Smoke: 'No Life'
#2 of Smoke
Smoke: No Life
"Well... we are home." - Said Carl as Kiba and him walked into Mc Krein's office in his big manor. Carl was a 21 year old raccoon... he's the 'chill out, man' type and Kiba (or 'Smokey', how everyone calls him) ... well... he's my brother. My poor, 15 year old brother...
"Smokey! Well, that was quick. Is it done?"
"Rocknar will bother you no more, papa." - Kiba walked towards the desk where Mc Krein was sitting but before that he sniffed the air curiously. And no... Mc Krein is not our father. Our real parents died many years ago and he adopted us... Just to make a killing machine out of my lil' brother... Smokey... a 15 year old kit with no real future... no fun... no happiness... no life. And I am needed to keep him from getting into trouble when he's not needed by Mc Krein. I am allowed to live in this manor because Mc Krein knows I can have influence on my brother.
Heck... Been talking about my brother yet I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Sam. I am 18 years old and same as Kiba I am a black fox. He's almost like a younger version of me... only in appearance though. Mc Krein is a middle-aged lion. He always wears them round glasses to enhance his naturally weak vision.
"That's my kit! Now... I want to show you someone." - Said Mc Krein, almost placing a hand on Kiba's shoulder but the kit moved away. If it was anyone else, instead of just moving away, Kiba would break that person's arm. He hates to be touched. The feeling of insecurity and danger follows him everywhere. I am the only exception... not even Mc Krein himself gets a chance to touch him while I get to hug, pet and tickle my brother without having my limbs misplaced.
"Assumingly it is the lizard I can smell, yet not see..." - The fox said peacefully.
2 Seconds later indeed a lizard jumped down out of nowhere... Kiba reacted instantly by drawing his Desert Eagles, turning around and pointing the guns at him. The lizard responded straight away, drawing 2 Katanas from sheaths that are hanged on his back and pointing them at Kiba's neck.
"Ah... crawled out from under your rock, I see." - My brother said peacefully, not caring for the fact the blades are almost touching his neck, holding the guns to lizard's face.
"I don't like to stay in view, kit. Now put those pea shooters away and stop showing off." - The Lizard's body had a usual 2 color pattern of blue and white. He had a quite long tail and a snail trail of spiky, white fur going all the way from his head to the said tail. He was wearing black leather pants and a black leather top that was going perfectly with it along with the earlier mentioned katana sheaths on his back.
"Now, now boys... We don't want anyone to get hurt here, do we?" - Said Carl.
"Speak for yourself... I do not find lying entertaining." - Said Kiba... you could see contrast between the two. That lizard seemed self-confident and his blue eyes expressed a bit of annoyment while Kiba didn't express anything with an exception of his ever-cold green eyes.
"Smokey, enough." - Said Mc Krein. This forced Kiba to cock the guns back into holsters. The lizard then put his Katanas away.
"If you are to pretend being a ninja then at least remember about putting poison on your Katanas..." - It was clear Kiba didn't like the guy... for some reason.
"Poisons work too fast. I like to toy with my preys."
"Ah... I believed you have ADHD."
"Watch out, kid, 'cause I might not spare you when the time comes."
"I would consider that an improvement as I will not have to see your face."
"Smokey... this is Shir." - Said Mc Krein, ignoring bitterness between the two.
"Nice... to... meet you..." - Said Kiba through his teeth.
"Fuck you."
"I would rather you did not."
"Boys, boys, boys... no point arguing now. You will get a chance to sort things out." - Mc Krein rolled his eyes.
"Papa... I have a feeling you are trying to replace me... am I right?" - Asked Kiba with a bit of concern.
"That's not yet clear. I want to see if Shir is indeed better."
Kiba nodded with a slight relief before adding: "I will head to sleep now, if you excuse me." - He then left the office.
"He still has something from what normal fur would have yet it's still quite useless." - Said Mc Krein, chuckling.
"And that is?" - I asked.
"Hope..."
1 Hour Later
I sit on the edge of Kiba's bed, looking at his now peaceful form. He looks so... normal when not around Mc Krein and his jobs. I place a paw on his cheek and his eyes open. At first they were as cold as always before he realized it's me. A smile appeared on his muzzle, causing him to look like a totally different fur. I couldn't help but to smile back.
"Hey, big brother." - Even the way he talks around me is different. No formalities. No smart-talk... just a 15 year old kit... and he actually looks and sounds 12, being a late bloomer.
"Hey, Kiba."
"It's Smokey."
"Not for me..." - I smiled before scratching him behind ear. - "To me you will always be my lil' Kiba."
He smiled back before suddenly looking sad. - "...am I normal?"
I opened my muzzle to say 'Of course you are.' But... nothing came out. Instead I said: "You do realize no matter what I will always be here for you... right?"
"...You know it too..." - He said with a giving up look.
"Know what?"
"...that I will die soon."
My throat got dry. - "N-now why would you think like that?"
"I know what Shir is... he is same thing I was for Jason..."
He remembers Jason...
6 Years Ago
A 9 years old black kit stands in the middle of a huge room that makes you think of a gym. Dressed only in loose sweatpants. In front of him, few meters away is a 12 years old timber wolf, dressed in exactly same sweatpants.... they stand there... waiting for the signal... the signal that will force one of them to die.
The room has a balcony on which are two furs... Me... being 12 years old and Mc Krein.
"It's unbelievable how quickly he became ready... don't you think, Sam?"
"I can't believe you are doing this to him..."
"I am doing nothing to him. Your brother will be fine. I always know who will win... I know when they are ready to replace the other one."
"I am talking about Jason..."
"Ah... him... he did well serving me but I don't need two servants like this... think about it... all those ready-to-kill furs... 2 or 3 of them and they'd probably get out of control."
"Do you find it fun? Killing innocent children?" - I said, looking at my little brother, staring at Jason with no facial expressions.
"I don't kill them... they kill each other. And no... I don't find it fun. But not like they care about death so am I really hurting them?"
"Why Kiba?"
"He had perfect proportions and mental weakness after losing parents... age also made it easier, although there is one thing that worries me."
"And that is?"
"He's mentally unstable after my training... it causes troubles sometimes... he sees everyone as his enemy... except for you. This is why I need you too... I want you to take care of this problem... if you don't then both of you will die."
"Out of all people that could adopt us... we had to end up with you."
"Don't worry kid... your brother doesn't have needs... he's not hurt by the fact he will be a tool... while you can have anything you want as long as you obey my laws."
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He then looked up at the two kids. Jason seemed to be calming himself down while Kiba was standing still with paws behind back like an angel. "Begin!" - He shouted.
Jason instantly sprinted towards Kiba with a roar. My brother didn't even move until last second in which he dropped on his back with footpaws up, kicking Jason over himself.
The wolf painfully landed on the floor while Kiba jumped back up to his footpaws and sprinted at the wolf. Jason quickly hooked at Kiba's footpaws but my brother was faster and did a front flip before landing on the wolf's chest. Jason coughed up some blood as Kiba got off him and aimed a kick. This time Jason was faster; he parried the attack with forearms and jumped back to his footpaws yet Kiba grabbed him by the shoulders and headbutted, causing the poor kid to fall back on the floor.
"Incredible... 9 Years old with such power... such grace..." - Mc Krein seemed to be enjoying watching this fight.
Kiba aimed another forceful kick at the lying Wolf but once again the kid managed to defend and get back to his footpaws. My brother didn't waste time and started a flurry of punches while the wolf tried all he can to parry all of them, yet getting hit twice or thrice. To finish off the combo, Kiba jumped up and did a double kick, first left footpaw and the right one. The second kick hit Jason's muzzle, breaking his nose and spilling some blood on the wooden floor.
Kiba landed with grace, supporting himself with one paw on the floor before stylishly hooking the wolf's legs. The wolf fell on the ground once more and whimpered, seeing Kiba above him. The kit aimed a kick just as Jason rolled backwards, saving himself from getting hit in muzzle for a second time. Kiba immidietly moved forward with a roar as he punched Jason full-force in the chest. Seeing that the wolf got dizzy from Kiba's hit, he quickly got behind him and grabbed the kid's head.
I looked away but could still hear a 'CRACK!' followed by a blunt sound of body falling on the floor.
"Bravo!" - Shouted Mc Krein while clapping as Kiba came closer to the balcony, leaving dead pup's body in a pool of blood, still showing no emotions.
Mc Krein continued: "I can see you have incredible potential... Now... Kiba sounds like a crybaby name. Your fur is black like smoke and you are going to leave nothing but ashes... how about 'Smokey'?"
Kiba simply nodded.
"Great! Now go and get some rest." - He then turns towards me. - "See? The new replacement always wins."
The Present
"...Replacement..." - I whispered to myself.
"I knew one day this would happen... Don't worry, big brother... I'm not planning to let that cocky lizard kill me."
"No... Kiba... you have to get out of here. I will not watch you die."
"Get out of here?" - He said with tears in his eyes. - "To where... I don't have a life, brother... I'm not able to live a normal life... It's either kill or be killed..."
"You will die..." - I said, also crying and hugging him.
"I died many years ago... I can't remember anything from my childhood..."
"I'm sorry..." - I said, sobbing into his shoulder. - "I'm sorry for all of this... for all those years... for letting Mc Krein do this to you..."
"Will you not hate me for what I'm gonna say?" - He asked.
"How can I hate the most important thing to me?"
"...I'm glad this is the way things went... I'm glad you're alive thanks to my obedience... I always feel that small part of me coming back when we're together..."
"Kiba... I-"
He interrupted me. - "If this is my last night... I want to feel you again... I want to die, knowing I had something worth living for all these years."
5 Years Ago
"I told you to sort this problem out! It's been a year!" - Shouted Mc Krein as we quickly made our way through one of the corridors. - "If my men die because of Smokey... I will make sure you both die slowly..."
We stop at the door leading to the manor's hallway.
"Get inside and stop your mental brother from massacrating my men and the hallway."
I went through the door and straight away ducked, avoiding getting shot by Kiba's Desert Eagles.
"Sam?" - He asked, moving the guns away.
"Kiba, please, stop this." - I said while uncomfortably walking towards my brother, keeping paws up. Back then I didn't trust him.
The destroyed hallway didn't seem to have dead bodies in it but I could see a few wounded people.
"Why... why me?" - My brother asked, swapping between rage and sadness.
"It wasn't my choice, Kiba, I wish we were never here..."
"I am lonely... I am so... damn... lonely..."
"Shhh." - I said before hesitating to hug him... I risked and did so, getting a chance to take the guns from him... he then did something completely unexpected. He got on his toes and kissed me on the muzzle... Back then I thought he was indeed mental... swapping between moods and doing random things... but I soon found out he wasn't:
Later That Night
"Kiba... I have to talk to you about what happened earlier on." - I said while sitting on a bed in his room.
"It is Smokey... and I am sorry about earlier... I will clean up the hallway if papa wants me to."
"I'm not talking about the hallway... I wanted to ask what was that kiss for."
"I... am trying to learn how to express feelings."
"Well... I am glad you are trying but that kiss would be used as a sign of affection, not brotherly love."
"I know." - He said without hesitation.
"You do?"
He nodded: "Whenever I am around you I feel... happy... I feel like there is something to live for... something I look forward to after killing all those people I never met before."
"Kiba..." - I said, shocked and happy at same time... shocked because my lil' brother told me he loves me... and happy because now I know he still has feelings... and deep inside I knew I love him too. That night was the first time we made love for hours... first of many.
_ The Present_
"I know I'm a creepy fox... I know I can't express feelings but I really do love you, big brother..."
"I-..." - A smile appeared on Sam's muzzle. "I love you too."
"Can we do it?" - I asked with excitement.
Instead of answering he chuckled and went over to the door before locking them. I wagged my tail before taking off my jeans... leaving sky-blue bikini briefs.
"You just love wearing bikini briefs, don't you?" - He asked while getting on top of me.
"They're comfortable."
"Too bad they'll be soon taken off." - My brother then buried his muzzle in my crotch, sniffing me there. I couldn't help but to chuckle.
You see... for me, being with Sam like this causes my sub-consciousness to freak out...
His muzzle then goes up to my cute, triangle of pubic fur that is longer than rest of my fur with an exception of tail.
My sub-consciousness is what keeps on telling me that I should be careful about everything... the constant feeling of being endangered...
He then slides his paws under the waistbands of my underwear before sliding it off, revealing my grey sheath and two, fluffy, grey orbs.
When being with Sam like this I still feel like something could happen but I manage to ignore that thought... it's a bit like fighting with yourself... and I like it. I like it because after a few minutes the fear fades away to be replaced by the feeling of being protected... of finally feeling safe...
"I can never get over the fact of how cute you are..." - He then runs a tongue over my left ball.
I open my muzzle as he puts both of my testies in his mouth... sucking on them ever so gently.
"M-more..." - I mumbled. He stopped sucking on my balls and instead moved to my sheath, slipping the tongue inside it, tasting a little bit of my pre that formed. My mind was screaming in worry that he could bite my sheath off with ease right now... but he wouldn't do that...
He then moved up, resting his chest on me and kissing my neck.
He could pierce my throat with fangs right now... but he won't... he loves me.
I wrap arms around him and extend my neck while gasping in pleasure.
I am defenseless like this... no guns... no way of escaping... but I don't need to escape... all his moves are calm and loving.
I grabbed his shirt and helped him to take it off. Sam then got up on his knees and started undoing the jeans' buttons before getting up from bed and undressing completely. Then he moved back on the bed, lying next to me and stroking my headfur as I caressed his body... from those arms I love to have locked around me to his footpaws with soft paw pads.
My brother then leaned in and we shared a long, passionate kiss.
He could choke me to death now... but why should I worry? Without him I have no point to exist anyway.
Our tongues danced together as we placed paws on each other's sheaths, rubbing them over each other until we both started getting hard, filling the room with musk.
I wish I could do that every day...
"Are you sure about this?" - He asked, with a bit of concern. - "I wouldn't want a broken neck as soon as I enter you."
"We've done this before." - I licked his cheek.
He licked my tongue before rubbing 7 inch meat over my 4 inch one... both of them leaking pre, lubing us up.
"I love you, baby..." - He looked into my eyes and I couldn't help but to smile... I could smile with my brother around; no one has to find out that I still have some feelings and needs.
"I love you too, big brother." - I know he secretly likes to be called 'Big Brother'.
Once lubed up he moved down a bit to aim his foxhood at my hole. The first few seconds I don't like because I have to really concentrate not to cause any harm.
I could feel the soft texture of my brother's cock slipping past my anal ring and slowly guiding itself deeper into me. I arched my back and opened muzzle, feeling that strange sensation of something moving inside of me... tickling of some sort. Sam took a chance of my open muzzle and dived in to 'eat' my lips passionately, letting me get used to having his full length inside.
"You are the only thing that keeps me from freaking out..." - I whispered into his ear as we hugged. - "Thank you..."
We rubbed cheeks over each other as he started slowly moving back and forth, causing his meat to massage my insides as his chest rubs over mine. Soon enough the feeling of safety kicked in and I started running my paws over his body and gasping ever so quietly, sometimes letting out a tiny moan that my brother adores so much. I grabbed his chin and kissed him once again, tilting head to the side.
Now that he knew it's safe to move on, he picked me up and lightly slammed onto the wall as we kissed. I had to hold on to him tighter since if I didn't, my weight would bring me down further onto his cock. It's those little games he likes to play with me... like a playful sex challenge. He then took a proper hold of me so that I could start pawing off as he moved his hips back and forth, giving me his full length with each thrust and spurting pre into me.
"H-harder..." - I moaned because my hole was getting used to the thrusts. He placed me on edge of the bed before grabbing my footpaws and spreading them wide. He then started to hump, causing his hips to hit my bum cheeks as I bounce back and forth on the bed's edge.
"Gh-h-h... God..." - I moaned, feeling him deeper than ever... I could feel the knot slowly swelling up inside of me and soon Sam stopped pulling out so much, keeping the half-inflated knot in. I didn't need to paw off anymore... the tickling feeling inside of me was so intense I just held onto the bed sheets, riding my pre-orgasm, being at the peak but not quite there, making it even better than actual orgasm.
"This is so awesome, baby." - He massaged my paw pads with his thumbs while holding them to keep my legs up and spread. I breathed heavily and started to let out a slight murr each time my butt got hit by his hips.
Right now I had the wildestst orgasm ever... instead of intense, short feeling with a load or two I was literally going through my orgasm for entire 10 seconds, leaking cum like a tap with low pressure and moaning in pleasure. Straight after that I couldn't help but to clench my muscles. Sam wasn't quite there yet... but I didn't mind... his thrusts kept on tickling even more now that my entire insides were gripping hell out of his meat. He then gave me a final, deepest thrust and we started kissing once more as I felt his foxhood throb and fill me up with the white liquid of love.
I got carefully picked up, still knotted and placed in the middle of the bed along with him. I played with the fur on his chest with my head on the pillow.
"Brother?"
"Mmmh?" - He murred as if still riding his afterglow.
"If... if this is my last day... I believe it was the best day in my life..."
We then wrapped arms around each other in a comfortable way, falling asleep that way with his knot still inside me.
To Be Continued...
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