Everything was going so well this time…[mf] [steampunk] [catgirl]

"Everything of value in the bag! Jewelry, watches, cufflinks, purses, wallets!" I command. I walk around to each of the sixty or so guests in turn, chewing on a slice of meat pie I pilfered from the kitchen when I tied up the cooks. Whoever owns this house has got a good chef. It really was a nice party until I showed up.

"I want your money, not your lives." I warn. "But if any of you try to become a hero, I won't think twice before putting you down!"

"Who the fuck are you!? I…" That's all he gets out before I put one in his chest.

Thick liquid sprays the guests near him and covers his tux in a sea of red. He's on the ground before his wife even thinks to scream. If she weren't such a blubbering mess already she would notice he's still breathing. These new non lethal rounds that artificer gave me are perfect.

"Anyone else?" I ask.

No reply.

Everything is going so well this time.

I had about half the loot in the bag, so to speak, when I heard a commotion from one of the balconies that line one side of the hall. I glance up in time to see a nubile form in fur armor leap to one of the chandeliers. Her own loot bag strapped to a harness on her back. I notice feline ears poking out above a set of intricate goggles, and… Wait, not fur armor, just fur. That of a siberian, or a timber wolf. Mostly cut short, but left long in some places, and shaved in swirling intricate patterns that showcase her- save the goggles and the harness- naked body.

Guards pile into the balcony, pistols and sabers a-tangle. One guard, barking orders, gets most of the others headed back the way they came, the rest aim their pistols at the feline. My attention turns back to her. We lock eyes. She winks at me, uncaring of the guards drawing a bead on her. She's on her back now, with… One hand between her legs? What the fuck is she doing? Her other hand squeezes one of her breasts. She shudders and arches her back as the guards fire. A sphere of crackling energy surrounds the girl. Bullets ricochet in a shower of lead. Most find their way harmlessly into the building, some shatter the windows opposite the balcony, a few find softer targets. More guests go down. Screaming. Chaos. People scatter, trampling over each other on the way to the exits. I know when I've over-stayed my welcome.

The cat girl recovers and, with a sidelong glance in my direction, leaps through the now open windows. I dash outside after her. I wade upstream through a river of bodies to get outside, free of the chaos, but still many floors up with nowhere to go. It will be a moment before the guards get through the throngs inside at least. I find her leaning over the railing, peering down. I have a great view of her backside from here. I can see the device between her legs. It drips moisture to the floor. She lingers. A bit too long… Is she doing that on purpose?

She straightens and turns to face me. I make a point of looking her up and down as she stalks towards me. Her wide hips don't sway as she approaches. She is strongly beautiful. The fur on her face and the sides of her head is cut short, with long fur on top running down the back of her neck to join the more complex patterns beyond. She has many loops of various metals piercing the skin of her ears and nose and mouth. She raises an eyebrow at me. One side of her upper lip follows, revealing a set of brass canines where bone should be. My eyes pause on her small, perky breasts; barely a handful. Straps from her harness cross between them. I like what I see. More metal hoops here too. My eyes continue to wander past abs barely visible under the fur on her belly to the device inserted between her legs. A small cable runs from it to a box strapped to her harness. I can't imagine what that's for… I mean I can, but here? Now? This girl obviously has very few, if any, inhibitions. If she didn't just interrupt the best robbery I've had in a year I would be in a better mood. She's close to me now.

"Who the fuck are you!? I…"

That's all I get out before she pounces on me. Lips locked on mine. She presses my hand to her chest as her tongue explores my mouth. I instinctively squeeze and kiss back as we fall to the ground.

If I was pretending to not be turned on before, there's no way I can now.

"You were saying?" She purrs.

"Uh…"

She cuts me off with another kiss. She opens my belt with deft fingers and has one hand down my pants around my cock before I realize what's happening. She breaks off the kiss.

"Touch me!" She demands.

I oblige. My hands wander. I pull the long hair on the back of her head to reveal her neck. I half kiss half bite just above her collar bone. My other hand squeezing her buttocks. She licks around the outside of my ear and bites down sending a shiver down my spine.

"Yes, more." She whispers.

I release her mane and my hand finds its way between her legs. She's soaking wet. She gasps and tightens her grip as I begin to rub her clit.

"Faster!" Escapes her mouth without her permission.

I increase my pace as she grinds into me. Building faster and faster. By now she has my cock fully out of my pants, stroking it madly. We build each other to climax, my head spinning. She throws her head back, one hand again clutching her breast. The sight of her face in ecstasy and her heaving breasts, along with her soft hands bring me over the edge and I cum, covering her with my semen. She shudders and presses down on me hard. She lets out a bestial cry, gushing into my hand.

Her roar is almost immediately drowned out by a volley of cannon fire from an airship hovering next to the building. They miss us by inches and hit the group of guards standing in the doorway. A crater of splintered wood in the side of the building is all that remains.

"Fuck!" I scream and begin to scramble away. Wood and glass shrapnel falling around us.

Before I know what's happening however, the cat is wrapping a rope around both of our waists. She tugs twice and we begin to ascend.

"This is my ship." She says, matter-of-factly.

"Oh, OK." I reply, still a bit confused.

"That was fun. I think I like you. I give you permission to come with me." She says.

"Wait, what?" I say, coming to my senses again. "Permission? You totally ruined the best robbery I've set up in months! I have no idea where my loot bag got off to and now you're giving me PERMISSION to come with you? I aught to strangle you."

"Ooh, that sounds fun. Maybe next time." She says coyly.

The rope pulls us over the port side railing. I fall in a heap on the deck. She lands on her feet of course, smiling at me. She removes the device from between her legs with a sigh of relief. It's vibrating, and other bits are whirling and rotating. She unplugs it from the box on her harness and it slows to a stop. She tosses it at me. It lands with a wet thud on my lap. Moistening my already wet pants even further. I look up at her, confused.

"Welcome to the Alatum Leonis." She says as she gestures to the ship. "I don't currently have a crew, so that's you now. I'll even give you a cut of the take for… Helping… With my getaway. First order of business: clean the remote control device and bring it back to my quarters."

"Remote control device?" I ask.

"That device your holding. It's my favourite part of the ship." She quips.

She blinks and turns to walk away. I look down at her device and wonder what I've gotten myself into this time. She's halfway across the deck when I realize she's got both loot bags.

"Hey wait!" I yell as I run after her.

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