Eric POV
"David," I hiss, "what are you doing here?"
"I should be asking the same of you two," he hisses back. I turn around to see the guards still watching Tris and I.
"Move it," one of the men behind me hits me in the back with the barrel of his gun.
David moves closer to me, "it's not safe here."
With that he makes his exit, Tris and I look to each other before we are shoved down the now empty hallway towards what looks like housing.
"Coulter, you're on the left, Prior you're on the right," one of the men speaks, I can't help but notice how much he looks like Uriah.
"Zeke," I ask quietly, he looks up to me with deep brown eyes and looks behind him to the other two, waving them off.
Once they are gone, he turns to Tris and I.
"You know Uriah?" He asks with hope in his voice.
"We do," I reply.
"Is he doing well?"
"He's one of the best soldiers we have," Tris replies to him, her voice is soft. Zeke looks as if a wave of relief has washed over him.
"You two are no safer here than you were with Jeanine," he speaks quietly.
"What do you mean," Tris asks him.
"They are going to kill you all, every last one of you, they don't care if you are here to help us, they want you dead. They be alive she has pounded too much shit into your heads."
"We came here to help save Chicago from her plans to destroy the factions system," Tris pleads.
"Harrison doesn't see it that way."
"He is no better, training the Dauntless children to become murderers," Tris snaps.
"What does that make you then," Zeke asks her.
"I've never killed someone out of my own will."
"But you've killed."
I can see the hurt and realization cross her face.
Zeke speaks again, "I am on your side, but whatever Daunltess is planning, has you and everyone else under Jeanine is danger. I will do what I can to help save you, but I can't promise that for everyone."
"Why are you helping us," I ask him finally.
"Because I am tired of living behind these walls."
"Eric," Tris calls into the darkness of the makeshift apartment.
"I'm here," I reply from the small balcony that looks back towards Erudite.
She wanders to me through the darkness, I can hear a quiet thud and a silent curse from her mouth. I chuckle slightly.
"What are you thinking," she asks wrapping her arms around me.
"I am thinking we are living in one messed up world."
"We are, but there is one ounce of perfection," she says moving so that she is pressed between me and the railing of the balcony.
"Care to tell me," I ask against her lips, already knowing her answer.
"Us," she whispers before kissing me deeply.
I return her kiss and lift her to me by the backs of her thighs.
She moans into my mouth when she feels my effect ion pressed against her through our clothes.
"I want you," she whispers into my ear, taking the lob slightly in her mouth.
I don't hesitate to walk us to the makeshift bed in the middle of the room. I lay her down on the black sheets and begin to strip my shirt off, followed by her own.
Her fingers fumbled with the button of my pants, I can't wait any longer and reach up to help her undo the pesky button before shoving my pants and briefs from my body.
Tris pushes her own clothes down her body, they fall to the floor with a quiet thud.
The look on her face has me going crazy and she turns over she she is on all fours in front of me, open to me to do whatever I wish.
I moan when she sways her hips slightly at me, she watches me come closer over her shoulder and I line myself up with her hot wet core and push inside quickly, pulling a moan from her lips.
My thrusts don't start slow, they become quick and animalistic, the day's stress melting away as I abuse her sweet pussy.
"Eric, yes," she moans over and over. The sound of her voice calling my name has me falling apart.
My moans grow louder as I pound into her harder and faster, each time our skin slaps together I come so much closer to falling over the edge with my own release.
When she cries out I can't hold on anymore, I grab Tris' hips and pound into her hard as we both ride out our orgasms.
Tris is breathless below me, still squirming from her high, I slowly pull out of her, enjoying the sound our juices together make as we move away from each other.
"I love you, Eric," she whispers, "no matter what."
"I will always love you, Tris," I whisper into her hair as I pull her close to me and we fall into a deep blissful sleep.