Balls deep thieves

(Thief) 

(Beep* beep* beep*) 

An alarm rang sound as i was stunned out of my bed. I always hated alarm clocks, tho being a thief will do that. Rudly awakened by the alarm clock, i had dragged my face off the floor. (More like flipped over and layed there.) 

The alarm faded into the background and shut off eventually; as it did my mind wondered.

Today was the first day of my freedom. There was no more need for stealing, no more need to pay someone off; It'd just be for fun now. 

The feeling was definitely.... different. 

Hard to really capture it with words, maybe like floating on a river, or prohaps just gliding on air.

Regaurdless of my feelings on the matter i made a pot of coffee. The common breakfast for a night owl type such as myself I suppose. The real question i had was, 

"What am I gonna do now?" The words even muttered aloud didn't help me make my decision.

As i listened to the noise of the brewing coffee, i heard somthing on the radio from my alarm. As i turned it up to hear it the sound became clear as it said,

"Today we open an exibit full of pricles paintings and beautifully crafted artworks."

As the word "pricless" entered my mind, I thaught of how it'd help me pay off dept. 

However i relized, i dont have dept anymore. A sly grin came across my lips as i felt my hands getting itchy with experienced lock picking figgits. 

I sigh as i lose interest in it as itd be too easy, not like the average guard can take on my expertise.  Then another thoat crossed my mind, 

"Some thieves, leave calling cards to make it fun."

(Cop)-Jess

The sound of an alarm buzzed from next door.

It didn't wake me up however. My mind had been wondering to the chief.

Handing me his position as he resigned. It was not unherd of; but it certainly wasn't what i was expecting. Granted i have been in the department for some time, and i have the experience needed.

"Let's play again sometime~......."

 The words echoed from the back of my mind. The slight memory of his hands around my crouch was faintly recollected.

I felt a bit of heat in my face as i feel my cock harden agenst the sheets. Even as i lay in bed not acting upon it, it remained none the less. Writing it off as morning wood and ignored it the best i could, knowing itd go away............ eventually. I  continued my day heading for work. 

Supposedly I start today as cheif's right hand, learning the ropes before he steps down next week. It didn't seem entirly out of my field, just ment more paperwork then I'm used to.

Several hours had passed during that day. Nothing out of the average, couple of tickets, couple of battery charges and such, but there was one folder left for me by the cheif.

 He said to read it when i was alone. Ironicly it's harder then one would think in this feild of work. Most of your work space is cloted with people and paperwork. 

Around late afternoon, the department exploded with hussling police and chatter. Upon entering the room, it didn't take but a few seconds to find out what was up.

As The News Channel was turned up in volume, a clear statment was made.

"Tonight the infamous Shadow Thief has proclaimed he will steal from the musiums newest exibit. And has challenged the new police head of department to a game of whit. In the note he states that should he be caught with the stolen art, he will turn himself in to the police. Stating that this will be his final thieft and grand fanally in his thieving life time."

One of my subordinates came up to me and began to speak, trying to explain  the comotion. I held a hand out to hault him.

"So shadow is giving us his final show, suppose this will be a perfect crowning achievement worthy of my becoming the head of the department." I said with a sturn look.

With that I began mobilizing all available units to the gallery, seting aside units for emergency stand-by. This time i would not let the theif slip. Amoung the preperations there was a brief moment i had to breath. 

I suppose it was the perfect time for a quick read of the red folder, code named; "The dark casefile."

(Thief)- shad

"Hmmm, i wonder if i was too suttle in my note i left" i whispered to myself pondering.

Looking over my words my thaughts questioned if he'd even exept my challeng. 

"I mean,  he is the head of the department now. so i dout he can even go into the field now right?" 

The question roammed my mind as i relaxed in the shadow drenched rafters of the gallery, looking down on all the cops flooding in and setting up there teritory. Camras, guards, motion lazers, the usual set up.

Sadly my main guest hadn't even come to the party, sighing to myself i thaught of Jess. Pondering his length. 

"Its just not fair, i wish it was me instead of my shadow that gropped the mans balls." 

I thaught to myself as i let my mind wonder to a jucie image of him having to rub one out because of the frustration he felt when i slipped through his little suprise trap. The image was scattered shortly after by a new noise. 

A group of kids came through taking on the guards, but not ordanery kids, these brats were different, one just shot a laser from his mouth. Then theres the weird ice scater scating on ice that appeared before his feet, causeing police officers to slip on the artificial stuff. 

"What the hell is going on down there?" I questioned.

Author's note:i am sorry, I  was half asleep when i published this one. I went back through and did a few touch ups. Also i appreciate my readers negative feed back. However, please leave the site out of it. After all, they are not responsible for one of the registered author's bad grammer.