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Ellie was splayed out underneath him: naked and spread; her hair having slipped loose from its tie long ago. Joel’s hands trail down her body, their chests staying pressed together as he continues to swallow up every gasp and kiss she was willing to give him.
Joel’s arm hooks under Ellie’s leg to hoist it back against her, giving his hips better access to grind against her dripping heat. He rolls his body forward, his weight crushing her down into the mattress as his mouth pulls back to start planting kisses down her jaw and neck, her pulse jumping beneath his lips.
They were both already sweating; Joel moreso. Ellie’s arms were circled around Joel, refusing to let him stray far from her body. Her thighs remain parted with that small crevice of heat between them ready and coated slick, waiting for Joel.
The problem was Joel’s crotch.
Joel didn’t say anything, and neither did Ellie. Joel didn’t give her any chance, constantly silencing her with his own mouth whenever she’d try to squirm.
His briefs rub against her mound with every grinding motion. Joel’s body stays taut with tension as he shifts his angle yet again, his bulge dragging against her sex with every notion.
Nothing.
His cock hadn’t even twitched once during this whole ordeal.
He has, undoubtedly, the most erotic sight laid out beneath just waiting for him, and his dick is refusing to cooperate.
The minutes continue to pass, a distant clock on the wall ticking and marking every second. Like it’s mocking Joel, a reminder that his body’s constantly changing for the worse.
Ellie keeps shifting, her hands roaming over Joel’s back and keeping him close, her own lips planting kisses over his broad shoulder.
She wasn’t saying anything. Which was the most humiliating part.
Ellie rarely shuts up, especially during sex. And right now? She’s not egging him on, or taunting him.
Her silence feels like pity.
Joel grunts, his body starting to ache with the harsh friction. He adjusts again, pulling away to prop himself up on his elbows so he can hump into Ellie’s thigh. His movements start to turn even more frantic and desperate, his eyes watching his own crotch fail to show anything.
“Joel.” Ellie finally speaks. It sounded like she was frowning.
She was tired of him.
A low growl leaves the man’s throat. Ellie had been laying there for roughly an hour now, she deserved to get what she was being so patient for.
Her next words sounded even more humiliating. They felt like a blow to Joel’s entire self-esteem.
“Joel, stop.”
A bead of sweat slips from his forehead and onto her chest. Joel slumps forward, hiding his red face in the crevice of her neck as his hips increase in ferocity, refusing to falter for even a second. “Just- just give me a sec, Ellie,” Joel whispers, and it sounds like a plea. “I’m almost there, sweetheart, just hold on, baby girl, I-”
“Joel!” Ellie retorts over him, and he feels a grip in his hair as she tries to gently tug him back, to look at him.
Joel’s body felt warm for the wrong reasons. Shame courses through him as he keeps thrusting, his movements turning clumsy. “Ellie, wait.”
“Just stop!” Ellie shouts. Her nails dig into Joel’s hair as she wrenches his head back.
Joel lifts up from her chest, his shoulders shaking with every heavy breath he takes as his hips slowly start to still their awkward movements. Ellie’s eyes were trying to meet his, and hers were too soft for his liking.
“Just.. stop,” Ellie repeats. Her hands slide down from Joel’s hair. “you’re gonna hurt yourself.”
Hurt yourself. Like he was some frail old man.
Joel’s accent came through more thickly, less composed than it usually is. “I’m not ancient, Ellie.” he says, “I can get it up.”
Ellie snickers. “Gee, defensive much?” the girl asks. Her body shifts out from under Joel as she sits upright, and Joel sat back on his haunches, his eyes drifting away from hers.
She could always rely on him, she has relied on him. And he can’t even provide this?
Ellie’s expression softens, coming across a little uncharacteristic from her snarky attitude. Her lip curves into something that resembles a smile. “Hey. I know.” she whispers.
She crawls closer, unfazed by her own state of nudity. Her hands lift up and cup Joel’s face as she makes him look in her direction.
Her thumbs were tracing over his beard, over the lines in his face.
Joel didn’t speak.
Ellie hesitates for a moment before she shrugs her shoulders. “I wasn’t really in the mood for a dick in me anyway.”
Joel lets out a sound; a scoff and a growl at once. “Don’t lie to me, Ellie.” he sighs.
“I’m serious!” Ellie retorts, a grin crossing over her face. “So, it’s actually a good thing you didn’t get hard.”
His gaze drifts over her expression, over the strained look in her face. He doesn’t believe her for a second.
Joel sighs, his eyes moving away. “It’s not..” his nose wrinkles, a hand moving to cover his crotch “..it’s not cause of you, Ellie. Okay?”
He needs to make that clear.
Needs her to know that he’s beating the absolute shit out of himself for his body’s betrayal right now.
“...okay?” Joel questions.
“...okay.” Ellie answers.
Her lips purse together, eyebrows furrowing in contemplation. She grins, “You just need a little extra help, Joel.”
Joel sighs again, unable to bear disappointing her anymore. “Ellie, we’re done here-”
He barely registers the playful look on her face before she surges down, her hands slipping into Joel’s briefs and taking his flaccid dick out in one swift motion.
“Ellie-” Joel’s voice rose.
Ellie’s mouth wraps around him, and the sensation shoots through Joel’s body like an electric shock.
“Fuck-” Joel hisses, his hand instinctively moving to find a place in Ellie’s hair. “fuck, Ellie..” he groans, a low huff leaving him.
Her eyes are sealed shut as she bobs her head down on what she can. Her hands slide down to fondle his balls whilst she continues to suckle around his penis, her mouth swallowing him in.
“Ellie,” Joel tries to get her attention, his fingers tightening in her locks. “baby girl…”
Ellie shifts, her head tilting back just enough so she can glance up at Joel, her eyes wide and eager. She hums in response, her lips stretched around his dick and her tongue swirling over the flesh.
Joel’s teeth grit together, his legs spreading of their own volition. His free hand glides down to brush a few strands Ellie’s hair out of her face and behind her ear.
“..this ain’t gonna work, Ellie.” Joel whispers with a hollow chuckle.
To tell Ellie she can’t do something, or that she has a bad idea, is to light a fire underneath her.
Ellie immediately returns to lavishing his cock, her eyes fluttering shut and her hands kneading his balls more insistently, rolling them between her small fingers and tugging strands of hair.
Joel groans, his head falling back against the wall with a light thud.
Ellie pulls off for just a second to lick a line down Joel’s penis, her tongue lapping over his testicles and coating him in her own saliva before she takes him in her warm heat again.
The occasional sound of a suckle or a slurp echoes in the room with her ministrations, the noises accompanied by Joel’s own panting breath.
“Ellie, sweetheart,” Joel peers down at her, his eyes hazy thanks to her efforts. “you really don’t have to..”
“Sh’up, Joel.” Ellie mumbles. Her cheeks hollow out with every persistent suck.
Joel was torn between embarrassment and arousal.
Ultimately, his shoulders slump with a hint of relaxation as his fingers stroke through Ellie’s hair.
“..you’re too good to me, Ellie.” Joel murmurs, his voice growing more gravelly by the second.
Her eyes flutter open, and she stares up at him. There wasn’t an ounce of disappointment or disgust in those green orbs. She looked at him the same way she always had. With desire, comfort, and a stubborn determination to make him proud.
She wasn’t focusing on the parts of him that are different now, wasn’t focusing on the faded bits or how his body wasn’t as firm compared to when they first met.
She just saw Joel as he was.
And that was more arousing and powerful than any ounce of insecurity lingering in Joel’s body.
“Fuck, Ellie,” Joel moans, his fingers tightening in Ellie’s hair as his hips start to buck up into her eager mouth.
She lets out a soft noise around his cock, her tongue lathering over him.
“Ellie, keep.. keep goin’ just like that, baby girl, that’s right..” Joel swallows down a needy gasp, “you’re doin’ so well, sweetheart..”
His head falls back again as his body starts to tighten. Her mouth continues to suckle on his flaccid dick like she was starving for it, for him.
Joel's hips finally stutter with a violent tremor, his body releasing its tension as he climaxes inside of Ellie’s mouth.
A momentary release washes over Joel. It’s vastly different from reaching a proper peak, but it’s still satisfying and good, and Joel feels a respite of bliss thanks to her.
Ellie swallows around his leaking penis, taking every small bit of semen that drips out from his cock.
Ellie wasn’t being picky or stubborn. She was taking whatever he could offer her in that moment.
Her warm mouth finally leaves his dick with a wet sound, something lewd and real. Her fingers trail up his body as she crawls over him, hands arriving at his face.
Joel meets her half-way with a kiss, and he can feel Ellie smiling into it.
His hands relax in her hair, and they part, breaths mingling into each other. Ellie looked proud of herself.
“I think I just won sex.” Ellie quips.
Joel blinks. He lets out an incredulous laugh.
His arms curl around Ellie’s small form and he pulls her closer to his chest. He presses a chaste kiss to her temple, a smirk on his lips. “Ellie-” he shakes his head with a grin, “you can’t win sex, darlin’.”
“Uh,” Ellie narrows her eyes, “I have proof contrary to that, thank you very much.” she teases, tone mocking a serious voice.
“God, girl, you’re unbelievable.” Joel pulls her in for another kiss, just to irritate her a little.
Ellie’s retort was cut off by Joel slotting their mouths together. But she melts into him, her hands moving to tangle in Joel’s graying hair as she settles herself in his lap.
Joel’s willing to accept a little help every now and then. So long as Ellie keeps looking and tasting him like he’s the most valuable damn thing she can get her eyes and mouth on.