My name is Gilbert Beilschmidt and I'm 23 years old, single and currently living in the basement of my brothers home. Well, it was a shared house our parents had left us in their will but Ludwig had made sure to take it over in his name because he was 'more responsible'. Whatever, I'm content where I am. I have my own fridge and stove down here, a bathroom, an extra room for a bedroom area. I have my couch, my big screen tv and my video games. That's all I thought I would ever need to keep me held over.
I sat in the basement, my legs draped over the arm of my couch as I lazily played my game. My shirt was stripped off and laying on the floor, while my pants were unbuttoned and lolling away from my waist. It was a lazy day, plus I just had my hand down my pants if you know what I mean. Hey, it was perfectly normal for a man to enjoy a moment to himself! Although after I finished I had no time to enjoy how relaxed I felt after because I had a nagging little brother come down the steps.
"You really need to learn to clean up, Gilbert. It looks like a warthog lives down here, do you know how bad it smells when you open the basement door? You need to clean up, bruder!" He nagged at me.
"Ja, I know, I will. Get off my case, I'll get it done! Why are you even down here, is it important?" I rolled my eyes at him, getting an angry glare.
"I mean it bruder, when I get home it better be spotless! And dust while you're at it! I'm going to Felicianos.." He informed, as if I cared. I couldn't help but to jump up and ruffle his hair, grinning.
"Use protection while you're fucking your little girlfriend, okay?" I teased him, watching his face get red as he straightened his usual green suit and brushed me off.
"Just get this cleaned up! And shower too, you smell like sex." He grumbled, taking an angry sniff at me and cringing. "I'm related to a bum." He complained angrily, pointing to the tissues I had used to clean up my mess. "And don't leave your disgusting rags out, bruder, that's nasty." With that final scolding he left my little home and shut the door on his way out as well to accent how bad it smelled, that the door just couldn't be opened or God forbid his part of the house get stunk up.
I did begin to clean though, despite wanting to drop onto my couch and give myself another handjob. I made sure it was presentable while my brother was busy out fucking that Italian of his. The whiny little bitch one, that I loved to tease. I always wondered what it would be like to date someone who needed my attention all the time, I loved the thought of showering a significant other with love, but I knew it wouldn't happen any time soon for me.
Large honey coloured eyes watched as a German man exited the home they watched. Those eyes were owned by a lop hybrid who was currently hidden away in the bushes across the street. He lived in the forest with his little family, hidden from prying eyes. It was normal nowadays to see wild hybrids, and even domesticated hybrids that got bred and sold like real animals would. This hybrid was wild, born and raised. He would sneak across the road though and eat the carrots Ludwig had planted in his garden.
He crossed the road when the blonde was gone. He remembered when he'd been caught by him. He was only young then, just a boy. He had been thrown over his knee and beaten like a human child. He could talk, he could communicate and understand like all the other hybrids, and he could cry. He cried for nearly a whole night after Ludwig had taught him a lesson. Now he only learned that lesson for a few days.
Lovino slipped over the fence, careful not to catch himself on the rough edges of the fence like he had before. He was covered head to toe in soft fur, the only skin to be seen was his face and his belly, which held a tan to it to match the brown velvety fur. He had a mop of hair on his head and a curl bounced off of his bangs. A pair of balls hung freely from between his legs, but the lops dick was protected within a sheath unless he was erect. He remembered the first time he hopped the fence when he was younger, he lost a large patch of his fur because he wasn't careful, he was lucky it wasn't his balls though that time.
He tiptoed to the carrot patch by the house, settling in the grass while he used his long nails to dig into the dirt, ripping out the veggies he wanted so badly to gnaw on. It seemed the older brother in the house though, had his window opened and Lovino could hear him humming, and he could smell something wafting from the open window too. He took in a big whiff, scuttling closer to the window before heat rolled through the rabbit hybrid. He could smell the scent of sweat, a musk, the albino. It was great, especially while the male was going through the first year he could participate in mating season.
Lovino was content with watching for a while, body pressed down into the grass as he peaked through the tiny basement window at the male who was busy cleaning, his nose twitching as he happily took in his scent. He rolled away after a moment, ears dragging along the grass as gravity pulled them down insistently, tail twitching behind him while he crept to the door just by the window. He pulled the screen door open slowly, trying not to alert the man of his presence. He tried the knob at first, barely breathing as it clicked open.
The lop didn't know he could be in trouble for entering the house, his mind was set on that albino down in the basement. He stepped onto the cool kitchen floor, hesitant a moment as he closed the screen door behind him, the main door staying opened as he began to step away from it. He tested his toes, long claws clicking softly along the tile with each hesitant step.
I was surprised at how happy I felt while cleaning, I wasn't much for cleaning, I kept tidy but I wasn't too big of a neat freak like my brother. I liked things to look used but still kept neat. I paused when I heard something upstairs, listening a bit harder as I heard scraping along the floors. Who would have been upstairs? The dogs were out at the kennel and there was no one else but myself here.
"Hallo?!" I called out, moving to grab my baseball bat as I began up the steps, hand grabbing the knob of the door, pulling it open slowly, bat poking out first before my head followed along. I watched in shock as a hybrid walked through the house, head whipping around to look at me when he heard the door click. I tensed, fingers tightening on the bat instantly as those eyes looked me up and down like I was a patch of delicious grass to that rabbit.
"Uhm.. Hallo?" I mumbled softly now, stepping out completely, moving slow since I saw how tensed the rabbit was as well. It was an awkward situation and I tried to keep the animal calm. "Hallo, little guy.." I must have been older then him, he looked like a teenager. "Why're you in here?"
Lovino watched intently for a moment, frowning a moment at the words spoken to him. His ears twitched lightly as he leaned back a bit, thinking over the words spoken a moment. "I'm not little." He retorted softly, frowning at the albino. "I'm in here for you." He declared, like it was no big deal. The lop sauntered forward lightly, hands running over the bat to keep it down as he pushed himself to the albino, who wiggled away from him and hurried along the wall.
"Don't run, I won't hurt you." Lovino purred.