Harlow smirked and started to usher him towards the stairs. “Did he finally get tired of you talking?”
He elbowed the human in the stomach, drawing a satisfying grunt from him. “Only you have the pleasure of that, my dearly departed.”
“Still here last time I checked.”
“Hmm, I haven’t gotten around to it yet, just give me some time,” Foxx said with an evil laugh as they ascended the stairs. “Anyway, as I was saying. Alastair is leaving me here in the cold to run off to Australia.”
“So, he is going on vacation?”
“Yes, and leaving me here—behind! To suffer!”
“Right…”
Foxx spun around when they reached their room and glared. “Pretend to be sympathetic and I’ll stop talking about it, old man.”
Harlow raised a brow at him. “Oh, no. I’m so sorry. That fucking sucks. My poor brat being left friendless in the cold,” he deadpanned. “Feel better?”
“Not really. Sort of just makes me want to punch you in the face.”
The hunter chuckled, a smug smile appearing. Foxx rolled his eyes when Harlow began to strut forward. Even though he knew it was coming, he still gasped, his body shuddering as the man picked him up, large hands gripping his ass. Foxx had to say…he loved their size difference, and that Harlow could manhandle him so easily.
“Well, let me try a different method,” Harlow growled, before capturing his lips in a fierce kiss while walking them back.
Foxx moaned as his back hit the wall, the human pinning him there. He clung to him tightly, wrapping his legs around the man’s waist. “Harlow,” Foxx cried out, breaking the kiss, when the human began to grind his thick covered cock into him.
The human chuckled, nipping at his bottom lip before running his nose along Foxx’s jaw, and burrowing his face into his neck while sucking his pulse there. Whimpering, Foxx threaded his hands into Harlow’s hair, grinding upward into the man. “Fuck me.”
“Impatient brat.”
“You are supposed to be cheering me up, so hop to it.”
Harlow pulled back to look at him. “I feel this is a cry for me to stop. Maybe a toy would be enough for you right now.”
* * *
Harlow barely containedhis laughter when Foxx squeaked indignantly. “A toy?!”
He smirked. “Mmm…” Harlow released one of the vampire’s ass cheeks and ran a hand down Foxx’s chest, lightly flicking his right nipple through his obnoxiously bright red sweater—the stupid thing had white bunnies all over it. “I really wanted to play with these.” He pinched the man’s other bud, pulling a moan from his lips. “But you seem to be too impatient to let me do all the cheering up I want to do.”
“I’m not! I’m not!” Foxx whined, body trembling. “I can wait!” He pressed his chest towards Harlow and demanded, “Play with them!”
Harlow snorted. Walking over to the bed, he tossed Foxx onto it. The vampire giggled as he bounced, yanking his sweater up over his head, before reaching for his jeans and shedding the rest of his clothing.
Licking his lips at the bare skin Foxx revealed, he raked his gaze up and down the vampire’s body. He wanted a taste. The vampire, on top of having a nice fat ass, had this tiny waist, perky dusty rose nipples, and taunt stomach and smooth skin. His already hard uncut cock was nestled in a small patch of black curls.
Growling, he hopped on the bed, crawling up Foxx’s body. Purposefully avoiding the vampire’s cock, he nipped at Foxx’s belly button. He wasn’t ready to give head yet…maybe soon. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t thought about it.
Foxx gasped, arching towards him as he dragged his tongue up his body and began to circle his right nipple.
“Yes! More, harder!” Foxx cried out when he sucked the bud into his mouth and clamped down on it with his teeth, the vampire’s hands threading through his hair.
As much as Foxx loved to claim he wasn’t into pain, the man sure did demand for it often. Seemed to love begging Harlow to place more marks and more bites onto his skin. Well…until later that was. Later, the vampire would grumble about it. Now though… Harlow smirked as he clamped down harder, dragging a hiss and more begging from the vampire’s lips before letting it slip from his teeth and moving to do the same to his other bud.
As he continued to nip, bite, and suck, Foxx writhed underneath him. The vampire arched up against him as he moaned in pleasure, his cock poking into Harlow’s still covered chest as the vampire tried to find relief.
“Harlow,” Foxx whined. “Please, I need more!”
Chuckling, he sucked hard on the nipple in his mouth, before pulling off with a pop and sitting up. Foxx was staring up at him, eyes glazed over in pleasure, his face red and his nipples swollen and red both from his beard and mouth, bite marks on and around them.
