X-men smut

snatching hearts

yo! its me Cody here with another smut. this one is also beastsilver and we will be releasing the second part to this later tonight or maybe tomorrow. do you have anything you wanna say Em?

bleh - Emily.

(credit to the artist "Wacky06" this is a really good picture!)

Peter is a thief and has been for the past three years. Hank is a rich man living in an expensive mansion. Peter dosen't have super speed and Hank dosen't turn into beast. Hank: 30, Peter: 26

McCoy manner, one of the richest households in america, and Peter was going to rob it. He's been robbing places for at least three years now and was actually quite good at it. Usually he would go with someone else but he didn't want to have to share his loot so he chose to do it by himself. He had been planning this for months and decided that the best way to get in would be through the window. He had worked up quite a reputation as a robber and nobody had caught him yet.

He decided to buy some more lockpicks from the dark market. The dark market is an alley in town where criminals go to buy stuff they need, it can range from weapons to even organs, a "dark" place it truly was. That night he gathered up all his equipment and went over the plan one more time in his head.

So if I go in through the back window I should be able to grab some valuable stuff without letting Mr McCoy hear me, he would be on the second floor asleep, hopefully. And if he does hear me I can just get out and run before he gets down the stairs, yeah, this'll work... Probably.

Peter thought about it a bit more before finishing packing up his equipment and walking out to the bus stop.

When Peter arrived at the house, he was in awe, even at night the mansion looked stunning. Peter would love to live in a house like this someday, how luxurious it was on the outside, possibly the inside was just as luxurious. He snuck up to the side of the house finding the window he saw in his plans. He pulled one of the lockpicks from his pocket and picked the windows lock. Hearing the window click, he knew he had opened it successfully.

Peter climbed in quietly, already seeing things he can take, zipping up his black leather jacket and beginning to look around. Grabbing anything small worth value, he moved quick but silent through the first floor. He walked down a long hallway, the walls covered in paintings. He placed his bag on the floor while he looked around. Tracing his fingers along the walls, he came up to a small table with a picture on it, he picked it up and looked at it.

"Woah, is this Mr McCoy? He's so young..." Peter whispered to himself, eyeing the boy in the photograph. The boy had brown hair and bright blue eyes, he had glasses too, he was quite good looking actually. Peter smiled a little.

"Are you going to put that back?" He heard a man's voice say to his left. There was the man in the photo, he placed the picture back on the table, slowly backing away from the man towards his previously discarded bag. Peter had to get out, he instantly bolted back down the hallway in the direction he came from, grabbing his bag along the way.

"Hey!" The man yelled running after Peter, he was faster and eventually caught up to him. He grabbed Peter's jacket, stopping him in his tracks, his bag falling on the floor. He turned Peter around to face him, glaring at the boy.

"Who are you, and what are you doing in my house?!" The man growled, looking at Peter's panicked expression.

So this guy is Mr McCoy, Wow, I thought he would be older... Peter thought to himself.

"Hey! I asked you a question, who are you?" He asked again. Peter tried walking back to get out of the man's grip.

"So your Mr McCoy, huh, I thought you would be older," Peter said, examining the man's face.