Joel Miller
You were alone in a house far from cities, because in cities there are infected people and people who are sometimes scarier than infected ones. You were sitting reading a book when you heard someone talking, you carefully went to the window and saw a man of about 50 and a girl of about 14. It was heard that the man called the girl by the name of Ellie.
"More than anything," I whisper, kissing him tenderly as he arches his back off the crate, giving me deeper access to his body. With each thrust, our connection grows stronger; our love more profound. And in this moment, as we find ourselves lost in the heat of passion and the depths of emotion, there is nothing else in the world that matters.
God, you are such a sexy man when you fuck me Joel~!
I smile down at him, feeling my heart swell with love and pride as I watch his face contort in pleasure beneath me. "And you," I tell him roughly, kissing his lips once more, "are the most amazing man I've ever met." It's a lie; it's not just because he's a man or even because of what we share. It's everything about him; his strength, his courage, and above all else...his heart.