Connecting Threads.

Don't think too much of it.

Aaron wasn't one to ponder excessively on circumstances because of how he saw the better in everything. But right now, right now the right option wasn't clouding his judgment. He wanted this. He wanted it so much his heart couldn't stop beating rapidly. No matter how simply he thought of the encounter it still felt new. Aaron slowed in his tracks, maybe this was a foolish notion. He should just go back home.

You don't want to, a voice said at the back of his head. He didn't want to. If he had to think about this as logically as he did last night then maybe, maybe it wasn't worth reflecting about it anymore. Xander had offered himself and now Aaron was simply taking him on that offer because every male he had tried bedding with either didn't meet his necessity, or they wanted to be the bottom.

You're lying, they weren't Xander, another voice boomed at the back of his head. Lusting over someone was so frustrating.

Aaron didn't want to top anyone. He wasn't interested in that and he hoped Xander wouldn't want to be topped too. Pondering about such things really got his body moving and finally he found himself hesitantly knocking on the door of Xander and Ian's apartment. The door flung open, Xander smiled at him and everything he had said after that came out so distant because Aaron wasn't listening anymore. He just wanted to, he just—

Aaron crushed his lips on Xander's, he could feel Xander hesitate but gave in and began kissing him back roughly. His very hands wandered all over Xander's body. Taking off every clothing that restricted the skin to skin Aaron deeply needed from that man.

He had no idea how they had moved so quickly but they had landed in the guest room each pulling away for needed air as they fell on the bed. He had spoiled Xander's hair who looked so pretty under him as he straddled the bloke. His mouth red and swollen from all the kissing they had just done.

"Are you sure? I really don't want you to think that I'm forcing you into this," Xander said his tongue moistening his lips. His hand opening the nightstand to obtain lube and a condom. Aaron eyed him. He actually did an excellent job by preparing himself before he came because he knew Xander would take his sweet time. Aaron didn't want that.

"I'm clean. I prepared myself already," Aaron stated, bitting his lower lip as he leaned in and nipped on Xander's neck going as far as bitting the very skin. He wanted to merge with him. Xander smelled pleasant. Aaron had no insight on how somebody could smell delicious and be handsome too.

He peppered kisses along his jawline then his chest and then back on those delicious lips he'd want around his cock one day. Xander really did make him a cock slut. That made his cock twitch. He had disregarded how rigorous he was.

Aaron smooched him. Gnawing on his lower lip as he impelled his tongue into Xander's mouth. It felt so snug and tasted dulcet, and was as mouth watering as he hoped it would. Their tongues met in a very hungry kiss. It aroused Aaron more.

Such made his flesh buzz. His whole brain was shrouded and his stomach filled with nothing but butterflies. his cock was so hard it hurt and although he didn't want to be overly fast paced he needed to get Xander in him, all this kissing, really, really needed to move into something more.

Xander broke his resolve and turned them over. Xander got on top of Arron. He peered at him with heavy lidded eyes that held nothing but lust in them, hunger too if he bore into them longer. He didn't think Aaron would come back, honestly he just had to thank his luck Ian had left. Xander pushed his weight off Aaron hoping to give the male space but Aaron dragged him back down.

"Give it to me. Hard. Don't be a softy, I need this now." Arron said, his voice low. He licked his lips then opened his legs wider to give Xander better access.