Hi, I've been around for a while, though I've never made an account nor wrote a story till now.
I'm just going to cut straight to it, I'll most likely put another author's note at the end of this chapter, once I'm done writing.
This features MOSTLY Ellie's POV, at 14 years old. This will be Ellie/Joel. Don't like it? Don't read it. Rated M for a reason.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned rights to the last of us, but I do not.
"I swear" I wanted to believe him but I couldn't, I don't want to sound cocky, but I was a smart girl, at least for post-apocalyptic standards, and I could see the tension in his eyes as he said it. I was going to get him to tell me what happened one day, but that day wasn't today.
Instead, I said "Okay", I didn't trust myself to say anything more. He looked relieved, if only for a second, then turned away. "How 'bout we make we keep movin'?" I didn't bother answering, we were going to keep walking no matter what I answered.
We made our way to Tommy's wall, and approached to guards on the wall. One of them looked up, and the other person, Rayman, smiled down at me. I had met him last time I had ended up here, as he was one of the people who helped take care of the horses. He gave Joel a nod, and started opening the door to the town.
"Welcome back" he greeted Joel. Joel nodded and mumbled a thanks in return, and we continued towards Tommy's house. As we approached, Joel muttered "Finally", I grunted in agreement. We'd been traveling for almost a year now, it was time to settle down.
Tommy had seemed almost surprised that we made it back alive, he seemed to be happy that we were here, but although there was a spare house, it had been out of use, so it would take a few days for the house to be made able to live in.
We were going to stay at Tommy's and Maria's over the next few days, however, there were only 2 bedrooms, so me and Joel ended up in the one they weren't using. The only problem was there wasn't only one bed, and Joel instantly offered to sit on the floor, however I thought that was unfair, so we ended up sleeping in the same bed.
It wasn't so much different as to when we were travelling, except for the sleeping bags were no longer in between us, separating us. Instead, there was only thin layers of clothing this time, which was fine. However, before we were ready to call it a night, we decided we should take a shower, or rather I decided I needed one, and told Joel that he smelt like a runner, and convinced him to have one too.
Another thing was, running water was a rare thing, and I intended to make use of it. So I entered the bathroom first, and was shocked by what I saw, it all seemed so clean. Though I guess when you've spent the best part of a year looking at bathrooms that have been abandoned for the best part of 20 years, anything else would probably seem clean.
I stripped down, and literally jumped into the shower, and turned it on with the knob. It was ice cold. I squealed and leapt out of the shower, and I regained my composure. To my defence, I had never used a shower like this before, so I didn't realize I had to let it warm up first, I then dipped a hand in again, and it was considerably warmer, so I stepped in again. I then realized that I had needed to let it warm up, and made a mental note of it before starting to clean myself.
I thought I looked quite pretty for my age, if that's the right word, my boobs had begun growing over the last few months, and I was no longer as flat chested as I had once been, instead, I was starting to develop some nice breasts, and I was now just a little less than a handful.
I had also began to develop hair around my lower regions, which I can't say I liked, and since I had found a razor in one of the houses we'd scavenged, I kept it clean shaved.
I decided now was a good time, for whatever reason, to masturbate, and that's what I did, I began to dip a finger into my wetness, and soon another one followed, rapidly pumping in and out of my hot pussy.
As I did it, I thought about many things, though many of those thoughts involved Joel doing various things such as fingering me, seducing me, fucking me, I think you get the idea.
I was getting so close another few seconds would have been enough, but I was suddenly scared out of my skin as Joel shouted "Ellie? You almost done?" "Yeah!, just a minute" I finished cleaning myself, and stepped out of the shower and turned it off, I wrapped a towel around my body and hurriedly grabbed my clothes. I then exit the bathroom and quickly paced to our bedroom. I shouted to Joel that I was done, who was in the kitchen talking to Tommy. Once I was in the bedroom, I unwrapped the towel from my body, and dried myself with it, but when I went to dry my ankles, by putting my feet on the bed (and also in effect sticking my asd in the air, towards the door) and leaning over to dry them, my bedroom door opened, Joel stuck his head in, and asked "Ellie, where's the..." he drifted off as he realized I was naked, he surely had a clear sight of my ass and most likely my pussy, but instead of covering them up, I just froze, as did he, for a few seconds.
"Err... sorry, I didn't realize you were... um" he backed out from the door, but I had turned around, and pulled him in with me, I didn't really care, or really notice, so I spoke to him. "I don't care, really, Joel" I decided it was now or never and slowly got slid down to my knees, I had never done this before, but I knew the basics from people back in the zone, and the two "Golden Rules" were, 1, use your tongue as much as possible, and 2, never use your teeth.
A/N - I'll be switching to 3rd person POV here, since I find it easier to right scenes like this in this way.
Joel had pulled his jeans on after exiting the shower to find Ellie, and ask her where to get a towel from, since she had took the only one that was in there. He should have went and asked Maria, but he hadn't thought, so he had walked in on Ellie naked, and now she was unzipping his hastily pulled-on jeans.
When they fell open, Ellie looked at his cock in what seemed like a state of awe, and what guy didn't want to see that? Joel knew it was wrong, but he didn't have the strength to stop her, especially when she reached out a hand to wrap around his shaft. He grunted, and Ellie took that as the go ahead, and started rubbing slowly up and down, after a few seconds, of this, she leaned forwards, towards him, and started licking from the base to the top. Joel gave involuntary grunt of pleasure, and she grinned up at him, and proceeded to open her mouth as wide as possible, and descended on his eight inches.
She bobbed up and down a few times, then remembered to use her tongue as much as possible, and slid it around his shaft as she bobbed up and down.
It was the best blowjob Joel had had in twenty years, though to be fair, he hadn't had that many, most of them coming from the times the few times him and Tess got really drunk.
He was in pure heaven, and the fact that they could be caught at any second made it all the more exciting. He started to feel himself reaching his sticky end "Ellie... I'm about to...". She hummed, and must have decided, since she'd just had a shower, not to get it all over her body, and sealed her mouth over the tip of his cock as he exploded. His cum didn't taste as bad as she thought it would, it didn't seem that bad at all really, and she assumed that she'd get used to it pretty quickly.
After he was done, she looked up at him and grinned. "I think you really do need a shower now"
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I thank you for reading, and I'll see you in the next chapter.