"I'm so glad you are willing to sit down and hear us out, Damien, our little man means so much to us, but it's so hard to find a sitter." The middle aged fox woman happily started to address the teenage wolf sitting across from her, hoping that this would end better than the many other talks she's had with potential leads that ended in failure. She hoped this Saturday would be different. 
"Of course Mrs. B, I know mom said this was a pretty, um, 'unique' situation, but I'm really used to watching a lot of the other boys in the neighborhood so I'm pretty sure I can handle whatever the little guy can throw at me." Damien noticed that at his words his neighbor seemed to blush suddenly, not quite an expected reaction. His mother was the boy's pediatrician, and assured Damien that this would be an easy case. 
"Well, I know she didn't go too far into it, what all DO you know?" 
"She said Tommy had some 'special needs,' but I promise I don't have a problem with that. I watch Mr. Johnson's son all the time, and he has autism, so I'm pretty used to things like that." 
The woman, if anything, seemed a bit more flustered than reassured as she began to explain. "Well it's not like that. You see... well, I'm going to have to be very frank with you: have you ever heard of PGAD?" 
"I don't think so?" 
"Ah. Well, it stands for Persistent Genital Arousal Syndrome. It means something different with a lot of people with it, but for Tommy it means he has episodes of being very VERY sexually aroused, very suddenly, and if he doesn't have an outlet when he has an attack it causes a great deal of pain. He has already undergone very early puberty, which makes things worse..." 
"Ah." The wolf was blushing a little himself now, but was doing his best to take this matter-of-factly. 
"Well, we, that is my husband and I, can't exactly stay around him all the time, and we want some time away every once and a while, and so many times our evenings out are called short by a sitter no longer being comfortable with the situation." The woman appeared to steel herself before continuing, "I must be blunt, if you are to watch him, and he has an episode, you will have to help him through it. I understand if you want to back out now, I truly do, not everyone is expecting to be told they might have to sexually relieve a cub." 
The wolf didn't know quite what to think. He was shocked, embarrassed, and, well, a little excited. "So, uh, I'll just, um, need to rub him off sometimes? That's not quite something I expected to have to do, but I suppose... if it's to help the little guy..." 
Damien couldn't quite believe what he was hearing. Sure, it sounded crazy, but it also sounded like his perfect chance. He had always been attracted to boys growing up, having little boy crushes on his friends, but as he got older the object of his attraction didn't. The 16 year old is now being offered nearly free reign to play with a 10 year old. 
"It would be a lot more involved sometimes. You see, depending on the severity of an episode he could need just a simple pawjob, or might need several orgasms… from various sources… You're really sure you're ok with this? We will pay you more than your normal rate. If you are absolutely sure, We are leaving the house to you at 7 and should be back around 12, though that's always subject to change, we will call and let you know if we are running late." 
"Y-yes Ma'am. I'll do my best to help out." 
"Alright… if you're sure." 

*** 

"You're not sure." 
"It's a once in a lifetime opportunity. I might never get the chance again." 
"That's kind of a depressing thought." 
"Oh shut up. You know what I mean." 
Damien had gone to his best friend, a young black bear named Mike, and explained the whole thing to him. Mike, like a good friend, was now teasing him for his apparent idiocy. They had a pretty much no judgment policy when it came to advice for each other, but even this was pushing that boundary a bit for Mike. 
"So let me get this straight, they are offering you $300 for one night to basically rape their son?" 
"No, no, no. It's not like that. I mean, the kid has a condition, and the only thing that can help him is sex, and they can't stay home all the time and they're giving me the opportunity to, um, 'help'." 
"Ok, well, I guess I see your point, but it's still kind of messed up, man." Mike knew about Damiens attraction to cubs, said he didn't judge him for it, but that was all when it was hypothetical. When it was like a friend talking about being attracted to cartoon characters. This was getting real fast, but he also kinda understood. He just didn't want his friend to go to jail or something. 
"I know. I know, but I'm not gonna do anything evil. Just, you know, when he needs it I will paw him off, or maybe even blow him, and he's just so cute..." 
"Yeah, I get it. Ok. I guess I'll just trust you and your weird fetish, you pedo." "Hey!" 
"Kidding. So, what's the little guy's name?" 
"Tommy. I'll show you." Damien pulled out his phone, scrolling through his photos until he found one he was looking for, "This is him." 
"Whoa, ok, yeah, I can see the appeal." The small vulpine boy was smiling brightly in the picture, a picture of him at his most recent birthday posted on his mother's social media. He was slight, feminine looking even, a tad smaller than you would expect for his age. 
"Right?"
"Alright, just... be careful, ok? And, um, let me know how it goes. Not in detail, I don't want to hear about you doing anything sexual with a cub." 
"I will. Thanks, man." 
The boys finished their conversation, and the day moved on. The rest of the afternoon passed normally, and as 7 approached the young wolf became more and more nervous. 

*** 

"Thank you so much again for watching him. I know we have already discussed everything, but again, he's a good kid. 
The middle aged vixen was clearly finishing getting ready, and it was clear she was anxious. Her husband was staying mostly quiet, and had his eyes mostly closed as he nodded in agreement. They had been let down so many times before they were expecting Damiento to tap out and cut their evening short.
"Y-yeah, no problem. Like I said, I know I can handle it." Damien was a bit worried, but still trying to be confident. 
"He's just through here.” The woman gestured through the hall to the large doorway down on the right, the living room. Tommy was sitting on the couch, and looked up when they came in. 
"Hello Mr. Damien." The boy's voice was quiet, a bit shaky. 
"Heya little dude." The wolf smiled at the small fox, "We're gonna have a fun time, eh?" "Yes sir." 
"Well, we'll be heading out now. Call us if anything happens. We should be back no later than midnight, but if we have to change plans, we'll let you know." 
"Of course, we'll be fine Mrs. B." 
"Alright, have fun boys." With that, the parents left. An awkward silence settled in, and Damien decided he would be the one to break the ice.
"...So, Tommy, what do you want to do?" 
"Um... I guess we could play a game?" 
"Sure, do you have any you like?" 
"You pick, come on!" 
The young fox jumped up and led his babysitter to the large cabinet next to the TV. Inside was a shelf full of video games and movies. 
"What do you like? We have Furry Fantasy, Mega Battle Bros, Fast and the Furriest… a lot of things." 
"Wow, that's a pretty impressive collection." Damien was honestly a bit overwhelmed by the sheer amount of stuff available. He eventually settled on a racing game. 
The two boys played the game, and had a pretty good time. Damien wasn't the best at it, and kept getting bumped around the track, but he still did better than Tommy, who kept losing control and crashing. 
"Wooo! Yeah! I win!" 
"No fair! You hit me!" 
"All's fair in love and war, bud." 
"But this isn't war, and love is stupid." 
"Fair enough." The two laughed, and started a new round. 
After a couple more rounds, the boys were getting hungry, so they decided to order pizza. Tommy insisted he call it in, the delivery place finding it adorable that the little kit was making the order all by himself, and as they waited, he and Damien chatted. 
"So, do you have a girlfriend?"
"What?" Damien said, taken aback.
"A girlfriend. You seem old enough. Do you have a girlfriend?" 
"Um... not really. I've never really dated anyone, not seriously at least." 
"How come?" asked the kit, head adorably cocked to the side.
"Well, it's kinda hard. I don't like girls." 
"Oh. Cool." The air got a little heavy at the pause before Tommy started up again, "so… mommy told you about my problem, right?" 
"Uh… y-yeah." 
"It scares people a lot. She said you are gonna help if it happens though, and not run away, right?" 
"I will, bud." The wolf could almost cry at the face the kit made, like he was ready for rejection.
"Promise?" 
"Yeah. I promise." 
"Ok..." 
The two didn't know quite how to act around each other after that. Soon, however, the food arrived. 
"Here you go little man. You have a nice night, ok?" The delivery boy was a young Coyote man, 19 or 20, and he smiled at the boy as he gave him his change. 
"Thanks." The fox smiled and waved at the pizza man. 
"Have a nice night, drive safe." Damien followed up as he grabbed the pizza and carried it to the living room. 
They ate and watched TV for a while, but not long after the food was gone, Tommy started acting strange. 
"You ok there, buddy?" 
"Uh, I-I-I'm not sure..." the boy was breathing deeply, his tail tucked between his legs, and his hands were shaking a little. "It's... I think it's happening..." 
"Ok, Tommy. It's gonna be ok." The wolf wasn't sure how to help, but knew now was the time. This was his chance to play with this adorable little boy, and help him in the process. So he did the only thing he could think of. in an act of both kindness and his own lust, pulled the boy into a hug, not yet letting his hands wander, but he did tuck his muzzle into the rook of the boy's neck, and he could feel the boy fidget in place. 
"It's gonna be ok, just let it happen. Let me help." 
"O-ok." The boy seemed a bit more reassured by the words, and started to lean into the embrace. "C-can I, um, can I touch you, Mr. Damien?" 
"Of course." 
The boy immediately wrapped his arms around the young man and pulled him closer. It was clear, from the bulge in the boy's pants, that he was aroused, and not only that he must have been at least as big as the 16 year old down there! His mother wasn't kidding that the boy was precocious. 
"Are you alright if I touch you, buddy? Just to make things a little easier?" 
"Mmhmm." 
Taking this as permission, the wolf brought his hand down to the small fox's crotch, and began rubbing his dick through his pants. 
"Nnnnh, th-that feels nice, Mr. Damien." The boy's voice started to gain a sort of husky, lustful tone as the hormone surge that accompanied an attack started to set in.
"Glad to hear it, buddy." Damien started to rub a bit faster, and a bit harder, and soon the boy was whining and writhing under his touch. 
"P-pants." 
"You need your pants off, buddy?" 
"Yeah." 
"I'm going to need your help though, you need to stand up."
"O-ok." The little boy complied, and stood shakily. He then reached for the button of his pants, and with trembling fingers, undid it. After a moment, he was able to wiggle out of them, revealing his panties, a wet spot spreading around his crotch. The bulge was sizable by the teens standards, almost obscene on such a small body, and it looked like the underwear was made specifically for his disproportionate package. 
"Those are cute, little buddy, is it ok if I take them off too?" 
"Y-yeah." The fox's voice was quiet, a mixture of nervousness and deep arousal. Damien slowly slid his finger under the waistband, and slid the cloth down. As the fabric moved away from the boy's penis, it sprung up, bouncing a little before standing proudly out, bobbing a little as it throbbed. 6  inches of cub meat was all for Damien.
"Whoa." 
"D-don't just stare..." Tommy said, embarrassment and anticipation creeping in.
"Sorry, sorry. Can I touch you? I'll be gentle, buddy." 
"Y-yeah, it's starting to get bad..." 
With permission, the wolf took the boy's cock in his hand, and gently stroked it. "Ooooh!" 
Tommy immediately fell forward against his babysitter, grabbing at his shirt, his claws digging into the fabric, as he was overwhelmed by the feeling. Damien kept stroking, the precum slicking the member, making the friction between the soft skin of the boy's shaft and his rough palm more intense. 
"F-feels so good, Mr. Damien." 
"I'm glad, Tommy, just keep feeling good for me." 
"Ok." 
As he stroked, the wolf brought his other hand down and began to fondle the boy's balls. "Ghhh!" 
The boy couldn't stop the noises he was making, his hips thrusting forward, his tail thrashing behind him. 
"Feels s-so, nnh, s-so goood. F-feels like something's coming." 
"That's good, let it come, let it come." 
"O-o-oh god!" The boy's voice raised to a shout as his balls tightened, and a jet of cum shot from his cock, followed by another, and another. The boy shot like a firehose!
"There you go, bud, keep going." 
The wolf stroked the boy's shaft until he was done cumming, and then, in a move fueled by his own arousal, lifted his hand to his mouth and began licking the semen from his fingers. 
"Th-thanks." 
"No problem. Is it getting better now?" 
"A-a little." The boy said, panting, "but I need to... c-cum a lot more or it hurts..." 
"Alright, well, you want to head to your bedroom?" 
"I... I wanna suck your dick." 
"W-what?" 
"I wanna suck your dick. Mommy and daddy always say I shouldn't, that the only reason they do me is my problem, but they're not here, and you've been nice, and... and..." 
"Shhh, it's ok, you can suck me off. I'll help, you can get on your knees." Damies said, petting the side of the boy's head.
"Ok." 
The little boy, not bothering to pull up his pants or panties, got on his knees and looked up at the wolf, his eyes half-lidded and glazed. 
"Can you... unbutton your pants?" 
"Oh, yeah." 
Damien unzipped his pants and pulled them down, and the boy immediately went for his boxers. He didn't bother to pull them down, and instead nuzzled his nose into the wolf's crotch. "It smells really good."
"Th-thanks, buddy." 
"Can I suck on it, Mr. Damien? Please?" 
"I, uh, um, o-ok." 
The boy immediately put his mouth over the bulge, and began sucking, the warmth of his mouth sending shivers down the wolf's spine. 
"H-how's that feel?" 
"S-so good, Tommy." 
The boy, happy with the praise, began licking the wolf's bulge. His small tongue running over the cotton fabric and the soft skin beneath. He brought his hand up and began rubbing the wolf's crotch with his palm, making Damien's cock twitch. 
"You're, nnh, good at this, little man." 
"Thanks." The fox smiled as he spoke, his mouth close to the wolf's covered dick. "Can I suck on the tip?" 
"Go ahead." 
The boy's paws flew up, and he gripped the elastic band of the older boy's underwear. He pulled them down, and was immediately assaulted by the musky scent of the wolf's crotch. "Oh wow." 
The fox opened his mouth and took the head of his babysitter's cock into his maw, sucking softly. He then licked the underside of the tip, lapping up the salty pre-cum that had accumulated there. 
"So good." The little boy moaned out before plunging it into his mouth again.
"H-happy you like it, Tommy." 
The vulpine boy then brought his mouth farther down the wolf's length, and began to bob his head. He couldn't fit much more than the tip and a bit of the shaft into his mouth, but he made up for it with his tongue. As he sucked, he used his small, velvety, pink muscle to explore every inch of the head and the top part of the shaft, the wolf shuddering and moaning above him. 
"Oh, god, you're doing such a good job, Tommy." 
The boy smiled at the praise, and continued his ministrations. Soon, Damien felt the pressure in his balls build, and a wave of pleasure crashed over him. 
"Gonna c-cum, bud, get ready." 
The fox simply hummed and continued sucking. With the vibrations around his shaft, Damien couldn't last much longer, and within moments he was shooting his load. The first jet went right to the back of the boy's throat, and the fox gagged, pulling back a bit. The next few spurts went into his mouth, and the rest landed on his face. 
"Wow." 
"Thanks, Tommy. How do you feel now?" 
"It's... still there... I've gotta..." 
"Good. I'll help you more in a minute, ok?" The wolf was drained, that was one of the best orgasms of his life. 
"You could... use your fingers? I like it when daddy touches the good place in m-my butt..." 
"Ok, you need to lay down though, ok?" 
"Ok." 
The boy laid down, his ass up in the air, his hard, red cock still poking out, his tight, pink, pucker exposed. 
"Alright, I'm gonna start touching you, ok?" 
"Ok." 
"Ready?" 
"Mmhmm." 
Damien slid his finger down, and rubbed it against the boy's asshole. 
"A-ah!" 
"Does it feel good?"
"Mmhmm." 
The wolf, emboldened, slipped his finger inside, and the boy whined loudly. "G-good!" 
He continued fingering the little fox, moving his digit in and out. As he did, he stroked the boy's back and whispered sweet nothings, telling him how good he was, and what a good job he was doing, and how he was being such a good boy. 
"M-more, please." 
"Another finger?" 
"Mmhmm." 
As he added the second finger, he could feel the boy's hole squeezing around him. "Feels s-so good!" 
"Good, you're doing so well, bud." 
"I, nnh, I-I need... I need..." 
"What do you need, Tommy?" 
"I need... you to touch the good place..." 
"You mean here?" 
Damien maneuvered the boy onto his hands and knees, the wolf's fingers moved, curled, and found the little boy's prostate. 
"AAH! Yes! Right there! Touch it, please, Mr. Damien!" 
Damien complied, pressing his finger against the gland, and rubbing it in circles. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" 
Tommy was moaning and bucking his hips, his cock swaying back and forth as he rocked himself on the fingers in his ass. His tail was wagging and his ears were flicking as he felt his orgasm approach. 
"M-more, more, please, Mr. Damien!" 
The wolf obliged, adding a third finger, and stretching the boy's hole. 
"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" 
The boy was rambling, his cock twitching, his balls tight. 
"You're so good, Tommy, you're being such a good boy." 
"Mmmmmm!" 
The boy was whimpering, his body tense, arching up into the tips of his toes while still bent over, and his eyes screwed shut. 
"Cum for me, buddy, show me how good you feel." 
"Yeah! G-gonna c-c-cum! Gonna cum!" 
"Do it, let it all out, bud." 
And the fox did. His cock twitched, and he shot rope after rope of cum onto the floor, each one accompanied by a moan, and each one weaker than the last. He collapsed onto his knees, panting, a smile on his face, his ass in the air, the wolf's fingers still inside him. "You did a great job, buddy." 
"T-thanks. You're the best babysitter ever." 
"Thanks, Tommy." 
Damien's own erection was back and very present, but he tried to ignore it as he cleaned up the boy, but soon felt a hand groping at his shaft. 
"I'll help you out again if you want, Mr. Damien." The boy said, his voice still heavy with lust, but a tinge of exhaustion starting to creep in. 
"Y-you don't have to." 
"I wanna. The problem is almost gone... but I think I need you inside me again. Your dick this time. 
"O-ok. If you're sure… im pretty big" 
"Mmhmm." The fox's mouth was already wrapped around the wolf's cock, sucking. 
"Do you want to put it in my butt now?" the boy asked after thoroughly lubing the teens cock.
"Y-yeah, you have a cute little butt."
"Th-thank you." 
"Do you need any help, or...?" 
"N-no. I'll be fine." 
Damien could tell the boy was tired, so he didn't argue. He just sat back and watched as the little fox, on shaking legs, turned around, and backed up towards the wolf. He reached between his legs and grasped the older boy's cock, guiding it to his hole. 
"Are you ready?" 
"Yeah." 
With that, the boy pushed himself backwards, and the wolf's cock slid into him. Oh gods, oh gods, Damien was actually fucking a little cub… and he was litteraly begging for it!
"I-it feels big..." 
"Does it hurt?" 
"No... it's a good feeling. I like it. Feels like... feels like it belongs inside me… O-oh." the boy moaned as his walls spasmed, adjusting to the intrusion.
"Do you like it?" 
"Y-yeah." 
"D-do you want me to move?" 
"Y-yeah." 
"Ok. Just tell me if it hurts, ok, Tommy?" 
"Mmhmm." 
The wolf placed his hands on the boy's hips, and slowly pulled him back, before thrusting forward again. The feeling of the fox's tight hole around his cock was incredible. Damien made sure to not thrust too hard, but made an effort to use his whole shaft, so the boy could feel as much as possible. "You're doing a good job, Tommy. You're such a good boy." 
"F-feels good." The fox was panting, and his cock was starting to harden again. His upper body collapsed into the couch, letting the older boy hump into him, his cock bouncing from the thrusts. "Y-you're hitting the good place again." 
"Mmm." 
"D-don't stop." 
"Don't worry, bud, I'm not going to." 
"Th-thank you, Mr. D-Damien." 
"N-no problem, buddy." 
"S-so good." 
The boy was moaning and whimpering as the wolf slammed into him, his balls slapping against the boy's taint, the sound echoing through the room. 
"G-gonna, mmmm, cum." 
"Go ahead, bud, cum." 
"A-aaahhhhh!" 
The fox's cock jerked as he came onto the couch, his cum dribbling more than shooting now, his attack clearly reaching its end. The boy pulled himself forward, off Damiens cock, and flopped onto his back, only to spread his legs again. 
"Keep g-going, M-Mr. Damien, k-keep fucking me." 
"Are you s-sure?" 
"Y-your dick feels, nngh, so g-good. I want you yo cum again too" 
"A-alright." 
Damien pushed back into the boy, picked up his pace, becoming faster and more forceful. 
"Y-yeah, yeah, y-yeah." 
"Fuck, fuck, fuck." 
The wolf's mind was racing, and his cock was throbbing. This was surreal.
"K-kiss." 
"W-what?" 
"Please, I-I need you to, nnh, kiss me." 
"Ok, Tommy." 
The older boy leaned down and captured the little fox's mouth in his own, their tongues swirling together. He could feel his orgasm building, and he was about to warn the boy when he felt a pair of small, fluffy, arms wrap around his neck, and the boy's legs wrap around his waist. "G-gods." 
"K-keep going, pl-please, keep g-going." 
"F-fuck, gonna cum, gonna cum!" 
"Pl-please, fill me, M-Mr. Damien, f-fill me with y-your c-cum." 
"Nnnnh." 
Damien came, his cock twitching, his balls clenching, his seed shooting deep inside the boy, filling him. 
"F-feel it. Feel y-your, nnngh, cum in me." 
"G-gods." 
"I'm g-gonna cum, a-again toooooo, a-aah, a-aaaah!" 
The little fox's cock was pulsing, a weak dribble of cum shooting from it, barely a few drops now. After their peaks, they laid there for some unknown amount of the time, the warm waves of afterglow rushing over them as they gently rocked into each other, milking the last little bit of pleasure from their orgasms. 
"I, nnh, I love y-you, Mr. D-Damien." The boy finally said, fully blissed out. The older boy blushed, and his cock throbbed, still inside the boy. 
"I, um, I-I..." 
"Y-you don't h-have to say it back. I-I know it's weird, b-but, I-I, mm, I l-love you. You didn't run... you helped... you're n-nice." 
"I, uh, I, um, I-I love you too, Tommy." 
The words slipped from the wolf's mouth before he even realized what he was saying, but when he did, he didn't regret them. He did love the little fox. 
"Y-you do?" 
"Y-yeah, I, uh, I do." 
"That's... th-that's, mm, really, ahh, good." 
"I, um, we should get you cleaned up." 
"Y-yeah." 
They both pulled apart, and the wolf scooped the little boy into his arms. 
"C-could you take a bath with me?" 
"S-sure." 
They entered the bathroom, and the older boy set the fox down on the counter. He reached in and turned the knobs, adjusting the water until it was warm, then plugged the drain. The wolf picked the fox up and carried him over to the tub. They climbed in together, and Damien grabbed a bar of soap. 
"I'll clean you, bud, ok?" 
"Mmhmm. The boy was wiped out. Clearly these attacks drain more energy than regular orgasms do. He was technically awake, but almost in a trance... poor kid. The wolf began lathering up the bar of soap, and then ran it over the little boy's body. He made sure to be extra gentle around his groin, cleaning the sticky mess the best he could. The boy moaned and cooed softly as the wolf's hands wandered over him. When he was clean, the older boy cleaned himself. He stood, and turned to grab a towel, and felt the fox's nose on his cock. "W-we shouldn't… i can’t… you should rest." 
"Just wanna lick." 
"A-alright." the little guy must have been feeling some kinda lust attack aftershock.
The little fox lapped at the wolf's balls and shaft, his tongue warm and soft. Damien couldn’t get fully hard if he wanted to, he was not really able to cum super fast back to back, and he kinda got overloaded there. Still, it was a pleasant sensation.
"Mm, that's nice, buddy." 
"Good." 
After a few minutes of licking, and the boy calming back down, the wolf decided they had better get out before the water got cold. "C'mon, Tommy, let's get dried off and go to bed." 
"Mmkay." 
They both stepped out of the bath, and the wolf wrapped a towel around the little fox, drying him off. He then grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his own waist. 
"Alright, let's head to the bedroom." 
The boy nodded, and took the wolf's hand, and they walked together into the bedroom. Damien climbed into bed first, and the boy crawled in after him, snuggling up to the older boy. The wolf wrapped his arms around the boy, and he smiled, closing his eyes. 
"Good night, Mr. Damien." 
"G-good night, Tommy." 
With that, they drifted off to sleep. 
*** 
The next morning, the wolf woke to the sun streaming through the window, the boy still in his arms. He looked down and saw the little fox smiling. In the doorway, stood the kits mother, smiling at the sight. 
"H-hi." The wolf stuttered. 
"Hello. You did a very good thing, Damien. Thank you." 
"N-no problem." 
"I didn't want to wake you, especially when I noticed Tommy was wrapped around you like a koala. I phoned your mother last night, let her know to not worry. Don't worry about your mess on the couch, I cleaned it up for you." 
"Oh, thank you, I'm sorry..." 
"Don't worry about it. As you can imagine, I'm fairly good at cleaning up THOSE kinds of messes at this point." 
The two laughed, and the boy stirred, stretching. 
"Good morning, sweetie. Did you sleep well?" 
"Mmhmm. Damien is a good babysitter, mommy." 
"Is he? Well, I'll have to keep that in mind." 
The fox's stomach rumbled, and she smiled. 
"Come on, get up. It's breakfast time. And then I've got to run a few errands." The boy yawned and stretched. 
"C'mon, Damien. I wanna sit next to you." the noy said cheerfully
The three of them made their way to the kitchen, and the boy sat next to the wolf. "So, Tommy says you're a good babysitter, how would you feel about, well, continuing to be his babysitter?" 
"R-really?" 
"Of course. It's nice knowing my baby has someone to turn to when I'm not home, especially someone who is able to help him through his... situation." 
"O-ok, yeah, I'd love to keep babysitting." 
"Perfect. I'll let your mom know." 
They ate their breakfast, the wolf and the boy exchanging flirty glances and smiles. Then a thought occurred to him.
“Wait… mom is Tommy's doctor, so clearly she knows about his… she recommended I watch Tommy, why…”
“Yes, Damien, your mother knows you helped relieve my son's condition. You should have a chat with her about that, though, I'm certain you have a lot to talk about in that regard.”
 The rest of the meal was had in relative silence, Tommy happily humming as he ate, and Damien, with a new client, a new world of pleasure, and a mountain of questions ahead of him.