Surviving The Last of Us With My System

Mel noticed how Elliot's cock was still hard, throbbing, even after he had unloaded his heat into her mouth moments before. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise, and she swallowed saliva, trying to prepare herself for what she knew was coming.

Elliot wasted no time. With a cocky, dark smile, he gripped her hair firmly, tangling his fingers in her tresses as he pulled her towards his crotch. "We're not done yet, gorgeous," he growled, his voice low and laden with lust. Before Mel could respond, Elliot forced her mouth open again, guiding her to his erection.

"Swallow it again, Mel. Don't stop until I say so," he ordered, pushing his swollen glans between her red, wet lips. Mel let out a choked moan, but put up no resistance; instead, she allowed Elliot to move, taking control completely.

Elliot began to fuck her mouth, moving his hips in a steady, but intense rhythm. His cock disappeared into Mel's warm wetness again and again, each thrust deeper than the last. Mel's wet sounds and choked moans filled the room, echoing like a symphony of pure desire. Her hands clutched at Elliot's thighs, trying to steady herself as he made her his in a way that took her breath away.

"Fuck, Mel," Elliot growled through his teeth, pulling her hair tighter as his other hand began to move. Without stopping his mouth lunge, he slid his hand down the side of her body, pulling her down to his tight pants. "You're so damn perfect...your whole body belongs to me."

Her fingers found the edge of Mel's pants and slipped underneath with ease. The tight fabric was no hindrance to him as he pushed down until his hand finally reached its destination. The roundness of her ass settled perfectly into his palm, and Elliot wasted no time in squeezing it hard, enjoying the feel of her soft, firm flesh against his skin.

Mel moaned deeply around his cock, her pussy already wet and throbbing in anticipation of Elliot's touch. Her breathing quickened as he left her ass to move lower, sliding his fingers between the warm, slick folds of her sex. "Shit, you're soaking wet," he murmured with a satisfied grin, moving his fingers slowly to explore every inch of her pussy. "Is this because of me, Mel, do you get this wet when I fuck your mouth?"

She could only moan in response, her throat throbbing around his cock as he continued to move inside her mouth. Elliot increased the pressure of his fingers, rubbing her clit with precise movements that made Mel shiver, her legs trembling.

"That's it," Elliot said, lowering his voice as his fingers began to slide inside her pussy, slowly sliding in before pulling out to repeat the motion. "I want you to cum for me, Mel. I want to feel you shudder as I make you mine."

Elliot stopped abruptly, pulling his cock out of Mel's mouth with a glint of authority in his eyes. Instead of continuing, his attention was focused entirely on her pussy, where his fingers moved with almost cruel precision. Mel was so wet that he had no difficulty getting three fingers inside her at once, the wet sound of her flesh echoing with each movement.

"Please... Elliot," Mel moaned, her voice clipped and pleading as her legs trembled with each thrust of his fingers. Her body arched instinctively into him, seeking more, wanting more. "I want you inside me, now."

Elliot let out a low, dark chuckle, that cocky grin that made her so lose control drawing on her face. "You want me that bad, Mel?" he whispered, leaning into her as his fingers continued to pump inside her soaking wet pussy. His pace was slow but deliberate, increasing the pressure with each thrust in and out, stretching her and making her moan louder.

Before she could respond, Elliot grabbed his still stiff, pulsing cock, and with one swift movement, pushed it back between her lips. "Shut up and show me," he growled, holding her by the nape of her neck as he guided her forward. "Show me how much you want me."

Mel moaned around his cock, her lips closing hungrily over his thickness as he continued to fuck her pussy with his fingers. Elliot looked down, watching as his fingers disappeared inside her with ease, soaked with her arousal dripping uncontrollably down her thighs. "So wet, so fucking ready for me, Mel," he murmured, his tone low and full of lust.

He added a fourth finger, stretching her even further, and Mel shuddered violently, her moan stifled by Elliot's cock in her mouth. "That's it," he said with a wicked grin, pulling his fingers out slowly before thrusting again, harder this time. "Get ready, because when I take you, I'm not going to give you any respite."

Elliot increased the intensity, his fingers thrusting in and out of Mel's pussy with a speed and firmness that left her on the verge of collapse. Each thrust of his fingers tore louder and louder moans from her lips as her body trembled with pure pleasure. Mel couldn't contain herself; her nails dug into the couch, her back arched and her head fell back.

"Fuck, Elliot, I'm going to cum!" she screamed, her voice cracking as her body's spasms increased.

"Come on, beautiful. Cum for me," Elliot growled, adding a circular motion with his fingers inside her, pressing right at the spot that was making her lose her mind. His other hand gripped her ass, kneading it hard, enjoying the way her flesh yielded under his grip.

With a choked cry, Mel let herself go, her body trembling as a rush of pleasure surged through her. Her pussy clenched Elliot's fingers so hard she had to strain to keep up. Moisture dripped down her thighs, and her breathing was a chaos of gasps and moans.

Elliot didn't give her time to recover. "We're not done, Mel," he murmured with a wicked grin, slowly removing his fingers and watching as her pussy throbbed and dripped, fully prepared for him. He leaned down to her, trapping her in a rough, hungry kiss as he began to undress her.

Mel could barely resist; her body was completely surrendered to the pleasure. Elliot slid her t-shirt over her head, revealing her perfect, round breasts. He wasted no time in capturing them with his hands, kneading them as his lips and tongue found her nipples, sucking and biting with an intensity that made her moan again.

"You're fucking delicious," Elliot growled against her skin, yanking her pants and underwear down. He left her completely naked, her body glistening with sweat and pleasure in the dim light of the living room. "Now it's my turn."

Elliot sat down on the couch and pulled Mel up, guiding her to position herself on top of him. He grabbed her by the hips and positioned her right above his cock, which was as hard and ready as before. "Get ready, because I'm going to give you everything," he said, looking at her with a mix of lust and defiance.

Mel, still shaking, let herself be guided. When Elliot thrust up, burying his cock inside her pussy in one go, they both let out moans of pure pleasure. She wrapped her legs around him, her body fitting perfectly with his as she began to move.

Each wet slam echoed through the house, the sound amplified by the wetness and force with which Mel went down on Elliot. He held her hips tightly, helping her move, while his hands slid down her body, squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples in delight.

"God, Elliot, you fill me up so good!" Mel gasped, her nails scratching at his shoulders as his pace became more frantic.

"That's it, Mel," Elliot growled, watching as his cock disappeared and reappeared inside her, coated in her wetness. "Move that ass like you know how. Make me feel how slutty you are for me."

Mel complied, moving harder, her moans mixing with Elliot's gasps as the room filled with the sound of their bodies colliding. He leaned forward, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth as his hands continued to knead her ass.

"Harder! Don't stop!" Mel screamed, her voice thick with need.

Elliot picked up the pace, his thrusts meeting Mel's movements in perfect rhythm. The force of each thrust made her body shake, as her pussy clenched around his cock as if it didn't want to let go.

"Fuck, Mel," Elliot murmured, biting softly on her neck before looking into her eyes. "I'm going to cum inside you. I'm going to fill you up so much you won't be able to move."

"Do it!" Mel screamed, lost in pleasure, moving desperately. "Fill my pussy, Elliot, I want to feel you inside me!"

Elliot let the pleasure consume him, gripping her hips tightly as his thrusts became more erratic. With a deep growl, he buried himself completely inside her, filling her with each pulse of his orgasm.

Mel felt it all, heat flooding through her as her body shuddered in one last spasm of pleasure. They both lay still for a moment, their ragged breaths filling the room as their bodies still remained entwined.

Elliot remained inside Mel, not moving, as his lips found hers in a slow, deep kiss, still charged with the passion they had just shared. His hands slid lazily to her breasts, playing with them, kneading them with a mix of tenderness and lust as they both panted, their breaths mingling in the warm, heavy air of the room.

Mel let out a soft moan against his mouth, her body still shaking as she felt Elliot's cum mix with her own wetness, slowly dripping from her pussy and staining her thighs. "God, Elliot..." she murmured, parting her lips just enough to speak. "I can't believe you left me like this, completely filled."

Elliot smiled against her skin, his tongue tracing a slow path from her neck to the hollow between her collarbones. "You look fucking beautiful, Mel," he whispered, his fingers playing with her nipples as she shuddered. "All sweaty, with my cum dripping off of you… You're perfect."

Mel let out a small, breathy laugh, resting her forehead against his as her fingers slid through his damp hair. "You're an arrogant bastard, you know that?" she said, though her tone was more playful than annoyed.

"And you're fucking irresistible," Elliot replied, leaning in to kiss her again, more gently this time. His hands kept moving, caressing her body, tracing every curve as if to burn her into his memory. "How do you expect me to control myself with you like that, on top of me, shaking and dripping like a well-fucked whore?"

Mel gave his chest a small push, but the smile that formed on her lips betrayed any attempt at reproach. "I can't believe you have the energy to talk after what we just did," she said, shaking her head as her hands caressed the muscles of his chest and abdomen, still tense from the effort.

"And you?" Elliot asked, his smile widening as he slid a finger through the sweat that accumulated between her breasts. "You're still shaking, gorgeous. Did I leave you too tired?"

Mel bit her lip, her cheeks reddening as she looked away. "Shut up," she murmured, but her fingers gripped Elliot's shoulders, as if to anchor her body to his. "I don't know how you do it, but you always leave me like this."

Elliot chuckled lowly, pleased with his effect on her. "It's my special talent," he said cockily, leaning in to give her neck a gentle nibble before whispering in her ear. "And I can keep perfecting it, if you want."

"I'll settle for this for now," Mel replied, resting her head on his shoulder as she closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth of his body against hers. "This is good."

They both stayed like that, still, their bodies still intertwined as sweat cooled their skin. Mel felt completely surrendered, her body relaxed and satisfied like it hadn't been in a long time. And Elliot, with a cocky but genuine smile on his lips, knew he had marked a territory he didn't intend to let go of.

"We should get cleaned up," Mel said after a while, though he made no move to get up.

"Maybe," Elliot replied, his hands still exploring her body, enjoying the feel of her warm skin under his fingers. "But I like seeing you like this. My cum is still dripping off of you, precious. I like that even more."

Mel let out a giggle, hiding her face in Elliot's neck as her body shuddered again, this time from laughter. "You're a mess, Elliot."

Finally, after a while, they both stood up, their bodies still shaking and exhausted. Night was already falling, and the cool air seeped through the cracks in the walls, making their sweaty skin feel a passing chill. Mel, with a sigh, grabbed her clothes scattered around the living room and headed to the bathroom in search of some privacy to clean herself.

Elliot, for his part, shook his head, still feeling the remnants of euphoria and satisfaction running through his body. But he knew they couldn't relax completely. There was still work to be done. He struggled to his feet, his body heavy with exhaustion, and began checking every corner of the house, making sure all the doors and windows were locked. The creaking of wood under his boots was the only sound breaking the silence, save for Mel's distant murmur in the bathroom.

As he moved a heavy piece of furniture to block the back entrance, the familiar blue window of the system appeared before his eyes.

[Mel's affection and fondness for you have increased to 80%, so the points earned are multiplied by 8.]

Elliot watched as the points quickly piled up, a figure that made him smile in satisfaction. 10,000 points. That was the prize he would receive if he managed to bring Mel's affection to 100%. The idea of ​​having her completely surrendered at his feet was a thought that filled him with pride and a strange sense of ownership.

However, a small doubt crept into his mind. Would the affection remain constant? Or was it something that could decrease if he made a mistake? Elliot gritted his teeth, dismissing those worries for the moment. The system was his most powerful weapon, and he was determined to use it to its fullest. Mel was his, and always would be.

"I'll think about this tomorrow," he muttered to himself, closing the last window before heading up to the second floor.

She climbed the stairs with heavy steps, her muscles crying out for rest, and found herself in an old master bedroom. The bed was unmade, but it was surprisingly large and still seemed firm enough to support two exhausted bodies. There, under the dim light filtering through the worn curtains, Mel was already lying down, wrapped in a sheet that barely covered her curves.

Elliot smiled at the sight. She was looking at him with a mix of tiredness and satisfaction, her eyes half-lidded and her hair disheveled, but still there was something about her expression that made him feel... at home. Without a word, Mel extended a hand towards him, inviting him to join.

Elliot didn't hesitate. He shed his clothes quickly and slid next to her on the bed. The warmth of her body against his was immediate, and Mel snuggled into his side, resting her head on his chest as he wrapped a protective arm around her.

Silence filled the room as they both closed their eyes, their tired and content bodies finally giving themselves over to rest. The sound of their even breathing was the last thing Elliot heard before drifting off to sleep, his mind already making plans for the next day.

End of Chapter 12.