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== Mutual protection, part 5 ==
=== Chapter 16: Hunt ===
And then Melvin got up, turned and walked off. Each time he looked over his shoulder she just stood there, arms in her sides, legs spread, shoulders straight, oozing confidence. He knew she would be fine. She had had a moment of weakness, and he had comforted her. Now she was fine again. Finally, when he looked back, she was no longer visible, the distance too far, too many plants and trees obscuring her from view. And she probably was now squatting besides the bushes, picking berries.<br />

Melvin kept going. Not sure what to expect. 'Until you feel the air', she had said. He had no idea what she meant. He always felt the air. It was warm, nice. Warm enough to be comfortable without clothes, cool enough that he didn't sweat. <br />

And then, suddenly, he felt it. From one step to another, the air turned heavy. It burned in his lungs. The sun that had felt warm and pleasant became unbearably hot. A feeling as if his skin started to blister immediately. His lungs fought for air, he barely could breathe.<br />
With his last strength, Melvin struggled for control over his body, turned, fell rather than stepped back to where he came from.<br />
And he instantly felt good again.<br />

Two deep breaths and Melvin was already able to get up. He crawled behind some bushes out of sight, held the gun at the ready, and then kept quiet. He had just made a lot of noise. It would take time before any animals would dare to get out of their hiding places.<br />
After a long time, he saw a small rabbit-like animal appear. But he waited. The pistol was a rapid fire model. The animal was rather small. Shooting one would be barely enough meat for one or two days. He wanted to wait until there were more animals in sight, try to shoot a few before they ran away.<br />

It took a long time. Melvin already started to doubt his initial theory that this was a herd animal, that this one was the scout, sent out to check whether the area was safe before the rest followed. But then, just as he was about to accept his fate of finding just one small animal, a second one appeared. And a third one. And then even more, until there were dozens of this small rodent-like animal in sight.<br />
Slowly, silently, Melvin inhaled. He steadied his nerves. Just like the shooting range, he told himself, even though he knew those were real-time computer generated images. But he knew that the wildlife simulations were realistic.<br />

He identified a very large specimen, that was close to a few others. That was his first target.<br />
“BANG!!!!”<br />
The shot resonated loudly through the scenery, as the animal dropped dead on the ground, and all other animals started to hop in all directions, in a wild frenzy.<br />
“BANG!!!! BANG!!!! BANG!!!! BANG!!!! BANG!!!!”<br />
Five more shots. Melvin knew he had more bullets, but the animals were gone. All scurried away, back in their hiding place. He knew he had caught two more, the other shots were misses. Or perhaps wounds, but those animals had still escaped.<br />
Still, three animals in total. Iole and he would have enough meat for the next few days.<br />

And then he realized an important omission in their plan. The corpses were out of reach. Taking just one step beyond Iole's protective area had almost killed him. These animals were several dozen yards away. He would not be able to fetch the meat.<br />
And then he heard something behind him, a scurrying sound. He looked over his shoulder and there was Iole.<br />
“I heard the shots, so I came here so that we can fetch the body. Did you get one?”<br />
“One? I got three!”<br />
=== Chapter 17: Curse ===
Back in the cave, Iole wasted no time skinning the animals, cleaning the meat off the bones, cutting the meat to strips, and hanging them above a fire to dry.<br />
But then they had time to relax. Eating some of the freshly picked berries, sitting side by side next to the fire, they had time to talk.<br />

Melvin told Iole about his life, safely Inside. And about his job, monitoring Outside tech, and having to go Outside when something broke down. He still didn't know what had happened, how his crawler had managed to stray off path.<br />
“I think the people of my tribe did it. My former tribe.”<br />
She paused and Melvin noticed she had to swallow down something.<br />
“They always try to lay traps for oldfolk in their vehicles. They always fail, somehow you oldfolk always know. But perhaps they succeeded and managed to push you off the track, into the ravine?”<br />

Melvin sat, silent, rehashing the things he had done that fatal day when he went to the solar panels. Fatal day? Startled, he realized it had been just three days ago. And two of those three days, he had been on a grass bed, sleeping, with Iole watching over him.<br />
He had checked all the systems. He had set the right target for the autopilot. He had checked that they were on the right course. He had …<br />
''Shit!''<br />
He had forgotten to activate what was commonly known as the mutant alert, a simple infrared detector that would have awoken him upon detecting heat sources large enough to be a human. Or, rather, a mutant. Probably even a pack of mutants, if Iole was right. No, a tribe of newfolk. Words matter.<br />

“But how about you?” he then asked, “Why are you here all by yourself? And why did you call them your former tribe?”<br />
Startled, Melvin noticed how the girl's face fell, how a tear started to well in her eye. But this time she didn't start to cry. She sniffed, wiped her eye, and straightened her shoulders.<br />
“Sorry. I'm okay. And I will explain.”<br />

She then told about how the people of her tribe had suffered under her gift. Or curse, as they called it. Their hunting parties kept coming back empty-handed. No matter how many bullets they landed in an animal of prey, or spears, or whatever other weapon, it always miraculously healed and escaped. Unless they went far away from their normal hunting grounds, where Iole's powers no longer worked. But that was dangerous terrain, and they had already lost two hunters to counterattacks of dangerous animals.<br />

“But why don't they do it like I did today?”<br />
“Newfolk have adapted. The air is not dangerous to us. My people cannot sense where my protection stops.”<br />
“How did you know I would?”<br />
“I … I didn't actually know exactly. But I expected it. And I was right. But now let me continue.”<br />

The final straw had been less than two weeks ago. A tigerlion had made its way into the camp. The men were shooting it, slinging spears, doing whatever they could to wound it, kill it, or at least chase it away. But it was as if the animal knew that it could not be harmed. It just kept going, until it found the newborns' house, entered, and found and killed its prey.<br />

Once more Iole's tears flowed freely, as she relived the moment when she sat there, desperately pressing the remains of a baby together, trying to focus her powers, trying to restore a life that had been destroyed, as hunters shouted at her, parents cursed her, and elders threatened to expel her if she was unable to, for once, use her curse for good instead of for bad. Forgotten the many wounded tribespeople that had only survived because of her. Forgotten the many sick she had cured.<br />
Her very existence endangered the tribe. Endangered the hunters, and had now caused the death of a newborn. She had to go. She was expelled.<br />
=== Chapter 18: Survival ===
“Until I saved you, I had survived on the food they had allowed me to take. It was already running low. I could refill the water and had already picked berries before. I had tried hunting, but … well.”<br />
She tapped her head and her heart in a now very familiar motion.<br />
“This is the first time I have new meat.”<br />
“So what would have happened if you had not found me?”<br />
She shrugged.<br />
“I already told you. You would have died.”<br />
“Yeah, I know. But I mean, with you. You cannot survive on only berries?”<br />
Iole shrugged again.<br />
“I would have died too. I think. My power would have kept me alive for a long time, even while starving. But eventually, I would have died.”<br />

“See? It was fate. I was right. I would have died without you. You would have died without me. Together we can live. We protect each other. This was meant to be.”<br />
Iole just shrugged.<br />
“Coincidence, Melvin. Pure coincidence. Fate does not exist.”<br />
And then she got up and started to pick strip after strip of the now fully dried meat and stowing it in her rucksack. Melvin got up, too, to help.<br />
“But you are right that we can only survive together. You cannot breathe without me. I cannot hunt without you.”<br />

They took the last strips of meat back to where they sat, and Melvin sat down.<br />
“So we will need to remain together? For always?”<br />
“Who knows the future?” the girl responded, as she sat herself in Melvin's lap, her soft buttocks gently pressing against his dick, that immediately started to respond, “But for now.”<br />

She clearly felt Melvin's hardness start to press against her ass. One hand continued to hold the meat she was nibbling on, but the other went down to find his manhood, and she immediately started to rub him in the most delightful way.<br />
“I hope you don't mind being stuck with me?” she asked seductively.<br />
He grinned. He finished his meat, and then wrapped his arms around her, one hand gently massaging her left nipple, the other hand softly stroking her labia.<br />
“Not at all. I could not wish for a better fate.”<br />
“Coincidence. Not fate!”<br />
“Okay. I could not wish for a better coincidence.”<br />
And then he picked up her light body and effortlessly carried her to the large grass bed.<br />
=== Chapter 19: Taste ===
Melvin carefully draped Iole's lithe body on the grass bed. His plans were clear. He wanted to once more dive between those gorgeous legs, drink her beauty, first with his eyes and then later with his tongue, as he would lap her delicious nectar, straight from the source.<br />

But Iole had different plans. With a force he had not expected from such a small girl, she pushed Melvin on his back. He could have resisted if he wanted to, but he decided to play along and see what her plans were. He thought he understood when her hand decidedly grabbed his already semi-erect dick, and stroked it to full hardness.<br />
But then the girl surprised him, when she scooted down, kneeled next to him, leaned over, and without a trace of hesitation took him between her soft lips.<br />

Melvin moaned in appreciation as he felt the delicate lips of his young lover glide down his length. Her tongue gently caressing the sensitive head. Deep dimples forming in her cheeks as she sucked her mouth vacuum, to maximize the pleasurable feeling.<br />
Melvin was in heaven. He had been on the receiving end of blow jobs before, and many had been very pleasurable. But none like this. Was it because his illicit partner was young? Was it because of her incredibly sexy body? Was it the uncompromised enthusiasm with which her head bobbed eagerly up and down across the length of his staff? Was it the expert way she used her tongue to increase the pleasure, or the gentle itching of her fingernails on his ballsack? Probably a combination of all these.<br />

He wanted it to last. He wanted to prolong the delight. But he couldn't. The feelings raging through his body, the delicious tingling, starting in his penis and spreading from there through his entire body, was too much. He felt his orgasm approach.<br />
“I'm gonna cum!” he exclaimed, as he pushed her head off of his almost bursting dick.<br />
“Good!” she smiled, then brushed his hands away and quickly descended on his dick again. She used her hands to massage the lower side of his dick, pulling the skin up and down in sync with the bobbing motion of her head, while her tongue was once more doing its magical dance on his sensitive glans.<br />

And then Melvin burst into orgasm. He screamed in delight as his dick shot spurt after spurt of his sticky sperm in Iole's mouth. She swallowed, sucked, swallowed again, and kept doing that in perfect sync with Melvin's spurts. Not a single drop left her mouth, she kept in all his sperm, swallowed it all.<br />

Finally, Melvin collapsed on the bed, completely spent after this delicious orgasm. For several long minutes, he just lay there, gently stroking Iole's soft skin, as she fondled his shrinking dick and licked the last remaining drops off of it.<br />

“Why did you do that?” he finally asked, once he had regained sufficient breath.<br />
“Do what? Suck you?”<br />
Iole shrugged.<br />
“I like sucking. Sucking makes you feel good. I like making you feel good.”<br />
“Yes, well, okay. I get that. But that's not what I meant. I warned you. I pushed your head away, so you didn't need to get it in your mouth. But then you took it in your mouth anyway. And you swallowed it. You didn't have to. It's okay if you don't want that.”<br />

Iole looked at Melvin, her eyes wide in surprise.<br />
“You oldfolk really are weird. Smart enough to use tech. But then so stupid to say this.”<br />
“What? What do you mean?”<br />
“This morning, when you licked me. Did you like it? Did you like the taste of my juice? Did you swallow it?”<br />
“Yes! Oh god, yes! It was so good to make you cum, and you taste wonderful down there!”<br />
“So how can you say how much you like to taste me, and at the same time not understand that I like to taste you?”<br />

Melvin looked at her. Baffled, once more, by the effectiveness of her childish logic. There was nothing he could say in return. It just made sense.<br />
Iole did not wait for a reply. She climbed on top of him, straddled him, lowed her hairless cunny on his limp dick.<br />
“Better get it hard again, mister Melvin! I want you in me!”<br />
And to his surprise, Melvin felt how the moist heat of Iole's underage sex did, in fact, cause his dick to rise again.<br />
“At your service, miss Iole,” he joked, as he entered her.<br />
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