“Proceed!”
The human shook his head, a smile on his face as he took Foxx back into his mouth.
Foxx couldn’t hold back his moans, the feeling of gentle suction and heat around his prick sent shivers through his body. The human was being almost shockingly gentle, compared to how he normally touched him.
His gaze traveling down, he gasped at finding Harlow staring up at him, eyes clearly heated. Foxx’s cheeks warmed as he began to feel a touch shy, his hand moving up to his mouth. He bit down as the next moan slipped free, his eyes never leaving Harlow.
The human slowly pulled off, chuckling, “Why are you getting shy?” Harlow’s tongue dug into his slit, before he moved to play with his foreskin.
Embarrassed that he’d gotten caught acting shy, Foxx covered his eyes, no longer able to meet the man’s gaze.
“Is this what happens when I’m gentle?” Harlow drawled. Foxx gasped when the man wrapped his hand around his cock, his mouth closing around his tip, while his other hand began to run up and down his chest.
“Ahh, Harlow!” He moaned as the human started to slowly jerk him off, the man sucking and playing with the head of his cock at the same time.
It wasn’t long before Foxx devolved into a trembling mess. Mind foggy, he gave in to the urge to look again. Foxx spread his fingers and peeked down. Squeaking, he quickly closed them when he found Harlow still staring.
The human’s mouth left him as Harlow burst into laughter. “Oh, wow.” Even though the man was laughing, his hand never stopped moving on his cock, so Foxx kept moaning despite his soaring embarrassment.
“Shut up, ahh!” Foxx cried. “Oh…Goddess, ahh.”
“I think, for the first time, I find you cute.” Harlow chuckled, his hand speeding up.
“First time?! I’m adorable,” Foxx cried, trying to sound outraged, but it was more pleasure-filled than anger-filled.
“Mmhmm, I’ve never actually found anything cute before, but I think the word fits you.” The human chuckled. “You are all red, trying to cover your face and hide. It’s cute, I think.” The man hummed. “Are you going to come for me, Foxx, while you hide and blush everywhere?”
“S-shut up!” Foxx groaned.
But the answer was yes. Yes, he was. Foxx could feel the pleasure building, the edge right there. Despite his embarrassment, and sudden bout of shyness, Foxx peeked through his hands again. This time when his gaze locked with Harlow’s, it stayed there.
Only a few seconds ticked by before Foxx cried out, voice slightly muffled by his hands, as his orgasm ran through him. He couldn’t stop his body from lifting up and arching off the bed while his cock jerked in Harlow’s hand, his cum spraying across his abs and chest. The human’s eyes never broke from his, which is why he probably noticed when the pleasure switched to pain.
“Are you okay?” Harlow asked with a frown, his hand now lightly rubbing at the scar on Foxx’s chest.
Panting slightly, he nodded, even as the sharp pain in his chest pounded away. “I’m fine. I moved too quickly, I think… The arching…” Foxx glanced down at the bulge in Harlow’s pajama pants. “Want me to—”
“No,” Harlow cut him off. “I’ll have my fun when you are healed. No offense, as gentle I can be touching you this way, I don’t think I could hold back if I was inside any part of you. And it’s obvious you couldn’t handle that right now.”
Foxx bit his lip and nodded.
Harlow kept rubbing the mark, and slowly the pain faded. Foxx’s eyes began to droop, even though he probably should have attempted to clean up.
Right as sleep was about to pull him under, Harlow growled, “You were cute, Foxx.”
Foxx’s eyes snapped open, his previous embarrassment somehow rushing back in full force, his cheeks once again heating. “S-shut up!” he whined, covering his face with his hands.
Harlow just chuckled, sounding way too smug for Foxx’s liking.
“Freedom!” Foxx yelled, as he walked out from the back of the Guild physician’s office into the waiting room.
Harlow, who was sitting in a chair, glanced up. “I’m guessing they cleared you then?”
“Yes, cleared for duty, and free to run around as I please! After twenty days of being confined to the apartment, I am free! No more restrictions! Though, I’m not sure why I needed both my private doctor and the Guild doctor to clear me.”
He’d gone to see Doc Robinson a few hours ago, and the man had already told him he was good as new. Coming here seemed redundant.
“Dr. Robinson cleared you, health wise, but Dr. Jamison had to clear you for you to get back to work, as he can actually be listed on official Guild files, unlike Robinson.”
