I woke up to his lips on mine. The terror starts, from the lack of air. I shove him off, gasping. He laughs, and runs a hand through his hair.
"Oh, Tris, I'm so sorry. I forgot." I fall back on the pillow, trying to get my heartbeat back to normal. He climbs on top of me, and I laugh, wrapping my arms around his strong arms. "Other than the panic, that was a lovely way to wake up." I say, pushing my lips into his. He pushes down on me, and our fingers entwine. He pins my arms above my head, a mix of gentle love and roughness. He pushes his body into mine, and we break away for air.
"Oh god, Tobias." I moan. His tongue winds into my mouth. My arms roam around his back, tracing his familiar tattoos with my fingers. I feel goose bumps rise, and I laugh through the kiss. We pull away for a moment, and our hands touch as we both fight to rip my tank top off. He pushes more into me, his strong body overpowering me. To feel our skin touch is fireworks. His lips graze mine briefly before he moves down across my body, trailing my jawline and the birds. He plants a line of kisses across my collarbone before he can't take it anymore, and pushes his mouth back onto mine. The sounds of the compound leak in through the window and the door. We both shut them out, trying to imagine that this is all there is, this perfect moment. His arms move around my body and entwine with my hair. Our hips move together, pushing into each other. We both want more, and it shows. A growling moan emerges out of his lips as I grip his shoulder blades.
"We have to get going." I mumble, only half-heartedly wanting it to stop.
"The initiates can wait." He replies, and circles his arms around my waist. He lifts me off the bed, not breaking away from me while he carries me over to the bathroom. I giggle and wrap my arms around his waist. He gently puts me down on the bed of the shower, kissing me on the forehead and walking out of the bathroom.
I sigh, wrapping my arms around my legs.
"I love you, Tobias." I mumble. "I love you so much."