No feelings attached, no strings attached. That's what Xander was concerned about for the most part. He'd usually be one-and-done, but fucking hell does he get around much.

Relationships weren't for him. After seeing so many of his friends' attempts end in broken hearts, he tossed the idea aside like a piece of trash. He needed his hookups to understand that. He didn't need another one-night-stand turning into two while the other tried to pull at his heartstrings. Not gonna work.

Except for one person. Equally as frisky and equally not wanting those strings attached. First time, Xander was sketchy. Second and third, now they were really holding up to their word. No "Can this be more?"

A quick text and a quick reply back, Xander was set for tonight. All the other messages he'd gotten from previous hookups sounded too desperate. He didn't like desperate people.

That's what lo- Nope. There's none of that. Xander was just... appreciative of their attitude towards their arrangement.

Nothing more than fuck buddies, that was it.

Room set, address sent, confirmation go. Within a couple hours, Xander had them in his arms.

Slow, teasing kisses that quickly turned hot and heavy. Xander had them pressed against a wall, chest to chest. He held their face in his hands, and swiped his tongue against their bottom lip, biting and sucking lightly to draw soft, gasping moans from them.

It was intimacy he wanted, not needed 24/7.

Not even when Xander was pushed against the wall. Not even when his fly was pulled down and his cock—still growing hard—was taken out.

He definitely didn't think he needed to see their face every single day. He liked it between his legs, hot mouth on his cock.

Xander caught them trying to look up at him. But Xander turned his head instead, focusing on what they planned for the night. He moaned with a small twitch of his hips when he felt the head of his cock being sucked on. "Ah- fuck."

Whenever he thought about it, this arrangement with them, the more he wanted only them to be with him. He thought of the other people he could get with later. Maybe, give them a break from him. There was that blond guy. Some guy from a bar. Maybe someone new, Xander couldn't have a tiny crush on the guy sucking him off.

He was pulled from his thoughts when a sharp, hard pressure on his cock. Xander's hands pushed their head away. "What the fuck?! No teeth, man!" He was breathing hard from pleasure and panic. "Don't look at me like that, I didn't fucking do anything."