Thread: The Hunter and The Hunted (ThomasRHellsing x Yoshie)

Thomas smirked, it was an interesting tactic, but also raised questions. A cop wouldn't do that unless the other one was a cop s well but given how she had point odds were she was the senior cop if she was one that meant she'd lose her badge mouth raping lower officer. Besides the move wreaked of desperation, it was a good one, but as he took it apart in his mind he realized how it had been pure luck that a blonde was in here, and she was going off of information she collected. Thomas liked tits and ass, but actually preferred red head. Weighting his odds he admitted he probably wasn't an assassin, since an assassin would know something like that, not to mention the last three women he'd scammed had been red heads. However she was doing it to get his attention of that he was sure, the fact she had gone after a blonde right past him, compounded by the fact she'd de sure he'd see her approach. He heard the blond speak, even as he kept up his conversation, Wow, that kiss was hot, I'm half tempted to go see if she'd greet me that way. Thomas smirked at his blond, If your that eager, come here sweetness. He kissed the blond hard, and drew semi loud moans from her, he knew the con woman and her girl could hear them. Thomas had been rained in the arts of seduction and lying since he'd been born, as his tongue invaded the blonde's mouth she moaned louder this was pure primal lust, she was getting turned on hard core from the kiss. he'd shot down red dress because while she'd have been fun she was one of those women who required bit too much effort. He could have this bitch on her knees tonight and broke as fuck by Monday. He could tell by little things that she wasn't a 9 to five jobber, nor on of those collage skanks living off of her student loans. Real diamond earrings, soft supple hands, feet that were the same, and her rack was fake. She was one of those Daddy's Little Princesses, who as he slid his hand down her short shorts totally had her purse unguarded. Teasing her sex with one hand, he removed her wallet with the other getting up he said, If you w ant more, give me si minutes, then join e in the bathroom. He put a twenty on the table, For your drink sexy. He knew he was being a bit cocky and a bit arrogant however from the smell of booze on the woman's breath she'd be so out of it she'd be lucky if she remembered she had a purse come closing time. He whistled as he checked over her wallet, six grand in cash, princess was planning to get a new score tonight he'd hoped she would, the needle marks on her thighs were well hidden if you didn't know what to look for. Cloning her credit cards information wasn't hard. Si calls to six banks later and her credit cards were maxed out. He'd cleared nearly 400 grand in a few minutes. The fact rich people so often had other people deal with their stuff was a bonus. He had two minutes left before the blond showed up, now what to do with the wallet, he took it and put it behind him on the toilet tank. She she showed up the sex was decent the blond skank could deep throat. However he'd only gotten off twice before she passed out. Walking back to the table, and leaving the princess passed out in the bathroom her panties on one ankle he casually slid the purse back into her wallet. He sat down back by the bar, A good Con Man had at lest two stashes of money on him. Only a stupid one used money they'd just gotten, since if the mark reported it the cops would look for who had been using the possibly marked bills. He'd ounce almost gotten caught because someone always put figure eights on their hundreds. However this would go perfect, the blond bimbo would wake up in the morning to find she'd charged a shit load of money to different companies in small orders, those were in fact places that Thomas owned, the money would be washed and given to him legally. She'd get tiny wooden carvings from Switzerland in about eight weeks. A stupid drunken purchse. Damn it was good to be him sometimes.