Fancy Meeting You Here
Chapter 1
Summary: Hope runs into an older guy at a bar and they hook up in the bathroom. Only after does she realize that it's Ryan Clarke.
Disclaimer: I don't own Legacies.
Ever since returning from Malivore, Hope had been wandering. Her friends didn't remember her, so school seemed like a no-go. Her family wouldn't remember her, so New Orleans and San Francisco we're both out. So Hope just flitted from place to place. Taking up a new name, acquiring a fake ID, and spending more nights then she cared to admit getting as drunk as she could. It was on one of these nights in particular that Hope found herself in Georgia, not far from Triad. Something- or someone- was pulling her back towards Malivore's former "resting" place, but Hope wasn't focusing on that. Choosing to focus more on getting drunk. And it was working pretty well. A cute looking older guy had come up to her, bought her some drinks, and they ended up making out in a bathroom stall. Hope braced herself against the wall above the toilet and moaned as the guy, Ryan, flipped her skirt up and slammed his huge dick into her ass. When he gripped her hips with one hand and reached under her blouse to grope her breast, Hope leaned her head back against his shoulder. As he whispered every dirty little thought he wanted to do to her in her ear, mixed with groans of the name she had given him, Andrea, Hope let out a long, low moan. And when he wrapped his arm around her, bringing his long fingers to her pussy to play with her clit, Hope lost it.
Ryan was switching between nibbling and sucking on Hope's earlobe, enjoying the feel of her body convulsing against his as he brought her to orgasm. He pinched, pulled and twisted her nipple and clit in unison, and coaxed her through her release. As the sensations that he was making her feel washed over her, Hope moved her hands up and maneuvered Ryan's lips to her own, deepening the kiss as he prolonged her orgasm. Once she came down from her high and untangled herself Ryan, Hope turned around and her eyes went wide. When her mouth fell open to say something, but no words came out, Ryan seized the opportunity to pull Hope in for another kiss and slid his tongue into her mouth. Hope was too stunned, at first, to do anything, but quickly got passed that to wrap her arms around Ryan's neck and deepen the kiss.
"Fancy meeting you here, Miss Kenner. Or should I say Miss Mikaelson?" Ryan asked in between kisses along Hope's jaw and neck when the kiss broke for air.
"Clarke… oh fuck… let's get out of here." Hope moaned as she ran her fingers through Ryan's hair and held his head against her neck.
"Not yet. I want to prolong this hook up as much as I can, as I'll probably never get a chance to fuck you ever again." Ryan said while lifting one of Hope's legs to wrap around his waist.
"You never know. That first round was the most intense round of sex I've ever had. If round 2 is just as good or better, I might spread my legs for you again." Hope replied while grabbing Ryan's dick and rubbing the tip through her folds, concentrating on her clit.
Ryan smirked at Hope as he pinned her body between his and the stall before reaching between their bodies and pinching Hope's clit painfully hard. Hope cried out, and Ryan repeated the action, continuing to do so until Hope's cries turned to moans.
"That's it, Sweetheart." Ryan encouraged as he pounded his dick into Hope's pussy.
With her body still recovering from her first orgasm, and with the combination of Ryan's pounding and attention to her clit, Hope was cumming again in a matter of moments. But Ryan needed more. With Hope drunk, she was easy to guide where he wanted this night to go. If he allowed her any prolonged amount of time to sober up, then the night would be over, and he couldn't allow that. Not yet, at least. So with his free hand, Ryan undid the buttons on Hope's blouse before leaning down and capturing a nipple in between his teeth.
"Clarke… oh fuck… fuck… fuck… Clarke… don't stop!" Hope moaned.
"I don't plan to, Hope. I'm determined to make you mine by the end of the night." Ryan replied around Hope's breast.
"I'm yours… oh fuck!"
Ryan was surprised at how easily he had Hope agreeing to be his. And as she came hard and fast on his dick, Ryan slammed into her and pinned her wrists above her head while moving up to bite her neck.
"Would you do anything for me?" Ryan asked in a low voice directly in Hope's ear.
"Anything that pleases you." Hope breathed out around a moan.
"Even if I took you out onto the stage completely naked and told you to suck my dick in front of everyone?"
"If you were truly okay with other guys seeing my naked body, then yes."
"Good to know."
Everything around Hope went dark after that, and when she came to, she was tied up and gagged in the back seat of an SUV. Ryan was driving, but his eyes kept flicking to watch her in the rear view mirror. When he saw that she was awake, he gave her a smile and pulled over. After turning off the car and climbing into the back seat with her, Ryan removed the gag and pulled Hope in for a deep kiss.
"Why am I tied up, Clarke?" Hope asked, pulling away from the kiss slightly.
"Even drunk and passed out, you were putting up too much of a fight. I needed to get you into the car and this was the only way I could." Ryan replied as he ran his thumb over Hope's cheek.
"Well, I'm awake now, and not putting up a fight, so will you untie me?"
"Do you still promise to be mine if I do?"
"Sure, why not. It's not like anyone else is going to give me the most amazing sex of my life. Speaking of… how does a golem know how to fuck so well?"
"I've been around for hundreds of years, Hope. I've picked up on a few things along the way."
Hope stayed silent as Ryan untied her hands and feet. As soon as she was able to move freely she made quick work of undoing Ryan's belt and pants before straddling his waist. As she lowered herself onto his hardening dick, a surprised gasp escaped her lips.
"What's wrong?" Ryan asked as he brushed a few strands of Hope's hair behind her ear.
"You um, are kind of taking my virginity all over again." Hope said in a small voice.
"You were a virgin before last night?" Ryan asked with wide eyes.
"Yes… and it seems that my healing ability applies to all parts of my body, both internal and external. My hymen healed itself after last night, so every time we have sex, it'll be as if I'm having sex for the first time." Hope explained.
"As long as I'm the only one that gets to take your virginity over and over again, then I don't mind."
"I agreed to be yours, didn't I? Unless someone manages to kidnap me and subdue me enough to rape me, you will be the only guy who's dick gets to fill my pussy."
Ryan smirked up at her before pulling her fully down on his dick. He removed their clothes with a quickness that Hope didn't know he possessed, and then wrapped his arms tightly around her body. As she leaned down to press her lips to his, Hope wrapped her arms around Ryan's neck and ran her fingers through his hair. As the kiss deepened, Hope got lost in the feelings and missed Ryan repositioning them so that Hope was on her back and he could pound into her. And before she knew it, both she and Ryan were cumming hard and fast. As they came down from their respective highs, Ryan placed kisses along every part of Hope's body that he could easily reach. When he reached her breasts, and gave one nipple a flick of his tongue, Hope let out a soft moan which turned to a whimper when Ryan pulled away. Sitting up and pulling Hope with him, Ryan silently started redressing them both and easily lifted Hope off of his lap and into the front seat.
"Did I do something wrong?" Hope asked in a small voice as she squeezed her hands together in her lap.
"Of course not, Hope. It's just that we've had sex twice now, and neither of the locations could have been comfortable to you, so I want to get you home so we can utilize my bed." Ryan replied as he restarted the car and pulled back onto the road before reaching over the console and taking one of Hope's hands in his.
"Where exactly is home to you?"
"Since I know you won't take the sappy line of 'wherever you are', and despite knowing you probably won't believe me, I live in New Orleans. Near the French Quarter."
Hope paled at that and started shaking. Ryan spared her a quick glance and frowned when he saw how upset she was by this revelation.
"You still have family there, don't you?"
"My aunts Freya and Keelin, and a family friend/pseudo uncle Vincent. And I think Freya and Keelin have a son that they named after my father."
"And I take it you haven't been back there since getting out of Malivore."
It was a question disguised as a statement and Hope slowly shook her head. Her head swam as thoughts of how hard it was going to be to be so close to some of her family and not have them remember her. But when Ryan gave her hand a small squeeze of reassurance, she calmed down a little bit.
"We don't have to stay in New Orleans if it'll be too much for you. I should have no problem selling the apartment, so we can pack it up and go somewhere else." Ryan offered.
"Let's just take it one day at a time." Hope replied with a sigh.
"Why don't you get some sleep? I'll wake you when we get there?"
"I don't think I'll be able to sleep right now."
"And why is that?"
"I'm still a little worked up. You did sort of just… stop… in the middle of what we were doing."
Ryan glanced at Hope and moved his hand to her thigh, giving it a light squeeze.
"If it weren't such a dangerous notion, I would pleasure you while I drove." Ryan commented with a smirk.
"Or I could pleasure myself and make you suffer for leaving me like this." Hope replied before letting out a small gasp as Ryan's hand pushed her legs apart and moved to graze her pussy.
"You're mine, Hope. I'm the only one that gets to pleasure you."
Hope gripped the door handle and the console as Ryan pushed his fingers inside her. Her body temperature was rising as she neared her climax and soon enough she was tearing her clothes off so that the cool air from the AC could reach her fevered skin. But Ryan's persistent fingers made the AC useless; continually providing stimulation, but not being brought to her release. And until they reached their destination, Hope was denied further pleasure. When he stopped the car in front of an apartment building in the heart of the French Quarter, Ryan pulled Hope into his lap and held her close. He felt her arousal leave a wet spot on the bulge of his pants, and he was well aware of the fact that the young tribrid in his arms was completely naked, but he just held Hope tightly.
"Do you want to head inside?" Ryan asked as he brushed some hair away from Hope's neck and placed a lingering kiss just above her pulse point.
"Make me cum hard and fast on your dick, then we can head inside." Hope replied as she nuzzled his neck.
"The bed isn't too far away, and it's so much more comfortable." Ryan argued as his hands started to roam Hope's body.
"Please Ryan…" Hope trailed off as she started undoing the buttons on his shirt. "I'm already naked in your lap."
"I am aware of that."
Hope pulled back slightly and looked up at Ryan through her eyelashes while giving him a pout. Having Hope for himself would eventually make him powerless against the very look she was giving him, but he stayed firm. Grabbing his jacket from the back seat, Ryan silently directed Hope's arms into the sleeves before zipping it up. Hope pouted at him the entire way up to his apartment, but Ryan never gave in. They had just gotten to his apartment and Ryan was about to lift her up to carry her over the threshold when Hope stopped in her tracks and tears filled her eyes.
"Hope, what's wrong?" Ryan asked as he held her face and wiped her tears away with his thumbs.
"I used to live here. When I was a baby. With my mom and step-dad." Hope said as she peered into the apartment.
"Oh, Hope, I'm so sorry. I knew the name Kenner sounded familiar. I just didn't put it together. What can I do? Tell me what I need to do to make this better." Ryan said as he pulled Hope in for a comforting hug.
"I don't want to be the reason you have to uproot your life, Ryan." Hope muttered against his chest.
"Hope, as cheesy as this might sound, you are my life now. If you won't be able to live here with me because you have family nearby, then I'll sell it in a heartbeat and we can go somewhere, anywhere, else."
"It's not just 'nearby', Ryan. The balcony off of the little eating area is like 5, maybe 10, feet from one of the many balconies of my family's home. I could easily jump that distance and be with my family. It's why my mom and step-dad bought this place. So that I wouldn't be taken very far from my dad, but also so he couldn't get in."
"Do you want to move? Because I'm serious about doing so if that's what you want."
As Hope thought about what she wanted, she allowed Ryan to carry her over the threshold. Once they were inside with the door closed and locked behind them, Ryan set Hope down and pinned her to the wall at the bottom of the stairs. Hope looked up at Ryan and gave him a wicked smile before maneuvering out of his hold and dropping to her knees.
"Wait… Hope… don't… FUCK!"
Ryan's hands fell to the back of Hope's head and intertwined his fingers in her hair as she deep throated him. It took everything in him not to start fucking her mouth. When she had him right on the edge of cumming, Hope pulled away from Ryan and started climbing the stairs.
"I think I'm gonna head to bed. It's been a long day and I'm exhausted." Hope commented over her shoulder as she shrugged Ryan's jacket off of her shoulders so that it pooled at her elbows.
"Like hell you are." Ryan replied with a faux glare.
"You're welcome to join me."
Before Hope could make it too far past the top of the stairs, Ryan was picking her up and tossing her over his shoulder and carrying her to the bedroom. Dropping her onto the bed, Ryan threw Hope's legs apart and slammed into her as hard as he could.
"You didn't answer my question, Hope. And I don't like waiting for an answer." Ryan commented as he pounded into her.
"I don't know what I want to do yet. Other than you, of course." Hope replied coyly.
"Hope…" Ryan said with a hint of warning in his voice.
"It's a big decision, Ryan. My mind is swirling right now. Please, just let me sleep on it and I'll give you a proper answer tomorrow morning." Hope responded with a groan.
Ryan growled before pulling out of Hope. He wanted to fill her with his seed, despite knowing he wouldn't be able to get her pregnant, while she came undone beneath him, but if she wasn't going to give him an answer, he wasn't going to give her an orgasm. When Hope cried out at the loss of his dick, Ryan smirked. When she went to reach between her legs to finish getting off, Ryan grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand, and produced a set of hand cuffs from the nightstand that he used to secure Hope to the headboard.
"You like having me completely at your mercy, don't you?" Hope asked.
"Oh, I don't just like having you at my mercy, I love having you at my mercy. And you won't be cumming until you answer my question." Ryan replied as he skimmed his fingertips along the inside of her thighs but refused to move them against her pussy.
"Ryan, please." Hope begged.
"Answer my question." Ryan demanded. "Contrary to what you probably believe right now, I don't want to leave you unsatisfied all night. But I refuse to give you what you want if you don't give me what I want." He added as he moved his head between her legs and blew on her pussy.
"FUCK RYAN!" Hope cried out as her hips bucked up, seeking friction.
"You know what you need to do, Hope." Ryan said while draping Hope's legs over his shoulders.
"I don't want to move away from New Orleans permanently. But until we find a way to bring my family's memories of me back, I won't be able to handle being so close to them without them knowing who I am." Hope said as her thighs shook in anticipation.
"So you want New Orleans to be our home base. I can live with that." Ryan agreed before devouring Hope's pussy.