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Vent story.
Rated extremely short length (-1000 words).

Not so much in canon with Sunkra's universe, but rather using his concept and producing some vent art/writing. He's not a junkie as depicted here, just vent art/writing.

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Many objects used as ashtrays are \nrevealed, as well as dirty ruffled fur and heaving \nchests, empty bottles of soda and alcohol littered all \nover the place. With incredibly tired muscles, the blond \ndreadlocks are pushed aside, revealing bloodshot amber \neyes as they painfully avert themselves from the window. \nThe morning is mocking Sunkra, the otter trying to get \nup but needing a few attempts before he manages. The \nworld around him is silent and asleep, his body heavy \nand unwilling as he crushes a needle under his foot, \nbarely feeling the splinters penetrating his sole. He's \ncompletely naked, not that anyone cares. Sunkra drags \nhimself into the filthy and dusty bathroom, trying to \nwipe the grime off the mirror enough to see his own \nface. 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Don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story. Do not redistribute this story in any way
without the author's explicit written permission. All
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This story was written as adult fiction. The author
does NOT condone the described behavior in real life.
Any similarities with any real life events and/or
persons are completely coincidental. Described
characters and/or events are fictional. Enjoy the story!
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This story is about Sunkra the otter during one of his
darkest of hours. Inspired by Placebo — In the Cold
Light of Day, depicting portions of the song's lyrics.
Rights owned by Virgin Label.
This story contains: gay, rape, emotion, drugs, abuse,
violence, pain, …


In the cold light of morning.

 - In the cold light of morning while, everyone is
yawning, you're high. In the cold light of morning the
party gets boring, you're… high. As your skin starts to
scratch and wave yesterdays action goodbye…

 One of many figures in the heap of bodies starts
stirring as the cold light of the morning gloom
mercilessly penetrates the filthy window and caresses
the waking furry. Many objects used as ashtrays are
revealed, as well as dirty ruffled fur and heaving
chests, empty bottles of soda and alcohol littered all
over the place. With incredibly tired muscles, the blond
dreadlocks are pushed aside, revealing bloodshot amber
eyes as they painfully avert themselves from the window.
The morning is mocking Sunkra, the otter trying to get
up but needing a few attempts before he manages. The
world around him is silent and asleep, his body heavy
and unwilling as he crushes a needle under his foot,
barely feeling the splinters penetrating his sole. He's
completely naked, not that anyone cares. Sunkra drags
himself into the filthy and dusty bathroom, trying to
wipe the grime off the mirror enough to see his own
face. Several furs in various states of undress are
passed out over the floor and in the bathtub, Sunkra
wipes the shards of glass on his foot off onto their
fur.

 - Forget past indiscretions, and stolen possessions..
you're high. In the cold light.

 His head spins and various parts of his body hurt,
Sunkra looking at the deep red scabs where the needle
had entered his arm multiple times. He's lost weight.
Tired and almost zombified eyes look back at him in the
grimy mirror, Sunkra pulling down his eyelid as he tries
to focus long enough to calculate his current state. He
can't go home like this, he'll get arrested. A hand
creeps down his back to his tail and underneath,
unabashedly fondling and probing Sunkra's tail hole.

 - In the cold light of morning, while everyone's
yawning, you're high. In the cold light of morning,
you're drunk sick from whoring and high. Staring back
from the mirrors, a face that you don't recognize…

 Sunkra tries to push away the person trying to feel him
up, his body out of balance as he falls to the ground,
face flat into the floor. Blood drips from his nostril.
He groans and tries to get up, crawl forward. A heavy
body sits right on top of his lower back, Sunkra can
feel the assailant is naked and dripping ready, whether
the otter likes it or not. Again Sunkra tries to tell
the other guy off, the room spinning around as the cold
light casts abstract and surreal shadows. The otter even
tries to kick the other person off but is silenced by a
slap of the back of a hand against his head, the hand
then pressing Sunkra's face into the dusty floor. He can
feel his assailant pushing a slick rubbery object
against his anus.

 - It's a loser, a sinner. A cock in dildo's disguise…
in the cold light.

 A tear streams down Sunkra's cheek, too weak and too
high to put up much of a fight. It'll be over sooner if
he just lets it happen. A hot and painful sensation
creeps rapidly up his spine, the rapist has penetrated
him. Grunts and drool drop down onto Sunkra's faded
blond dreadlocks, the otter's eyes lifeless. Motionless.
The strong hands and body pinning him down as the sharp
pain from his ass starts to subside. It itches. Every
contour of the rapist's penis he can feel, every throb
and every flex. He's high.

 - Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow. As your skin starts to
scratch, and wave yesterday's action goodbye.

 With a drunk grunt, Sunkra's attacker pushes his
angrily red hot cock deeply inside the otter, which
elicits an uncomfortable groan. Too tired to yell. The
rapist's member is withdrawn and he moves down to
Sunkra's face, wiping the slimy deflating penis in the
otter's face to add insult to injury, as well as
cleaning it with the blond dreadlocks. He spits on the
otter's face and wanders off, Sunkra doesn't even move
his eyes to look who it was. Does it matter anyway.

 - Forget past indiscretions, and stolen possessions.
You're high. In the cold light of day…

 Sunkra stands outside the apartment door, having left
the filth behind. For today. He slowly steps with a
wobble through the corridor, his brightly coloured surf
shorts smeared with ash and semen, reeking of booze.
Tomorrow he'll be back. He needs to get high. Put on a
smile.

 - Tomorrow is only a kettle. Whistle, whistle, whistle,
… away. In the cold light of day.","pools_count":0,"title":"In the cold light of morning","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"text/plain","pagecount":"1","rating_id":"2","rating_name":"Adult","ratings":[{"content_tag_id":"3","name":"Violence","description":"Mild violence","rating_id":"1"},{"content_tag_id":"4","name":"Sexual Themes","description":"Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal","rating_id":"2"}],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"t","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"10","views":"576","sales_description":null,"forsale":"f","digitalsales":"f","printsales":"f","digital_price":""}