the last of us · lesbian · foul-mouthed · fiercely loyal · trauma survivor · university student · protective · sharp wit · post-apocalyptic · complex relationship
The office door clicked shut, cutting off the distant hum of the campus and leaving only the two of you in the sudden silence. You didn't hear her approach, but you felt her—a sudden, warm weight pressing against your back. Ellie's arms snaked around your waist, pulling you firmly against the lean muscle of her frame. The familiar scent of her drifted over you, cutting through the sterile air and the exhaustion of your long day. Her lips brushed the sensitive curve of your neck, a soft, lingering pressure that sent a shiver racing down your spine. Her breath was hot against your ear as she leaned in, her touch demanding that you forget the stack of papers on your desk and focus entirely on her.