Chapter 3: The Kitty's Claws

Sebastian strolled into the living and looked over the pristine black and white furniture. He had expected to find his boss completely livid with angry and destroying the flat once again. But Jim just say quietly in his chair staring at the television screen watching a news cast, with the sound off. It was about a big time business boss who had committed suicide with a bullet wound to the head. Sebastian was thankful for the quick clean up but he was still scared shitless. His boss had not moved since he had walked in. He just stared at the TV screen, mostly likely not taking any of the information in because the sound was off. The sniper imagine all the various types of torture that could be running through the madman's head and chills random his spine (and to other places but Sebastian would never acknowledge that).

"Boss?...I am back"

His voiced croaked the words out. His nerves left his throat dry and scratchy.

"Took you long enough. You spent 3 hours on a simple scare-job and managed to fuck it up"

His voice was low and quiet but the force and anger behind his voice seemed to shake the air. He stood up and faced Sebastian. There was no emotion to be seen on his face. He didn't seem at the least bit surprised.

"I am sorry Boss. I did not expect him to come back with a gun"

"and you couldn't have taken the gun away from him? He can't have been moving that fast. He weighs the same as 3 baby baluga whales! Look at him."

He gestured toward the screen which showed a picture of and his wife. They both wore hideous Christmas sweaters and wore sickeningly fake smiles.

"Where did he even GET the gun"

"He pulled it from Gellori's belt, sir"

"Well, FANTASTIC! I have two idiots working for me. I should tie your intestines together! Then you guys could be an even dumber version of Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum!"

Sebastian stood there anger rising in his throat. He did not need to stand here for this. He was going to get shot for goodness sake. He didn't dare move though. The man in front of him looked capable of tearing heads off live bodies and he wasn't prepared to be his first victim.

"That's right. Stand there and take it in. You're useless. No wonder you joined the army! You obviously don't have any brains up there to do actual thinking."

"Are you done?"

As quickly as the words had left his mouth Jim rushed forward and back handed Sebastian. There was so much force in the hit that the sniper felt as if his head spun the full 360. Sebastian regained his balance, his eyes bloodthirsty. He leaned down and punched his aggressor in the stomach. Sebastian felt the air leave his employers body and watched as he stumbled back. Jim, more angered than shocked by the blow, glared at the blonde. He straightened up and smirked.

"Oh, I see. The tiger is finally getting his claws back. I wondered how long you would remain a little docile kitten."

Sebastian gawked at Jim, wide eyed. Was this really just a game to him? Was the goal just to break him and kick him till he fought back? Sebastian though of all the possibilities. Maybe this was a way to make a strong solider or to see if he were worthy. Or maybe Jim was just that much of an ass.

Moriarty smirked once again and rushed forward head first and rammed Sebastian into the wall, knocking the air out of him. Sebastian struggled for dominance as the small Irish man punched and clawed. His nails digging into Sebastian skin drawing blood and each punch leaving a new bruise. After what seemed like forever Sebastian manage to force his knee up between Moriarty's legs incapacitating the man long enough to gain control and flip the position. Sebastian pinned his boss' wrist to the wall with a low growl. The smaller man struggle beneath Sebastian with no avail. He eventually gave up and stared defiantly in the snipers eyes.

"Who's the kitten now?"

He towered over his boss. A smile tugged at his lips and he felt the satisfaction of pinning the small man down. It gave him some sort of power of the man he didn't have before and he liked it. He could get used to this feeling. Sebastian Moran actually toyed with the idea of pinning a certain irish man to another surface and asserting his dominance.

"Well?"

Moriarty looked up with his large black puppy dog eyes expectantly. His pupils were blown with desire. Sebastian opened his mouth to question it but his boss stretched up and captured the words in his mouth.

At first, Sebastian froze in shock. The smaller man seized this moment of weakness to free his wrists and wrap his arms around the snipers neck. The sniper responded by hoisting the man up and pushing him harder into the wall, deepening the kiss. Moriarty moaned as he felt the sniper push up against him and grabbed a fistful of hair. He pulled on Sebastian's hair elicting a sexy growl that immediately turned into a moan as he attacked the snipers exposed neck. After marking the taller man Jim returned to Sebastian's lips biting at them before probing with his tongue. Sebastian welcomed the kiss and pushed Jim harder into the wall rutting and moaning. He kissed the man rough on the mouth for what seemed like an eternity until Sebastian had to break the kiss for air.

The moment Sebastian broke for air Moriarty pushed the man away and dropped gracefully back to his feet. He straightened out his suit and smoothed back his hair before walking over to his laptop picking it up and going into his office.

Sebastian watched the man in disbelief. He was tempted to chase after him and toss onto the nearest surface. He toyed with the idea in his mind and just as he was about to act upon it Jim called from the room

"Oh and please do remember what happens when you decide to be generous with your blood"

Sebastian suddenly became aware of the warm blood that slid down his arm and soaked up in his shirt. He ran to the bathroom hoping that no drops had found it's way to the ground. He sat in the bathroom with a bottle of vodka, cleaning out his wound and stitched it shut. He stared at his reflection in the mirror and smiled. Jim was right. He had been a little kitten afraid of his master for too long. The tiger had his claws back.

A/N: So I had this chapter and didn't realize I didn't upload it. Woops. Well here it is...Yay Sexual Tension!