Can I Help You Officer? Chapter 2 2/?
Title: Can I Help You Officer?
Author: spark13223
Rating: NC-17 (eventually)
Pairing: Ryan/Brendon
POV: Third
Summary: Ryan gets pulled over by a cop. He's then sent to the station where he meets Officer Brendon Boyd Urie.
Disclaimer: This isn't real, not true, don't own it blah blah blah
Author Note:Enjoy! :) Sorry about the short chapter
Brendon knows he is screwed as soon as he sees this boy.
He’s been working at the police station for 6 months now and has already gotten used to it. He likes most of the people he works with and so far everything is great. Until this boy comes in.
“Hey rookie,” yells Pete.
“Yeah,” says Brendon from the store room.
“Come take care of this guy. I got to go see my wife.” Brendon smiles. Ashlee is awesome and Pete is lucky to have her.
“Ok. See you later Peter,” says Brendon with a smirk. Pete hates being called Peter.
“Fine then, see you then Boyd.” Brendon rolls his eyes. They’re even now. He hears Pete put down a folder and leave. Brendon walks out, grabs the folder and looks at this boy.
“Hi there.”He internally gasps as the boy looks up at him. This boy is amazing. He has honey eyes, beautiful clear skin, and a hot skinny frame. He realizes he wants this boy. This boy is hot.
“Um…Hi,” says the boy back. “What’s your name?”
“I’m Brendon. You?” Brendon really wants to know.
“Ryan,” Brendon smiles.
“How old are you?” Brendon laughs. Everyone thinks he’s 16 or something.
“Odd question. I’m18. You?” He really wants this boy to be around his age.
“17.”
“Cool,” says Brendon. He might have a tiny chance with this boy. “So why are you here?” This boy doesn’t look like a criminal.
“I don’t know why I was pulled over, but the fact that my car and I smell like weed is not my fault. My friends were doing weed in my car and I had to clean them up. Please don’t arrest me,” begs the boy. Brendon gulps. He really doesn’t want to arrest this boy. Maybe he can prove that Ryan is innocent and still get a shot with him. An idea springs into his head. It’s required to search people who are suspected of drug use. Maybe he can use this to his advantage.
“I’m going to have to search you first.”
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Ryan swallows. Ok, there is a really hot guy about to touch my entire body and I can’t get hard. Fuck. Ryan nods.
“Ok. Should I just…”
“Stand against the wall,” replies Brendon. “I’m sorry if this makes you uncomfortable, it’s required.” Ryan nods and does. Brendon comes up behind him. “Spread your legs.” Ryan does. “Ok. I’m just going to pat you down now. Hands on your head please.” Ryan complies. Brendon starts patting down his arms. Ryan breathes slowly through his nose. Brendon runs his fingers through Ryan’s hair and lightly tugs. Ryan breathes harder. Brendon reaches foreword and pats down his chest and then down his back.
“Um… I need to check… down there. That ok,” asks Brendon. Ryan swallows and nods. “Ok. I’ll check your legs first.” Brendon reaches down and pats his legs down. Then he rises up and checks Ryan’s ass. Ryan focuses of calming down. He’s slightly hard and is really turned on. Brendon then reaches around and grips Ryan’s crotch. Ryan bites his lip. He feels himself getting so hard. Then Brendon stands up. “You’re clean. I just need to do a drug test.” Brendon grabs a breath gun. “Blow.”
“Ok,” replies Ryan. He looks down and sighs in relief. His cock doesn’t show through his jeans no matter how tight they are. He places his mouth on it and blows. He pulls his mouth off and Brendon checks it. After a few moments Brendon smiles.
“Yay! You’re clean.”
“Why is that a good thing,” asks a confused Ryan. Brendon gives him a sly smile.
“Because now I can do this.” Brendon pulls Ryan’s face towards his and locks their lips together
Chapter 3
Author: spark13223
Rating: NC-17 (eventually)
Pairing: Ryan/Brendon
POV: Third
Summary: Ryan gets pulled over by a cop. He's then sent to the station where he meets Officer Brendon Boyd Urie.
Disclaimer: This isn't real, not true, don't own it blah blah blah
Author Note:Enjoy! :) Sorry about the short chapter
Brendon knows he is screwed as soon as he sees this boy.
He’s been working at the police station for 6 months now and has already gotten used to it. He likes most of the people he works with and so far everything is great. Until this boy comes in.
“Hey rookie,” yells Pete.
“Yeah,” says Brendon from the store room.
“Come take care of this guy. I got to go see my wife.” Brendon smiles. Ashlee is awesome and Pete is lucky to have her.
“Ok. See you later Peter,” says Brendon with a smirk. Pete hates being called Peter.
“Fine then, see you then Boyd.” Brendon rolls his eyes. They’re even now. He hears Pete put down a folder and leave. Brendon walks out, grabs the folder and looks at this boy.
“Hi there.”He internally gasps as the boy looks up at him. This boy is amazing. He has honey eyes, beautiful clear skin, and a hot skinny frame. He realizes he wants this boy. This boy is hot.
“Um…Hi,” says the boy back. “What’s your name?”
“I’m Brendon. You?” Brendon really wants to know.
“Ryan,” Brendon smiles.
“How old are you?” Brendon laughs. Everyone thinks he’s 16 or something.
“Odd question. I’m18. You?” He really wants this boy to be around his age.
“17.”
“Cool,” says Brendon. He might have a tiny chance with this boy. “So why are you here?” This boy doesn’t look like a criminal.
“I don’t know why I was pulled over, but the fact that my car and I smell like weed is not my fault. My friends were doing weed in my car and I had to clean them up. Please don’t arrest me,” begs the boy. Brendon gulps. He really doesn’t want to arrest this boy. Maybe he can prove that Ryan is innocent and still get a shot with him. An idea springs into his head. It’s required to search people who are suspected of drug use. Maybe he can use this to his advantage.
“I’m going to have to search you first.”
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Ryan swallows. Ok, there is a really hot guy about to touch my entire body and I can’t get hard. Fuck. Ryan nods.
“Ok. Should I just…”
“Stand against the wall,” replies Brendon. “I’m sorry if this makes you uncomfortable, it’s required.” Ryan nods and does. Brendon comes up behind him. “Spread your legs.” Ryan does. “Ok. I’m just going to pat you down now. Hands on your head please.” Ryan complies. Brendon starts patting down his arms. Ryan breathes slowly through his nose. Brendon runs his fingers through Ryan’s hair and lightly tugs. Ryan breathes harder. Brendon reaches foreword and pats down his chest and then down his back.
“Um… I need to check… down there. That ok,” asks Brendon. Ryan swallows and nods. “Ok. I’ll check your legs first.” Brendon reaches down and pats his legs down. Then he rises up and checks Ryan’s ass. Ryan focuses of calming down. He’s slightly hard and is really turned on. Brendon then reaches around and grips Ryan’s crotch. Ryan bites his lip. He feels himself getting so hard. Then Brendon stands up. “You’re clean. I just need to do a drug test.” Brendon grabs a breath gun. “Blow.”
“Ok,” replies Ryan. He looks down and sighs in relief. His cock doesn’t show through his jeans no matter how tight they are. He places his mouth on it and blows. He pulls his mouth off and Brendon checks it. After a few moments Brendon smiles.
“Yay! You’re clean.”
“Why is that a good thing,” asks a confused Ryan. Brendon gives him a sly smile.
“Because now I can do this.” Brendon pulls Ryan’s face towards his and locks their lips together
Chapter 3