparking deviously as he grazed his canines along your neck. You shivered and cursed under your breath a little, which he took quite the pleasure in, that much evident by the way his hand squeezed your hip. "Don't you start." You warn.

Augustine looked at you through the mirror, humming. "Gonna stop me?" He teased, kissing under your chin and along your throat.