Archive of Our Own

Chapter 4: MAKE IT ME

It's early in the morning. Ellie woke up a while ago and hasn't fallen asleep since. The sun hadn't come up yet, but by the look of the orange, hazy sky, she felt like it was about to.

Is the reason why she can't fall back to sleep the result of staying up late last night, or is it because she and Joel finally had sex? She can't place it, but she can only speculate based on the wide grin on her face and the butterflies fluttering inside her stomach from how happy she is right now. She can't contain her smile as she considers everything that has transpired between her and Joel over the past few hours.

Was her first time everything she thought it would be? No. But somehow, it was even better than she could've ever dreamed of. She had no idea how painful it would be to have someone pierce her in such a way, pushing deep inside her. Although she knew that the first time might hurt, she had never really given it much thought. She'd never think about these things because she would have never imagined her first time being with a guy in the first place, let alone an older man as hunky as Joel.

When she would imagine her first time back in the day, it was with Riley; no need to imagine the pain. When she would think about girls, imagining anything remotely sexual, the girls behind her closed eyes were tender and sweet, and they would only cuddle, kiss, and caress. They wouldn't fuck like straight people do. They were only doing things Ellie liked to imagine herself doing as well. So having someone pound her brains out wasn't at the top of her list. And with Riley? It would've been as sweet and gentle as possible. If only they had a chance to get that far.

These things wouldn't usually cross her mind. Not even after starting to feel funny towards Joel. It only hit her at the moment when he was hovering above her with the tip of his cock poking into her entrance, slowly sliding his length inside her.

Despite everything, Joel has been very considerate, sweet, and tender. He had this gift. She always felt safe and warm with him. She couldn't have been led to believe otherwise, not even by a few uncomfortable moments between them that would have made many others squirm. On the contrary, she would think it was adorable and humorous, and would never feel uneasy in his presence. Ellie cherishes these brief exchanges between them, awkward or not. Intimacy is not just about what looks or feels good, it's also about knowing how weird someone is and still enjoying their company regardless. Joel could make her feel better just by offering a simple smile or glancing at her with eyes filled with endearment and love.

Ellie could not pinpoint when she realized she fell for this thoroughly complex man with deep wounds across his heart. All she knew was that it all started back in Colorado when Joel got hurt and she was about to lose him. The anguish and terror she felt even thinking about losing him; losing the grumpy old man whose only task was to traffic her out of the quarantine zone to the Fireflies while being a huge pain in the ass. By now she knew she cared a bit too much. Suddenly, he was no longer someone she could just quarrel with while trying to survive together. She'd already accepted and embraced the way the world made him be. So having felt this strongly about this man, She was aware that she needed to make every effort to save him; even if she didn't know what to do, where to go, or how to survive on her own. And he'd be mean, telling her she should've gone find Tommy and left him there to die. Still, she was unable to give up on him.

So with all these conflicted feelings about this man, Ellie started to realize Joel couldn't be just some random guy who was supposed to just smuggle her across what remained of the dangerous United States. He was already someone she cared for. She didn't know how to explain these feelings; she would've never even thought about it because there was not time between all the commotion and danger they would encounter. Now, though, she had time to reflect.

Ellie knew she was the first person who had been able to knock down all his barriers. She would always believe that Joel is a loving, loyal, and kind-hearted man who has just been struggling to survive the barren world of turmoil that has created mental scar tissue covering his more endearing qualities under all of that tough attitude. After that, Ellie would have started questioning her sanity when she slowly realized how much she was already involved. How much she loved the man that she couldn't let him go—even if it meant getting herself killed in the process.

Just when she thought she'd lost Joel for good hovering above David and smashing his head in, full of fright and despair and with her whole body shaking at the thought she'd never see him again, he'd grab her from behind and pull her closer and call her a baby girl. Soft words that she would never have imagined were intended for her. When he pressed his hand against her back and pulled her closer for a tight embrace, the poor girl's insides shivered when his face buried in the crook of her neck, trying to calm her racing heart down. Joel touched her most beautifully, and she fell apart right then. She had never experienced the sensation of a loving, grateful embrace like the one he had for her, and for the first time, she knew what it was like to love someone.

Ellie would have to keep her desire and sympathy for Joel hidden because why the hell would an old, experienced, hanky man like him want a 14-year-old girl? Ellie caught him multiple times peeking at her while she was changing her clothes or during some of those little innocent moments when she would stretch her arms up after a long day and her t-shirt would slide up an inch, causing him to stare at the revealed skin of her flat tummy. But even then, Ellie wouldn't allow herself to be as naive to think Joel would have inappropriate thoughts about her as she had about him. Instead, she would repress her emotions and value their existing bond.

It had only been a year since they moved to Jackson when Ellie realized that some of the old man's stares might not have been as innocent as she had led herself to believe. She'd catch him eyeing her figure when she'd wear jeans and t-shirts that would perfectly depict her body; especially if her clothes clung to her body after they both became wet, capturing the beauty of her body's shapes. Joel would also occasionally become unreasonably nervous around Ellie although he had no trouble with it before. He would beam at her more and stop by frequently, finding any excuse to drop by her place to check up on her. Joel may have been experiencing similar feelings, Ellie would then begin to realize, but neither of them would have the courage to take the initial step.

These thoughts brought Ellie back to her 16th birthday, one year after the realization Joel's eyes were anything but innocent; when she lost it with him in the space shuttle, letting her feelings show through by showing him that he could do more than gaze - and he let it happen. He wanted it. He ended up giving Ellie her very first orgasm. He taught her how to kiss with a tongue and he cum-stained his pants with her moans filling his mouth. And now they're both here, in his bed.

Ellie can't stop thinking back on the times she spent with Joel; her thoughts are a whirlwind of images and noises. She's happy. She has never felt happier. Peacefully dozing next to Joel, naked under his sheets, with his arm wrapped around her middle and his hot breath hitting the back of her neck, Ellie couldn't wish for a better morning.

Shifting uncomfortably, Ellie realized she needed to use the bathroom. Still, she doesn't want to wake Joel by getting up. The way the early morning light dances across his face. His soft, barely audible snoring, his lips slightly parted as his strong, hairy arms held her close. Taking hold of his hand and giving it a little stroke, she carefully lifts his arm and slips from his warm grasp. Her eyes pause at his big shoulders and his muscular, hairy chest as he sleeps soundly. Reaching for her t-shirt next to her, she puts it on, and with no panties on, she aims for the bathroom. Unfortunately, the little squeaky noise the floor makes as she's almost out of the bedroom wakes Joel up.

"She uses me and then sneaks out of my bed to leave me here." a raspy, tired voice startles her.

"Jesus!" the girl exclaims and twitches in a slight shock, turning her whole body toward him. "Why do you have to do this to me?" she giggles, her right hand on her beating heart.

"You're the one trying to run away."  he smirks. Ellie is fond of his husky morning voice.

"Yeah, well..." she makes a face. "I need to pee." she returns the smirk and heads to the bathroom which is just across the door.

Watching her leave the room, Joel can't help but eye her perfect, little naked bum. He's not even fully awake yet, but seeing his girl leave his bed naked from her waist down is sufficient to bring him back to life. He is still in shock at all of this. Is he dreaming? He and Ellie had sex last night. He can still feel her tight little pussy pulsing around his cock as he remembers giving her a mindblowing orgasm. As he indulges in these fresh and lovely recollections of her, he feels like an animal. But he knows that these butterflies in his gut must be something exceptional, though. 

Joel is quickly taken aback when he hears footsteps approaching. "I will never get used to this." he says scanning her with his eyes.

"Used to what?" she asks as she instinctively looks down her torso, following his eyes. Up until now, she didn't realize she was naked; in front of him. "Oh." she giggles.

"To..." he admires her body. "...this." he adds, studying her cute little mound where a patch of little curly hair is showing.

Observing his intense staring, she accelerates and leaps onto the bed, landing in front of him. Sitting up and leaning against the headboard, he makes more room for her. "Speaking of which..."

"Oh, there it is... the cheeky tone..." he smiles and teases.

"You still owe me something from last night." the redhead says playfully, tugging at his beard.

"I don't think I owe you anything." he laughs, having no idea what she means. However, given the kind of smile on her face, he can practically guarantee what she is thinking.

"You do." she smiles bashfully, flashing her eyebrows. "You know... you started something and then you haven't finished it." 

"I see." he gives her a snort-laugh. "You mean-" he doesn't have to say anything more because Ellie is quick to nod with a mischievous smile.

"Well, I don't know about that." he pretends to think back at what happened, scratching his beard. "Hm, I remember all the sounds you were making. I'm pretty sure I finished what I started." 

"But you didn't finish..." she adds weight to her words as she grabs his hand and guides it between her legs. "...THIS." There's something incredibly sensual about this moment; erotic enough for the old man to feel a twitch between his own.

"Aaaah..." he exclaims, playing dumb. 

"So?" she asks, pressing his hand flat onto her prickly folds. She doesn't want to say it out loud. She doesn't want to make it too clear what she needs from him. Yet her libido is over the top.

"Well, I don't know... still tired." he continues teasing, watching her eyes peering with confusion. "I might need your help."

"Help? How?" she laughs, looking at him quizzically.

"Well, since I'm kind of unable to move... you know, being so tired and all..." he starts and Ellie stares at him with curious eyes. "I'm gonna need you to-" he adds and cuts his own words by gripping Ellie by the hips tightly and pulling her on top of him.

Squeaking at the abrupt movement, she straddles him almost instantly and lets out a little foolish laugh. "What are you doing?"

"What if we try something new?" he asks, gripping her chin gently, and stroking his thumb over her bottom lip.

"What do you mean?" there's a tiny wavering tone, as she wouldn't expect him to have other plans. She's a little bit nervous when there are new things she has never done before. 

Joel notices the slight, overwrought look on her face. "Don't worry. It's nothing we wouldn't do before, it's just..." he chuckles as he gently pulls down the neckline of her t-shirt and places a wet kiss on her shoulder. "I'll just lie down like this..." he says, sliding flat down with his back, pressing against the mattress. "...and I'm gonna need you to sit on my face."

"SIT ON YOUR F-?" the girl's breath hitches, and her eyes widen. Her heart skips a beat as she feels a shiver run down her spine, a tingling sensation that spreads like wildfire through her entire body.

"Yes. I wanna bury my face into you." he admits, losing his inhibitions; he doesn't feel like he needs to tiptoe around Ellie anymore.

"I don't know." she's fidgets on his lap, a bit nervous. "I mean... this- You won't be able to breathe!" she chuckles, unable to imagine climbing on top of his face and possibly smothering him.

"I don't care, you're so fucking hot." he murmurs, running his hands across her flat, smooth stomach right under her t-shirt. "So freakin' beautiful, so perfect." he rests his hands on her hips, feeling her start moving back and forth on his crotch, searching for some friction. "Take that shirt off, sweetie. Let me see you."

He doesn't need to ask twice. Upon hearing his words, the redhead crosses her hands at the waist and pulls her t-shirt up. Yanking it over her head, she tosses it on on the other side from Joel. Those tiny little nubs and the lovely constellation of freckles on her chest. His compliments make her shy and she never knows how to react, but she loves it when he says nice things about her and how he loses control in her presence.

This is a moment truly worth savoring. His beloved girl swaying on top of him, grinding against his crotch for her pleasure. She is the most precious thing in his world, and he wants this vision of her to stay ingrained in his memory forever.

The feeling of Ellie's bum wriggling against his dick through the sheets is turning him on more than he's able to admit to himself. When a string of soft, quiet sighs starts leaving her mouth, he feels a desperate, needy throb between his thighs. He's getting hard and he still hasn't done anything. Those little moans and whimpers are going to be the death of him.

Smiling up at her before leaning up and craning her neck to kiss along her collarbone, he makes her shudder above him. "You're so needy. Mmm... does this turn you on this much?" he chuckles against her neck.

"Fuck." she hums, feeling pleasure drumming between her thighs as she begins to feel lightheaded. She wants so much more from him. "Yes, mm, it turns me on so fucking much." she pants, leaning down to kiss him. Her fingers thread through his hair, surprised by her own words. She can't believe how much the desire to be sexually aroused is taking over her mind. But she wouldn't always recognize herself in those words. She knew it was her libido talking. 

Swaying on top of him, her knees are almost buried into the mattress as she tries pushing onto him. Joel, though, as much as he's enjoying her doing so, being almost on the edge himself, he also doesn't want her to be just grinding on him like this. He wants to taste her. Slowing her down before she can get going, he stops her entirely, much to Ellie's dismay. "Wait. Don't you just hump me like that, you eager beaver. Come sit on my face already."

"Are you sure you want this?" she asks, her voice trembling at the feel of his hard cock pushing into her entrance. Ellie's boundaries are something she is always willing to test when being with Joel, but this position he wants her in is something she feels very insecure about. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that sitting on someone's face with your pussy lips spread open just above their mouth and nose is one of the most intimate things you can experience. And damn, it's her who's supposed to be in this seemingly embarrassing position.

Joel grabs her by her thighs and pulls her closer until she's sitting on his chest. Placing sharp kisses on her inner thighs, he breathes into them. "I'm more than okay with this." he looks up at her to give her a reassuring smile. "Now, get down here so I can taste you."

He smiles at her again, his mouth tentatively so close Ellie can feel his warm breath against her slick skin. His breath fanning against her throbbing pussy is enough to have her legs shaking already. She doesn't want to keep him waiting, so she slowly lowers herself down to his face, her knees buried in the mattress on each side of his head, until she's hovering just an inch above his hungry lips; noticeably worried about putting all of her weight on him. "Should I- should I do anything?"

"I've got you, baby girl. You just relax." he gives her an encouraging squeeze, waiting for her to budge, but she doesn't. Instead, she looks down into his eyes and nods simply, letting him know she's okay with all this. She takes a deep breath and watches as he lifts his head, closing the gap between her pussy and his lips.

Holding her steady, he takes a meticulous swipe, his sharp golden eyes instinctively looking up at her to gauge her reaction. When she offers him a delicious whine, he swipes again, even slower this time, until she reaches to grasp at the headboard, her thighs nearly giving in as she juts her pussy further in his face. "Oh-h, fhuck!" she whimpers softly as she attempts to apologize, but her words come out strangled when he continues licking broad stripes through her wet folds.

"Sit on me." he pulls her down further to his face. "Come on, I can take it."

Biting her lower lip, she does exactly as he says, and so she hesitantly lowers herself down until she's seated against his waiting mouth, his hot breath hitting her honey-glazed lips. Joel moans softly at the feel of her prickly pussy flushing against him, wasting no time in burying his tongue within her slick heat, feasting on her like a starved animal as soon as her essence coats his tongue. Diving into her while she's shaking above him is like diving into heady waters where his lips meet lips and his tongue meets the silky sensuality of a taste he could never know how to describe.

There's something about the way Ellie is above him. Her normally intense focus is pushed aside as his ministrations leave her a quivering mess above him. Her thighs are tense and shaking as she's desperately looking for something to hold onto, resulting in her pressing her right hand against the wall with an audible slap. If it weren't for his hands wrapped around her thighs, there would be a pretty good chance of her crashing onto his head, but oh God, what a way it would be to go out like this.

There is something so out of character about this position, but at the same time, there is something insanely intimate about the situation. For such a young girl like Ellie to be able to trust an old man like Joel, let alone be in such a vulnerable place.

"Mmmm, baby..." her pussy twitches and her scent emanates once again. This time, he is taking a slightly more aggressive approach. He's digging his nails into her thighs and sucking her folds between his lips, tugging on them and stretching them until they spring from his mouth, and then he does it all over again.

A hiss slips from between her lips as he keeps lapping with his tongue and sucking in her nectar. her sweet, slightly salty taste lingers on his tongue while she starts slightly moving her hips above him, helping him find the spot she's aching for. Her eyes squeezed shut, and her left hand lost itself in his hair.

Joel already knows all the places that make Ellie tick, so he starts pushing his tongue inside, not just once, but twice. Her juices string between his tongue and her pussy when he pulls it back, adding his thumb to stroke her clit in lazy, slow motions, driving her crazy.

"Oh god!" she cries out when Joel seals his lips around her clit instead, sucking and pressing on it with his tongue, feeling her body twitching to the sensation and letting her writhe in her seat. He's swiping his tongue horizontally, and vertically, flipping it back and forth.

The way her legs shake when he's circling his tongue around her nub makes Joel vibrate he can't help but hum against her pussy. Her energy speaks to him, and tells him what he needs to do. Not only does it speak to him, it infiltrates him. It fills his body and soul and lifts him to her level. He's so hungry for her, he's never felt this way about anyone. All Joel wants is to feel her cum all over his face.

Ellie moans breathlessly, her hands clutching the headboard, her hips rolling to the rhythm of his tongue wriggling inside against her walls. She looks so beautiful and so luscious from the below view that Joel has to snake his hands up her body, one taking her waist to steady her, not letting her slip away, while the other groping at her chest, thumb stroking her side, noticing that cute little trail of sweat along her belly button. "Shit, Jo-!" Ellie moans and whimpers, her body shuddering as she begins to fall apart under Joel's tongue.

Joel can sense it too, from the way she moves above him; she’s normally so stoic and controlled, yet every single movement she makes right now is a desperate shudder, her breathing ragged and uneven, her hips moving on their own accord. He can only work her up to a certain point before she knows he needs to bring her over the edge to become the epicenter of her world, if only for a lingering moment.

So he abandons her clit, this time exploring deeper inside, venturing to spots he'd neglected before to prevent sending Ellie over the edge too soon. He does everything in his power to make this moment last longer than he has any right to, using his mouth to bring wave after wave of ruin to her body until eventually she's so close, her body slowly turning to jelly.

The red head's moans are getting louder as the old man's tongue is fucking her hole while simultaneously rubbing her clit with his thumb in small, gentle circles, refusing to stop lapping on her juices. "Oh, fuck Joel, I think I'm gonna-" she pants, wanting a release, but his big manly hands refuse to let go of her thighs. Instead of letting go of her to grant her the release she so desperately needs, he squeezes her tightly onto himself, encouraging her to last a little longer. He's moving her manually now to grind against his face, as she can't take it anymore. "Fuck Joel... I can't, I'm-" her moans stuttered and ever so fitful as he reaches that place where she's everywhere and nowhere, feeling everything but nothing, trying to breathe but can't. That magical place where she's imploding and exploding all at once until she's messily cumming all over his face. Her juices run down his mouth and chin, her knees so weak she's shaking.

After drawing down her orgasm for as long as possible, his tongue slows down inside her folds, enjoying the last few seconds of being able to drink her honey, the most delicious thing he ever tasted on his tongue. If he had to describe Ellie's aftertaste, he'd say she tastes like salty-sweet pineapple sweat that he'd never think he could take in that much quantity. The glorious heat from her cum bathes him. He's basking in it, finding it difficult not to pump his hard dick at how Ellie's moving above him.

Ellie's whimpers and breathing start to ease. "Oh my God, that was- So fucking awesome." she pants and wriggles in his embrace, trying to lift herself, but Joel holds her firm against him, lapping up every last drop of her until there is next to nothing left, making her twitch and giggle because she's too sensitive to handle anymore. "Ow, easy!" she laughs, quickly pressing her hand between her clit and Joel's lips to prevent his mouth from continuing to tease her like that.

"Sorry. I couldn't help it." he chuckles, finally allowing her to pull away when easing his grip on her thighs.

"Fuck, Joel." she breathes heavily, her wobbly knees shaking as she crushes back to her side of the bed, completely breathless. When she props herself on her elbows and looks at Joel, she notices the sleek remnants of her lingering are still in his facial hair. When she sees him collect it on his thumb, bringing it up to his lips to clean it off, it makes her feel warm from head to toe for some reason.

Joel turns around with his whole body to face her, gripping his erection into his hand under the sheets to calm it down. "I love the way your body shakes when you cum this hard." offering her a lecherous grin.

The girl's face twinkles, her body glistening with a little sweat. "Joel?" she says, biting her lower lip. "Do you really like the way I taste down there?"

"Oh, hell yeah." he chuckles and gives her a half smile before letting out a satisfied sigh. "I already miss it now that you're done." he props his head on his elbow, staring at her bare hips and her chest, still rising and falling.

"You know..." she turns around to face him, propping her head with her elbow too. "I also wanna know what it tastes like."

"You wanna know what you taste like?" she will never stop surprising him. "I can kiss you so you can-" he says, leaning closer to her before she stops him.

"No! Eww, Joel." she wrinkles her nose and pushes his glistening lips away from hers.

"What? You didn't seem to mind me kissing you after I went down on you yesterday." he teasingly scoffs and smiles incredulously.

It never actually crossed Ellie's mind that she probably already tasted herself on his tongue during their foreplay the other day. "No, that's- That was-" she's trying to justify it because she's cornered right now, but she's helpless. "Ugh... fuck I guess I didn't realize that." she snort-giggles at her silliness.

"Then what's the problem?" he leans in for a kiss again but she stops him again.

"I meant you, you dumbass!" she exclaims and then lowers her voice. "I would like to taste YOU." she ducks her head to break eye contact and smiles faintly.

Joel clears his throat, she caught him off guard. He's well aware of what she has in mind, but what he doesn't know for sure is whether she just wants to have a lick after he finishes or whether she wants him to cum in her mouth. He's doing it again. He's having all these animalistic images in his head right now about her, and it's just not fair because Ellie's probably just curious. Stop taking advantage of this! he chides himself in his head, not realizing she's still waiting for his reaction.

"Joel?" she repeats, to capture his attention.

"Yeah... I mean, you sure? It's not that great." what is he doing? Is he trying to talk her out of it? He surely doesn't want to! But fuck, he loves when she's so open with him when it comes to sex and trying new things. But she caught him by surprise, and of course, he'd say something really stupid as a result of Ellie making him nervous.

"Well..." she says, leaning closer, sliding her hand under the blanket, feeling his by now just semi-hard cock. "Let ME be a judge of that."

Joel hisses at the squeeze she gives him and pulls away from her grip. "Wait... not now." he whispers, even though there's no need to. "Tommy's going to be here soon, we're on duty again."

"I'll make it quick." she gives him a suggestive smile, noticing Joel swallowing hard. There's no way he's so nervous about Tommy. It surely must have something to do with the way Ellie's so eager to taste his cum right away.

"Do you wanna get caught again?" he whispers, this time a bit louder and with a slightly serious tone in his voice.

"We ALMOST got caught." she emphasizes the words to mock his paranoia. "And why are you whispering?" she laughs. Finally letting go of him, withdrawing her hand from under the blanket. "Pfft, okay, weirdo."

"We should probably get dressed and, you know, get out of bed. He can't see us like this." he says and sighs in desperation because he would love for Ellie to go for it just now, but at the same time, he has to be the responsible one.

"Do you even get days off? You're always on patrol." Ellie asks, her eyes searching the bed for her panties.

"Tomorrow, actually." he snickers, putting on his underwear, occasionally glancing over at her doing the same. "What are you planning today?"

"I'm at the stables today." she stands up, pulling her jeans on, and buttoning them up. "Shimmer got used to me coming over every Wednesday and Friday, so I feel like she can sense when those days are coming. We share this bond." she smiles proudly, watching Joel get up, staring at his haired torso before he puts a shirt on. 

"Is that right?" he buttons his jeans and looks at his girl, enjoying her babbling about things she likes.

"Let's go downstairs, I'm starving."

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Ellie enjoys Fridays and Wednesdays the most; she's looking after the stables. Although it's her responsibility and like everyone else she has to contribute to the community by working a few days a week, she never thought this would be a pain in the ass. She is content with the horses. She gets to spend time with them, something she has always enjoyed. They say that working closely with horses soothes a wounded soul. Occasionally, Ellie would stop by the stables outside of work hours too. Sometimes, she would bring a book and simply spend time sitting in Shimmer's stall, reading. The horses have a calming effect on her, and it's pleasant to have them about.

While on stable duty, tasks include feeding, cleaning, and refilling water buckets, replacing fresh bedding, and mucking out stalls. Another important task is to check and pick the hooves once in a while. Ellie has only been able to do this with her horse, Shimmer, and Joel's whose name is Old Beardy. Usually timid, the other horses won't let the girl too close unless their owners are also there. 

By the time the afternoon rolls around, Ellie has been working for a while. Though she is clueless about the time, she senses that it is time to eat. Grooming Shimmer and trying to calm her empty stomach from making the weirdest fucking noises, the girl doesn't even hear the stable gate open. It's Dina and it looks like she has no intention of making a sound.  

"What are the two of you gossiping about?!" Dina says out loud, pinching Ellie's sides.

"Jes-Fuck!" the spooked girl drops the brush and quickly turns around. "You and Joel... I fucking swear!" she rests her hand on her pounding heart and laughs.

"Joel?" 

"You and Joel... you both are trying to kill me with these constant jumpscares."

"You love it." Dina pokes Ellie in the shoulder. "Sooo, you finished already?"

"Not yet." Ellie notes. "I still need to fill up the-" 

"Look what I have." the older girl doesn't let her finish, reaching out in her back pocket. "Wanna try some?"

Ellie's eyes widen, and her brows shoot up in surprise when the thing her friend rolls between her fingers looks like a joint. "Where did you get that?!" she whispers loudly, looking around making sure no one sees.

"What do you think." Dina snorts, offering her a half smile. "Eugene was busy this year." she says, reaching for a lighter in her other pocket. "I think it's time for you to give it a try."

"Umm..." the freckled girl rubs the back of her neck nervously. "I don't know. I don't even know how to- you know... inhale that thing."

"I'll teach you how to do it." Dina grabs Ellie's hand and leads her out of the stables, dragging her behind the timber building. Although the area behind the barn is modest, the woodshed and other outbuildings surrounding it make it a perfect hiding place.

"Okay, so... here we go." Dina stops in front of a closed dumpster and climbs on top of it. "Up you go." she reaches out with her hand, helping her friend up.

Ellie feels a bit nervous because this is something she has never done before. But it's also so very exciting at the same time. "So now what?" she asks, rubbing her palms on her thighs, smiling faintly.

Dina places the joint between her lips. With a flick of her lighter, she illuminates the end. "You just light it like this..." she explains. "Then inhale deeply." she demonstrates, drawing in a long breath before holding it. Several seconds pass before she exhales, a small cough escaping her at the end. "You gotta hold it in for a bit before letting it all out." the older girl advises, her voice slightly rough. "And you gotta really gasp it in, you know? Like if someone just scared the living shit out of you." she takes another hit, then passes the joint over to the redhead, eyes already glazed.

Ellie clumsily takes it between her fingers, glancing over at Dina with a smirk. "You've smoked before." she remarks, the words hanging in the air between them as both a question and an assertion of fact. There's a knowing glint in her eyes, a subtle challenge in her tone as she waits for her friend's response.

"Yeah, well, no one has to know." Dina smirks mischievously, reaching for Ellie's hand and guiding the joint towards her mouth. "Part your lips just a little..." she instructs, her voice barely above a whisper. "...and now inhale slowly, like you're taking a deep breath." her eyes sparkle with a knowing glint as she coaxes the young girl to take her first tentative puff of the illicit substance. Ellie's pulse quickens. The forbidden thrill of smoking weed sends a rush through her veins, but it's eclipsed by the electric tension crackling between her and Dina. This moment suddenly feels charged with the intimacy that Ellie isn't prepared to handle. So close to guiding her through the unfamiliar sensations, her warm breath ghosting over her own face. The young girl's skin prickles with goosebumps and she flushes, certain that her friend is doing this on purpose.

"Hold your breath for a few more seconds." she instructs in a hushed tone, suppressed amusement dancing in her eyes as she watches the freckled girl strain to obey. But before Dina can offer further guidance, it all goes awry. Ellie's overfilled lungs rebel against the unnatural stillness as a strangled cough burst forth, followed by another and another. "F-fuck! Shit!" Ellie sputters between violent spasms. "Godddamn it, that's fucking awful!" she doubles over, clutching her heaving middle, face scrunched up in pained contortion.

Dina laughs. "You did it all wrong!" she mocks her.

Ellie glares at Dina, her eyes watering from the smoke. "Yeah, well screw you then!" she coughs again, doubling over.

Dina snatches the joint from her hand. "More for me then, unless you want to try again?"

"I can't fucking breathe!" the girl's laughter morphs into another round of hacking coughs. "And the putrid stench! Why does it reek so goddamn bad?"

"Oh Ellie, you're so innocent." Dina says with a cute, derisive smile.

If only you knew... Ellie thinks to herself, remembering all the things she's done that most definitely do not qualify as innocent. But she keeps it to herself for now. "I'm not!" she blurts out, feeling the need to defend herself. She's going to have to back that up somehow.

Dina takes another drag, looking directly at Ellie with a raised eyebrow. "Oh really? Tell me then, how not innocent are you?"

Ellie squirms under her intense gaze, looking absolutely adorable as she struggles to find the right words. "Yeah, well, it's none of your business!" she finally retorts, using the teasing tone as an easy out. Telling her friend the whole truth is absolutely not an option. That information is staying locked away in her secret vault forever. If she ever found out the real her, her image of sweet, innocent Ellie would be shattered. 

Dina grins, tilting her head. "And what about guys, huh? You ever had a boyfriend?" amongst the laughter and buzz of the weed, Dina takes the opportunity to prod at Ellie's dating life, curiosity getting the better of her. "Like, seriously, I'm not teasing. I'm just curious is all."

Ellie scoffs, a nervous smile playing on her lips. "Nope. But does some dude who once tried putting the moves on me at Fedra count?" She plucks the joint from Dina's fingers, flashing a cheeky grin.

Dina narrows her eyes, considering the question. "Depends. Did his smooth talk charm the pants right off you?"

Jumping down from the dumpster with unexpected agility, Ellie takes another drag, holding it in until she can't anymore. Smoke billows from her mouth as she coughs, then clears her throat. "He was like..." she says, pitching her voice comically low. "'hEy, ElLiE, I lIkE yOuR pOnY tAiL." giggling, she continues. "And I was all, 'Thanks, I did it myself.' and he just stared at me for a while and then he walked away"

Dina bursts into uncontrollable laughter, her body shaking with mirth. "Oh, man Ellie! Has anyone ever told you how hilarious you are?" she guffaw, her knees weakening from the intense laughter that had taken hold of her.

Seeing Dina laugh this hard was infectious, and soon Ellie finds herself joining in, the two girls cackling uncontrollably. "Here..." Ellie manages to say between fits of laughter, handing her the joint. "Take it, I think I've had enough."

Dina hops down from the dumpster, instinctively grabbing Ellie's shoulders to steady herself. "Shit, sorry." she giggles sheepishly, now face-to-face with Ellie. "I have to ask though... have you ever kissed someone before?" She takes another long drag, gazing at Ellie with a flirtatious smirk.

"Why do you ask?" Ellie scoffs, nervously shuffling her foot and avoiding eye contact.

Dina steps closer, capturing Ellie's eyes with her intense stare. "I heard it feels way more intense when you're high."

"I, um, I don't..." before the nervous girl can stammer out a full answer, her friend's lips abruptly press against hers in a sudden, unexpected kiss.

Ellie's eyebrows shoot up in shock as Dina's mouth lingers on her own. She wants to recoil at first but gets lost in her alluring perfume wafting up from her skin. The enticing scent paralyzes Ellie, rooting her in place.

Unbeknownst to Ellie, precious seconds have passed, and one of Dina's hands has come up to gently cradle her face. Deepening the kiss with soft urgency, Dina's lips are moving persuasively against hers. The freckled girl's head is spinning, thoughts jumbled. What the fuck am I doing?! she thinks deliriously, only snapping out of her trance when she feels the warm flick of Dina's tongue tracing her bottom lip, silently asking for permission.

"Wait, what are you doing?" Ellie's voice trembles slightly as she takes a step back, putting some distance between them.

Dina's heart sinks as she realizes she's overstepped. "Shit, I'm so sorry Ellie. I didn't mean to go that far, I just..." she trails off, her words getting lost in a muddled mix of emotions.

But Ellie is already shaking her head, her expression a mix of regret and panic. "I can't... I'm sorry." with those parting words, she turns and flees, leaving her stunned friend behind.

"Fuck, I'm sorry!" Dina calls after her retreating figure, her voice tinged with remorse and self-recrimination. She curses herself for being foolish enough to hope Ellie would return her feelings. All she can do is watch helplessly as the girl vanishes around the corner, wishing she could take back her impulsive actions.

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Joel had been back home for a while now, trying to keep himself occupied after his final shift. He took a refreshing shower, let his thoughts drift to Ellie, and then ate a meal, finding his mind wandering to her once again. Even doing the dishes he hated became a welcome distraction, a futile effort to keep his mind from dwelling on Ellie too much. It wasn't working though. He wished she had been with him on patrol, but the comfort of knowing she was safe at home was enough to keep those thoughts at bay.

Normally, he would expect to find Ellie waiting for him at his place. But he wasn't so sure about this time. He still felt uncertain about her feelings for him. In a moment of passion, as their bodies moved together in intimate love, the words "I love you" had slipped from his lips. He immediately regretted saying it, knowing he shouldn't have spoken them, especially at that heated moment. Ellie understood his love, but he had never actually voiced those three words before, nor had she. Now he feared he had said them too soon, at the wrong time. Ellie had been lost in sensation, climbing towards her peak of pleasure - it was possible she hadn't even heard him.

Joel feels helpless, consumed by his feelings for the 16-year-old. He knows it's wrong, that people would judge him harshly if they knew the depths of his infatuation. But it's more than just a physical attraction, though her nubile body and soft curves are undeniably alluring. It's the undeniable chemistry between them, the way their souls seem to intertwine despite the huge chasm of years separating them.

He's enthralled by her radiant smile and mesmerizing green eyes that draw him in like gravity. The dusting of freckles adorning her pale skin, forming secret constellations across her shoulders and above the swell of her breasts. The way her pert nose crinkles in consternation when she thinks someone is being foolish. But even more, it's the kindness and empathy in her tender heart. Her unbridled bravery in the face of danger. The pure joy that lights up her face at life's smallest pleasures. She's the final vital piece he never knew his existence was missing. From the moment he met her, Joel understood that she was destined to be his.

After learning that Ellie wasn't home yet, Joel made his way through the town to search for her. He knew today was the monthly community gathering at the old cinema on the far side of Jackson, an event the residents anticipated all month. The whole town would crowd into the converted theater, with its comfortable seats and makeshift screen of hanging sheets, to watch a film chosen by popular vote. These movie nights were a highlight for both Ellie and Joel, a rare slice of levity. But now, as the sun began to sink his last hope was the stables, the place Ellie often retreated to after her duties were done, seeking solace amidst the whinnies and hay-scented air. 

The stable gate creaks as Joel pushes it open and steps inside. Sunlight filters through the rafters, illuminating the gleaming coats of the horses in their stalls. As his eyes adjust, he spots Ellie standing by Shimmer's enclosure, deep in conversation with Maria.

Curiosity piques, Joel ambled over, boots crunching on the straw-strewn floor. "Hey." he calls out, both a greeting and an inquiry.

"Hey!" Maria exclaims excitedly, as if seeing Joel makes her incredibly happy. She lifts a camera that hangs around her neck on a strap. "Come here Joel, I want a picture of you and Ellie with Shimmer! We're saving up memories." she's smiling, probably thrilled about the town coming together for this event.

Joel chuckles and walks towards Ellie. "Hey there, kiddo." he says quietly as he approaches her, gently stroking her shoulder to show how glad he is to see her. Ellie simply replies "Hey." but doesn't even glance his way. Joel can sense that something is amiss.

A click of the camera is heard as Maria takes an impromptu photo. "Perfect! I'll bring it by later once I finish printing all the pictures." Maria says as she turns to leave. "Are you sure you don't want to come watch the movie, Ellie? I really think you'd love it..."

Ellie just shakes her head. "No thanks, I'll stay here with my boy." she coos at Shimmer in a deeper voice, scratching behind his ear. "rIgHt YoU lItTlE rAsCaL."

Maria turns to Joel. "How about you Joel? Are you coming to the movie?" Joel tries hard to conceal his worried expression because as much as he hates to admit it, something is definitely off about Ellie. She never turns down a movie night. Her usually bubbly demeanor is missing. Something's wrong.

"Don't worry about me. Go and enjoy." 

When the stable doors creak shut with a thud behind the older woman, Joel's concerned gaze immediately shifts to Ellie. "Hey, what's bothering you?" he asks gently, his large hand coming to rest on the small of her back. He strokes her through her shirt, his touch tender and comforting.

Ellie turns to face him, her green eyes clouded with some unseen emotion. "I'm fine." she mumbles, but her tone lacks conviction. Joel frowns slightly, squeezing her shoulder.

"I know something's on your mind. Where's a quirky girl?" he seems to soften the moment her eyes meet his, a flicker of protectiveness and care crossing his face.

Ellie sighs heavily, glancing away. "I don't want to talk about it now if that's alright?" she lifts his hand from her back, lacing their fingers together and giving him a quick, grateful squeeze. "I'll tell you later, okay? I don't want to waste our evening wallowing in it."

The old man studies her for a long moment before reluctantly nodding. "Alright... if you're sure you don't want to talk. I'm here when you're ready." his thumb rubs small circles on her knuckles as he holds her hand. Ellie manages a small smile of thanks, and he returns it, relief evident on his face when some of the worry leaves her eyes.

Joel appreciates her mysterious air, even if it probes his curiosity. Rather than push her, he opts for gentle affection instead. Stroking her soft cheek with his knuckles, his rugged smile lights up his weathered face. "Okay then." he murmurs, pulling her slight frame into his strong arms. Cupping her chin, his dark eyes met hers, both tender and earnest. "I'm here, kid. You can tell me anything. Anytime."

Ellie shivers under his romantic touch, her body melting into his knowing embrace. Rising up on tiptoe to meet his height, she seeks out his lips. Joel wastes no time to lean into it. At first, the kiss is just gentle and sweet, but it changes the moment Ellie wraps her arms around his neck and leans into the kiss eagerly, slipping her tongue inside his mouth.

"Oh, oh, what's gotten into you, kiddo?" he laughs breathlessly as he breaks the kiss, his thumb hooked around her chin, holding her jaw. A spark of mischief dances in her eyes.

"Nothing." she coos, batting her lashes. "I just wanna make out." she says, hooking a finger behind his belt and tugging insistently. "Wanna help me forget what's messed with my mood?" she bites her lip. Feeling his hands slide down her sides, he squeezes at her hips appreciatively. With a nod of assent, the girl propels herself back up to claim his mouth once more, kissing him with wild abandon as she'd craved.

She clings to him with passionate fervor and searing intensity, her desire proving more than enough to make this moment entirely his. Joel's hands slide down her curves, gripping her thighs firmly as he effortlessly hoists her up, coiling her legs around his waist and pulling her flush against him until they are eye to eye. Letting out a breathless squeal of delight, she is intoxicated by the strong masculine scent that envelops her and the delicious way his strong hands knead her ass, leaving her weak in the knees and utterly crazed.

Their hungry kisses intensify, their tongues tangling together in a desperate dance as the thrill of possibly being caught heightens their desire. Lost in the heat of the moment, any thoughts of propriety or restraint fade away. Ellie presses herself against him, her body undulating with need as she sighs wantonly into his mouth. Breaking the kiss, a glistening strand of saliva briefly connects their parted lips. "Over there." she pants, her finger pointing to an empty stall. Without hesitation, Joel sweeps her up in his arms and stumbles towards their destination, intentionally tumbling them both onto a soft mound of hay, nearly squashing the petite girl beneath his weight as they land in a tangle of limbs. "Sorry." his laughter mingles with hers as they settle into their makeshift bed, not caring about anything else besides sating their all-consuming hunger for each other's touch.

Ellie straddles Joel, her lips trailing feverish kisses along the sensitive skin of his neck. The arousing sensation makes his hands drift down to grope and knead her tiny bum with a delicious blend of firmness and gentleness. Joel nuzzles her earlobe, prompting a gasp that sends a rush of heat to his core as her panting breath tickles the tender hollow just below. His body responds instinctively, growing stiff and insistent against the confines of his trousers. They're in a public place, bodies entwined and amorous, flies half-undone... It's wrong, he knows it is. But the taboo thrill, the electric charge of being exposed like this, is dizzying in its intensity.

Feeling overwhelmed, he's ready to surrender to his desires at any moment. His body yearns for more as he wraps his muscular arms around Ellie from behind. Feeling he can't withstand the tension any longer, he rolls them over so he is on top, dominating the position. With half of his body pressed into hers, one of his knees slips between her legs. His hand slides down her clothed stomach and deftly under the waistband of her jeans.

But Ellie is quick to grab his wrist, halting his advances. "Not on your life!" she mumbles playfully against his neck as she pulls his hand away to meet his lustful gaze. Pushing at his chest, he rolls off of her onto his side. "It's my turn now." the redhead declares with a giggle as she sits up next to him, her fingers fumbling clumsily with his belt buckle, trying to undo it.

"Ellie, what are you doing?" he chuckles, watching her slender fingers trying to get inside his pants.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" she rolls her eyes and giggles teasingly before flicking the button open.

"Here?!" he gasps loudly. "What if somebody comes down here and-" he can't even finish the sentence as he feels her hand gently grasping his cock and pulling it out from his underwear, being completely overwhelmed by the sensation of her tiny hand wrapped around his hardening shaft. They both feel it twitch with anticipation, his arousal growing by the second.

"Nobody's gonna come down here." she smirks, her eyes locking with his. "They all watch the stupid movie." Without warning, her soft palm squeezes his cock and he lets out a choked sound. She takes her time stroking him, running her hand from the tip right down to the base. Joel shudders but remains still, transfixed by the sight of her fist gliding up and down. Her fingers brushing through his short pubic hair, making him throb with need in her grasp.

This is driving him wild. Joel groans deeply when her thumb starts caressing the sensitive head of his hard cock. The delicious friction is almost too much to bear, so he can't help but moan his appreciation. "You're so good at this, sweetheart. It feels incredible." he praises breathlessly. Ellie smiles at his reaction, biting her lip as she spreads his pre-cum around the tip with her thumb. Seeing the slick bead of liquid stick to her thumb turns her on immensely. 

Joel's breathing hitches when Ellie leans down and mouths up the side of his shaft. He hisses at the exquisite feel of her wet lips and tongue gliding over his sensitive skin. She's teasing him mercilessly, working her way up, until finally, she takes him into her mouth. "Oh, God..." Joel groans, the heat is mind-blowing. He can hardly believe this is happening, especially in the stables where they could get caught at any moment. Smiling against his cock, she loves the feeling of his veins pulsing against her palm. He's in a haze thinking about the potentially scandalous consequences if someone discovers them now with his cock down this little girl's eager mouth. Hissing through his clenched teeth, his hips buck up involuntarily.

Ellie pulls back. "Easy there!" her lips glistening. "I haven't even started yet." she laughs softly before leaning in again to get her mouth back on him, and this time putting her tongue to more profound work, circling it with the slowest of motions. Pretending it's a lollipop, she's licking over it, sucking, swallowing, and hollowing her cheeks as she tries to get as much of his flavor as she can while running her tongue over the slit. There is a muffled curse above him, but he holds still. He has to; it's Ellie's mouth wrapped around him, and he wants to prolong it. 

This is only the second time she has taken Joel into her mouth. Still unsure of the optimal techniques, she is proceeding slowly and carefully to acclimate herself. It doesn't take long for her to establish an easy, fluid rhythm. Her head begins to bob up and down as she gradually takes more of his length into the wet heat of her mouth, finding a depth that is both comfortable for her and intensely pleasurable for him. Soon, a mixture of her saliva and his arousal start to slide down his rigid shaft and drip over her fingers as she expertly strokes the base of his cock and caresses his sack. Her tongue twirls and swirls around his most sensitive areas, teasing and tantalizing him with her inexperienced yet enthusiastic efforts.

Wriggling under her touch, he doesn't know how to respond so he reaches out to place a hand tentatively between her shoulder blades, his thumb stroking clumsily over the thin fabric of her t-shirt as a way to convey his growing pleasure. Focused intently on pleasuring him, she can't see his face but she watches the flexing of his pudgy belly where his shirt is rucked up and listens to the little sounds of bliss that escape him. He seems to be getting close to the edge, his breathing now ragged and desperate. Every time she sucks harder, circling her tongue around the swollen, almost purple head, she has the old man whimpering.

Trying to bring him over that threshold, Ellie begins to bob her head in a faster rhythm, bringing her hand up higher to stroke more of his length as she works him with her mouth. She can tell he's enjoying this and she wants nothing more than to feel him lose control completely.

"Fuck, Ellie, it feels incredible." he whispers breathlessly, his curious fingers tangling in her silky hair. As the girl's lips and tongue work their magic, he can't fathom how he had ever found release with anyone else. It's as if his body had been waiting for her touch all along. "If you keep this up, I won't last much longer." he chuckles, gripping her hand as it massages his hairy, sensitive balls. The obscene wet sounds of her mouth are driving him wild.

Joel grunts and writhes, his senses overwhelmed by the girl's skilled ministrations. He wants to watch her mouth glide up and down his shaft, but his eyelids grow heavy, head lolling back as a low, guttural moan rumbles in his chest. Ellie takes him apart piece by piece, her quick tongue swirling around his weeping tip while her hand pumps and squeezes his throbbing length. "Fuck, Ellie..." he gasps, struggling to form words through ragged breaths. "I'm... I'm gonna... If you don't want me to-"

She hums around him, doubling her efforts, sucking harder, uncaring if he makes a mess. Ellie revels in her power to unravel this strong, stoic man with her mouth alone.

"Fuck... I'm- I'm-" Joel warns with a desperate groan, hips bucking wildly. Ellie releases him just in time, gripping the base of his cock and aiming it away. Her fist pumps in a blur as Joel throws his head back with a strangled cry when thick ropes of cum erupt, splattering the ground beside them. Watching with satisfaction, she admires her handiwork as he rides out his sweet orgasm. 

The majority of his seed ends up in the hay right beside them, while the rest flows down his length and Ellie's still-fisted hand that grips him so tightly. The warm, silky fluid coating her fingers sends tingles down her spine. In that moment, nothing feels more sensual or intimate than this. She would lie if she said that the thought of leaving her mouth on him when he was about to cum didn't cross her mind, but for some reason, she still hesitated at the last second.

Ellie finds herself filled with awe as she watches the last waves of his climax subsiding, his member still twitching faintly against her palm and leaking the final spurts of his release. Overcome with desire, she leans down and enfolds his sensitive head between her lips once more, this time savoring the salty-sweet taste of his essence coating her tongue with it. Swirling her tongue around his tip slowly and delicately, she works him through the last shudders of pleasure. Just as Ellie looks up at him, she can see his face slack with shock, his eyes wide and unblinking. An unreadable expression plays across his features as he struggles to process what she has just done, her lips still glistening with his seed.

Licking her lips, she savors the unfamiliar taste. "Well, it has..." she observes with a playful smile. "...a kind of sweet quality to it." her eyes sparkle with mischief as she releases her grip on his base. "Also, it's a bit salty. Funny, I didn't expect that." the smile she gives him is pure sex, full of sensual knowing. It's the smile of an innocent girl who has just done something naughty and loved every second of it, leaving him weak in the knees.

"Yeah, I guess I'm no prize." he jokes, hoping no one will notice the suspicious wet spot on his jeans as they head back out into the daylight. "Though you taste an awful lot better than I do." he adds with a wink.

Ellie giggles and releases his softening cock, giving it an affectionate little pat. "Well, you're no cotton candy, mister. But I definitely enjoy your flavor." she leans in close, her lips brushing Joel's ear as she whispers. "Just don't go telling everyone. I have a reputation to uphold, you know."

"You're such a little goof, aren't ya?" he strokes her arm. with a little laugh.

"Is my taste salty too?" her eyes widen with curiosity as she wipes her hand on the hay, raising an eyebrow questioningly.

Joel averts his gaze, looking a bit shy about having to discuss something so intimate with her. "A little salty, yeah... but more sweet." he mumbles. Then, almost as an afterthought, he adds. "You should try it."

The minute the words leave his mouth, he wants to kick himself. What a thing to say to a young girl! He flushes and stares at his feet.

Ellie just smiles impishly. "Is that something you'd like to see me do?" she asks, a knowing glint in her eye. She may be inexperienced, but she's not naive about men's desires.

Joel freezes. Of course Ellie would call him out on his obvious innuendo. He didn't expect her to ask him directly, in her typical blunt fashion. But once the words were spoken, he can't help picturing the erotic scene and nodding eagerly, a goofy grin spreading across his face.

"Okay." she says, as if making a mental note. "Noted."

"We were pretty lucky no one came walking by here, huh? Can you imagine someone stumbling on us like this?"

"Yeah, that would've been super awkward." the young gril agrees, her eyes widening at the thought. "I don't know how we would've explained it."

"So..." he starts, buttoning his jeans. "I know you said you don't want to talk about it. But you know, do you maybe wanna-"

But before he can finish his question, Ellie blurts out her confession. "I kissed Dina!" the words tumbled from her mouth in a rush. "I mean... she kissed me, but I kissed her back... and I... God, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to- It wasn't right, I shouldn't have-" her voice cracks with emotion as she pours her heart out. Confessing it to Joel now, with their own intimacy still fresh between them, makes it feel like the ultimate betrayal. Hot tears pricked at the corners of her eyes.

"Whoa, slow down." Joel says gently, placing a comforting hand on her bent knee. "Hey, it's okay. Don't apologize, not to me. You don't have to feel sorry for anything." his kind eyes meeting hers, filled with understanding and acceptance. "It's okay." he repeats softly. "I get it. Nothing to beat yourself up over."

Swallowing back the lump in her throat, she looks at him. "But I thought that once we-"

Joel picks up on her unspoken worries, finishing her thought with disarming sincerity in his gentle voice. "You thought that once we had sex, I was going to lock you up, not letting anyone else get near you?" realizing this misconception has troubled her throughout, he aims to set her mind at ease by assuring her his feelings were never about possessing or controlling her. Cracking a playful joke, he adds with an affectionate chuckle. "I mean, now that I think about it... I'd love to lock you up and never let you go." his hand caresses her knee tenderly, giving it an affectionate squeeze as he teases her lightheartedly, coaxing a smile to her anxious face and dispelling the uncomfortable undercurrent between them.

Ellie chuckles, amused by Joel's carefree demeanor. His charm seems to always win her over. She can only imagine how much he'd adore having her all to himself - lounging together in his bed, casually strolling around his living room in just her underwear while they coo over sappy movies, getting lost in each other's bodies and forgetting about everything else, even skipping meals.

"So..." she interjects into the momentary silence hanging between them. "Does that mean we're okay?" she asks tentatively, her puppy dog eyes searching his face for reassurance.

"Of course we are." he replies with a warm smile.

"I thought you were gonna get jealous." she remarks playfully, trying to steer the conversation in a lighter direction.

"I am." her chuckles, bumping his shoulder against hers affectionately. "But unless you're marrying your friend, I don't have anything to worry about." he shoots her a cheeky wink.

Ellie erupts into laughter. "Yeah, pfft, that's not going to happen." she scoffs dismissively with an exaggerated eye roll. Sighing in relief, she's surprised to find explaining the situation to Joel went smoother than expected.

"Look, I gotta ask this, but..." he trails off, making her shift uncomfortably. She raises an eyebrow, inviting him to continue. "Did you like the kiss? You said you kissed her back." he asks tentatively, the image of Ellie kissing another girl makes his stomach flutter. 

She looks away, fidgeting. "Erm..." she begins hesitantly, her eyes falling to her crotch. "I don't know, tt was different." she clears her throat. "Her lips were really soft, way softer than yours. Mostly I was just curious about it, but yeah, pretty awkward overall." she admits with a grimace.

He presses further. "Awkward because you didn't want the kiss, or awkward because you weren't as into it as she was?"

Ellie sighs heavily, clasping her knees tightly. "It was awkward 'cause I knew she had a thing for me, and I still kissed her back. Then I ran off. So yeah, super awkward." she says, embarrassed. "I shouldn't have done that. Now I'm nervous about seeing her again."

He leans in close and places a gentle kiss on her temple. "You'll be fine, sweetheart. She's probably feeling weird about it too. You guys'll get past this awkwardness. Give it time."

Ellie's tone shifts as she considers an alternate possibility. "What if I liked the kiss, though? Would we still be okay?"

Joel intertwines his fingers with hers, giving a reassuring squeeze. "Of course we would, kiddo. You don't have to waste your whole life on an old coot like me. This is an open thing, y'know? You do what you want."

Ellie lets out an amused chuckle at the old fart quip. "Alright." she agrees, her heart skipping a beat at his earnest words.

"And hey, if you ever need somethin' else, I ain't gonna hold it against ya." he says gently, cupping her cheek. "Just remember, if ya ever want somebody who's gonna wake up every mornin' wantin' you..." he brushes a feather-light kiss against her lips, following it up with the sweetest peck on the tip of her nose. "...just make it me."

The butterflies in her stomach flutter wildly. "I'll keep that in mind." she smiles, her cheeks flushed and her pulse racing at the promise in his eyes.

"Oh, and before I forget..." Joel says as he pats her on the knee and quickly gets up. "The old fart planned something for you. Meet me in the backyard at midnight. And no peeking through the doors before then!"

Before Ellie can open her mouth to respond with questions, he rushes out of the barn door. He did this on purpose, knowing full well that the girl would have peppered him with queries if given the chance. After all these years together, he knows her so well.

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The clock strikes midnight as Ellie bounds out into the shared backyard. Her heart races with anticipation - what surprise could the grizzled old survivor have in store for her? Though she hadn't dared peek earlier, the mere possibility it could be something intimate sent a shiver down her spine.

As eager as she is, Ellie finally flings open the door to a moonlit scene. Joel is nowhere to be seen, but a blanket is spread invitingly on the grass, illuminated by a glowing lantern; laden with Tupperware containing sandwiches, fruit, and chips - a makeshift picnic courtesy of her well-meaning but domestically-challenged companion. Her mind whirls with the purpose behind it all. Picnics are a thing lovers do. Is Joel trying to say something?

No, she shakes her head, that is just wishful thinking. This man is the furthest thing from deceitful - he does kind things simply because it is in his nature to do so. Still, Ellie can't fully quell the hope fluttering in her chest as she settles cross-legged on the blanket.

At that moment, a familiar voice rumbles out from the direction of the house. "You made it. I was starting to think you got lost."

Ellie looks over to see Joel emerging with a thermos in hand, no doubt bearing the herbal tea he always keeps on hand. "Nah, just enjoying the ambiance!" she calls back with a grin.

Joel returns the smile, but there is a tension in his jaw that sets her on edge. "I wanted to do something nice for you." he settles beside her and begins pouring her a cup.

Ellie accepts it gratefully, sipping at the honeyed brew. "It's great... looks like you even remembered my favorite."

That coaxes another smile from him. "Sheesh, it's not like it's hard to guess. Herbal tea, five sugars."

Her insides twist at his words, he remembers the little things.

"Hey, what's this all about anyway?" she asks teasingly as she sips the tea, the warmth of the liquid spreading through her chilled fingertips.

Joel takes the mug from her hand, setting it down gently on the grass beside them. "Here, come lie on your back for a sec." he says, doing so himself and patting the blanket invitingly.

Ellie grins mischievously. "So you just wanted to trick me into making out, huh? Is that what this is really about?"

"Knock it off, smartass... and just lie down already." he clicks his tongue playfully as he tugs her down onto the blanket with him. They both end up on their backs, the vast expanse of the starry sky stretched out above them like a celestial map.

"It had to be at midnight because... well, you can't see it otherwise." he explains, his gaze drifting upwards. "Look up there." he points a finger at the night sky. "I'm not exactly an astronomy expert but that constellation up there? I'm pretty sure that's Delphinus. The Dolphin."

Ellie glances over at him briefly, her eyes sparkling with amusement, before turning her eager gaze back to the heavens. Joel continues his impromptu star lesson, swaying his finger across imaginary lines between the distant twinkling lights.

"There, see how those stars up there... they almost look like they're swimming through the sky. Five of 'em forming the Dolphin. The body's these four stars here and that lone one... probably the tail, I'd guess." he finishes his explanation, glancing back over at Ellie to gauge her reaction. She's still lying there smiling at him, the starlight illuminating her face and making her look even more beautiful than he remembered. The night breeze rustles the leaves around them.

Ellie's heart melts as Joel explains the constellations to her, revealing that he learned about the stars just to share this moment together. "Aww." she coos under her breath, turning to admire the way the moonlight illuminates his face as he tries so earnestly to show her he cares.

Joel feels her gaze and turns to meet her eyes. "What?"

"Did you really learn all this, just so you could stargaze with me?" she asks, grinning from ear to ear.

"Well, Tommy and I found an old bookstore a few days back, before... everything changed between us." he stammers. "So I grabbed this book and read some of it and-"

"That's so fucking sweet." she gushes, her heart fluttering as Joel reveals this thoughtful gesture, his awkward sincerity making the moment all the more precious. She finds his nervous babbling absolutely endearing. In this perfect night beneath the stars, this man's simple act of care and affection feels like the most loving thing the girl has ever known.

"And there's more." he says, turning his head back to fixate his gaze on the night sky once again. "The Delphinus constellation is bordered by stars named... let's see now... Vulpecula, Sagitta, Aquila, Aquarius... shoot, there's one more... Equuleus and Pegasus." he quickly swivels his head back towards her, hoping his impressive astronomical knowledge has earned him her admiration and approval.

Ellie is struggling to maintain a straight face, Joel's adorable mispronunciation of the star names threatening to make her burst out laughing at any moment. Her eyes sparkle with delight at his childlike enthusiasm.

"And why did you pick that particular star?" she asks, propping herself up on her elbows, her joyful grin now impossible to conceal. "There are so many other stars you could have chosen from."

Joel sits up and reaches underneath the blanket, pulling out a piece of cardstock paper which he hands to Ellie. "Well, because I kind of named it for you." he explains sheepishly.

Ellie sits up fully now, gently accepting the paper with trembling hands. It's an official document from a star registry with her name written neatly on it. Her voice begins to quiver with emotion. "Are you kidding me?!" she exclaims in wonder. "How on earth did you manage that?" Ellie looks at Joel with pure love and adoration shining in her eyes.

Joel chuckles nervously, pointing to the certificate. "Well, I couldn't actually do it officially. I just stuck this paper on someone else's name and tried to write yours on it so it would look real." he explains. Ellie smiles broadly, finding him utterly adorable as he describes his gift to her. In her mind, this sweet gesture surpasses even taking her to space. "I can frame it for you if you want." Joel starts to suggest.

But before he can finish, the girl reaches up to cup his bearded cheek, stroking it gently with her thumb. Then she leans in, pressing her soft lips to his in a slow, sleepy kiss. This is different from their usual kisses. Nuzzling her nose against his, their mouths fall open together in a tender embrace.

"I love you too, Joel." she parts her lips from him, resting her forehead against his as she gazes into his eyes with pure adoration. The sweetness of the moment is almost too much to bear.

The two humans were lost in a sensual moment, just breathing each other in. No lust or ulterior motives tainted the pure intimacy of their embrace. The girl's lips against the boy's were like plush silk, her exhalations a delicate caress against his face. Fingers combed through her hair as they clung together, drinking in each other's warmth and presence under the moonlight. Her lips feel velvety soft. The sweet scent of her shampoo dizzying, making his stomach flutter with butterflies.

After long minutes of this sweet, tender kissing, the girl suddenly pulled back and broke the spell between them. "You know, ever thought about how muffins are just bald cupcakes?" she mused breathlessly, a faint smile on her kiss-swollen lips. The boy stared at Ellie, his heart still racing before her random comment made him release a soft laugh.

Joel blinks, taken aback by the random comment. He lets out a chuckle. "Really? Random thoughts about baked goods, right now?"

She giggles, her sugary breath washing over his face. "What can I say, I'm hungry."

"Figures." Joel shifts to sitting to grab one of the food containers. "I made sandwiches for you. You need to eat more, shorty."

She shrugs, accepting the offering. "Cupcakes woulda been better but these will do." she takes an enormous bite, making him laugh at her lack of table manners.

"What?! Stop staring at me while I stuff my face!" she mumbles around a mouthful of food, her cheeks flushing.

He can't tear his eyes away. "You're just too damn adorable, even when you're inhaling food like a starving animal." he snorts at the adorable picture, making her roll her eyes and swallow heavily.

Ellie swats at his arm, feeling his eyes boring into her as she takes another bite. "Quit starin' at me, ya big oaf." she grumbles around a mouthful of ham and tomatoes. "I ain't gonna eat if you keep gawkin'."

Joel laughs, rolling onto his back to interlace his fingers behind his head as he gazes up at the star-flecked sky. "Alright, alright. Guess I can't blame a fella for appreciatin' a pretty view."

Rolling her eyes, Ellie finishes her food, wrapping her arms around her knees. She tilts her head back to join him in stargazing. "You're not so bad yourself, Miller." she swallows with a small, rare smile.

He turns his head to look at her, his expression soft in the moonlight. "I love spendin' time with you, ya know. Makes all this craziness a little more bearable."

She feels an unfamiliar tightness in her chest at his sincerity. She isn't used to people giving a damn. Clearing her throat, she nods. "Yeah. Yeah, it is." 

"Oh, and one more thing..." he blurts out suddenly, propping himself up on his elbows, and peering over at her. "I'm going to need you to come for a ride with me tomorrow afternoon."

"Another surprise? What is it?" her face brightens with excitement.

"If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, would it?" he teases with a grin, loving the effect his secrets have on her.

"Agh!" she groans playfully. "I won't be able to fall asleep without knowing!"

"Patience is a virtue." Joel shrugs one shoulder, eyeing how she crosses her arms with a pout.

"It better be worth it." she retorts, nudging his leg with her shoe.

"Oh, I can't wait to show you." he smiles to himself at the thought. Leaning over, he wraps a hand around her ankle and tugs, causing her to squeal as she slides down to his level. "What do you say staying for a while to watch stars with me?"

Nodding, she rests her head against his shoulder and lifts her gaze at the vast expanse of stars twinkling in the night sky.

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Teton Village
13 Miles Outside Jackson, WY
September 1, 2035

Ellie follows Joel's directions through the deserted town, her footsteps echoing off the crumbling buildings. "Can I open my eyes now?" she asks, eagerly awaiting the surprise he had promised.

Joel had discovered this place a few days back while waiting for Tommy to return from a supply run. Intrigued by the untouched storefront, he knew he had to bring Ellie here. "Not yet, kiddo. Just a little further." he says, gently guiding her around debris. "Watch your step. And no peeking!"

"I won't." she smiles widely, clumsily trying to follow his voice.

After a few minutes of careful navigation, they reach the entrance. "Alright, open your eyes."  his voice filled with excitement.

When her eyes open, they widen in disbelief. "Whoa! Are you fucking kidding me?!" she burst through the door into the preserved comic book store, marveling at the rows of undamaged graphic novels and vintage posters. "This is so fucking cool!"

Following her inside, he grins at her enthusiasm. He had been waiting for the perfect time to bring her here, knowing how much she would appreciate this hidden treasure amidst the ruins. 

"So... what do you say?" he smiles proudly as the redhead's eyes sparkle with delight. Bringing the comic book enthusiast to this hidden gem of a store might be one of the best things he'd ever done for her. Seeing such genuine joy on her face filled his heart.

"Wow!! Look at all these comic books, Joel! Can you believe people used to come to places like this just to sit and read?" Ellie gushes, pulling herself up on tiptoe to peer at the top shelf's offerings. "Fuck! These are still in their original wrap! Untouched!"

"Look like they were waiting for you to unwrap them." he teases as she eagerly climbs the shelves in quest of a particular issue, sending a puff of dust into the air.

"Hell yeah!" she whispers gleefully, jumping down, her jeans now dust-covered.

"I discovered this place a few days ago. I cleared it out, so take your time. As long as you need." Joel explains, giving her one of his most disarming smiles as he settles into a worn, cushioned recliner in the reading nook by the expansive window. This store has a cozy seating area just like all the best comic shops, where patrons could sit and read the latest issues or chat excitedly with fellow fans, as this place drew a certain crowd.

"Oh, I'm taking all of these home with me!" Ellie announces with a laugh, twirling slowly to take in the wondrous sight surrounding her. Her bubbly enthusiasm contagious.

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Joel's eyes flutter open after a short but restful nap on the couch. He finds Ellie sitting at the other end, her knees tucked up as she reads a comic book. Several more are strewn about around her. It seems she's been engrossed for quite some time.

"You were snoring." she remarks casually when she senses Joel's gaze upon her. Not looking up from her book, continuing reading.

"How long was I out?" he rubs his eyes and lets out a yawn. His body stiff from lying on the couch for so long.

The girl shrugs, still absorbed in the pictures in front of her. "An hour or so, I guess? I'm not really sure. I lost track of time."

Sitting up with a groan, he stretches his arms overhead. His shirt riding up slightly and exposing a strip of his belly. The sight of his happy trail makes Ellie bite her thumb, admiring the view.

"Alright then." he mutters, getting to his feet. "You packed up what you need yet? We should probably get moving, it's getting pretty late."

Snapping the comic book shut, Ellie hops up from the couch with sudden energy. A mysterious smile curves her lips as she saunters towards Joel.

"Oh, I don't think we need to rush off just yet." she purrs, standing close and fiddling with his belt buckle. Her green eyes peering up at his face as she boldly cups the bulge of his crotch through his jeans.

The man jolts at the unexpected touch, her brazen action catching him completely off guard. "Uh... what are you doing?" he stammers, face flushing at her forwardness.

"Do you always ask questions you know the answers to?" she teases.

Joel shivers as her firm grip on his dick sends goosebumps all over his body. "But here?" he asks obtusely, a bit taken aback by her bold move, unsure how to react to her forward advances.

Ellie rolls her eyes and scoffs lightly. "Just get your butt over here, will ya?" she laughs softly, giving him a little shove with her fingers still hooked behind his jeans' waistband until the backs of his calves bump into the couch cushions, causing him to plop down. Before Joel can even catch his breath, the hungry girl climbs on top of him, straddling his hips with her knees on either side. She starts kissing him passionately, their lips moving sloppily together at first but feeling perfect nonetheless.

He pants into her mouth as her tongue slips out, brushing along his lower lip, silently asking for permission. Her dexterous fingers make quick work of unbuckling his pants. "Joel?" she pulls back from the kiss, her breathing shaky as she leans in close to his ear. "I want you to fuck me, right here, right now." she whispers, her voice quivering. The naughty words make her own body shudder in anticipation.

His heart leaps into his throat at her brazen request. His cock throbbing urgently, straining against his zipper. "Are you sure? Don't you wanna just take this back home an-"

"I've wanted you ever since we got here..." she cuts him off, her hips grinding down on top of his rigid, twitching length. "I don't want to wait anymore. And I want to thank you for everything you've done for me." she breathes, her need palpable.

"You don't owe me anything. You don't have to do this just to thank me." he says gently, caressing her arm and giving it a soft squeeze to emphasize his point.

She smirks, raising an eyebrow, a suggestive smile playing on her lips. "Who says I'm doing it just for you?"

His eyes widened as the implication sank in, realizing that her desire to thank him intimately is also motivated by a need to satisfy her own desires. A laugh escapes his lips before he grabs Ellie under her thighs and behind, lifting her easily and tossing her back onto the couch. Hovering above her, he pins her half his weight down. "You little shit!" he chuckles, realizing she had planned this seduction all along. "You had it all figured out, didn't you?" his voice was a low, seductive rumble as he begins trailing hot kisses along the sensitive skin of her neck.

"Not really. I'm just spontaneous like that." she breathes as Joel's mouth continues to nibble on the soft skin of her throat. Trailing up to her jawline, he hovers just above her lips. His touch igniting a fire deep within her, making her ache for more.

"I need to be sure about this. It's only your second time." he pulls back slightly, his eyes locking with hers. Even though he could die right now if this girl changed her mind, he still needed to hear her say it.

"You're such a wimp, Joel." she rolls her eyes playfully, a giggle bubbling up her throat. "Yes! Do you think I started this if I wasn't ready?" her eyes hold his, filled with sincerity, allowing him this moment of reassurance. 

"Good. Because I'm not going to lie..." he tilts her head back, bringing his lips to her neck once more. This time, his open-mouthed kisses leave a trail of wet heat in their wake. His hand slides under her shirt, cupping her small breast, feeling her nipple harden as the goosebumps rain over her skin. "There are so many dirty things I want to do to you." he muffles against her neck, the thumb caressing her nipple making her gasp. Her hips buck up to meet his as she winds her fingers in his hair, tugging him closer.

"Oh yes, please." she sighs, the ache between her legs growing with each passing second. Her body is crying out for his touch, desperate to feel all of him. Joel's carefulness not to crush her petite frame only heightens her desire, his gentleness a stark contrast to the hunger blazing in his eyes.

"God, you smell so fucking good." he groans quietly, his mouth pressed open against the delicate skin above her collarbone. Inhaling deeply, he savors her intoxicating natural scent which only grows stronger the further he delves into her silky hair with his lips and nose. The floral notes mixed with a comforting citrusy fragrance, entrancing his senses. But even more captivating is the sweet aroma of her skin - an innately pleasant essence that defies categorization or comparison. It is purely, uniquely Ellie, and Joel finds it utterly intoxicating and arousing.

He doesn't want to waste another moment as he feels her enthusiastically grind her knee against his aching cock. Unhurriedly, he begins trailing his touches lower, slowly peeling her t-shirt up past her navel to expose the creamy expanse of her flat stomach. Longing to bury his face in that smooth skin, he's ready to worship every freckle with reverent kisses and licks.

Joel would never forget the first time he saw her stomach up close. All those years ago, when he used to peek at her as she stretched and her shirt rode up, he never imagined there could be more freckles on that tiny bit of her frame. But her belly was covered in them, just like the rest of her body. Even though there are fewer and they aren't as visible, he still loves connecting them like dots with his fingertips... and tongue.

Now, the same stomach is rising and falling with each breath, twitching as his prickly beard brushes against it. He loves how it spasms and makes her tremble as he buries his face into her belly button. As simple as this is, this act always brings a smile to his lips and a warmth to his heart. In this moment, everything else fades away, and the only thing that matters is the feel of her beneath on his face and the little sounds she makes.

Ellie's quivering breathing starts turning into soft moans when his thumb presses against the denim on her crotch, making her ride his palm which is gently massaging her clit through all the layers. But friction like this is not enough. He can feel how much she wants more. The sight of her writhing beneath him is making him crazed with lust, his cock rock hard at this point. With her nails digging into his shirt, he makes sure to kiss down her taut stomach before teasing the peach fuzz on her belly button with his prickly whiskers and finally flicking the button on her jeans open.

"Wait..." she stops him with a hand on his wrist, chest heaving as she stares into his eyes dark with desire. "I wanna do it over there." she says with a shaky exhale, biting her thumb and gesturing behind him.

Joel turns his head to glance over his shoulder before looking back at the girl in shock. "You wanna do it on the counter??" his voice trembles with barely contained emotion as he tries to process her blunt proposition. The idea of taking Ellie right there on the countertop is something he never thought he'd need. 

Noticing how the thin line of his brow jumps in surprise, she stays quiet. Instead, she nods eagerly with a lustful half smile forming on her face, blushing.

His eyes sparkle with delight and excitement. "I never would have guessed you'd be so kinky." 

"I knew you'd say that!" she giggles nervously, fiddling with a button on his shirt. "I actually considered not telling you at first."

"Oh, I'm so glad you did." he murmurs, reaching out to gently grabs her small chin between his thumb and index finger, stroking her soft lower lip. She trembles at his touch, eyes fluttering closed. "Please, share every dirty little thought you're having." he urges in a husky voice, cupping her between the legs and making her head tip back and a sharp hiss of pleasure escape her lips.

"Alright, wrap your arms around me." he instructs, and without hesitation, Ellie obeys, her slender arms encircling his broad shoulders. In one swift motion, Joel lifts her up, her legs wrapping snugly around his waist instinctively. Her grip so tight that he could have easily relinquished his hold on her and she would have stayed put. "You're strong." he chuckles, his large hands fully encompassing her slim waist as he pulls her close against his muscular frame. "You don't look it, but damn girl, you've really got a squeeze."

"Pshhh, clearly not like you though." she giggles, feeling his steely arms embracing her, bringing their faces mere inches apart. Their breaths intermingle as they gaze at each other, suddenly hyperaware of how intimately entwined their bodies are.

With the redhead wrapped tightly around him, Joel quickly stumbles to the counter, the two of them laughing breathlessly between kisses. Ellie is damn near breathless witnessing Joel push everything off the counter with just one of his free hands before placing her on top of it right next to the cash register. Ellie's chest is rising and falling to the tempo of her breathing, lips wet and bruised from feverish kisses, her pupils blown wide with a fiery passion, betraying her arousal.  She doesn't care to conceal the little sound that escapes her mouth anymore as he squeezes her ass, pulling her closer and encouraging her to wrap her thighs around his hips. He grinds his hardness against her through their clothes, stoking the flames. Ellie braces herself against the counter, nearly losing balance as the strength of his desire presses her back. His arms envelop her small frame as he moves in closer, kissing along her neck and gently tickling her with his beard while his hands caress up under her shirt to stroke the little of her back.

Ellie inhales a sharp breath and visibly melts under his touch as she's not-so-subtly craning her neck to encourage more of his sinful kisses. "Do you usually win over the ladies like this? Spoiling them with surprises?" she turns to him, smiling as a faint blush forms across his nose and cheeks. 

Joel exhales slowly, trying to calm his racing heart. "That depends..." he murmurs, his smoldering gaze drifting down to feast upon the tantalizing sight of her pristine panties peeking out from her already unbuttoned jeans. His large, rough hand covers the expanse of soft fabric, fingers toying with the edge teasingly. His touch is electrifying, shocking Ellie's senses to life as he gently kneads at it, leaning in towards her ear while his hand snakes further down, hovering maddeningly close to where she needs his touch the most. Her breath hitches, a needy whimper escaping her throat. Joel smirks knowingly, fully aware of the power he holds over her. "Am I winning you over?" he asks huskily, voice dripping with unspoken promise.

Ellie finds herself lost in the intoxicating sensations as she teeters on the brink of inebriation from the heady combination of his mint gum and coffee-flavored kisses. Her ability to respond is limited to breathless nods and smiles, as she trembles at the intimate touch of his fingers slipping beneath her underwear to tenderly caress her sensitive folds. "Take my pants off." she pants heavily against his shoulder, making futile attempts to wriggle out of them but finding herself unable to manage on her own while in this compromising position.

He smirks, grabbing the waistband of her jeans. "But leave your shoes on, baby."

"Why?" she chuckles, finding his request unusually interesting.

"They look good on you. I want to see how they'll look on you with your pants off." he says as he gently tugs at her waistband. "Okay, help a little so I can get rid of those?" she lifts her weight off the counter, allowing him to pull the jeans down all the way. Ellie watches him struggle a bit with getting them past those shoes he wanted her to leave on so badly. It makes her laugh softly. With a final yank, he tosses the jeans aside, leaving her in just her underwear and her favorite black Converse.

As soon as his tongue delves past her teeth once more to entwine with hers, his fingers slowly ascend the bare skin of her thigh, slipping beneath the fabric of her panties to intimately caress her heat. His rigid cock strains against the confines of his waistband, flush with primal need. A gratified moan reverberates deep within his chest and in Ellie's mouth as his hand starts caressing her soaked folds, making him pull away from her swollen lips with an almost pained grin. "Makin' this easy for me, aren't you?" he says, smearing her slick around her entrance as he's sheathing his index finger into her gummy walls. He all but purrs as she clings to his intrusion.

"Mm, f-yes." she mewls.

With that, he slips in another finger, beginning a deep, passionate rhythm of pumping his fingers in and out of her clenching hole. Her hands wrap tightly around his neck as she bites his earlobe with ardent passion, her heaving chest pressing urgently against his. His fingers easily find that spongy spot inside her that makes her entire body go white hot. Frantically seeking purchase, the mushy mush of a girl claws at his shirt, pulling him deeper into her as she meets his touch with enthusiastic bucking of her hips. Breathless whimpers spill from her lips into his panting mouth as he brings his thumb up to rub tight, skillful circles over the sensitive bud at the apex of her cunt. "That's it, make a mess of this counter." he purrs, feeling her juices running down his fingers.

Ellie whines pitifully, her body writhing as she finds herself vehemently craving him, more of him. "Wait, Joel." she grabs his hand to stop his ministrations. "I don't wanna cum like this." Her words come out in a shy whisper, her cheeks flushing pink as she meets his gaze through her lashes. Her small hands fumble with the buckle of his belt, tugging at the leather."I want to cum with you inside me." she confesses, her voice trailing off. "Like I did the first time."

Joel's skin prickles with goosebumps at her admission, those six simple words echoing in his mind like music. She had enjoyed their first time together, and craved to relive it, to feel him moving deep inside her again.

"Oh, don't worry." he reassures with a roguish smirk, his thumb skimming across her plush lower lip. "I just needed you nice and ready." he explains, feeling her tongue brush against his finger. His burning gaze roams over her flushed face, down to her squirming body, savoring the sight of her body. "Fuck, I want you so bad." he growls, desire roughening his voice. Loosening his belt with deft fingers, he's watching her inhale sharply at the sound of his zipper. The heat between her legs radiates against his throbbing cock, teasing him with the promise of her tight, wet heat.

Joel tugs his pants and underwear down to mid-thigh, revealing his muscular, hairy legs. He then slides his arms under Ellie's knees, pulling her body closer, so that his rigid manhood presses against the fabric of her underwear, separated only by a thin layer.

The girl can't help but marvel at his size. He's probably just the right size for a man like him but for her? She recalls their first time and wonders how this thick girth ever fit inside her. Seeing his engorged member slap against his abdomen makes her question linger. "Joel?" she inquires softly, as if seeking reassurance. He lifts his gaze to meet hers, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "Will it hurt again?" she asks timidly, her voice betraying her nerves about their impending coupling.

"It shouldn't." he says, cupping one side of her face in his palm. "I'll go slow, okay?" he gives her a mildly reassuring smile as his hand starts sneakily sliding under her top. Stroking her along her sides, he wraps his arm around her naked back and pulls her even closer now. "I won't go deep and fast unless you tell me to." he kisses her soft, wet candy lips, licking his own.

His face buries into the warmth of her neck when she nods, lips trailing along her thrumming pulse line. "You sure you want to do this here, though? I won't hold back, even if someone catches us." he's halfway joking, trying to ease her out, but at the same time, he knows he's not lying. He should be ashamed for feeling so desperate. All he knows is that once Ellie allows him to melt inside her, he won't be able to stop.

Joel trembles with anticipation, the thrill of the forbidden mixing with his palpable desire for the young lady before him. What he doesn't realize is that Ellie is not just going along with his kink - the teenage girl is equally aroused by the thought of being caught in the act. To her, the potential of being seen by some unknown passerby, hearing their gasps and moans echo through the empty comic book store, only heightens her craving.

Both share this taboo attraction, yet neither knows the other is thinking the same way. She decides to let her actions speak instead of revealing her lusty thoughts out loud. She reaches down and grasps Joel's stiffening manhood in her hand, slowly stroking his length a few times, before guiding him towards her eager entrance. "Just pull 'em aside." she whispers, unbothered by the extra steps. There are easier ways to get to where she craves to be.

Uncertain if there would be at least a twinge of pain, her body aches to explore this new sensation. Aligning his hips with hers, the man draws in a sharp breath. With measured movements, he gradually slides into her. A gasp catches in her throat as her body instinctively attempts to relax and accommodate his girth and length. Joel lets out a soft hiss, nearly overwhelmed by the tightness enveloping him. Urged on by desire, he fights the impulse to thrust deep within her. Filling Ellie up slowly, inch by inch, as he makes a few experimental thrusts, slow and meticulous, he tries to acclimate to this position in an attempt to find comfort for her in these otherwise uncomfortable conditions. Yet, the discomfort of the counter, freezing and jagged against her butt is simply addictive. Her nails dig into his arms, leaving small crescent markings as the sensation of him stretching her is a dizzying mixture of slight tension and strong pleasure.

The stretch feels so mind-numbingly good. His dick skillfully hits all the spots that have her vision going blurry while her walls flutter around him, making him moan helplessly against her damp skin. "So tight..." he mutters with clenched teeth. "You okay?"

Nodding briefly, she still attempts to accommodate his full length inside her. After a few more slow, deliberate pushes, he's finally fully sheathed, hilt pressed against her. For a long, tense moment, he pauses, allowing her body to stretch and adjust around him. The wait is excruciating. Her silky walls grip him like a tight fist, squeezing his throbbing shaft. Every fiber of his being screams to slam into her slimy heat, to pound her into oblivion. But he holds himself back by sheer force of will, muscles quivering with the strain. "Tell me when you're ready." he grits out, begging her with his eyes to permit him to begin.

He watches as she inhales deeply, feeling her body shiver with a soft moan slipping past her lips. "'Feels good." she purrs with a smile on her face, glancing down between their bodies, seeing his thick dick swallowed inside her. "Carry on." she whimpers, her grip on his shirt tightening.

With that, he retreats slowly from her, only to push back into her with slow movements. She's not able to stifle the loud moan that escapes her, as switching from completely empty to completely full is overwhelming. She cannot believe the immense feeling of fullness he is creating within her, but a primal desire is building inside her to take more from him. Her arms instinctively wrap tightly around his muscular torso, her nails digging into the skin of his back as he thrust into her deeply, moving his hips back and forth in a steady rhythm. Getting the hint, he quickens the movements of his hips, never taking his intense gaze off her pretty freckled face, drinking in every expression, from her soft, breathy sighs to her escalating moans.

"Faster, Joel. Please a little faster." the words spill from her mouth without a second thought, catching the both of them off guard for a moment before he drops down to kiss her, not stopping to pound his hips into her simultaneously. The kissing is sloppy as he picks up his speed and thrusts faster. Breathing into each other's open mouths, his long fingers tangle in her hair and her short ones claws at his back. "Oh, man!" she keens, struggling to catch her breath as Joel drives into her harder, spurred on by her wanton cries.

"How's that, hm?" he murmurs huskily against her throat, lavishing her skin with rough licks and nibbles."You like it like that, don't you?" his hot breath hitches against her collarbone as he gropes clumsily at her tits through her shirt, his large hand struggling to cup both mounds at once. Feeling his cock press insistently into her cunt, his hips rock sporadically to penetrate her deeper.

"Mmm, yes!" Ellie snivels, her thoughts growing hazy from the whispers on her neck. The firm squeeze of her tits paired with his erratic thrusting is dizzying, consuming her with base pleasure. All she can focus on is how good he's making her feel. "Please, don't stop now!" she pants rapidly, locking her legs around his pistoning hips to take him even deeper.

His hands roam her body, pinching and groping her sensitive areas as the heels of her sneakers dig into his hairy ass cheeks, encouraging him to push deeper, making the counter shake at his increased force. The man is on fire, literally covered in sweat as every inch of her body is so alight, igniting under his every touch. He begins to fuck her senseless, yet even with all of this lust and naughty talk, he's still looking at her so tenderly. "Ya feel so good, baby." he moans together with her, his fast thrusts bringing her closer and closer to the edge. "Squeezing around me so tight." he grits through his teeth, fingers digging into the swell of her thighs as he's clamping around her impossibly tighter. "Goddamnit, so beautiful taking me like this. Let everyone hear how much you're enjoying this."

He is so handsome and hot like this, brows furrowed in concentration, his dark hair a sweaty mess along his forehead, lips bruised and parted. Ellie claws at any exposed skin of his accessible, panting and sobbing as his cock grazes deliciously against her convulsing walls with demonic speed and power. Suddenly, amidst all his relentless thrusting, a gentle hand caresses her cheek, and somehow, this is enough to finally push her over the edge. "Yes! Fuck! Please don't stop. Please don't-" she cries out, hardly recognizing her voice.

Through all the nasty skin-to-skin slapping noises, he can tell how close she is. The way her face contorts in pleasure, nails scratching at his forearms and chest as she trembles, lips quivering as they spill out whimpers of his name over and over as if it's the only word she knows. Her words are making him fuck into her even faster and harder to help her come undone. "C'mon, baby girl... cum so good... cum all over me." he encourages her, leaning forward and wrapping his big, strong hands tightly around her so she can't escape him.

The knot that had been forming since the moment they started is starting to unravel, so with his next paralyzing thrust, she can't help but shudder violently. "Fuck! Fuck, Joel, I'm gonna-" she chokes out through an intense wave of pleasure that crushes over her. Releasing hard, she's cumming messily all over his aching shaft. Her eyes rolling into the back of her head, her thighs clenching and her pussy pulsating around his length, leaving her a writhing, moaning mess in his embrace.

Watching the girl unravel like this, completely undone, is enough to send him careening over the edge right behind her. "Shit, Ellie, I'm gonna-" he mutters, voice strained. With one last desperate cry of her name, Joel abruptly pulls out, his cock pulsing in his grip as it spills spurt after thick spurt of cum across the smooth skin of her trembling thigh. The hot, viscous liquid paints her skin, some of it already beginning to soak in. Ellie watches through heavy-lidded eyes, taking in the sight of him standing there panting, still gripping his twitching, spent cock, as if marveling at the mess he's just made of her.

With his withdrawal, the two of them aren't quick to give up the intimate warmth, as many moments pass with lingering kisses and touches. "So messy." he grins proudly. "I can't believe we just did that." he says, catching his breath while gently making room between the two of them.

"That was fucking awesome." she laughs a little in disbelief at just how much of a mess the two of them have made. "I didn't know you had it in you to talk so... dirty." she gives him one of her sheepish but cheeky smiles.

His face glows with a full-faced blush as he rubs at the back of his head nervously, "Sorry about that. Was it too much?"

With a love-drunk grin, she pulls him in for a reassuring kiss. "I think it was hot." she admits, placing her hand down between her legs, pressing her whole palm against her folds, feeling herself still throbbing.

"Oh, man." she releases a quiet sigh of contentment, drawing Joel's gaze to her delicate fingers as they slowly disappear between her silky folds. "You always get me so... wet." she moans breathily, her cheeks flushed with desire. She withdraws her slick digits, bringing them to her lips to savor her own sweet essence glistening in the light.

Joel blinks slowly, his mind reeling as he takes in the sight before him. He watches intently as Ellie studies her slick, wet fingers, finding the way they glisten and look utterly slippery incredibly arousing, the sight driving him wild.

Staring at her with his lips parted, Joel's eyes follow the glistening trail from her fingers to her mouth as she slowly guides them inside. Ellie's plump lips wrap around her digits, her pink tongue swirling to savor every trace of her own essence. After a long, languid moment, she withdraws her fingers with a lewd pop. "Sweet." she purrs, her lips glistening with saliva as she gazes at Joel with a playful, impish smile. Joel swallows hard, his throat suddenly dry, his face flushed and stricken beneath his gruff exterior. The air between them feels charged with a strange, unfamiliar tension.

His entire body is impossibly still as if frozen in time. Joel just witnessed the sexiest thing he could've ever seen Ellie do, trying to burn this image into his mind.

"Why so quiet all of a sudden?" she chuckles, knowing what she just did.

He stammers on words that almost wouldn't come out at first. "That." he says, slowly leaning into her again. "Was. The sexiest fucking thing. I have ever seen." whispering against her lips before slipping his tongue into her mouth without warning, tasting her on her own tongue.

"I could never get tired of you, kiddo." he whispers against her lips when he gives her one final kiss.

"Thank you, Joel." she bites her bottom lip and smiles with her lips closed.

"Did you just thank me for sex?" he chuckles, looking straight into her beautiful eyes.

"I meant thanks for taking me here." she laughs, looking around the place one more time before jumping down the counter to grab her jeans off the floor. "I still don't want to go, though." she says, reaching into her backpack for a tissue so she could wipe the filth off her thigh.

Joel's just finished buttoning up his jeans. "You can take all of these with you." he points his finger at all of the comic books, swinging it around. "I'll help you collect them if you want."

"Yeah, but I still have to talk to Dina..." she says, buttoning up and rubbing the back of her crossed arms on her chest nervously. "I've got to talk to her at some point. And it's just going to be so weeeeird." she sighs as her whole body melts into the couch from post-sex exhaustion.

"You're going to be fine." he sits next to her, placing his hand on her thigh and squeezing it with his hand as a gesture of understanding.

"Fuck, I'm so beat." she turns her head to him.

"You're beat? Your cute little ass was just sitting there while I was fighting for my life with all those moves." he laughs, hoping it's going to make her laugh too. It does.

"Okay, the next time we have to figure out a way, I could be the one doing all the work then." she smirks at Joel whose forehead wrinkles in surprise.

"Are we thinking the same thing?" he dares to ask because he's thinking of her sitting on top of him, riding him, and wriggling her hips around his dick, grinding down on him to make herself feel good. 

"I don't know, are we?" she says, giving him one of her flirty smiles before grabbing her backpack. "So are you going to help me or what? We're taking everything with superheroes!"

"Every god-damn comic book is about superheroes." 

"That's the spirit!" she laughs, throwing his backpack to his feet. "Let's get to work."

A bonus picture (the one that Maria took of Ellie, Joel & Shimmer)