Kingslayer

The story of an airheaded kitsune infiltrator

Fine nightclothes of spun silk covered him as a roaring fire warmed the chamber in which he was to sleep. Embroidered tapestries fluttered from pleasant gusts that passed through the one impressively thick stonework window. The bed he laid himself upon could have easily fit ten people, perhaps more. Tobias was ostensibly the luckiest man in the kingdom, but it all felt wrong to him. The bedsheets on which he laid were on their own more valuable than the sums of his entire family's combined wealth. Tobias fought his way out of bed and paced the smoothed stone floors, eschewing the satin slippers waiting for him to instead enjoy the feel of fire-warmed tiles on his bare callused feet. He walked to the writing desk to settle his nerves. Not because he knew his letters, no, but because that's where the pitcher filled with fine wine awaited him each night. The bulky and inordinately expensive signet rings he was festooned with got in his way as Tobias poured himself another mug of the good stuff. He downed it as fast as he could, in the manner of a man used to his comforts being removed at a moment's notice. His hands ran through his short brown hair. That felt good. Felt like the finery around him was no longer staring him in the face quite so brazenly. Tobias waded his way back into bed, resting his head against plush feather pillows. An indeterminate amount of time later as Tobias was falling into that blissful state of half-consciousness preceding deep sleep, he heard something. He grunted and continued his descent into sleep.
There it was again. It was coming from the stonework window. A strange kind of rustling scraping sound.
Tobias was now firmly annoyed, his fitful sleep interrupted. To spite the noise, he continued to disregard it. Maybe if he pretended long enough it would just piss off.
Now the noise was a soft tapping sound, and it was closer. Delirious with half-sleep, Tobias blindly groped for his empty wine mug. He tossed the expensive piece at the sound without looking, and plunked his head back down on the pillow.
"Oww! Hey, that was mean!"
The hurt in the woman's voice was quite sobering. Tobias shot out of bed stumbling half blind and sleepy towards the sound, an apology on his lips. He probably just cracked the skull of one of the poor cleaning girls who came and went at all hours. He was far too groggy to recognize that the bulky chamber door hadn't yet been opened.
"I didn't mean to, sorry, I..."
The woman rubbed her head with gloved hands. Her clothing was strange, but Tobias couldn't quite connect one dot let alone two in his addled state of mind. Her image seemed to blur and she appeared away from him, now standing and closer to the windowsil.
"You almost got me huh? You're as worthy as my seniors say. But Hitsu won't be taken down that easy."
Tobias rubbed the blur of sleep from his eyes.
"Please don't tell the head maid, i didn't mean it, honest."
Hitsu let out an indignant huff. "Don't make fun of me!"
For the first time, Tobias really saw who was talking to him. She had short purple-black shoulder length hair, and her curves filled a black bodysuit that left little to the imagination. Tobias hadn't ever seen a maid uniform like that, but he sure did like it.
As the man gawked he couldn't help but notice something else, "Why do you have a tail?"
Hitsu's guarded stance dropped slightly, her tail wagging as she visibly preened at Tobias' words.
"I see you've noticed my most admirable asset~." She struck something of a pose and continued, "All mighty kitsunes," Hitsu leaned forward as she finished, "Have nice, fluffy, tails."
Blissfully unaware of what he was about to say, Tobias replied innocently.
"Tails? I only see one though."
Hitsu stared directly at Tobias, frozen in place. The only movement for several seconds was the twitching of her large ears.
"GAHHH!" Her markedly singular tail stood on end as she exclaimed, "You can't saaaaay that! You brute, you barbaric bully-king!"
"H-hold on, it's fine!" Tobias put his hands out in a placatory gesture, "Most animals only have one tail!"
It was shocking how deep Tobias was digging a hole for himself in a room made of stone.
Hitsu puffed out her cheeks and shook her fist at Tobias. "I'm. Not. An. ANIMAL! That's it, interrogation time NOW!"
A sharp looking heavy-hilted throwing knife appeared in Hitsu's hand seemingly from nowhere as she stomped angrily towards Tobias. He fell backwards onto the bed and in a panic scrabbled up against the headboard.
Hitsu's blue eyes were glistening as she spoke with a quivering lip, "I'll show you who only has one tail!"
Tobias fumbled for the pull-string alarm mechanism hanging above the bed. The one he had forgotten until now that it was his job to pull in case of intruders.
Hitsu grinned as she saw Tobias try to activate the crude and obvious alarm. She let her knife fly at the pullstring and shouted, "Too slow!"
The throwing knife flew through the air and it's aim was true, but the hilt took the lead rather than the cutting edge and it clanked harmlessly against the headboard.
"GAH!" Hitsu clapped one hand to her head as her ears went flat.
Tobias sighed with relief before the knife. which he had thought directed with killing intent, fell hilt first directly onto his head, knocking him out cold.
As he passed out he could hear a muffled, "S-sorry!"

Tobias' head hurt. He went to rub it with his hand but found he couldn't move. He tried the other arm and got the same result. Legs too. He thought of calling for help, but this room was nearly soundproof in it's construction.
He also felt...drafty.
Tobias let out a surprised yelp as he realized that he was strapped to the bed buck naked. His head was propped up on some pillows, and he saw Hitsu shimmying out of her bodysuit, humming happily to herself.
"H-hey! What are you doing?!"
Hitsu turned around and reflexively covered her now exposed chest.
"Ah! Don't look, you pervert!"
Tobias turned a deep shade of red, "You're the one who..."
Hitsu put hands on her hips and leaned forward on the bed, an infinitely smug grin on her face. "You don't sound very noble all tied up like that mister ki~ng." As she crawled towards him Tobias didn't know where to look. Everything about her bounced enticingly in the firelight. "You're going to tell me eeeeverything i want to know." Tobias swallowed audibly as Hitsu licked her lips. He couldn't help but feel his manhood rise to attention despite his nerves.
Tobias strained against the corded bindings, "Wait, this is a misunderstanding. you've got it wrong! I'm not the King!" He was in fact telling the truth, but Hitsu just scoffed at him.
She grasped his member and manipulated him into an almost painful readiness. "Silly man. You think me that stupid?" Before Tobias could correct her, she plunged his entire length into her mouth. His words caught in his throat as he simultaneously filled hers. Her tongue was everywhere, twisting around his shaft as her soft hands massaged his balls and grabbed around his waist, coaxing him into a stupified haze as she pulled him deeper into her mouth. Her muffled smug giggling felt wonderful even as Tobias struggled to come to his senses. The sudden assault had eroded his endurance embarrassingly fast, and he was about to burst.
"Y-you didn't -AH- A-ask me anything!"
Tobias groaned as he exploded deep within her throat. Far from being surprised by this, Hitsu kept going for a solid handful of seconds before releasing him with a wet pop. Tobias had never felt quite so happily drained in his entire life.
Hitsu had a strange glazed look in her eyes as she nuzzled her face against his member. She finally began to speak, her warm breath breathing new excitement into Tobias.
"Oh! Uh, where are the...Uhm..." Hitsu trailed off for a moment before perking up again, "Documents! Where are those?"
"What?? Please wait!" Tobias didn't know his letters, let alone what a 'Dock-you-mint' was.
Hitsu's gleaming blue eyes locked with his. "Not talking huh?" she crawled closer, lifting Tobias' legs with her arms and pressing her ample breasts to his waist.
"Wait, my name is Tobias!" He felt himself stiffening between her wonderfully soft tits but her pace was exhausting, "I'm not the king, i'm just a hunnnnt-OH"
Hitsu poured a strange sticky substance between her boobs and onto Tobias' manhood. The coolness of it surprised him, but it didn't stay cold for long as she pressed her tits together and began pumping him between them. He felt trapped in her soft chest as she rubbed him aggressively from left to right, up and down, or around in circles. The pattern was never the same and so Tobias could never get used to her pillowy assault. He gritted his teeth as he watched Hitsu and saw she was having altogether too much fun. Not being able to move while enduring this foreign pleasure was so frustrating.
"Last chance mister king, tell me where those papers are, oka~y?"
Papers! Tobias knew what papers were. They kept papers in the desk where his wine jug was! Tobias could barely speak, but he shouted out whatever he thought might get him a break. "D-Desk! The desk!"
Hitsu paused, turning to look at the writing desk. She clearly saw stamped and sealed documents laying atop it and frowned at Tobias like he had ruined her fun. Tobias laid his head down and tried to catch his breath, but Hitsu didn't move away from him.
Tobias' eyes opened in surprise as he felt Hitsu's warm chest bouncing against him with renewed energy. He looked her in the eyes with a question on his lips. Hitsu looked away from him, blushing somewhat guiltily before speaking.
"I d-don't... I don't believe you."
He tried to hold himself back, but the throbbing was too much to bear. He came hard, and Hitsu squealed with joy as his semen shot out from between her chest and into the air. Tobias went slack in the cord restraints, feeling drained of his strength. Hitsu's tail twitched happily as they basked in the afterglow together for a brief moment.
Tobias felt his arms and legs fall free from the bindings as Hitsu straddled his waist, placing her hands on his chest to push him down into the cushy bed. Was she setting him free? Did she believe him? Hitsu looked down at Tobias, and the lovestruck look in her eyes told him that this wasn't about 'interrogation' any longer. She gyrated against his crotch until he was ready, and she eagerly guided him inside of her.
Tobias thought he had felt good before but that was nothing compared to her pussy. She fit around him like a warm squishy glove, and her dextrous technique jostled Tobias around in ways he could scarcely imagine. He tried to match her pace but quickly found himself being pushed deeper and deeper into the plush bed material by Hitsu's needy lovemaking. He was far too drained to even contemplate resisting her, and he held onto her bucking hips to steady himself. His hands groped her firm ass and Hitsu squeaked in approval. As she got more and more excited, Tobias could feel and see her soft tail whipping against his legs. He was fully invested and had given in to Hitsu entirely. Hitsu let out a musical scream of pleasure as she climaxed, clamped down excruciatingly tight on his member and bringing Tobias to orgasm alongside of her. He filled her insides full to bursting with the most intense orgasm he'd ever experienced as Hitsu's eyes sparkled with glee. She looked down at Tobias and leaned in slowly for a kiss. As she did so, her hand pulled on the convenient rope sitting directly above the headboard for support.
The rope attached to the alarm mechanism.
The sound of shouting guards and clanking bells soon brought Tobias and Hitsu back to reality.
"GAHH!" shouted Hitsu, as both she and Tobias nearly jumped out of bed, holding a blanket between themselves to cover up.
Steel-clad men burst through the door and levelled crossbows at Hitsu and Tobias.
"Assassin!" one of them cried upon seeing Hitsu.
Tobias tried to diffuse the situation, "No, hold on, she didn't hurt me!" He hesitated, "Much!"
The lead guard scowled at him like he was less than disgusting, "It's not you i care about." he motioned to the men with crossbows, "Kill them both, the traitor and the assassin."
Before the crossbows could fire, a distinct snapping bang preceded the room being filled with a choking smoke. Tobias couldn't breath, and he couldn't see. As his conciousness faded Tobias felt someone grab hold of him, and felt wind rushing against his face.

Hitsu was giddy with excitement over how the night went. Her superiors would be so happy about her achievements. She might not have gotten what they wanted, but surely they would ignore that in leiu of her achievements. Capturing a king on her first mission? They would have to recognize her skill now!
She considered King Tobias where he lay, sleeping soundly and wrapped in a plush but now-dirty blanket. She had gotten him out of the choking gas bomb quickly, but he would still take some time to wake up. Her ears twitched pleasantly as she giddily thought about the "interrogation" session for not the first time since escaping the castle. It really was too bad that Tobias was still asleep.
Once she had made enough distance from the castle, she set up a signal fire and awaited her master.
A woman with four tails soon materialized at the edge of camp. She took one look at a nearly-naked Hitsu, and one at the sleeping Tobias.
"Hitsu, explain. Where are the documents."
"Master! I captured King Tobias instead!" Hitsu tried her best to look aloof. "Wasn't a big deal, or anything. Now we'll know everything there is to know."
Hitsu's master plucked at Tobias' hands and examined them. Hitsu smiled smugly as she saw her master observe the pricey rings and garment that Tobias wore. She closed her eyes and waited for her just rewards.
"Did this man act like a noble, Hitsu?"
Hitsu opened her eyes. She remembered how the guards had looked at 'King' Tobias. She remembered he didn't know what a document was when she first asked. She remembered he said please and sorry. She mostly remembered all of the cute faces he made when he...
"OWW, HEY!" Hitsu's master clonked her on the head, right between the ears. Her master's stare was ice cold.
"...Hitsu."
Hitsu stammered, "Uhm, well, i mean..."
Her master got close to Hitsu, staring her down as she spoke with unnerving calm.
"Did you bother to look at his hands while you were busy... enjoying yourself?"
Hitsu flushed red, "I didn't..." her excuse was cut off with another clonk on the head. "GAHH!"
"Do you think a king would have rough, callused hands that smell of dirt?" Hitsu's master looked at Tobias. "Now we have to clean up your mess, Hitsu."
Hitsu's heart skipped a beat as she looked at Tobias. He wasn't lying at all. This was her fault, and she knew how merciless her master was. She stood in front of Tobias as her master walked over to him wielding a wickedly sharp knife.
The master stared at Hitsu without blinking. She was armed and armored while Hitsu was nearly defenseless and wearing a toga of sheets.
"You can't!"
"What if he gets away and alerts them, Hitsu?"
"They tried to kill him, too!" She was nearly crying with guilt as she continued, "I won't let you do it!"
Hitsu's master stared for several long moments, unmoving as Hitsu sniffed, muffling her emotions and standing firm.
"Fine. Don't screw up again. I'll take care of him if i have to."
Hitsu collapsed from stress and cradled the sleeping Tobias' head in her lap, apologizing to him as he rested totally unaware.
Her master had not spared the man out of pity, that old fox was far too pessimistic for that kind of mercy. She had however seen what Hitsu had not yet noticed, busy as she was attending to that human man.
She had grown a second tail.