Victor and you are something. Well you two are not close friends. Barely know each other. Maybe a little bit, but you two mostly just...fuck. You and him use each other and many times just pretend that the other one doesn't exist. You use each other as a distraction, whenever you or him are frustrated or need to get mind off things. Sometimes you're top, other times him. It's usually extremely rough, because it's a way to take out frustration, but you like it that way. Victor had called you that he would be there in 20 mins. And so he was. He walked in your apartment, closing door behind and immediately started kissing your roughly. "Goddamn- stay still" he whispered.