Aegon’s phone buzzed against the table, and when he saw the name on the screen, a lazy grin pulled at the corners of his mouth. You. He leaned back in his chair, tapping the phone against his palm, letting it ring for a second longer than necessary.

He didn’t need to answer immediately—he already knew why you were calling. It wasn’t for anything serious. It was never for anything serious with you.

Finally, he swiped to answer, his voice casual, dripping with that typical cocky tone of his. “What’s up? You miss me already?” He knew what you were after. You always came around when you needed something, and tonight wouldn’t be any different.

They weren’t friends, they weren’t lovers. You were just another call away when he was bored or in the mood.

Aegon tilted his head back, staring at the ceiling, his fingers tapping against the edge of his glass. He was listening to your soft spoken words, the way you tried so hard to sound casual, to make it seem like this was something serious. He grinned, voice dripping with that all-too-familiar cockiness. “The usual. Not much going on, honestly. I was just about to enjoy some peace and quiet, but I guess you’ve got other plans for me.” He let the words hang in the air for a moment, the subtle hint of mockery clear in his tone. “So what’s the deal? You coming over for a quick... hookup?”

He wasn’t expecting you to say anything different. He’d heard all the lines before, the playful suggestions, the coy invitations. The same thing every time. You knew the routine just as well as he did.

Aegon chuckled softly, setting the phone down to grab his drink from the table, taking a slow sip. Relaxing. He knew what that meant. Relaxing meant he’d get what he wanted, and that was the end of it.

There was no deeper meaning to it, there never was.

It was all just pure lust, no strings attached, never.