An (in)Decent Job
Streetlights flickered along the street as the last few ribbons of sunlight faded into the darkness. Desperately they sputtered to life, driving away the shadows for a brief moment before going dead once more. The city hadn't bothered repairing them in years too numerous to count but that simply made it easier for him to go about his business.
Perched atop the roof of a penthouse overlooking the faltering downtown, he took a final stock of his equipment. Securing a single item from a near fortress wasn't going to be easy but then, easy never meant fun. He strapped the NV goggles to his head, pausing for a moment to slide them down over his eyes before tapping the power button on the side. If the intel was right he'd have about twenty minutes to get in and out while the alarms autocycled their diagnostics. The skylight below him would provide all the access he'd need.
He placed his taloned hand against the glass as he traced then in a perfect circle. It was better than trying to wrestle with a glass cutter, even if a little primitive. A light tap of his finger and a quick flick of the wrist and the hole was complete without a trace of broken glass to be seen. He slid his hand inside, tapping in the security codes on the roof access keypad. The almost invisible red light flashed green once before dieing off completely. He slid his hand in further, unlatching the pane before pulling it back.
Below him, the goggles showed no signs of life. A quick scan through the frequency filters also revealed no sonics, light or motion sensors currently active. He clamped the end of a rapelling cable to the frame of the skylight, securing the other end to the harness strapped around him. A twenty foot jump wouldn't be that dangerous to him but the resounding thud from three hundred some odd pounds of lizard on the floor below would probably draw more attention than would be wise.
He angled himself easily through the open window, shifting a little to slip his broad shoulders between the edges of the frame. Reflexively, he grabbed the middle support for the skylight with his foot, clinging tightly as he adjusted the line for a controlled decent.
Light suddenly flooded the room, pouring over him as he froze in place.
"You know, if you had been just a little louder, I'm sure the rest of the city could have heard you."
The goggles, now useless, were pulled up over his eyes as he stared down into the room, trying to focus on the origin of the voice. Standing there, clad in little more than a pair of silk boxers and an undershirt was a rather bemused looking dragon.
The lizard remained still for a moment. Regardless of having been caught at the moment, the alarms were all still deactivated and the full body suit and mask he was wearing provided ample anonymity. He smiled a little before releasing the grip of his foot. He kept his body slack until just before the floor, pulling into a tight somersault and landing on his feet, hand splayed out in front of him for support.
The dragon lifted an eyeridge, "Cocky. I have to say you're one of the more arrogant thieves I've seen around here. Most of them scuttle away like cockroaches as soon as they see the light."
The lizard stood, crossing his arms over his chest as he subtly took in a deep breath. It was an old intimidation tactic, try to look bigger than you opponent, but even old tricks had their place.
The dragon smirked. "Not a talker either I see. Alright. I can see you're willing to get in a tussle," He lifted a clawed hand to the display near him grasping the hilt of one of the epees that rested there. "Friendly match. We'll see how willing either of us are to break this impasse." The dragon tossed the sword to the lizard before drawing his own blade.
"En garde."
The blades clashed instantly as the lizard pressed the attack. Swordfighting wasn't something he'd bothered to work on in between his B&E skills and bluffing but it was better to try and look for a weak spot than have to stakeout another choice location. The dragon easily deflected the lunge, stepping back one pace and drawing the lizard on.
The next attack was a wide arc, simply attempting to break the rules of engagement for such a regimented style of fighting. The dragon's reaction was belated, allowing the lizard to drive in again with a quick flick of the wrist. The cotton t-shirt was the loser in the conflict and hung off the dragon in shreds.
"Interesting move..." The dragon was grinning now, taking the moment to tear off the ruined garment and tossing it to the floor. His wiry frame was now exposed to the open air; the deep azure scales on his chest already glistening from his exertion. The lizard smiled beneath his mask as well. After all, he was in it for the tawdry thrills and there's nothing quite so lewd as getting a chance to ogle an attractive body. The momentary distraction, however, was enough for the dragon to return the favor. A few quick strokes later and the chest of the skintight suit the lizard wore hung in rags from his waist. The sleeves, however, remained intact around his forearms, seemingly left there on purpose.
The lizard hissed, "Dammit. Do you know how much that thing cost me?"
"Ahh, now I get a few words out of you." The dragon stepped smoothly into a guard. "And a good... look... at you."
The lizard blushed a little under the mask, feeling the gentle breeze from the window above across his smooth bellyscales. His broad chest tensed as he lifted the sword again, his eyes focused on the dragon.
"Are you just going to pose for my titillation, or are we fighting here," the dragon taunted.
The lizard lunged forward again, driving towards the dragon's chest. The strike was long, leaving the dragon ample time to step to the side and an additional moment to slap the broadside of the sword against the lizard's taut backside.
The lizard's claws rose up to his face, tearing away the mask and goggles. It had gone way past professional and was now personal. He tossed the sword to the side and barreled forward, ramming his meaty shoulder into the dragon and knocking them both to the ground with a resounding thud.
"...urg..." Beneath the lizard, the dragon had little room to move, much less breathe. The fellow on top of his was anything but light.
The amber scaled snout of the lizard hovered above the dragon's as the two sets of eyes met.
"I came here to rob the place, not prance around with someone's fencing coach." The lizard kept his forearm pressed against the dragon's chest to keep him pinned.
"...Yves... I've got a name for a reason, after all..."
The lizard sighed, "I don't care. I'm not here to chat you up."
"Too bad for the both of us..."
The lizard glared at Yves, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"...Come now, you can't fault me for enjoying a little physical contact with a hot piece of reptile such as yourself."
The lizard was beginning to get a headache from this. "So, wait? You come out of your room half-dressed and attempt to skewer me with a sword, for what I must admit is a very good reason, and now you're hitting on me?"
Yves shrugged as best he could, "I admire your moxie. Most of the time, I just take a few moments every night to keep the rabble from robbing me blind. It was refreshing to see someone who was actually willing to work for his prize."
"And how do I know you're not just sweet talking me so you can get up and run me through with some other sharp, pointed object you've got stashed on some wall?"
Yves lifted his snout, parting his lips for a moment before pressing them firmly against the lizard's. Instinct took over for a moment, two forked tongues twining as the lizard sunk down into the kiss. Yves began to rumble softly as he shifted a little beneath the lizard. Just as suddenly as it started, the kiss was broken and the would-be thief was blushing a dark brown.
"Wha-..."
Yves grinned. "Not a bad kisser either. You sure you didn't miss your true calling?"
The lizard got back onto his feet, now a dark brown as the stared down at the lithe reptile on the floor. Already the lower half of the bodysuit he wore was making it painfully apparent that he was enjoying this strange game of cat and mouse.
Yves stood slowly and cupped his paw around the lizard's growing bulge. His tongue flicked out over the amber scales of the lizard's cheek as he whispered sibilantly.
"What's wrong with a little play? The alarms are off, the place is empty..." Yves' talons prickled along the tight spandex, teasing the lizard's scales and sensitive groin. "I could tell you how boring it is, being up here, but I'm sure you wouldn't believe me."
The rush of desire and the thrill of the sudden shift in attitudes was beginning to overwhelm the lizard's better judgment. His hands slid over the smooth curve of the dragon's hips, sliding the silk boxers into a puddle at Yves' feet. He turned his snout, meeting with the dragon's as the two of them pulled closer, pressing into an impassioned kiss.
Yves took this moment to trail his claws along the lizard's thighs, further shredding the spandex and letting it fall away. Groin to groin and chest to chest, the two embraced lewdly, naked in the soft glow of the surrounding lights. The lizard ground his hips against the dragon's smoothly scaled groin, letting the tip of his shaft drag up and along the cleft of Yves' reptillian slit. The responce was immediate as the dragon clung needfully to the muscled lizard, his hips urging the tip of the thick cock before him into his inviting slit.
The lizard moaned softly at the warmth that surrounded his shaft, breaking the kiss as he looked down to see his length slip into Yves. The dragon clawed lightly at the lizard's back, urging him to push deeper inside.
"...rrrrg..." Yves nipped at the lizard's neck. "You sure know how to show a guy a good time..."
The lizard growled and pressed forward until his hips were flush with Yves' feeling the pulsing warmth of both their cocks sheathed in the svelte dragon. Yves squeezed the lizard's rumpcheeks as he cried out, shuddering as slit fluids and trickles of pre began to slicken his inner thighs.
The lizard grunted softly as he began to thrust slow and steady into Yves' slit. "...rrrr... Do you do this with all the people who try to rob you?"
Yves smiled, his eyes flickering shut as he ground back against the lizard's hips. "Only the devilishly attractive ones that I don't know," His paws teased lightly under the base of the lizard's tail. "The ones I do know, I get even dirtier with." He gasped between moans.
The lizard licked his lips as he thrust hard against Yves' letting loose with a short stream of pre. "In that case... ggrrrrr... I'm Ethen..." The lizard clutched the dragon to him tightly as he felt his balls begin to pull upwards. "Pleased... to... meet... you..."
Yves squeezed Ethen's rumpcheeks harder, grinding down as he felt the big lizard begin to tense up. With a short bellow, Ethen's cock pulsed inside the dragon's slit, flooding his own aching cock with jet after jet of hot seed. He moaned out as he felt the fluids gush down along his thighs, his paws squeezing the rock hard muscle beneath those beautiful amber scales.
Slowly, Ethen's shaft ceased to a trickle, his tongue lolling from his mouth as he desperately tried to catch his breath. Yves pulled slowly away, letting the thick cock slide from his slit as his own shaft began to push out. Already glistening with his fluids and the sticky cum that Ethen had provided, Yves felt it was best to take his turn.
Nipping at the lizard's neck, he slowly slid around behind Ethen. His arms wrapped around the lizard's taut stomach as his hips nudged the scaled tail aside. The lizard barely had time to recover before feeling the dragon's own thick endowment slip suddenly into his tight passage.
Ethen fell forward from the sensation, his hand splaying out to catch him. Yves, on the other hand, simply slid his hands to the lizard's hips and gripped them tightly. Already lubricated, the invasion was far from an unpleasant one. Ethen could already feel his shaft beginning to respond again. Yves remained focused, though. His own need driving him against the muscled lizard beneath him, pounding hard against Ethen's prostate.
"...urrrrg!" Ethen panted as Yves hilted hard and deep within him. The dragon was certainly bigger than anything he'd ever taken before. "Is this the... dirty part...?" He panted.
Yves leaned forward to nip at Ethen's neck. "Oh... This is just the beginning..."
It took only a few more thrusts, slamming against Ethen's velvety insides, before Yves felt the pressure within his own shaft building up. He pushed down hard on Ethen's back forcing the lizard's snout into the carpet before letting loose with a guttural growl of his own.
For Ethen, it felt as though a fire hose had been emptied into him. Powerful streams of dragonseed slammed against his insides, pouring over his prostate. His own cock erupted again, half-heartedly, spurting what little it had left across the floor. The sensation, however, rippled through him like a wildfire. His whole body tensed and released in one smooth motion as he milked Yves for every drop he could.
Soon, the pair were spent, collapsing in a musky pile on the floor. Yves nipped softly at the back of the lizard's neck as Ethen's hand trailed down along the dragon's smooth thigh.
"I should get caught more often." Ethen grinned as he leaned back to kiss Yves softly on the lips.