A/N: Hey guys, I'm making another change to my story going forward. I have mentioned that I write a chapter with the bare minimum of two thousand words. But I'm changing it to three thousand words. I want to try to flush the stories a bit more.
I also want to apologize for how long it took to write this and last chapter. I got distracted and I also had to clean my bedroom. It's been cluttered for the past few years and I needed to get it cleaned up. I've also been experiencing some pain in the left side of my mouth and it's making it hard to focus on anything else. But I'm working through it, don't worry.
Chapter 21
My name is Mason, I'm a thief. A damn good one at that, but I didn't get this talent overnight. I had to work hard on it. First, I started picking pockets. Easy to do, as long as long as you don't get caught. I later stepped up my game; small banks, jewelry stores, you name it I robbed it.
But there comes a time in every thief's career when he gets the big one. That one score that will set him for life. That score is the Rossmore Diamond. The diamond itself was actually a sapphire cut to look like a diamond, but a sapphire that was going to make me rich.
I had everything planned from my exit strategy to a fence who'll be selling the sapphire too. All I had to do was steal the sapphire.
I snuck into the museum at night. Getting past the security cameras was easy enough. I just had to hack into the camera feed and create a looping image. That way I could walk past the cameras without any problems. I was nearing the sapphire, my payday was so close I could taste it. I produced my glass cutter and I was just mere feet away from the sapphire's display.
As rounded a corner, I hit an unforeseen obstacle. A woman was by the display case. She was wearing mostly black leather, so she wasn't museum security. She also had black wings, black talons, and short black hair. In fact the only thing that wasn't black was her skin. She was using one of her talons to carve a hole in the case. Once she was finished, she reached inside and pulled the sapphire out.
I can't believe it, spent weeks, no months planning this heist and I'd be damned if some random bitch walks in and steals my score! She was about to take off, so I ran over and grabbed one of her legs and the waist of her shorts.
"Hey! What the fuck!? Get off me asshole!" she shouted.
"That's my sapphire! Un...feather it you slut!" I shouted.
"No, finders keepers. Losers fuck off!" she said.
I managed to ground her and in my attempt to grab the sapphire I pulled down her shorts exposing her bare ass. She kicked me with her talon and made a brake for it. I got up and ran after her; I had to admit she was pretty fast, but I was catching up to her.
I managed to tackle her, one hand reaching for the sapphire, the other planted squarely on a breast.
"Give me the fucking sapphire!" I demanded.
"No, and stop grabbing my tits!" she demanded.
"I'm not having you fuck up this job for me! Besides I bet you don't have a way to move it!" I said.
"And you do?" she asked condescendingly.
"Yeah, I do! Now give me the sapphire!" I shouted.
Suddenly her expression changed. Instead of a angry look, she seemed to give me a more sultry one.
"You know, I think there's a way we can both benefit from this." she said seductively.
"Yeah, how?" I asked.
"Well, you want the sapphire and I want money. You have a way to sell the sapphire and I don't. So here's what I'm proposing, I give you the sapphire and we split the money fifty/fifty." she said.
"That ain't happening. My broker is already getting ten percent, so if I give you half I'm basically getting forty percent." I said.
"Oh, I'm sure I can make up for that measly ten percent." she said.
"How?" I asked. She moved her wing down to my crotch.
"My name is Lydia by the way, and I would love to be your partner in crime." she said caressing my face with the other wing.
Later, me and Lydia were in a hotel room in the thralls of passion. The sex was rough and aggressive, but Lydia liked it like that. We were laying on our sides with me taking her from behind with my arm wrapped around her neck. Lydia moaned like a bitch in heat as I slammed into her.
"Oh Mason, fuck me just like that!" she shouted.
A few more hard pumps and I emptied my balls into Lydia. Lydia's pussy clamped around my dick, milking it dry of cum. I flipped on to my back and released a sigh of relief. Lydia turned over and started to cuddle me.
"See, isn't this much better than some money?" she asked.
"I rather have more money, but this isn't so bad." I said.
"So, how long until you go see your fence?" she asked.
"I called before we started boning. He said he'll be open soon." I said holding up the Rossmore Diamond.
"I can't believe that a sapphire would go for ten million dollars." she said.
"Ten? Try twenty five." I said.
"Twenty five millions!?" she exclaimed.
"Yep, this little beauty was going to make me rich...at least I'll get a little money out of it." I said placing the diamond on the night stand.
"Shit, if I knew it was worth that much I would've asked for more money." she murmured.
"I should go see my fence." I said getting out of bed and getting dressed.
"Don't forget to come back with my...I mean our money." she said.
I went to see Sal, my fence. I met him when I was trying to move some diamonds. He took larger cuts when I started going through him. He called it his risk versus reward plan. Over the years he lowered his cut since I was reliable source of income for him.
He lived and operated at the bottom of this apartment building, but you didn't hear it from me. I walked down the steps to his place and rang the bell. There was a buzz and I opened the door. Sal was portly guy, his black was turning grey and it was also thinning on top, and he was gruff around the edges but he was an okay guy.
"Hey Sal." I said as I entered.
"Hey Mason, you get the diamond or sapphire or whatever?" Sal asked.
"Yeah, except there's a small problem." I said.
"Don't tell me the museum found out and we have a hot product. Damn it kid, you know how hard it is to sell a hot product?" he asked.
"No we're still good. It's just you may have cut my take." I said.
"You want to give me more money? I flattered, but this is your dream heist. You wouldn't stop talking about it, but if you want to give fifty percent that's fine." he chuckled and coughed a bit.
"It's not you I'm giving the money too. I'm giving half to a woman, a Black Harpy." I explained.
"What? When did you meet her?" he asked.
"During the heist, she also wanted to steal the diamond and wouldn't give it to me until I agreed to split the money with her." I said.
"Huh, I can't imagine how she convinced you to do that. After all it's not like you two..." he was about to light a cigarette in his mouth but then took it out. "She fucked you didn't she? I don't mean like metaphorically either, I mean literally."
"It was the only way, besides she has a good pussy." I said.
"She's a Mamono, they all do! I should know, I've fucked at least three of them!" he exclaimed.
"What difference does it make? I got the sapphire and aside from this minor hiccup, we can still get paid." I said placing the sapphire on the counter.
"Alright, but I'm going to do something nice for you. I'm going wave my cut. That's at least twelve and a half million for you and the broad." he said.
"Wow, thanks Sal." I said.
"But this is a one time thing. You better do something about her before she becomes a liability." he said.
"I'll think about it." I said heading for the door.
"My old man had a saying: pussy is good, but it doesn't keep you feed." Sal said.
I got back to the hotel Lydia and I were staying at. Lydia was still in bed dressed in her bra and panties. It looked like she had been waiting for me.
"So, we getting paid or what?" she asked.
"We'll have to wait a bit, but we'll get paid." I said.
I striped down to my underwear and joined her in bed. Once I laid down, Lydia began to cuddle me. Honestly it felt nice, her feathers were soft and warm.
"Mason? What are you going to do with your half?" Lydia asked.
"Well, I was planning on getting a house by the ocean somewhere. Maybe enjoy the rest of my life with some nice piece of ass," I answered running my fingers through her hair. "Why, what're you doing with your half?"
"I...I never gave much thought. I just wanted the money, but I never thought about what I'd do with it." she said.
"Well, I could still use a nice piece of ass." I said jokingly.
"You joke, but I think I like your idea." she said kissing my cheek.
I returned her kiss with one to her lips. She kissed me back and soon we were staring to get horny again. I striped off her panties and she did the same to my briefs with her talon. She rolled me on to my back and started rubbing her wet pussy against my cock.
Once it got erected she gilded it into her pussy. Once inside, I fondled her plump ass as she rides my throbbing cock. She leaned forward, placing both her wings on either side of my head, our lips just barely touching.
She moaned as I moved from her ass to her tits. She moved her hips and I brought her lips to mine. I know I only met her a while ago, it was nice being with Lydia. Sure we were just using each other, and not just for sex we were using each other to get paid.
But it would be nice relaxing by the beach with Lydia right next to me. Lydia parted from our kiss and leaned into my ear.
"Make me cum with that big throbbing cock of your's, destroy my pussy with it." she said with hot breaths.
"Don't say anything you can't take back." I said.
I assaulted her pussy with my cock. My member was getting drenched with her juices. I pulled and twisted her nipples and moans grew louder. She was slamming vigorously against my crotch driving both her and myself to our climax. I could my seed bubbling inside my sack.
"Lydia, I'm about to cum!" I announced.
"Me too, blow your hot load inside my pussy!" she shouted.
With a few more pumps I shot another hot load inside her. Her pussy clenched around my member and drained it of every last drop of cum. Once I spent Lydia pulled my dick out of her and laid next to me.
"Mason, can I ask you a question?" she asked.
"If it's for another round, just give me a few minutes." I said panting.
"No, not that. Although...no I want to ask you, why did you want to become a thief?" she asked.
"Well...I was an orphan living off the streets. I never knew my parents and I only robbed people to survive. As I got older I got so good at it, that I wanted to live comfortably for the rest of my life." I said.
"Wow, now I feel like an asshole for taking half your pay." she said.
"I'm sure you have your reasons, besides I'll have enough money to buy a small beach house. You know; this might sound a little silly, but in my dream the one where I'm relaxing on the beach with a woman? We're married, have a cute kid, I guess want the life I never had. A home, money, and a family." I said.
"I don't think that's silly at all. If you want I can help fulfill your dream." she suggested.
"Aw, it's nice of you to offer your half of the take." I said.
"As if, no I could help pay for a home and you and me can kick back on the beach, maybe have a kid or two." she said.
"That's great and I don't want to sound ungrateful, but why?" I asked.
"Think about it, if we didn't go after the Rossmore Diamond we wouldn't have met." she said.
I guess I couldn't argue with that, I kissed her and just as I did my phone rang. I checked the phone and it was Sal's number.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Mason...we have a problem." Sal said.
Lydia and I rushed over to Sal's place. I debate on whether or not to bring Lydia over, but if this problem had to do with our money.
"Mason, we have a problem." Sal said as Lydia and I entered.
"Yeah you said that on the phone, but you didn't elaborate." I said.
"It's about the sapphire, it's fake." he said.
"What, bullshit! It was on display and everything!" Lydia exclaimed.
"Yeah? And why should we believe anything you say?" Sal asked her.
"Wait, are you sure it's fake?" I asked.
"Yeah checked it and everything. It's a fake sapphire." Sal said.
"The real one must still be at the museum." I said.
"Okay, so we break in again and steal the sapphire again." Lydia said.
"Oh sure, we just break in and steal the sapphire brilliant!" Sal said sarcastically.
"Wait, Lydia how did you break in last time?" I asked her.
"The skylight, why?" she asked.
"The guards will expect us to use the same method I entered in. But not the same method you entered." I said.
We got to the museum at night. Despite her small frame, Lydia carried me up to the roof of the museum.
"Okay the area where the sapphire was being held is over there." Lydia said pointing to the skylight.
"I'll go in, get it, and I'll tug on the rope and you pull me up." I said.
"Mason...please be careful." she said.
I replied into the museum, it was dark but quite. I touched and was a few feet away from the sapphire's display. I produced my glass cutter and made a hole in the display. I removed the sapphire from the case.
"Freeze!" someone demanded. I turned to find three guards with their guns pointed at me.
"So you thought you could waltz in and steal the sapphire again? It looks like jail for you." one of guards again.
I guess this was it, I suppose jail won't be so bad. I'll get a place to live, three meals a day, and I get proper exercise. The only downside is that I'll have be careful in the shower, and I wouldn't see Lydia again.
Just then, Lydia descended from the skylight and landed on one of the guards. The other two guards were (ironically) taken off guard by her. She roundhoused the other two, knocking them out.
"Mason! Are you okay!?" she asked.
"Yeah, but we should get out of here." I said.
We left the museum and quickly made our way back to Sal's.
"Did you get the sapphire?" Sal asked as we entered.
"Yeah here it is." I said tossing the sapphire to him.
"We're fine by the way." Lydia added.
Sal began to examine the sapphire. He spent a while examining it, I suppose after what happened the last time he wasn't going to be too careful.
"Holy shit." he said.
"Don't tell me it's another fake." Lydia groaned.
"Nah, this thing is real." Sal said.
Lydia and I hugged each other. I was finally getting my dream home. But first I had to do one more thing.
"Hey Sal, you wouldn't have a ring on hand?" I asked.
10 years later...
I was laying on a beach chair with nothing but the crashing of waves and smell of salt water in the air. Lydia was next to me, wear a black string bikini and her ring on a string necklace since she didn't have fingers. I felt the bulge on her belly, a constant reminder of our union together.
"Another day in paradise, eh sweetie?" Lydia asked me.
"Yep, I don't think anything can ruin this." I said.
"Daddy! Daddy!" someone called. Well, almost anything.
That was Sapphire, our first child. The night of heist I got Lydia knocked up. I guess I shouldn't be surprised it happened. Sapphire came bounding up to us.
"Daddy, come see my sandcastle!" she chirped excitedly pulling on my arm.
As I got up and was being dragged by my daughter, I looked back at Lydia who gave me a warm smile and waved at me. And who said crime doesn't pay?