An Assassins Life
An Assassins Life
By Rego
This story is a drunken wolf Production. This story contains killing and sex. Homexual acts and other things that may not be suitible for under 18 viewers.
A large black wolf walked down the hall way passing doors until he reached the one on his print out. His black trench coat swayed around him as his steel toed black boots clicked to a stop when he stood motionless. He pulled his black gloves on a little tighter then fixed his black shades over his eyes. He looked at the hotel door and double checked the number on the gold pad next to it before pulling his black sawed off double barrel shot gun off the holder on his back. He lifted his foot and kicked the door in with a heavy boot sending it swinging open and banging into the glass mirror that rested against the wall. He stepped over the shattered glass and into the room where a cheetah and his girlfriend were scrambling off the bed onto there feet. The large wolf pointed his shot gun at the cheetah then looked at his print out. The cheetah on the paper matched the one standing in front of him and he was about to fire when the cheetah started talking quickly.
"What do you want? If you're here to rob me just take my money. My wallet is in my pants. Just leave us alone," The cheetah said franticly moving around the bed slowly.
"Your wife hired an assassin to kill you for cheating on her. I am here to kill you," the wolf said deeply looking over his black shades.
With out further hesitation the wolf pulled the trigger back blowing a hole through the cheetah's chest. The impact threw him back and out of the window. The wolf pushed past the female cheetah and looked out the window of the 6th floor hotel room. The pale moon's light shown through as he looked down and saw the body crumpled on the ground. He turned around and pointed the shot gun at the female. She backed up and looked fearfully up at the wolf.
"I didn't do anything. Please don't kill me," She begged falling to her knees in front of him.
'I don't leave loose ends," the wolf said pulling the trigger.
Blood splattered the floor and walls coating them with red wetness that dripped down the white walls slowly. Her limp body fell to the green carpet and the wolf turned and walked off towards the door stepping over the glass to get out. He placed his shotgun back in the holder on his back and closed the door behind him. He moved to the fire escape and left with out a sound.
The next morning the wolf was sleeping peacefully in his bed with his plushy fox wrapped in his strong arms. He rolled over and grumbled as the warm morning light filtered into his room shining into his face waking him up. He growled and pulled his blanket over his head and tried to fall back asleep. As soon as he had drifted off into the land of slumber the alarm beside his bed went off in its loud and annoying way. He groaned and sat up pressing the button on the clock causing it to go back into its quiet mode. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and stood up heading to the bathroom.
He washed his face and brushed his teeth then put on his Barnes and noble uniform. He always took showers at night to avoid the trouble if he woke up late one morning or to clean the blood off from a job. He finished getting dressed and placed one of his pistols in his back pocket. He never knew when he might get mugged or something so he always kept it. He yawned and moved out of his room.
"Morning, Ryan. So how did it go last night? It went smooth right," his otter room mate said grinning up in his face.
"It went like it always does. I go and kill the person I'm supposed to and then get paid,' Ryan said yawning and heading to the door.
"Wait, Ryan. I made you breakfast," the otter said running off into the kitchen to come back with a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast.
"Thanks Sam. See ya after work," the large wolf said leaving out the door.
Sam watched the wolf go feeling stupid every time he let him go with out telling him how he felt about him. He had known Ryan for two years and loved everything about him. His strength, his courage, and the way he moved. Sometimes on nights he felt alone he would sneak into he wolf's room and lay there beside him just to feel his presence only to sneak out before the wolf's alarm went off. He wished he had the courage to say he loved him. He loved him with all his heart.
Ryan's house was only a few blocks away from the book store so he walked with little trouble. He always thought he needed the exercise even though he was already muscular and fit. He walked and ate and reached the store in no time. He went in, punched his time card, and then waved to Duke who ran the register.
His job was to re stock books and the boxes were already set out near the aisles in which he was to place them. He grabbed a box cutter from off the counter and went to work emptying the boxes. It was an easy job but it wasn't as fun as the adrenaline rush he got from doing his assassin job. He could still remember freshly in his mind how he had gotten the job.
Walking home from work after working a double shift he decided to take a short cut through the restaurant's alleys. It was a cool night with the wind blowing gently to ruffle his fur enough to keep him happy. He had just moved to the alley that sat behind burger king and was about to make a turn onto a back street then two weasels and a mongoose jumped him from behind. One of the weasels pushed him into a wall and pulled a switch knife on him. Ryan growled as the others circled in on him.
"Alright wolf. Hand over your wallet and we might not kill you," the weasel snickered moving closer.
"Fuck you. I just got paid yesterday and your not taking my money," Ryan said with a deep growl.
"Carve that wolf like a turkey," the mongoose said urging the weasel forward.
The weasel lunged forward and stabbed out with his blade but Ryan side stepped quickly. The weasel stumbled forward so Ryan grabbed him from behind. Ryan put the weasel in a head lock causing him to drop his blade.
"I give. I give. Let me go," The weasel said struggling.
"You were going to kill me. So I think I'll return the favor,' the wolf said pulling the weasel closer.
There was a loud snap as Ryan broke the weasel's neck. The other's gasped out and took off running through the alley. Ryan popped his knuckles and turned to walk off but bumped into a rather large lion.
"You're very ruthless. I like that. I can offer you a job where you can put that to good use," the lion said with a smile.
"Where the fuck did you come from," Ryan said backing up.
"Never mind that. Work for me and I'll pay you handsomely," the lion said crossing his paws.
"You got my attention. Tell me about this job," Ryan said with a curious look.
"Excuse me," a tiger said tapping Ryan on the shoulder.
"Huh, yeah. How can I help you sir," Ryan said politely.
"I'm looking for a book by James Collin called the Lake's song,"the tiger said looking around the store.
"That's my favorite book. Collin wrote that book with such a passion. I loved it from start to finish," Ryan said standing up and leading the tiger to a row of books off to the back of the store.
"He's my favorite gay author,' the tiger said picking up the book.
"Mine too. I've got all his other books as well," Ryan said grinning.
"Really? I've never met some one else that loved a good Collin book," The tiger said looking the wolf over.
"Yeah well. I've never met some one that liked him so much either," Ryan said looking the tiger over.
"How about I come back tomorrow on your lunch break or something? We can discuss his work together over some food," the tiger said grinning brightly.
"I'm off at 12 o clock. Are you asking me out on a date?" the wolf said looking into the tiger's green eyes.
The tiger nodded and walked off with his book to the counter. Ryan grinned and did a little jig in the corner.
Ryan borrowed Sam's car as he always did on a job and looked at his print out. He had always received his hit list from his laptop because it was the easiest way to reach him and he always carried it with him. He looked at the streets address and made sure it matched the one on his print out before parking his car at the end of his block. He stepped out of the car and locked it before walking slowly down the street. His black trench coat blew in the wind as did his unprotected head fur. Tonight he carried a quieter gun so no one would alert the police in the small neighborhood. He had a Welrod silenced pistol in his coat pocket that he pulled out once he had arrived as his destination. He turned the knob on the gun a quarter turn emptying the last cartridge. He loaded a cartridge and pushed the knob forward stripping the cartridge from the magazine into the chamber. He turned the knob a cone turn to the right and knocked on the door.
Ryan put his gun behind his back and smiled as fat little raccoon opened the door. Ryan looked at his print out then at the raccoon. The raccoon in front of him was far too young to be his target so he smiled wider and bent down a little bit.
"Is your father home? I'd like to speak to him about his car,' Ryan said gently.
The raccoon nodded padded off and a few seconds latter returned with a larger raccoon. Ryan made sure the raccoon matched his print out then pulled his gun from behind his back. He pointed it at the raccoon whose face instantly dropped into a more terrified look.
"You're here to kill me? You wouldn't kill me in front of my son would you," the raccoon stammered looking into the harsh eyes of the wolf.
Ryan pointed the gun at the younger raccoon's head and pulled the trigger. The bullet hit the boy right between the eyes sending him to his back on the white carpet. The red puddle quickly seeped into the carpet staining its whiteness. The raccoon's face was a complete look of horror as he watched his son's life less body spill its contents.
"I don't leave Loose ends," Ryan said simply.
Ryan pointed the gun at the raccoon and fired again hitting the coon right between the eyes as he had done the son. He locked the door with a gloved paw and pulled the door close. He padded off down the street and shook his head.
"What kind of wolf would I be if I killed someone's father right in front of them," Ryan voiced aloud walking to his car.
Ryan stood at the front waiting happily for the tiger. He had just realized he didn't even know the guy's name. "Oh well," he thought. He would ask him later at lunch. At exactly 12 o'clock the tiger came into the book store and waved Ryan over.
"I didn't even ask you your name. Mine's Ryan," the wolf said smiling bright.
"Oh yeah, My name is Tony. How does golden corral sound?" Tony said walking out of the book store.
"Sounds perfect," Ryan said walking right behind him.
After getting to the restaurant in Tony's Rolls Royce phantom they both sat in the red booths awaiting the waiter. Ryan knew the cat was well of if he could afford such an expensive car. He watched the cat look at his menu and sighed noticing how cute he was. Tony had on a nice dress shirt and a pair of slacks on. A pair of green shades sat on top of his stripped head that matched his eyes.
"So what do you do Tony? It has to be something nice to allow you to drive nice cars and eat at places like this," Ryan said smiling.
"I'm the C.E.O. of furs modeling. So I get paid quite a nice little amount the tiger said smiling.
"That's awesome. Do you think I'm hot enough to be a model?" Ryan said with a grin.
"You're too muscular to be a model. You'd make an excellent porn star though," Tony said laughing a bit.
"How old are you Tony. I'm 23 by the way," Ryan said with interest.
"I'm 21. I'll be 22 in a few months," the tiger said grinning.
Ryan chuckled then looked the tiger squarely in the eye. He grabbed the tiger's paw and pulled him close.
"I want to know what you want in a relationship. I'm tired of searching for a good man. You're handsome and you seem sweet. You have a nice job and I won't have to take care of you like I did the last guy I was with. I'm a dom and I do like to have fun and stuff," Ryan said looking at the tiger.
"I think it's really cool that you're a sub. And I respect what you're looking for. I want the same thing for me. I want my man to be loyal, smart, funny, and handsome. You're all of the above," the tiger said leaning forward.
Ryan leaned forward and as the tiger moved forward a little more. Ryan closed his eyes as did Tony.
"Can I take you order sirs?" a lioness waitress said doing a curtsy.
The tiger blushed and ordered his food while Ryan played with the tiger's tail under the table. He liked the way it curled and uncurled in his paw. After the waitress left Tony smiled and leaned over.
"How about tomorrow you come to my house. You can look around and I can get to know you better. I can give you my address and phone number right now," Tony said with a grin.
Ryan nodded and the tiger pulled out a napkin and a pen. Ryan grabbed his paw and pulled out his laptop.
"Tell me what it is and I can program it in my lap top," Ryan said matching the tiger's smile.
Ryan climbed the fire escape to the person's apartment complex on his print out. He moved up the stairs quite nimbly for a wolf of his size and calculated which window would be his victim's window and pulled out a screw driver. He carefully broke the lock and slid the window up. It was night time and all the lights were out in the apartment. He slowly lifted the window and snaked his way inside before letting the window back down. He made his way to the bedroom crawling on the floor and peaked up into the bed. He could smell heavily scented perfume and was happy that it would hide his scent. He slowly slid up and reached for his gun when a paw grabbed him and pulled him up onto the bed. He growled in surprise as two paws un-buttoned his trench coat and tossed it aside. Quick as a flash the paws moved for his pants and removed them with little ease. Next thing he knew he was forced down onto his back on the bed as his shirt and boxers were tossed to the side.
He could feel breasts press against his chest as his sheath and balls were played with. He placed a paw to his mouth so he wouldn't groan out and give away that he wasn't who the female thought it was. He felt his sheath being worked until his cock slowly emerged from its protective casing. He growled in pleasure as the female straddled him and positioned his cock. Ryan felt warm wet tightness around his cock as the female slid down onto him. Her tongue slid up and down his chest tasting him casing Ryan to groan out in pleasure.
"You must be taking those pills I bought Chris. Your cock feels thicker than usual," she murred sliding up and down Ryan's cock.
Ryan was gay and knew he was for a long time. He had had many boyfriends come and go so he knew hi sexuality well. But who in there right mind would turn down a free fucking. So he just closed his eyes and lay back as the female rode him. Up and down she went making a squishy sound as he hilted her. Ryan placed his paws on her waist helping her slide up and down his cock.
"Oh Chris. You're so good. Make me yours," she groaned as Ryan lifted her up and down.
She leaned forward and stuck her nipple in his mouth and Ryan suckled it like a puppy wanting milk. Up and down she went wetting his cock with her pre causing It to drip down Into his sheath and over his balls. She groaned and pulled him up so that he was in a sitting position.
"Give it to me Chris. Fuck me silly," She moaned dragging dull claws down his back.
Ryan could feel his knot expanding inside her as his climax neared. She was biting and licking on his neck tenderizing the skin and matting his fur. Her breast jumped a little against Ryan's chest making her groan more. Ryan clenched his teeth tight and fought back a loud howl as he came up into the tightness that was her sweet cunt. He bit down onto her neck in a mate bite as his knot tied her. She bounced a few more times then creamed down his cock in large amounts. She pushed him back onto the bed and licked him all over his neck as there climaxes faded.
"Wow hun. You lasted longer than normal. And your knot feels a lot better,
"she whispered nibbling his ear.
The front door to the apartment opened and Ryan reached for his trench coat. He picked it up and grabbed his gun as the lights came on. A wolf about Ryan's size and build stood in the nude looking at Ryan lying with his mate. The female looked at her mate then at Ryan and started screaming. The male wolf dove toward the bed but Ryan fired hitting him in the throat. The wolf fell to the floor dead as the female looked in horror.
"Thanks for the fuck but your not really my type at all. Besides, I don't leave loose ends," Ryan said putting the gun in her mouth.
The next night Ryan had Sam Drive him to Tony's house. The wolf got out dressed in a nice shirt and a pair or pants. He grabbed his laptop and headed toward the large two story house.
"Wait Ryan. There is something I need to tell you. I've been waiting to say this for a long time," Sam said looking up at the wolf.
"Well then, can it wait a little longer. I'll talk to you when I get home," Ryan said walking off.
Sam rolled the window up and slammed his head into the steering wheel. He cursed himself out wondering why he couldn't just blurt it out. How har is it to say you love some one. Just to say I love you.
Ryan moved up the nicely paved side walk and stopped at the door. He checked his breath and popped a mint then straitened his hair. Sam honked and pulled off waving out of the window and crossed the street out of site. He knocked on it and waited for the tiger to answer. The tiger came to the door dressed in a green shirt and tie with a matching pair of pants and allowed Ryan in.
Gentle music was playing in the back ground, a sort of angelic music, and candles were lit. Ryan looked around and noticed the paintings that hung on the wall. Different species of animals alike were posing naked. Ryan grinned and looked at the furniture how it was neatly decorated with each piece being blue to match the soft blue carpet.
"Make your self at home while I fix us some drinks," The tiger said moving to his kitchen.
Ryan nodded and sat down on one of the love seats and set his laptop on a coffee table waiting for the tiger to return. A few seconds later the tiger sat down next to him handing him a glass of red whine. Ryan took the glass of whine and smiled casually as the tiger laughed.
"You're so amazing Ryan. I just want to hold you tight," the tiger said nuzzling into the wolf's shoulder.
"Then what's stopping you," Ryan said leaning forward kissing the tiger on the nose.
The tiger blushed and turned away before standing up. He grabbed Ryan's paw and pulled him to his feet.
"How about we continue this talk in the bedroom," Tony said tugging on his paw.
"Sure thing," Ryan said as his laptop pined.
"What's that," Tony said looking at his laptop.
"Oh, nothing. I just got a message is all," Ryan said pushing the tiger playfully. How about you go freshen up and I'll be right in.
The tiger smiled and pushed the door open and closed it. Ryan opened his laptop and moved to his hit folder. In the folder was a picture or Tony and his address. Ryan closed his eyes swore in his head. He swore and swore until his head hurt. He had made a promise to kill every person put on his hit lists so he couldn't make an exception. He couldn't leave town to let Tony live. He had no place to leave to. He shook his head and went into the bed room.
Tony was sitting on the bed naked smiling. His legs were open showing off his fully hard and ready cock. Ryan pushed him self to smile and moved to the bed. He climbed up and planted a big kiss on the tiger's mouth.
"Your really special Ryan. I want to be intimate with you. How about a little oral to start things off? Stand up," the tiger said getting off the bed.
Ryan did so and allowed the tiger to slowly strip him off his pants and boxers. His pants dropped with a thud and Tony went wide eyed.
"I got heavy things in my pockets," Ryan said with grin but was thinking about his gun in his back pocket.
The tiger nodded and started licking up and down Ryan's sheath. The wolf moaned softly and placed a heavy paw behind his head as his cock pushed its way through his sheath. The tiger happily pulled it into his mouth and slurped on it till it was rock hard. Ryan pushed in a little bit as the tiger wrapped his tongue around his cock and bobbed back and forwards a bit. Ryan groaned out and whimpered as the tiger started purring. The vibrations were going up his cock and down to his balls suck. The tiger pulled off with a slurp and looked up.
"We should move to the bed. I don't you to blow a good load on a blow job," Tony said hopping on the bed.
"I got a condom in my pants pocket," Ryan said turning around and grabbing his gun.
Ryan gripped the handle and turned around. A gun shot went off and a body hit the floor as another fell to there knees. Tony sat holding his gun with tears in his eyes. He punched the ground and petted Ryan's head softly. Blood was seeping from the hole in the side of his head onto his blue carpet. He grabbed his phone from his night stand and dialed a number.
"Hello. Boss. I killed him like you order. I need the clean up crew to fix this guy's carpet up. I'll drop off the rental car myself. As you know, It's not good to leave loose ends," Tony said hanging up the phone.
Once again I attempt to make a good story. I hope someone likes this one because i put in a lot of time and effort. Lonewolf helped in this creation and I'm starting to think that's the problem. Any way, feel free to e mail me and tell me how wrong it was for the little raccoon to die. Or if you have any questions or comments.