Dead Island 2 X Reader stories

Addicted Ryan x Gen Neutral reader

●●Y/N's POV●●

Walking along the desolated streets of Hell-A me and my boyfriend Ryan were looking at the different buildings that were once places of entertainment.

As we continued our path along the asphalt, me and Ryan stopped in our tracks.
I looked up and saw a sign that read ‘the big hose’ which I knew from Ryan was where he worked as an exotic dancer before the outbreak.

Ryan’s cheeks flushed a red hue upon looking at the sign, when we both looked at Each other, not speaking a single word.

“The horde might catch up to us soon and as much as I hate to say it, we should seek shelter in here” Ryan said as he started to approach the main door.

Following him inside I was greeted by a wall with all of the dancers on it, and right in the centre in a gold frame was a picture of Ryan with the words "Best Dancer in house" under it.

"Y/N, can you please stop staring at my stripper photo and help me secure the doors and windows" Ryan said breaking me out of my trance.

After making sure that our makeshift shelter was secure for the night we made our way towards the bar area hoping to find some food and drinks to take back to Emma's in the morning.

●●Timeskip●●

A couple of hours after arriving me and Ryan had been drinking from one of the bottles that we found. Being slightly tipsy I started to approach one of the poles that was in the middle of the main stage.

"I always joked when I was a teen that if I didn't have a job by the time I was 25 I'd become a stripper" I said as I wrapped my hand around the pole. I felt myself slip after an attempt at spinning went wrong, Ryan got up on the stage and caught me by my waist before I could fall,
"Why don't you leave the dancing to the professional baby" Ryan said as he guided me back into the chair that he was previously sat in before he made his way back onto the stage.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he got the dj's station running.

"I am going to give you a private show darling" he replied as the music started.

Seeing Ryan dance was incredible, the way he twisted his body around the pole to the beat of the song playing was hypnotic. I was sat on the edge of the chair trying to get a better look when suddenly he started crawling towards me on his hands and knees.

"Now there are a few rules that you can't break, if you do I stop ok?" He asked and all I could do was nod my head yes.

"Good, now first rule is no touching, second rule is no biting, you may feel tempted to but don't and finally enjoy yourself baby" he said as the song that was playing stopped and changed to a slower song.

Having Ryan so close to me but not being able to touch him was hard, he swayed and gyrated his hips in front of me and all I could think about was grabbing him and forcing his hips to mine as he slowly started to remove his clothing.

Once the song was over and a new one started I gave up on following the rules and wrapped my arms around his neck as he dipped down in front of me.

"What did I say baby, no touching" Ryan said as he tried to remove my arms.

"As much as I am enjoying this, I'd rather do something else" I said as I bit his earlobe.

He paused before turning around to face me, "that can be arranged."

●●Timeskip●●

The club smelt of sweat and sex as me and Ryan laid on one of the couches, our bodies stuck together.

"Is that how a dance normally ends for you?" I asked while trying to find my clothes.

"Na, I don't normally sleep with clients but I make an acception for you baby" Ryan said after getting dressed.

Once we were both dressed, I went to the window to check to see if the music had drawn in any zombies. Just as I was about to tell Ryan that the coast was clear, a hand banged on the glass.

"Oi love birds quit shagging and come out" we heard Jacob yell from outside. Me and Ryan looked at each other before bursting out laughing.

Opening the door to the club we were greeted by Jacob, Dani and Bruno, that latter was flipping his knife with a grin on his face.

"Enjoy your private dance Y/N?" Bruno asked me as we walked down the street towards the checkpoint that would take us back to Bel-Air.

"Let's just say I'm now addicted to the way he moves"