The bell above the door jingled for what felt like the hundredth time that day. Rows of DVDs and dusty shelves blurred together as Icarus slumped behind the counter, ears drooping. Running a movie store wasn’t supposed to be this exhausting at least, that’s what he thought when he first opened it. Today had been nonstop: needy customers, broken returns, a cash register that kept jamming.

Juno had been watching him wear down hour by hour, his usual cheerful spark dulled under the weight of responsibility. Finally, when the shop emptied out for a quiet moment, Juno leaned over the counter with a playful grin.

“You know, boss,” he teased, “we get a lot of reviews praising our customer service. Maybe it’s time the owner gets a little of that treatment too.”

Icarus blinked, confused, until Juno’s sly smile made his meaning clear. His ears shot upright, cheeks pinking beneath his fur. “J-Juno… w-what are you—”

“Shh,” Juno cut in with a wink, sliding down behind the counter. “Just relax. Let me take care of the stress for once.”

Juno's paws slide up over his pants before tugging them down to reveal his heavy thick cock, those large nuts hanging low and full of stress.. lips wrapping around slurping down his bosses cock to the base, bulging that throat as Icarus shudders, eyes rolling up a little moaning as he grips the counter..
"J-Juno! we shouldn't there are gonna be custom..erssss ooohhhh~" he moans slurred out as they start slurping and bobbing their head as icarus felt their paws slip up to grip his cheeks and squeezing them.

the soft gulking and slurping filling the counter space as his hips hump a little blushing more as those nuts churn more as cock leaks a little before the bell chimes and someone comes in, Icarus trying to keep his composure as the sucking under the counter intensifies.. as he grits his teeth.
"Have you seen Juno anywhere? i was told to meet them for lunch?"
"Oh! uhh.. j..juno! yeah.. nf.. they are at.. lunch.. nearby.. maybe.. nfg .. wait a little bit outside! they should hhahh be there.. soon!"

As soon as the customer left Icarus eyes rolled up as he felt his nuts clench up and cock pulsing before he unloaded with a shuddered moannnnnn feeling his orbs empty down that sucking swallowing throat.

"FUckkkkk swallow it alll.. and .. i'll pay you.. double time...Junoooooo~"

When it was finally over, Icarus sagged onto the counter, chest heaving, paws gripping the edge of the counter. His whole body trembled as the lingering heat slowly gave way to a dizzy, floating calm.

Juno popped back up from beneath the counter, lips curled into a cheeky grin. He brushed a hand through his hair as if nothing had happened, then leaned casually on the register.

“See?” he said, voice smooth and smug. “Five-star service. Guaranteed stress relief.”

Icarus covered his face with both paws, ears burning as his tail betrayed him by wagging wildly behind the chair. “Y-you can’t just— you really can’t—"

Juno chuckled "relaxxxxx bossss~ i found it very tasty..~"

Icarus peeked out between his fingers. The tension that had weighed him down all day was gone, replaced with something lighter warmth, comfort, and the realization that maybe his best employee really did know how to give the best service.