Caden tilted his head into Charles' touch and parted his lips slightly when he felt the gentle touch to his cock. His eyes closed and his legs slowly parted to give Charles more access to him. "Yes" he said giving Charles eye contact again. "I've learned my lesson and won't jump off with anyone again. I know you won't leave... I never wanted you too. But my actions weren't great either and I hope my performance proven that that today". He wanted nothing more than Charles' approval. Standing still was always a struggle, and he'd slowly placed his hands behind his back in some attempt to keep his own hands to himself. "Did I do okay? I like hearing your thoughts. If you tease me and leave me hanging, I might need to jump you".<br/><br/>———<br/><br/>Shit. This gent was quick and had a longer stride than he had. Evan was just short of six foot and although he was active, he didn't really class as fit himself. He had muscle, yes, but he was no athlete, and he knew the guy was gaining on him as he pelted for the window. Evan wasn't a believer in weapons. He knew how to fight, but he wasn't a killer.  If he could escape without a fight, that would be great, but as he grew closer to the window, he knew there was no way he'd manage to slow himself down, duck and climb out of it. There was quite a large drop and it was obvious he hadn't through this far ahead. The room was meant to be vacant after all. So he suddenly took a change of direction and attempted to aim for the door that was kindly left open for him to run escape. All he had to do was make his way down the stairs and pray to god that the front door was open too. But luck wasn't on his side today... For the first time in ages, he was caught red-handed.