The Last of Us: Coping Chapter 3 (FULL - Early Access) (Patreon)

Ellie yawned as she heard birds chirping outside her window. Rubbing her eyes, she turned over on her bed, frowning when she saw that James was no longer with her in bed anymore. She had grown used to his warm, comforting presence every time she woke up in the morning.

Tossing aside the covers, the twenty-one-year-old took stock of the rather unflattering state she found herself in. She was naked, of course; not an unusual occurrence when she went to sleep these days, especially given the activities she and James got up to before going to bed. But her brown hair was also unkempt and her lower body was caked in dried or drying semen. Her legs, her pelvis, her breasts, and of course, her pussy, were covered in James’ cum. This was one of the less than pleasant realities of having a guy for a lover now, but the pros definitely outweighed the cons, as far as she was concerned.

She stood up onto her feet and was made very aware of how sore her legs were, hearing the sound of them cracking a little bit as she stood up. The prior night, after she’d put baby Joel down for bed, she and James had fucked each other good. She’d ridden him in cowgirl position for the most part this time; she had simply been in that sort of mood to take the reins. Not that James had complained about it. It had been a lot of fun controlling the pace and the tempo, and it felt damn good for her being able to really rub his long, thick tool around inside her, hitting all the good spots as she saw fit. But she was certainly paying for it this morning with how cramped up her legs were.

Ellie put a hand between her legs, cupping her pussy as she still felt some of James’ baby batter leaking out of her cooch. It was still remarkable that a man creampieing her cunt had literally become a regular part of her daily routine. If every person in the world could somehow look into a telescope and observe her intimate daily activities with James, she doubted a single one of them would’ve ever pegged her as a lesbian or former lesbian. Whenever she had sex with him, she was not just chasing her own orgasm, she was chasing his. At this point, she probably enjoyed that sensation of twitching and warm, wet gushing inside her more than some strictly straight women did.

If not for the birth control, she’d almost certainly be on her way to baby number two by now, with how much she was getting filled. Still, she had other things she needed to attend to other than her nightly booty calls with her baby daddy. She dressed herself in a t-shirt and a pair of panties.

Ellie picked up the baby monitor and her blood ran cold. Baby Joel was not in his crib.

Immediately fearing the worst, Ellie started to panic. It was entirely unlike her baby to be absent from his crib when she woke up. It was the first time ever, in fact. Had something happened in the middle of the night? Had someone somehow snuck in during the night and abducted her son?

Ellie scrambled from room to room before she dashed downstairs. “James?!”

She stopped in her tracks, defusing immediately. James was sitting in one of the armchairs in her living room. Baby Joel was in the nook of his arm, the infant’s eyes closed while James fed the baby from a bottle. Ellie had recently begun feeding baby Joel from a bottle at times, transitioning from breastfeeding gradually.

Seeing James nurturing their child like this inspired something in Ellie. Since James had unexpectedly come to live with her, she’d learned in a very short amount of time that he was not just a good lay, but also a supportive partner. He pulled his own weight around the house and more importantly had proven himself attentive toward baby Joel. Ellie had given James every opportunity to distance himself from their baby if he wished to; she had chosen to get pregnant and have a child herself, and she expected nothing from James on that front. But she was also not opposed to him being a part of baby Joel’s life if he wished to either, and Ellie had a great deal of appreciation for the effort that he was putting in.

As she watched James bottle-feeding the baby, Ellie watched silently from the doorway. Her earlier fear that something had happened to the baby in the middle of the night was gone, and she felt a moment of peace at the sight. She still could barely wrap her head around this beautiful little human that she and this man had somehow created together. But now she was trying to come to terms with the possibility that baby Joel might actually grow up with a father as well, despite her originally expecting and counting on raising the child on her own.

“Hey you,” Ellie said to him from the doorway, trying not to startle him.

He looked up at her with surprise. Baby Joel was oblivious to Ellie’s arrival, continuing to noisily slurp away at the bottle. Relaxing, James gave the barest hint of a smile and nodded at her. “Hey.”

“I didn’t see him on the baby cam,” Ellie explained.

James looked guilty for a moment. “Sorry about that. He woke up hungry, and you were still sleeping.”

Realizing that he’d done this to let her get more sleep, she felt even more grateful toward him, and she now felt guilty for nearly overreacting to baby Joel being gone from the crib. James had made a kind gesture to her. “Thank you, James.”

James shifted baby Joel to the other arm while the baby continued drinking from the bottle. “You really needed the rest.” He grinned at her.

Ellie blushed a little bit from the thought of her furiously riding the hell out of him cowgirl for nearly an hour last night. “Did I now?” she laughed and he shrugged coyly. How could such an introverted dude be so cheeky at the same time? It would forever mystify her. James could be quite the smartass when he wanted to be.

She walked up to James in the armchair, admiring him and her son in his arms. “You know,” Ellie continued. “This is gonna sound crazy as hell, but seeing you like this is kinda making my ovaries explode a little. What’s that about?”

He laughed and shook his head, and Ellie grinned. After several moments baby Joel finally stopped drinking, and James set aside the bottle. “Can I take him?” Ellie asked.

James nodded, and handed the baby off to her. The infant immediately started dozing off on Ellie’s shoulder. She went about preparing something to eat for breakfast while holding the sleeping baby in one hand. James came into the kitchen after her to help out a little. The two said very little to each other before James unexpectedly chimed in.

“I’m going out today.”

Ellie looked at her tall companion, nodding. “That’s fine,” she said, shrugging. “You really should go out more.”

He shook his head. “I don’t just mean out of the house. I’m going beyond the walls on patrol again.”

This gave Ellie pause. James had discussed with her the possibility of him making himself more useful to the Jackson community. The prospect of him volunteering for patrol duty full time had come up, as he had gone on a couple already. And she had not been happy about it. But she had also respected that James was a grown man, and she was not about to prevent him from doing what he saw fit. Still, the thought of a patrol still haunted her. Patrols were of course a necessity for the settlement, but the last time she had gone out on one had been the worst day of her life.

Ellie shook her head. She could not bear to once again think of what had happened to her son’s namesake.

“Okay,” Ellie said plainly. She was silent for several moments, her bowl of oatmeal that she’d prepared for breakfast forgotten. “There wasn’t anything else you wanted to do for work here? Just scouting?”

Hearing that there was an edge to her voice, James turned to her, frowning with confusion.

“Yeah, I get that you have to pull your weight around the settlement. Maria’s rules,” Ellie continued. “But there are other things you could do here, you know.”

“Do you not want me to?” he asked.

Ellie sighed. Maybe she was overreacting. Plenty of others in Jackson had done scouting and patrols. It was a dangerous job, naturally, but a necessary one. And it was not as if she had shared everything about her past with James regarding what had happened to Joel. It was unreasonable for her to expect him to live his life according to her fears and insecurities that she hadn’t even shared with him yet.

“No, it’s fine,” Ellie said, idly playing with her bowl of oatmeal with her spoon. Baby Joel continued dozing in the crook of her other arm. “You’re a grown man. You can do what you want.”

James hesitantly nodded. She didn’t know what he was thinking, but she knew he was perceptive enough to catch onto the fear in her voice.

Ellie had originally been prepared to never see James again after having a child with him. And even after he’d unexpectedly arrived in Jackson she had been content with him living his own life as he pleased. So why was she worrying so much for him?

There was a knock on her front door a moment later. Ellie stood up from the kitchen table, handing off baby Joel to James. She opened her front door and her heart began pounding in her chest when she saw who was on her doorstep.

“Hello, Ellie.”

Ellie had seen Dina around Jackson from a distance here and there since she had come back to the settlement. But this was the first time she’d seen her again up close since they’d parted ways over a year and a half ago. She looked largely the same since the last time they’d seen each other; her dark hair tied back in a pony tail and she was wearing her old brown coat that Ellie had been familiar with. She still had a few of the scars on her face from their ordeal in Seattle if one were to look closely enough.

“Dina,” Ellie said, rubbing her arm. “How…how are you?”

“Good…I’m good,” Dina said. “You?”

“Yeah…same.” Ellie looked down at the ground, staring off into nothing. “How is JJ?”

“He’s good. A handful, but good. Growing up too damn fast, you know?” Dina said with a small laugh.

Ellie gave a small nod. She could certainly relate these days. Every time she’d grown used to baby Joel at his current size, he started growing again faster than she could keep up.

There was an awkward silence between these former lovers for several moments. “What can I do for you, Dina?” Ellie asked finally once she’d found the nerve to do so.

“Maria wanted to know if your…friend is ready for his patrol duty. He’ll be going out with Greg today,” Dina explained.

“Oh yeah?” Ellie asked. She suspected that patrol assignment was only one of several reasons that Dina was there. She likely was curious about James, and about what had come of Ellie since they’d separated. “Sure.” Ellie dipped her head inside the house, shouting, “James? Can you come here for a minute?”

A few moments later, James walked up behind her with the baby monitor in hand, now that he’d put baby Joel down for a nap. Ellie turned to James. “James, this is Dina.”

Dina took a moment to appraise him before she reached out to shake his hand. “Hey James. Welcome to Jackson.” James shook her hand and gave a polite smile and nod. After another awkward silence - which was becoming rather commonplace in this conversation at this point - Dina continued, “Maria told me to tell you to meet Greg at the gate whenever you’re ready. You’ll be setting out in about twenty minutes.”

James nodded, handing off the baby monitor to Ellie, nodding again at Dina. Ellie and Dina both watched James as he went upstairs to retrieve his backpack, gun and other items for the patrol.

“He doesn’t talk much, does he?” Dina asked, now that he was out of earshot.

Ellie laughed. “No, he doesn’t.” Dina didn’t share her laugh. She held Ellie’s gaze for several moments. She opened her mouth as if to say something. Ellie had much she wanted to say to her ex-girlfriend too, but she couldn’t bring herself to.

Dina cleared her throat, nodding at Ellie and turning from the doorstep. At the last second, however, she spun back around to face her again. “Listen, Ellie…”

“Dina,” Ellie said, stopping her. “Whatever you’re going to say, it’s fine. It’s probably best that we just leave it.”

“No, it’s not fine!” Dina exclaimed, shaking her head. “I thought you died, Ellie. I thought you weren’t going to come back from California!”

“Sorry to disappoint you,” Ellie said bitterly.

Dina sighed. “I’m not disappointed, Ellie. I was hurt. I begged you to stay and you didn’t. And then you disappear into the wilderness for months and come back pregnant? And then a random guy shows up a few days ago? What the fuck, Ellie?”

Ellie felt her hackles rise. “You wanted fuck all to do with me, Dina. Did you expect me to wallow in my own misery and feel like shit for the rest of my life?”

“Of course not,” Dina said. “That’s not what I meant. I meant that he’s a guy, Ellie. And getting pregnant? You only ever told me that the thought of getting pregnant spooked the shit out of you and grossed you out. I just don’t understand any of this.”

Ellie looked away from her. “I don’t know what to tell you, Dina. And no, before you ask, he did not force himself on me.”

“I know,” Dina said. “Maria already assured me of that.” Dina looked into Ellie's face, trying to read her expression. “But Ellie, please don’t tell me you put yourself through this just to prove something to me.”

“No!” Ellie blurted out, before calming down slightly. “No, Dina. At least I don’t think so,” she sighed. “You weren’t the only one who was hurting, ok?” Dina looked at her for several moments and then nodded at this.

For several long moments thereafter, the two young women looked into each other’s eyes. “I’m sorry, Dina. I really am. I’m sorry for all of it.”

Dina let out a breath, stepping forward and taking Ellie’s hand with the two missing fingers in hers. “I’m sorry too, Ellie. I- I’m sorry I hurt you.”

Ellie felt like a great weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Both Ellie and Dina had avoided each other for the better part of a year for fear of having to face one another again. To have reconciled as they did, even with an apology, felt liberating to her.

She wrapped her arms around Dina in a hug, pulling her close as a tear slid down her cheek. After several long moments, Ellie pulled back and saw that Dina had succumbed to a bit of waterworks as well.

Dina smiled and wiped her tear away. “You have no idea what a relief that was.”

Ellie let out a laugh, the ice broken. “Shit, seriously.”

She looked behind her back in the house, where James was, and her son was. Looking back at Dina, she sighed. “Look, Dina. Things are…complicated now. Complicated in a way I didn’t expect whatsoever. And I…don’t know if things can go back to the way they were, you know?”

Surprisingly, Dina took this in stride, nodding. “I understand, Ellie. And I feel the same way. But listen, you’re welcome to come by whenever you want to see me and JJ, really. Don’t be a stranger.”

“Likewise,” Ellie said, smiling.

“For the record, you seem happy. And it feels good to see you like this,” Dina said.

“I am. I wasn’t for a while, but things are good now. Better than good, surprisingly.”

“So…did he turn you bi?” Dina asked with a small grin. “Welcome to the club.”

Ellie blushed, letting out a bemused laugh. “Oh god, don’t even say that. Even just hearing it like that weirds me out, Dina.”

Dina raised an eyebrow at Ellie, waiting for an answer.

“...maybe a little bit, ok? Just a tiny little bit,” Ellie laughed, rubbing the back of her neck. “Don’t tell anyone, alright?”

“Sure, sure.” Dina’s grin turned downright mischievous. “Little uncomfortable at first, yeah? Taking that D in your V?”

Ellie groaned audibly and put her head in her hands. “Wow, you are still such a weirdo.”

Dina laughed. “You’ll have to tell me how you two met,” she continued.

Ellie coughed. “Uh, yeah, about that, you’re going to need to get me drunk if you want that story. It’s a shitshow and a half.” Her grin turned into a frown. “Listen, Dina. Have the patrols been safe out there lately?”

Dina nodded. “Safe enough, for the most part. Every once in a while there will be a herd of Infected or some asshole raiders but it’s been a long time since there’s been an incident.”

Ellie did not look convinced. “Just…let me know if anything happens while he’s out there, ok? And make sure Greg watches his back, or I swear to god I’ll kill him.”

Dina nodded with understanding. “Yeah, I got you.”

Ellie sighed. “Good.” She knew she shouldn’t worry for James as much as she was, but she couldn’t help it. As if on queue, James walked up behind her with all his gear and jacket. Ellie suspected that he had finished packing up a good ten minutes ago, but he had had the intuition to give Ellie and Dina space to hash things out.

Dina looked up at him; he towered over her too just as he did with Ellie. “You ready?” James nodded. “Great. Greg will meet you at the gate.”

James looked back at Ellie, giving her a nod and a small smile before heading off. Ellie and Dina watched him go before Dina said, “you should know that there’s a wager going around about whether he’s a mute or not.”

“That’s fucked,” Ellie said. “What’s your money on?”

Dina shook her head with a laugh. “I didn’t say I was in on the wager, just that there was one. But if I had to put money down, I’d say he talks, yeah.” She looked knowingly at Ellie. “Only to people he trusts though.”

Ellie pondered this, before her baby monitor chimed to life as she heard baby Joel making a fuss, having woken up from the nap. “I should go take care of him.”

Dina nodded. “It was good seeing you again, Ellie.”

“You too,” Ellie said softly. Just as Dina turned to leave, Ellie said, “Dina?”

Dina looked back at her questioningly. “Do you want to meet him?” Dina smiled and nodded, clearly eager for the excuse to see Ellie’s son for the first time.

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After Dina had met baby Joel for the first time and left, Ellie was once again alone. She’d put baby Joel down for another nap again some time later and was busying herself throughout the day with tasks around the house to keep herself preoccupied. If she kept herself idle, her mind would wander to things she didn’t want to think about. Chief among them at the moment was the prospect of some misfortune befalling James.

That worked for a while, but now the sun was going down and James had not yet returned. It was probably nothing for her to be concerned about and she was probably overreacting. But her gut instinct told her something wasn’t right here.

She heard a knock on her door and Ellie jumped to her feet to see who it was. Expecting James to be there, her stomach dropped when she saw that it was Maria and Dina instead. They both were sporting grim expressions.

“Ellie…” Dina began.

“Where the fuck is he?” Ellie spat. Her heart was pounding in her chest. This couldn’t be happening, not again.

“He and Greg were scouting the abandoned lodge to the north. They ran into a herd of Infected and he and Greg got separated. That’s the last we heard before the radio cut out,” Maria explained. “And the snow is getting heavier out there.”

Ellie wouldn’t hear anything more. She drew out her revolver and cocked it open to check for ammo. “Ellie, it’s ok. We’ll handle it. You have a son now. There’s no need for you to be going out there yourself,” Dina said.

She gave Maria and Dina a stern glare. “You think you’re going to stop me?”

Maria looked back and forth between her and Dina, sighing. “You’re stubborn, you know that? Alright, if you insist on this, then I will stay behind and watch Joel. Just be careful and don’t do anything careless, ok?”

Ellie nodded, putting on her jacket and shouldering her backpack. She had already had it ready to go in the event that she needed to drop everything and rush out to find James. She now felt very justified for having made that preparation now.

“You sure about this?” Dina asked Ellie.

Ellie looked up at her. “I’m not letting this shit happen again, Dina. I’m not.”

Dina nodded with a frown. “I get it. And you’ll bring him back, I know you will.”

Ellie said nothing more, turning and closing the door behind her. How could she have been so stupid and complacent, thinking that she had finally achieved peace after so much misery? She had let her guard down, and now she was risking losing it all, again.

Even as the snow was coming down and she knew that this was not a wise choice to be venturing out in this rapidly-deteriorating weather, she would not turn back no matter what. She had to find James and bring him back.

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Ellie trudged through the snow, trying to see where she was going from underneath her hood. Off in the distance, she could see a series of buildings. She was familiar enough with this area, having explored it during previous treks of her own. But that had been some time ago now, and the ongoing blizzard made it difficult to navigate where she was going.

She finally reached one of the buildings - a small shed. She ducked behind it and looked around for any sign of James. Her eyes widened when she instead saw an Infected lumbering right around the corner from her on the other side of the shed. Luckily, the mutant had not yet taken notice of her, merely making a gurgling sound and roaming around in the shed. Ellie took a deep breath and brandished her baseball bat, knowing it would be a better choice of weapon than a gun so as not to alert any other Infected nearby.

Rushing around the corner and into the shed, she bludgeoned the Infected across the back of the head before it could even take notice of her. Once it was on the ground, all it took was one more hit to the face to finish it. Ellie wiped a sweat from her brow. Just as she was about to move on to begin searching the other buildings, she nearly jumped out of her skin when a hand grabbed her from behind, covering her mouth to muffle any squeal or scream she might utter in surprise.

Ellie’s instinct was to grab for her revolver, until the other person spun her around and she immediately recognized who it was. She would recognize that familiar dimpled chin anywhere.

“James!” she nearly shouted, if not for the fact that she knew she had to keep her voice down so as not to alert the Infected. Her surprise was outweighed by her joy that he was still alive. Her heart pounded in her chest and she fought back tears of sheer unbridled relief from the fact that he had not suffered the same fate so many others in her life had. At least not yet. She didn’t think she could survive it again.

He looked at her, smiling. Which frankly annoyed the hell out of her. She punched him in his chest. “I fucking told you so, you asshole! I knew this patrol of yours would go to shit! Get that fucking smile off your face!”

He rubbed his chest where she punched him and shrugged. Ellie sighed, her frustration deflating. They were still in danger, both from the elements and the Infected. “Fuck it. Let’s just find shelter. This storm is getting worse. Where is the rest of that herd?”

“Most have scattered after Greg and I split up. He went back in the direction of Jackson,” he explained.

Ellie nodded. “They may be Infected, but most of them are probably trying to get out of the storm too. Instinct, I guess.” She began to shiver, realizing how cold she was getting. “Cmon, let’s head for the lodge at the top of the hill. It’s a good spot I’m familiar with. That building is chained up, so there might not be any Infected inside.”

James followed her as she led the way. They encountered a few roaming Infected between them and the lodge, but they stealthily dispatched a couple and avoided a few more. When they arrived at the double doors of the lodge, James frowned when he noted that the doors were tightly chained shut.

“It’s ok,” she whispered. “There’s a back entrance. Some of us from Jackson have hid out here before. I just hope the key is still where we last left it.”

Ellie led him around back to the basement entrance. A thick lock was on the basement doors, but Ellie began rummaging through a series of unused flower pots that were sitting nearby. She muttered something under her breath as she went through each of the many small pots before finally letting out a “Yes!” of triumph as she found the key. Returning to the basement door, she unlocked the door and drew it open. James nodded at her appreciatively, following her down the stairs and into the basement and closing and locking the door behind them.

Both of them drew out their flashlights and clicked them on, looking around the musky surroundings. From down here, the snowstorm raging overhead and outside the lodge sounded like a deep yawning. Ellie kept her ears open, listening for Infected, especially the ominous sound of Clickers. Luckily, she heard nothing of the sort.

Seeing nothing but a lot of old furniture, some dusty knick knacks and a handful of rotting bookshelves, Ellie turned back to James. “We should search the rest of the lodge before getting too comfortable. Make sure we’re actually alone here,” Ellie whispered to him. “Can you check upstairs and I’ll keep looking down here?”

James hesitantly nodded. He did not look keen on splitting up. Neither was she, frankly, but they’d be able to cover the house quicker this way.

He left her alone and she busied herself with searching the rest of the basement. She was pleased to see that there were still no Infected in the basement as far as she could tell; this lodge had been locked tight and had successfully kept the creatures out since the last time Jackson scouting parties had used it as a refuge.

Unfortunately, she also wasn’t finding many items of value in the basement either, however. “Whole bunch of crap in here,” Ellie swore under her breath.

Ellie suddenly saw what appeared to be a red kerosene container, tucked away in a tight crevice in the wall. The wall was partially collapsed at the gap in the wall, it looked like even someone of her stature would have a hard time squeezing in there, but the thought of getting access to some oil for a fire was too good to pass up. Especially with how cold she currently was.

“Fuck it,” she muttered. She propped up her flashlight on a nearby dresser so that it was facing toward the dark crawlspace. Taking a deep breath, she took hold of the collapsed beam that was blocking the way and lifted it up, pushing it aside.

Success. With the way clear, she prepared to crawl through.

Ellie nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard a creaking above her and behind her. She had just enough time to realize what was happening, but by then it was too late. Disturbing the beam caused the rest of the partially-collapsed wall to come tumbling down, just as she was attempting to crawl through the gap and grab hold of the kerosene.

“Fuck!” Ellie yelped as the debris came down atop her. But luckily, rather than getting crushed, the beam that she had shifted out of the way had come down first. It came down just enough to trap her in the crevice, though thankfully it got wedged in the opposite wall and did not come down onto her completely.

Thankful that she hadn’t been crushed, she immediately recovered and realized that she was now trapped. She could neither crawl forward or shift backwards out from under the beam.

“Fuck, fuck, god damnit,” Ellie grumbled, struggling to pull herself out of the crevice she’d somehow gotten herself wedged into. This was the last sort of predicament she ever wanted to find herself in. Getting chased down and torn to pieces by Infected was one thing, but getting torn to pieces by Infected because she stupidly got herself stuck in a crawlspace was not at all how she wanted to go out.

She knew she couldn’t cry out for help from James as it would run the risk of attracting any Infected in the area or in some hidden corner of the house that they may have overlooked. Ellie tried to wriggle out herself, scooting backward as much as she could. The beam above her was the biggest problem; it prevented her from being able to crawl back the way she came, and she also could not push the beam off of her from this tight angle. The best she could do was worm her way backward a centimeter at a time, but eventually she hit her limit and could go no further.

Yep, I’m officially fucked, Ellie thought.

Ellie stiffened when she heard footsteps behind her. Instinctively, her hand struggled to reach down to her holstered revolver, even if there was no chance in hell of her being able to get off an accurate shot from this position she was trapped in. She heard the creaking of floorboards as the figure walked through the study, the sound of the footfalls drawing closer and closer to her. Then the footsteps stopped and Ellie went completely still. Although she couldn’t see from this angle, especially with how dark it was, she could sense that someone was standing right behind her.

The only comfort she took was knowing that this was unlikely to be Infected, as they would be making more noise than this, babbling their mindless nonsense or clicking away with that horrible death rattle that Clickers made. Still, there was no shortage of human monsters out there who would have no qualms about having their way with a woman in a compromising position like the one she was in now. Maybe someone else had snuck in to wait out the blizzard just like she and James had done?

Ellie nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a hand tapping touching her from behind. “James? Is that you?” They didn’t respond, and Ellie was left feeling very concerned and even more vulnerable. “James, I know you don’t talk a lot, but if that’s you, I swear to god you better fucking say something.”

Again, they said nothing, and whoever the person was made no move to lift the beam off of her to help her out of the crawlspace. What they did do, however, was place their hands right on her ass. Whoever the person was would no doubt be looking right at the young woman’s butt sticking right out at them, and this person was clearly intent on taking full advantage.

As the stranger rubbed her ass, giving each cheek a squeeze, Ellie chewed her lip and grit her teeth. “If you’re not James, I’m going to fucking kill you,” Ellie growled. “And if you are James, I’m going to extra kill you, bastard.”

Once again, the stranger said nothing. His hands retreated from her bum and Ellie let out a sigh. This was short-lived, however, as the person’s fingers quickly reached around underneath her and unbuttoned her jeans. She swore and tried to wriggle away as this person deftly pulled her jeans and her panties down to her ankles. She gasped as the cold air hit her ass, goosebumps materializing across her skin as her lower half was almost completely bare and exposed.

The stranger’s hands again went to her freckled ass, giving her cheeks a good squeeze once again, this time completely unobstructed by her jeans and underwear. She heard the stranger suddenly spit before a finger ran itself along her slit between her legs. “W- What’re you…?” Ellie mumbled with confusion. She told herself she didn’t want this, especially if this stranger turned out to not be James. But then why was she getting so wet?

Whoever was ogling her freckled rear could clearly feel how turned on she was too. As their finger rubbed in circles along her sex, she could undoubtedly feel how moist her pussy was becoming and could probably see it glint in the dim lighting of the room. Ellie couldn’t fathom why her body was reacting this way. It was as if her own arousal was playing Russian Roulette, given that there was a 50/50 chance that the mystery figure rubbing her cunt was not actually her familiar male lover. She had absolutely no desire to be molested by some random asshole, but if this actually was James…

The stranger shuffled themselves up behind her, spreading her legs open as much as they could with her jeans and panties tugged down around her ankles. She took a deep breath to ready herself for what was to come as she heard the stranger spit once again, followed by the sound of them rubbing their spit into something. Realizing that this stranger was likely a dude, and was likely lubing up their cock to penetrate her, she braced herself, her body shaking from an odd mixture of trepidation, excitement and the cold.

Ellie felt two strong hands wrap themselves around her waist followed by a thick, spongey cockhead rubbing against her slit. The strange man once again paused and let another glob of spit fall from his mouth, landing on the place where his cock was pressing against her tight pussy. With this additional lubrication and her natural wetness leaking out of her, he firmly pulled her trapped body back toward him while he gave a single, insistent shove forward. The decision was completely out of her hands, trapped as she was, as her tight sex was impaled on his member with a single simultaneous push and pull.

“Oh f- fuck!” Ellie yelped with exquisite pleasure coursing through her nethers as she was filled by a very familiar girth.

Yep, this was definitely James. The moment the mystery cock plunged its way inside her tight pinkess, the sudden penetration removed any doubt from her mind. She’d had James’ cock inside her more than enough times by now that she could probably make a 3D image of it in her brain.

“James, you dumbshit!” Ellie laughed, filled with sudden relief that she wasn’t being used by some random sick fuck, but rather the father of her child. “What’re you - oh fuck! - doing?!” Her half-hearted protests were interrupted by his cock hitting a really good spot inside her which turned her legs to jelly, quivering with her jeans and panties around her ankles.

She heard James let out a laugh, and she again wanted to kill the smug bastard. She hated him, but man did she also fucking love him. She’d sheepishly confided in him a few nights ago about wanting to eventually try something kinky like this, and it seemed that he had taken her little current mishap to make her fantasy a reality. Truth be told, this was probably not a good idea considering anyone - human or Infected - could sneak up on them whilst they were…preoccupied. But she was in such a state of bliss now that she didn’t care. Neither did he, apparently.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” Ellie taunted him, her trapped lower body jostling back and forth from his hips slapping against hers. “You like having your way with a trapped lesbian in some snowed-in house and sticking your big, fat prick inside her until you empty your nuts in her?!” Her wetness was practically coating his long, thick cock sliding in and out of her. She was on the verge of obtaining what had to be her quickest orgasm from penetrative sex that she’d ever had.

“Alleged lesbian,” James murmured sarcastically. He reached a finger down to roll her clit with one of his fingers, adding to the pleasure of his cock pushing in and out of her wet pussy.

Ellie chewed her lip, pushing her ass back at him to meet him thrust for thrust as well as she could in her position. “‘Alleged’, huh? Why don’t you prove it, bud?” she challenged him.

Challenge was obviously accepted, as he increased his pace, pounding her pussy faster and harder. He knew she could take it now, her body having gotten used to his size and thickness some time ago. James’ finger went to Ellie’s clit, rubbing her sensitive nub with a thumb while his hips continued clapping against her ass.

She was pushed closer and closer to orgasm as he filled her with his girth again and again. The skillful stimulation of her clit was a wonderful bonus, but it was the cock plowing a steady rhythm in and out of her tight pussy that was really doing it for her. Likely because of how trapped she currently was; he held onto her hips and was just using her as an immobile tight sleeve for his pleasure. The thought of it surprisingly aroused her to no end, and she vocalized that arousal with a chorus of moans and coos. She would’ve reached back and used her hands to spread herself open for him if she could, but in her current position the best she could do was push her pert ass back at him in tandem with his deep pumping motions in and out of her juicy sex.

“So…fucking deep,” Ellie groaned with pleasure. “I s- shouldn’t be cumming on a stranger’s cock, but I think I’m about to…” she moaned, once again playing the role of a trapped damsel being used by a stranger. In a real scenario with a real stranger, she would never even think of behaving in such a way. But with James, she took this as a prime opportunity to indulge fully in some kinks.

James withdrew his finger from her clit and instead tightened his grip on her hips, increasing the pace of his pounding thrusts. He seemed hell bent on getting her off using his cock alone, spurred on by her naughty roleplaying. Ellie’s pussy was soaking his cock at this point, her juices dripping down onto her bundled-up pants and panties at her ankles. This abundant lubrication made it all the easier for him to drill her, plunging in and out of her tight pink sex at a rapid pace and tapping her cervix at the end of each stroke. Her pussy likewise was milking him like a vice now.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck…fucking c- cumming!” Ellie moaned. His cock was ceaselessly stroking her g-spot with every plunge, and the contact his spongey cockhead made with her cervix had long since become an odd source of pleasure for her as well. These dueling sensations combined with the compromising position spurred her on to a very messy and intense orgasm, her legs shaking as her pussy coated his cock in her juices.

Ellie’s pussy tightened and squeezed her lover’s thick member, and she could tell from his heavy breathing that he was getting close to his own climax as well. She decided to really amp up the dirty talk so ensure that his orgasm would be as intense as hers.

“P- please don’t cum inside me, mister! I have a girlfriend!” Ellie acted out. “I’m not on birth control! A lesbian can’t g- get pregnant from a guy!”

All bullshit, naturally. The thought of him pumping thick globs of his spunk into her pussy was such a desirable prospect for her in that moment that she could probably climax again just from the thought of it. And while James had never actually gloated about being the one to bring out her bi side - he wasn’t one to brag about that sort of thing - she knew deep down that he got some sort of pride out of it. She couldn’t blame him.

James gave a few more deep thrusts before he buried himself inside her, letting loose a gasping groan. His thick monster cock twitched against the entrance to her womb and then spurted out a thick load into her pussy, utterly drenching her insides. “Mm fuck yes,” Ellie whispered in a way that James couldn’t hear it, so as not to break the role play. How he still seemed to have an endless supply of spunk as a mystery to her considering how often he drained his balls in her pussy weekly.

All Ellie could do was take his load, trapped as she was. And she loved it. “Oh god…it’s so much! You like pumping a fat load in a dyke pussy and knocking her up?!”

James naturally didn’t answer her other than letting out a manly grunt that sent chills down her spine. He rubbed her ass and continued pumping his hips back and forth, spilling more semen inside her tight pussy with every thrust. She hadn’t exactly ventured out on this rescue mission with the intention of getting fucked, especially trapped under a bit of rubble as she was, but she was not about to complain about the result. Going less than twenty-fours with James creaming her cunt had been a nice treat in an otherwise unenviable situation.

When their mutual orgasms abated, James took a deep breath, rubbing her back. Ellie cooed, feeling quite content with the quickie. “Wow, damn. That was fun. But I’m starting to get sore. Mind finally helping me out of this shit?” Ellie laughed.

James said nothing, drawing his cock out of her with a wet sucking sound, his cum leaking out of her pussy as his girth was freed from her like a cork from a wine bottle. A moment later she heard him grunt as he hefted up the debris that kept her pinned. Ellie groaned now that she could move her muscles and stand up on her feet again, feeling immensely stiff from holding that position for so long. “I’m going to feel that in the morning.”

“I wasn’t that rough,” James quipped.

Ellie rolled her eyes. “Very funny.” She gave him a punch in the shoulder. “That’s for fucking me while I was trapped.” She winked at him to let him know that she was not actually angry. He grinned and rubbed his shoulder.

She put a hand down to the seed leaking from her pussy. “Well that definitely warmed me up, at the very least.” She pulled up her panties followed by her pants, not caring at the moment that his cum would be staining her panties and she’d have to keep some of his baby batter inside her for a few hours. She looked over at James who was giving her a coy grin. Ellie rolled her eyes. “Alright, you fucker, I had fun too.”

He laughed.

“Before I stupidly got trapped, did you find anything?” she asked.

“The house looks empty except for us. And I found some firewood, still dry.”

Ellie’s eyes widened. “Jackpot. Let’s take it up to the living room and see if we can get it going then.”

Some time later, they found themselves in the living room of the lodge. They had finally relaxed and allowed themselves to breathe easy now that a roaring fire was going in the fireplace. Although they couldn’t see outside with the windows boarded up, they could still hear the blizzard raging all around them. Luckily, the blizzard would keep any Infected in the area at bay as well.

With nowhere for them to go until morning, Ellie and James had cleaned themselves up a bit and had taken off their damp winter clothing, huddling close to the fire - and each other - for warmth. Ellie had fortunately discovered more than just a beam for her to get trapped under; she had found a thick fur blanket tucked away in a closet. A rather dusty blanket, but usable all the same. They both had the blanket cocooned around both of them while the nearby fire warmed them up.

They both said nothing for a while, simply taking comfort in each other’s close presence. Ellie looked over at him, wondering what was going through that enigmatic head of his.

“So, as bad as this night started, not a horrible way to end it, right?” James smiled and nodded in agreement, putting his arm around her and pulling her closer to him. She snuggled into his warmth with a sigh, not minding the gesture at all.

With how close she was to the father of her child, however, she felt that it was inspiring a certain mood in her. She looked again at him hungrily, licking her lips. “You know, there is more than one way to keep warm. I know you’re thinking it too, bud.”

He looked at her, that familiar synergy already clicking between the two of them. Without another word from either of them, they knew they’d be having sex yet again. James gently lowered Ellie onto her back, unfurling the fur blanket they had been sharing and laying her down atop it. She cooed and let out little whimpers of needy pleasure as James began kissing his way down her body, working his way south while he fingers deftly removed her panties, tossing them aside.

Ellie never really put much stock in the lovey dovey romance shit that people always talked about. After two failed relationships and a whole lot of tragedy in her life, she had grown even more cynical about such things. But as she was sprawled out on a fur blanket, this tall adonis of a man planting kisses on her tummy and down to her navel while the gentle glow of the nearby fireplace illuminated both of their bodies, all Ellie could think about was how oddly romantic this was. It might not have been her usual forte, but she could really learn to appreciate it.

James smiled at her and dipped his head down. Ellie eagerly spread her legs open for him, chewing her lip and trying to keep her excitement in check. James was very good at eating pussy, Ellie had to admit. His stubble had been slightly off putting to her at first, being so dissimilar to what she was used to, but once she looked past that, his skill and experience more than made up for this.

He lowered his mouth to her sex and began to work his magic. Ellie’s eyes rolled back into her head, her hips undulating up toward his lips and tongue as he eagerly devoured her pussy like a starving man. She dug her fingers into the fur blanket beneath her as his head bobbed between her legs, his tongue wriggling in and out between her labia. He used his fingers to expose her clit from its hood so he could give it equal attention as he always did.

She was incredibly wound up today, probably from the earlier stress, and like with the trapped quickie fuck, she did not last long this time either. His tongue was just too dang vigorous, and he knew all the best spots to get her off quickly by now. She orgasmed on his mouth with a small squeal, putting a hand to her mouth to muffle her moan. Her juices coated his lips and tongue, but he drank his fill and dutifully carried her through her climax.

When she came to again, James had lifted his head up from between her freckled legs, grinning at her. Once she recovered a few moments later, she looked lustfully down at the tent forming in his pants. All it took was one nod to get him to remove his pants and bring out her favorite toy for her to play with.

But something gave her pause. A certain phrase: quid pro quo. She had given thought to this for some time, and she now felt that now would be as good a time as any to do something nice for James.

“James, wait,” Ellie stopped him before he could get between her legs with cock at the ready.

He paused to look at her with concern. “Did I do something wrong, Ellie?”

Ellie let out a laugh. “Fuck no, you didn’t.” Leave it to James to eat her pussy, bring her to a squirting orgasm and then ask if he did something wrong. She put a hand to his chest and gave him a playful shove onto his back atop the fur blanket. “Look, I’ve been a bit of a selfish bitch, to be honest.”

James shook his head at her.

“No, I have,” she continued. She put her head between his legs. His cock throbbed as she rubbed it against her cheek, marveling at how his prick was nearly longer than her entire head. “You go down on me all the time, and I almost never do it for you. That shit isn’t fair.”

James’ eyes widened with surprise. “It’s ok, Ellie. I don’t mind doing it.”

“I know you don’t,” she said breathily, stroking his cock. “But I really do want to do this. I want to give you a blowjob, a proper one. I’ve thought about it for a while.” She gulped. “Your dick is freakishly big, but…I’ve been practicing while you haven’t been looking.”

He cocked his head at her with a grin. “With what?”

Ellie rubbed her tattooed arm and blushed with embarrassment. “A cucumber from the garden.” He grinned at her again and she rolled her eyes. “Shut up. You’d practice too if you had to choke on a monster dong like the one you’ve got.”

He stopped smiling and shook his head. “You don’t have to.”

She waved him off. “I know, I know. But I want to, like I said. So you just sit back and let me do this for you, ok?”

James finally nodded, lying back on the fur blanket. He clearly didn’t want her to do something she didn’t want to, but if she insisted on doing this for him, he’d be a fool to refuse. Ellie gripped his thick long prick and gave it a good stroke, causing a bead of precum to emerge from his fat cockhead.

“God fuckin damn,” Ellie swore under breath, licking her lips as she prepared to take his cock into her mouth. Taking this cock into her pussy was a struggle at first, and still was in some ways, but at least she had the natural flexibility to allow that. This however just didn’t even seem possible to her. Still, it wasn’t going to stop her from trying. She didn’t spend days practicing on a cucumber like a dork just to wimp out now.

Ellie took a deep breath wrapped both of her hands around the base of his cock in a two-handed grip. She grimaced with mock annoyance at the fact that her hands could barely encompass his girth.

“Seriously, James, what do you feed this thing?” Ellie asked, looking up at this face.

He rolled his eyes and she laughed at his exasperated expression. The humor was enough to take some of the edge off as she wet her mouth and prepared to tame this trouser snake. She had of course taken him into her mouth a few times before, but never more than licking the surface of it or sucking the first two or three inches at most. And usually just for foreplay and additional lubrication. But this time she intended to give him a real blowjob and make him finish, and she was more than a little nervous about her ability to see it through to completion.

Deciding that she had stalled long enough, Ellie slowly lowered her mouth down to his plump, flushed cockhead. She planted a kiss onto the head of his cock, feeling it twitch against her lips as she did so. Looking up at his face to gauge his expression, she slowly ran her tongue along the sensitive underside of his head. He let out a quick intake of breath and she inwardly felt a bit of satisfaction when he reacted in such a way.

Emboldened by this small victory, Ellie pressed on. She ran her tongue along his shaft, slowly descending downwards. She heard his breathing hike up a notch as her tongue attempted to cover every conceivable millimeter of his cock that it could reach. Considering how long and thick he was, it was an arduous task, but one that she took to with ease, even if the more difficult task of fellating him still loomed over her.

When she reached his balls, she gently moved his shaft out of her face slightly so that she could run her tongue along each tender orb, one after the other. As he watched with bated breath and she kept her gaze on him, she sucked each of his balls into her mouth, delighting in the moan he let out in response. Deciding to get a bit more creative of her own accord, she used one of her hands to stroke his cock while sucking each of his balls, precum bubbling up from the tip of his girthy prick.

As she tenderly gave his balls oral love, Ellie once again couldn’t help but appreciate his cleanliness. It’s not as if she begrudged anyone for being a little dirty out in the world, especially considering most places didn’t have safe and secure running water and showers anymore like Jackson did. But she was nevertheless pleased that he kept himself clean and in good condition ever since he’d started living with her and baby Joel. It made something like this far more pleasant for her. Of course there was a bit of manly musk as well, given that he’d been out scouting for some time before taking shelter in this house. But she could certainly work with that and tolerate it. If anything, she was starting to feel a tad intoxicated by his scent, with her nose so close to his cock and balls now.

Ellie pulled her mouth away from his balls and let go of his shaft, letting it stand up like a flagpole, throbbing and pulsing with his heartbeat. She chewed her lip and looked up at him, brushing away a stray brown hair from in front of her face. “Here goes nothing,” she murmured to him. He smiled and nodded, waiting patiently for her to get started.

Ellie lowered her mouth down and took in his cockhead and the first inch thereafter. So far so good. She was still in safely-charted oral territory for now, having taken this much during previous bouts of foreplay with James previously. This time, however, she knew there was more to it now than just getting cock lubed up to slide into her pussy without any fuss. This was all about his pleasure using only her lips and tongue this time.

His fingers dug into the fur blanket beneath him as she ran her tongue along his cockhead, curling it around the underside of his shaft as she lowered her mouth further, taking another couple inches into her mouth. Ellie ran her hands up and down his muscular inner thighs and soldiered on, her gaze still fixed on his. Now she was coming to the danger zone where her gag reflex would start to kick in whenever she’d practiced with the cucumber.

His thick, long shaft pushed into her back of her throat and she gagged her eyes widening with tears in her eyes as she pulled his cock out of her mouth, coughing. Strands of spit dripped from her mouth and coated his shaft as she struggled to catch her breath.

“Ellie, it’s ok. You don’t need to-

“I’m fine, I’m fine!” she said after coughing. “I can do this, I know I can. You’re just, really fucking big, ok?”

“Bigger than the cucumber?” James asked, bemused.

“Longer than the cucumber,” she laughed. Ellie looked down at this throbbing meaty cock again, stroking his spit-slick shaft lest he lose his erection on her account. She licked her lips and lowered her mouth down again, readily taking the first half of his cock that she’d already swallowed before. Being more prepared mentally this time, she took another few inches that she hadn’t previously, throwing up her hands in triumph. There were another couple inches that remained outside her mouth, but she had taken most of it, and she was quite proud of the feat. If only Dina could see her now.

She drew his cock out of her mouth, sucking in a deep breath as she lathered his cock up with her spit. “Haha, I did it! Told you I could.”

“Never doubted you.”

“Pssh, of course you did. You’re just too damn nice to admit it. But you have to admit, not half bad for a lesbian, huh?”

“Former lesbian,” James said with a cheeky grin.

“That again, huh?” Ellie reached up and flicked his dimpled chin with her finger. “Careful, you. Or I’ll leave you blue-balled.” He laughed and put up his hands in mock apology. Ellie shook her head.

“Ok, enough talk. Time to make this bad boy pop,” she said, stroking his cock. “Just…warn me when you’re about to, ok?”

He looked at her with surprise. “You really want to…?”

“Swallow? Yeah, I do,” she said definitively. “I told you I was going to give you the full service treatment this time, and that’s what I’m going to do.” She sighed. “Again, just warn me, because holy shit your loads are fucking big, and I don’t want to die drowning in your cum.” He grinned and nodded.

Ellie sucked in a deep breath and lowered her mouth down to James’ long, thick cock again. James let out a sigh of pleasure above her as she swallowed his prick again, his shaft pushing into her mouth and into her throat once more. This time, however, she was better prepared, and was able to keep her gag reflex at bay. When his cock entered her tight throat, she heard him groan and grip the fur blanket beneath them like she had done when he had gone down on her earlier.

This gave her the boost of confidence she needed to see this through to completion, knowing that he was taking pleasure in what she was doing to him. She began bobbing her head up and down his oversized member, staring up into his face as she did. She figured guys liked it when girls did the eye contact shit, and she couldn’t blame them. Whenever James or even Dina before him gave her eye contact while going down on her, it tended to turn her legs to jelly. Luckily, it seemed to have the same effect on her male lover.

Ellie made throaty gurking, choking sounds as she sucked him deep, taking him into her throat again and again with every descent. She reached down and played with her pussy, finding this to be a far more bearable endeavor than she was expecting, now that she had gotten used to it. Occasionally, she needed to extract her mouth from his big prick to suck in much-needed air, and she would use that opportunity to lather his cock up with her spit and jerk him off with both hands, wringing his member in a firm grip so that he was never lacking in stimulation.

She plunged her mouth back down onto his cock, curling her tongue around the sensitive underside of his mushroom head as he pushed in, hilting in her throat. She felt him twitching with increasing frequency and his breathing grew heavier. He was mere seconds away from cumming, she could tell.

“Ellie…I’m…” James warned.

“Mmhmm,” Ellie acknowledged, her mouth and throat full with his thick meat.

Determined to really make him pop, she reached a hand down and gently tickled his balls while gulping and gluking on his cock, taking him into her throat again and again at an increased pace. Breathing through her nose as much as she could, she was wanting to bring him to his release before she needed to come up for air again. Wet slurping and sucking sounds drowned out his masculine moans at this point.

She tightened her throat around his cock, and James threw his head back, announcing his release.

Ellie’s eyes widened when she felt his cock twitch once, twice, and then a thick, warm rope of frothy man batter spurted out of his cockhead into her throat. Then another rope, and another. Ellie was intimately familiar with how prodigious his ejaculations could be, having taken so many of them inside her pussy and womb, and she knew she would have to stay one step ahead of him so as not to drown. She gulped and swallowed each spurt and breathed through her nose as he spent himself down her throat.

By spurt number five, she knew she was losing this fight, and she opted for plan B. She swallowed what she could and quickly drew him out of her mouth and throat. Replacing her mouth with her hands, she jerked his spit-slick cock, wincing as the last three spurts of his immense climax were propelled right at her face. She dutifully opened her mouth and caught as much of his cum that was fired at her as she could, while the rest streaked across her face and her small tits as well.

Finally his orgasm came to an end and he slumped down onto the blanket beneath him with a sigh. Ellie played around with the salty seed in her mouth, sampling it with her tongue before she drank it down. Not exactly the tastiest thing ever, but not as bad as she was expecting either. She suspected some people out there would consider it an acquired taste.

She looked at James with triumph as his cock twitched in the aftershocks of his orgasm, a few droplets of cum dribbling from his thick cockhead. She’d done it; she’d actually fellated a guy; and not just any guy, but a guy who was packing some serious meat.

“So…be honest,” Ellie said, panting and getting her breath back. “Not the shittiest blowjob you’ve ever gotten, right?”

James tiredly looked up at her with a smile. “Far from it.” He leaned up and her eyes widened with surprise when he kissed her, not seeming to care that his own seed was still on her tongue.

“Flatterer,” Ellie laughed as he pulled back from the kiss. “You’re welcome. I wouldn’t mind doing that again for you at some point.” She looked down and saw that somehow, against all possibility, he was still hard. “Holy shit, dude. I thought I just drained this thing!”

James gave a cheeky shrug and Ellie shook her head. She motioned for him to get atop her, spreading her legs open for him and using her fingers to spread open her inner pinkness enticingly. Naturally, he eagerly accepted the obvious invite.

“I want to do it slowly this time,” Ellie whispered to him. “I want to…make love. You up for that?” she asked, hopeful. She had never made such a request of him before, let alone with such sincerity, and she was nervous at how he would take it.

James looked surprised for a moment, but he readily nodded a moment later, smiling at her. She let out a sigh of relief, realizing that she was getting herself worked up over nothing. James took this in stride just like he did with anything, and it was exactly why she was so comfortable opening herself up to him like this in the first place.

He settled himself behind her on the fur blanket, spooning himself behind her. She eagerly snuggled close to his warm body, her back pressed against his muscular chest. Ellie turned her head to the side to look at him, eagerly nodding at him to begin. He gently raised her leg upwards, spooning himself up against her and pushing himself into her tight pussy.

“Mmm, ya,” Ellie softly moaned as he sank himself inside her. As he filled her sex up with his turgid shaft, she raised her head upwards toward his handsome face and snagged his lips with hers.

He looked rather surprised; in all their time spent together, she had rarely kissed him. But now she seemed not only willing, but eager to press her lips against his. Hungry for it, in fact. James was not about to complain though; he tangled her tongue with his, kissing her with equal passion as he rolled his hips, gently pushing his cock in and out of her tight pussy, making love to her at a relaxed pace. With one hand keeping her leg raised, the other hand began to palm her small, pert breasts. His thumb rolled her hard pink nipple, his hips pushed his cock in and out of her pussy, and his tongue danced with hers.

“Mmhm,” Ellie moaned contentedly into her make-out session with James. She was receiving the royal treatment at that moment, as far as she was concerned. Even at a slow, steady pace, her guy lover’s thick, long cock was working sweet magic inside her, sending sparks of pleasure throughout her nethers as he slid in and out of her cunt. She was so dripping wet at this point that he made a squelching sound each time he pushed himself inside her, her pussy practically swallowing him up despite how large he was and how tight her sex was. But it wasn’t just his cock; James was proving himself the best kind of multitasker by stimulating her nipples one after the other, as well as switching to reaching down between her spread legs and rubbing her clit as his cock pushed in and out of her pussy.

He’d become a master at pleasuring her, as evidenced by her orgasm washing over her mere moments later. She moaned softly into his kiss, her pussy clenching down on his thick shaft as she came. James’ eyes widened, likely from the surprise of how quick she climaxed. Quickly adapting, he increased the pace of his thrusting slightly while two fingers lovingly stroked her clit, carrying her through her orgasm and amplifying it.

When he could tell that she was getting tired from overstimulation, he stopped, drawing his long, thick cock out of her with a wet suctiony pop and removing his two fingers from her oversensitive clit. Ellie and James finally withdrew from their deep, continuous kiss, both taking the opportunity to get their breath back. Ellie was panting from the aftershocks of her orgasm, looking up into James’ eyes.

“God damn,” Ellie sighed with bliss. “Are you trying to keep breaking your record? Like, ‘how fast can I make Ellie cum this time?’” she laughed.

James smiled, shrugging. Ellie leaned forward and kissed him again. “You’re a good kisser, by the way,” she said, stroking his cheek. “It needs to be said. I think…I think we can add that to the menu, from now on.” He smiled warmly, nodding in agreement.

Ellie looked down and licked her lips, seeing James’ cock still iron-hard, twitching and liberally coated in a layer of her juices. She reached down and took it in her comparatively small hand. She looked up at James’ face again, blushing with excitement, lust, and also romantic passion.

“You still cold?”

James eagerly nodded, looking as hungry as she felt.

“Good, me too,” Ellie cooed. “Let’s keep warming each other up.”

James found himself on his back with Ellie eagerly climbing atop him. She took hold of his monster cock, slapping it against her wet pussy. With a deep breath of anticipation, Ellie positioned herself above his thick pussy-pleaser and sank herself down, throwing her head back and squeezing her perky breasts as she was penetrated once again by his thick cock.

As the blizzard raged in the world outside, Ellie and James took comfort, warmth, and pleasure in each other’s bodies. Ellie held onto his shoulders, moaning softly as he kept his hands on her waist. Their hips worked in tandem with each other as Ellie rode him, her ass bouncing in his lap at a brisk pace as his cock plunged in and out of her tight pussy, her body accepting him readily with every penetration.

When James sensed that they were both getting close, he leaned his body up and pulled her close, his hand holding her by her back to keep her steady. Ellie readjusted her lower body, putting her head onto James’ shoulder and working her hips even faster along with his. She increased her pace and rode him even faster and harder than she ever had before while they moaned together. She could feel the telltale twitching of his cock inside her and she chased that undeniable thrill of a warm, gushing feeling deep inside her. The same sensation that had resulted in her getting knocked up all those months ago.

She worked her pussy up and down his shaft faster and harder, her ass bouncing in his lap until he announced his release with a groan, hugging her close as he exploded inside her. Spurt after spurt of hot cum coated her insides. Ellie sighed with bliss and shivered at the sensation as she took his load inside her once more. For some reason, however, this time felt more special than many of the others. Something had changed between them, or at least for her.

Thoroughly spent, James’ wilting cock had slipped out of her and Ellie and James rested atop the fur blanket, their bodies glistening with sweat as the nearby fire warmed them. They had worked themselves up so much that they no longer needed to be underneath the blanket for warmth; their bodies and the nearby fire did the trick just fine.

Ellie was quiet and deep in thought, and James - usually the more quiet of the two - picked up on this. He reached down and stroked her cheek. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

The twenty-one year old woman was silent for several moments, looking away from him, before she said, “I think I’m falling in love with you.”

James was silent, and for a moment Ellie was worried that she’d pushed a little too far, too quickly. “I know that’s a big bombshell, and I’d understand if you-

He cut her off by leaning over her and snagging her lips with his in the most passionate kiss they’d ever shared before. Ellie melted into the kiss, moaning into it, her tattooed arm wrapped around his back.

When they both pulled back from the kiss, they were both left panting. “I take it you’re cool with it, then?”

James smiled and nodded.

Ellie put her head back on his shoulder. “Good,” she said, grinning. She looked up at his face. “When we get back home to our son again, there are some things about my past I want to tell you about, if you’ll let me. Starting with this,” Ellie said, pointing down at the tattoo on her arm, or rather the years-old bite marks that it was covering up.

James nodded with understanding. “And Dina?”

Of course he has picked up on that. “Yeah, Dina too. I’ll tell you about her,” she said. She was silent again for several moments before she said, “Boyfriend.”

“Hmm?” he asked.

“I’m testing the word out. It’s new to me. Boyfriend,” she repeated. “Not so bad, honestly,” she said wistfully. “I can get used to it.” She smiled as he pulled her close. The two survivors, now formally a couple by their own admission, snuggled close and waited for the storm to pass.