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Xanu stood there, suddenly forgetting what he was doing. He couldn't believe his eyes. White fur, platinum blonde hair, soft hips... and those blue eyes, staring back at him from one of the most beautiful faces he had ever seen. His mind was jumbled for a few moments as he came to terms with the fact that he was now staring at the girl from his imagination.

A few scattered giggles from various girls in the class brought him back to reality, and he blushed, but didn't look away from the beauty, who, he realized, was blushing herself. Raaj stopped at his side, looking at him curiously. Following his gaze, her jaw dropped slightly, but she recovered quickly enough that no one saw her surprise. Glancing back at her stricken best friend, she gave a tiny huff and brushed past him on her way to her seat, knocking him the rest of the way into the present, just in time for Master Bek to address him.

"Master Xanu," the old schoolteacher began, "if you would please pull your tongue back into your head and take your seat, we would all be grateful."

"I...Err..." Xanu stammered, stumbling toward his seat beside Raaj, successfully tripping over everything within a three-foot radius as he made his way across the classroom. "S-sorry, sir."

More giggles. What a morning. He glanced at Raaj, who refused to look back at him.

Odd.

He would have found himself staring at the white feline again, that is, if she hadn't been sitting in the back row, well behind him. As it was, he could feel a number of eyes on the back of his head, and he wondered if hers were with them. He had successfully made a fool of himself in front of her and the rest of the class, and to make matters worse, Raaj seemed to withdraw into herself, something that was very unlike her.

Throughout the class, he had trouble concentrating on what the teacher said. He kept going over the unusual events of the last 18 hours in his mind. Sex with Raaj wasn't at all unusual. What was, however, was the way she showed up on his doorstep so early in the morning. Not to mention the new girl. Who the hell was she and why had she been watching him the night before?

The hours dragged by, and Xanu finally turned his attention to what Master Bek was saying. He liked the old schoolteacher and sword master. Odd, that a wandering sword master would settle in this lonely river town and decide to take over the school. Not much was known about the man except that he was the one who fought off the first raid, killing the pirate leader and driving the rest from the town. He had rallied the sailors and set up a resistance that swept from the docks and into town, pushing the river pirates away from their ships and into the forest between the roots of the mountain and the lonely village. There, they slaughtered the raiders to the man. Some said that Ghilan Bek moved like the wind, his sword flashing and cutting through groups of pirates without ever touching them, wielding the very wind as a weapon. Of course, the sailors loved to tell stories so, chances are, the details of the battle had been woven into fantasy. Still, there was no doubt that old Master Bek was worthy of his title. Though no one spoke it, everyone knew that he was their sole protector, their lone guardian.

Deep in his heart, Xanu longed for that kind of power, though what he would use it for was beyond him. He would often sit in class and remember the door of his old house being cut from its frame and the image of the warrior standing in the doorway, seeming to radiate an aura of power. At the time, the house had been on fire, and Xanu could smell the smoke, but when Bek took him and rushed from the house, Xanu, looking back through tear-streaked eyes, couldn't see any sign of a fire. It was almost as if the swordsman had blown the blaze out like one would blow a candle out. The children had been held at the orphanage while the town was being cleared of the dead and the fires were put out. However, more questions arose when he returned to his family's home two weeks later. Fire damage was obvious on the outside of the house, the walls blackened in sections. The house should have been consumed with him and his mother's dead body in it, but something had put out the fires, and it wasn't water. There was water damage on all of the other houses that had been saved from the inferno. It was a mystery that would puzzle him to the day he died, because the old wolf displayed no wish to discuss the events of the day of the raid, and Xanu never spoke of the matter to anyone.

Xanu listened as the old wolf read from the text they were studying. The teacher was an enigma, and one that Xanu greatly admired. After the raid, Bek had taken the boy under his wing, of sorts, always keeping an eye on him and giving advice, whether it would be taken or not. The old wolf became something of an uncle to Xanu, a mentor. It was Bek that had assisted in helping Xanu move out of his family home and into the forest, helping him carry his belongings and loading them into the old wagon the sword master owned.

The class ended and Xanu snapped out of his reverie. The last few hours of the morning had somehow flown by. Gathering his books, he turned to leave.

"Just a moment, Xanu, if you would," Master Bek called him over, "Listen, I know what you and Miss Noran like to do in your spare time, and I cannot say that I approve," He paused for a moment, letting the knowledge that the feline couldn't hide much from the sword master sink in before continuing, "but if you do insist on doing... the horizontal tango... on a school morning, at least try and be on time to class."

A snort sounded from over Xanu's shoulder, and he felt Raaj slip her arm around his shoulders and lean against him. "It isn't always horizontal, you know, Master," she teased, a sly grin on her face.

The old schoolmaster ground his teeth together, closing his eyes. Xanu could see the muscles of the wolf's temples bulging. One of these days, Raaj would push the swordsman too far.

"That, Miss Noran," he began, choosing his words carefully, "was information I did not need to know, as I am very sure you are aware."

She flashed a smile. "If you want, I could give you a personal demonstration," her voice purred deeply, a sound that always drove a shiver down Xanu's spine.

"That will be quite enough from you, Miss Noran," the instructor barked, "kindly wait outside for Xanu. He and I have some things to discuss."

She huffed loudly and stalked from the room, her hips swaying. Before she closed the door, however, she turned, giving Xanu her cutest smile and winking at him. He shivered.

Bek sighed. "I really don't know what you see in her, boy."

Xanu shrugged. "She's my best friend. We grew up together, as you know." He chuckled. "To be honest, I don't know how I would have pulled through the years following... that time... without her. Anyway, sir, what was it you wanted to speak with me about?"

"Ah, yes," Bek began, "there have been reports of a large bear wandering through the woods recently. I was worried you might encounter it, so I've decided to give you some training in the use of a number of weapons, if you would be willing."

Xanu started, wondering if he heard the old Master correctly. "Y-you want to train me? Of course I would love to do it-" he began ecstatically, but was cut off by Master Bek before he could continue.

"Of course, you are aware that your studies come first," Bek stated seriously, "if your grades slip, I will, you understand, be the first to know, and I will terminate your training sessions. And that means you can't go and do like you did today. You have to pay attention. No more daydreaming."

Xanu nodded and sighed. "Yes, sir."

"Good, now let's not let it happen again," the old wolf chuckled, "you can go now. And keep an eye on that hellion of yours for me. She's got a knack for trouble, you know."

Xanu laughed, agreeing. He turned to leave, but stopped just short of the door. "Um, Master, can I ask you something?"

Bek looked up from his paperwork, gazing at Xanu over the rim of his reading glasses. "Of course, boy, you know that."

"Well," Xanu stammered, "you know that new girl that was in class today, the white feline? What's her name?"

Bek blinked once, then smiled. "Ah, so that's what was behind your little display this morning. It isn't like you to become flustered by a girl, Xanu."

Xanu shifted his feet, reaching up and scratching at the back of his neck. "Err, yeah..."

Chuckling, Master Bek shook his head. "Her name is Kynra Ohei. She just moved here during the summer with her father, Traven."

Xanu's eyes widened. "Really? I worked for him a little bit during the summer. He never mentioned a daughter, and she doesn't look anything like him."

"How do I put this..." the wolf sighed, "Traven is a wealthy man... I mean no offense to you, but, somehow, I doubt he would speak of his beautiful daughter to a part-time deckhand that lives by himself in the woods."

The words stung, but Xanu shrugged it off. Bek was a very blunt man, speaking his mind often, and, most of the time, without regard to the feelings of the person he was speaking to. Xanu was different, though. He knew the old wolf tried his best to use what little tact he had when speaking to the boy.

"I see," he said.

Bek shifted uncomfortably. "Will that be all, Xanu?"

Xanu nodded. "Yes sir," he replied before turning and walking out the door, leaving the old master to his work.

He walked from the building and smiled at Raaj. She returned the smile, taking a step toward him. A few of the students were lingering around the building, and as Xanu stepped into the early afternoon sun, the glow of white fur attracted his attention. Raaj suddenly forgotten, he turned and stared at Kynra, feeling his heart skip a beat when his eyes locked with her piercing blue gaze. She had been watching him as he had walked out of the school building. She was standing near a small group of girls, and appeared to have been talking with them, but they now took no notice of her as her gaze lingered on him and he returned the stare, momentarily frozen in place.

"Be careful, she'll make you go blind with all that white fur." Raajna's purring voice caused him to jump, his tail fluffing. He looked at her indignantly and she rolled her eyes. "Oh good, you haven't been blinded by her beauty yet, but I swear, boy, if you stare at her much longer, I think she'll steal your soul."

Xanu glanced back toward Kynra and noticed she was no longer watching him. He chuckled. "Duly noted, though I was under the impression you already had," he grinned at her, slipping an arm around her waist and pulling her against himself, "Your nickname around the docks hasn't been lost on me. You should have told me you're a succubus, though I wasn't aware you were untouchable..."

"Ugh," Raaj rolled her eyes again, pushing him away playfully, "the Untouchable Succubus, huh? Is that what those fuckers are calling me now?"

They laughed together. Xanu knew that Raaj loved to hang around the docks in her free time. She always said that the gentle lapping of the water against the pillars was comforting and watching the sunset over the water brought her a deep peace that she didn't fully understand.

Their laughter slowly died down and Raaj took his arm, leaning against him and laying her head on his shoulder. "Well, slugger," she began, another of her famous, or, rather, infamous twinkles in her eye, "We have an entire afternoon to kill. What do you say we play like we used to in the woods?"

Xanu's thoughts traced back to his conversation with Master Bek and the bear that was seemingly loose in the woods. "Urm..." he bit his lip, nostalgia pulling at him, "that may not be a good idea. Bek was telling me some loggers nearby spotted bear sign in the woods. Do you want to catch lunch at the Silver Flask instead?"

Raaj looked at him, worried. "Bear sign? How far away? Do you think you might be in danger?"

"Nah, no way," Xanu chuckled nervously, not wanting to make the cabbit nervous, "but Bek didn't tell me how far away it was. He offered to train me in the use of weapons, though, so maybe someday soon I will get to save the damsel in distress like I used to in our games."

Raaj burst into a giggling fit. "I thought I was the one that always had to save you, remember, fair maiden?"

Xanu blushed and waved it away. "Times have changed, and I will now be the one to wear the shining armor and rescue the maiden!" He turned suddenly and stared at her, taking her hand and kissing it. "And she is, indeed, fair."

Raaj's eyes widened for a moment, a light blush darkening her cheeks. Then the moment passed. She stuck her tongue out at him and stalked off, making Xanu run to catch up. "And what if this maiden doesn't want to be saved by you?"

Xanu caught her and laughed. "What was that blush just now, Raaj? Embarrassed?" His words earned him a punch in the shoulder.

"After lunch," Raaj growled playfully at him, "I'm going to teach you not to play with a girl's heart, Sir Knight."

Laughing, the two turned and began to walk to the edge of town, toward the inn that sat just off of the docks on the main road that lead through the small village. Xanu took one last look toward Kynra and was surprised to see she had vanished and was nowhere to be seen. He was glancing around trying to locate her when he felt Raajna take his arm again.

Raaj had noticed him looking around for the girl, but knew she had already left after seeing the two so close. Good riddance, the cabbit thought as she snuggled in close to her childhood friend, laying her head on his strong shoulder. She allowed herself a small smile as Xanu's scent washed over her, and found herself thinking back to their romp earlier that morning and looking forward to later in the afternoon. Because of the bear, her initial plans of running through the woods for old times' sake had been shot down, so the next greatest thing she could think of at this point was a quiet afternoon in bed with her best friend.

They walked to the nearby tavern wordlessly, each lost in their own thoughts. Xanu about Kynra, the bear, and his upcoming lessons with Master Bek, and Raaj about Xanu, their time together as children, and the afternoon she was planning. It had been a long time since they had played in the woods like when they were children. They used to run through the trees, leaping into the branches and jumping from branch to branch like squirrels, chasing one another. Both of them were extremely agile, and had been since a young age. It was no wonder why Xanu chose the old cabin to live in after the death of his parents. They practically grew up in the woods. Truthfully, Raaj was ecstatic when she found out Xanu was moving into their old fort. At the time, she thought it would mean that they could play all the time, but she soon found that Xanu had changed. He wasn't as hyperactive anymore, and didn't care so much to leap through the trees like they did when they were younger. Despite this, she was with him as much as possible, always wanting to be near the young feline, no matter how boring he was. It wasn't like she had any friends from the orphanage. They all made fun of her because of her mother.

Raaj was born unwanted, and unloved. She didn't know her father, and the only thing she knew about her mother was that she was a whore with the last name of Noran, who apparently died three years after she was born and left crying on the doorstep of the Girls' Home. She had vowed as a young cub that she hated all men and wouldn't ever look at one with attraction. She held true to that... until she met Xanu. He was a kitten at the age of four when they met. At that time, she was a little hellion and got herself into a lot of trouble. One rainy day, she was having difficulties with one of the other girls her age that went to school with her. The slightly older, and bigger, girl pushed Raaj, sending her reeling backward. Raaj tripped over a rock and fell on her butt into a large mud puddle. The laughter from the other kids was raucous and mean, and she began to cry, not bothering to get up. Suddenly, she felt a gentle touch on her shoulder and she looked up. There was Xanu's concerned face staring down at her with an outstretched hand. She looked down and noticed he had walked out into the deep puddle, getting water and mud into his fur just to help her up. They had been inseparable ever since.

Before either of them knew it, they were at the doors of the Silver Flask. Xanu opened the door for Raaj and she shot him a dazzling smile. He always had been quite the gentleman, and she loved him for it. Taking a seat at one of the many tables situated around the bar, Xanu returned her smile, causing her heart to flutter suddenly.

"I'll order for us," he told her, and walked to the bar. Bringing back two tankards of amber liquid that could only be ale; he set them on the table, one in front of her and one before himself. He sat and watched her reach for the drink. "Hey, now," he began, "Don't drink it all in one go and don't play coy. I know how you are and I'm not ordering you another one. You don't need to be getting as drunk as a sailor this early in the day."

She took a sip of the ale and stuck her tongue out at him. He knew her too well. You put a bit of spirits before her, even a drink as weak as ale, and she would soon be swimming in it. At least he was watching out for her. Besides, she knew he was right. She had too much planned for them to do once they got back to his cabin.

The food came and they ate in relative silence. The food was as good as always, of course. The owner of the Silver Flask was a culinary genius, and brewed some of the best spirits in the free region. He made quite a bit of money selling it to the sailors and trading over the river.

Raaj chewed thoughtfully, savoring the taste of the Jyunta fish, a fish that could only be found in the river, Dranao. It was world famous for its savory meat, and could fetch quite a fortune on the market. It was the fish that most of the riverboat captains would go out after. The Dranao was the largest known river in the world, spanning some twenty miles across in most places, the widest point being a full 38 miles from shore to shore. It was a flowing sea that cut through the flatlands like a great snake, eternally seeking the ocean, and the small town they lived in had long ago sprung up on its shores and flourished.

Something was bothering Raaj, but she hadn't been able to place it until now. It was that strange feline that was in class with them today. Raaj couldn't deny that the girl had been stunningly beautiful, but she also knew that she, herself, was also strikingly attractive. She could hardly be considered vain. It was a known fact that if it wasn't for her untamable spirit, nearly all of the guys in town would be vying for her hand in marriage. She wasn't sure why, but she found herself feeling an emotion that she had never before felt toward another female.

Jealousy.

The realization struck her like a stone. Why would she be jealous of some blonde tramp like that? The images of Xanu's reaction to the girl upon entering the classroom that morning filled her mind and made her heart sink. He had been awestruck by the white-furred female, so much so, that he had put on a display of clumsiness that she hadn't thought possible from him. Raaj found herself wondering if she ever had that effect on him. Sure, she knew how to push his buttons, but as far as she knew, she hadn't ever caused him to stumble around and babble dumbly. She frowned.

"Are you okay, Raaj?" Xanu's voice caused her to jump, and she realized she had been staring off into space with her fork hanging out of her mouth. She blushed and nodded quickly, but wordlessly.

Why the hell should she care about what was going on with that little bitch and Xanu? After all, Raaj didn't have any particular love for the male herself, she just cared deeply for him and wanted to be by his side as his best friend. That was it, right? She hoped so. Raaj couldn't imagine herself loving anyone, much less the boy she had grown up with. They had fucked, sure, but what's a little fuck here and there, right? Especially when you feel the need. Casual sex, nothing more, she told herself. Still, though... the way that girl's blue eyes bore into his... Raaj closed her eyes, trying to calm herself before Xanu had the chance to notice how angry she had suddenly gotten. She was all-too aware of his gaze on her, watching her with concern. She stared back into his green eyes.

That was it. She would make him forget about that little white tramp that afternoon by fucking him so hard he would suffer from short-term memory loss. She smiled at her own mental joke.

It wasn't like Raaj to be so quiet, and it worried Xanu. He saw her smile and returned it, but realized that even as she stared at him, she wasn't really looking at him. There was definitely something odd about the way she had been acting all day. He idly wondered if she was in heat and grinned inwardly, knowing how freaky she got in bed during those times. He tossed the idea around in his head for a few moments, then discarded it. He hadn't detected anything unusual in her scent earlier that morning. It had to be something else, but what?

He watched her. She was, indeed, beautiful. He would be the first to admit that. Only two things prevented her from being swamped with males: her fierce loyalty to himself, and her demeanor, which wasn't, by any means, feminine. Even so, he considered himself lucky to be so close to her. She was a wonderful friend, and had always been there when he had needed her most.

His plate was empty and she was only picking at her own half-empty plate, so he decided to break her out of her little daydream. He stood and walked over to her. She snapped out of her own thoughts immediately when he pressed his cold nose to the rim of her ear, placing a kiss on her neck. She let out a satisfying squeak and nearly fell out of her seat. Whether she was startled by his forwardness, or not, he didn't know. He only knew that he wouldn't do it again, because it earned him a hard punch in the shoulder. Laughing, he paid the waiter and they walked out into the afternoon sunlight together.

"So," Raaj began, turning to Xanu, "Shall we head toward HQ?"

Xanu's breath caught in his throat when he looked at her to reply. The sunlight danced through her auburn hair, causing it to shine a brilliant red. She gazed at him, puzzled, and he choked out an apology. "Uhh... S-sorry. Swallowed a bug," he stammered, faking a gag before continuing, "There are some things I need to pick up at old Denerin's, that is, if you want to eat dinner with me."

Raaj glanced behind her to see if he had caught sight of the girl in white again before replying. She wasn't fooled by his act. However, she was surprised to see that the Ohei girl was nowhere in sight. "Um, sure," she replied, turning back to him, "I was thinking about staying with you tonight anyway. I can't let my damsel be threatened by a beast from the woods, you know." She was speaking of the bear, which Xanu had forgotten about.

He cursed inwardly and glanced at the sun. It was still high in the sky, one-thirty in the afternoon, by the looks of it. He decided to hurry in Denerin's. He didn't want to spend any more time in town than he had to.

Xanu pushed open the door of the town trade goods store and the two friends stepped over the threshold, blinking as they tried to get used to the dim light. The old badger that owned the store couldn't see well anymore, but he refused to admit it, compensating by underestimating how much light was normal for a shop like his own. A small bell rang as Xanu and Raaj entered, causing Denerin to look up from behind the counter, where he had been counting the morning income. He squinted to see who it was entering.

"Well!" He cried, "if it aint Master Xanu and Miss Noran! Come in, come in!" The old badger smiled broadly, showing them his yellowed fangs as he waved them away from the door. "Well, young'un," he began, addressing Xanu, "what can I get for you t'day, I wonder. Some jyunta, perhaps? Or maybe a couple slabs o' the pork steaks I bought from old Gratik this mornin'?"

Xanu returned the old man's smile and waved his hand. "No thanks, gramps. I'll just take the usual."

Denerin sighed and chuckled, shaking his head. "Always the min'malist, aint ya, Xanu? Okay, okay. I'll be right back with it." The badger disappeared into the back for a few moments and Xanu shot a grin at Raaj, who returned it. She rather liked the old codger, and would often listen to his stories as a kid when she was with Xanu's family in the store. Denerin could drone on for hours and the kids would hang on his every word, Xanu's parents milling about the store, pretending to shop as they let the badger weave tales of fantasy, making the children squeal with laughter.

Denerin returned, carrying a satchel of food. "Let's see... One loaf o' bread, three pounds o' beef, rice, an' assorted vegetables an' spices." He looked over the list, clicking his tongue. "Aint no wonder you're so thin, boy. Your poor mother's heart would break if she saw the way ya live nowadays," Denerin's words carried a gentle sadness, "Ya need ta come back an' live in town 'mong your friends."

Xanu sighed, taking the canvas satchel. "You know I won't do that, old man."

"I know," the badger nodded solemnly. Turning to Raaj, he offered her a smile. "Ya better take care of that boy, 'cause he don't know nothing about taking care of himself."

Raaj giggled and kissed Denerin on the cheek. "I will, gramps, don't worry."

The two turned and walked from the store after paying the old badger and bidding him a good day. Xanu slung the pack over his shoulder and grinned at Raaj, who smiled back. Somehow, the old man always found a way to raise both of their spirits. Xanu chuckled and nudged Raaj.

"Race you!"

Before waiting for a reply, he took off at a run, kicking up dust behind him as he blurred toward the trees. Raaj stood, stunned, for a few moments before racing after him, shouting obscenities.

"Hey!! No fair, you fucking cheated," she laughed, struggling to catch up. He was a fast runner, but she caught him shortly after entering the woods, passing him on the first bend of the trail leading to his cabin. She stuck her tongue out at him and sprinted ahead, her powerful legs flexing, launching her into long, fast strides.

For the full mile and a half, the two ran almost neck and neck. Xanu held the pack tightly over his shoulder, but found it was hampering his movements as he watched Raaj pull slowly further into the lead. Suddenly, they broke into the clearing and Raaj gave a triumphant cry as she slapped the large oak tree that lie between them and the cabin, claiming victory. Xanu slowed to a stumbling walk and collapsed beside the tree, panting, laying the satchel beside him against the oak's trunk. Raaj joined him, breathing hard herself, her nose sparkling with sweat.

"Ha! I beat you," she panted.

Xanu stuck his tongue out at her as he tried to catch his own breath. "You... wouldn't have if I hadn't been... carrying this damn food."

They sat there for a few minutes as they caught their breath and cooled off after the long run. Finally, Xanu rose, taking the canvas bag and walking into the cabin, tossing the food onto the dining table. He began unbuttoning his shirt, which had become quite warm during their run. He preferred being bare-chested anyway.

"Hey," Xanu turned to her, "I'm going to jump in the shower again. Didn't really get to take a full one this morning."

Immediately, Raaj began removing her own clothing, pulling her t-shirt off and tossing it against the nearest wall. "Sounds good. I think I'll join you because you didn't give me time to take one at all and I've got your cum caking the fur between my legs." She giggled when she realized he had frozen at the sight of her bare breasts and she brushed past him, entering the bathroom. He followed, unbuttoning his jeans and, with some effort, kicking them off.

Xanu watched her as she slipped her jean shorts down over her wide hips, letting his eyes linger on the sweet curves of her tummy and pubic region. Most of the fur of her body was mocha brown, but the fur of her chest, stomach, and pubic mound was a creamy tan color which stretched between her legs all the way to the tip of the underside of her fluffy tail, which stood erect most of the time, twitching when the cabbit would get excited.

She stepped up to the stall, bending over and turning on the faucet, holding her hand under the flow of water as she tested the temperature. Xanu swallowed hard, trying to swallow his own arousal with the saliva as his gaze swept over her rump, which she had so blatantly displayed to him by bending over, legs spread slightly. Whether it was on purpose or not, he didn't know, but his mouth watered as he stared. Eyeing the near perfect roundness of her plush bottom, he let his eyes slip between her legs, where he could only just see her pink netherlips nestled within a slight camel toe.

He tore his gaze away from her when he felt his arousal increase sharply, remembering with clarity what it felt like to sink into Raaj's heated sex. He stared at the floor, taking a few calming breaths and willing his member, which had begun to strain the confines of his sheath and slip out from within, to relax and soften. He failed miserably.

Xanu heard the faucet switch off abruptly, the water beginning to rush from the shower head. He looked up from the floor, and locked his gaze with Raaj's hazel eyes. She was smiling and her eyes trailed down to his member, which was slowly swelling and slipping out of his lightly furred sheath. She giggled and stepped under the water, closing her eyes as it soaked through her fur, matting it to her body. All Xanu could do was watch, knowing now that she was playing with him, pushing his buttons. Not like he could do anything about it, especially when she knew exactly which buttons to push.

He watched as the water flowed over her gorgeous body, soaking the cream-colored fur of her breasts and tummy, her hard nipples pushing through the fur of her breasts and standing erect. As he watched, she brushed her hands over them, letting out a small, teasing moan. Xanu couldn't take it anymore. By now, his shaft was standing tall and proud against the cool air of the cabin. Showering had been his idea, and his best friend had turned the tables on him by freezing him in place using the allure of her own body, and now she was taking all of the hot water!

Xanu, growling in both lust and playfulness, stepped into the stall with her. It was a large enough shower stall that they could both stand comfortably in it and she stepped aside, allowing him to stand under the stream of steaming water. He grabbed the bar of soap that sat on a small shelf under the shower head and began to scrub the fur of his chest, closing his eyes and purring. The main thing he hated about bars of soap was that they became slick when wet, and he wasn't ten seconds into washing his body when he dropped it. He grunted in frustration as it went sliding across the bathroom floor. He heard Raaj giggle and looked up to see her pouring a pink liquid into her palm from a small glass bottle. The smell of roses filled the shower stall and she stared at him as she began to rub the sweet-smelling soap oil into the fur of her breasts, the budding orbs showing their softness as her fingertips kneaded into the warm flesh. Xanu stared at her, his lips parting in lust for a moment before he came to himself. He stuck his tongue out at her and turned to retrieve his soap, but she stopped him, taking his arm.

"That thing is too much work," she purred, "let me take care of it."

Xanu gulped. It didn't matter how many times he had mated with her, she still found ways of causing his heart to pound and his mind to go numb. She took his silence as an okay to proceed and she poured another drop of the pink oil into her hand and began lathering the fur of his chest with it. Her soft hands felt heavenly to Xanu as she moved from his chest to his shoulders, spreading the sweet-smelling oil down his arms to his hands, linking fingers with him momentarily, both her hands in his, before moving back to his torso. She took a moment to replenish the soap in her hands before she began working her fingers around the strong contours of his hard abs, her hands slowly working their way downward until they reached his hips.

Once there, her hands became less massaging and more teasing, her fingertips trailing from his hips to his thighs and back up. She dropped to a knee and slipped in close, her teasing becoming more centralized around his throbbing manhood as one soft, soap-covered hand cupped his balls, giving them a soft massage as Raaj's free hand slid slowly from the base of his length to the tip, fingers closing around it as her hand descended the length again, stroking his heated flesh.

Xanu knew what was coming, but found himself powerless to stop it. Not like he wanted to anyway. She knew his most sensitive spots, and when she began trailing her fingers over his hips, his rod had jumped, darkening slightly as more blood surged into it, causing it to throb steadily with his pounding heart. When she had taken his ball sack into her paw, he felt himself push his pelvis forward, encouraging her touch, and groaning aloud when she began to stroke him, the slick oil sliding between his hot flesh and her soft palm pads, lubricating and, to his surprise, causing a slight tingling sensation that spread through his groin, making his legs weak as pre began to spill from the tip, mixing with water and soap. He began to buck his hips slightly to her stroking, his eyes closed as he gripped at the sides of the shower stall, hanging onto the handholds that served as slip guards, for dear life. Her stroking increased and she began twisting her palm around his hot rod, picking up the precum than was now freely running down its length and using it as added lubrication.

Raaj's giggle came to Xanu as if from a great distance, barely penetrating the cloud of nirvana he was tumbling through. He opened his eyes to see her looking up at him, her sparkling hazel eyes staring past his throbbing pink manhood.

"Nnh..." she moaned, teasing him, and he noticed that she had released his balls and now had her hand buried between her legs, slowly rubbing at her soft folds even as her other hand twisted and slid up and down his most sensitive organ. "Do you like it?" She panted softly. "It's soap oil laced with an aphrodisiac..." she bit her lip, releasing another soft moan as her eyes closed for a moment, "I stole it from the brothel by the docks..."

She was evil. Pure evil. He gazed at her, his hips bucking against her stroking. He knew, even as his orgasm built, that she had applied some of the oil to her own sex and was now rubbing her clit with it. He could tell by her body language, the way she gripped him and the way her hips bucked against her own hand, that she was standing on the precipice of orgasm... and losing her balance.

Sure enough, not two seconds later, her grip around his member tightened suddenly, her fingers spasming as she fell into a hard orgasm. She threw her head back and cried out, her back arching, pressing her breasts against his shaft. It was too much. Her cries... her body writhing in pleasure... her tight grip on the head of his cock...

He came with her, his knees almost buckling as he grunted loudly, rhythmically, almost keeningly. The flood of orgasm showed itself in the form of hot, thick ropes of seed shooting from the tip of his member, splashing over Raaj's face and neck and into her mouth as it hung open in ecstasy. She seemed to realize what was happening and pushed her mouth to him, tongue flashing out against his flared, super-sensitive head, desperate to catch more of his hot essence, to taste him, to claim every drop of his seed, to not waste a single drop. She pushed her muzzle onto his thickness, swallowing his shaft as he emptied himself down her throat. Raaj swallowed every shot of her best friend's thick, white fire, even as she hungrily sucked more from his balls until, finally, he was shooting blanks, bucking his hips against her face. She pulled off of him and kissed his shaft tenderly, licking a bead of his seed from the tip.

Xanu stared down at her as he struggled to not collapse to the floor of the stall. His head swam and he became dizzy in the steam-filled space. He stared at the streaks and droplets of white that dotted her face and neck, gluing strands of her fur together. Realizing that it was his seed that was all over her, he groaned, his softening shaft giving a twitch before growing hard again. He stared at it, astonished, before remembering that she had coated his body in an aphrodisiac. Pure evil.

She saw him staring at himself and giggled. "Still hard, big boy?" She teased him, pushing her breasts against his crotch again and rubbing herself against him. "I can't believe that wasn't enough for you!"

Xanu growled, his best friend torturing him as she rubbed her soap-slickened chest against his flesh, still sensitive from orgasm. He reached down, grabbing her and pulling her to her feet. She started to protest, but he spun her around, forcing her to turn her back to him. He would get his revenge. He knew that she had come as well, and if he was going to be tortured, he wouldn't suffer it alone. He pressed her against the wall of the shower stall, the water splashing over their bodies as he pushed his manhood between her legs from behind. Arousal coursed through his veins when she squeaked, feeling his throbbing rod press against her hot folds, brushing her clit before pulling back and thrusting forward, penetrating her tight warmth in one quick thrust. She squealed, crying out her shock and pleasure as she felt his rock hard organ spread her open, pulsing against her walls even as they convulsed and gripped at it.

Xanu felt her sweet depths gripping at him and grabbed her hips, pushing against her strongly and forcing her hard against the shower wall as he drove himself as deep as possible. Her sex felt amazing. It was as if every nerve in his shaft was firing all at once. He felt every twitch, every spasm of her muscles, could feel every ripple and fold of her hot inner walls.

Instincts taking over, he pulled back, dragging his flared head through her, feeling her grip at him as if not wanting him to pull out. She moaned sweetly and he growled in reply before forcing himself into her again. This was his game now, and he would fuck his childhood friend numb before he allowed himself to finish inside her. Holding true to this, he pulled back out and suddenly began to pound her hard, fast, driving deep into her mercilessly. She squealed and moaned, her keening cries echoing around the cabin, reverberating through the walls. She reached up, gripping the neck of the shower head and pressed her rump back against her best friend as he fucked her as hard and fast as he could. The flesh of her bottom jiggled in waves, rippling from each slapping impact Xanu's body made against her, stopping at his hands, which tightly gripped her waist just above her wide hips, using their perch to pull her back against him even as he thrust forward to pound his body against her again and again.

His stamina was amazing. She hadn't yet known him to go this long, and it drove her crazy as she realized he had turned the tables on her. After only a couple of minutes, her mind swam in an endless sea of pure sexual bliss, orgasm melting into orgasm, her juices spilling down her legs and mixing with the water, which had begun to cool as it splashed over their bodies.

Finally, he pulled out. She thought he had finished, that is, until he turned her to face him and kissed her, gripping her plush bottom and lifting her from her feet. Out of instinct, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his strong form, her arms finding his neck and holding him tightly in the kiss. She felt his hot shaft press against the tortured lips of her sex and she moaned, her inner walls spasming as they threatened to fly into another orgasm from a simple touch.

Then he drove into her again. She broke the kiss and screamed her ecstasy and frustration at him, her breasts bouncing with his thrusts. She felt his lips against one of her nipples and squealed as he began swirling his rough tongue around it.

Raaj was now his little toy, and Xanu knew she knew it. His game was won, but he wasn't finished with her yet. Xanu suckled on her nipple as he pounded her against the cold glass of the shower stall. The water was now running cold, but neither of them noticed it. It only served to keep their heated bodies cool as they mated. Xanu began to grunt and pant, the effort draining him slowly. He knew that Raaj was verging on losing her mind from the pleasure, because she had never screamed out his name like she was doing now.

He pulled out of her and stepped away. Just as she began to collapse, he caught her and opened the door to the shower stall. He carried her panting form to his bed and tossed her onto it. Her wet fur soaked the sheets under her and he crawled over her limp form, her eyes watching him from half-closed lids, lingering on his still-throbbing shaft. He hadn't finished yet, and he now intended to do so, she realized. He slipped between her legs, lifting them over his hips as he drove into her again, causing her to cry out in perpetual orgasm, warm juices flooding over his shaft and soaking into the soft cloth under them.

Xanu mated her on the bed, driving himself deep as she called his name to the heavens, her body bouncing in rhythm to his rough movements. Finally, Xanu grunted and kissed his best friend, heat spreading from his shaft through her as he came for the last time that afternoon, giving her the gift that she had begun to beg for in the last minutes of their hard, instinct-driven sex.

Xanu awoke to darkness. For a moment, he wondered where the fire had gone and why the smell of smoke and the screams had vanished. He tried to sit up, but felt something holding him down. Something soft and warm that smelled of roses.

Raaj moaned in her sleep, stirring slightly, and he realized that she was lying snuggled up beside him with her head on his chest. He smiled, remembering the events of that day. A hissing sound reached his ears and he suddenly remembered that he had left the shower on. Easing gently away from his friend, he realized that the bed was soaked and his fur was still slightly damp and matted from their shower. He quietly padded his way through the darkness into the bathroom. The floor was soaked and he accidentally kicked the bar of soap against the wall as he fumbled through the darkness toward the shower stall. He cursed under his breath and found the water valve. He turned it off, the hissing stopping immediately, replaced by a slow dripping of water from the shower head. He shivered in the darkness. The autumn night had grown considerably cooler, and he didn't have a heater installed in the old cabin.

Xanu made his way to the kitchen and found a box of matches. He then made his way along the wall in the darkness, not wanting to turn on a light for fear of waking the sleeping angel in his bed. The feline reached the fireplace and struck a match, using the light of it to memorize the placement of everything he needed. Striking another match, he placed it carefully under the wood that he had put into the fireplace the night before.

The flames caught and soon flickered over the dry wood, causing a gentle crackling sound to fill the cabin. The fire cast flickering shadows on the old walls, banishing the darkness and filling the three-room building with a warmth that didn't effect the temperature of the air. Xanu stared at Raaj's nude, sleeping form for a few moments, a small grin playing across his lips as her mocha fur glowed in the flickering light. She was beautiful, and he couldn't help but think to himself for the third time that day how lucky he was to have her.

Sighing, he rose and moved to the window. Gazing through the dirty, time-worn glass into the moonlit clearing, he found himself wondering how many hours had passed. From the look if it, it was now approximately ten o'clock at night. He furrowed his brow, puzzled. It couldn't have been past three o'clock when they had collapsed on his bed, dripping from their collective fluids and the water from the shower. That would mean they had been asleep for well over six hours, perhaps seven.

Xanu's stomach growled and he looked at the canvas sack of food that had remained on the kitchen table, untouched, since that afternoon. Taking one last look outside, he went to work, taking out the vegetables and the salted beef, taking inventory of his supplies. He walked to the kitchen sink and filled a pot with water. Placing it on the old stove, he lit the burner and began preparing a late-night dinner.

Raaj stirred, opening her eyes. A delicious smell filled her senses and she sat up, holding the blankets to her chest. She stopped suddenly. Blankets? If her memory served her correctly, the two friends had collapsed on top of the old quilt, soaking it though. She gazed at it, and sure enough, there was the wet spot where they had lain. A soft light flickered against her naked body as she pulled the blankets off of herself, and she looked up, gazing into the orange light of the fireplace. No other light was on in the cabin, that she could tell. She heard a hissing sound coming from the direction of the bathroom and she rose from the bed, remembering the shower being left on. She stepped over the threshold of the bathroom and realized that Xanu was taking another shower, his third that day.

And she realized why. Her own fur was matted from being damp for so long, and she felt the need to rinse off, knowing that remnants of their sexual fluids still caked her fur. She could feel his dried semen in the short fur of her neck and she made a face. She opened the shower stall door and stepped under the water with her best friend.

Xanu started when he felt her body brush against his. "Raaj! I thought I told you not to sneak up on me."

Raaj gave him a small smile and kissed him softly. "Still refusing to tell me good morning, huh?" She loved to tease him, but something about him caused her to not wish to push him too hard. She wondered what it could be as she turned her back, taking the bar of soap and lathering her fur. She cursed as it slipped from her fingers and thumped to the floor of the stall.

She heard Xanu chuckle behind her and rolled her eyes when he used the same line on her that she used on him that afternoon.

"That thing is too much work," he purred in her ear, causing her heart to flutter lightly, "let me take care of it."

"W-whatever," Raaj whispered, panting slightly. Damn. What the hell was going on and how had he turned the tables on her so fast? She wasn't even trying to tease him!

She closed her eyes as he began washing her back. It didn't take long to run his hands over her body, not making any sexual move, which she thanked him silently for. She was still a little tired from their earlier romp. They rinsed off together and he turned off the water as it was growing cool. He stepped out of the shower and tossed her a towel, taking one for himself off of the nearby shelf.

She went to put on her clothes, but realized that both her shirt and pants were soaked, having been on the bathroom floor. She cursed and heard Xanu laugh.

"I'll hang them up to dry in front of the fireplace before we go to bed," he said, turning to her.

She gasped. It had been a long time since she had seen her best friend in this level of light, and she realized that he had gotten older and grown a good deal more manly since the beginning of summer when they had camped out in the woods near the lake that rested at the base of the mountain. That was the last time she had seen him naked with firelight dancing across his body and, back then, he wasn't nearly as muscled as he was now. She found herself staring at the contours of his chest and abs as he moved, the muscles flexing under his gray fur. Her heart fluttered wildly and she forced herself to stare into the fire before he noticed her eyes lingering on his body.

Raaj felt her best friend settle down beside her and they sat in front of the fire for a few minutes before he got up again. She didn't look at him, but heard him clattering around the dark kitchen. A few minutes later, he returned carrying a bowl of stew that he offered her.

"I know it isn't much," he began, apologetically, "but it's the best I can do."

She turned toward him, gazing into his gentle green eyes. "It's fine..." She blushed and hoped he couldn't see it in the dim light of the fireplace. In truth, she had been quite hungry, and the stew was delicious. She ate in silence. He got up to get his own and returned a few minutes later. They both sat there, enjoying each other's company as they each stared into the fire. It was romantic, she finally admitted to herself. Maybe it was just her, but there was something about him there in front of the fire that drew her to him. She wanted to snuggle into his arms and feel him pull her close. Instead, she finished her bowl and took it to the sink.

She almost returned to the fire, but decided against it. She sat, instead, on the soft bed and lay back, watching the firelight dance across the ceiling. A thought came to her, and she decided to voice it.

"Xan..." she began, addressing him like she would when they were young, "what do you feel when you think of me?"

He hesitated before speaking. "Umm..." he thought for a moment, "I was thinking tonight as I watched you sleep how lucky I am to have you as a friend."

Just a friend? She almost spoke that out loud. She wasn't sure what the answer meant to her. Hell, she wasn't even sure why she had asked him the question. It was just casual sex, right? Yeah, she confirmed to herself, yes it was. That was all. The romantic environment was messing with her head.

"What do you feel when you think of me, Raaj?" His voice caused her to jump and she realized that he was sitting on the bed beside her, gazing at her with...what? Longing? No... No way... But what if it was...?

"I-I think the same." What was that again? She couldn't remember what his answer had been. Or the question, for that matter. However, he seemed satisfied and didn't push it. He stared into the fire again and she stared at the back of his head, suddenly wanting to reach out and run her fingers through his jet-black hair. Restraining herself, she thought of another question.

"Umm, Xan...?" She wasn't entirely sure if she wanted to ask it. "W-what do, I mean, how do you feel about that... that girl? Th-the one at school?" She was stammering. She cursed herself for the display of weakness, but he was just so... so... infuriatingly handsome sitting there with firelight dancing through his dark fur.

He didn't reply. He didn't even seem to respond. His eyes bore into hers for what seemed like forever before he made any kind of movement, and even that wasn't a spoken reply. He leaned over her and kissed her softly, tenderly, almost... lovingly.

Raaj melted then, her heart racing in her chest. His lips were so warm... so tender... She felt her own lips part as she kissed him back, her tongue tracing his upper lip lightly. A tiny pause was shown by the male before he parted his own lips, slipping his tongue out to meet hers. He slipped into the bed, kneeling over her as they kissed. She felt a gentle hand run from her hips through the soft, cream-colored fur of her tummy. Her eyes drifted closed as she lost herself in his kiss, in his touch. She moaned softly when she felt as the hand drifted from her tummy to a breast. His touch was so gentle... so soft, it felt as if he were setting a fire in her skin. She burned for him, burned for the sweet touch of his hand.

Raaj brought her own hand up to cup his as he tenderly caressed her soft breast, lightly pinching her erect nipple between his index and middle fingers, bringing a soft moan from the female. Their tongues danced sweetly, passionately, and she felt his body lean over hers as he slipped between her legs. She parted them willingly for him, lifting them and draping them around his waist, her arms lifting and wrapping around his neck to hold him over her. She didn't want the kiss to end, it was too sweet, too... she couldn't describe it, and felt pained when his lips left hers and his warm tongue withdrew.

She bit her lip, eyes opening and staring at him as he knelt over her, staring down at her with a fire in his eyes. They stayed like that for only a few moments, but it felt like hours to the girl, and when he leaned back down, she though the kiss would continue, and let her eyes drift closed, her lips parting slightly to accept his.

Raaj was surprised when the kiss didn't land on her lips, but her neck, one of her most sensitive spots. She gasped and laid her head back, allowing him easier access as he kissed down her neck and over her collarbone. He continued down her body, stopping and giving each breast a gentle caress, swirling his rough tongue around her nipples for a few seconds each, causing her body to writhe slightly in pleasure, her back arching in encouragement.

Encouraged he was, and he continued down her soft body, kissing over her cream-furred tummy, his hands slipping down over her sides, tracing the curve of her hips and slipping over the soft contours of where her thighs meet her body. He placed a kiss on her pubic mound, just above her warm folds, which where already heavy with the scent of the cabbit's arousal. Xanu stopped, staring at his best friend's slit for a moment. She could feel herself blushing and she opened her legs wider, causing her nether lips to pull open and show him her heated opening. He reached up, tracing a finger from her swollen clit to the mouth of her sex, pulling a soft moan of need from the female. Leaning forward, he looked up the length of her body into her eyes, watching the firelight dance across her face.

She could feel his breath... so close... She bit her lip, staring back down at him between her legs. She gave in to her earlier urge and reached down, running her soft fingers through his hair. It was all the encouragement he needed as he leaned it, still watching her, and placed a tiny kiss directly on her clit.

The sudden contact of Xanu's lips on his friend's clit caused her to buck her hips against his muzzle, her body automatically begging for more. He seemed more than happy to oblige as his long feline tongue snaked out and stroked her entire slit from bottom to top. She squeaked and gripped the bed sheets, her hips bucking again, more desperately this time. He looked up at her, his eyebrows raised.

In three and a half years, he had not once done this. She hadn't ever let him, simply because it made her feel too vulnerable. Why she decided to do it now was beyond her. Maybe she trusted him more now than she used to? No, that was impossible. She would trust him with her life. She cried out when she felt him push a finger into her, then two. She pulled her hand out of his hair and lifted her legs, gripping the backs of her knees and holding them as far apart as she could, giving him as much access as possible. His fingers withdrew and she felt something warm and soft, but rough, push into her. She realized it was his tongue and began humping at his face, wanting the warm organ deeper inside her. She felt it sink a little deeper then pull out, scooping her juices into her best friend's mouth. She stared down at him, a deep blush washing over her. He grinned and licked his lips, teasing her.

Biting her lip, she watched as he went back to work, giving soft moans and whimpers as he nipped at her most private region, swirling his tongue inside her and around her clit. Raaj gasped as he did something that threatened to throw her over the edge. He placed his lips over her clit and began to suck. She felt it pull into his muzzle, blood rushing into it, causing it to throb. A deep tingling sensation washed over her folds, her inner muscles aching suddenly. She began to shudder, her body rising on a wave of pleasure as his tongue swirled around her clit inside his mouth, the suction holding it there. Her body writhed and she gripped the sheets as tightly as she could, her back arching as she rose a little more. A shudder lanced through her form and she began to fall, screaming, into orgasm, her inner muscles convulsing strongly, forcing a flood of juices out of her opening and into Xanu's face, soaking him and the sheets under her. She screamed his name, releasing her legs and grabbing a handful of his hair as she humped his muzzle frantically. Raaj's orgasm sent her mind into a blur with her jaw locked into a silent scream before she finally collapsed onto the bed, panting and seeing tiny pinpricks of light dancing across her vision.

What the FUCK was that?! She couldn't speak. She could only lay there and pant as he drew his muzzle away from her crotch and slipped once again between her legs. He leaned down and kissed her deeply. She whimpered, tasting herself in the kiss. Somehow, it only served to make her want him more. She had to have him again that day, right then.

Xanu took his time, though, kissing on her lips and neck, slipping an arm around her and holding her body against himself. Raaj could feel his member resting against her pubic mound, pinned between them, and she groaned, wanting it to sink deep into her soaked folds. Finally, whether he couldn't take his own need anymore, or he was responding to her silent begging, he drew his hips back and slowly, gently pushed into her.

She had expected him to push in with force, to take her like he always did and make her squeal from his hard, rhythmic pounding. She was shocked to feel him moving over her, his shaft gently sinking within her. She moaned softly, feeling him grind his body against her clit softly before he would pull back out. She stared into his eyes, questioning, but he broke her gaze with a kiss, one that was not lacking in the passion of his previous kisses that night, driving her to cling to him as he gently mated her, moaning softly as her sensitive sex was, for once, not tortured into an orgasm, but caressed into it. She felt her body spasm and felt herself being swept away as if by a great river. Raaj clung to her best friend, her casual mate, not wanting to be swept away from him.

"Don't stop kissing me," she silently begged him, speaking the words only in her mind, "don't ever let me go..."

She could feel him slowly increasing in pace and she broke the kiss, but clung all the more tightly to his hot body, arching her back against him, wanting to feel him pressing harder against her. They moved together, both in the bliss of a gentle, passionate mating. They'd had sex many times, but this time it was different, and Raaj found herself wanting him deeply. Wanting him to fill a void that she didn't know she had.

He shuddered over her, groaning his passion into her ear. She felt his hot breath wash over her neck just as his hot seed spread through her inner walls, spilling out around her best friend's shaft. She whimpered, slipping into one final orgasm. She bit into his shoulder as her inner walls milked his member, pulling his seed deep into her body. The cabbit shuddered, her mouth opening in a tiny squeak, her orgasm refusing to release her mind until she was completely drained. Xanu kept moving against her, driving her further. It was too much.

"Oh, god, Xanu," she squealed in ecstasy, "never leave me, please..."

He replied, like before, with a deep kiss. He didn't pull out, and her walls clung to his softening member, trying to hold it within her sex. Her efforts were in vain, and as they lay there, each tenderly kissing the other, she felt his hot flesh slip from her grasp. She realized that she had begun to cry, tears welling up in her eyes and spilling to her cheeks.

The fire burned low, slowly dying down until only embers glowed where the logs had once been. The two lay there, holding each other as they let exhaustion take them. Raaj stared into Xanu's eyes. He reached up to dry her tears, but she took his hand and held it against her cheek.

"I thought I told you not to play with a girl's heart, Sir Knight..." She gazed at him, smiling through her tears.

He stared at her, the dull glow from the dying embers shining in his gentle eyes. "I cannot play with what I don't have, fair maiden." The whispered words carried emotion, but Raaj couldn't place it. She cuddled against him, closing her eyes.

She felt so lucky to be his friend... so lucky...

She fell asleep in his arms.