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The commotion caught my attention when I entered the cistern in Thieves Guild. I saw Bryn talking to someone in ebony armor. Their debate was silent but the sharp, threatening esses echoed all around the place. As the guildmaster, I could not stand idly by and let this go on any further.

I walked closer.

“... But I’ve done what you asked! I want to see Mercer!” the young man in the dark armor demanded.

“I’m telling you, lad, Mercer is no longer…” Bryn explained and once he noticed me, he made a respectful gesture. “Guildmaster, you’ve returned.”

“What is all this?” I asked.

The young man turned around and - well, well - if it wasn’t Raven the thief that tried to rob me in the middle of the street not too long ago! I did give him a kiss just to get rid of him, but…

“My goddess!” the young man gasped and he fell on his knees.

Quite dramatic, isn’t he?

“If I had known… oh, please kill me!”

I looked at Bryn who was discreetly fumbling the handle if his dagger.

“Bryn, you can go do what you were doing. I’ll handle things from here.”

“Very well, lass.”

Once we were alone… well as alone as a guildmaster can be surrounded by brick walls and her fellow thieves, I pulled him back on his feet and then stood in a comfortable distance. I stared at Raven with a question.

“Why are you here?”

“My goddess, I came to seek the guildmaster Mercer…”

“He’s pretty much dead, rotting in a pool of water. Any other reason?”

He just stared at me, his hungry eyes wandering on my body. They stopped to stare at my lips, licking his own as if trying to remember the taste of mine. He stepped closer, his hand extended and about to touch my cheek. I evaded his caress with a sharp slap.

“What is your business with my guild, Raven?” I demanded.

“My goddess, I was doing a job for Mercer and I just completed it.”

“What kind of job?” I asked out of curiosity. If it was something sinister, something that could harm the Guild, I would not accept it.

“Well, as a thief, I was supposed to rob people…”

“Bandits do it like you did. We are thieves, we work in the shadows. So, your quarry?”

“I got over ten thousand gold… plus your sweet kisses…”

“Give it to the orphanage! My boys - especially me - can easily top that within few hours. Now if you don’t have any--”

I didn’t have time to react when Raven stepped forward, capturing my face between his hands and kissing my lips - devouring them deeper and deeper till I moaned against his mouth. My arms wrapped around his neck, he pulled me closer till we were completely intertwined.

“Will that change your mind, goddess?” he whispered in a lusty tone. “Mmmh! I want more!”

“More money or --?”

Another onslaught sapped away my thoughts. This time I really felt his velvet lips, tasted them, devoured them… Where did he learn to kiss like that, I didn’t want to know, but for some reason I agreed to his lustful embrace.

Once he freed my lips, I looked at him with as much seduction as possible. “If you wish, come and join me for a drink in my private quarters. We can discuss more of your… investment for our Guild.”

“Mmm, I would love to, my goddess. Please, lead the way.”

“Leave the money with Bryn over my desk. He can decide what to do with it. I still think it should go to the orphanage. We are helping them... off the record of course.” I explained.

Raven left the money he had collected in the care of my second-in-command, and I told Bryn he should take charge until I was done with this handsome wannabe thief.

Once in my private quarters I had especially made for my needs, I took off my helmet and gauntlets and placed my weapons on weapon racks while my armor pieces found their place on a shelf. Raven had followed me in silence.

“So”, I started as I sat down on a comfy chair that was practically a throne - I was the Queen of Thieves, so to speak. Even the guards whispered of me with that name on the streets after I had put the Thieves’ Guild back on the map of respect it deserved. “What benefits will I get if I let you join my precious guild?”

The black-haired, handsome young man just stared at me.

“Oh, my love, I will be your slave!”

I grunted. “A slave, huh.”

“Yes, my beautiful goddess, I will raise a temple so high even the Throat of the World will look like a midget.”

“How about you use the manpower and resources to something more… practical?” I suggested with a slight smile creeping on my face. I don’t know why I was so amused. He sounded so serious and lecherous at the same time.

He licked his lush lips and his stare became piercing. I felt like he was burning a hole into my armor.

“Can I kiss you?”

“That’s not beneficial to my guild.”

“Can I be your slave?”

“Slaves aren’t useful in these days. I travel from place to place and if you can’t be useful to me in any other way, I’ll call for Dirge and ask him to smash your skull - no that’s too messy - I’ll ask him to throw you in to the lake. That should do the trick. Is there anything you can do to help my guild? Other than kiss me and worship me?”

He kept staring at me, stepping closer till I pressed my foot against his lower torso. Why was I feeling so… tingly all of a sudden? He took off my boot and kneeled to kiss my leg upwards. I giggled as the touch tickled me.

Before he could go any further, I had an idea.

“Raven, I’ll let you in with one condition”, I smirked mischievously.

“Command me and I shall obey, my goddess.”

His piercing eyes met mine as I ran my fingers through his raven black hair.

“Find and bring me a stone of Barenziah.”

What he didn’t probably know was that I had already recovered them all and the crown was in the trophy room.

“Oh, my goddess, I shall do so! Right away!”

As he walked out of my room, I smirked. Why was I so intrigued? Before I realized I had collected my armor pieces and weapons and ran after Raven.

“Wait, I’ll go with you!”

Raven smiled as he caught me into a ferocious kiss.

Maybe this wannabe thief has already stolen my heart.

Description
The commotion caught my attention when I entered the cistern in Thieves Guild. I saw Bryn talking to someone in ebony armor. Their debate was silent but the sharp, threatening esses echoed all around the place. As the guildmaster, I could not stand idly by and let this go on any further.

I walked closer.

“... But I’ve done what you asked! I want to see Mercer!” the young man in the dark armor demanded.

“I’m telling you, lad, Mercer is no longer…” Bryn explained and once he noticed me, he made a respectful gesture. “Guildmaster, you’ve returned.”

“What is all this?” I asked.

The young man turned around and - well, well - if it wasn’t Raven the thief that tried to rob me in the middle of the street not too long ago! I did give him a kiss just to get rid of him, but…

“My goddess!” the young man gasped and he fell on his knees.

Quite dramatic, isn’t he?

“If I had known… oh, please kill me!”

I looked at Bryn who was discreetly fumbling the handle if his dagger.

“Bryn, you can go do what you were doing. I’ll handle things from here.”

“Very well, lass.”

Once we were alone… well as alone as a guildmaster can be surrounded by brick walls and her fellow thieves, I pulled him back on his feet and then stood in a comfortable distance. I stared at Raven with a question.

“Why are you here?”

“My goddess, I came to seek the guildmaster Mercer…”

“He’s pretty much dead, rotting in a pool of water. Any other reason?”

He just stared at me, his hungry eyes wandering on my body. They stopped to stare at my lips, licking his own as if trying to remember the taste of mine. He stepped closer, his hand extended and about to touch my cheek. I evaded his caress with a sharp slap.

“What is your business with my guild, Raven?” I demanded.

“My goddess, I was doing a job for Mercer and I just completed it.”

“What kind of job?” I asked out of curiosity. If it was something sinister, something that could harm the Guild, I would not accept it.

“Well, as a thief, I was supposed to rob people…”

“Bandits do it like you did. We are thieves, we work in the shadows. So, your quarry?”

“I got over ten thousand gold… plus your sweet kisses…”

“Give it to the orphanage! My boys - especially me - can easily top that within few hours. Now if you don’t have any--”

I didn’t have time to react when Raven stepped forward, capturing my face between his hands and kissing my lips - devouring them deeper and deeper till I moaned against his mouth. My arms wrapped around his neck, he pulled me closer till we were completely intertwined.

“Will that change your mind, goddess?” he whispered in a lusty tone. “Mmmh! I want more!”

“More money or --?”

Another onslaught sapped away my thoughts. This time I really felt his velvet lips, tasted them, devoured them… Where did he learn to kiss like that, I didn’t want to know, but for some reason I agreed to his lustful embrace.

Once he freed my lips, I looked at him with as much seduction as possible. “If you wish, come and join me for a drink in my private quarters. We can discuss more of your… investment for our Guild.”

“Mmm, I would love to, my goddess. Please, lead the way.”

“Leave the money with Bryn over my desk. He can decide what to do with it. I still think it should go to the orphanage. We are helping them... off the record of course.” I explained.

Raven left the money he had collected in the care of my second-in-command, and I told Bryn he should take charge until I was done with this handsome wannabe thief.

Once in my private quarters I had especially made for my needs, I took off my helmet and gauntlets and placed my weapons on weapon racks while my armor pieces found their place on a shelf. Raven had followed me in silence.

“So”, I started as I sat down on a comfy chair that was practically a throne - I was the Queen of Thieves, so to speak. Even the guards whispered of me with that name on the streets after I had put the Thieves’ Guild back on the map of respect it deserved. “What benefits will I get if I let you join my precious guild?”

The black-haired, handsome young man just stared at me.

“Oh, my love, I will be your slave!”

I grunted. “A slave, huh.”

“Yes, my beautiful goddess, I will raise a temple so high even the Throat of the World will look like a midget.”

“How about you use the manpower and resources to something more… practical?” I suggested with a slight smile creeping on my face. I don’t know why I was so amused. He sounded so serious and lecherous at the same time.

He licked his lush lips and his stare became piercing. I felt like he was burning a hole into my armor.

“Can I kiss you?”

“That’s not beneficial to my guild.”

“Can I be your slave?”

“Slaves aren’t useful in these days. I travel from place to place and if you can’t be useful to me in any other way, I’ll call for Dirge and ask him to smash your skull - no that’s too messy - I’ll ask him to throw you in to the lake. That should do the trick. Is there anything you can do to help my guild? Other than kiss me and worship me?”

He kept staring at me, stepping closer till I pressed my foot against his lower torso. Why was I feeling so… tingly all of a sudden? He took off my boot and kneeled to kiss my leg upwards. I giggled as the touch tickled me.

Before he could go any further, I had an idea.

“Raven, I’ll let you in with one condition”, I smirked mischievously.

“Command me and I shall obey, my goddess.”

His piercing eyes met mine as I ran my fingers through his raven black hair.

“Find and bring me a stone of Barenziah.”

What he didn’t probably know was that I had already recovered them all and the crown was in the trophy room.

“Oh, my goddess, I shall do so! Right away!”

As he walked out of my room, I smirked. Why was I so intrigued? Before I realized I had collected my armor pieces and weapons and ran after Raven.

“Wait, I’ll go with you!”

Raven smiled as he caught me into a ferocious kiss.

Maybe this wannabe thief has already stolen my heart.