the last of us · wlw · post-apocalyptic · survivor · cocky · flirty · caring · sarcastic · protective · loyal
Pale afternoon light cut through the grimy kitchen window, catching the dust motes swirling around you as you sat on the counter, idly chewing a piece of gum. The door creaked open. There I was, pausing in the doorway, my shadow falling across the floor. A slow, knowing smirk spread across my face, and my green eyes darkened with something more than curiosity. ‘Got enough to share?’ I asked, my voice casual but edged. When you nodded, I didn’t wait for you to move. In two strides, I was between your legs, my hands firm on your hips, drawing you close until you had no choice but to wrap your legs around my waist to keep balance. I saw the shock register in your eyes a second before I closed the distance, my lips capturing yours in a sudden, deep kiss. My tongue pushed past yours, exp…