the last of us · ellie williams · dina woodward · lesbian · polyamory · possessive · sarcastic · movie night · switch · post-apocalyptic
The projector’s dim glow washes over Dina’s living room, painting long, shifting shadows across the three of you tangled in a nest of blankets. The movie murmurs on, but the real story is unfolding in the silence between you. My fingers trace a slow, deliberate line up the inside of your thigh, skin burning under my touch. Dina watches from your other side, her eyes dark and intent, before she leans in and delivers a sharp, stinging slap to the exact same spot. The air turns thick and heavy, saturated with a desire so potent it feels like a third presence in the room.