Harlow was…never mentally sound, so in his opinion, there was no real point. But he would check on Foxx, at least.
Tony was about to let the blind settle when Harlow did something odd… His arm slipped around Foxx’s waist, and the man tugged the vampire back against him. Tony narrowed his eyes on the two.
His eyes widened again as Foxx peered up in confusion, and Harlow smirked down smugly at him and sent him a wink. The smirk was too smug—too heated…
What…in the ever-loving fuck? He let go of the blinds, stomped over to the door, and slammed it open. “Harlow, in my office now!” Tony roared, glaring accusingly at the hunter.
Harlow met his gaze, brow raising, but that annoying ass smirk never left his face.
“Now, Harlow!” he demanded. Looking completely unconcerned, Harlow released Foxx and started to saunter over. The vampire, seeming confused, began to follow, so Tony quickly added, “Not you, Foxx, just Harlow. Go ahead and report to your handler.”
Foxx frowned but nodded and turned away.
* * *
Harlow's smirkwidened as he walked in, not even flinching a bit as his boss slammed the door shut behind him and stormed over to his desk, before he sat down in a clear huff.
Tony sat there glaring at him for a few moments before hissing, “Tell me that you did not fuck him!?”
Aha, the fun time was now!
Harlow let out a deep chuckle. “Well, you told me to get along with him, boss.” He sent the man an innocent smile.
“Goddammit, Harlow. You can’t be fucking serious? Foxx is literally your partner.”
Did the man think pointing out that Foxx was his partner would result in Harlow not fucking him? Had he ever been shown to have that many morals or respect for the sanctity of the workplace? Harlow didn’t think so.
“Well, now he is both my partner in and out of the bedroom,” he said with a snort.
Tony slammed his hands on his desk. “For fuck’s sake, he is literally a guy. You aren’t even gay!”
Harlow shrugged. “You are right. I’m not gay. But there are more sexualities besides gay and straight.” He walked casually over and sat down across from the man. Leaning back in the chair, he propped his feet up on Tony’s desk, ankles crossed. “I suppose if I have to place myself, I’m more bi than straight.”
Tony scoffed and shoved his feet off. “I really don’t give a fuck. You have never stuck it in an ass before—”
“That is incorrect,” he interrupted with a chuckle.
His boss blustered for a few moments before snapping. “You have never stuck it in a male ass before now!”
Harlow nodded. “Thatis true.”
“So why now?! Why him? WHY NOW?! Why do you continue to be a pain in my ass?!”
Harlow grinned. “Do you want me to be a pain in your ass? I have it on good authority that I’m quite good at it.”
Harlow’s grin widened as a vein in Tony’s head began to bulge, his left eye twitching. Oh, the man was definitely thinking of murdering him.
“Why…?” Tony growled.
“The truth?”
“Sure. Try it out. Let’s see if I believe you.”
Harlow chuckled. “Well, to be honest, he has a really nice ass.” Harlow made a gesture with his hands, trying to show the shape of said fine ass. “I have never been too tempted before now. There were moments when I could picture it. But man, Foxx was just driving me up the wall, and then bam, we fucked. Multiple times, in many positions.”
Tony covered his face with his hands and let out a distressed groan. “I hate you so much.”
“Going to do it again. Just so you know.”
