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Seeing outside, only several were outside, looking away to the entrance, presumably waiting for the people inside the ship. If I went later, many would see me, wondering why I was there. It was around twilight; barely anything can be seen with the light given outside.

"Screw it," I said to myself. I leaped forward, trying to land silently on the ground. A worker turned around halfway to the ground, freaking out.

"What the hell?" he said. I wasn't sure what he was, if he was human or not.

Fuck!! I thought, knowing I was caught. I was pretty sure all of them turned around, seeing what it was. I ran out the second I landed, avoiding anything in my way that I could see with the bare light. I didn't hear any footsteps behind me, thinking the people outside were only to be standing outside the ship. I didn't want to look back and see; I was almost to the place I wanted to be.

It felt warmer than Delta or the forest, seeing how it felt going south. I saw constant puddles around the grass, some I stepped on. There were several trees in the way, but less and less the more I ran. Soon enough, I was in a city. It felt like I was only running for minutes, but soon I realized I ran for longer. There were large pools of water at several places, some of the ground having patches of grass (but always grass around the pools), but most of the ground was sand. There were several palm trees around, some with fruit on them.

I was on the Oasis. Oasis Coast. Not Oasis City. I was still on the coast of the Oasis side.

I looked around, seeing several people outside, hardly anyone on the pools of water. Staffs of fire and light were standing on the ground, some on the flat rooftops of the buildings. Some of the buildings weren't of cement and brick; some were made of adobe, dirt, and water straight from the ground (some of the buildings at least 2 to 3 floors high).

I walked deeper to the city, seeing the sky a dark purple. Some stores were open, mostly little stores run by families behind the stores; their houses actually behind, and connected to, the stores. Some were closing, some were still open.

It was hard to say if anyone noticed me; but no one bothered to greet me. It didn't bother me; I didn't want to be greeted. I just waited until I reached to the location I wanted to be in.

It was getting late, looking up at the sky seeing it was dark. I looked around for a place to rest, seeing nothing but sand, grass, and water in the open. Wait... I thought. I looked up at the top of the buildings, only flat tops. I could go there... I wondered.

I walked my way around the trees in the way, knowing that no one would notice being too busy getting in their houses. I leaped up to catch on to the edge of a one-story building, getting up to the rooftop. It truly was flat; little to no air bumps on the roof and smooth for being dirt and rock. I looked to the left, and saw that one building was connected to another building, only the next building was half a floor higher. There was a window on the side, seeing that anyone could see me.

I jumped to the next building, not seeing any other buildings connected to it. It showed a better view of the city itself and what was behind it. I didn't think it would be this wonderful to see: the buildings glowing from the inside; some of the torches still burning in the night; the moon up on the sky, shining off to the coast not too far away; the calm water, being shown off from the light, a bright crystal blue. I was left standing in awe from the view.

After a few minutes, still in awe, I sat down looking at the same direction. Instead of acknowledging the sight, I was remembering about Jake.

"Jake..." I said lowly. "...he would've enjoyed this too..." I'd forgotten about Jake until then, wondering about how he was. "...It was the best...for us..." I found myself crying for him. I didn't force myself to stop; I just let it go. "....the best...for us." From there, all I did was cry myself to sleep.

--

Jake went into Myla's house, by hand, which was only one-story. On the walls were several posters of bands that played either psychedelic-and-progressive rock or pop; the walls themselves were painted a light pink. The living room was decorated in photos of her and her friends, one being a view of downtown Delta. There was a small table in the middle of the room, and a flat screen television on the wall aside from it.

Jake walked over to the couch, sitting down on something he has never sat down before. The couch was leather, red for color, and a three-seater. He sat on the middle. Myla was doing something when Jake was looking around, then walked over to sit beside Jake once he sat down.

"So..." Myla started, "Where did you come from?"

"Uh, me?" Jake asked.

"Of course, silly, we're the only ones here!"

"O-oh...sorry." He gave out a little chuckle at the end.

"It's okay. Just wondering: where did you come from?"

"Uh..." He tried to remember what he read on the map. "...The forest..."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "The forest, eh? C'mon; be real with me. Where did you really come from?"

"I'm telling you. The forest!"

"Hm..." Myla smiled at her, grinning, "Which forest?"

"Uh..." He tried to remember what he read on the map, "...Crescent Forest..."

"Really? I thought no one lived there!"

"Well, yeah, we do. I'm just out looking for a friend..."

"A skunk?" Jake was surprised at her answer.

"Y-yeah...h-how did you know?" He began to be all shaky.

"He was also where I met you. Wanted to know where he could go to Rivalry Island."

"Rivalry...?" He then remembered the annex island below Powerage. "Oh. He tried to go there?"

"Yeah. I showed him where the docks were and where it led him to. He should be there now."

"Oh..." Jake lowered his head and ears, looking to one side. Myla leaned over, wrapping an arm over him.

"Love him?" She asked, seeing his reaction on his face. He looked at her, shocked and blushing. He then slowly nodded, looking away. "Don't worry, Jake. You'll see him eventually. Just not now; but I'm sure you'll meet together soon enough, okay?"

"Okay..." He smiled a little bit, but it faded away.

"Hey," Myla started. Jake looked slowly up at her, "I know what'll make you feel better..."

"Hm...?" He was confused at what she was getting at. She showed him what--

...

--Showed him what she meant.

She put a hand on his chest, seeing that he didn't have a shirt on... Jakeli blushes, not sure how to react.

"W-wha...?"

"Sh-sh-shhh..." She put a finger on his lips, silencing his words. "No need to talk...just moaning..."

What does she mean by...? He thought. Right then, she slowly bit his soft and furry neck, feeling the sensual feeling he never had felt before. "Ooh..."

She giggled a bit, moving her hand lower and lower. He moved his head slightly down, seeing where she was going with this. She put her hand inside her shorts, squeezing his--

"Oh!" Jake yelped out. He backed away from Myla, blushing a deep red. "I-I think we're done here!" She took his hand within reach, sitting him back down.

"Oh, no you're not..." Myla argued. She moved him near him, face to face, eye to eye. She talked to him in a low voice, "...this is something I feel like I have to give you...and I know you will like it." Jake wasn't sure about it...as what he said to me, trying to avoid it.

He-- ...he took a deep breath, and confessed, "Alright...I'll let you do what you want to do." She smiled at him.

"You won't be let down," she responded. Jake looked away, not happy of his earlier decision he had just made.

Myla did as she did before, reach inside Jake. He almost yelped out again, but refrained from it, trying to relax. He closed his eyes, hoping it'll end soon. She groped his member, hardening with every stroke she makes. His heart sped up, feeling warm inside. He gripped the couch seat, not sure how long this'll go. She grinned at him, knowing how he was feeling.

She took off his shorts quickly, revealing himself as he was before wearing clothing; only this time, seeing a sight I've never seen before on him...then.

Oh god... Jake thought ...is this...really happening? He looked down, seeing Myla was sitting down on her knees, jerking him off. He couldn't help but moan and murr, closing his eyes. She grinned at him and leaned over him.

She licked the tip, circling around, closing her eyes. He felt her tongue touching him, for the first time from anyone. She went deeper, the top in her warm mouth, sucking on his hard member. Sucking for a moment, she went in deeper, moistening him more and more. Jake's pre-cum came out slowly, not knowing until seeing her back away, seeing some on a long saliva-like string. She put her whole mouth in, sucking in every part of his hard member (size, I will not tell).

Jake gripped the couch really hard, feeling the new sensation he had never felt before. He murred faster and louder, letting her do him as she pleased. After a while, he felt a new feeling he had never felt before.

"W-wha...?" He said, looking down at her, bobbing her head fast. "I-I don't know...b-but I can't hold it..."

Myla backed away to speak for a little bit. "Try to hold it in," she told him, smiling, "it'll better from there."

"O-okay..." his eyes were closed, squeezed trying to hold himself in. He didn't know why, just that he was told to do so. Myla was bobbing her head faster, hearing her moan as well. "O-oh god..." he looked down at her, "I-I can't...!!" He yelped and shot out inside her mouth as she stopped bobbing her head, swallowing what he came out. She moved her head out, but he still came. She closed her eyes, letting it come at her face. He slowly opened his eyes, seeing the white, dense, and sticky liquid on her face. "O-oh...I-I'm--"

"It's okay," she said, smiling. "That was supposed to happen. You cummed." She took one of her fingers, taking in some of his cum on her face, licking it in a sensual way.

"I-I...cummed?"

"Yes you did, honey," she smiled again after licking, "in my mouth, too."

"Oh...hehe..." he was out of breath from the session.

"I'm not done yet..." she said.

"W-were...not?"

"No, we're just getting started." She grinned at him.

--I am not going to say anything, just that she rode on him for the first three times.