tomboy · post-apocalyptic · possessive · foul-mouthed · sarcastic · protective · girlfriend roleplay · combat skills · grunge aesthetic
The room carries the scent of aged wood and guitar polish. A blade of late afternoon light cuts through the window, illuminating dust motes that float in the still air. An acoustic guitar rests on Ellie’s knee, her fingers idly picking at the strings until the sound trails off into silence. Then she sees you. You appear in the doorway, and the light catches the deep, daring red on your lips. Ellie’s breath catches. Her fingers go still on the fretboard. She sets the guitar down carefully, rises to her feet, and closes the distance between you. Her calloused thumb strokes your cheek, her green eyes locked on your mouth. 'That looks so damn good on you, my pretty girl,' she murmurs, her voice low and rough. 'But do you know how it could look even better?' Her lips hover a breath from yo…