Work Promotion 3

    Grelle stormed over to Ciel and grabbed his hair. "Who the hell is this, Sebastian?" Ciel winced, the woman had sharper fingernails than her teeth. 
    Sebastian let out a wary sigh, and kissed his wife on the forehead, clearly disgusted by the action. "Grell, my love, this is my new assistant." he smiled and gently detached her(?) hand from Ciel's hair. "This is Ciel Phantomhive." 
     Grell was in euphoria from the kiss that Sebastian had planted on her. Ciel rubbed his head, staring at the expression she gave. Some blood began to dribble from her nose. He handed her a tissue out of curtesy.  "A pleasure to meet you Mrs. Michaelis."
   He gave a smile and she scrutinized his face. She pulled at the boy's cheek, giving a disgusted sneer. "He isn't attractive at all!" 
    Sebastian seemed to have been angered by that comment. "Grell, do NOT be rude." he snarled, and Grell stared at him blankly. Ciel watched, oddly amused.
    "Sebastian, darling, I have every right to suspect you are cheating on me!" 
     Ciel gazed curiously at her. After all this she had walked in on... She now suspects Michaelis is cheating on her? What an idiotic girl. 
     She strode over to the desk, and glared at all the... toys that her husband had set out for his affair. Sebastian raised an eyebrow as she picked all of the items up, and dumped them in a garbage can. "I will be doing a weekly inspection, and I want NONE of this stuff to be in here. Got that?" 
     Ciel nodded, grateful that this scarlet woman was his savior from being molested by his boss. Grell smirked at Sebastian and winked, doing that weird hand signal where the middle and forefinger go down. She stuck her tongue out too, biting it. Ciel wondered how it wasn't bleeding; her teeth were like needles.
    As she left, Sebastian walked over to the trash can and sighed. He muttered something and walked back over to Ciel. "Unfortunately, my dear Ciel, we are not able to use your supplies, but we can still complete your work without. It will just be very distasteful." 
     Ciel's eye widened. "Wait, so your wife is already suspecting you of disloyalty and dishonestly, which is completely true, and you're already trying to put me to bed with you?"
     "Well, duh." 
     Ciel stared at him in disbelief. "You have got to be kidding." 
     Sebastian moved closer, bending down to Ciel's height and cupping his chin. He placed a kiss on the boy's nose and smiled. "I am not. I do not care Grell. He is annoying and I have no interest in someone clingy like him."
     Ciel's head was swelling with questions, and he almost felt dizzy. "He? Him? Sir, did I hear you correctly?" Ciel demanded. 
    Sebastian nodded, a smirk pulling at the corners of his pale lips. "He. You really thought that monster was a woman? He is an ugly creature, no matter which gender. I am only wed to him as a publicity stunt, that and his boss, who acts as a father, has a good company I would love to ally with. Love doesn't matter. It is all about business." 
    Ciel glowered at him. "Business? So what am I? A whore?" Sebastian laughed, and enmity blossomed in Ciel. "Well, Michaelis?" 
    Sebastian put a finger to his lips, and closed an eye in a wink. "You're an exception." 
    "Am I now?" Ciel growled, but his cheeks flushed a little pink. 
    "Now, Ciel, you may not like me now, but in time you will. I am a man of my word." 
    "Well the wedding vows mean nothing, how do I know any of your words have any meaning behind them except for, 'hey, you look good. Let's have sex.'"
    "Well that meaning is certainly behind most words. I mean, look at you." 
     Ciel blushed beet red and glanced down, embarrassed by his actions. But still; he would refuse to succumb to his boss' seduction! Sebastian leaned in for a kiss, but Ciel covered his lips. 
    "No?"
     Ciel pursed his lips, and he scowled. "No." 
     Sebastian nodded, and sat in a blue velvet chair. He snatched Ciel's hand and pulled him into his lap, squeezing him in a tight embrace. "You sure?" Sebastian asked, peppering Ciel's neck with little kisses. 
     Ciel, this time, seemed impassive by the act. He looked out the window. Sebastian started to remove his shirt, a button at a time at a deathly slow rate. He was waiting for a pale skinny hand to clutch his, begging to stop. But nothing happened. 
     Sebastian's dark eyes narrowed. The reason he chose this one was because the boy seemed emotionless. He wanted reactions. Ciel seemed to just let him do what he wanted without flinching. 
    Sebastian slid a hand up the boy's chest, feeling a semi-rapid heartbeat. So the boy was affected, but cleverly hiding it. He started to suck on Ciel's neck, leaving a small mark. The heart rate rose a little, but as soon as he stopped, it died down. 
    He felt himself smirk as the rate increased rapidly when he slid a finger or two down his employee's pants. "Now, you do not seem to be upset. Perhaps we should go a bit further?" 
    Ciel looked a him. "Ummm... No. I'm not like you, bastard." 
     "Describe me." 
     "A man who used his power and wealth to manipulate others for his own dirty needs and desires."
     "Where are the good qualities?" 
     "There are none." 
     "I'm hurt." 
      Ciel smirked a bit, and smacked Sebastian on his cheek. Sebastian looked at him in shock, caressing his abused cheekbone.  "Please, don't try to fool yourself. You're just another greedy bastard."
      Sebastian pushed him off his lap and pinned him to the wall. His eyes glowed in a malicious manner, and he seemed almost demonic. "Finally, someone sees me for who the hell I really am."
      Ciel was caught off guard. The most he expected was to be fired. But this... He really got caught in the lion's den. 

~~later~~

    Claude stared bleakly at Alois, who was busily working at his desk. It was almost time for the blonde to depart home with his beautiful friend, Ciel Phantomhive. Ciel had that one brilliant blue eye, and a nice figure, for a boy. He already knew the boss had claimed that one at the board meeting, and he was stuck with Alois. Wonderful. 
    He studied the boy, who was busy creating a few templates on his computer. He had pale blue eyes, which weren't as lovely as Ciel's but gorgeous none the less. He had dark eyelashes for a boy with pale blonde hair, which made it look like he was wearing mascara, but he didn't. It was natural.
     Ciel had a rather monotonous voice unless he was passionate about something, but Alois was always ecstatic. He had mood swings, for sure, but Claude liked seeing him go through it. It was cute how angry he would get after being close to tears earlier. 
    Perhaps I can ask him to go to dinner..., Claude thought. As he got up and began walking, Ciel came out, covered in marks and his under shirt was inside out. So the boss had his way with him? Shame...
    Claude looked closely, and Alois' expression turned from curious, to excited. The blonde jumped on Ciel, hugging him. He was furiously nodding his head and as he walked away, Alois was chattering. Claude could only hear bits and pieces but heard; "date, love to, 8:30, and Chinese." 
     Claude thought about it, but realized Ciel would never go on a date with Alois. Approaching the blonde, he grinned slightly. "Hi, Mr. Trancy..." 
     "I told you to call me Alois, Mr. F!"
     "Okay, Alois. Would you like to come with me to dinner on Friday?"
     Alois looked a little upset. "Sorry Mr. F, I have a date that day... Thank you though! I have to go, I don't want to be late for the play!" 
    As Alois ran off, Claude sat back at his desk and sighed. No date for him, he guessed. Damn that Phantomhive boy...