I walk in the room and Four is sitting on the bed, bent over, and face in hands. I walk over and sit next to him.
"Hey." I say, cautious of his response.
"What do you want?" He answers coldly. I sighed. I knew that the arrival was going to upset him.
"Four... you don't have to act like this. It's going to be okay." I say. I lean my head to his shoulder. It almost seems like he's lifeless- a body of stone, no movement.
"Tris?" I look at him, waiting for a response.
"Four…" I close my eyes and press my lips to his. He kisses me back, he comes alive, he is not a statue anymore. Hands stroke my arms, and I believe that he'll appreciate.
Four slides his left hand into my hair, urging me closer to him. He moans his approval as I climb into his lap, my legs straddling his hips as my arms wrap around his neck, one hand gently tugging on his hair. He takes his hands out of my hair and slides them underneath my jacket, feeling along my curves.
"There's going to be a lot of consequences if this goes any further, isn't there?" Four asks, still not making any attempt to out any distance between us.
"Most definitely." I reply, pressing my forehead against his.
We attack each other again, mouths melding, tongues stroking, hands groping - desperate to feel each other on our own skin.
We were flying on pure instinct, Four's hands pushing my jacket off my shoulders. The moment my jacket hit the floor, I reach for the hem of his shirt and he lifts his arms to help me remove it. He closes his eyes as my hands trailing over his tattooed back, sliding so slowly. With a growl, Four captures my lips again, one hand cupping the back of my neck as the other hand traces my spine and slips beneath my shirt.
He gathers the fabric in his hand and began pulling it up my back; I retreat from our kiss and raise my arms as he whips the shirt off my body. Four stares at me in amazement, sitting in his lap in a black bra and skin tight leggings, long blond hair traveling down my back and emphasizing my porcelain skin.
"I love you, Tris." Four confesses, his brown eyes staring seriously into mine. "I should've told you that a long time ago." He swallows a lump in his throat as he voices the thing he regrets most since the day he turns away from me.
My eyes brim with tears. "I love you too, Four. I've never loved anyone as much as I've loved you." I take a deep breath and crush my mouth to his, my arms squeezing his shoulders, almost to the point of bruising.
Four slides a hand up my back, his fingers seeking the clasp of my bra and unfastening it. My gaze meets his and never waver as he slowly slips the scrap of fabric off my shoulders. He allows his gaze to travel over my bare breasts just for a moment and then kisses me again, his hands moving to caress the newly revealed flesh.
I gasp into his mouth as his palms envelope my breasts and tease my nipples, my fingers tangle in his short hair and pull urgently. My hips begin unconsciously rocking against him, the steady movement provoking him to grind his hardness in time with my heat.
Growling low in his throat, Four let his lips trail from my mouth move the point of my chin and down my neck, tracing the length of the pulse throbbing against my skin, with his lips - too lost in the moment to care about anything or anyone else. He scrapes his teeth lightly over my skin, grinning as my hand presses the back of his neck, urging his body closer to mine. Four pauses at the base of my throat, sucking hard at the hollow between my collarbones, my tattoo, and then pointedly biting down - determined to leave a mark. If tonight was a one night thing, he wants me to remember who I belong to.
Four kisses his way down my throat to my chest and takes one of my nipples into his mouth, his tongue dancing across the sensitive flesh. I arch my back into him and he glances up to see me biting my lip to contain a scream of pleasure.
Sliding his hands down my stomach and curling his fingers around the back of my thighs, he stands, easily supporting my weight as my legs encircled his waist. Four gently laid me across his bed, retreating from my embrace and focusing his attention on my jeans.
As he unfastens my jeans, I wiggle out of my boots and lift my hips from the bed to help him remove the clinging fabric. My lustful gaze watches as Four's hands moves to his own jeans, popping the button and lowering the zipper before sliding them down his legs and stepping out of them, leaving them in nothing more than their underwear.
He quickly climbs back onto the bed, My arms reaching out and pulling him down on top of me. Our lips meet as a gasp escapes from the both of us as our bare chests meet, smashing into each other.
Four rises on his elbows, keeping his eyes locked on mine and let one hand slide down my body, stopping at the top of my underwear. I nod and his fingers slip beneath the band, dragging the fabric slowly down my legs. But before he could even think of touching me, he feels my hands move swiftly down his back and grip the waistband of boxers. In the blink of an eye, I had them yank down to his knees and he kicks them off the rest of the way.
Bracing his arms on either side of my head, Four positions himself between my legs, my hands tracing a burning path across his chest to urge him on. He leans down and kisses me. But soon urgency wins out and Four pulls back a fraction and thrusts back in as far as he could go, earning a moan from me.
He slowly builds up the intensity, loving every sound and move I made, until I curl my legs around his hips and buck against him, begging for more. Four immediately shoves harder into me on the next stroke, sliding one of his hands beneath my thigh and hiking my leg up higher around his waist to hit me at a new angle. I toss my head back on his pillow, neck straining as I barely manage to keep from screaming out his name.
Groaning, he attacks the pale column of my throat, kissing, biting, and licking every inch of flesh he could reach, my hands sliding up to grip the spot on the nape of his neck that drove him insane.
"Four…I…" I gasp, eyes fluttering close as I writhe beneath him.
"Look at me. Please, let me see you," he pants, never stopping the steady rocking of his hips.
My bluish-gray eyes fly open, locking with his.
"I'm yours forever. No one else's, just yours."
Four seals his words with a kiss, our eyes never leaving each other.
The passion between us explodes, driving us faster and harder as the need within them built to a painful pitch. Sweat bathes Four as our frantically moving skin went harder and deeper. Moans and gasps echo louder and louder throughout the room.
Four pulls my hands from the back of his neck and pins them on the bed over my head, his fingers entwining with mine. He stretches my body against his and holds me there.
Four fought to stay awake, for fear of waking up in an empty bed.
Seeming to have read his thoughts, I free one of my hands then reach up to cup his cheek and whisper, "I'll always be here, Four. As long as you want me, I'll be here."
"Forever," he replies immediately. "I want you here, forever."
"Then go to sleep and I'll be right here beside you when you wake up." I kiss his lips lightly to reassure him.
With a sigh, Four rolls over so that I was on top of him, pressed tightly against his chest. He fell asleep, concentrating on the thoughts of the woman he loves. I smile and hold him tight.
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