𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐓

✟~₮₩Ɇ₦₮Ɏ~✟

"What was the herb called?" Lady Red pried. "If it works that easy, it's the ingredient I've been searching for!"

Sebstian smiled at the Sigma. "I'm not sure, but perhaps we could visit my hometown one day to see if she still grows it."

"I'll have Grell plan the trip!"

Sebastian bowed and excused himself to check back up on Ciel. On his way, he passed Grell. The Beta stopped him with a mischievous grin.

"We meet yet again, bassy." The red butler smirked in a flirtatious tone.

Sebastian cringed at the nickname. "A brief meeting. I must be off."

Grell stuck an arm in his way. "Bassy, you're wasting your time with that brat. You should find someone...more submissive." They gave him an insinuating wink.

Sebastian scoffed, pushing the butler's arm away. "Weak is not my interest, and the relationship with the young master is strictly professional!"

Grell raised a sarcastic brow. "So, those hickeys are professional?"

Sebastian's breath hitched, and his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment of being caught. However, it was none of Grell's business what he did with Ciel. It was merely following orders.

"Ah, so it was you!" Grell smirked. "I'm almost jealous."

"It's none of your concern."

Grell pushed their limits. "What is Ciel to you, hm?"

Sebastian grew frustrated and snapped, "Nothing more than an employer!"

The butler was taken back with Sebastian's sudden irritation. The raven butler carried on, leaving Grell in the hall slightly offended. Grell was a submissive Beta, having no strength or power. They were nothing like Ciel — powerful and demanding.

Though the teen was an Omega, he could take care of himself. He knew what he wanted when he wanted it, and if anyone defied him, they were to be punished. He could tease better than any Alpha — that was what Sebastian admired most about him.

As the butler carried on, he was spooked to see Ciel waiting at the end of the hall behind the corner. It was clear he heard the conversation between the butlers, and he wasn't too impressed.

"Just an employer?" He quoted.

Sebastian stuttered, "W-Wait, young master, I—"

Ciel grabbed his collar and yanked him down to his eye level. "I'm not your employer — I'm your owner."

Sebastian's knees went weak. He shrunk under the Omega's stare, and he loved the feeling — he loved being owned. Ciel craved for the Alpha to submit to him. It was nature turning against itself.

"You are a submissive mutt, aren't you?" Ciel teased. "You love it when I hurt you."

Sebastian pulled away from him. "Young master, please, don't tease. We must have you greeting guests soon."

Ciel eyed him. "Fine, but this conversation isn't over."

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Would you rather be Omega, Beta, Alpha, or Sigma?

Sigma, cause I'd rather be expected to be smart and learn rather than mating. 😭

Toodles~