Gently his tongue licked over the delicate skin of your lips.

He tasted like coffee.

Mixed with his smell of rain and old trees, you felt as if you were spending the night in a hut in the forest, while above you the clear starry sky sparkled.

Almost shy, you dared to open your mouth and grand him entrance.

Without hesitation he let his tongue slide in and began to fight with yours, first tender and then growing more hungry.

A deep sigh escaped him as you caught his tongue between your teeth to gently tug at it.

The sound made his chest tremble. Goosebumps grew all over your body as he let his hand slide underneath you and pulled you onto him with one swift movement.

Out of reflex, your hands rose and placed themselves on his chest.

He was surprisingly well build, not just slim but muscular. His shoulders were broad, while his arms had big biceps and veins running through.

Whenever he moved, the slight hint of abs moved as well. Lack of food and water made it difficult to gain weight in this world, but Joel seemed to be build like a man that wasn't effected by the apocalypse at all.

He felt warm and despite the many scars that adored him, he felt pleasant to touch. Not perfectly flawless, but perfect as a man.

Curious, you let your hands slide down his stomach to explore his body a bit more. Your nails gently scratched him, causing goosebumps to crawl down his back.

As your lips separated again, he let out a long, shivering breath. Slowly, you slid between his legs, watching every movement if his face, checking if he was wanting this.

With a deep sigh head fell back, eyes closed, as he let himself fall into the feeling of the hot kisses that you placed all over him.

With a grin, you let your tongue dance over his stomach, followed the shape of the abs and let it rest on the brim of his underwear.

But before you could tease him some more your attention got caught by a huge, circular scar in his pelvis area.

Out of fear the rosy skin could break, you let the tips of your fingers only stroke it gently.

"I fell down a railing and onto a metal bar.", he said with a gentle smile, his hands playing with your hair. "Got pierced like a suckling pig."

Shocked, you had to gasp.

Imagining alone was enough to make your stomach twist and turn.

"That sounds disgusting.", you whispered and placed a kiss on it.

He nodded, smiling even broader.

"I thought I had to die."

Humming, you came up again to steal another kiss.

"Glad you didn't. Otherwise I'd be very lonely now...", with those words you flashed him a sweet smile and returned to his underwear.

A slight bulk was already pressing against the cotton. He seemed excited, but was still holding back for the real action.

As you pulled the hem down a little to reveal a v-snap on his pelvis and let your tongue danced over the sensitive skin, his cock twitched in excitement and grew harder.

Your eyes jumped back up to his, to confirm that he was in.

With a soft sigh, Joel closed his eyes and let his head fall back.

You took that as an invitation and pulled his underwear down entirely.

Maybe it was because he was only half-hard, but he seemed thicker than expected. The length was nothing unusual, a bit above average maybe. But it was the thickness that could have made a whore gasp.

Veins danced through the sensitive flesh, making him throb in excitement with every touch. The tip was already summering a bit.

You took him in a hand to take a better look. The sight of his bare flesh made something inside of you tingle with excitement. Heat rose to your face.

You wanted him.

Slowly, you let your tongue slide from the bottom to the top to let it stroke over the rosy tip.

A gasp escaped him. He had not felt any kind of human contact in a long time. Out of reflex, his hips twitched upwards, desperate to feel more.

You smiled as his tip pressed against your lips.

"Getting impatient?", you asked, stroking him up and down while feeling how he got hard between your fingers.

A hum escaped him. His hands reached out to stroke your cheek.

"Don't tease me.", he whispered and placed his hand on your head to gently bury his fingers in your hair. "Do me the favour."

Grinning, you parted your lips letting your tongue slide along his length for a few times before taking him into your mouth. He was a bit of a stretch, making the sides of your mouth feel sore. The taste of salt spread in your mouth.

A relived sigh escaped him as he felt the warmth close around him.

His dick twitched, hitting a spot in the back of your throat.

Surprised, your eyes widened, but his hand held you in place. Gently, he began to press down on you, indicating the pace until you got used to it and took over.

Gasping, you closed your eyes and let your tongue twist and curl around his cock. With every movement you could feel him twitch and whenever you locked the tip, he grew bigger for a few seconds and felt swollen.

A deep, shivering breath escaped him as he let his head fall back and pushed his hips up, deeper into the earth of your mouth.

You let it happen, letting him face-fuck you in the most desperate yet gentlest way you had ever experienced.

You sucked on him, top to bottom and listened as his breath got heavier and his pace more impatient. His body was tense, waiting for that sweet moment of release.

But before he could come, you pulled back, keeping the progress by stroking him with one hand.

Frustrated yet confused, he looked up as you positioned yourself on top of him.

"You won't let me hanging, won't you?", you asked with a grin.