Dead sorry.

1st RULE: Tag 9 people you want to get to know better: I tag @clefartist and @flygoner.

2nd RULE: BOLD the statements that are true. (i’m going to keep the rule about italicizing the statements that are partially but not entirely true.)

APPEARANCE: - I am 5'7 or taller - I wear glasses - I have at least one tattoo -I have at least one piercing - I have blonde hair - I have brown eyes - I have short hair - My abs are at least somewhat defined - I have or had braces

PERSONALITY: - I love meeting new people - People tell me I am funny - Helping others with their problems is a big priority of mine - I enjoy physical challenges - I enjoy mental challenges - I am playfully rude to people I know- I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it - There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY: - I can sing well - I can play an instrument - I can do over 30 pushups without stopping - I am a fast runner - I can draw well - I have a good memory- I am good at doing math in my head - I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute - I have beaten at least 2 people arm wrestling - I can make at least 3 recipes from scratch - I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES: - I enjoy sports - I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else - I’m in a orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else - I have learned a new song in the past week - I exercise at least once a week - I have gone for runs at least once a week in warmer months - I have drawn something in the past month - I enjoy writing - Fandoms are my #1 priority- I do some form of Martial arts

EXPERIENCES: - I have had my first kiss - I have had alcohol - I have scored a winning point in a sport - I have watched an entire TV series in one sitting - I have been at an overnight event- I have been in a taxi - I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year - I have beaten a video game in one day - I have visited another country - I have been to one of my favourite bands concert

MY LIFE: - I have one person that I consider to be my Best Friend - I live close to my school/work - My parents are still together - I have at least one sibling - I live in the United States - There is snow where I live right now - I have hung out with a friend in the past month - I have a smartphone - I own at least 15 CDs - I share my room with someone

RELATIONSHIPS: - I am in a relationship - I have a crush on a celebrity - I have a crush on someone I know - I’ve been in at least 3 relationships - I have never been in a relationship - I have admitted my feelings to a crush - I get crushes easily - I have had a crush for over a year - I have been in a relationship for over a year - I have had feelings for a friend

RANDOM: - I have break-danced (?) - I know a person named Jamie -I have had a teacher that has a name that is hard to pronounce - I have dyed my hair - I’m listening to a song on repeat right now - I have punched someone in the past week - I know someone who has gone to jail - I have broken a bone - I have eaten a waffle today - I know what I want to do in life - I speak at least two languages - I have made a new friend in the past year

OK guys a drive link was the best I could so. Sorry but I only have my phone on me.

I was tagged my the lovely @nakanowardcat on my main but I’ll be answering it here (I hope that’s ok). Tbh if you want to be tagged in this, consider yourself tagged.

Questions are under here…

- Your name and username.

- Where you’re from.

- Pronounce the following words: Aunt, Roof, Route, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Pajamas, Caught, Naturally, Aluminium, GIF, Tumblr, Crackerjack, Doorknob, Envelope, GPOY.

- What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?

- What is a bubbly carbonated drink called?

- What do you call gym shoes?

- What do you call your grandparents?

- What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?

- What is the thing you change the TV channel with?

- Choose a book and read a passage from it.

- Do you think you have an accent?

- Be a wizard or a vampire?

- Do you know anyone on Tumblr in real life?

- End audio post by saying any THREE words you want.

Last movie I watched: Moana. It was absolutely amazing. Loved the story, the songs, the visuals...Oh my lord I loved that water. I could have watched it all day. Last song I listened to: Golden brown I have no idea why but it was in my recommend on youtube and since I hadn’t heard it in years I gave it a listen.  Last book I read: skulduggery pleasant resurrection. Just finished it. It was pretty decent for what it was. The series does grow repetitive but I have been reading them since I was a child so I just have to keep up with them. When would I like to time travel to: Probably to some time in the future. To see how the world progressed and if things take a turn for the better or worse. See how people think about our present society and just stuff like that.   Fictional character I would hang out with for a day: Does a Piplup count? It is more of a species then a character. Regardless I would spend one glorious day with a sweet baby Piplup.   If I could be anywhere right now: Honestly anywhere but here (Well In reason of course, I don’t mean like in the middle of desert or something) Current fandom obsession: In between obsessions at the moment, When that happens I go back to my main love, Pokemon.

This was a colab done with dear @nakanowardcat . This was uploaded a while ago but I had to delete. Sorry.

Seconds went by. Nothing changed. The clock still read the same numbers as the last time he checked. Riley always left the house for his walk a exactly a quarter past seven am. No sooner, no later. He had done this everyday for over five years. At the beginning there was no reason for it. He had thought it important to exercise to ease off the stress of paperwork. Riley enjoyed his walks. He always did no matter how many times he walked the trail, he found himself eager to walk down the path, beside the river to the mine than back.

Iron island was a desolate place with few people and even few fewer facilities. That was the way Riley liked it. The island had always reminded him of his hometown. Birds still chirped, grass still grew. Only here, there was nobody to bother him. Riley had spent days interacting with almost nobody. Papers that needed his signature came in the post. Daily essentials were delivered to his doorstep. Riley occasionally chatted with miners over the state of Iron island only industry.

There was only one person that Riley saw everyday without fail. Each day, as he walked by the shallow river that ran out from the mines he encountered a man strolling in the opposite direction. He had hair the colour of steel, not unlike the ore retrieved from the mines, and soft yet piecing eyes. Every morning they walked by each other on the way to their respective destinations, Riley always smiled to the man and the man always returned the action. These actions were repeated once more on the way home.

Riley was initially bothered by Steven’s presence. Riley had never encountered a single person on his path to the mines. He didn’t think anyone knew of it. Riley had been doing it for years, alone, but all that changed a year ago. At first the everything about the man bothered him. His pristine suit, his hideous yellow umbrella, his dainty smile. Over time Riley had warmed up to these previously annoying characteristics.

He had one some digging. Riley had found out the man was a geologist in the mines, that he lived next to them and that he his name was Steven. Riley had pushed for a last name but was told that it wouldn’t be possible to divulge anymore personal information. He was informed that while Steven worked in the mines, he did not work in any of Riley’s shares and instead worked for the Devon corporation. A company that often fought with Riley’s over shares on the island.

Despite the fact that he interrupted Riley’s quiet time and was an employee for his biggest rival in  the mining business, he couldn’t help but be enthralled. He had no basis for his affections yet they somehow managed to develop them. Riley knew his small crush was both pointless and was going to go nowhere. Despite this, he found himself looking forward to seeing Steven everyday.

Riley lazily glances out the window. Grey clouds covered the sky. Riley pondered if he should bring a umbrella. Those thoughts were thrown out the window as he turned his eyes to clock. It now read twenty-five past seven. He should have left ten minutes ago. Riley rushes out of the house and down the lane, kicking open his gate in the process.

Riley ran. The sound of his dress shoes hitting the stoney road took over the usual environmental sounds as he raced towards the river. Riley was not one for being late. He never was but for a reason he couldn’t describe he felt like he had to be on time to his brief interaction with the devon worker. Riley slowed down as he reached the corner. He had made it on time but had grown tired in the process.

Riley was once quite a fit man. His muscles were evidence of this but due to years of sitting in office chairs and signing contracts had left him worse for wear. Even after he had moved to Iron island and began walking he still wasn’t the same as he was in his late teens. Riley did walk everyday but it is a stroll not a sprint. He wasn’t used to running anymore and judging by how tired he was. He didn’t think he would ever be.

Seconds after taking a short time to breath, he heard faint footsteps coming from around the corner. Riley straightened his back and began walking. Riley was tense as he walked. His neck was stiff and his movements slightly robotic. His heart was still pounding from running. A red tint had taken over his face and spread to his ears. He was both surprised and disgusted in himself. He had let a simple crush affect him so strongly. It was the first time he had felt so strongly over somebody he had never even talked to.  

The source of the light footsteps was revealed to be Steven turned the corner as Riley expected. Steven was now in full view of Riley’s gaze. Steven wore a suit of faint purples and a deep grey tie. Steven’s mind appeared to be in another place. His eyes were glazed over as he stared off into nothingness. Riley turned his head and let out a polite smile. A small smile passed Steven’s face but he still stayed within his thoughts. His hands fidgeting with the handle of his closed umbrella.

An indescribable feeling came over Riley, he wasn’t sure what or why but he suddenly began to mumble. “Um.uh.” stammered Riley. Riley knew the minute that he spoken that he had messed up, his attempt at a greeting had turned into a series of indecipherable noises. Riley felt his face heat up once more. He had made a mistake.

Riley’s embarrassment worsened when Steven jumped, his umbrella slipped out of his hands and hit the ground making an unsavoury noise. Riley had snapped him out of his trance like state and back to reality. “Oh, you.” said Steven serenely. Steven’s eyes were widened. He had hardly realised Riley was even there. The geologist bent down to retrieve his fallen item before it rolled into the river.

Steven placed the umbrella once more under his arm and stood up to talk to Riley. He did not have a chance before Riley spoke “I um have to go.” Riley ran around the corner. His footsteps grew more frantic the further he moved away from Steven. He ran until he was met with a dead end in the form pillars of black stone. He had reached the mine.

Riley perched himself against a wall. He had really messed up. With a groan Riley slide down the glossy, black rock. He was ashamed. He had one chance and he ruined it spectacularly. Riley was not sure what came over him. He wanted to finally talk to Steven, he had for a while yet he could only spew nonsensical mutterings. He reminded himself that he hardly knew the man, he would never have to talk to him. Though Riley would have to see him twice a morning. Riley shakes his head at himself. He was getting so uncharacteristically worked up over practically nothing.

No Sooner had Riley finished that thought when rain started to fall. Riley felt it drip onto his hat. He looked at the sky. It was definitely raining. The black clouds told Riley that it was only going to get worse. He lifted himself off the ground. The rain was getting heavier by the second. Riley regrets not bringing an umbrella with him. Riley had ran out of the house once he realised the time.

Riley, for the third time that day, began to run. The glossy rock of the island proved difficult to run on while wet. Riley continued to run. He ran around the corner and onto the riverside. Suddenly the world became blurred as Riley fell backwards. Riley lifts his head up, he had slipped on a piece of metal that was protruding from the ground.

A hand reached out through the thick rain. Riley examined it. The heavy droplets veiled the man’s face but Riley knew who it was. The only person it could be. “Come on, I don’t bite.” said the man. His voice was serene yet filled with humor.

Riley grasped the hand and was helped to his feet. Riley was pulled under the umbrella. It clearly wasn’t made for two people as Riley’s backside was still fully exposed to the rain. That didn’t go unnoticed by the smaller man. Steven pulled him in closer. Steven’s face was now practically in Riley’s chest. “Is that better? We couldn’t have you getting any wetter, you are already soaked.” Said Steven.  His voice was almost obscured by the crashing sound of the rain.

Steven was looking at Riley eagerly. Riley realised he had yet to say anything. “Oh, Thank you.” said Riley. “For sharing your umbrella.” continued Riley after a brief pause. Riley smiled at Steven. Riley could feel his heart beating in his chest. Riley reckoned Steven could too due to their close proximity.

“It is no problem at all. Luckily I brought an umbrella with me today. I contemplated leaving it at home this morning, thankfully I didn’t.” said Steven. His tone was light and airy. He had an obvious Hoenn accent. It sounded almost musical. Riley guessed by the man’s speaking that he was from a wealthy area as his wording was ever so slightly posh.

The man beamed once more as he said “I’m Steven.” Any attempt at a handshake had to be forgone. Steven couldn’t extend a hand without hitting Riley’s chest. Steven had to settle for turning his gaze up at the taller man. His gaze met with Riley’s. Steven’s piercing eyes cut through Riley’s developing daydreams.

Riley came back to reality long enough to reply. “My name is Riley.” Riley noticed the tenseness in his own voice. No doubt Steven did as well. Riley let in a breath and relaxed. The two men lapsed into silence. It wasn’t particularly awkward but Riley would struggle to call it comfortable. Riley stood there, with Steven close to chest for awhile before they both drifted back into their thoughts.

The soothing sound of rain was eventually interrupted by Steven. “It’s strange.” said Steven. The geologist seemed to be deep in thought as spoke.

Riley glanced at him. “What is?” said Riley.

“We see each other so often, yet this is the first time we have spoken.” replied Steven. It was strange. They both knew that but Riley never had the nerve to start up a conversation.

“I suppose you are right. We never have conversed,” said Riley. He was fully aware of this fact, He had to play it cool. “We are talking now though.” he continued.

A light breathy laugh filled the air. “I guess we are Riley, I guess we are.” said Steven with a smile. The way Steven said Riley’s name sent shivers up his spine. Steven took notice of this. “You cold?” he asked.

“Yes I am. Your umbrella does wonders for blocking out rain, cold? Not so much.” spoke Riley. A thin grin grew onto his face as Steven laughed once more.

“I guess not. This umbrella is many things. Waterproof, visible, aesthetically pleasing but it doesn’t really help temperature-wise.” spoke Steven with a sigh.

Riley’s mind hit a wall at the geologists last statement. “Aesthetically pleasing? To whom? This thing is lemon yellow.” asked Riley in shock. He could describe the colourful cloth with many words, “pleasing” wouldn’t be one of them.

A flush of pink developed on Steven’s face.. He angled his face away from Riley. “I like it,” he grumbled. “It is bright…and I bought it in slateport market,” continued the man. The pinkness spread further across his face with each word. Iit finally engulfed his ears when Riley begun to chuckle.

Just as Steven was about to retort, Riley noticed the rain had cleared up. He placed a palm outside the safe circumference of the umbrella. A few drops hit his hand. It was less than a drizzle. “It looks like it cleared up,” Observed Steven. He stepped back from Riley reluctantly. They were had just started…

Riley nodded in agreement. He waved goodbye to Steven, the man returned the gesture. Riley turned around, he started to walk away. He was going to leave. Leave the man he had spent the last year wanting to talk to. Go back to briefly exchanging smiles as they crossed each other. Riley couldn’t go back to that. Not after talking to him.

Riley turned around and spoke. “Ugh hey.” Steven whipped around with surprising speed. He looked intently at Riley as he spoke. “Would you like to, I don’t know. Go get coffee or something?” Asked Riley. The words left his mouth stilted and awkward but they got they got his point across.

“Yes!” replied Steven almost instantly before calming down and following with “I would love to. How about tomorrow?” Steven’s smile was now from ear to ear. His flush had returned but was now gathered at his cheeks. Riley could only nod in agreement as he gazed at Steven. Drinking in the man with his eyes.

Steven turned and began to walk down the path and to the mine. Riley had finally talked to him, or rather he talked to Riley. Riley was happy either way.

Something occurred to Riley. He called after Steven. “Wait, how am I supposed to contact you?” Asked Riley. He needed to make sure he could meet up with Steven again, even if it was just for coffee.

Steven turned his head so that Riley was in view before speaking. “We see each other everyday.” It was brief but it answered Riley’s question. A chuckle drifted through the morning air. It slowly escalated into laughter. It was Steven, his laughter permeated his mind. Riley was enthralled by it.

RIley could only stand there, rooted the ground as the laughing Steven rounded the corner.

OH BOY! Fluff is so hard! It was my first attempt but still. Also you can thank my horrible, partying neighbours for this fics completion at 6 am……woow….

I would greatly appreciate any form of criticism so that I can continue to improve my writing abilities.

I saw some art of a Masquerade au of Steven and Riley so I thought it would be interesting   to write about.

Steven sighed. It was all he could do to make displeasure known without setting off his father. His family was attending a masquerade ball. It was taking place in a large manor just outside of Rustboro city. Being the heir Steven was expected to attend. Joseph, his father, was starting to talk about marriage and in his eyes this event was the perfect excuse for his son to seek out an eligible woman. Steven had made the dull argument that the purpose of a masquerade ball was to protect anonymity. Stevens father was having none of it.

Inside the dark black doors of the carriage, Steven felt the familiar feeling of anxiety settle in his stomach. His mask began to feel tight around the bridge of his nose. He tugged at it but to no avail, it remained as constricting as ever. Beauty always payed a price he supposed. Beautiful indeed thought Steven as he admired himself in the his mother’s hand mirror. Despite its uncomfortable material, his outfit looked stunning. The mask covered his upper face, it was a silver material with lines of gold. The gold formed various patterns and ended in leaf pattern. His suit followed the same silver and gold pattern. The pin his father gave him gleamed in the moonlight that came through the window. Steven fidgeted with the gem on the pin.

Steven tried to adjust his collar before being scolded by his mother. “Don’t mess up your collar dear. That suit was custom made.” she readjusted his collar. Before following up with “Give me my mirror back.” Steven handed the mirror and watched his mother apply a powder to her face. Steven continued to stir over the upcoming events.

The carriage finally arrived at the manor. The manor stood tall in the endless fields of green that surrounded it.  The radiant white accompanied by red accents shone brightly even in the dark gloomy night. The manor resembled a palace from a fairy tale mused Steven as he gazed out the window.

The carriage stopped in front of the manor. Stevens mother shooed him out. He exited. Servants guided the Stone family into the red roofed building. Doors were opened and the Stones were escorted into a large hall.

There was swarms of people, all clothed in the finest material and the most lustrous of jewelry. Each and every guest was wearing a mask. Each mask was different yet they all had similar features, large, bright,stiff. Though that could be said about most aspects of noble life. Some danced, some observed, the majority were in light conversation. No doubt about things that would make any average person descend into sleep. Steven he was not average . He would be forced to engage in said conversations. The idea didn’t disgust him, talking to people of influence. His father’s plans for him would be far worse. The thought having to court a woman, Steven hardly wanted to think of it, yet here it was. Right in front of him was the one thing he was not willing to do for his family.

As if on cue, Mr. Stone says “Steven”. The steel haired boy turned to his father. “I expect you to start looking for a woman.” The words were slightly warped by the loud chattering of other guests but the point still came across. “I understand you are shy but this is very important to me and to your mother, you are an adult now, you must choose a wife. do you understand?”

The heir only nodded. His father said words that sounded like “Good boy” but hearing became difficult as music bounded from a small stage on the far side of the room. His mother gave him a pat on the back and Steven set off. The heir was greeted by a waiter who offered him a glass. Champagne he guessed, judging by the colour. Steven took a large sip, he hoped it would help loosen him up. It didn’t.

The steel haired man looked around the hall. It was packed with mask wearing women all ready to be married, or so his father thought. In truth, Steven had no wish to marry but for the sake of his family, he approached one.

The woman was wearing a black and white frilled dress and a bow in her hair.The mask she was wearing looked vaguely feline. She reminded the Steven of a monochromatic Sylveon. Her eyes were sweeping the ballroom. It was obvious even under her mask. Steven greeted her. The woman jumped in shock.

“Hello, I must say you look wonderful tonight.” spoke Steven in his most charming voice and his fakest smile. “Who might you be?” He asked. The woman looked hesitant to speak with Steven but did so anyway. Probably in the same situation as he was.

“I am….Mai.” She said after a few moments of thought. The steel haired man got the feeling that she was being deceitful but he ignored it due to the fact that he could see his father’s eyes on him. The heir introduced himself and proceeded to talk to Mai. Steven did most of the talking because whenever he asked a question she would give short answers in a tone that matched her dress.

Then it was time to dance. The string quartet began to play a slow song. Steven grabbed her hand. They were coalesced and rough. Steven commented on this in surprise. “Your hands are quite worked. Do you do much manual labour?” He asked carefully.

Mai’s mouth opened. The part of her face that was visible turned white. The black haired woman broke from Stevens hand and ran out the patio door with speed not even a soldier could possess.

Steven ran out the door. He ran down a the footpath. Mai was conversing with a man in a blue hat. He attempted to hide himself but it was in vain. The mask clad woman fled. Her outstanding speed propelled her across across the path and over the hedge. This left the man in the blue hat. He was partially visible in the moonlight. He had a hair that blended with his hat and a tough yet lean figure, The man adorned a blue fedora, a blue mask with silver lining  and close fit for a rogue. Maybe that’s what this person was.

The man in blue stepped forward. Steven took a leap back. The slippery dress shoes did agree with this motion. Steven fell backwards, He landed on cold stone path. The rogue continued to walk towards Steven. He stepped between the heirs legs and bent down. Despite the fact that He was paralyzed in fear, he still managed to blush at the action. The rogue examined the heir. Something caught his eye. A hand grasped his chest and pulled out the pin that was in Stevens ornate coat. Steven let out a “No.” and tried to grab the man’s hand. His efforts got him pushed against a wall.

He was let go and The man held the pin up into the moonlight. Green light glistened from it. The double helix spiral was plain to see. A grin stretched across the rogue’s face. It was face of pure joy. Steven was taken aback this. It was terrifying yet oddly beautiful.

Steven voice was hoarse and stiff as he spoke. “Return that at once.” He attempted a threatening voice but it wavered too much to appear as such. The man pocketed the pin and sprung up from in between the heirs legs.

The steel haired man called after the rogue. The hat clad man turned around and smiled before running off. He was not as fast as his monochromatic partner but still faster than steven. The steel haired ran after him.

He had to get his pin back. It was his most precious possession, priceless. He had an idea of where the rogue may be going. Steven knew the manor well despite its size, most of the balls he had attended has been in the red roofed manor. A loud noise confirmed his suspicions.The steel haired man continued to run but the scratchy material of his attire was preventing him from sprinting.  

He eventually reaches the source of the sound. He is greeted with a large metal door. It was felt ajar. He was well acquainted with the door, it was the one he used to enter the upstairs of the manor when was hiding from his father. Steven shook his head, he had no time to be reminiscing.  

The heir ran through the doorway. He walked down the hallway. The sound of his shoes reverberated off the stone walls as he ran down the stairs and up the stairs. He ran through door after door. They were all ajar. Steven eventually found the man in a room that not even he had been to before.

The room was lined with wooden boxes, all with locks. The man appeared to be looking for something. He kicked through the wooden lids with power Steven didn’t know was possible. He looked in each one before moving on to the next one. The man did this for a few more until he noticed something special about a particular box. He kicks it but it refuses to open. The hat wearing man bent down to inspect the box.

Steven couldn’t help but notice the man’s ass. Tight blue material bound it in a way that made it appear more prominent than it likely was. Steven felt a tightness in his trousers. “Not the time steven” He muttered to himself.

The man turned around. Steven expected him to be startled but the man was relaxed. Smug even. He looked at Steven. His eyes swept up and down the heirs figure as if sizing him up. “Return my pin at once.” Commanded the steel haired man, His voice shook slightly but it the point still got across. The man came close to Steven in one quick motion, a motion so fast Steven could not react to it.

The rogue pushed steven against wall. The stone was cold on his back. The heir attempted to break free, to struggle but the man had him pegged against the wall. The rogues grip was Iron tight. The man looked straight into Steven’s eyes. Looking straight into him. Steven blushed despite the situation at hand.

A husky voice reverberates around the room.”what are you going to do about it?” The man tilted his head in a mock expression of curiosity. He brought his face closer to Steven’s. “Well?” He continues. Steven can feel the man’s warm breath on his face. He shivers and begins to feel his heart racing.

“Nothing? Good. I can’t have people knowing i’m here, Now can I?” Asked the man. Each word slipped from his tongue in a manner that had only been heard from common people. Every word was intoxicating. Like a wave, each word threatened to bring him under. Fear, that was what Steven felt, the thing boiling inside him, yet he knew that it was not alone another feeling ,less familiar yet recognisable threatened to show itself to masked man in front of him. Arousal.

Steven knew it was a completely inappropriate time, he fully acknowledged that, unfortunately weeks of restraint seemed have been undone by this tight clothed thief.

“What is your name?” Asked the man. He placed his thumb under Steven’s chin and angled the heirs head so that it faced him. He got slightly closer.

“Um,” Steven stumbled with his words before finally muttering the word. “Steven, thats my name. What is yours?” Steven asked tentatively. The man grinned and let out a bark of laughter. His grip loosened but Steven could still not get free.

“Out of all the people I have had in this position, done had ever been daring enough to ask that.” The man says with a smile, it was a smug smile of a robber but it was a smile never-the-less. “My name is Riley. Not that that matters for you too much.” The man, named Riley, finished with a threat. His face. Or the part of his face not obscured by his mask was kind but his words held so weight to them.

“What am I do to with you? Normally I would just end you but… I like you. So what should I do? You can’t be trusted so I can’t let you go. Hmm.” Riley whispered into Steven’s ear.

Steven felt the one thing he didn’t want to feel. The sense of blood running into his lower body,The heat and pressure that came along with it. Steven tried to squirm away but Riley’s grip was too strong. His erection pressed against the body beside him.

“You obviously like me too.” Grinned Riley. “What a treat, a man able and willing? That is more than I could have hoped for. Here I was thinking your Pin was the only precious thing I would be taking from you.” Riley said seductively into his ear.

The blue bound man lifted Steven’s hands against the cold stone wall. Riley slid his tongue into Steven’s mouth. He sweeped the cavern of Steven’s mouth, Steven moaned and deepened the kiss. Riley broke his iron grip on the heirs hands. He explored his new partner’s body until finally he reached Steven’s ass.

Steven wasted no time with his new found freedom and plunged his hands into the man’s trousers. He reached past the man’s underwear to feel a large patch of hair.  The thought of Riley’s manhood and its hair sent shivers down Steven’s spine and into his dick. It bulged against the tight fabric of his dress clothes, It was begging to be free. Riley did just that. In one quick motion, Steven’s lower half had become bare.

Steven’s cock stood proudly in the moonlight. Riley looked down and placed a hand on the heirs pride. He felt small stubble of steel coloured hair. The man wrapped his hand around the tightly cut cock and proceeded to go up and down. Each motion elicited a moan from steven.  “Ah, ah, ah” Cried steven as Riley made sure his partner was being pleasured.

Steven used his forgotten hand. The one in riley’s trousers to grab the man by his member. He jerked the man. It was crude, to Riley he was an obvious virgin, he still appreciated the sentiment. Riley bent down and licked the heirs dick. This brought out a moan from the heir.

Riley proceeded to engulf the man’s cock. He swallowed it to the hilt. Steven’s moans were now louder than before. He swirled his tongue around steven’s manhood. His tongue caressed the head and moved to the tip. Here he lapped up some precome that had escaped.

Riley stood up. He gazed at his partners face. It was red and his lips were swollen. A tongue hung slightly out of the man’s mouth. He looked like a mess. Just the way Riley liked them.

“Ah. ugh. You haven’t revealed yourself yet.” Steven tried to say in a seductive manner but his panting voice and moans made it come off as a desperate plea. Riley was more than happy to answer that plea. He opened up the front of his trousers and jerked down his pants.

“Eager aren’t we? Don’t worry. Your needs will be satisfied soon enough.” Riley spoke with a smile. He slid his hands through the heirs hair and pulled off his mask. Riley gazed into the eyes of the steel haired man. “Your eyes are gorgeous.” Remarked Riley in admiration. Steven blushed. Riley shook his head. “I will try to make this as pleasurable as possible.” Riley said with genuine concern. He enjoyed playing with the victim of his thievery but didn’t want to see him hurt too badly.

Steven realised what he was about to do. His eyes widened with surprise but spread his legs anyway. Riley was rooting through his pockets for some lubricante. “Wrap your legs around me.” Commanded Riley. Steven did just that and wrapped around Riley’s hard frame. The heir pride stood tall in front of Riley.

The hat wearing man pulled out a bottle of lubricant. He poured some onto his hand.He massaged some into his cock. A gasp slipped from his mouth as he entered Steven. He was tight. Very tight. Steven let out a gasp of pain. Riley knew he should have loosened him with his finger but Riley couldn’t take it any more. Steven started to feel less pain and more pleasure. He relaxed his body.

“You alright?” Asked Riley. Steven was panting heavily now. He had his eyes closed and was awaiting Riley’s cock.

“Yes… please.” Begged Steven. Riley slammed into Steven.The heirs back was pushed into the cold wall. Riley let out a husky groan as Steven’s moans grew in intensity. Riley thrust into the man with a frantic rhythm.

Steven let out a particularly loud moan and Riley knew it was time. Ribbons of his essence flew from steven’s dick and splattered on Riley’s tunic. Riley caught a few drops with his finger and licked it seductively. “Delicious” whispered Riley into steven’s ear.

Steven’s head was a wreak. He pent up desire had faded and it left him with a warm feeling in him.Riley wasn’t done however. The rogue pounded into Steven. Steven only felt excess pleasure as he drown in his own thoughts. Vague feelings came to him but nothing solid arose. He closed his eyes once more and waited for Riley to finish.

In a matter of minutes, Riley released his cum into steven. “F..Fuck” Moaned Riley. Steven gasped at the unfamiliar liquid spreading through him. He finally pulled out. Cum dripped from his manhood as he laid Steven on the ground. Steven was in a mess. His lips were swollen. His own semen dripped from his shirt and Riley’s from his ass. Despite this he seemed content.

Riley stood up and pulled up his clothes to cover his lower half. The man looked disheveled. Steven’s juices still dripped from his tunic, some had dried to leave white stains, other drops continued to fall. He put back on his hat and set a course for a metal box on the other side of the room. The hat adorned man kicked the box in with his unnatural strength and picked up the contents.

It was a larger version of the gem on steven’s pin. Riley pocketed the gem and was about to leave but a cry stopped him. “Wait… my pin.” Cried steven.

Riley looked around at Steven. He was trying to stand up but the pain his behind prevented him from doing so. He was tired, sore and dripping with cum. Riley acknowledged that and pulled out the pin from his pocket. The rogue stook it in his cloak and then laid the cloak on steven as a blanket.

“Your face.” whispered Steven. Riley was still wearing his mask. He took pity on the man on the floor, It was Riley who put him in this state in the first place. Riley took off his mask. He gave Steven a minute to admire his face before kissing him. It was not lust filled yet it was not just a peak.

With that Riley leap out the window, the last he saw of Steven was the heir clutching on to his pin.

The man climbed up onto the rooftop and navigated his way to a low ledge. He jumped and hit the ground safely. A black and white Blur rushed towards him.

“Did you get it?” asked the woman in a familiar monotone.

“Of course Marley, who do you think I am?” Riley proclaimed proudly as he pulled out the stone t admire it.

“Why are you covered in…?ew” Asked Marley as she bent down to examine the liquid. She quickly pulled back as she realised what it was.

“Really? On a heist? You could have waited until we got home.” said marley in her signature monotone.

Riley laughed quietly. “This isn’t mine, it is that rich kids. The one who tried to court you?” Replied Riley as he admired Steven’s staines.

“Did you….?” Marley’s eyes widened for the first time in the conversation, her voice laced with disgust, The question was unfinished yet still hung strong in the heir.

Riley looked at her in disbelief. “Oh course not! He was begging for it.” Replied Riley. He thought back to Steven’s hazy blushed face. The fondness was evident on his face.

“I don’t need the details, let’s get hom. I am tired.” stated Marley.

“You just want to see your girlfriend Cheryl, don’t you?” asked Riley, Marley just returned a knowing smile and they set off home.

“Link stretched out his arm, placing it on Sidon’s chest as he debated to wake Sidon up or not. Link had previously planned to leave before Sidon awoke but after last night Link had a change of heart. After some brief deliberation Link decided to rouse Sidon from his sleep.

Link placed his hands on Sidon’s chest. Feeling the smooth scales as he gently shook the Zora. “It’s morning,” said Link. Sidon’s eyes fluttered open. He drowsily gazed at Link.

“Already?” muttered Sidon. “It feels as though we just fell asleep moments ago,” he continued. Sidon pulled back the covers. Link watched as Sidon rose from the waterbed. Link had become well acquainted with Sidon over the last few weeks but yet his height astonished Link every time. Sidon stretched before crossing the room, bending down and retrieving his jewelry from the floor.