Stephen smiled before he opened his eyes. He reached over, trying an arm around Adrian, or as much as he could considering their positions. "Why is there food on the bed? How am I supposed to pull you on top of me and convince you to fuck me when you can't even more?"
He opened his eyes, grinning at Adrian. "You want me to sit up, don't you? You're an evil man, making me get up." He tossed the pillow to the other side, and sat up. He leaned over and kissed Adrian's jaw. "Not hungry yet," he said still sleepy, and rested his head on Adrian's shoulder.
"Why are you up? What's wrong? If you have to share bad news, might as well get it over." If Adrian woke him up to tell him that he was working, Stephen might have to kill him and Weasley too. On the other hand, if that wasn't the case, then something else was wrong, and Stephen was ready for anything worse."