I was not ready to face my friends and their questions, so for lunch Eric had something brought to us from the canteen. We sat in his office and ate in comfortable quiet. Neither of us felt the need to fill it with unnecessary chit-chat.

After work we went back to Eric's apartment and he actually cooked for the both of us. Mac n cheese with little wieners. It was actually quite delicious. Surprised I told him so and he just chuckled. After I washed the dirty dishes I cuddled up beside Eric on his couch. He looked up from his book, gathered my feet in his lap and started to gently massage them. I moaned at the delicious pain.

"You know, when you make sounds like that I am this close to throwing you over my shoulder and carrying you to my spare bedroom and try out all the other ways I can get moans from you." Eric arched his eyebrows at me. I felt myself blush but I also got excited by that thought.

"Why don't you?" I challenged and placed my neglected foot strategically in his lap and rubbed it up and down.

Eric seemed speechless for a minute, but then he made good on his threat and carried me to his spare bedroom and dumped me on the bed. He then started kissing me passionately.

When he withdrew from atop of me I actually whimpered at the loss. He chuckled before he drew me to sit and straddle him.

"I heard what you said to Four. You want to take charge in your life. So this is your chance. You are in charge tonight. As long as we are in this room I will do exactly as you say. No more and no less." He laid back and winked at me.

I looked at him incredulously. Eric, control freak, youngest Dauntless leader ever, was conceding control to me? Wow.

Eric looked waiting up at me. I thought for a moment. What did I want to do?

"Strip!" I told him and moved off of him.

He got off the bed and slowly unbuttoned his vest. The whole time our gazes were locked.

Next he took off his shirt. I felt myself getting wet and I squirmed on the bed and bit my lower lip. He was so finely built that I felt myself wanting to feel the muscles in his chest move. And why could I not? He said I was in charge. So I got up and started by tracing the leadership tattoos on his neck. And when I reached the end, I just trailed my and further down his chest. When I reached the waistline of his pants, I gently undid the button and moved the zipper dawn. Then I rubbed him through his boxers for a moment before I gave him permission to continue. I sat back on the bed to watch this.

When he was standing there in all his naked glory, I motioned for him to come stand in front of me. Then I explored his torso with my hands and mouth until I finally took his erection in my mouth. This time free of soap and water I could finally taste him. I moaned at the taste and this caused him to start swearing. I repeated my actions from this morning's shower and got him to come quickly.

Then I looked expectantly up at him and told him to undress me. He did so slowly and let his mouth and fingers explore every inch of skin he exposed in the process. By the time he was down to my panties I was close to coming.

When he had taken them of, I scooted backwards on the bed and spread my legs. Then I crooked a finger at him. He slowly crawled over to me and the predatorily look he had on his face made me only want him more.

His erection had resurfaced during his undressing of me and he now slid a condom down his length. Then he slid his body over mine with as much friction as possible until it was nestled against my entrance. I pulled his face down and kissed him. I wanted him so much right now. I rubbed myself against him, but frustratingly he neither kissed me back, nor entered me. I growled at him and he gave me an amused smirk.

"You have not given me an order yet." He explained with a wink.

"Eric. I want you. Now." I tried to order with a firm voice, but it came out really breathless.

"Are you sure? Maybe I should prepare you some more before this. I do not want to hurt you." He asked concerned. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"What? Are you like Four now? Telling me what I should do and what is best for me?" I knew that this would get the result I wanted. And sure enough Eric's eyes blazed, before he slammed all the way into me. It did hurt a bit but I was Dauntless so I was used to pain and ignored it until the pleasure banned it from my mind.

After the first push, Eric stilled inside me to give me time to adjust to his size. When I moved my hips up to get some friction, he started moving slowly inside of me.

"Harder. Faster." I grunted out and he obliged me. It felt so good and I was already close to coming. When Eric angled my hips a bit further and thus could slide even deeper I tensed up before feeling like I exploded in an intense orgasm that left me lose limbed and very satisfied below Eric. He kept pumping into me however and not long after I could actually feel the telltale buildup again that promised another orgasm. Before I got there though Eric flipped us over so I was now sitting on top straddling him. He kept pushing his hips up into me, but in this position I could set the rhythm. While I moved to get the most pleasure out of our joining, Eric's fingers started massaging my clit. This time when I came I actually screamed his name from the intensity of this orgasm. Eric joined me soon after.

I slumped down on top of him and cuddled into his chest. His arms came around and held me close. I could feel his erratic heartbeat and smiled.

After a while he kissed my forehead.

"Come on. Let's go to bed." When I snuggled even deeper into him, too relaxed and sated to move, he just picked me up and carried me bridal style to his bedroom and laid me in his bed.

"Why do you have sex in your guestroom and sleep in your bedroom." I asked when he joined me in bed. He pulled my back close to his chest before answering.

"I never have let my sex partners sleep in my bed before. If they want to they can sleep in the guestroom, but I find sleeping with someone close to you takes much more trust than having sex with them.
Also I do not want my sheets to stink like any random woman, which is why I usually shower right after sex.
And I had the walls of my guestroom sound proofed so you can scream as loud as you want in there." The last was said with a wink.

I frowned a bit. He had broken both rules with me.

"Have you ever let a woman sleep in your bed before?" – "Never"

"Have you ever had sex in your bed before?" – "Never. And before you ask, I have also never before taken a shower with a woman." He explained.

I felt strange with his confession. A warm fuzzy feeling seemed to settle in my gut. To not let myself think about what any of this means I suggested boldly whether we should christen his bed properly. He looked at me warmly before kissing me tenderly.

Then he got up to get a condom out of his guestroom. When he had put it on, he slowly slid on top of me and looked at me questioning. I nodded and he pushed slowly inside. We moaned together. He moved in long slow strokes in me and it felt good.

Before going hard and fast had felt right. We had both been desperate to get release, but now this tender way of joining felt even more intimate. It was more than using each other's body to pleasure ourselves. It felt like we were connected on a deeper level. We held eye contact the entire time and came together.

Afterwards Eric spooned again against my back and held me tight but tenderly in his arms while he nuzzled my neck.

"Goodnight Tris." Was the last thing I heard before I drifted off into a deep and dreamless sleep.