Midnight snacking and raging hard-ons

"Are you wet for me, babydoll? Do you like that? Do you like dry humping me babydoll?" He whispered in my ear and I clenched my eyes shut feeling his smirk against my skin as another wave of heat passed over my cheeks and I dug my nails into his back making him groan in my ear and I swore it was the sexiest sound I've ever heard.

"Ryder," I whimpered and a sharp intake of breath responded as he pulled me unbelievably closer making me grab fistfuls of his hair as his lips crashed into mine once again. I'm not even sure how I've been able to hold on for this long. The more he teased me, the more turned on I was. The more turned on I was, the harder I sought relief as his hand ventured delicately in my inner thigh.

So close, I thought as my eyes snapped open and I let a groan pressing the back of my hand to my brow. Not again, I thought turning to my side to check the time. 1.50am. Four hours of sleep, not bad yet not good either, I thought falling back into my bed. There would be no use going back to sleep now, not when my heart was still pounding in my heart from that dream. Not even while I was still hot from that dream and for a moment I considered getting off to it but I hesitated, turning on my side for some reason feeling embarrassed. I doubted I could face him again if I did.

But that didn't stay for long and just while I considered a cold shower, I heard the small thud of footsteps coming down the hallway before stopping at my door and I froze for a moment when I heard the lock turn. A chill passed through my form as the door closed and the lock turned and the feet came closer and stopped on the other side of the bed. But despite my usually calm exterior to this sort of situations, courtesy of Darius sneaking into my room whenever he had a nightmare, just the feeling of the bed sinking had me sitting up and gripping onto the headboard for dear life before arms wrapped around me and a familiar scent registered in my senses.

"It's just me, baby doll. I didn't mean to wake you," he whispered in my ear his lips landing softly on my cheek and I shivered visibly as I tried to relax, not really sure why I'd freaked out this much. "Shh, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

"You..you are crazy, you know that," I let out between deep breaths and he chuckled pressing a kiss on my forehead and I slapped his chest. "You shouldn't sneak up on someone like that?"

"I'm sorry," he said pecking the corner of my lips and I rolled my eyes as he pulled me back into the bed and I bit down my harsh words realizing he couldn't see my scowl.

"Were you out drinking? What are you doing here?" I queried and I could feel his grimace.

"Sorry. Jared and Ethan are hard to say no too." At least I wouldn't have to worry about Alice that much if he was fairly drunk.

"I'm not that much of a drinker, if that's what you're thinking," he said my words back to me and I rolled my eyes.

"Uh-huh, are you going to tell me you're not much of a player either," I said and he was quiet answering my question for me. "You should sleep it off. I rather not deal with your hangover self in the morning."

I said kissing his forehead before sitting up making his arm drop to my waist and once again I could feel my body on high alert as I tensed.

"What about you?"

"I'll be fine. I'm just going downstairs for a midnight snack." And to get my mind out of the gutter. "I won't be long."  And definitely less horny that's for sure.

"Trouble sleeping again? Diana, I told you to call me when it happens," he said sitting up right and my gaze flickered to his under the faint moonlight in the room.

As if that would actually help, I think inwardly as I stand up moving away from his reach and I can feel his frown.

"I didn't want to be a bother. It's fine. Doesn't matter anyway."

"You are not a bother. Never think that you are," he said reaching out to hold my hands in his and for a moment I was tempted to check his temperature or something.

With the numerous times he's said sorry tonight, keeping in mind that Ethan told me he never says sorry in attempt to comfort me after that one argument the week before, and his concerned self at the moment had me out of sorts more than I liked to admit. And again, it's not like I'd be forever dependent on him to make me feel wanted and cared for.

"It's alright just get some sleep. I'll be right back," I said cupping his face before letting go before walking to the door. "Wait, how did you get in?"

"Through the door," he deadpanned with a shrug and I narrowed my eyes at him and I could hear his sigh. "You left your keys with Alice."

Well that answers the question whether she's coming back tonight, I thought nodding to myself before leaving the room and heading downstairs and into the pantry and grabbed the first box of Oreos I saw wishing I would be out like a light when my head touched the pillow, well aware that milkshake always had me downright sleepy when I took it.

"I knew there was no way Ethan would eat all those packets," Ryder said as I got back into the kitchen and I glared at him for sneaking up at me once more. I swear he's like a panther, always prowling around somewhere behind me and always managing to come up behind me. You'd think it would be impossible with his size.

"Stop sneaking up on me damnit," I said stomping my foot and he chuckled staring at me amused as I tried hard not to walk over and punch that smirk on his face. "What are you doing down here anyway? I'll have you know I perfectly fine being down here alone."

"Who said anything about coming down here for you? I'm here for a midnight snack," he said smugly and I stared at him at a loss for words before glaring at him.

"Whatever," I said picking out the rest of my ingredients before I felt his gaze on me. "What? Do I have something on my face?"

I asked touching it unconsciously and he shook his head no before leaning forward against the counter still staring at me.

"Stop it."

"Stop what?" He asked almost cheekily raising an eyebrow at me and I tried not to roll my eyes.

"Looking at me like that," I said and I could see a faint hint of a smile on his face.

"Like what?"

"Oh God stop it."

"I usually go by Ryder but I guess I can do God for you babydoll," he said winking at me and I rolled my eyes at him chucking him the closest thing to which happened to be a spoon that he caught before it hit him.

"I can't believe you just said that," I said but he didn't seem to hear as he looked at the spoon in his hand before he grinned at me.

"Did you really want to spoon me that much baby doll?" He said and I mentally facepalmed as I looked at him incredulously.

"Or that? Are dad jokes or the rage now? No wait, even dad jokes do take the care. You are in your own league," I said raising an eyebrow at him and he chuckled.

"Babe, just because you don't get my humour doesn't mean everyone doesn't?" He said making his way to my side.

"Did Ethan tell you that 'cause I'm pretty sure he was joking? Or trying to make you feel better?" I said in mock horror and he scowled at me as he placed the spoon back on the counter.

"Nice try, babydoll but don't lie to yourself," he whispered in my ear and I rolled my eyes turning away from him ignoring the hand that had somehow made it's way onto my waist.

"I'm not and stop calling me that."

"What?" He asked that odd twinkle in his eye.

"You know what."

"No. I don't," he said and I was sure he was just being cheeky and honestly this side is much better compared to trashed 'five year old' Ryder.

"Fine, babydoll," I said and he grinned as he stood closer letting his body slightly press against me as he towered over me.

"Babydoll, you couldn't even lie to save your own ass," he said emphasizing on the word babydoll and I let out a huff pushing him away and he chuckled going on to irritate me further.

"I could and I'm being serious. All it reminds of is that stupid creep from the bar." Lie, I thought wincing at the smooth lie passing through my lips.

But in my defense, I couldn't exactly tell him that it reminded me of that steamy kiss, you know the one that was all I could dream and think about in the past week and it was beginning to mess with my mind for more than obvious reasons and I hid my grimace, looking away when he frowned.

"Diana.." he called out and I could hear the guilt in his voice but before I could fizzle it out, he pulled me close crashing his lips into mine not giving me a chance to resist as he pressed me to the counter he just was leaning against.

"Don't think about him anymore. He was just another asshole looking for an easy lay that he would have never found in you. He doesn't deserve your time of day. I was a fool for not getting to you sooner. You're my babydoll, my lovable ice princess, my snowflake," he said pecking my lips with each word and I swear I turned into mush right there. " He's a jerk for not seeing that and he surely deserved what was coming for him."

For a moment I stood there dazed as he pressed his forehead against mine. Okay, now I was sure something was up with him. Maybe he had to much to drink, I think before his last words register and I freeze pushing him away slightly.

"What did you do?" I asked him and his eyes widened slightly before he regarded me with a neutral look but his reaction and hesitation told me all I needed to know. "Ryder!? And don't you dare lie to me."

I said sternly and he watched me looking a little deflated.

"I didn't kill him if that's what you're asking I just roughed him up a bit. You know how boys like to play rough," he said and I glared at him not actually believing he could lie to my face. "Okay so he may or may not have had a ton of medical bills to pay after but he fucking hurt you."

"Don't. Don't you dare say you did it for me. That is in no way justifiable. What if he had filed a lawsuit? Or even worse re-enacted a version of Mad Max trying to get revenge on you," I said and he looked at me shocked before his lips tilted up into a smile as he looked at me amused. "This is not funny damnit."

I said stomping my foot on the floor and he chuckled completely amused and I glared daggers at him before my eyes widened in shock and he looked at me slightly awry as I ducked under the counter.

"What the.." he started confused before he turned to the door and his expression shifted to one I knew for sure he regarded the parents with namely, Kate or Tony Wallace. I swear he could charm the pants off anyone.

"Ryder? What are you doing here?" Tony.

"I'm sorry Mr Wallace. I thought you knew Mrs K asked me over whenever ba.. Diana had trouble sleeping. I didn't mean to cause any inconveniences."

"No need for all the formalities, Ryder. You're always welcome." *Cue eye roll* see what I mean. "She told me. How is she doing? I know the poor girl has had a lot going on. Honestly, I'm surprised she took such a liking to you." Oh god. Tell me this is not happening right now. "It took a lot of effort to convince her that we really meant no harm. Honestly it's still a long way to go. What tricks did you really have up your sleeve?"

It actually is, I thought groaning inwardly as I hugged my knees hiding my blush as I heard him chuckling about me and I hit his calf.

"It wasn't that easy I'll say. And believe me, I have the marks to prove it," he said and my jaw drop slack. I never hurt him, I thought hitting him again and trying to be as soundless as possible. "It's actually pretty hard to tear her walls down when she had a smart mouth for a weapon."

He explained and I cried silently and in my mind. I was yet to wrap my head around the fact that this really weird conversation was really happening and even worse that he was actually entertaining it.

"She was always a feisty one."

"Friendly gestures is what you need."  Friendly gestures, my foot. He was downright seducing me. " And good food too. Look at me she can barely get enough of me," he said and they laughed.

Is that so? Enjoy your laughter while it lasts you are a dead man, Ryder Stone.

"Where is she by the way? I heard voices. I thought for sure she was down here with you," Tony said and I tried not to roll my eyes, but at least he's now keeping it real. "I can see she making her weird smoothies."

There are not weird. I just have a normal obsession with Oreos just as much as the next person.

"Sorry, Tony. It's just me down here. I was just on the phone. Kaylee is beginning to stress that she's almost due and promises me she's going insane waiting for the day. And what can I say her weird smoothies have quite the impression of me."

"I see. Ah Kaylee, how's she doing by the way?" Tony starts and all I can think is that's really slick, Ryder. And so after a few more follow up questions and a smooth line from Tony about getting some water to drink, which by the way could have exposed me behind the counter and to which Ryder caught on almost immediately and offered to do it himself  'cause who am I kidding? He always has a fresh pitcher of water in his room every night, we were once again alone.

"It's okay. He's gone," he said holding his hand out for me and I took it blindly before falling down and I was sure I had a bruised tush. "That's for hitting me."

He said and I rolled my eyes. He could be such a douche, I thought angrily before catching my legs with his catching him off guard, not that him being tipsy could actually help, before tripping him and he groaned in pain as I crawled up on him holding him down.

"That's for dropping me," I sassed matching his tone and he let out a chuckle still rubbing his head.

"Fuck, babydoll. I always thought I would obviously be the dominant one in this relationship but fuck, you win. I can share," he said and I raised an eyebrow at him.

"You think this is still happening," I asked pointing to ourselves and he peeked at me through his hooded eyes.

"Isn't it?"

"Well,"I mused for a brief moment letting my finger trail slowly over his lips and jaw as I leant over him to his exposed neck and down his chest to where his shirt had bunched up on his flight down and I could see his hooded eyes flutter slightly close as my hand reached under his shirt tracing over those tauntingly hard abs before retrieving my hand. "No."

I said making to stand up but he pulled me back down that now I was a actually sitting down on his chest.

"Babydoll, fuck. You can't just do that and leave me hanging. I'm muscular and strong babydoll, but not even my hand can manage this raging hard-on," he said and I wasn't quite sure if the reason I was feeling so embarrassed was because of what I'd just done or the fact he'd just painted the picture of him masturbating in my mind or both.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think, I just did," I said and he groaned slightly when I shifted on his torso and I tensed completely at a loss and not sure what I should do. "I didn't actually think it was ha.."

I started and he lifted his hand for me to stop.

"Difficult to...oh God, I'm so sorry," I said and he grabbed my hand, squeezing it in some sort of reassurance.

"It's okay babydoll. You didn't know. All I have to do is picture Ethan in last year's super bowl...trust me babydoll that's not a picture you want in your head. Also I might also need a pack of frozen peas or something," he says and I suddenly snap out of it scrambling out of his chest completely horrified.

"There is no way I'm letting you put food on your.. part," I said but I'm quite aware that's not what has the room quiet for the next few seconds and I swear not even our breathing can be heard and as our eyes narrow at the same place and I can feel the walls closing in with every second and without a sound and before he speaks I'm already picking up my drink and bounding up the stairs ignoring his faint call behind me.

One thing for sure, there is no way by now he didn't think I'm a freak.