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The Anal Thief for HandofBlades by Draconicon

When night had fallen, Barnaxi made his way over to his master's door. The Argonian paused at the wooden barrier, pressing the side of his head against it to listen for the sounds of a man awake. He waited, knowing that Dar'Shanji was full of tricks, and knowing that he'd have only one shot to prove himself to his master.

Yet, there was nothing to hear. Hoping that his luck would hold out, Barnaxi slowly turned his lockpick until he heard the tumblers collapse. The door opened silently - something he'd ensured would happen with a bit of oil earlier in the day - and he looked inside.

To his relief, the Khajiit thief was already asleep on the bed. Or at the very least, he seemed to be. Barnaxi continued to wait, letting time go by as he listened to the older male's breathing patterns. Few people could keep it even enough to fake sleep, and he doubted that even Dar'Shanji could do something like that.

When it remained even for several minutes, he finally stepped out of the doorframe, and shut the door behind him as quietly as he could. The Argonian snuck up to the bed, and reached into a pouch that he kept at his waist.

If this doesn't prove that I deserve to be your apprentice, nothing will.

Chains and rope were pulled from the sack, and he laid them down on the ground, making sure to keep everything properly coiled so that they didn't clatter or clang or tangle together. Bit by bit, each piece was revealed, until it was all laid out, like a master smith putting his tools out for a task.

Barnaxi took several slow, deep breaths to calm himself down. He knew that he was pushing his luck; the master thief before him had said he needed to steal something of great value if he wanted to become Dar'Shanji's apprentice. He'd thought about it, thinking about all the things in the world that might count as something valuable to the eccentric Khajiit, but everything was either too valuable to be able to reach, or too cheap to be worth stealing.

But there was one thing that doubtlessly could be stolen, if he was smart enough. He just hoped that the Khajiit didn't wake up until it was too late.

Tonight, I steal your virginity, he thought as he examined the way Dar'Shanji laid across the bed. He was nearly spread-eagle already, with his legs pushed so far out to the sides. One arm reached towards the head of the bed, as well; all he needed to do was tie the feet back, and then put the arms together...and with a little bit of knife work, get rid of the pants...

He blushed as he looked at the feline's rump, imagining having his cock sunk into that hole. Doubtlessly, the master thief had guarded himself over the years, so it would be tight. He would need some lube, no doubt about it - which he had, he realized after a quick check - but it would be amazing.

Taking a deep breath, Barnaxi stepped forward with the chain -

Clang.

He froze, hearing the soft chime of metal striking against wood. The Argonian cursed in his head, hardly believing that he'd been so stupid. Not checking to make sure that the chain was high enough to avoid striking the bed; what was wrong with him?

He leaped forward, but it was too late. Dar'Shanji was already waking, and he kicked his legs out of the way before the Argonian could grab them. Despite flailing about for some grip on the master thief, all that he managed to accomplish was to fall in the bed, and as that happened, he realized that the ropes and chains were no longer on the floor, or in his hands. Rather, they were in Dar'Shanji's.

Barnaxi rolled onto his back, looking up at his master with a blush on his face, and he tried to get off of the bed. Before he could even swing one leg over the side, the Khajiit shoved him back, holding him down on the bed with one hand. The chains jingled in the other, and the Argonian swallowed nervously at the toothy grin he was presented with.

"Well, well, what do we have here? Does my hopeful apprentice think to tie me up and get what he wants through force?"

"I never -"

"Ah, ah. Dar'Shanji knows when you lie."

Barnaxi's blush got worse as the Khajiit leaned over him, pressing down a little harder. His heart raced as he felt the expert grip of the master thief against him, pulling him up along the bed.

"Tell Dar'Shanji what you planned, and perhaps he will not banish you from his presence."

"I...I was just trying to steal something from you."

"Heh, tying me down so I couldn't chase you? A poor plan, Barnaxi; I would have thought you'd be better."

"No, I..."

"You what?"

"I..."

He looked down and away. All of a sudden, his idea of stealing his master's virginity sounded more stupid than he could believe. How he'd ever thought that it was in any way brilliant, he didn't know; what he did know was that he was going to be in such trouble...

"I wanted to steal...your virginity."

Silence. The Argonian looked away for as long as he could, but after a few minutes of no words, he couldn't take it any longer. He looked back up, and saw great astonishment on Dar'Shanji's face. Astonishment...and amusement?

The Khajiit's face twisted into a smile again as he pulled away. Barnaxi tried to follow, but was jerked back barely a few inches off of the bed. Yelping at the sudden tug on his arms, he looked over his shoulder, and stared. His arms had been tied to the headboard of the bed when he wasn't looking, and now he couldn't get away.

"You...how -"

"You distracted yourself, and Dar'Shanji took advantage. It was not exactly hard to do such a thing."

"But -"

"So." Dar'Shanji chuckled as he picked up more of the ropes, and Barnaxi blushed as he was tied down further, legs pulled apart. "You believed you could steal the great Dar'Shanji's virginity, eh? You thought that you could come in, tie him down, and then slam right in, taking it for yourself?"

"Well...when you put it that way..."

"Heh. You wouldn't have succeeded."

"Well, I didn't..."

"But not because of bungling."

He blinked, looking down the bed at his master. The Khajiit smirked as he slipped his hands down to his pants, pulling them down before doing the same with his loincloth. The lizard's blush got worse as he was able to see the feline's shaft getting harder, particularly as the thief slipped onto the bed.

"Dar'Shanji lost his virginity a long time ago. There was nothing to steal."

"You - oh divines, I'm an idiot."

"Yes, you are." The thief chuckled. Barnaxi jerked as he felt something sharp press into his pants, and his face burned again as he realized the thief had torn a hole in the back of his pants. "But now, I will steal yours, as you intended to steal mine."

The Argonian could think of nothing to say to that, particularly as the Khajiit jumped on the bed beside him and lowered himself over his bound form. Barnaxi blushed worse and worse, and he closed his eyes as he felt that cock tip slide inside of his pants and rub against his hole. It was worse than the time that he had slipped up around the guards and ended up with his bare ass shown off to the whole town as he ran away.

Dar'Shanji just chuckled, though, and Barnaxi knew that it wouldn't 'start' until he opened his eyes. All he would feel would be that pulsing head near his hole, rubbing just under his tail. The master thief was too much of a tease - and far too much of a showman - to ever let it go without an audience.

So he opened his eyes.

As soon as he did, the thief slid in, and the Argonian moaned as he was filled to the brim with the cat's cock. He clenched his hands into fists, and his already hard cock throbbed all the harder in his pants.

"Hehehe, look at you. Already hard?"

"I...It was from looking at you."

"And so eager. If the great Dar'Shanji didn't know better, he'd say that he wasn't stealing anything from you at all."

"Mmph. Well, you're..."

"Don't tell the great Dar'Shanji -"

"Yep. Someone else beat you to it."

He blushed a bit, but at least it was something to throw back at the Khajiit. Not much, admittedly, but it turned it from a lesson to something else.

"Guess you didn't case your target as well as you usually do, huh?"

"HA!"

Dar'Shanji threw back his head and laughed, though to Barnaxi's groaning annoyance, the Khajiit didn't pull out of him. He could still feel that throbbing pressure inside of him, rubbing against him and driving him crazy.

"Oh, you pulled a good joke on the great Dar'Shanji. I have never failed to get what I wanted, but here...you are good."

"Good enough...to be your apprentice?"

"Ha! No. But you earned another night to try."

Honestly, that was better than he'd been expecting. He started to nod, only to groan as he was fully penetrated, feeling that cock reach deep inside of him. The Argonian curled his toes in pleasure, moaning as he was filled to the brim.

It was hard to take the Khajiit's cock in that position, but he moaned regardless, panting as he was fucked from above. He rocked back and forth on the bed, eventually pushing his hips up to meet his master's thrusts, taking it as deep as he could with each rocking motion. His scales soon gleamed with sweat, and he moaned as his cock rubbed against the inside of his pants.

Back and forth, his master rocked him, fucking him harder with each passing second. It left him gasping and moaning, arching his back to meet each successive thrust, and loving it. His cock throbbed hard in his pants, and harder when Dar'Shanji reached down.

"The great Dar'Shanji...demands your...seed!"

A swift squeeze later, and the thief had it. The Argonian moaned as he came in his pants, filling them with his cum and making a mess of it. He shuddered and moaned, his orgasm continuing even as the master thief filled him to the brim and then some.

When Dar'Shanji pulled out, and the seed spilled onto the bed, he looked up at the thief and smiled.

"I...did steal something."

"What?"

The Argonian tugged something out with a tail, holding up a coinpurse. The Khajiit gasped, and tapped at the side of his pants where it had been hanging. For a moment, Dar'Shanji continued to look shocked, but then grinned.

"Now that, my boy, is how you steal something."

The End