Ryan's Hope

PARTAYY!!!

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT (TRYING TO MAKE IT SOFTCORE)

The next following day, the snow had melted off the roads and Hope and Ryan arrived for work together. At the end of the day of cleaning and dirt, the crew invited them to a private party at their place.

"I don't see any harm." Hope told Ryan. He smiled, "Alright, we'll go."

"Awee, you guy act like such a couple." They commented.

They  both blushed.

Hope was dressed in a skin tight, short, red dress. It was covered in jewels that reflected off red light. Her skin was pale and glittering and her lips were red. A loud honk came through the window.

"I'm coming Ryan!" Hope yelled out the window. Hope locked the door and stepped in the car.

"Wow." He breathed. "Your- Your stunning." 

Hope blushed. "Not as much as you." 

Ryan had his hair combed to the side with a red shirt and dress pants. They matched in red. Ryan leaned over to kiss Hope.

"The party." Hope said, quickly turning away. He turned the key, dissapointed. "Right, the party."

When they arrived, the arrived at a mansion with fountains and bushes cut into doliphins and unicorns. Loud music blared and thousands of people were already there. 

"Wow." Hope said, awestruck.

"You must stay with me at all times, do you understand?"

"What?"

"You heard me."

"Your not my mom." Hope said, marching in.

I tried to chase after but the entrance was filled with a sea of people Hope was already drowned in.

Hope POV

Who was Ryan, trying to tell me what to do? I was an adult. I sat at the bar and had a can of beer. My dad got me into it. Before long, I had engulfed three cans. 

"The lady sure can drink." The bartender said to another bartender.

"Think i'll be able to get laid?"

The bartender shrugged.

"Hey? Wanna head up to a private room, and have a little fun?"

I giggled and took his hand.

Walking up the stairs a loud voice called out.

"Oh no." I groaned. 

Ryan and the bartender fought and yelled. I was too drunk to pay much attention.

After they finished the bartender ran off and Ryan came back, with a tender face and a cut across his shirt.

"Are you okay?"

He nodded. 

"No you aren't." I pushed him in a room and threw his shirt off.

I gasped. A long red mark fell across his chest with blood seeping out. 

Then, I did something weird.

Ryan's POV

Hope pushed me on the bed and ripped off my shirt. I started to protest but she licked the blood off my chest. I felt blood rush down..there. She worked her way up and our lips smashed together and our tongues intertwined. We shed off our clothes and went to a world of bliss and pleasure.