Broken English (Student/Teacher Zarry&LiLo)

An Emergency

***WARNING: MATURE SCENES***

Song of the Chapter: Gods and Monsters by Lana Del Rey

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*Harry's POV*

"Ryder. Get off." I growled, pulling Ryder off the guy beneath him.

Ryder was still punching by the time I got him slammed up against the wall. "Back. Off." I jammed my pointer finger into his chest.

I turned and waltzed over to the cops that were here trying to break up the fight with a smile plastered on my face.

I held my hands up as if in surrender. "I am so terribly sorry officer. He forgot to take his meds this morning and my friend let him out of the house. I promise it won't happen again."

The officer gave me a pointed look as if to think about my proposition. "Alright. He gets a warning, but...if this happens again then I'll have to take him in, okay?" He placed a few fingers on my chest to make sure I understood.

"Yes. Of course officer. I'll take him home now." I nodded my head at him before heading towards the brick wall where I left Ryder.

"Get in the car now." I hissed and pointed to my car.

He grumbled and crossed his arms yet still made his way over to my sleek, black Volvo, slamming the door after him.

"Ryder. I've known you for several years, but this behavior is inexcusable. Rule one is stay away from the cops. You know this!" I reprimanded him.

"Harry. He picked a fight with me."

"Ya? And how did he do that?" I asked, rolling my eyes.

"He stole from me and- he just stole from me."

"And?"

"Just stay out of it Harold!" Ryder yelled, leaning his head up against the glass.

"You're out."

"What?" He looked at me in shock.

"I said you're out. We can't keep you in the business if you keep having run-ins with the cops for no reason." I said nonchalantly.

"But you can't do that!" He screamed.

"Actually I can, and just did."

"No please. I'll tell you, just please don't kick me out." Ryder begged, placing a hand on my thigh.

"Go on." I urged.

"He insulted you. Said you come onto anyone that passes by. That's not true! You are not a prostitute. Then he shoved me and grabbed my wallet." Ryder said quite passionately.

I nodded and pulled into the alleyway that leads to one of my lesser known headquarters.

"You mean he told you that I do this to everyone?" I placed a hand on his thigh slowly moving it up and squeezing.

"N-not exactly s-sir." Ryder stuttered, his face bright red.

"Then what?" I asked innocently. "This?" I leaned over and connected our lips while I rubbed up and down his leg.

Ryder relaxed into the kiss, grabbing the curls at the nape of my neck. I climbed over the middle consol so I could straddle Ryder. Slowly, I unbuttoned his shirt which was tucked into his pants. My lips brushed against his jaw then kissed down his neck, collarbone, and chest.

"That's what h-he said...you do to ev-everyone." Ryder moaned pulling my curls.

"Mmm." I hummed against his v-line.

"H-Harry what if someone sees." Ryder squirmed under my touch.

I reached for the lever that puts the seat into a horizontal position and pulled. "No one will see a thing. Just relax."

Ryder groaned, letting his head smack against the headrest. I smirked, tucking myself into the foot space as I pulled down his jeans and boxers.

"Harry?"

I looked up at Ryder's concerned face. "Yes Rye?"

"Why the sudden interest?" He gulped, sweating a bit.

I chuckled. "You think I haven't noticed you ogling me? I know you're interested."

He blushed beet red. "Oh... I didn't know it was that obvious."

I smiled and locked eyes with him as I took his length in my mouth. He shivered. Slowly I moved up and down, using my hand to clench what my mouth couldn't hold. He moaned and clutched the side of his seat while the other hand pressed up against the car window. My tongue swirled around him while I massaged his thighs with my hands.

Ryder started fidgeting and bucking his hips for more contact. "More." He moaned, pushing my head down further.

I closed my eyes and relaxed my throat as he thrusted in. I began bobbing up and down quicker.

"Fuck." Ryder cursed, scratching the window. "Faster."

I removed my lips and he murmured at the loss of contact.

"You're very demanding Rye. Didn't know you had it in you."

My mouth closed back around his length and I quickly finished him off.

"Ah. Harry. Your mouth is utopia." Ryder raving.

I swallowed and wiped my mouth. "I would certainly hope so."

"So uh. What does this mean?" Ryder asked, zipping up his pants.

"It means a gave you a bangin' blow job." I said crawling over the middle consol and into the driver seat.

"I meant for us." Ryder stared at me while he buttoned his shirt up.

"What do you want it to mean?" I asked, tapping my fingers on the steering wheel.

"Well..." Ryder looked away a bit shy.

"Don't be shy. I just sucked your dick for godsake!" I laughed.

He went even redder. "Don't say that."

"It's true Rye. I did."

"Okay. I was hoping that this could lead to something more. Something...something romantic?"

I smiled. "You know I have a boyfriend right?"

"I don't care. I'm a selfish bastard." Ryder leaned over to kiss me, smiling as he did.

"Well... Maybe we can work something out." I winked. "Time to go inside."

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A/N: aren't I sweet? *cackles* ily

Until Next Time,

~~~~~It's Zen.