Career Adjustment
Synopsis: Due to an "accident" at Shinra tower, everyone is now fired until further notice.
"I don't want people to think my executives are lazy, so I have managed to get jobs for you all. Reach into the box and pull out a new profession," he said, lips curled into a grin that could rival the Cheshire cat.
Warnings: Mature humor, crude humor, language, eventual smut, Lazard's mouth
A/N: This story is not dead! It will be updated regularly now that I have my life back. All major assignments are done and the internship complete!I am so sorry I have not been updating but I will. Please comment if you're enjoying this! Thank you
Lazard stared at the honey bee Inn with gritted teeth and clenched fist. His manicured nails were on the verge of puncturing his palms when Angeal softy grasped his shoulder. He gave him an understanding look and offered a slight smile.
"I promise to do my best to make sure you'll be comfortable," the dark haired SOLDIER said softly.
Lazard snickered at the sentiment.
"Whatever," he snapped. He walked up to the doors and roughly flung them open.
Angeal figured he should keep up with the enraged man lest his temper get out of control. He followed him inside and was surprised to see the place was actually pretty grand. He hadn't been expecting much since the outside was lacking.
The heavy doors slammed closed behind them and it wasn't long before the infamous Don Corneo appeared at the top of the staircase.
"Welcome!" the big man bellowed. As he made his way downstairs, his working girls trailed behind him. It made for an impressive sight as at least forty girls dressed in various states of lingerie followed behind him.
"Dirty bitches," Lazard mumbled under his breath.
Angeal sighed, but he didn't really expect his snippy boss to behave any different.
"Welcome to the Honey bee Inn!" Don said again once he made his way down the stairs.
"Um...nice to meet you," Angeal said.
"Likewise! I can't believe I'm standing next to one of the greatest SOLDIER to ever exist!"
Lazard rolled his eyes.
"He's so handsome," a girl holding a suitcase beside him said. Another one agreed.
The Don's face was suddenly very red and he turned abruptly on his heels to face the girls that were ogling the SOLDIER.
"Hey! Aren't you bitches gonna miss me?" he whined. The girls didn't even hear him.
"Bye Don!" One girl said as she dropped the man's suitcase, which accidently fell on his foot.
His wails of pain went unheard as the girl squealed and started to surround the SOLDIER.
Angeal soon found himself landlocked around the girls, with two of them grasping his arms.
"Oh my, you're so tall!" A blond next to him commented.
"And handsome! Don't forget fucking handsome!" another added.
The Don tried to regain his composure.
"Hey girls!" he yelled.
"What!" they all retorted.
The Don fidgeted with his hands. "Aren't you gonna say goodbye to daddy?"
"Bye," came the lackluster departing from the girls before they turned their attention to Angeal.
"So are you our new pimp?" a brunette asked anxiously.
"Um…yes?" Angeal replied and the girls all cheered with joy.
Lazard stood in the corner shaking his head at the display.
"Only dumb bitches would get excited about a new fucking pimp. I really am back in slum hell," he said.
One of the girls nearby him heard his remark and fixed him a glare.
"And who the fuck are you, bitch?" she snapped.
Lazard was immediately offended and ready to defend himself.
"Listen, cunt," he spat out vulgarly.
"Hey!" Angeal said. "Easy on that word."
Lazard ignored the man and kept his sharp blue eyes focused on the pair of equally fierce green ones he was staring down.
"I've been waiting all fucking day for an excuse to fuck some dumb bitch up and you just so happened to step into my line of vision!" Lazard snapped.
The green eyed girl rolled her eyes and stepped up even closer to him.
"Look you four eyed piece of shit. Don't be coming up in here thinkin' you bad or something, 'cause I will put you in your place, bitch!" She retorted
"Lazard, just let it go," Angeal said, even though he knew Lazard wouldn't take his advice. The man was way too proud to let some whore talk to him like that.
The blond smirked and stepped up to the fast talking girl. "If we're talking about putting people in their places, then yours should be kneeling on your fucking rough ass knees sucking my fucking goddamned eight inch cock until you choke on it."
"Lazard!" Angeal yelled in reprimand. Leave it to Lazard to go too damn far. Angeal made it through the crowd of women and over to the young woman Lazard had just insulted. Needless to say, she had fallen silent after that and Angeal hoped she wasn't crying. Once he reached her, he gently grabbed her shoulders and turned her to face him.
"Are you okay young…"
He paused once he realized that the girl wasn't crying, but blushing deeply.
"I've never been so turned on," she said softly.
Angeal frowned and released her. He shot a look at Lazard and the man smirked.
"Sometimes you have to speak to them like that or they'll never respect you," Lazard stated.
"Hey!" came the Don's voice from the center of the room. "I'm leaving now so good riddance to you traitors!"
"Bye!" they said before excitedly huddling around Angeal. The SOLDIER tried to call out to Don Corneo.
"Wait, you can't leave yet! I don't know how to run an establishment like this!" his voice barely resonating above forty high pitched female voices.
"The clients come, you take the money, they fuck the bitches, and then they get the fuck out! It's that easy!" the Don yelled bitterly. He cast one last look over his shoulder at his girls that had betrayed him and headed for the door.
"Goodbye you ungrateful whores!" he screamed, though a few tears trailed down his fat cheeks. He slammed the door shut and left Angeal to his own devices.
As Angeal was being mauled by the girls, Lazard took it upon himself to explore the mansion. When he was a child living in the slums with his mother, she had warned him to never wander or play in this area, so he never did. This was the first time he was seeing the Honey Bee Inn from the inside and though it was decently designed, the placed reeked of sweat, heat and sex. It seeped through the walls and hung in the air, thick and dense. He walked around until he reached a black door.
Curious, he grabbed the golden handle and pushed the door open. The next thing he knew, steam had engulfed him and fogged up his glasses.
"Shit."
Once the mist died down and his glasses weren't fogged up, he stepped forward and was meet was such a gorgeous sight he could pass out. It was a room full of large gorgeous baths, but the loveliest creatures were lounging in them. Each tub was graced with a group of gorgeous women. Most of them had long hair that settled on top of the water and mingled with the other girls.
"Holy shit," he said shocked. As he eyes scanned the room, he stopped on one particular beauty he couldn't pass up. She was mostly submerged with her friends, but she stared at him so intently he actually felt nervous! Her eyes were such a light hazel they appeared to be yellow and her hair was a pale white, like her skin. He was mesmerized by the sight. The girl smiled and raised her hand out of the water, signaling for him to come closer.
He did so seemingly on autopilot as he walked over and stopped by the edge of the great tub. The pale creature swam over to where he was until she was by his feet.
Lazard knelt down by the tub and reached his hand out to touch her warm, wet cheek. It was soft and smooth, and felt very plush underneath his fingers.
"Please," Lazard began. "Tell me your name lovely creature. I am anxious to hear it."
The pale haired one smiled, showing two neat rows of pearly white teeth.
"Jonathan."
Lazard cocked his head to the side in confusion. For some odd reason, he was hearing his vision speak in a deep, masculine voice.
"Wha?" he managed to get out. The pale haired being grasped the edge of the tub and lifted up out of the water, which made Lazard even more confused. Why did his dream girl have a penis and no breasts?
"My name is Jonathan," he spoke again. "You must be the new guy."
"Uh?" He couldn't even form coherent words. His dream fantasy girl had been ruined, ruined by a long dangling thing between the legs. How could he have not noticed this before?
In fact…
He scanned the room once again.
His eyes went frantically from one chest to another, noticing the absence of womanly flesh that was supposed to be there. The mist had covered their lowered bodies and he had just assumed they were women based off their faces.
"Shit," he swore.
Jonathan chuckled and smiled.
"Judging by your reaction, you just figured out this is the men's baths."
Lazard nodded, his jaw still hanging.
"Well, welcome. We were told to make sure to show you the ropes," Jonathan said, though his voice was suddenly much deeper. Lazard gulped and then realized that there were several men approaching him with sly grins.
As they closed in on him, he backed up, only to bump into another man with knee length crimson hair who stood at six foot five.
"We'll show you how to pleasure a man by using you as an example," the tall red head said. The man's hands wrapped around Lazard's waist and the blond screamed.
"Get your fucking hands off me! Angeal!"
A Few seconds later Angeal burst through the doors.
"Lazard!" he yelled.
"Over here!" the blond called out, though he wasn't being molested anymore. In fact, all the guys' attention had been directed to the dark haired SOLDIER who had just burst in looking like a dark avenging angel.
"Are you…" the SOLDIER started, only to be cut off by the pleased screams of the men who spotted him.
"It's our new Master!"
"He's finally here!"
"Master, master!"
They all charged him and Angeal shook his head.
"No stay back! You're all naked!"
He ran out the door and was followed by the screaming men.
It was at this moment he was grateful that he had told Zack to stay away for awhile. There was no way he could face his student if he could see him now, being chased by naked men and working girls.
"Master come back!"
"We just want to welcome you!"
Angeal ran faster until he reached a door down the hall and locked himself inside. He could hear their pleas to come out but he wouldn't dare, at least not now.
Lazard rolled his eyes at the sight. He brushed a bit of dust off his jacket before he headed to the staircase. As he made his way down, he spotted the green eyed girl he'd insulted earlier situated at the bottom of the staircase. She blushed as he walked passed her without an acknowledging glance.
He grabbed the door handle of the exit and opened it, ready to take his leave.
"Wait!" the girl cried out. "You can't leave!"
Lazard snickered and yanked the door open. "Watch me."
He took one step and felt like he had hit a brick wall. He hissed at the sharp pain of impact and took a step back to see just what the hell he had hit. The blond looked up and was met with the sight of two huge men that had smirks on their faces. One guy chuckled darkly, reveling slightly crooked teeth.
"You can't leave the house unless you have permission from the master," the girl informed.
"Where you going bitch?" the muscle bound man asked.
"Um…home?" Lazard managed to get out.
The men shook their heads.
"Get back in there and suck a few cocks, then you can leave," the other lackey said.
Lazard went from nervous to enraged in a split second.
"What the fuck did you say to me you…"
He was cut off by one of the men grabbing him by his suit jacket and effortlessly tossing him back inside. He landed roughly on his side, and hissed at the sharp pain. The doors were slammed shut before Lazard could voice his fury.
"Assholes," he mumbled under his breath.
Just then, the doors opened up again and Lazard thought the guards were coming after him. He instinctively flinched and raised his arms up to protect his head. Instead of a beating, he heard one of the men chuckle.
"Hey blondie. Ya got your first customer already," the man snickered.
Lazard looked up and his bright blue eyes met another's of a similar shade.
"You!" the director hissed as he got up on his feet. The other blond just smiled sinisterly.
"What's up bro."
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