Chapter 53

“Sorry, sorry, I—” Seven gasped.

“No, it’s fine,” Fox said, and lowered them to the ground. “Can I keep going?”

“Yes…” Seven leaned his head against Fox’s shoulder, and his eyelids fluttered. “Oh, I had no idea that it was anything like…like this…”

It wasn’t long before Seven was thrashing in his arms and clutching at whatever part of Fox he could reach, hanging on desperately. Fox sped his strokes and Seven tensed and held on tightly, sobbing his release and shuddering in Fox’s arms.

“Shhh…” Fox whispered.

It was the Cerebrum, so there was no mess to clean up afterward—at least not here. There might very well be one IRL. Fox zipped Seven into his trousers while he recovered. Seven heaved in deep breaths, eyes closed.

“We probably shouldn’t have done that,” Seven said, voice hoarse. “Karl could get here at any time.”