Author's note:
Hey peeps! Thanks for checking out my fic! This is the requested sequal to my other giant lemon Divergent fic "Tobias's Hands" However, this story could be a stand alone, but it would be a bit better if TH was read first This story Takes place in between chapters 27 & 28 of Insurgent immediately after Tris "promises" Tobias not to go to Erudite. Enjoy and please R&R! This entire fic is Tris's POV!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE DIVERGENT TRILOGY! EVERYTHING IS OWNED AND RESERVED BY VERONICA ROTH!
"I promise." He kisses me…. hard. Our lips dance together in unison, making my body go hungry… for him. When he releases my lips, he stares into my eyes. Within them, I can see the same thing I feel: desire. We both smile thinking back to the last time we were together in that way. It was a mess afterward, but it was a beautiful mess, despite all the sweat and juices afterward. What we had done together was an art, our bodies painting coats of great pleasure onto our skin. I can't help but want that again, and I know he feels the same way. We mash our lips together again, reigniting the fiery passion that drives us further. Before I know it, he has stripped me of all of my clothing, yet, he remains clothed. Because he is seeing me exposed, and even though he has seen me before, my cheeks turn bright red. I'm still self- conscious of my 12 year old body. I don't know how I wasn't embarrassed the last time he saw me this way. He reads my embarrassment on my face, leans in so close that it sends shivers down my spine, and whispers,"Just trust me. I'm going to make you feel things that you've never felt before, and I promise you, like you promised me that you wouldn't leave, you will love it." I want to tell him that I am still thinking about going to Erudite, but I bite my lip and nod, knowing this may be my last chance to be like this with him. Suddenly, he walks out of the room, leaving me standing in his bedroom, and still bare.