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Yes, they are easy cash, walk in, pop a thug or two, slap some irons on a runner or take back what was stolen and walk out. It's easy, it's boring. But as my great grand mum, many many years turned to dust, used to say, “Those who have can be picky, those who want shouldn't be.”\nThe building my mark decided to hole up in was just as boring as the job itself, a beige, squat little thing with not enough windows and only one way in and out, it used to be a check cashing joint or something like that before things started closing down in this area. Now, half its windows were boarded up and the other half were broken or covered in paint. The mark was some punk goblin who had decided it was easier to jump bail than face whatever charges he had against him.\nI took my strawberry-blonde hair down out of the braid I had left it in and, after a moment of untangling, pulled it up into a simple loose ponytail, and looked at the boarded up door. The wood that had been nailed to the door was cheap plywood, same stuff that was over the windows, and had been pulled away, probably originally by some vagrant or crackhead looking for some place to either get warm or get high.\nPoking my head in and looking around, the gang signs and various racist epitaphs scrawled on the walls kinda confirmed that others had been here. The main room I entered into must have been a waiting room at one point, a few broken chairs still sat around the corners of the place. A table in the center was littered with leftover drug paraphernalia.\nOn the far side of the room was a service counter, the bullet proof glass that once separated the cashiers from the general populace had long since been broken or absconded with. I could hear breathing and movement from the other side of the separation, my steps quick and silent, I stalked my away across the room, and peeked through the opening into the back room. It was too easy at this point, the green-skinned, ragged-toothed punk was siting next to a little electric heater and “reading” a porn mag.\nI will say this, his expression was hilarious when I cleared my throat. His head jerked up, eyes wide in surprise, mouth agape in shock, probably didn't think anyone knew he used to come here to get high a few years ago. I had a few seconds to enjoy the look on his face before my fist broke his hooked nose and left him unconscious on the floor.\nCuffing the little bastards hands behind his back, my nose twitched, something smelled funny. My first thought was that the magazine had landed on the heater and caught fire - but there was no smoke, and a quick glance showed that the mark's copy of “Sidhe Sluts” was unburnt. The buildings around here are tightly clustered; if one went up, then the entire block could end up burning.\nSniffing a bit, letting my senses lead me, I tracked the scent to a hole someone had knocked into the wall adjoining the next building, little wisps of white green smoke curling in the air about me. There was something familiar about the smell, and the growing green wisps, but it was becoming hard to think straight. All I knew was that I needed to find the source of the smoke.\nThe next building over was in just as bad a shape as the one I had left the mark in, its walls coated in graffiti and its floor covered in trash, but none of that mattered, I needed to follow the smoke. It was a consuming drive, my steps grew heavy and sluggish the farther I went. Some part of my brain was screaming something at me but I couldn't understand what it meant.\nThe trail of smoke wisps were flowing from a slightly open door in the back of the room, shuffling my feet as I went created a path through the trash on the floor, my arms hung limply at my side til I was close enough to grip the door handle. Pushing the door open took a lot more strength than I thought it should, but my addled mind wasn't concerned with that. On the other side of the door the building had undergone a remarkable transformation.\nA billowing cloud of green smoke rolled over me and dropped me to my knees as I looked through the open doorway. The room had been painted a red just two shades from black, rose petals had been scattered about the floor and instead of streetlight seeping through cracks in boarded windows the room was illuminated by a small multitude of candles.\nStanding across the way all but naked was a figure I recognized quite well, his body was lean, and just muscular enough to show definition, the light olive tone of his skin stopped only by the occasional armor like patches of smooth shining jade scales from which he took his name. He had been growing out his hair since the last time I had seen him and it had just reached that length where it would fall about his head and just barely brush his shoulders. He was a shape-shifter, and though the majority of his body was male there was one part of him that he decided to switch out with something feminine.\nI couldn't seem to lift my arms or stand up from my position on my knees as he approached me, a soft smile on his lips and leaned forward to whisper in my ear. His voice soft and sibilant, a slight hiss to his letter s and just a touch of a accent. “Don't just sit there. Why don't you crawl on in?” I was trying to come up with some sarcastic retort, but as my mind churned though the fog that I was finally coming to recognize as one of the half-dragons powers I noticed that at some point I had crawled through the doorway and into the room. More embarrassingly Jade was stroking my hair and calling me a “good girl”.\nFrustration and humiliation flushed my face as I realized the trap I had walked into. His fingers stroked along my body, cupping my breasts through my suit and giving them the slightest of squeezes, no longer whispering but still talking in his soft quiet voice he said, “I could tell you to undress, but I have always enjoyed unwrapping presents.” I groaned internally, Jade was older than any human, but when it comes to dragons and other near immortals like myself he can still be a little childish. Once more my inner monologue distracted me and I had missed something ranter important, the removal of my jacket, it was on the floor, well safe from any of the candles. Jade's fingers had grasped my shirt and was starting to slide it slowly up my body, exposing the smooth pale expanse of my stomach and then up over my breasts, and then I was topless. \tJade crouched down next to my face, grinning that little smile he gets whenever he feels he has “won” over me, hands cupping and rolling my breasts, teasing my nipples up to firmness. Little sounds, half moans, half complaining growls were all I could manage, my lips locked shut by whatever magic had been woven into his smoke. Though not for long, his hands slid from my breasts to my chin, lifting my head slightly as he kissed me, his long forked tongue invading my mouth and tickling all the way back to the back of my throat.\nHis tongue filled my mouth for what seemed hours, slowly stealing my breath away before I noticed the odd numbness filling my head once more, he was breathing his smoke right into my body! Small shudders running along my form as that hazy fog pushed me out of the driver's seat of my own body fully. Still grinning like a asshole, the half-dragon stood, keeping his grip on my chin until I was no longer on all fours but once more siting on my knees. “Now open wide.” His command was like iron wires pulling my body, my jaw stretched as wide as it could, small fangs just barely visible when I talked fully exposed with my lips pulled back.\nThat annoying grin of his filled the corner of my eye as he knelt down next to me, I could see he had something in his hand, but I couldn’t quite make out what it was from the angle of my head. Though I found out quickly as the metal ring of a gag was fitted firmly into place in my mouth, leather straps wrapped and buckled about the back of my head with firm, practiced movements. My mouth closed as much about the ring firmly, testing its strength with out biting down upon it as Jades fingers tangled in my hair, rolling it about into a tight grip about his fingers.\nJade's fingers, slim but strong pulled my head this way and that, testing his grip on me, the smoke I had breathed in left me unable or unwilling to resist him, I was not quite sure which, the slow flush that had been creeping across my cheeks deepened into a bright red as he spread his legs wider, revealing the soft and smooth scales of his slit. With his hand in my hair he easily guided my face right up between his legs, leaving me there for a moment, letting the scent of him wash over me. His soft voice, sibilant now, and heavy with dusky desire as he spoke, “Now, why don't you put that mouth of yours too good use.”\nIt was not a direct order, but his meaning was clear enough, my tongue slipping out through the circle of metal that kept my mouth open, just barely stroking down his scaled petals, tasting his tangy sweetness as it pushed between his folds. Craning my neck, I pushed my face up against him as firmly as I could, the tip of my tongue teasing at his tight opening sent shivers down his body that I could feel in the quaking in his grip and the flex of his thighs against my cheek.\nHis hips rolled in a slow circle, stroking himself against me and leaving just a small spread of his juices across my face. My hands slid up along his legs, not to push him back or restrain him but to give me some means of balancing, gripping his hips carefully, my tongue pressed upward, sinking into him a bit more, and curling, licking just the inner edge of him. For my efforts I was rewarded, his hips arching and bucking sharply, humping up against my face and trying to draw more of my tongue deeper into him.\nI could not talk, I could not move. His voice was the only thing that could control my body and Jade was too occupied with moaning and groaning to give me any other commands and so I persisted. My jaw strained a bit and my tongue all but filled the metal circle as I licked as deep into his body as I could, soft, slick muscles squeezed about my tongue every time I pushed it a little deeper, my breath washing out over the small erect nub of his clit when I had a chance to gasp for breath around him.\nMy tongue was working up a slick lather inside him, his juices flowing down along it into my mouth, my cheeks running with rivulets of his desire. Occasionally a little tug on my hair would move my face this way or that, making me rub my tongue into other parts of his soft inner walls. His hips were pumping in a slow, firm, but building rhythm, dragging my nails across his hips to encourage him, set him to bucking wildly.\nIt went on for what felt like hours, stirring my tongue about inside him, thrusting and curling it, flexing it into every shape and dimension I could. My face was sticky with his honey, and even though I was only topless I could more than tell that a growing wetness from my own arousal had soaked my underwear. Finally, his hips arched and a mumbled half curse fell crudely from his lips, he tightened deliciously around my tongue, squeezing it to the point it felt like it would be pulped before he finally released, one last splatter of dragon nectar leaving my face slick and slightly sticky.\nJade's fingers give my hair one last pull, firmly drawing me away from his slickness and, for a moment, the command to put my tongue to use and the fact that from his position he had the leverage to keep me from doing so set off a panic reaction. His slim fingers disentangled from my hair, wisps of it flying around me, parts of it knotted and matted from his grip, I grumbled knowing that I would need to comb it later, but apparently the half dragon was not done with me yet.\nStanding me up, and with a few simple commands he marched us, me topless, him naked, back through the building to the front, right past the still handcuffed goblin who I knew stared and got a good eyeful of me on my way past. Using a foot to clear a space Jade left me kneeling there while he went to the back for a few moments.\nI struggled against the mental bonds within me, I could feel the smoke he breathed into me still blocking my control, even as my efforts set my body to trembling. Jade returned quickly, fully dressed this time, the goblin in tow behind him and a blindfold in his hands.\nKneeling next to me Jade gave me a soft kiss, the scale patterning upon his skin fading to look fully human, his head turning to speak into my ear, “Now, you're going to stay right here until you can move on your own, do not worry, the sun should not get this far into the room, but if it does I am sure someone will wander in here and move you, though he may have some fun first. And just so you cant dissuade them...” His chuckle rang in my ear as the blindfold slipped over my eyes, blocking out my vision and, more importantly, my ability to mesmerize people.\nBlinded, I could not see what was going on around me, but by the shuffling of goblin sized steps and movement of steps it was fairly obvious to me. Jade was leaving me, more importantly, he was taking my easy job with him on his way out. And worst of all he had left me, blindfolded and gagged, topless in what was clearly a place occasionally used by the people whose moral reputation could be described as less than savory for however long it would take me to fight off the control of his smoke. Oh..that snake was going to get it next time I got the drop on him.\n\n\nEnd\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Easy Cash

by Evolva Dos Nox


I hate the easy bounties. Yes, they are easy cash, walk in, pop a thug or two, slap some irons on a runner or take back what was stolen and walk out. It's easy, it's boring. But as my great grand mum, many many years turned to dust, used to say, “Those who have can be picky, those who want shouldn't be.”
The building my mark decided to hole up in was just as boring as the job itself, a beige, squat little thing with not enough windows and only one way in and out, it used to be a check cashing joint or something like that before things started closing down in this area. Now, half its windows were boarded up and the other half were broken or covered in paint. The mark was some punk goblin who had decided it was easier to jump bail than face whatever charges he had against him.
I took my strawberry-blonde hair down out of the braid I had left it in and, after a moment of untangling, pulled it up into a simple loose ponytail, and looked at the boarded up door. The wood that had been nailed to the door was cheap plywood, same stuff that was over the windows, and had been pulled away, probably originally by some vagrant or crackhead looking for some place to either get warm or get high.
Poking my head in and looking around, the gang signs and various racist epitaphs scrawled on the walls kinda confirmed that others had been here. The main room I entered into must have been a waiting room at one point, a few broken chairs still sat around the corners of the place. A table in the center was littered with leftover drug paraphernalia.
On the far side of the room was a service counter, the bullet proof glass that once separated the cashiers from the general populace had long since been broken or absconded with. I could hear breathing and movement from the other side of the separation, my steps quick and silent, I stalked my away across the room, and peeked through the opening into the back room. It was too easy at this point, the green-skinned, ragged-toothed punk was siting next to a little electric heater and “reading” a porn mag.
I will say this, his expression was hilarious when I cleared my throat. His head jerked up, eyes wide in surprise, mouth agape in shock, probably didn't think anyone knew he used to come here to get high a few years ago. I had a few seconds to enjoy the look on his face before my fist broke his hooked nose and left him unconscious on the floor.
Cuffing the little bastards hands behind his back, my nose twitched, something smelled funny. My first thought was that the magazine had landed on the heater and caught fire - but there was no smoke, and a quick glance showed that the mark's copy of “Sidhe Sluts” was unburnt. The buildings around here are tightly clustered; if one went up, then the entire block could end up burning.
Sniffing a bit, letting my senses lead me, I tracked the scent to a hole someone had knocked into the wall adjoining the next building, little wisps of white green smoke curling in the air about me. There was something familiar about the smell, and the growing green wisps, but it was becoming hard to think straight. All I knew was that I needed to find the source of the smoke.
The next building over was in just as bad a shape as the one I had left the mark in, its walls coated in graffiti and its floor covered in trash, but none of that mattered, I needed to follow the smoke. It was a consuming drive, my steps grew heavy and sluggish the farther I went. Some part of my brain was screaming something at me but I couldn't understand what it meant.
The trail of smoke wisps were flowing from a slightly open door in the back of the room, shuffling my feet as I went created a path through the trash on the floor, my arms hung limply at my side til I was close enough to grip the door handle. Pushing the door open took a lot more strength than I thought it should, but my addled mind wasn't concerned with that. On the other side of the door the building had undergone a remarkable transformation.
A billowing cloud of green smoke rolled over me and dropped me to my knees as I looked through the open doorway. The room had been painted a red just two shades from black, rose petals had been scattered about the floor and instead of  streetlight seeping through cracks in boarded windows the room was illuminated by a small multitude of candles.
Standing across the way all but naked was a figure I recognized quite well, his body was lean, and just muscular enough to show definition, the light olive tone of his skin stopped only by the occasional armor like patches of smooth shining jade scales from which he took his name. He had been growing out his hair since the last time I had seen him and it had just reached that length where it would fall about his head and just barely brush his shoulders. He was a shape-shifter, and though the majority of his body was male there was one part of him that he decided to switch out with something feminine.
I couldn't seem to lift my arms or stand up from my position on my knees as he approached me, a soft smile on his lips and leaned forward to whisper in my ear. His voice soft and sibilant, a slight hiss to his letter s and just a touch of a accent. “Don't just sit there. Why don't you crawl on in?” I was trying to come up with some sarcastic retort, but as my mind churned though the fog that I was finally coming to recognize as one of the half-dragons powers I noticed that at some point I had crawled through the doorway and into the room. More embarrassingly Jade was stroking my hair and calling me a “good girl”.
Frustration and humiliation flushed my face as I realized the trap I had walked into. His fingers stroked along my body, cupping my breasts through my suit and giving them the slightest of squeezes, no longer whispering but still talking in his soft quiet voice he said, “I could tell you to undress, but I have always enjoyed unwrapping presents.” I groaned internally, Jade was older than any human, but when it comes to dragons and other near immortals like myself he can still be a little childish. Once more my inner monologue distracted me and I had missed something ranter important, the removal of my jacket, it was on the floor, well safe from any of the candles. Jade's fingers had grasped my shirt and was starting to slide it slowly up my body, exposing the smooth pale expanse of my stomach and then up over my breasts, and then I was topless. \tJade crouched down next to my face, grinning that little smile he gets whenever he feels he has “won” over me, hands cupping and rolling my breasts, teasing my nipples up to firmness. Little sounds, half moans, half complaining growls were all I could manage, my lips locked shut by whatever magic had been woven into his smoke. Though not for long, his hands slid from my breasts to my chin, lifting my head slightly as he kissed me, his long forked tongue invading my mouth and tickling all the way back to the back of my throat.
His tongue filled my mouth for what seemed hours, slowly stealing my breath away before I noticed the odd numbness filling my head once more, he was breathing his smoke right into my body! Small shudders running along my form as that hazy fog pushed me out of the driver's seat of my own body fully. Still grinning like a asshole, the half-dragon stood, keeping his grip on my chin until I was no longer on all fours but once more siting on my knees. “Now open wide.” His command was like iron wires pulling my body, my jaw stretched as wide as it could, small fangs just barely visible when I talked fully exposed with my lips pulled back.
That annoying grin of his filled the corner of my eye as he knelt down next to me, I could see he had something in his hand, but I couldn’t quite make out what it was from the angle of my head. Though I found out quickly as the metal ring of a gag was fitted firmly into place in my mouth, leather straps wrapped and buckled about the back of my head with firm, practiced movements. My mouth closed as much about the ring firmly, testing its strength with out biting down upon it as Jades fingers tangled in my hair, rolling it about into a tight grip about his fingers.
Jade's fingers, slim but strong pulled my head this way and that, testing his grip on me, the smoke I had breathed in left me unable or unwilling to resist him, I was not quite sure which, the slow flush that had been creeping across my cheeks deepened into a bright red as he spread his legs wider, revealing the soft and smooth scales of his slit. With his hand in my hair he easily guided my face right up between his legs, leaving me there for a moment, letting the scent of him wash over me. His soft voice, sibilant now, and heavy with dusky desire as he spoke, “Now, why don't you put that mouth of yours too good use.”
It was not a direct order, but his meaning was clear enough, my tongue slipping out through the circle of metal that kept my mouth open, just barely stroking down his scaled petals, tasting his tangy sweetness as it pushed between his folds. Craning my neck, I pushed my face up against him as firmly as I could, the tip of my tongue teasing at his tight opening sent shivers down his body that I could feel in the quaking in his grip and the flex of his thighs against my cheek.
His hips rolled in a slow circle, stroking himself against me and leaving just a small spread of his juices across my face. My hands slid up along his legs, not to push him back or restrain him but to give me some means of balancing, gripping his hips carefully, my tongue pressed upward, sinking into him a bit more, and curling, licking just the inner edge of him. For my efforts I was rewarded, his hips arching and bucking sharply, humping up against my face and trying to draw more of my tongue deeper into him.
I could not talk, I could not move. His voice was the only thing that could control my body and Jade was too occupied with moaning and groaning to give me any other commands and so I persisted. My jaw strained a bit and my tongue all but filled the metal circle as I licked as deep into his body as I could, soft, slick muscles squeezed about my tongue every time I pushed it a little deeper, my breath washing out over the small erect nub of his clit when I had a chance to gasp for breath around him.
My tongue was working up a slick lather inside him, his juices flowing down along it into my mouth, my cheeks running with rivulets of his desire. Occasionally a little tug on my hair would move my face this way or that, making me rub my tongue into other parts of his soft inner walls. His hips were pumping in a slow, firm, but building rhythm, dragging my nails across his hips to encourage him, set him to bucking wildly.
It went on for what felt like hours, stirring my tongue about inside him, thrusting and curling it, flexing it into every shape and dimension I could. My face was sticky with his honey, and even though I was only topless I could more than tell that a growing wetness from my own arousal had soaked my underwear. Finally, his hips arched and a mumbled half curse fell crudely from his lips, he tightened deliciously around my tongue, squeezing it to the point it felt like it would be pulped before he finally released, one last splatter of dragon nectar leaving my face slick and slightly sticky.
Jade's fingers give my hair one last pull, firmly drawing me away from his slickness and, for a moment, the command to put my tongue to use and the fact that from his position he had the leverage to keep me from doing so set off a panic reaction. His slim fingers disentangled from my hair, wisps of it flying around me, parts of it knotted and matted from his grip, I grumbled knowing that I would need to comb it later, but apparently the half dragon was not done with me yet.
Standing me up, and with a few simple commands he marched us, me topless, him naked, back through the building to the front, right past the still handcuffed goblin who I knew stared and got a good eyeful of me on my way past. Using a foot to clear a space Jade left me kneeling there while he went to the back for a few moments.
I struggled against the mental bonds within me, I could feel the smoke he breathed into me still blocking my control, even as my efforts set my body to trembling. Jade returned quickly, fully dressed this time, the goblin in tow behind him and a blindfold in his hands.
Kneeling next to me Jade gave me a soft kiss, the scale patterning upon his skin fading to look fully human, his head turning to speak into my ear, “Now, you're going to stay right here until you can move on your own, do not worry, the sun should not get this far into the room, but if it does I am sure someone will wander in here and move you, though he may have some fun first. And just so you cant dissuade them...” His chuckle rang in my ear as the blindfold slipped over my eyes, blocking out my vision and, more importantly, my ability to mesmerize people.
Blinded, I could not see what was going on around me, but by the shuffling of goblin sized steps and movement of steps it was fairly obvious to me. Jade was leaving me, more importantly, he was taking my easy job with him on his way out. And worst of all he had left me, blindfolded and gagged, topless in what was clearly a place occasionally used by the people whose moral reputation could be described as less than savory for however long it would take me to fight off the control of his smoke. Oh..that snake was going to get it next time I got the drop on him.


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