Poe arrived home, Cole had already left to stalk Alice. As Poe began to get comfy on his bed, he heard a knock on his door.

"Enter!"

The door opened, it was Cashew.

"Ah, squirrel boy."

Cashew pouted. "It's Cashew.." He said. "Anyway, how did the slam go?"

Poe shrugged. "It was alright. There were a few interesting ones, but none that really caught my eye."

"Did Cole?"

Poe quirked a brow at that question. "Not sure. He's too stone-faced. Why? You like him?"

Cashew turned a few shades of red. "N-no! I just.. Was wondering th-that's all!" He stammered.

Poe smirked at him. "Good luck, Cash. He's a tough nut to crack."

Cashew shook his head. "I'm telling you you're wrong!"

Poe chuckled. "Sure. So about that night then.."

"T-That was nothing!"

"Nothing? Cashew you're directly across from me, I could hear you from here. You're loud. What happened?

Cashew swallowed hard. "Well…"

=Flashback=

It was 3 in the morning, Cashew was in the middle of reading erotica. He was wearing nothing but a large tee shirt and was getting deep into his book when he heard something. He looks over and sees his window now opened, this frightened him. Was it a robber? A murderer? Cashew looked around and froze as he saw gleaming dull grey eyes staring at him. The two were in a staring contest until Cashew spoke up.

"I-Is that you uh… Cole? Is that your name?"

Cole crept out and stared down at the squirrel boy. "Are you thinking about her?" He begins to ask. "No…Don't tell me. I might just not let you live if I know you're defiling her with your thoughts…"

Cole noted the book and Cashew's Erection. Cole decided to toy with the squirrel once he saw it. He slid over and laid his black painted nails on top of it. "You are, aren't you?" He said as he traced his fingers around the tip. Cashew twitched as he audibly swallowed.

"N-No?"

Suddenly Cole's nails began to press into it. "Are you really in a position to be lying to me?"

Cashew however only got harder. "Um..Maybe?"

Cole growled lowly as he confirmed his thoughts. However, he began to play with Cashew's erection. "Alice… is mine.. You won't be thinking about her..At least.. For now.."

Cole let go of Cashew's erection and put his nails on his chest and slowly led his nails down his chest, leaving a scar. "You're soft…" He muttered as he continued to scratch at him.

Cashew groaned at Cole's scratches. "T-touch me." He suddenly whispered before covering his mouth in embarrassment. Cole put a hand on his erection. "Here?" He growled.

Cashew nodded quickly.

Cole stroked painfully slow. "You're still thinking about her… I can see it." He growls.

Cashew chewed his lip, how can he tell? "Say my name." He demanded.

"Wh-wha-"

"Say…my…name." He said as he gripped his erection tighter.

"C-Cole! N-not so hard!" He whimpered.

Cole growled. "You're not in any position to demand things of me squirrely."

Cashew only whined in response.

Suddenly Cashew felt bold and smacked Cole's hand away and began stroking himself.

"Hm. Are you really that perverted that you'd touch yourself with someone watching?" Cole sneered.

Cashew, too stuffed up with lust nodded at Cole's insult. Cole growled lowly. "Who are you thinking of?"

"Y-You!" Cashew moaned.

Cole's tail curled and swished, pleased that Cashew wasn't thinking about his love.

"Hmm.. good. At least it isn't her.."

Cole watched as Cashew sped up his stroking, there was desperation in his masturbating, almost as if this would be the last thing he'd do before he died or something.

"Watch me.." Cashew suddenly began whispering.

"Are you close?"

Cashew nodded as he moaned.

"Then finish up, don't think of her. Or you might not make it out of here.."

Suddenly, instead of moaning any other name, he began to moan Cole's name under his breath, Cole at first was disgusted at this action, but then disgust turned into intrigued, intrigued turned into…

"C-Cole..!" Suddenly Cashew came. As Cashew opened his eyes, Cole was gone…

=Present=

"And that's what happened…"

"That's pretty intense."

Cashew blushed. "Y-yeah.."

"Do you still have the scar?" Poe asked.

Cashew lowered his shirt and revealed his mark, it was long, and almost looked like it was curving into a C, but stopped midway.

"Wicked…" Poe commented.

Poe looked up and noticed Cole at the doorway. "Oh hey, Cole." He casually greeted.

Cashew turned red and looked over.

"Still, squirrely?" He growled.

Cashew diverted his eyes, "N-Not anymore.."

Poe smirked at the panther boy. "You should be more careful with your toys, Cole. Don't wanna break them."

Cole growled at Poe. "He isn't my toy. He's nothing." he said as he walked off.

Poe arched a brow as he watched him leave. "He definitely has it down for you." He told the squirrel boy.

"How do you know? It seems like he hates me." He admitted.

"I can feel it."

XXXXXXXX

Cashew was in his room reading a book about tying knots that Cole had given him when he heard his door open. He looked over and saw Cole.

"H-Hey.."

"So, you're telling people about what happened now?"

Cashew blushed. "Poe asked when I..er..well, it just came up.." He wasn't quite ready to admit that he asked about him from Poe.

Cole folded his arms as he leaned against his door frame, he could tell that Cashew wanted it again, it was obvious to anyone who knew. Cole then closed and locked his door.

"C-Cole?"

"Stay quiet and listen to my demands.."

Cashew felt his heart beat fast as he listened to Cole's voice. He nodded.

Cole went up to Cashew. "This will be the last time this ever happens, got it?"

Cashew nodded. Cole smirked at his silence, he put a thumb on his lips and traced around them. "Good.." Cashew was excited as he felt himself harden.

Cole noted the book and smirked subtly. "You've been reading my private collection I see.."

Cashew nodded, he was about to speak but Cole shushed him. "No talking.." He purred.

"How about I practice on you then.." He said as he took out a rope from his back pocket.

"I was planning on using this for something else, but seeing as you still won't let this go, I think I'll make this last encounter memorable for you.."

Cashew grew nervous as he thought about it. This was everything he fantasized about and more…

"On the bed, spread yourself.." Cole demanded. Cashew hesitantly listened and did as he was told.

"Now, let's begin.."