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“ S o, how does it feel?” Foxx asked as he slowly pulled on his jumper after cleaning off. While still on the ground, he wiggled into his dungarees, grimacing at the pain in his body as a whole.

Foxx sighed on feeling the gaping at the back of the fabric due to the tear.

Pushing to his feet, he didn’t bother trying to hide his wince. He was too tired, and it hurt too much to hide shit. His whole body was achy, as if he had done an intense—ugh—workout, or rather, he had gotten his ass beat…

Speaking of, his poor hole was throbbing…even his asscheeks were. The man definitely had bruised those with his thighs alone.

“It feels…weird. I don’t know,” Harlow said, his voice deeper than normal. “There’s this—” The dhampir’s words cut off on a guttural growl.

He looked over, confused, his eyes widening when he once again saw something purely animal looking back at him. “Shit…”

“ Mine ,” Harlow growled.

Foxx took a step back, shaking his head. “No, no, no! My ass is not ready!” He took off with a frightened squeal, just barely avoiding the man as he lunged for him. “GAVIN! STOMPIES, STOMPIES!”

He came to a stop as there was a loud boom behind him, slowly spinning on his heel at the ground-shaking booms that followed Gavin as he bounced and stomped on Harlow.

The dragon stopped moments later when the dhampir groaned, “Gavin!”

Foxx eyed the man, who was still crumpled on the ground, and huffed, “Well, it’s progress.”

He turned and started limping back towards the car, leaving Gavin to help Harlow up.

“Ugh…my ass,” he whined, as it continued to throb.

He ignored the other two men when they caught up, and just painfully went on his way.

Harlow cleared his throat. “So…”

Foxx glared on hearing the tone, his eyes narrowing further as he spotted the smug smirk on the man’s face.

“Continue at your own risk,” he hissed, before coming to an abrupt stop on realizing the absurdity of him even walking. “Pick me up this instant, Old Man!” he demanded.

“I don’t know, you seem to be walking fine on your own?” Harlow chuckled, his smirk widening.

“Pick me up, Harlow!”

“I mean, you can still move, so it's not even the worst state I’ve left you in after sex. The limp is new though.”

Foxx smacked the man’s hands away when he slid them along his waist and tried to reach for his ass. “Don’t touch it!”

“Aww, is my brat sore?”

“Your brat is about to have a level ten toddler meltdown if you don’t shut up and pick me up princess style right this instant! One that will result in you sleeping beside Gavin tonight!”

Harlow stared, his face blanking before he nodded. “Fair enough.”

Foxx let himself be a full fucking dead weight as the man swept him up off his feet and started carrying him back to the car.

“Acting so smug! I feel it says something about you that fucking my ass is what brought you back! Also, I want ice cream. I deserve it!”

“What can I say, I like what I like.” Harlow chuckled. “And fine, we’ll get ice cream.”

“And cake!” he said with a pout.

“You are going to make yourself sick. ”

“I feel there is likely no point in me reminding you two that I am here, as it usually accomplishes nothing. But I am going to do it anyway!” Gavin huffed. “I am here, you assholes. And I am tired of hearing you two have sex. I would like to not hear it again, and in fact, I never wanted to hear it in the first place.”

Foxx pursed his lips as he thought for a moment, before blurting out, “I also want cookies!”

Harlow snorted. “Foxx, you will literally be full after the ice cream.”

“You don’t know that!”

“Since I’ve no longer been ‘human’, I have found myself finishing what you don’t, once or twice a day.”

“Lies!” he swore, even though it was true.

“You’re such a cat.”

“I am not!” Foxx cried. “How would that make me a cat?!”

“Cats are very contradictory.”

“They are not!” They could be, but that had nothing to do with him, because Foxx was not a cat!

“You two…didn’t even hear me, did you? The words never registered, you just tuned me out,” Gavin babbled pointlessly.

“Cats will literally cuddle with you, and then randomly bite or smack you for no reason,” Harlow said with a chuckle.

“How do you know it’s for no reason, hmmm? You can’t, because they can’t talk, so you will never know why they actually bite or swat someone!”

The dragon let out a huff. “No, I really am going to get a complex. Like, I am here! I am here, Foxx. I am here, Harlow! Notice me! I need attention too!”

The dhampir scoffed. “What possible reason would they have to do either, while peacefully snuggling with someone?”

“Maybe they remember that their human forgot to feed them, or some other past slight!”

Harlow tsked. “So, what you’re saying is cats are petty and hold grudges. Which doesn’t work in your favor in terms of your cat denial, as you are petty as all fuck.”

“And you aren’t?! Maybe you’re the one who’s a cat! ”

“NOTICE ME!” Gavin cried.

Foxx barely stopped himself from giggling as he looked at the clearly frustrated dragon. “Yes, Gavin?”

“You two are mean to me!” The man pouted.

Harlow snorted.

“Aww, don’t be sad! We were just teasing.” Mostly teasing…

Foxx wasn’t sure about Harlow, but he definitely tuned people out by accident sometimes when talking to the man. But like, most of the time, what the other people were saying hadn’t even mattered, so like, how was he in the wrong?! Though he shouldn’t tease the dragon so much, the man was Harlow’s family!

Wait…this was Foxx’s chance to have a little brother!? One that wasn’t an asshole…a dead asshole…a long dead asshole. Belated family aside, THIS WAS HIS CHANCE!

“Well, I have feelings, you know!” the dragon said, his bottom lip popping out.

“I’m sorry. Want some ice cream?” Foxx asked sweetly.

Crossing his arms with a sniff, Gavin eyed him for a moment before mumbling, “Yes. Strawberry.”

“Okay, we’ll get you some strawberry ice cream.”

“Cheesecake. Strawberry cheesecake.”

Foxx giggled. “We’ll see what they have. Do you want a cone?”

“Waffle.”

“Are you five?” Harlow scoffed. “Use full sentences.”

“SEE, SEE! HE’S BEING MEAN TO ME!” Gavin cried, pointing at Harlow.

“Harlow, be nice to your little brother!”

The dhampir sighed.

Harlow took a bite of his butter pecan ice cream, frowning as he watched Foxx and Gavin interact. What in the fuck were they doing ?

“Does that taste good?” Foxx asked with a giggle as he dabbed away ice cream from the dragon’s mouth with a napkin, the vampire’s eyes practically shining while he looked up at the man.

“Mhmm.” Gavin nodded, his eyes sparkling just as much as he stared down at Foxx. “So good!”

Setting the napkin down, while smiling like a pleased cat, Foxx started to eat his mint chocolate chip ice cream. When he caught the man’s gaze, Foxx mouthed ‘what?’ at him.

That’s what he’d like to fucking ask. Or would he? Did he really need an explanation for whatever this was? As there likely wouldn’t be a benefit to him knowing. And Harlow just had this feeling that he would, in fact, hate knowing whatever fucked up nonsense was going on in their heads. Yeah, no, he was not falling for it this time.

He smiled and said, “Nothing, nothing at all.”

Foxx cocked his head. “Really?”

“Yep.”

The vampire pursed his lips, before a wide, evil grin spread across his face. “I don’t believe you. You want to know, I know you do.”

Fuck… “Know what?”

“Why I’m being so kind to our precious baby brother.” Foxx patted Gavin on the head.

“ Our baby brother?!” Gavin cried way too fucking happily.

Oh, fuck my life , he thought with a groan.

“I really don’t.”

“Oh, but I’m going to tell you.”

“But I didn’t ask,” he growled.

Foxx continued, as he knew he fucking would. “So, as Gavin here is your brother, and you and I are dating, that means he is now my little brother.”

“We aren’t married.”

Ah, fuck , he thought as Foxx’s smile widened.

“Are you saying you want to marry me?” Foxx asked.

“I didn’t say that.”

The vampire let out the fakest ass gasp he had ever fucking heard. “Are you saying you don’t want to marry me?!”

“Didn’t say that either. I am saying nothing.”

“So you do want to marry me? ”

He remained quiet.

“I have a second brother!” the dragon said almost smugly.

Harlow glared at the man, while Foxx giggled again.

Gavin smirked and mouthed, ‘hey, brother’.

This fucker…