"Ah! It was fun." August threw his head back, running his long fingers through his blonde locks.
"It was," Alastair uttered, relaxingly resting his lower arms on the rim of the bathtub while resting his back against it.
After the practice, both of the brothers decided to take a bath together. Both of them were sitting in a bathtub, enjoying the cold water. The small room appeared humid. The dim light from fire torches fell on their broad, firm chest with drops of water trickling down their shoulders, making them look charismatic enough for ladies to drool over them. Their box-shaped shoulders cast shadows on the adjacent wall. The light fell at such an angle that it clearly showed the perfect, well-built muscles of the upper body. With every movement of those strong arms, the contracti
