**** Ahhh so this chapter is going to get vulgar probably, so I'll put a warning before anything too bad happens so that anyone uncomfortable with reading that can skip to the end. I hope you [all] enjoy regardless! Really long but probably mostly smut oops whatever ****

*Ryker*

When I saw him leave, my heart sank and my interest peaked. I lasted maybe a minute before excusing myself from Esha and going to follow Ronnie.

I walked out to the lobby, heart pounding. I whipped my head around and around to find Ronnie.

I was worried Diablo might come back, but I really wanted to find Ronnie.

I had seemingly run away from him so easily, but now that I saw him leave, I wanted nothing more than to find him.

I searched the lobby until I felt that Ronnie wasn't here. So I started walking through corridors, trying to escape the prying eyes of everyday people at the hotel looking at me.

Considering I was dressed in platform thigh high boots and a dress tight enough that you could cut your hand on my hip bones, I couldn't blame them. A little awkward for me, but Ronnie seemed to like it so-

I shook my head out and tried to focus on everything around me.

I had reserved the entire first floor of the hotel for any frisky party-goers, and considering the vast amounts of 'do not disturb' signs adorning door handles, I was right to do so. It had only been what, 2 hours since the party started? Damn.

Can't blame them, if Ronnie was willing I'd go in any of these rooms for the rest of the party, hell, for the rest of my life.

Stop thinking dirty and start thinking like a sleuth, you have to find Ronnie, then you can talk sex.

...what? God damnit, I can't focus, all I can think about is how gorgeous Ronnie looked and how it felt when I was dancing with him, and oh god-!

Stop!

I had nearly reached the end of the first floor. I could see the window at the end of the corridor, along with someone leaning against the wall.

Shit, I hope-

I took a deep breath in a failed attempt to calm down, before making my way down the hall, pleading, hoping, praying that it wasn't some stranger, that it wasn't someone bad.

Although Ronnie's bad, in an intoxicating way. I couldn't get enough of-

I was nearly to the end of the hall, at the very last door, when the person turned around.

I already knew by now that it was him, but I still couldn't help the grin when he turned around and I was staring at his face, looking his eyes, wanting to get lost in them this time.

"You're not gonna run away again, are you Ry?" Ronnie asked me, raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms.

Ry, he called me Ry, oh god - act cool doofus!

"No promises Ronnie, but I'm sure you could catch me," I smirked, crossing my own arms and cocking a hip.

He laughed a little, nodding, and I bit my lip nervously. Were we just going to stare at each other all day, because as much as I love staring at Ronnie there were a couple other things I had in my mind that would be much more enjoyable-

I was so busy imagining Ronnie making a move that I didn't even see it when he was doing it right in front of me. But I felt his hand on my wrist and then I was falling on him and I couldn't help the gasp that came out of my mouth.

He was pulling me into a room, and I barely had enough time to grab our very own Do Not Disturb sign and slip it on the handle, praying that it stayed on before the door slammed.

I could barely breathe but I somehow was able to smirk at Ronnie, saying "I knew I was right to reserve this floor of the hotel."

Ronnie didn't say anything, but even if he had I wasn't listening, I was too busy congratulating myself for the fact that we were the room at the very end of the hall where the radiator was blasting loud and the nearest door was a few feet away because we were by the supply closet and ice and vending machine room, we could be as loud as we want and-

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And before I could shake the thoughts away Ronnie was in front of me, holding my hips and slamming me against the wall, pressing his entire body into mine and leaning down, and then he was kissing me, and I couldn't think, but my body didn't need me to because it was already moving of its own accord.

I pressed into Ronnie, biting down on his lip and reaching my hands up, grabbing his head roughly and pulling his head down to be closer to mine, effectively tugging his hair in the process.

I could hardly hear through the noise of the ice machine and the radiator, but I could feel his breath on mine and I knew both of us were already panting, and the party hadn't even started yet.

I pressed my body on his, moving to stand on my tiptoes and tugging his hair sharply, and his hands were on my hips, moving to my butt and pulling me harder against him.

"Ronnie," I whispered, not sure why exactly, but he seemed to get the message I didn't know I had sent out. He reached down and pulled my dress up to my waist before reaching under my butt and pulling me up on him.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, squeezing them together and groaning when I felt him against me. How had I lived without this feeling for so long?

Ronnie bit my lip hard, pulling it away from my face before moving back, squeezing my butt in his hands and I swear I felt him groan against my lips.

I reached down, blindly pulling at the zippers on my shoes, kicking them off before pulling myself even closer to Ronnie.

He pressed me harder into the wall, and I swiftly slipped my hands up his shirt while moving my lips to his neck, biting down and tugging on the skin harshly. I could feel his heart beat under my lips, and I smirked, moving my hands around his chest.

I could faintly hear Ronnie's short pants against my head.

I can't believe this, I'm fucking making out with Ronnie, and it's not a dream - oh god is this a dream? If it is, please let me never wake up-

All of a sudden I felt my back free, so I opened my eyes in time to see Ronnie sit on the bed, me in his lap.

I straddled him, moving my body to grind on his while I continued kissing his neck, pulling his shirt up to his shoulders.

I pulled away and stood up, a bit shaky, while I pulled the shirt off and threw it blindly.

Ronnie moved to reach for me, but I stepped back, pulling my dress back down to its proper length.

I couldn't just have Ronnie take it off, he'd probably rip it, and as hot as that might seem at first, I love this dress...

I reached behind me and unzipped the dress, pulling it down carefully before stepping out of it.

I bit my lip and smirked at Ronnie while he stared at my mismatched bra and underwear. Expecting matching lace from Victoria's secret? You can't have everything you know.

I just thanked myself for not wearing my Legend of Zelda underwear, count your blessings.

I moved back and straddled Ronnie again, and if it weren't for Ronnie's hands on my ass I probably would have fallen off. I moved to kiss him, rough and breathless, while reaching my hands down to pull at his pants.

I managed to unbutton his jeans before slipping a finger just underneath it to toy with the waistband of his boxers.

I may have imagined it, but I think I heard him groan in disapproval. I just smirked, pulling on the band to let it smack against his skin, kissing him hard while I did so to distract him. I can't tell if he whined or groaned, but either was good with me.

I reached down and unzipped his pants, tugging on them while trying to still stay in his lap. It wasn't working very well, but eventually I managed it.

I sat up to pull them down to his knees, but when I went to sit back down, Ronnie grabbed my thighs, kissing my hips.

I held his shoulders tightly, my nails digging into his skin. Fuck, his lips were so warm, his teeth grazing across my hipbone before biting down hard, making me squirm and moan.

I was breathless, biting my lip to keep from making a sound, and when Ronnie let go of my thighs, I sat down abruptly, leaning down and kissing him hard, knocking him over.

I grinded against him again, harder this time. I couldnt think straight, and I had even more trouble thinking when I felt him get hard, making my insides twirl in hectic circles and a chilling warmth spread throughout my body.

I panted loudly, reaching my hands to tangle in his hair and pull hard enough to make his head jerk to the side.

Maybe I was being too rough-....

Ronnie flipped me over before I could finish the thought, pinning me down and rubbing on me while he took over. I shuddered, staring up at him, but he slammed his lips on mine before I could think to do anything.

He pinned my arms above my head with one hand, and I tilted my head while he kissed my neck, squirming and moaning when he bit down unexpectedly.

He took one hand and lay it above my chest, moving it down between my boobs and sliding it all the way to where our laps were seemingly connected.

I struggled against his hand, pulling on my arms to get free, and he let go of them, reaching his hands behind me while I moved my hands to tangle in his hair, tugging on it and bucking my hips up to press against his.

I bent my legs to balance myself and kept my hips up, my left knee right up against his butt. I held myself up until my legs shook so badly that my feet slipped and I fell.

Ronnie had undone my bra, I hadn't even noticed......

I pushed on his side, and he rolled off me. I sat up and smirked down at him, finding breath in me again now that he wasn't on top of me.

I pulled my bra off, slinging it behind me before kneeling up. I slipped my underwear off, pushing Ronnie back down when he moved to sit up.

I reached over, grabbing the waistband of his boxers between my fingers, licking my lips and staring at him while I pulled them down.

I slipped them off and dropped them on the floor, my eyes never leaving his.

He leaned up on his elbows, and I closed my eyes, leaning down to kiss him. He leaned his head up to get closer to me, and when I was sure he was distracted, I slung one leg over him and sat down, letting his dick slide inside me abruptly.

He pulled away, breathing in sharply at the surprise, and I gasped before leaning down to kiss him again, bouncing up and down on him.

I tugged on his hair and he moved down to grip my butt, and I soon realized that he was slamming me harder against him, so I started bouncing harder, moaning against his lips as I felt him move deeper.

Judging by his rough hands and the erratic way his lips crashed against mine, I was doing it well.

I smirked and pulled my body away before slamming down on him, just as he thrust his hips up to meet me. I moaned loudly, my body shaking, and Ronnie took the opportunity to flip us over, pinning me down once more and thrusting inside me, harder and better than I could've imagined.

My memory didn't do this justice....

I was breathlessly shaking under him, wrapping my legs around him and clenching myself closer to him, moaning and scrunching my eyes shut when I felt myself tighten.

We kept fighting for dominance, rolling around and making a mess of the bed. Of course, it was when he was in control that I lost control and reached my climax, not long after Ronnie.

He pulled out and we turned away from each other, laying on opposite sides of the bed as far away way as possible.

But I smiled as I felt the covers tossed over me before he lay back down.

It was the first night I hadn't cried myself to sleep in months.