Authors Note: No matter how many time I wish upon a star: Eric will never ever belong to me. Nor will Tris and Eric be a couple.*sob*

Fanfiction is written for the Author's enjoyment. I write for my readers too but if you don't like the pairing please don't send me reviews or pms saying it sucks. I'm not forcing you to read it. You chose to read this and you can stop at any time. I'm all for constructive criticism or even idea's (you will be credited for giving me it) and I'm not a mean person I swear!

Notes for My readers

All characters look like the movie version, and are the same age.

Divergent belongs to Veronica Roth

Recognized Character's might be OOC at times (Just giving you fair warning!)

Tris relaxed into the bed she shared with Four and looked over at the sleeping form of her boyfriend before sighing and rolling onto her side. She had sex with Eric two days ago now and despite everything Tris could still not get her own Boyfriend to sleep with her and she was aching to get laid again. Lynn had been the only one that had noticed Tris's relaxed state and when she motioned to Four and Tris shook her head Lynn smirked and gave her the thumbs up. As long as she was getting laid Lynn was all for her somewhat friend relaxing.

Rolling out of bed she slipped her boots on and pulled a sweater that fell past her bottom. She was wearing a pair of short shorts and crop top, something Four refused to look at her in. Walking out of the apartment she walked mindlessly around the compound. It was three am and Dauntless was dead and seemingly abandoned. Pausing in the hallway by the chasm, the sight of Eric with his head in his hands. Biting her lower lip she watched as Eric straightened up and dropped his head back before stepping out onto the bridge over the chasm. The sight of Eric clearly stressed, pulled at her heart. He wasn't a nice man, but he was someone that Tris was strangely attracted too. Placing her hands on his stomach making him jerk away slightly before grabbing her wrists his eyes dark as he looked at her his lips forming a scowl.

Tris hadn't noticed that Eric was dressed in track pants and a looser t-shirt than he normally sported until then. Licking her lips slowly she pushed herself up and kissed him, Eric's hands letting go of her wrists in surprise. Taking advantage of her wrists being free, she slipped her hands under his shirt and ran her nails over his stomach making him groan and grab her hips before he started pulling her large sweater up, and cupped her ass in his hand.

"You really have a death wish don't you stiff?" Eric questioned as Tris licked her lips and bite his neck lightly making him moan softly. He cursed himself for letting her get to him before he let his fingers trail over her hips and tugged her short shorts to the side with her underwear before rubbing his fingers over her clit, her nails digging into his arms as he started working his fingers in and out of her core.

"You're so fucking wet." Eric groaned pushing Tris against the railing, not caring that Tris had somehow gotten his track pants down and worked his briefs down and was stroking him. Her touch compared to his own was so different making him moan softly and pressed his forehead onto her shoulder. It was his turn to feel Tris's lips turn up into a smile before she started nibbling his neck and jaw, his fingers faltering slightly the more she touched him. Wiggling against him, Eric pulled back enough to see Tris go down onto her knee's and lick his fingers slowly making him groan, his cock twitching in eagerness.

Grasping Eric firmly in her hand Tris took him into her mouth and started sucking on the head, her tongue working slowly over him, His hands on the railing, his knuckles going white, doing his best to keep his hands from working into her hair. Relaxing her throat (A trick she had to thank Marlene and Christina for) she worked more of his cock into her mouth, Eric's sounds of pleasure over the water rushing under them.

"Fuck, Stop stiff" Eric ordered his voice breathless as Tris pulled her mouth slowly off his cock before he grabbed her by her hair and forcing her up and turned her so she was against the railing and held her there, his hand on her back. Spreading her legs with his knee he made sure her clothing was out of the way before thrusting up into her, the force of his trust making her cry out softly the sound of the water covering it. Taking a moment to appreciate how she felt around him before he pressed himself against her back and held onto the railing.

"Hold on tight Stiff" Eric warned allowing her only a moment to interpret what he said before he started thrusting into her hard and fast, the force almost sending her up and over the railing, until she was able to force herself back down on Eric's cock every time he thrust up into her. Both of them hissing in pleasure as they took what the other was offering. He didn't care that she was with Four, and Tris wasn't thinking about her sleeping boyfriend, only the man behind her, who was as rough as he was ruthless. Tris's head dropped back against his shoulder Eric's hand moving off of the railing and wrapped around her throat lightly as he bit the flesh, the sound of her openly moaning because of him making him thrust up harder into her more than willing body, his hand tightening just a little bit, her one hand leaving the railing to hold onto his wrist around her throat.

Groaning into her hair Eric did his best to hold back his release before groaning again as Tris's hand left his wrist and somehow worked into his short hair and tugged it. Somehow Tris had managed to find his weaknesses. Places that no other girl could find and use to get what they wanted from him. Eric was all for sexual flings and Tris was one of the best lay's he had in years. Erudite was more experimental before he left and Dauntless women thought he was too rough regardless of other men being just as bad as he was. Tris turned her head slightly and he jerked slightly as her lips connected with the underside of his jaw before she bit down lightly her tongue soothing the bite after. Slowing his thrusts, Tris pressed her back against his chest and started kissing and biting his neck, his hand that wasn't on her throat coming to rest on her stomach.

"Fuck stiff" Eric groaned his eyes falling closed at the attention. Eric felt Tris hum against his throat before she moaned softly as his hand dropped to her neglected clit, his fingers abusing the bundle of nerves making her cry out and tighten around him to the point that she made him moan and lean them both over the chasm, releasing himself deep into her. Leaning over the railing together as they caught their breathe, Eric pulled himself out of Tris, enjoying the sounds she made, her body sensitive to touch as he moved. Tucking himself back into his pants he couldn't resist and smacked Tris's ass hard making her gasp and look over her shoulder at him, her blonde hair falling into her flushed face.

"Behave stiff" He said calmly, his eyebrow raising as she smirked.

"MMkay" She said wiggling her hips a little bit before she grabbed his cock through his pants and caught him unaware with a kiss before walking away, leaving a stunned Eric on the bridge over the chasm.

Zeke glanced around the room and shook his head. He wasn't sure what he just watched, and if he should tell Four. Looking at the cameras again as Tris slipped into Four's apartment and crawled into bed after kicking off her boots and sweater. Within minutes she was asleep with a satisfied smile of a woman that just had sex on her lips. Glancing at Eric's form moving to his apartment he watched as the leader crashed into his bed, shaking his head.

Did he tell Four or not?