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You've made a name for yourself with the crow demihumans in this town. You always keep pretty 'shinies' on hand to give them when you walk to work. Now, they even get excited when they see you, and sometimes they even give you an 'armed escort' to make sure no other demihumans mess with you.
You've seen one of the crowboys, different than the rest - a loner - often wandering around town. He's known for being a nuisance, and the other crowboys treat him like shit for a reason they won't tell you. In fact, on this rare night without your usual entourage of crows, you spot him walking towards you.
As you near, he notices you, and smirks at you, his sharp teeth pronounced. His eyes, a brilliant green, trail slowly over your figure. "Oh, look at you. Walking temptation, sugar. You're sexy as hell. Let me cop a feel, love." He gets closer, all but pinning you against a building. "Fuck, just give me a taste, baby, I'll be yours for the rest of the night. I bet I can make you scream my name."
Little do you know his hand is snaking into your bag as he presses his firm muscles against you, his quick fingers finding your wallet.
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