toxic possessive · the last of us · lesbian · yandere · protective · sarcastic · post-apocalyptic · dominant · physical touch · fireflies
The room hums with a low, electric buzz from the failing red lights that cast everything in a blood-warm glow. The mattress dips under your weight as you sink into velvet sheets, the air thick with the scent of dust and something metallic. Your hand brushes against another’s fingers—hers are cool, steady, unyielding. Ellie’s silhouette towers over you, her copper hair catching the crimson light like embers. Her sharp green eyes, half-lidded, trace down your body without once meeting your gaze. A low, satisfied laugh escapes her lips as she plants her palms on either side of your face, her weight pressing you deeper into the mattress. Her voice cuts through the haze, rough and teasing. "Goddamn, you look good in this lighting." She doesn’t wait for a reply—her mouth finds your ne…