Hey guys! I promise this one is better than my last!
A couple of friends requested some Shmuel x Bruno smut, and I happily obliged!
Just a forewarning; this story contains graphic scenes of yaoi! If that ain't your cup of tea, I suggest you step away.
Anyways, enjoy!
This Last Moment
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There I sat, cross-legged on my side of the fence, surrounded only by freedom and the soft breeze of the forest behind me. It was quiet, an awkward silence hung in the air. It appeared that Shmuel had something important to tell me, as did I. The only sound was a quiet rustling of leaves on the trees and a soft trickle emanating from the creek behind me. It was much too silent. I decided it was time to start talking.
"We're leaving." I sighed discreetly. I never wanted those words to hang true, but unfortunately they had to.
Shmuel's head shot up formidably. "What?" He whined. "But... you'll be back, won't you?"
I squinted my eyes tight, forcing any tears yearning to escape to stay cooped. I figured if I talked, my voice would only end up breaking. I never wanted to leave my friend behind. All I could do was nod.
Shmuel sighed. "Bruno," he began, averting the subject.
"Hm?" I uttered, head hanging.
The boy in the striped pajamas' face twisted up in a similar way that I did. "I've done something very bad," he breathed, barely a whisper. "One of the soldiers told me that I would be punished today." His voice broke. "The last time he told someone that, it was my father, and he never came back."
I could only stare at him sympathetically.
Shmuel's face contorted from a sad scrunch to an angered expression; his eyebrows furled in fury. "It doesn't even matter if you leave. I probably wouldn't ever see you again if you didn't."
If there ever was a time to make a little boy's dreams come true, now was that time. I was certain that his only hope was to some day make it out of the farm alive, or maybe to eat a cupcake (which, coincidentally, I happened to have one amid my satchel). I thought it best to offer him one now; I figured I'd give him one last thing he wanted before he… potentially passed.
"How about we share our last cupcake together? Would you like that?" I cooed.
The Jew only shook his head. "I'm so upset; I don't think I can stomach anything right now." Suddenly, an inquiring look formed upon his face. "However… there is one thing I've always wanted to try before I died…"
I furled my eyebrows in confusion. "There isn't much I can offer you right now. We're leaving soon."
"Well, I think we'd have everything we need. That is, I don't know if you'd want to…. If not, that's fine too…" Shmuel trailed off.
"Well, what is it you want to do, anyways?"
Shmuel crinkled his lip pensively. "Do you think I could squeeze out from under this fence, Bruno?"
"Sure, if we dug a little bit." I, still, had no clue what it was that this boy wanted. However, he was my best friend- my only friend, and I would happily oblige to any of his needs. He peered over my shoulder.
"Hey, Bruno, go find a large stick or a branch. Hurry."
Nodding, I got up from my dusty sitting area and hopped over the damp rocks in the stream. I shuffled leaves about, questing for a stick. A couple twigs turned up, but I've read enough adventure books to know that the only thing twigs are good for are for fueling fires. A couple times, I tried pulling a branch off a tree, but that only resulted in my hands becoming splinter and callus-clad. When I failed at exploring for a stick, I turned and began back toward the fence, when I stumbled over something.
A branch! It was quite a thick one, too. Giddy with excitement, I grabbed it and galloped back to my bald-headed friend. His face literally lit up at the sight of me emerging from the foliage. I passed it through the chains and immediately, he began chipping away at the dry dust underneath a loose part of the fence. After a solid 10 minutes of digging, there was a boy-sized gap underneath the humming wall of chains. I urged Shmuel under with my hand, and watched with anticipation as he wriggled out from underneath it; desperately hoping that he wouldn't get stung by the electric fence.
When he was on my side of the fence, a smile grew from ear to ear across his face. I was almost giggling with excitement. However, a question remained on the table.
"Shmuel… what is it that you want to do before you die?"
"Bruno….." Shmuel's eyes were almost twinkling with lust. "Let's make love, just you and me."
-END CHAPTER 1-
hey I hope you're enjoying this, kids!
Chapter 1 is kinda slow... but don't worry
Chapter 2 is where the yaoi fun begins ;)
so um review & stuff okay? opkay
