His Sweet Boy

Chapter 5

AN: I'm sorry for any delay work is getting my busy and before you ask no I haven't played any of my game, I've been entirely focused on writing.

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The plan started out great until Ben asked for a red wristband from the burly bouncer at the door.

"What name am I putting on the band?" The gruff male voice asked.

"E-Eric, Eric Nordstrom." Ben stuttered out.

The bouncer looked up from writing and arched an eyebrow.

"Nice try kid. It's not gonna work though Eric hasn't taken a sub in months. Let me get you a yellow one and you can approach him on your own."

"No, no give me a white one then."

"A white one, really?"

"Yea.." Ben quaked all his courage leaving him.

"Hold up," Harley called from where she was standing on the other side already having gotten a yellow wristband. "You gotta stop being a doormat Ben. He wants a red wristband with Eric's name on it."

"Look, lady, it's not gonna happen, Eric would have told me if he was expecting anyone. And knowing him he would have picked up his sub himself. I'm not about to get in trouble just so you can try and get your kicks with the boss."

Harley rolled her eyes at the bouncer's response.

"Because, obviously, Eric didn't realize we were coming tonight. Why don't you go get your boss and we can talk to him about this."

"Hell no, you two aren't getting it, my job is to keep the riffraff out so you either take a different color or go on home."

"Like hell, we're going anywhere!" Harley's voice had risen to a half shout and Ben noticed they were attracting unwanted attention.

"Harley, maybe we should just go, obviously Eric doesn't want to see me."

"Fuck no, we're not going." Harley snapped back at Ben.

"What seems to be the problem over here?" A new voice said.

The group turned to see Darryl walking over to them. Ben wasn't sure whether to sigh in relief or tense up even more.

"Well hello there Ben, you look good, here to see Eric?" Darryl said, immediately recognizing the boy.

Ben nodded, biting his lip and unable to meet the man's eyes.

"Great, I know Eric will be excited to see you. Hey Dave, can you grab him a red wristband and put Eric's name on it then I'll escort them in."

The bouncer scowled but did as he was told, and they were soon through the door, and on their way to find Eric.

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Eric moved through the dungeon side of his club and monitored as well as his distracted brain would let him. Every time he turned he expected to see Ben and was immediately disappointed when his sweet boy wasn't there. Shit, he needed to stop thinking of Ben as his. He was never coming back.

As he walked around his eyes caught on a mop of brown hair at about the right height facing away from him. Eric's heart picked up but then fell as he noticed what the figure was wearing.

Ben would never wear a black crop top, with mesh underneath it and what looked to be dark red leather pants. But damn whoever this guy was had an amazing ass. Maybe they would make a good distraction but no, the guy was wearing a red wristband, damn.