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Chapter 3: The Stained Totem

"Mmm~...aaah..."

"Someone's enjoying themselves..."

"You're toying with me...I thought it was supposed to be other way around."

"Evidently not. Hold still."

"Aaah! Ooohoohh..." her voice giggled, low and smooth, a long intake of breath followed by a pleasurable sigh, "...Mmm..more, please..."

"Y'know you've kept me up most of the night. I'm supposed to be opening shop today. Such a distraction."

"Perhaps that warrants punishment?" hummed Flora, her eyes closed and head turned to the side along the pillow, neck vulnerable to the wolf that lay over her. The cougar had her arms under his shoulders, her long fingers trailing back and forth slowly through the long thick hair that served as Neros's trademark mane along his backside. The wolf had his mouth on her exposed neckline, slowly pinching skin between his teeth, pulling back and allowing the flesh to slide out through the sharp canines. The sting of his bite was just the right kind of guilty pleasure. A moist tongue caressed the area with slow masterful glides. The sheets were a mess by now, completely tangled about the two from their long evening. Flora's breasts were squished against Neros's hard upper pectoral muscles. The wolf was firmly inside her but he was very slow to thrust at all. He'd move occasionally to give them both stimulation. This was their third go at it tonight. While sex with Zoey had been deliciously heated, fast and rough with copious amounts of saliva, Neros had a different sort of fun with Flora.

Their first dance had been a erotically engaging with slow tongue kisses, attention to her full bosoms, a bit of deep fingering until she was soaping wet and practically begging for him. Neros obliged most enthusiastically. While he didn't reach the speed and force he used on Zoey, the union of their bodies had been slow and built to a quick pace, filled with hisses and huffs. Flora nodded her desperation to him with pleading eyes, claws scraping down his front and legs curling along his sides. Neros had rose up on his knees and seized her by the ankles. Spread eagle, Flora was at his mercy as Neros drove her wild with ecstasy with powerful imposing thrusts of his cock. Flora had been brought to a soft yet shrill moan as her body arched, arms above her head clutching desperately at the pillow and wide eyes filled with shock and sexual frenzy as orgasmic waves electrocuted her senses. Neros even treated her with a messy creampie by emptying his full load into her weeping cunt.

A brief respite and some pillow talk had the cougar on her side holding Neros down with a single arm on his chest, her eyes half open as she suckled on his manhood very carefully, head rising and falling slowly. Neros was surprised by just how erotic and sensual Flora had turned out to be. Her sexual prowess was refined as her laid back personality. She liked to take her time and overpower her prey. Instill them with a sense of no escape from their fate. Typical feline always playing with their food. She made sure to give his testicles a bath with the flat of her tongue as well. A long slick strand of saliva followed her as she lifted her head up surprisingly high and admired her work with an open mouth, tongue hanging out and the strand still connected a few moments longer. Neros was like putty in her hands as she pleasured him into a lustful state once again. This time she turned over on her side away from him, lifting the top leg up high into an exotic limber stretch, her hand resting and supporting just under the knee keeping it elevated. While Neros was inside and pleasuring her, the cougar used her freed hand to caress her little pink button, fingers smoothing the rim of her lips around his cock. The two were gasping and writhing in very little time at all. Flora reached her arm back and held onto the wolf's thick neck while she watched his cock fuck her into another breathless high.

Since then the two had been toying with each other. Licking nipples and tracing lines on their forms. Teasing and exchanging banter. Neros had slipped himself inside and was keeping her in place as he enjoyed his seat of power over her. His larger frame easily dwarfed the cougar as his weight pressed down on her body. Flora made no effort to resist. She was enjoying this night all too much. Most of the time she when she make time for sex it was for the thrill of a good lay. Neros was proving to be not only a great fuck, but more impressively fun. Now they were simply taking their time with pleasure. The wolf bit her chin roughly. Her little gasps were music to his ears. He grinned a feral smile against her skin, letting out a growl as he thrust into her slowly once more, "I wonder what else you can do, mountain lion..."

Flora opened her eyes partly and smirked, "Hmmm..let's me think...I know several ways to make even a big bad wolf like yourself bend to my will...I could do this..." Neros felt the cougar slowly entwine her thick thighs about his waist, crossing them over behind his buttocks. She gave a very surprisingly powerful squeeze that nearly crushed the wind out him and pulled his cock into her deepest parts. Flora watched him with that sharp stare and sexy smile, her voice lowering as the wolf shuddered with quivering eyes. "Perhaps this..." Sharp claws dug into his sides, scratching down his rib cage on either side of his body and making Neros twitch uncontrollably, moaning out and gasping in mild pain. Flora tipped her head up and sank her teeth into his ear, murmuring in a soft alluring whisper while her tongue traced the inside, forcing the wolf to cry out like a submissive prey being devoured, "Hmhmhm...now fuck me, you bastard..."

Neros snarled with a wild grin from ear to ear, seizing the lioness under her back and yanking her to him more tightly, "Oh you bitch!!" The two broke into crazed grinding and moaning that reached its loudest yet, driving one another to that sensual cliff. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I'm cumming!! I'm cumming!" Neros gasped frantically. "Neros! Neros! Neros!!" Flora wailed beneath him. Together they tumbled over the pleasure cliff, screaming in unison as they hit the bottom. Each shivered and shuddered with numbed smiles, sealing the deal with a final long kiss.

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Neros opened the Oasis right on schedule the next day. Though he had circles under his eyes, the excitement and anticipation was keeping him actively awake. Dressed in a pair of sky blue shorts and loose island shirt that sported ocean waves as a design, he hurried through the bar making all the final checks as the tour boats were unloading all the passengers on the piers. Within the next two hours he was seeing a handful of customers who were spending the day on the beach. Some pulled up seats at tables and others wandered out onto the patio to enjoy the sunshine. Noon rolled around soon enough and the wolf began to wonder if he would be seeing any of the local friends he had made the night prior. The first one to walk in was a familiar face. Zoey bounded in with a few skips and smiled brightly, "Hey handsome! How's your first day going?" Neros wiped down the counter top, flashing her a grin, "Hey there sunshine. So far so good. Not working today?" The ferret wasn't sporting her uniform from yesterday, today she wore a pair of jean shorts and a yellow tank top. "Day off. Figured I'd stop in and make sure you weren't having anymore grammatical errors. Haven't fixed the sign yet?" She glanced out at the front porch where the board hung exactly as they had left it before getting caught up in their little social welcoming affair. Neros shook his head, "There were other more pressing matters at hand. Besides, it's not that big of a deal. I doubt anything will ever become of a little misunderstanding."

"Excuse me, Nero? Can I get another drink?" a customer asked, approaching the counter.

"It's Neros." The wolf corrected the mouse, taking the glass and setting about mixing up another fill.

"No I meant you." The mouse explained.

"Yeah, we're talking about the same thing."

"Oh I thought you were talking about the bar. I know it belongs to you."

"No no, you're not following. My name is Neros."

"But the sign says it belongs to Nero."

"Yes, it does. But the name is Neros Oasis." The wolf explained further, growing a bit impatient and showing it with a single fang hanging out over his lip.

"Dude, I know! It's called Nero's Oasis! That makes you Nero!" The mouse raised his voice, leaning on the counter. The wolf started to bristle his fur and a growl was on its way up his throat when Zoey stepped in, explaining the whole situation quickly. The mouse nodded his understanding when he finally understood the mix up. "Oh I get it now...by the way, is the legend true?"

Neros turned to the two, lifting his eyebrow slightly, "Legend? What legend?"

"Oh you know! The one about the Totem!" the mouse said with eager energy. Zoey turned her eyes downward and fell into silence. Neros could sense something was off here. Zoey was not one to be sullen or reluctant to speak. "I'm sorry, I don't think there's any legend about a totem on this island." Neros tried to steer the topic away. "No dude, it totally is! It's about the totem where they found that chick! The one about the Idol Totem Killer! Gran Blue is famous for it! Everyone knows about it! It's like an urban myth or something!" The mouse seemed determined to find out. Neros shook his head and frowned, shoving the drink at the customer, "Well, apparently not everyone. I've never heard anything about some totem or...whatever this Idol Killer nonsense is about." He glanced to Zoey, but the ferret had closed her eyes and was clenching her fingers into fists at her sides in silence. The mouse was enjoying this too much, grabbing up his drink and leaning over the counter slightly, "Dude you gotta hear this! Like, way back there was this girl who explored some nearby ruins that was totally forbidden by island natives, they like, cursed the place with creepy voodoo magic! So this chick went inside and trespassed or whatever, totally ignoring everyone's warnings not to. That night, people heard screaming coming from the woods. They formed a party and searched for hours until morning. They couldn't find her, so they came back to the village. Only when they returned, they found the girl all strung up on this really big totem pole! She was all sliced up and gutted open and everything! Left there for everyone to see!"

By now a few customers were looking over and eavesdropping, exchanging glances with another. Neros frowned, "Could you lower your voice. Please. I don't need people scaring off my business with ghost stories." The mouse shook his head, "Man it isn't a ghost story! There really was an Idol killer! Whoever did it left this idol statue hanging around her neck. It was like the size of a doll about a foot tall and several inches wide. Supposedly it was something to do with her crime, like it was symbolic or some shit. Either way, the bitch was totally messed up! There was blood everywhere and she put up on display for the whole island to see! Legend has it that the Idol Killer is still out there, waiting to strike again-"

"SHUT UP!!" Burst out Zoey quickly, her eyes shut tightly as possible, her whole body shaking, "JUST SHUT THE HELL UP!! There's no such thing as The Totem Idol Killer!! It's just made up! You don't know what you're talking about so just shut the fuck up!!" The mouse raised his hands defensively, "Hey now, just chill the fuck down okay?" Neros growled and came around the bar to Zoey, glaring at the punk, "It's time you were on your way. Pay up and get out." The other fell silent for the first time, nodding quickly and settling his tab with a bill before making a hasty exit. Neros placed his hands on Zoey's shoulders, the ferret opening her eyes up to him and revealing small water droplets misting over. "Hey...it's okay. Wanna talk about it?" he asked, looking into them with his own to comfort her. Zoey swallowed and took a deep breath, pulling close and hugging the wolf, "Later. After work okay?"

"Yeah. No problem."

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After a much less eventful shift for the first day, Neros closed the Oasis early to meet with Zoey in the village. The two met up at a cafe near the town square. Zoey was still out of sorts with her mood. Though she seemed pleased to see Neros, she also appeared to be reluctant to talk about what had transpired earlier. The two walked down the dirt roads used by the quad bike rentals. Already people were driving the trails and having a great time. Zoey waited until one had driven by before glancing to Neros, "This way. I have to show you." She took the two off the road and into the thickets. Concealed by all the plants and trees was an old worn and faded trail path, weeds growing in from years of lacking upkeep. "Zoey? Where are we going?" Neros asked curiously, following behind the ferret. Zoey sighed as she pushed though the lower hanging vines, "That guy. Today with that story. He's...not entirely wrong. There really is a urban myth about the Totem Killer. Just...people...they don't understand. Neros..." She turned to him, stopping the wolf up short. She touched a hand to his chest, "Neros...I'm trusting you with this. I know you're a good person and you won't go making this something like that guy would have. I believe you can understand." The wolf nodded slowly, and the ferret led them on. Just past the next set of large plants they came to a small clearing. Neros looked up and let his jaws part slightly.

Before them was a tribal totem pole. A depiction of a vengeful spirit was carved into the wood. The paint colors had faded from years of age and weather but the face and claws were still all the more menacing. The eyes were devoid of pupils or design, carved to depict absolute fury. Neros approached the totem slowly, circling around it and taking note of the detailing. He stopped still as he looked over the the colors more closely. He knew faded paint when he saw it. But this shade...this was not paint. It was then he realized why Zoey was so uncomfortable. The victims blood had been spilled all over this thing at one time. He could just imagine the vision of life fluid running down the wooden surface, gathering into a puddle below. "So..it's real?" he asked almost silently. Zoey was staring up at the face, nodding quietly.

"They found her just like he said. She was suspended by ropes and left just the way she died. Supposedly there was a Idol statue hanging around her neck, but nobody has seen it..."

"But if nobody has seen it..."

"...It disappeared overnight after they took her down. People don't talk about it. Those of us that live on the island I mean. It's a bad memory. Jack would never talk about it. Hargren even told us that asked that it was nothing and should be left that way for the sake of the island. We don't want Gran Blue to be famous for a brutal murder site. It needs to be seen as it is." Zoey lowered her gaze away from the totem, holding herself. Neros rejoined her, looking around at the ground at the base of the pole. Nothing but dirt, as if the plants refused to grow anywhere near the dark omen. "Who was she Zoey?" Neros asked quietly. The ferret shook her head, "I don't know. It's just like I said. Nobody ever talks about it. They try to pretend it never happened. But it doesn't change anything. It's like a lingering doubt. If it didn't happen, then why all the secrecy? If it happened once...could it happen again? Is the killer still out there? Or was it really some taboo curse? All I know is...no one, no one ever deserves to killed and displayed like some...some..."

"Example." Neros said softly.

Zoey looked directly at him, "...Trophy."

She bit her lip, turning around quickly and hurrying away. Neros glanced back up at the totem, narrowing his eyes up at the leering snarl on its face.