Beneath the Falls

Story by LeiLani on SoFurry

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Welcome, dear readers, to another lovely story of romance in the South Seas. I tried something a little different this time out. I wanted to change my style a bit. The senses are so important to reading. You can't just look at words, they have to invoke feelings, thoughts, and moods. So, while you read, really try to put yourself in this one, and see how you feel.

This is a stirring commission I heartily enjoyed doing for Moltsi, (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/moltsi/) who lives in Finland, and wanted a special story featuring his wolf Tony, and the beautiful, aloof island-girl Leilani meeting at a waterfall. I hope you'll take the moral I tried to convey to heart.

No one knows who you are - unless you want to show them.


Tony Meahcci enjoyed the tropical island with its lush virgin rainforest and secret places. It differed from his far northern Finland's icy winter beauty and all the memories it brought him. The island was an isolated place, accessible by boat or swimming, away from the main resort and tourist places that made up the country's economic stability. While he intellectually liked the idea of the country being stable and thriving, he had left home for the solitude.

Several evenings chatting and cavorting with his fellow beings in among the bures, tree houses, and dens of the Honey Hutt Resort had left him feeling dissatisfied and edgy. His host, a genial badger émigré from the wilds of Canada, had come to the islands long ago to build a life there with his own island girl. He noticed that they were quite busy trying to match up his single guests and cater to the couples that had traveled here to renew their lives and affections. Their own love projected a joy and serenity that permeated their entire island resort.

Realizing that the burly wolf was uneasy in amongst the other guests, the landlord had come to him earlier in the afternoon and handed him a map and a picture. It showed a magnificent waterfalls surrounded by jungle lands, mosses, and ferns. Unspoiled, pristine, and exactly what he was seeking to wash away his melancholy and reinvigorate his life. Joyfully he thanked the host and prepared to set out for an evening excursion.

"Believe me, Master Tony, you'll find exactly what you are looking for here in our islands." The host had declared. "I came here years ago, lost, lonely, and desolate. I found my way to the falls and it changed my life...forever." The badger looked towards his personal bure where his wife, a lovely island liquid- eyed seal was playing with their offspring. "You'll never know what you can find beneath the falls..."

So Tony had run through the darkening skies towards the sound of the falling waters. He really had no hope or actual expectations of anything good happening to him, but he still felt good to be a lone wolf, racing through the forest. He was big, strong, and tawny with powerful legs and shoulders. He appeared heavy, and was somewhat self-conscious about this, which made him shy around women. They never realized that his good heartedness and kindness shown through. He went his own way, and although he an aloof and melancholy exterior, he was quite astute and interested in the world around him.

He'd been hurt in the past, at home, and had escaped on this odyssey of self-discovery. After months of lonely travel, wherein his life touched a few persons and then moved on, he found himself here in the South Seas, on an island paradise, surrounded by love and joy. And now, instead of availing himself of the resort's activities, he was running through the jungle paths to an unknown waterfall.

All in all, not a bad way to end the day.

**

"Mistress LeiLani!" the badger Honeycutt called out to her as the svelte and sleek seaotter made her way through the town market.

"Well, if it isn't the distinguished host of the Vanaway Resort Hotels." Leilani's green eyes crinkled at the edges as she grinned at the old badger. "What brings you to market? I always thought Vaitiare did the shopping?"

"My water flower," the badger grinned at his play on his mate's name, "is at home with a sick child and asked me to gather some lemons for soup." He laughed. "Buying them is easier."

Leilani Perierre shared a giggle with the land lord. Ever since she had come here a few months before, to rest and recuperate, she had found the company of Honeycutt and his wife to be just what she needed. Leilani was usually a gregarious and happy-go-lucky sea otter, but over the past few months, she had needed solitude to recover her equilibrium. Only now that it was better, she was searching for adventure.

With the keen senses that only a well-honed concierge cultivated, Honeycutt realized that his young sea otter friend needed diversion and a bit of wild fun. Thinking back on his earlier conversation with the tall, burly wolf, Honeycutt devised a cunning plan and at once put it into motion. Once he explained it to her, he was certain his Vatiare would completely approve at his matchmaking, and if nothing came of it, chalk it up to experience.

"Leilani?" The badger smiled and took her paw gently. "Remember when you asked me the other day if anything special was happening on the island? Well, it just so happens..."

**

The half-moon hung low in the evening sky, shedding light and a cool elegance to the trees. The heavy fragrance of the flowers perfumed the air and the low rustle of creatures skittering in the leaves gave the night an ambiance of mystery and power. Leilani carefully walked along the jungle path, breathing in the heavily laden air and experiencing a head rush of wild flowers and exhilaration.

She was on her keenest edge. Something was coming, something exciting, and it thrilled her. For too long lately she'd just been going through the motions, just getting by day by day. But tonight? Tonight there was something in the air...perhaps even magic.

Her sarong, draped around the bottom of her white floral bikini, snagged on a twig. There she saw several beautiful flowers and realized that these were the rarest of all flowers indigenous to the islands. Normally the tiare apetahi was only on a mountain peak on the sacred island of Raiatea. The legend was that the flowers closed nightly and reopened at dawn with a crack. The sound resembled that of the broken heart of the young Tahitian girl who loved a king's son and was unable to be his. Only here tonight, the five rosy fingers of this flower were opened. She reached out to touch the bloom and it came away into her hand. She knew it was a sign of her great adventure so she tucked it behind her ear, loosened her sarong, let it fall, and went forward to meet her fate.

**

Tony Meahcci was enchanted. He gazed dream-like at the tall falls tumbling at least 20 meters down the side of the verdant heights, its white bubbles shimmering like diamonds and crystals as they danced down the rocks to froth in the deep plunge pool below. The banks of the lagoon, filled with frangipanis, night jasmine, and wild orchids fought for space with the deep midnight green ferns and trees. The water, which had burned blue when he arrived hours before, now glowed eerily in the moonlight. Above, framed by the deep green canopy of the trees and flowers, the sky was ablaze with stars, shimmering in the sultry night air.

Behind the falls was a small and secret cavern, filled with sparkling white sand. There the wolf retreated to think about his life, his loves, his joys, and his sorrows, stretching out naked and gazing up at the cavern ceiling, filled with miniature rock sculptures and cracks. Soon, exhausted, he fell asleep, safe and secure behind the watery curtain, and in his dreams wondered when something, someone was coming to change his life.

**

It was a full two hours after dark when Tony awoke to the sound of happy girlish laughter and a beautiful, melodic voice echoing across the water.

"I guess I will pick that up when I come back."

The words wafted down to him and he peeked up from his solitude through the water. At the top of the cliff, to the side of the falls and just in sight, was the haunting silhouette of a beautiful female figure. From here he couldn't tell her species, but her form was exquisite, lithe, and lovely.

As he was debating internally whether to call out to her, a white floral bikini top floated down, followed by the matching bottoms, nearly landing in front of him. Tony swallowed hard and called out, "Hey!" he called, "I'm..."

Before he could get the words out, the slim, sleek shape dove from above into the dark water. Where she landed, a beautiful five-finger red flower floated. He bent to pick up the female's swimsuit, moved through the curtain of the waterfall, and stood waist-deep in the warm, sparkling bubbles at the foot of the falls. Farther out, where she had dove into the pool, the flower floated as if waiting.

"She's been down an awful long time," he thought, watching the rosy petals float and dance in the waves. "Maybe I should go after her? It's dark, she might have..." Suddenly he felt a ghostly paw run past his leg and across his loins and then vanish.

From right beneath the flower, the girl gasped in a breath as she surfaced, taking the rosy sprig and tucking it behind her cup-like ear. "Aloha!" she exclaimed. "Sorry if I startled you! I did not know anyone was here." She smiled and breast-stroked slowly downward him, spreading her legs out behind her as she frog-kicked.

She was a lovely sea otter, a true island girl, completely comfortable in her own dark brown fur and not dependent upon any clothes. Mutely, he handed her bikini down to her and she laughed as she tossed it to hang on a jasmine bush at the side of the water.

"I am Leilani." The girl held out her webbed paw to Tony, who was now completely self-conscious about his own nudity. Despite his preference for skinny dipping, he was aware that he carried a few extra pounds and was embarrassed by this. The girl seemed oblivious to his acute shyness and began to chatter on, as she floated in front of him.

"I have been on the island for two months now, and Honeycutt only today told me about this place." She offered him her paw and he helped her up onto the small rock shelf where he had taken shelter. "I mean, I love waterfalls. And this one is so perfect. I even found this flower - and it is only supposed to grow in one place, about three islands over - and there are a whole bunch of them." She sat down and crossed shapely, very attractive legs, smiling at him brightly. "So what is your name? Where are you from? What is your story? Are you here on vacation as well?" She grinned at him, and Tony realized that Leilani was letting him get a grip on himself and relax enough to respond to her.

"I'm Tony...um...Meahcci," he said shyly, shaking her outstretched paw. "I'm staying at the Honey Hutt resort, and Honeycutt told me about this place today too."

Leilani grinned. "I saw him at market and he sent me here too!"

"It seems like quite a healing sort of place."

"The whole island gives off that vibration," Leilani agreed. "I have been staying at my aunt's island home. Work was getting too much for me, and I needed a break." She dipped her rudder-like tail into the water and splashed him playfully. "So...what about you? What brings you to the island?"

"Needed a break, too." He laughed, shielding his eyes. "I'm from the north - Finland actually - and have been travelling here in the South Seas to see how the other half lives." Tony was amazed at how relaxed and comfortable he felt with this sea otter. He usually stayed near other wolves or the family pack, and rarely interacted so casually and intimately with other species, especially other predators.

"I have never been that far. So what is it like, Tony Meahcci?" Leilani slipped into the water and floated on her back, her paws clasped over her chest. Without a second thought, Tony waded in beside her. He stood upright, the water lapping at his waist, his strong muscular arms and full sturdy shoulders above the water. He gently grabbed her elbow and moved her through the water in a slow random pattern, all the while watching as she enjoyed the sensation of movement without effort.

"You'd like it. It's a place of thousands of lakes and islets. It's cold in winter, and warm in summer." He chuckled. "Not South Seas warm, and this equal day and night - that's a rarity." He went on to tell her of his lands and his family. How they lived in the shadows of the huge coniferous trees and hard granite of the landscape. As he spoke, and told her more of himself, his hopes, his dreams and his life, Tony forgot to be shy and self-conscious, and allowed the warm, friendly wolf out instead.

Leilani, whose own gift of drawing others out from whatever shell or cave in which they were hiding, was thrilled that he was opening up to her so readily. She liked this tall, good looking wolf, with his tawny fur and blue clear eyes. He was strong, burly and made her feel girlish and cute. She liked the way he was wafting her to and fro in the water. Every so often, she would spread her thighs, and allow the cool, gentle flow of water to caress her nethers.

With a cheerful smile, she took the flower from behind her ear and floated it towards him. When he reached for it, she slid beneath the water and vanished from sight. Tony was startled and spun around in the water looking for her.

Suddenly, leaping from beneath the waters, Leilani splurged upwards. Her strong brown furred arms grabbed him around the neck and she planted a kiss on his mouth. Her warm, sensitive lips met his and they began to explore each other's mouths in a long sweeping kiss that left them both breathless and hungry for more.

He put his arms around her butt to cradle her, as she wrapped her legs around his strong flanks. He bent his head and kissed her again, a serious sort of kiss that made their breaths hitch and left them caressing each other's faces. As they rubbed cheeks, and took in the heady sent of their pheromones, working overtime, Leilani pulled her head back. With a wicked gleam in her eyes, she leaned back as far as she could and pulled him into the water with her.

Spluttering, throwing his dark hair back, with water flying everywhere, Tony rose to his full height. He looked magnificent in the moonlight, his eyes aglow with laughter and desire. His fur glistened and shone, and all hint at any self-consciousness vanished as he loomed above her. Leilani, swimming again on her back, watched him in the white pearly light and smiled a long lazy smile that hinted at so much.

Tony threw back his head and howled his appreciation and then, when she least expected it, he pounced her in the water. Caught, she did the only thing a five foot six, slight Tahitian otter could do, she surrendered until she lulled him into a false sense of security and then splashed him hard with the lagoon's clear dark waters. She giggled and darted away from him, and he gave chase.

Playing and diving, the otter swam with the wolf, their rhythms attuned. He was strong and commanding, she smaller, slight, and cunning, and yet they combined to create a lovely water ballet, dancing and floating, swimming with long powerful strokes exploring each other, kissing and fondling, splashing and gliding. Their foreplay was light and fun and exactly what they needed.

Finally, tired, the moon heading towards its nightly rest, Tony rose to his feet, and gently lifted Leilani out of the water. He whispered into her ear and she nodded, happily putting her head against his strong muscled shoulder. She closed her eyes, as he carried her through the water and behind the waterfall curtain to the same cave, with its soft beach sand flooring. There he carefully let her down.

She twinned her paws in his hair and kissed him thoroughly, inexorably, pressing up against him. Her naked body was hot and aroused and he felt his own response to her, as his canine sex hardened and his kisses grew deeper and longer. He growled low and felt her hum in response, their vibrations shaking their passions loose.

She let go of him then and lay down, making a Leilani-fitted bed in the soft white sand that curved and caressed her body in all the right places. She looked at him stalwart above her, and with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, crooked a finger and beckoned him to her.

Tony fell to his knees beside her and allowed his strong supple fingers, claws barely shielded to run up and down her body. His large paws found her bliss and he stroked it as her own strong paws gripped him and tugged lightly. He bent and kissed her, releasing her grip from his own as he caressed her breasts. She let out a throaty churrr of pleasure as he then bent his head down between her legs, licking and stroking her damp, swollen mound with his tongue.

She moaned and caressed his hair, closing her eyes and letting his ministrations work their magic. "Ohhh, Tony..." she whispered, already feeling his tongue dipping into her heat, bathing her full, pouting labia in his scent with generous saliva, getting her drenched.

After several long minutes giving her aching folds the attention they needed, and giving her a luscious orgasm besides, Tony slid up her body. He held himself off her on his elbows as she lifted her leg to give him room to enter her. Slowly, inch by inch, he slid himself into her, full, hard, throbbing, heightening her pleasure with each small prod, until she was begging him to fill her totally. He thrust hard into her, his shaft reaching to the deepest part of her as she cried out in ecstasy. He had almost climax when Leilani's legs suddenly let go of his haunches, and with a powerful webbed foot on his chest pushed him backwards, until he was tilting, teetering, and then suddenly flat on his back.

Tony looked up from the sand and watched with shining eyes as the beautiful otter giggled and leaned forward on all-fours, taking his aching member into her paw, bending down to kiss and caress it gently with her tongue. When she was sure he was fully aroused and wet, she straddled him and slowly lowered herself onto him. His hips thrust up to meet with hers, and a low sensual groan escaped her.

He reached up and half-sat, her legs to either side of him, his one paw on her breast and the other behind her head. He pulled her close as she rode him up and down, kissing her passionately, their tongues and loins joined. She pushed him back again and rode him until she came deeply, almost savagely, lifting her head up high and letting out a loud cry.

He lifted her from him, put her on her back again, and entered her swiftly and with urgency. He thrust in long hard pushes, deeper and deeper into her, and was thrilled when she cried out his name. He sped up and the driving beat of his heart, his sure thrusts between her thighs, and her rapid harsh breathing caught up with him, and his own release began. He pushed one last time and then spent, collapsed on top of her.

Their ragged breathing intermingled and Tony, afraid he was too heavy for her, started to move. He was surprised to feel instead Leilani's arms and legs wrapping around him tightly, keeping his dripping sex inside of her, holding him in a strong embrace that refused to let him budge. "Do not even think of moving..." She whispered raggedly into his ear.

He chuckled, "Not sure I can..."

Instead, they lay together for a while and when they had finally caught their breaths, he moved off her and onto his back. Leilani pressed herself against his side with her head against his shoulder, and churrred warmly as he stroked her back from the nape of her neck to the base of her tail. Soon they fell asleep, entwined in each other's arms and legs.

When they awoke, it was nearly dawn. The lagoon was awash in the predawn greys and blues. Laughing and joking, Tony led Leilani through the waterfall and into the pool for a pre-dawn swim. He was amazed at how comfortable they were with each other and this made him dizzy with happiness.

"Leilani..." He grinned as they held each other in the water. "Thank you. Last night was the most unforgettable night of my life..."

She giggled and ducked under the water, giving his member a gentle nuzzle and a few quick sucks until he was hard again, then surfaced in front of him, pressing her belly against his now-full erection. "Mmm...so far anyway, gentle wolf. I think you are in for many more. You are traveling the world. All sorts of adventures await you." She reached down and slowly caressed his shaft.

"Well, you came at the perfect time and place for me. I was giving up and thinking no one could see me for who I am." He closed his eyes as each of her fond strokes took effect, feeling an orgasm building.

Leilani shook her head and gently pushed away from him. "Tony, if no one can get past that aloofness, then you have to invite her in. I got in, and you and I, we are going to be friends, I think."

Tony smiled and swam towards her. "I think so too."

She smiled at him, then dove back down, swimming up between his legs, taking him eagerly into her mouth and finishing him off moments later in a pumping, jetting explosion, filling her cheeks with a combination of his seed and the crystal lagoon's water.

Once she was sure he was done, her mouth let go, and she floated up again, gasping, hooking her arms around him and nuzzling. "I will tell you a secret, my friend." She panted softly, gazing into his eyes. "I needed last night in the worst way. I needed to remember that sometimes it is fun to have sex, and make a new friend, and not worry about all the ramifications of a relationship."

Tony agreed. "I'm always too diffident to put myself out there."

Leilani laughed. "You certainly did do that. You are a terrific lover, Tony. I cannot wait until we meet again. But I really need to get back to my aunt's house. Much to do today."

"Could we meet for lunch?"

She smiled widely. "Noon at the Honey Hutt?"

He watched her swim to the edge of the lagoon, gather her bikini, and climb up the cliff carefully.

"It's a date," Tony called out and waved as she left.

The wolf lay back on the water, watching the falls splash and dance. Old Honeycutt was right. This place was a magical place, filled with light, laughter, and restoration. As easily as an otter slips into water to play and dance, Leilani had slipped into his private places and created a secret cache there. He knew that no matter what happened between today and for the rest of his time here on this magical island, he had a true friend. She was strong, beautiful, and totally accepting of him. In one short night, he found someone who laughed with him, played with him, and even brought him out of his shell. Now he had a friend for life.

In the long run, what more did anyone need?

The waterfall, dancing and splashing, bubbling over the dark rocks and frothing in the plunge pool below, laughed and agreed.

END