His grin broke even wider as he chuckled, watching with pleasure as Ari began on his shirt. He ran his hand through Ari's hair, savoring the feeling of the silky strands between his fingers and pulled him even closer, regardless if that just made Ari's task of unbuttoning his shirt even more difficult. What did it matter when they had all the time in the world? Well - at least until dawn before the workers arrived.
All that - the thrill of being alone with Ari, the pleasure of finally seeing him at the end of the day – vanished when the door slammed open. His heart dropped into the pit of his stomach when he followed Ari's gaze over his shoulder and to - was that...?! "Shit." He swore at almost the exact same moment as Ari.
Whether it was by reflex or just quick to react, Ben placed a hand on Ari's chest and pushed him backward. Nevermind if Ari was taller than him, it was Ben's prayer to Merlin that the shadows had hid Ari's face from his former customer. It helped that he felt Ari retreat as well; Ben stepped into the doorway and he could feel the hair rise on the back of his neck as a surge of anger overtook him. In two strides he approached him, wand out, though it was still pointed towards the ground, ready to cast an incarceration spell on him if need be.
His eyes flashed and his face contorted into barely controlled rage as he towered over the young man on the floor, his expression promising violence. "You have less than ten seconds to explain what you are doing here, Mr. Holm," he thundered, his voice on the verge of a snarl. As if by cue, sparks crackled from his wand and hit the floor beneath him.
All that - the thrill of being alone with Ari, the pleasure of finally seeing him at the end of the day – vanished when the door slammed open. His heart dropped into the pit of his stomach when he followed Ari's gaze over his shoulder and to - was that...?! "Shit." He swore at almost the exact same moment as Ari.
Whether it was by reflex or just quick to react, Ben placed a hand on Ari's chest and pushed him backward. Nevermind if Ari was taller than him, it was Ben's prayer to Merlin that the shadows had hid Ari's face from his former customer. It helped that he felt Ari retreat as well; Ben stepped into the doorway and he could feel the hair rise on the back of his neck as a surge of anger overtook him. In two strides he approached him, wand out, though it was still pointed towards the ground, ready to cast an incarceration spell on him if need be.
His eyes flashed and his face contorted into barely controlled rage as he towered over the young man on the floor, his expression promising violence. "You have less than ten seconds to explain what you are doing here, Mr. Holm," he thundered, his voice on the verge of a snarl. As if by cue, sparks crackled from his wand and hit the floor beneath him.
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