A Boy And A Wolf [BoyXBoy]

Chapter Ten

That next morning, Ryder came to pick me up and take me to his apartment. Naturally, Adelaide scolded the hell out of him for scaring me, but thanked him from preventing Sebastian from hurting me. After that she let me go. Ryder's apartment was kinda small with only two bedrooms, one he used as a gym, but otherwise it was kinda cozy.

"I lived in the dorms at my school for a bit," He told me. "But, damn, did I hate it there. I never got a moment of privacy, and my roommate was an ass."

"Sounds like a nightmare." I said as I sat on the couch beside him.

"It was. I'm glad I moved out. Besides it's quieter here... nicer..."

Ryder slid a bandaged arm around me and dragged his fingers up my side, pulling me toward him a little. I moved close enough so he could kiss me and rub circles on my waist. His hands slid under my shirt and up my back and I quietly moaned.

"You're so sweet, Noah..." Ryder said in my ear. "I really really missed you..."

"I missed you even more..." I rested my head against his shoulder.

Ryder's hands continued to graze my back and waist, and his lips went to my neck. I moaned even more as he sucked at my skin and started grabbing my ass.

   "A-Ah... fuck...!"

   I held tightly to him and bit my lip. Slightly embarrassed, I tugged at Ryder's jacket and opened it up, sliding it off his shoulders—he wasn't wearing a shirt underneath. His chest had a couple scars, from Sebastian no doubt. When I lightly dragged my fingers over them I felt guilty for what happened. Ryder didn't deserve this...

"I know what you're thinking. Don't blame yourself for that night." Ryder kissed my forehead.

"That was so scary to watch..." I whispered.

"I know, baby."

"What happened to Sebastian...?"

Ryder rubbed the back of his neck and broke eye contact, he looked nervous and reluctant to speak. I caught on quick.

"Is... is he dead...?"

"Well... he wasn't at first..." Ryder dragged a hand down his face. "After you ran off I took him back to the headquarters... he started talking shit about you and he pissed me off... everyone thought we were starting a fight and started making a commotion and when I got caught up in the heat of the moment things just kinda went downhill from there..."

   "Damn..."

   "Yeah... I'm really fucked up... I get it if you're scared of me..."

I frowned and continued to trace my fingers over the scars. He was talking himself down yet all I could think was how absolutely beautiful he was. Like a beautiful, broken fallen angel that lost his wings...

"Let me draw you..."

"Huh?"

I don't know what the fuck I just said but I didn't fucking regret it.

"You're beautiful, I think you're beautiful—please be my model and let me draw you mon amour!" (1)

Ryder was staring at me wide eyed and blushing. I think I might've pushed it—a bit of French slipped out too, I thought I was past that. But he smirked and flashed a smile.

"That's fine by me."

   "Wait, really?"

"Sure. Drawing is a stress reliever for you isn't it? Do whatever makes you happy." He kissed my forehead.

   I blushed redder than a rose. Then I smiled like an idiot.

"Ok! Can we do it at my place tomorrow?"

"Ok. But for now..." Ryder loomed over me and his hand went past my waist. "Let's have some fun together, baby~"

He kissed me and I eagerly kissed back. Ryder pushed me against the couch and wasted no time in getting my clothes off. I cant imagine what Adelaide would say if she knew we were doing this. She'd probably freak out and swear at me in all the languages she knew.

   I didn't care though.