Tris walked down the steps to the dormitory feeling more tired than usual. She had decided to forgo dinner to get some extra rest. Last night's sleep had been fitful. She kept tossing and turning thinking about how Peter had stabbed Edward in the eye over a ranking. She was glad Uriah had brought her along to zip line down the Hancock building; it really helped her remember why she admired the Dauntless. And for the first time she really felt like she did belong here. Now that the adrenaline had wore off though, the effect of too little sleep was really draining on her.
She kicked off her boots and flopped down on the bed. She could feel all the cells in her body winding down, the muscular tension releasing. She sighs at how good it feels to just lay, wondering how she ever took this for granted. Tris turns over onto her stomach, gripping the pillow and pulling it close to her face. She doesn't bother to undress, that would be too much work when she is this comfortable. The last thing she remembers is thinking about the weight of Four's hand on her hip when they scaled the ferris wheel and how it made her heart race.
Four is below her smiling, his chest bare. She feels her face get warm as she stares at it and marvels at how it can make her feel so short of breath. She looks around and sees she is straddling him while wearing just a black shirt. The mattress is soft beneath her knees and Tris smiles back at him. His hands travel to her thighs and interlace with her hands there.
"Tris,", he breathes in a low voice. All it takes is his voice to make her heart rate increase. He lifts their hands above his head to bring her body closer to his.
Her face hovers just above his and he gently presses his lips to hers, a feeling she has never felt before is beginning in her groin. The feeling is strong and pleasant. He pulls away for a moment only to kiss her again and her eyes slowly close. She follows his lead as they kiss and she drives his hands down into the bed as she leans deeper into the kiss. Being so close to him, chests pressed together, lips and hands intertwined; the feeling is making the all the blood in her body rush downwards.
She can feel the area between her legs start to throb with want as he tugs on her lower lip gently and looks her in the eyes. Tris moans quietly, ashamed at how something as simple kissing is making her so hot. He frees his hands from hers to hold one side of her neck and hip in his large palms. Four pulls her neck in closer to his mouth and leaves a trail kisses from behind her ear down to where her neck meets her shoulders.
He then nips lightly at the skin and she can't help but whimper and grind down onto him. 'How on earth does that feel so damn good?' She feels his lips spread into a grin and he moves the hand from her hip to just above the apex of her thighs. Her breath hitches as his hand travels lower, she discovers that she's not wearing any panties. His hand slides over her clitoris and begins to circle it.
She realizes that this must be what is causing her to feel a pulsing between her legs. The new feeling that had been building was centered around here. 'Is this what being horny means?' Whatever it was, Four rubbing this sensitive spot was making the sensation grow stronger and she liked it.
She presses her hips down onto his fingers and moans. 'I don't want him to stop'. He sighs with contentment in her ear and lets his hand travel in between her folds, slightly pressing a finger in. She'd never even rubbed herself, much less penetrated herself. The feeling is strange, but it only makes her more turned on.
"Virgins get wet so easily," he says in voice that doesn't sound like his anymore. It's a familiar voice but it's not Four's. His voice unsettles her and she is about to lift her head to look at his again when he presses his finger fully inside her.
The feeling is so foreign that it causes Tris to freeze and forget that his voice isn't right. He withdraws the digit and pushes it back in starting a slow and steady pace. It feels so good, and its stimulating the throbbing in her clit in a different way. She lets out a loud moan and rocks against his palm.
She is breathing heavily, enjoying these new feelings as he nips at the skin on her pulse point. She kisses his neck and murmurs, "Four", some of his stubble scratching against her cheek.
Suddenly he starts fingering her roughly and adds another finger. She grips the sheets and cries out in discomfort. "You like that, Stiff?" he says curtly into her ear. Again, that voice, it's wrong. He takes his fingers away after several strokes and removes his other hand-
Her eyes flutter open and she takes a quick breath: something had startled her awake. There are quick footsteps on the stairs and she sees a shadow on the the wall going up. She feels groggy with heavy eyelids and limbs. Her eyesight is blurry so she rubs and blinks several times before looking around. No one is in in the dormitory and she's only been out for 45 minutes. Her fatigued mind dismisses it as nothing but loud walking. Her core is tingling from her dream, but she is too tired to think much about it now. She runs a hand through her hair and snuggles back into the pillow. This time, she falls into a dreamless sleep.
She awakes the next morning to sound of the daily morning wake up call. She takes a second to stretch out her arms before rolling over to sit up. It's then that she notices that her pants are undone. 'I don't remember doing that.' She would have brushed it off as something she did in her sleep, but when she went to the bathroom she noticed a bit of blood in her panties. She reaches a shaky hand down to her vagina and winces at the soreness she feels at her opening.
'What the hell?' The pressure of tears build at the corner of her eyes. She was violated in her sleep. All of a sudden she feels sick about last nights dream. 'That voice that was out of place, had I actually been hearing the pervert who did this? Who's voice was it?'
Now is not the time for weakness though, she decides that she must be strong. Tris has to get going to the second part of initiation. She wipes away one angry tear and leaves the bathroom.