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A Cold Heart ((ACH))

Death stalked the moonlit roofs of the city as a glimpse of red fur and black leather. The young assassin Gilz prowled amongst the garbage that had somehow made it's way even up to the roof of the towering building. Taking cover behind a dozen satellite dishes of varying age, he scanned the neon lit jungle spread out beneath him. He had been challenged by a rival assassin, to do battle amid the rooftops and the alleyways in the decaying heart of this ancient city. A light rain began to fall upon him as the young male crouched warily, fingering the dual daggers that had become his trademark over those dangerous first years. He was just beginning to get a name, and finally real jobs were starting to trickle in. Ones that could pay a lot, such as this one. It seemed that someone wanted to watch a pair of assassins duel it out just for his pleasure.

A faint splashing announced the arrival of his target, and he had to take a moment to blink when he saw his next victim. A fox clad in silver fur with dark blue leather, making him an almost mirror image to his own style. He moved with a grace that seemed equal to his own, and suddenly Gilz knew this was not going to be as easy as he initially thought. He had never even heard of this fellow assassin, and glared him down in the cold rain. "So, I suppose you're it, huh?"

The other fox just nodded, flicking out a pair of stiletto knives that may as well have just been needles. Gilz draw his own ornate daggers with a flourish, as the two faced each other down. He could see his fellow opponent's blades glisten, and a cloying sweet smell wafted from both pairs of blades. Gilz glowered as he recognized that familiar smell, "You! You use the same weapons as me, who are you?!" The mirror fox just nodded quietly, sliding his weapons into position, a mirror image of Gilz once more. "Just your replacement, you've been a little too independent lately... so you won't mind if I go ahead to replace you now."

Gilz glowered as he gripped his knives tighter "Don't fuck with me, it's going down now!" He dashed forward, the rain splashing off feet and fur as he drove the two glittering blades forward. The craed rashness of his attack threw the Mirror-Gilz off target, a clash of metal as he just blocked the strike, falling towards his back. Gilz lifted his blades for a quick strike, only to abruptly find himself several feet away with a sudden shock, staring at the glowing neon ads of a blimp floating serenely in the raining night above him. The vulpine assassin kicked across the roof from a blur of fur and muscles. And judging by the speed, likely myomers and metal as well. Gilz glowered as he realizes his mirror image is probably augmented, this wasn't going to be easy. Fuck.

A casual twist of his body flipped him back up with a twist, lashing out as the four blades struck together in a series of ringing blows, each with enough fury to rain down sparks. A cam drone buzzed and flitted around the building, joined by a dozen more insect-like machines. These must be from the employer to get his show. Gilz couldn't take the time to look them over, staring at his own face in inverse colors as blades clattered out a crescendo of death between the two assassins. Every move and riposte matched with perfect, almost mechanical timing from both. One small slip is all either would need. Both of them panting, creating clouds of breath in the cold as the rain poured down even heavier upon leather, fur and steel. The cold was barely a hint as Gilz's heart pounded his chest, more alive then he'd ever be. No metal or mechanical means to make augment that sensation, just the perfect machinery nature granted him

But it would be that sentimental touch of no 'ware he had taken that would end up doing him in. The Mirror-Gilz dashed forward, slamming into him with a weight much heavier than his lithe body would ever suggest. Gilz felt his head crack into one of the many satellite dishes that littered the edge of the building, and stars filled his vision. His heart jerked painfully in his chest as he realized this was it. And he twisted his head to watch his death begin as a cold sliver of poisoned metal pierced his side, the pain soon heating to a burning throb that was spreading through his bloodstream. He hissed and trembled, growling even as he knew he was dead. The silver todd pressed up to his back, powerful hands twisting the weapons from him, before abruptly holding him with a strange tenderness, hissing into Gilz's ear "Do you feel it... spreading it's deadly little touch... it's looking for your heart to squeeze, just like all those you killed with that poison before..."

Gilz shuddered, his cramping chest and abs making him weak as the pain made his vision waver before him. His breath growing heavy as his heart began to feel heavy in his chest, stammering away as quick as it possibly could. That weight upon his back shifted around, joined by a sharp bite against his ear, "And I get paid double if I can... enjoy you... during our fight" There's a clawing of metal razors along Gilz's hips, ripping his pants down along with a pinch of his fur. A wet heat pressed to his rear, contrasting sharply to the pouring rain on his newly exposed rump as Gilz jerked abruptly in the iron grasp of his captor. The sudden heat soon speared into him, sharp and straining as he screamed to the air. He felt a strange heat in his loins, his sheath fat, spilling flesh as he was raped and snuffed. His eyes closing taut as that painful tinge and pinch in his dying heart grew stronger. Just like all of his victims... though he had never stooped low enough to 'enjoy' one, that would have been quite unprofessional.

There was the lewd chorus of slippery thrusts and groaning whimpers amidst the splashing rain as Mirror-Gilz began to fuck his victim firmly. The silver fox held his trophy by the nape with his powerful jaws. His hands held the other's down against the cold, wet cement, keeping him from fighting. Mirror-Gilz wrapped his legs around Gilz's, holding him as he pounded his lap into the steadily weakening body of Gilz. Gilz felt his heart aching and throbbing, struggling to keep beating as he shuddered in fear. He knew death had grabbed him surely now. Death was in fact, fucking him up the ass right now as he felt that burning weakness within his chest. He shuddered, as a curious warmth and relaxation started to flow through his abused body. His arousal jerked against his belly as he felt his victor's steady thrusts drive pleasure into him even as he was stuck in that deadly embrace. He wouldn't need to worry, just relax, he only has a few minutes left.... he may as well enjoy them.

The burning pain of the poison began to subside as his body began to die. That hot burning turning to a cold heaviness. His heart slowed, struggling frantically as the poison shut down it's strength. His chest heaved to try and keep enough oxygen in his blood as he was mercilessly jostled by Mirror-Gilz's lustful motions. A knot starting to spread his tailring even as he pawed the ground for strength. His head slumped forward, to stare at his jerking arousal and the pounding of hips into his own, a weak, quiet groan as he's knotted. Mirror-Gilz calmly pressing his head to Gilz's chest, his ear nestled to hear that heartbeat grow erratic. His mind reeling. Just a few minutes to go he guessed... and the thought of his heart stalled out made his own knot throb and swell to his amusement. He lidded his eyes serenely and shuddered, just feeling the delicate throbbing of his heart preparing to stop.

A hot tickle of pleasure caught Gilz off guard, then a shudder rushed through his lap even as he felt his heart weaken to a faint patter. His heart no longer beat in rhythm, making his mind spin with the lack of blood he needed. His cock twitched against his lap, spraying his cum onto his belly fur as his knotted captor growled his delight. A hiss of pleasure from the Mirror-Gilz, who listened to those final heartbeats, while a second pulse of heat splashed deep into his relaxing rump. Gilz finally slumped, his last sight a buzzing camera-drone inches from his face, the multitude of lenses indeed making it look like some sort of deranged metallic insect. His cock dribbled the last of his fatal orgasm onto the rain-slick rooftop as he felt himself be squeezed tight in his captor's embrace. The virile fox atop him howling his own climax proudly for the cameras even as he died.

The last thing Gilz felt was his heart stopping, a cold lead weight deep in his chest. For one long moment he could just feel it, dead like he will soon be. A strange sensation to feel his chest so still, just a useless rising and fall of lungs struggling to keep his life flowing. But the fatal embrace of the poison was swift once his heart stopped. His eyes glazing over for the camera while Mirror-Gilz enjoyed that deadly silence, face pressed firmly to Gilz's chest as the young fox assassin's eyes finally glazed over. The argent and azure todd nestled against his bare rump leaned back, pulling Gilz into his lap to finally lift his head from his chest and kiss his cheek. "Don't worry love, I'll make sure your name becomes the most well known assassin in history. You'll see. I just need to thank you now for your donation of identity..." And he laughed at the cold rain pouring down on him, stealing the loser's body heat steadily against his chest. His own heart pounded proudly, full of life after claiming another victim, and now a new identity for his masters. Everything had gone just as planned.