Hey Guys. Well I've writing a divergent high fanfiction, a romantic one and I decided I wanted to write one that is controversial. This is very new to me and I'm sorry if it is bad. Please tell me what you think, but please don't read it if you don't like this stuff. Also let me know if you want me to carry it on because at the moment it is a one-shot. Thank you.
Eric has always interested me. It's just something about him that makes me curious. I mean how someone can be so cold and heartless. What made him like that? Things like this always intrigued me, as far back as I can remember. My curious nature always lands me into trouble thought.
I'm staring at Eric's table. Maybe not him exactly but in that direction. The way he talks to others; straight mouth and a little furrow in between his eyebrows. He never smiles or laughs, although he did once but that was because Christina was hanging on the edge of the chasm. He is a cruel man, getting off on hurting people. And anyone who makes eye contact with him has two options. One get beaten near to death or get chucked into the chasm and never wake up. This scares everybody, even the dauntless leaders but with me, I'm not afraid to stare at him.
I can hear my friends talking in the background of my thinking, even though they are right next to me. I am caught in such a day dream that I didn't realise my eyes have been caught by Eric's stormy grey ones. I suddenly realise and dash my head down. I glance everywhere apart from at Eric. It's strange to say I felt his deathly stare burning into me.
"Tris you coming?" Christina is now stood with the rest of my friends.
"Huh?"
"Coming? Lunch is over."
"Yeah, sorry" I stand up and follow my friends through the crowd of people and tables. We meander through and my friends careful and quickly walk behind Eric's table. I follow suit but I suddenly freeze when I feel a tight grip on my wrist. I glance down and it's Eric. He pulls me down so his mouth is next to my ear.
"My office in ten minutes" his voice is like poison as he hisses. He faces forward when he says this, like it's a casual thing. He lets go of my wrist and I hastily walk, ok maybe run away.
"Shit Tris. What did you do now?" Four asks me as we all walk to the training room.
"Nothing. I mean-"I stumble out my words.
"You were staring weren't you?" Christina chips in. I reluctantly nod.
"Don't you ever learn?" Fours is like an angry dad when he says this.
"I don't know why, I just-"I mumble again.
We turn into the training room, where most people are training. I go and sit on the bench at the side, on my own; I watch the clock. Ten minutes he said, and it was almost time. When I said I always land into trouble, I mean it. This time would be my last time I get into trouble. I should welcome the chasm with open arms, show him he doesn't scare me. Well, maybe he does a little bit.
I bit my final farewells to my friends and made my way up to the 30th floor. I got to Eric's office door and gulped. You're not afraid. You're not afraid. I raised my hand to knock when the door suddenly opened causing me to jump.
"Stiff" peter said greeting me. "Follow me."
"Where are we going?" my voice was shaky.
"Just follow." I followed Peter along the hallway and up the back stairs to the 31st floor. The floor where all the dauntless leaders lived. We walked down the empty corridor, the sound of our footsteps the only sound that echoed. I started to shake. I wasn't afraid.
"In you go Stiff" peter open the final door in the corridor. I walked in to the open apartment. The sun and cityscape below glaring at me through the floor to ceiling windows in front of me. The apartment was much nicer than mine and Christina's. The floor was a light pine and the walls were a medium shade of grey. All the furniture was black and why was I taking note of this? Not something you want to do before you die.
I wondered into the main part of the apartment. There was a kitchen area and a bathroom to the left and a bedroom to the right. I looked out the window and wondered why I was here. I wrapped my black jacket around my torso. I suddenly felt conscious of wearing a tank top. I felt a change in the atmosphere. A tense change.
"Hello Stiff" I hear Eric's voice. I darted around to see him by the door. How did he come in so quietly? I saw him lock the door.
"You like my apartment" he took a few steps towards me. I watched him very carefully as he made his way across the room to me. He stood and looked out of the window.
"It has a perfect view" his face was emotionless so I couldn't tell when he was going to kill me.
There was some silent for a few moments while I watched him.
"If you're going to kill me just do it now" I blurted out. He turned his head to look at me and raised his eyebrow.
"Kill you?" he smirked evilly.
"That's what you do to everyone who makes eye contact with you."
"Is it?"
Why was I telling him stuff about himself that he already knew? "Yes" I said reluctantly.
"I suppose, but, this time no."
"You aren't going to kill me?" I scrunched up my forehead briefly.
"Why do you think we are in my apartment?" he was still smirking, even more so now. Thoughts rushed through my mind and I could feel my heartbeat quicken. Eric's whole body faced me now; his grey eyes staring into mine. He cocked his head to one side. "Why do you think Stiff?"
"You want to-"
"That's right" his smirk and intentions sent a small shiver down my spine. He came closer to me, his rough hands taking grasp of my small waist.
"Eric" I breathed erratically.
"What Stiff?"
"I…I…"
"What?" his voice was deep and vibrated through my whole body.
"I don't think we should" I can't believe I said that.
"Really now?" he pulled me in closer and I could feel something hard in his lower regions against my stomach. "Because I think he wants to."
"Did you just refer to your dick as a man" I couldn't help but giggle but I gasped after I did.
"Did it humour you?" Eric actually smiled. Not his creepy smile but a genuine one. Maybe the way to break through his tough exterior was this.
I giggled and nodded. "I've never heard someone refer to it as a he. Maybe a winky or solider but on par with a human never."
"What would you like me to call it then?"
"Why would I care, it's not as if I'm actually…" I stopped mid-sentence. "You actually want me and you to?" My eyes went wide.
Eric smirked once again. I knew from that what he meant. One of his hands travelled up my body to my jawline. His thumb stroked over my bottom lip. Suddenly his lips crashed against mine with a violent passion. Our tongues danced together like two flamingo dancers. I kept my eyes tightly shut.
His lips left mine and I felt him leave kisses along my neck and collarbone. Him sucking and licking my soft skin as he went. I let out a small moan of delight by accident.
"You like that Stiff?" I mumbled against my skin.
"Eric" I said in protest. "Eric." I found my hands pulling his head away. He just looked at me in surprise. "Eric, maybe we should-"
"Shouldn't? I don't think so."
"I wasn't going to say that." His eyebrows raised.
I slipped off my jacket and slung it to the floor. I flung my arms around his neck and jumped up, my legs wrapping around his waist.
"I like you're thinking Stiff" he smiled and our lips crashed against each other again. Eric's hands supported me up on him and I could feel his growing bulge against me. I let out a soft moan to tell Eric I liked the way he kissed me. He groaned back in a reply. I guess he liked what I was doing too.
He walked us over to his bed. I fell down onto his comfy matress, the grey covers stroking my bare arms. Eric stood towering over me on the bed.
"Your quite into this aren't you Stiff?" Eric smiled again. Twice in a few minutes.
I bit my lip and smiled. I thought I looked rather sexy to be honest.
"What do you say we get those tight clothes off" Eric lent over me and grabbed the hem of my tank top. In one swift moment he pulled it up and over my head; discarding it on the floor. He then travelled down my body, kissing my skin as he went. He rolled down my leggings and throw them behind him. I moaned softly as he kissed my thighs.
"That's…not…fair" I breathed. Eric came back up to my face.
"What do you mean?" his whisper made my tingle.
"You need to loss some clothes too" I giggled. He smiled again. He stood back up and took of his top, revealing his hard abs. I sat up and let my fingers run down them to his pants. I then pushed them down, making them fall to the ground. I gasped at the size of his bulge through his boxers.
"Want a better look?" he chuckled. I nodded. He pulled his boxers down to reveal his long length.
"How is that going to fit?" I meant to think but instead said it allowed. Eric chuckled again.
"Oh, I'll make it" he bent down and kissed my lips once more. Every time he did it felt right. He reached round my back and ripped of my bra, chucking it behind him. He then pushed me lightly back, so my bare back was on the covers. He groaned at the sight of my boobs.
"Nice size. What are they?" his voice was gruffly but sexy.
"C almost a D."
"Perfect." He bent down and his mouth sucked at my nipple. I moaned again and I could feel Eric smile against my breast. He used his hand to massage my outer breast, pulling gently at my nipple.
He then left hot open mouth kisses down my body to my pants. I could feel his hot breath through my lacy pants. He started to roll them down my legs. When they were off he throw them behind him, not caring where they landed.
"I do believe the Stiff is wet" he chuckled as he kissed my wet sex. I gripped the covers and moaned.
"Stop…teasing" I managed to get out.
"If you so wish" Eric hovered over me on the bed. He began kissing my lips and suddenly he thruster inside me. I gasped.
"Told you I would make it fit" Eric chuckled.
He began slowly and then picked up the pace, kissing my lips, neck and collarbone in time. I lifted my hips up to meet his friction. Our breathing became shallow as we groaned and moaned together. I felt my nerves stand up on end and I felt a tight pressure form in my lower abdomen.
"You're so good" Eric moaned. I smiled and moaned back. I felt my climax arise causing me to moan harder, almost scream with delight.
"Cum for me baby" Eric grunted as he climaxed. Soon after I followed shouting his name.
He pulled out and rolled next to me on the bed. I focused on getting my breathing back to normal.
"We should clean you up" Eric smirked before he went down on me. He licked and licked at my sex. I came again, oce again screaming his name.
Eric raied his head and smiled at me. "My you taste good" he licked his lips.
"Glad you think so" I pulled his lips to mine so I could share his pleasure. "Mind if I take a showerer?" I got up out of the bed leaving him laid their side ways.
"Help your self" he smiled as I wondered through his apartment to his bathroom.
The water of his shower relaxed all my muscles. What did I just do? I just had sex with Eric! The cold heartless man and I made him smile. He never does that! What am I going to do now? I turned off the shower and wrapped the only grey towel that was in their around my body. I went to the door and heard voices in the apartment.
I popped my head around and Eric was fully dressed sat on the couch with Max and Peter sat in the chairs.
"Um, Eric" I was as quiet as a mouse.
"Yeah" Eric faced me and so did Max and Peter.
"Um, can you pass me my clothes please?"
"Max and Peter don't mind. Come and get them" he smirked. He went back to being cruel. He probably got off seeing my wet naked body squirm around trying to get my clothes.
I wondered out of the bathroom and held tightly onto my towel.
"Sorry" I said to Peter as I grabbed my pants of the lampshade by him. I picked up my top and leggings by Max's feet.
"Thank you" I snatched my bra out of Eric's hands. He slapped my arse through the towel. I went back to the bathroom again and got changed. I went back out after towel drying my hair into beach waves. I tied it up into a ponytail to maintain the mangled mess.
"I expect to see you tomorrow" Eric said to me at his door.
"Oh, ok" I felt shy with Peter and Max's eyes on me.
"Tomorrow" Eric crashed his lips to mine for a final time.
I walked down the corridor and down the back stairs. I got back to the training room and realised I had been got about two hours.
"Oh my gosh! Tris you're alive!" Christina bounded up to me. "Tell me what happened."
Tell her what happened? Should I? Or should I keep it a secret? Mine and Eric's dirty, sexy little secret.