Lust

Fuck Buddies (Roomies pt 2)

For you, Babes 

Trope: Roommates to Lovers

Kailey and Xander

"Do you have your keys?" Xander turned to see Kailey in a bodycon sparkly black dress with heels to match. He sucked in a breath as she sauntered towards him, throwing her slicked ponytail behind her shoulder. He felt that something again, deep in his chest, an almost aching feeling. "Xander."

"What? Yeah, I've got the keys, let's go." 

Kailey raised an eyebrow and followed him out. It had been a week since their...experiment and she wanted to put her new self out there. Other than that night with Xander, she'd never slept with anyone she didn't have feelings for, and even now, she wasn't totally convinced she hadn't felt something then. She'd never tell him though. It was just supposed to be a fuck. One night to break her free and that's it. But seeing the way he looked at her, not just tonight, but other times too...it made her wonder if he thought there was something there too. 

Xander drove them to the club in silence, the music of the radio barely audible as he clenched the steering wheel in frustration. Tonight, he was going to have to sit through Kailey searching for someone to take home; someone would touch her the way he had touched her-have her in the ways he had her. The thought made his blood boil for an unknown reason. He'd struggled this past week; he wanted to talk to her about that night, but he also didn't want to feel like he was reading too deep into a situation. She was his fucking roommate and there would be nothing worse than riding out a lease with someone who had rejected you.

When they arrived, he guided her to their friend group by the small of her back, glancing around at anyone who might be making eyes at her-which was a lot. Xander decided then and there: the only man that would be taking Kailey Vaughn home tonight, was him. He nodded in greeting to Tyler who already had his arm slung over some leggy blonde Xander had seen a hundred times. Tyler smiled and pulled away from his conquest to fist bump Xander and return to his position. Kailey was hugging Mallory and Destiny (twin sisters she had known for years), squealing about "finally going out together again" or some shit. 

"Girl, it's 11:30 we need to get you caught up," Destiny teased. 

"Absolutely," Mal agreed, nodding, "to the bar!"

Tyler laughed, "What is with you?" He paused, "Did you two...hook up?" Xander's silence was all the answer he needed. "Holy fucking shit! You finally did it! You finally grew some balls and told her, huh?"

"There isn't shit to tell her, Tyler, we fucked and that's it. I'm getting a drink." He sped off before any questions could be thrown his way. Tyler was an okay friend, but he wasn't going to tell him anything else. There was nothing to tell.

.....

By 2am, Kailey was feeling the best she'd ever felt. Men were drooling over her and if not for Xander's weird guard dog routine, she might have been well on her way to being fucked by now. Regardless, she was on cloud nine, dancing with Mallory and Destiny as the strobe lights flickered over her body. Suddenly, warmth pressed against her back as a hand boldly cupped her front. She whirled around to find a pudgy man in his early 30s, cursed with an early receding hairline. "What the fuck is wrong with you, fucking creep?!" She pushed him off, but he held fast to her left wrist. 

"Come on, baby, you've been dancing in front of my table all night," he grinned, leaning into her. Kailey pulled back and gave him a powerful right hook, the stranger's face slammed to the right, and he stumbled back in shock. "You little bitch-"

Her view of the man was then interrupted by Xanders back-he had stepped in front of her, giving the man a repeat of Kailey's punch but with a hundred times the force. The man crumpled to the floor as the patrons around them gasped, eyes wide with fright. Xander grabbed her hand, pulling her through the crowd, his other hand still gripping the drink she left with him before she went to dance. He opened the door to the patio and ensured she went out first, making sure no one followed them out.