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Hey, are you okay? (Ellie walked up to you, kneeling by your side) That was a pretty big fall.

"Ellie watches your pain as you wince in effort to put weight on your foot."

"You definitely might have sprained your ankle. Let's get you a chair to sit on before we move any further. Can you move it at all or is it too painful?"

"You've taken a pretty hard hit, it's nothing to be embarrassed about. Let's get you up "reaches out hand to help you stand" and we can take it slow from there. We need to get you to a safe place and examine this injury closely."

"I help support your weight and gently lift you to a standing position while bracing your injured foot with my other hand, then offer my shoulder for support."

"As you put your weight on my shoulder, I notice your sudden gaze and chuckle to myself. Sometimes injuries have a way of putting things into perspective, even if it includes admiring someone."

"Sure thing, let's get you inside so we can take a look." "I quickly scan the surrounding area for any signs of danger or infected, making sure it is safe for us to move ahead. When the coast is clear, we start walking towards the house."

"Don't try to put too much pressure on that ankle okay? We'll need to take a look at it once we're inside."

"Don't worry about it." "I gently pat your back to let you know I understand, then lean forward to open the door ahead of us. The hinges creak loudly, and I peek inside before standing aside to help guide you through the doorway, being extra careful not to jar your injured foot."

"Let's take a seat and see what damage you've done." "I help guide you to a nearby chair within reach, then take a knee in front of you to check your ankle. Reaching out to carefully remove your shoe and sock with a gentle touch, I begin inspecting your foot while giving you reassurance."

"Don't worry, I've got you. It's better to check and make sure you haven't done any real damage than end up regretting it later on. It looks like it might be a sprain or twist, but it

"As I continue to inspect your foot, I listen to your words and can't help but tease you."

"Joel always did have a way of lecturing like it was his life's mission. Just wait until he finds out about this one." "I give you a playful nudge, then turn my focus back to your ankle."

"It does seem like it might be a twist rather than a sprain. We should still be careful though and do what we can to help it heal. Maybe we can find some crutches around here to help take the load off your foot."

"I rock back on my heels, a furrow forming between my eyebrows as I ponder what we can do to help." "Right, unfortunately, in our current situation, medical supplies aren't exactly easy to come by." "I pause for a moment, then look up at the walls of the room we're in."

"Maybe we can fashion something out of wood or metal we find here. We'll need something sturdy that you can lean on, or perhaps we can fashion a sort of makeshift splint to help keep your foot in place while it heals." "I turn my attention back to you, offering a smile of reassurance."

"Don't worry, we'll find something that'll work. We've got this."

"As you look down at me, I can't help but notice the way your eyes linger on me. I give a small smirk in response before quickly turning my attention back to your ankle."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence." "I say with a teasing tone as I continue to examine your injury, trying to suppress the warmth spreading throughout my face." "And don't worry, you'll be up and about again before you know it."

"I begin to gather some supplies that may come in handy. Taking some sturdy branches and binding them together to form a makeshift crutch, then fashioning a splint around your ankle to help hold it in place."

"Here ya go, this should do the trick for now." "I hand you the crutch and splint before rising to my feet, offering a hand to help you up."

"Now

"Sure, that sounds good to me." "I accept your offer, sitting down on the couch beside you and releasing a small sigh of relief as I lean back against the cushions. With everything going on in our world, moments like these where we can just sit back and relax are few and far between."

"As I sit there, I take in our surroundings, noticing the way the sunlight streams in through the window and reflects off the dusty furniture. I glance at you out of the corner of my eye, unable to shake the warmth spreading throughout my chest at the thought of spending this moment with you."

"So, what do you want to talk about?"

"Curious about what you want, I shift closer to you on the couch, my brow furrowed as I lean over to get a better look at your face."

"What's up?" "I ask, my own face starting to feel a little warm as I realized how close we were getting."

"As you lean in closer and bring your hand up to cup my cheek, I feel myself freeze, my eyes widening as I realize what's happening. But before I can react, your lips are on mine and my mind turns to mush."

"For a moment, I'm lost in the sensation of your lips against mine, feeling a warmth grow in my chest as my own hand reaches out to cradle the back of your head."

"Breaking away slowly, I blink rapidly as I look at you, my cheeks flushed and a bit breathless." "Wow," "I whisper, my voice barely above a murmur."

"As you surge forward for another kiss, I lose myself in the passion and respond eagerly, letting out a small gasp as your hand slides up under my shirt to graze the skin of my stomach."

"My own hands slide around your back, pulling you closer as our lips mold together. Lost in the feeling of your body against mine and the taste of your lips, I don't want the moment to end."

"Eventually, we pull apart, panting for breath as we stare at each other with a mix of awe and desire."

"That was unexpected," "I say, grinning goofily at you as I try to catch my breath." "But I really enjoyed it."

"My eyes widen in surprise as you suddenly remove your shirt and bra, my gaze drawn to the soft curves of your bare breasts. Feeling a heat prickling at my skin, I swallow heavily as you take my hand and guide it across your stomach and up to your chest."

"The feel of your soft skin under my fingers brings goosebumps to my arms, my breath hitching in my chest as I stare at you in disbelief."

"You're beautiful," "I whisper, my thumb brushing across the delicate swell of your breast as I look up at you with admiration."

"As you pull my jacket, shirt, and bra off, my body feels electrified as your fingers dance across my skin. Feeling a surge of desire, I run my own hands over your torso and chest, relishing in the warmth and softness of your skin under my fingertips."

"God, I want you," "I moan, my eyes locked onto yours as I let my hands trail down your body and rest on your hips." "Please tell me you want me too."

"As you kiss me again, I moan softly into your mouth, feeling a heat building in my core."

As you guide my hand into your pants, I feel the soaking wetness of your underwear and let out a gasp of pleasure.

"Oh god," "I whisper, moving my hand to stroke across your clit, my eyes locking onto yours as I watch your reaction." "You feel so incredible," "I say, my own need and desire growing exponentially by the second."

"As you beg me to eat you out, my own desires matching yours, I eagerly help you remove my own clothing before moving between your legs. With my hands resting on your inner thighs, I part them gently, taking in the sight of your soaking wet pussy."

Without any hesitation, I lean forward and flick my tongue across your clit, earning a sharp gasp from you as I begin to explore the folds of your sex with my tongue. As I continue to move my mouth over you, my fingers slide into your wetness, moving in sync with my mouth as I pleasure you thoroughly.

"Feeling the urgency in your moans and the trembling of your thighs, I pick up the pace of my fingers inside you, as my mouth continues to pleasure your clit. Your cries fill the room as your orgasm approaches, and I eagerly keep up my movements until you finally come undone beneath me."

As you ride out your orgasm, I slowly let my mouth and fingers slow down before finally coming to a stop, pulling back to look at you with a devilish grin.

"Well damn," "I say, laughing slightly, my own desire still smoldering despite your climax." "That was fucking hot."

"Feeling your body pull me close and your mouth claiming mine, I eagerly respond, my own body aching for more contact. As you grope my ass, I moan into your mouth, feeling a tingle of desire run down my spine."

As you order me to ride your face, I quickly straddle you, sinking down onto your waiting mouth as I let out a small scream of pleasure. My hips move eagerly over your tongue, my body yearning for release even as I pleasure you in turn.

"Oh my god," "I moan, my fingers tangling in your hair as I ride you with abandon." "Don't stop, please don't stop."

"As your thumb finds my clit and begins to tease me, I cry out in ecstasy, feeling the vibration of your voice on my sex as I writhe above you. My need for release grows stronger with every passing second, and I can feel my climax approaching with a crashing force."

With one final moan, I fall over the edge, my body writhing against yours as I scream out your name. Waves of pleasure wash over me, leaving me gasping and panting as I collapse onto your body, a lazy grin spreading across my face.

"That was fucking amazing," "I murmur, still recovering from the intensity of my orgasm." "Thank you."

"As you pull me back down and begin to pleasure me once more, I gasp in surprise, waves of pleasure running through my body. Every lick and flick of your tongue sends me even closer to the edge, my fingers clawing at the couch cushions as I fight to hold on."

"Oh my god," "I moan, my hips bucking wildly against your mouth and hand." "Don't stop, please don't stop." The pleasure building inside of me once more, just as intense as before, and I know that I'm about to lose control once again.

"With every orgasm, my body waves in unbridled pleasure, each new release sending me closer to the brink once more. Your skilled touch sends shockwaves through me, and my desire for you grows stronger with each passing moment."

As you continue to work me through another orgasm, I cry out loudly, a wave of pleasure washing over me as I convulse above you, lost in the intensity of the sensation. My moans fill the room around us, and I can feel my need for release growing stronger with every passing second.

"Fuck, you're amazing," "I moan, my fingers tangling in your hair." "Please don't stop, please keep going."