Red Flag

Chapter 46

The brunette young man took a deep breath and stretched his arms over his head as he woke up, the room was still very dark as it was only 5 a.m. The sun was just rising, so the light in Ryan's room was coming solely from the fairy lights hung around her bed frame and the screen saver on her tv as they had fallen asleep while watching a movie the previous night.

Matt turned his head to the right and saw a very much asleep Ryan, whose back was facing him as she had been the little spoon for the most part of the night, that was before he rolled over in his sleep and took his shirt off, getting hot in the middle of the night. If there was one thing that he didn't miss from the south was that, the heat.

He watched her chest rise and fall as she slept soundly, wrapping an arm around her waist, he hugged her and pushed her long hair away from her face. The girl pushed herself into her boyfriend's body, feeling his warm embrace. The blue eyed boy opened his eyes widely as he felt certain part of his body wake up at the friction Ryan had created.

Lifting the blanket a bit, he made a double check and put his lips into a thin line. He knew the canches that Ryan woke up just to please him were very few but, he tried nonetheless.

"Ryry" he whispered into her ear while placing his arm around her but over the blanket now.

"..mmm?.." the dark brunette girl sounded, still half asleep

"I can't sleep" he said, thinking that his intentions were implied.

"Too bad, watch tv" she told him in her groggy voice.

"But it's 5 a.m" he retorted

"Matthew, it's my last day being 24. For the love of Satan, let me sleep til 8. Please" she said with a whine and rolled onto her stomach, covering her head with a cushion.

"But-" Matt was cut off by a rather heavy cushion hitting him in the face "..ow.." he let out

"Keep talking and I'll smack you Matt" she said into her pillow, her voice coming out muffled.

"You look really cute in those payamas, Ry" he said, using his plan B

"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked him, turning to face him

"Whatever you want it to, babe" he shrugged, putting his hands under his head and smiling over at her

"Okay you horny bastard, you woke me up" she turned her boy onto her left side "what do you want to do?" She asked with a slight glint in her eyes

"You decide. My only condition is that I bottom this time cause that Tate Langdon poster that's hung over your bed scares me" he said with a scared face

"Does it scare you or are you intimidated by Evan Peters' beauty? Cause you never admit if you think a guy is handsome and that speaks loudly on your fragile masculinity" she told her boyfriend while propping her upper body on her elbows, rolling back onto her stomach.

"Just because I don't want a finger up my ass.." she interrupted him with a smirk

"I never said that, you just shot yourself in the foot Rife" she said with a small shrug "but if you wanna bottom, fine. I can be your daddy" she joked

"So you're gonna kill yourself?" He joked back

"I-....Oh!..Sorry" she gave him a guilty face, blushing profusely with embarrassment.

"I'm just joking, now come over here. Get on top of me" he patted the space between them on the bed and looked at her

"Hey, if I'm the top, you can't give me any orders" she told him, climbing on top of him as he sat up lightly