CEO Sentinel Prime x Bloodmoon (OC) "Fine Print"
After a rough day of work sentinel waves off Arachnid to go get him his usual coffee, and tells her to take the "scenic route" and she's out of his office quick. His office is lavish with deep oak tones, and the cleanest desk top you can almost see your reflection in it. He wouldn't accept anything less. He clapped his servos together and dimmer, more moody lights came on. He had finished his final business meeting that day, and was looking forward to releasing some needed tension, his helm already pounding.
"Ms. Moon, meet me in my office." The phone-in speaker snapped Bloodmoon out of her hyperfocused trance, taking her optics off of her desktop screen and adjusting them to take in what she now realized was the evening sun. She was so honed in on finishing her work she didn't even realize it was 6pm, everyone was already gone. She quickly saved her document before sitting up from her desk chair and letting out a deep sigh, not realizing how tired she was. She wasn't done with her work, opting to leave her belongings at her desk so she could come back after Sentinel was done with her. Oh Primus, what does he want with her? The anxiety began creeping in. She's never been called out directly by Sentinel before, not even for their quarterly performance evaluation, so a heavy air hung above her as she walked to his office, red-bottom heels clicking against the gleaming tiled floor. A gentle knock echoed against the hardwood door, "Come in." Sentinel's deep baritone voice commanded, and she let herself in.
There was a comforting warmth surrounding her as she stepped into his office, a musky scent faintly wafting in the air, the darkness of the room mixed with the low lighting helped put her racing mind at ease. "You wanted to see me, sir?" She gripped her wrist in her other servo to try and steady the shaking of her nerves. It was hard to keep his gaze as those piercing blue eyes watched her every move. She felt pinned in place. "Please, take a seat." He gestured to one of the two chairs placed in front of his desk, and Bloodmoon hesitantly shuffled to one, arms held close to her body, trying to take up as little space as possible in the vastness of the room. She had to force her optics up to meet his own as he stared her down, a pondering look on his face. "For such a hard worker, you have no confidence in yourself." He stated with a smirk.
The blatant reading took the wind out of Bloodmoon, leaving her half way breathless. "E-Excuse me?" She didn't expect to be psycho-analyzed by her boss the second she first steps into his personal office. Sentinel stood up from his large desk chair (clearly custom made to fit his large frame), and leisurely strolled to peer out of one of the glass paned windows that surrounded his office. "I've seen how hard you work," He began pacing slowly, "You stay long after hours to finish your work, come in early to prepare for the day, even take on your peers work just to help out," he followed along the wall of windows, setting sunlight glaring off the polished plating of his face, "I'm impressed." He continued pacing until he reached the paneling behind Bloodmoon, out of her line of sight.
Bloodmoon swallowed with apprehension. "Thank you, sir." Her spark bloomed with pride as the words of praise flowed through her audials, a small smiled plastered across her face. She stared ahead at the engraved name plate on his desk, shining gold in the dim light, 'CEO Sentinel Prime'. She wonders what it'd take to be a successful CEO like him.
"I'd like to promote you to be my personal secretary," He graciously offered, turning his focused optics away from the skyline to give his full attention to his best employee. Bloodmoon felt her spark drop, pulse racing as she turned to finally look Sentinel in his optics. "R-Really?" She couldn't believe it. She'd only been working in the office for 6 months at this point, there's no way she'd be up there with the long-time veterans to be deserving of a promotion. "Absolutely. You've brought some needed gusto to our team that I haven't seen in years. Our productivity has been up 50% since your hiring date," He threw in a white lie, just enough to fuel that lacking confidence Bloodmoon fell victim to. He couldn't have a sad, pathetic secretary trying to lick his boots every minute of the day. He needed someone who knew their worth, even if that worth was far below him.
"I…. I don't know what to say… When… When do I start?" She stuttered out as she watched Sentinel briskly walk back to behind his desk, pulling out a stack of papers from a drawer, "All you have to do is sign and date here and here." He pointed with adept digits, showing a warm smile as he handed an ink pen to Bloodmoon. The top page noted an incredible raise in salary, so much so there's no way anyone could say no to an offer like this, especially not when rent was due next week. Flipping through the other pages and skimming over them, she couldn't stop herself from taking this opportunity. She didn't hesitate to grab the pen from his servo, trying her best to ignore the immense warmth radiating from the extension of his arm alone, and watched as the red ink signed her name and date.
She went to hand back the borrowed ink pen, until she felt the firm grasp of Sentinel's servo around her wrist pulling her up and across his desk, landing with her back against his chassis on his lap in his chair. "HEY, WHAT'RE YOU-" Her words were cut off with Sentinel's digits shoved into her intake, oral lubricant coating them as her glossa pushed against the intrusion. His other servo held her against him by her waist, the heat of his frame making her internal fans click on unconsciously. His vents against her audials made her shiver with anticipation…
She could hear the stupid smirk on his face when he whispered against her, "You should have read the fine print." --- SOMETHING CAME OVER ME OKAY IDK WHAT HAPPENED I THOUGHT ABOUT CEO SENTINEL TOO HARD AND GOT POSSESSED LKASJDHFAKJSD
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