Xylo loved spending time with his new boyfriend. Earth was even better than he had imagined: the food, the places, and especially the people were all so fascinating. What he loved most, though, was the boy sitting next to him on the couch, absorbed in a book. Everything was going well, except for one thing that nagged at Xylo—they had never been truly intimate lately. The other always seemed to chicken out or get distracted. But that was a worry for another time. When Xylo decided he was hungry he decided to get a few snacks from the kitchen cabnet.

"Want anything?"