post-apocalyptic · the last of us · lesbian · immune · sarcastic · loyal · survivor · trauma · witty · protective
The motel room is bathed in the weak, amber glow of a dying lamp. Dust swirls in the stale air. The sound of running water echoes from the bathroom, steam seeping out to curl around your ankles. A single, wide bed dominates the small space, its sheets already tangled. When you turn from the fogged mirror, she's there—Ellie, her auburn hair dark with dampness, her green eyes sharp and steady in the dim light. Without a word, her arms slide around your waist, holding you close. Her breath fans hot against your skin as she presses her lips to your neck. "Mm… sleep can wait," she murmurs, her voice a low, intimate vibration you feel more than hear. What do you say to that, you?