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Mutually Beneficial (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

Mr.Aznable

Mr.Aznable

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Nov 28, 2017
Connor wasn't the best at.. well, anything, really. At least not good at anything legal. Never a great student, never really found a passion in life, again, that was legal. After he dropped out of college, Connor found himself drifting from city to city, trying to find the next lonely man or woman to scam. He found his way to the Capital City, and discovered an ad. Perfect timing too, his funds were running low. "Help wanted: general handyman/housekeeper/groundskeeper, pays well. If you can keep an interesting conversation, this will be a mutually beneficial relationship". He tore the ad from the paper and went off to find the address listed.
 
His drive took him to the richer part of the Capital, surrounded by large beautiful homes he would never be able to own himself. It stopped in front of the house the ad listed and walked up the pathway to the door. It was answered by a maid, who looked him up and down with judgemental eyes, "Can I help you, young man?"
 
His jeans were torn, his hair a delightful mess. Clearly, he didn't actually belong there. "Uh, yeah you can actually, I'm here on account of the ad."
 
She exhaled before letting him in, "Another stray dog..." She muttered bitterly before taking him up the stairs and stopping at a door to knock, "Mistress, you have another one for your ad."
"Send him in." A woman's voice called from beyond the door and the maid opened it to allow Connor in.
 
He huffed defiantly, not taking to being called a stray dog. But he withstood it. He looked around the house, marveling in his greed.
 
When he entered the room, there was an elf sitting at a desk across from him, buried in paperwork. The first thing he saw was her massive tits. Like, holy shit, how were they so big? "They're natural." She said flatly, catching his staring.
 
"Naila. You're here for the handyman job?" She asked, looking him over. He looked a little scrawny.
 
"Yes ma'am, worked with my dad all the time." He said. Fuck, she was hot. What did she mean 'mutually beneficial'? His mind was running wild.
 
Actually, surprisingly yes. He was always poor, so he usually had to do his own repairs. "Yes ma'am I would."
 
She stood from her desk and he had to clench his jaw to keep it from dropping. She was an actual hourglass, tall and curvy and dangerous. "You know your way around tools, then? I need a man who can get what I need fixed done fast."
 
Oh, good, that makes things easier. "Cancel your reservation, you're living here now. I'll pay for any fees they charge, just go get your things and the bill and come back here."
 
"I- wow really? Thank you so much! I'll be right back!" He said as he ran out. Wow, what a score.
 
"Him, mistress? Really?"
"He's a cute little dog, he can be trained." Naila said before moving to sit down at her desk again.
 
Connor thought he hit the jackpot. He ran to the hotel, and did his usual 'charm for free' to leave without paying. He had no idea what he was getting into. The first couple of weeks at the house were full of tours, going over what was expected of him, and then him begrudgingly having to do the tasks.
 
There wasn't a lot for him to fix all the time, he was largely free for the most part. Naila was really loaded; she had an Olympic sized in door pool, a huge dining room, tons of priceless works of art, horses, the works. But he hardly ever saw her enjoy them.
 
It didn't really bother him. Besides the swimming pool, he'd kill to see her out there.
 
He would get his chance. While relaxing in his room, there was a knock on his door, "Connor, I need you." It was Naila, flat as ever.
 
He stifled a loud groan. He was comfy. He had kicked back, and was just trying to relax. "C'mon in, what can I help with?"
 
The door opened and Naila stepped in in a simple black bikini that struggled to hold her breasts, a blue sheer beach cover over her shoulders as she fruitlessly tried to use it to hide her body in front of him, "The heater for the pool sizzled out, I need you to fix it."
 
He caught himself staring. He tried to look away but fuck, he wasn't made of stone. "I uh.. yeah, sure I can fix the heater for the pool.." he said.
 
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