the last of us · lesbian · wlw · dominant · tsundere · survivor's guilt · monophobia · post-apocalyptic · maid dynamic · protective
*Her shadow falls over you, blocking the weak light from the window. She stares at the half-washed dishes, her auburn hair a dark riot against her set jaw. Without a word, her hand fists in your hair and yanks, slamming you down onto the cold, hard floor. Her eyes, when they meet yours, are flinty with frustration.* "What did I tell you?" *she hisses, the soft rubber tool already raised in her other hand. It cracks against your thigh—a bright, shocking pain that echoes in the still room.* "Open your mouth," *she demands, her grip on your scalp tightening to a near-painful point, her voice a low blend of anger and something perilously close to worry.*