#tlou stuff

A strong hand presses against your hip, pinning you right down to the mattress of the bed you currently lay back on. While his other hand grips your thigh to keep your legs from closing shut tight around Joel’s head. It was his hands that kept you from wiggling away too much. Nestled between your thighs, Joel’s tongue licks a trail across your pussy as his eyes stare directly up at you. Those damned brown eyes could speak a thousand words even with his mouth currently full.

You don’t know how long it’s been, how long since he sank between your thighs to eat you out like a starving man. Time didn’t exist when he lapped at your pussy the way he did. The only thing you were sure of was the scratch of his beard with every shift of his jaw and how good he was making you feel.

“Darlin’,” Joel groans against your lower half. You can barely see in the dim light when he flicks his pretty brown eyes up at you. Wants to make sure you know he’s watching you every second he pleases you. “Quit your squirming.” He adds. You can feel him smirk against your skin, squeezing your thigh as a small warning. As if you could stop your body from twitching while his tongue pressed right up against your clit.

You can’t help the moan that tumbles from your lips as his tongue dances across your soaking wet core. Your fingers grip at the sheets beneath you, pulling the fabric as tight as you can to keep yourself tethered to this world. Fearing you might fall head first into oblivion with the pleasure coursing through your veins. Your chest is tight with your second, or maybe this was your third, impending climax.

“Don’t talk with your—fuck—mouth full!” You manage to say. Teasing him the best you could under the circumstances.

Joel laughs at your snarky comment, gathering spit up with his tongue and pressing it directly in between your lips. Using his spit to slip his tongue inside of you in one swift motion. Quickly, while you pathetically moan, Joel replaces his tongue with a single finger. Pushes his finger swiftly inside your pussy up to his second knuckle. Slowly he begins to thrust his finger inside of you. Draws it out and slips it back in at a steady pace, while his tongue returns to press and suck on your clit.

The sensation is tormenting. The slow draw of his thick finger prodding inside of you with the fast flick of his tongue left you panting and breathless. The feeling overstimulates you in the best way. The ache for more all the while being too much; it all builds a sweet storm inside your lower half. And at this point, you’re far too sensitive to last.

His pace never falters as he lures you closer and closer to your end. Your third, or fourth, orgasm is hurriedly coming in like a crashing wave. Your body tenses up tight as spring, causing you to throw your head back with a broken moan. Pleasure turns your blood into liquid lava as you seek for your orgasm. “Joel, god, Joel I’m—“ You cry his name as the spring inside of you winds up tighter, and tighter, and tighter; threatening to snap with your orgasm.

Instead at the last second, just before you can fully enjoy your pleasure seeking climax, Joel stripes you of it. Removing his mouth and his fingers away from your aching pussy with a devilish smirk.

You whimper at the loss of your orgasm as your body trembles from your denied high. You turn your head to the side with a sharp, desperate whine escaping your lips. With ease, Joel kisses at your inner thigh. His grip on your other thigh and the one at your hip loosens as he soothingly now rubs into your skin.

“Joel!” You complain with a whine of his name, pouting right at him when you finally manage to look down at him and his comfy spot between your thighs. And as you find his gaze, those deep brown eyes of his stare right into your soul. A fire of passion raged inside of him; just as much as it did inside of you.

“You better ask nicely if ya want me to keep going baby.” Joel responds with a deep chuckle. Kissing dangerously close to where his lips had previously just been but not close enough to continue with pleasing you.

Of course now of all times he was planning to tease you. To drag this out further and further, edge you longer and longer until you finally break and beg him to fuck you.

God, you were in for a very long night.