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“We’ll need reinforcements.” Sammy laughed.
“My mom might be able to help,” Logan offered.
The doctor added to his recommendations, “Please ensure Morpheus sleeps on breathable bedding – no polyester or anything else synthetic. He could use a lot of bone broth in the first few days just to keep things easy on his stomach. He’ll be good to go home tomorrow morning. I’ll have his first dose of antibiotics packed with his discharge papers and will have a slip ready for you to pick up his next dose from your local vet.”
“Would it be okay if we spend the night in the waiting room? We don’t want to leave him alone overnight,” Logan said, still holding Sammy closer to him.
The doctor smiled softly and nodded. “There are some decent recliners at the back near the coffee room. Normally the staff uses them for their breaks during the day but overnight, there are very few of us at the hospital. I don’t think anyone would mind if you guys crash there.”
“Can I see him? Just for a little bit,” Logan asked.
“Yes, but please don’t be alarmed if he isn’t responsive. I have him on a light sedative.”
Logan’s brows furrowed with concern, but the doctor shook his head lightly and smiled. “He was too excited and playful, and we need him to rest for tonight and not disturb the IVs.”
Logan laughed – yep, he could totally see how that was the case. He passed the blanket over to Sammy, kissing him gently, then made his way inside the room.
Sammy was leaning on the doorframe just looking at them with a small smile on his lips.
Morpheus was in a low cot, lying on his side. His breathing was even, and his body was relaxed. There were already lighter spots on his skin that signified the fur would start shedding there, exposing his sensitive skin to the elements. That wasn’t ideal, but it was nothing in comparison to other more serious consequences his fall in the ice-cold water could have had.
Logan walked over to his buddy and leaned closer caressing him gently and giving him light scratches behind the ear. Morph was sleeping. Logan tried not to disturb him, but he couldn’t help and lean in closer, kissing his soft ears and his cold wet nose.
“I’m so happy you made it, buddy. I love you so much. Sammy and I will look after you now.”
Morpheus snored in his sleep, and it was so him, so natural it made Logan chuckle although his eyes were watery. He regarded Morph with relief – he was in good hands, and they were by his side, the rest was up to him. That dog had an incredible zest for life – there was no way he would let anything hold him back from his adventures.
Sammy could tell, Logan was tired, perhaps finally allowing the events of the day to catch up to him. He was due to be experiencing an adrenaline crash for sure.
“Come on, baby, let him rest,” he murmured, and Logan reached for his hand as he made his way out.
They shuffled to the rest area and shared a recliner, snuggled in each other’s arms, covered intheirblanket Logan had brought from home at his request. His lover quietly told him about his conversation with Debbie, falling asleep halfway through, making Sammy smile and snuggle up closer to him.
* * *
The next coupleof days were all about looking after Morph. Sammy felt like shit when he had to go back to New York for work. Logan convinced him not to cancel his professional engagements. His mom had promised to help look after Morpheus while they were both at work. There was no need to drop everything. Especially when Morpheus was clearly in excellent spirits, looking for mischief and new adventures as soon as they were back from the hospital the next day.
Sammy hadn’t met Debbie yet, but Logan had told him about every detail from his conversation with his mother. Sammy had beamed at his declaration of love and Logan had been thoroughly rewarded. Once he had decided he was in this relationship, he was in one hundred percent. To feel this wanted and needed, this appreciated, it just kept a permanent grin on his face.
The job he had booked in the city was for a small designer company that was just starting to set up their digital platforms. They required a lot of footage – video of the models moving in the arranged space, wearing the designs. He was also meant to provide several images showcasing the clothing worn by models with different body types to emphasize on the versatility of the brand. It was a lot of work, but he had such a great time, the days flew by quickly. Through it all he was relieved that Logan had reacted to his excitement about the job with a happy grin.
“I know you don’t always get to do what you love, and some jobs are tedious, but it makes me happy to see you this pleased. It is obvious you are really loving this gig and I’m excited for you.”
Sammy smiled and rolled onto his side in bed. Logan was lying on his back on the floor next to Morpheus, their favorite quilt blanket, rolled up beneath his head like a pillow. “How is our patient doing?”
Logan smiled and moved the phone closer to Morph who was snoring and forming bubbles of drool. Sammy chuckled. Logan moved the phone back to him and winked.
His man was so handsome. Sammy bit his lower lip. “I miss you. Like a lot.”
Logan grinned and moved away from the floor, then without saying anything else angled the phone down on himself. Sure enough, his dick was tenting his sweats. “Shit!” Sammy laughed, then kicked off his jeans and returned the favor, going a step further by taking himself out and giving his dick a lazy couple of tugs.
“Fuck! I want to suck your dick so much, baby. You’re so fucking delicious every time!” Logan exhaled on the other end. He followed suit and took his cock out after quickly moving to the bathroom.
Sammy licked his lips at the sight of his thick flushed cock, bobbing lightly as Logan was palming his balls. His dark curls had been trimmed and his balls hung heavy. With a raspy voice he murmured, “I want you to fuck me as soon as you get home.”
Sammy was jerking off, panting loudly, listening to Logan talk. “Fuck yeah, baby.” He pulled his hand away from his cock and for a second there, Sammy watched it twitch, the head swollen and wet. He fucking wished he could run his tongue over it and be there to blow his man into oblivion. And yeah, fuck his perfect ass right after.
Logan’s hand returned covered in spit, and his cock soon glistened with the slick wetness, his hand moving slow at first then a blur as he was driving himself closer to release. “Fuck, baby, I love your cock so much! I can’t wait for you to rail my ass when you get home!” At that, Sammy exploded all over his fist and his belly. His groans of pleasure and the sight of his spent cock were enough to get Logan to shoot his load all over himself. The echo in the bathroom amplifying his moans of pleasure to a perfect volume. Sammy swore to memorize the sound forever. He brought the phone to his face grinning. Logan did the same looking at him with a deeply satisfied smile, panting trying to catch his breath. Before he could say anything, Sammy brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean.
