A/N:

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"Role of a Lifetime"

(RATED M/MA - especially towards the end of this chapter)

Chapter 14 - TRIS' POV

Our few days in Prague were awesome. But now that Tobias is done filming there, we're on to the next destination; Paris!

Paris is the main location for most of the filming, including where we'll be doing all of my scenes. Well, all but one, which is a brief shot of me in Greece. But we're filming that last, which still won't be for a few months.

Transportation is a little different this time though. We're going by train.

It's a ten hour trip to Paris, with two train changes in Germany. But I'm not complaining, I think it's a blast, and it's nice spending time with Tobias, even if we are under Nita's watchful eye.

We left at 8am, and it'll be a long day. But we'll still arrive there at a decent hour. We've already taken the first two and a half hour stretch, and now we're just taking our seats on the next train.

We have a first class section and there are several of us seated here. Some of the cast and crew are joining Tobias and I. Sitting nearby is George, Nita, Amar and some others. Thankfully I secured a seat next to Tobias, but Nita is in the seat in front of us. So we'll have to be careful with too much PDA with her wandering eyes.

"Oh, hey guys." Nita greets us, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"Hey Nita, how's it going?" Tobias says politely.

"Oh, well, pretty good. I mean, I could do without this damn cast, but otherwise I'm great." She smiles, leaning her arms on the backrest of her seat so that she's slightly closer to him, "How have you been? You look like you've gotten some sun, you're so tan..." She flirts, reaching forward, her fingers running up his forearm. But he steps back abruptly, "Please keep your hands to yourself Nita", he admonishes as he takes his seat and ignoring her touch. He begins buckling up his seatbelt as he adds, "I'm doing very good, thanks for asking." He adds before watching me take the seat next to him. His smile becomes more sincere as he looks at me, "Hey, did you bring Yahtzee?" He asks, referring to our conversation earlier of possibly wanting to play it.

I feel her eyes on me, but I answer him first. "Yeah, sure."

I glance in her direction and she's just watching me, so I decide to acknowledge her. "Hi, Nita. Excited for Paris? I can't believe we'll be living there for the next couple of months." I say with a smile, attempting to be outgoing and friendly towards her. Tobias casually reached over to take my hand in his, a gesture we do unconsciously lately.

"Yes, very excited." She replies, giving me a curt nod in greeting. Her attitude and jealousy is so apparent. "What is with the hand holding? It's against our contracts you know!" Nita seems to shriek at us.

"Actually Nita, if you read the revised contract that you signed recently, you will note that co-stars may date if they choose to, as long as they keep their PDA's minimal and it is consensual, meaning we want to and we are alone in this train car, so if I want to hold my girlfriend's hand, I will…" Tobias spits back, almost venomously.

I guess that was the extent of her socializing with me. Not that I'm complaining. But I was a little surprised at how Tobias was able shut her up. She turned back in her seat but it was obviously she was watching with envy.

I shrug it off and grab out my laptop as its just minutes later that the train takes off, at which point Tobias looks over at me, finally letting his smile out freely. I smile back, but give him a questioning look. What is he thinking?

"What?" I mouth quietly, for some reason feeling like I should whisper.

"I'm excited for Paris," he says, in reference to my question to Nita, but he's looking genuinely pumped up. "Not only are we going to be living there for the next couple of months, but filming in some pretty awesome places...and all the amazing French food...fuck, I'm excited!"

I can't help but grin, as I witness this cute behavior of his. But I have to bite my lip as I recall hearing him say fuck. I'm not usually that fowl mouthed myself, although I've never really been bothered by how others talk. But for some reason Tobias and his dirty mouth always seems to turn me on immediately. Even if it's a word out of context, it's still sexy rolling off his tongue and those gorgeous lips.

I look down at my lap, hoping I'm not blushing. But it's pointless worrying about that as he continues to speak to me.

"Plus, I'm really happy I get to sit by you for the duration of this trip." He adds, his voice becoming a husky, erotic whisper in my ear. "Fuck, you smell so good..."

I can tell he's stating it as a compliment, and not trying to be all sexy and seductive, but he is whether he means to or not. His breath on my neck sends a shiver down my spine and I have to suppress a moan.

I don't think he realizes the full effect he has on me, or he probably wouldn't be this cruel, getting me all hot and bothered, only to be stuck here on this train full of people for the next few hours. But he seems to have noticed the shiver and probably the flush creeping down my neck, because he tilts his head with a curious smirk, which does nothing to quell the passionate draw I have to him, the almost animalistic feeling of need to be with him.

But I try to mask my obvious desires and let him have a little of his own medicine.

I pull out my little travel-size Yahtzee and set the score pad down, before retrieving the dice from the little velvet satchel. I lost the little cup long ago, so I cradle the dice in my hand, palm up, and shake them around in a fluid fondling motion. The gesture is subtle and fairly innocent, but I know he'll catch it. He's observant, and I know he'll imagine my hand doing the same thing to his balls. I look up at him, my head tilted down slightly so that I'm looking up at him through my lashes.

Being flirty is waaaaay out of my realm, but I somehow manage it with him. Maybe it's the confidence he gives me. "Ready to play?" I ask innocently, "I'm sure ready."

I don't know if he takes my comment as a double entendre or if it's just my body language still, but his eyes flick from my hand to my face and I notice his jaw clench. He looks at me and I can sense how much he wants to kiss me.

Confirming my thoughts, his eyes glance down to my lips before looking back into my eyes with his deeply shaded blue ones that darken with each passing second.

"I'm always ready to play with you." He replies with a cheeky smile. We look around and notice that Nita seems to finally be looking away and we sneak a chaste kiss. It's obviously not long enough but still just as sweet.

As we each roll to see who gets a larger number to go first, I see him subtly adjust his jeans, drawing my attention to the slight bulge I notice pressing against the denim. I love that sight...and I love that I do that to him.

Remembering where I am, I quickly bring my attention back to the game, and take my turn first since I rolled a six and he a four.

I end up rolling four sixes and log it in the upper portion of the page, then attempt to hand him the dice.

But before I can drop them in his hand, he brings my hand to his mouth and kisses it.

"Have to kiss them for good luck and all." He says playfully before taking them and rolling for his turn. The touch is innocent enough, but it still sends a surge of tingles up my arm.

The game continues as the train speeds along, and we laugh quietly together when it eventually ends and he yanks the score sheet from my hand to double check my math. But he's grinning as he adds it up and verifies that I beat him by a mere two points.

"You're good Prior, I should have known." He comments with a smirk. Just as I wrap the game up, we begin to get a better view of the scenery outside. So we turn our attention to the wide windows, taking in the gorgeous views along the way, talking about all the fun things we could do in France if and when we happen to have some free time.

It's around dinnertime when we arrive in Paris. It's a slightly breezy night, so I put my army-green jacket over my flowing white top. Some might not think it goes very well with the ripped jeans and brown boots, but I dress for me, not them.

When we get outside we find there are a couple of cars waiting to transport us.

Waiting for Tobias, Nita and I, is Matthew. Apparently he's taking us all to the same location. So we load up the vehicle and Tobias offers Nita the front seat since it would allow the most room for her cast. After he climbs in the back seat with me, we take off.

I don't remember the name of the place we're staying, but I don't really care at this point. I'm in awe of my surroundings, of all the gorgeous charming buildings and landmarks surrounding me. Especially as they're all lit up with the city lights at night, illuminating everything in a dream-like glow. It's beautiful. I'm just so thankful and happy to be here.

The car comes to a halt alongside a tall cream-colored building with just as much ornate detail as the buildings surrounding it. "This is where we're staying?" I ask as we get out of the car and stand, looking up at the building. It's large, but doesn't seem busy enough to be a hotel.

"Yes, Ma'am." Matthew says with a smile.

I look over at Tobias to see he's taking in his surroundings with a smile of his own. But it's when we step closer do we realize that the entrance is not to a hotel after all, it's the main entrance to what appears to be an amazing Parisian flat.

"Welcome to your home away from home." Matthew says, handing us each a key. He must see my surprised face, because he says, "I assume Jeanine's assistant called earlier, she mentioned you and some of the main cast were sharing an apartment for the duration of the Paris filming?"

I look to Tobias for his answer. Did he get a call from Jeanine's assistant? Because I don't think I did. But he shakes his head. "We didn't really have cell reception at all on the train, so we didn't get any calls." He explains.

"I didn't have any either." Nita agrees, looking at Matthew with question. I notice when Nita is in closer proximity to more 'important' staff, her attitude adjusts.

"Oh, well, they decided that since filming time was extended, it just made more sense for the lead cast to share an apartment. Expense wise, it was cheaper. But don't you worry, this place is huge and has a ton of amenities." He smiles and holds his hand out, gesturing for us to lead the way. "I think you're really going to like it."

We step up and make our way to the entrance, where a doorman greets us.

Once we're up on the top floor, where we're apparently staying, Tobias gets out his key to unlock the door. But before he reaches it, the door bursts open, revealing a grinning Zeke standing there.

"Bonjour!" He greets us.

"Zeke!" Tobias says with a big smile as they go in for their signature handshake half-hug thing. Then Zeke turns to give me a friendly hug as well, then onto Nita.

"Glad you guys could finally make it," Zeke playfully scolds.

"When did you get here?"

"Flew in yesterday." Zeke replies, turning and leading the way into the foyer.

"Nice. Well, it seems we're really all living here under one roof?" Tobias asks.

"You got it rookie!" Zeke laughs, clapping his hands loudly once. "Mi casa es tu casa..."

"You're flipping from French to Spanish on us?" Nita teases, then shakes her head as she steps forward to walk through first. "Hier leben sollte interessant sein."

"Ich stimme zu." I say under my breath as I follow behind her.

We set our bags down off to the side for now, and Will comes in to see what all the excitement is about.

"Hey Will!" Nita greets, and from there we all go in for friendly hugs and say our hellos to him.

Then Matthew begins to show us the place, saying he will officially show us around and explain where everyone's rooms are.

He leads us straight ahead, and I see some sort of sitting room or study on the left, although it looks more like a library with the amount of books stocked in it. It seems to also have a small desk area in the corner if needed.

As we continue through, we're shown the large living room, with a beautiful fireplace and huge windows that overlook a gorgeous view. We also see the kitchen, as well as the breakfast area and a door beyond that. As we continue through, he points out a large dining room complete with a wet bar. Then through the main walkway, we see a small hallway, which leads to two smaller rooms, although they aren't really all that small. He explains that this is where Will and Al will be staying.

I instantly fall in love with the chic French style of the decor, but love that the space still feels warm and inviting. This is actually really cool in comparison to a hotel room, considering we'll be here for a couple of months. But at the same time... all of us staying here together… Really?

As we continue back through the foyer, we're shown a guest bathroom on the left, and a door leading to what Matthew says is the Master Bedroom reserved for "Four", although he doesn't lead us there yet, presumably saving the best for last. Instead he takes us down the small hallway to the right, which leads to two other bedrooms, each with a small attached bathroom.

"Tris and Nita, these are your rooms." Matthew says.

"I claim this one!" Nita says of the one in the corner as soon as she sees it's slightly bigger. I also notice it has a slightly bigger second closet and two windows instead of one.

"Well..." Matthew begins, seemingly about to explain further, but I decide to just make this easy for everyone.

"That's cool, I like the other one."

"I was going to say that Linda in HR informed me of your relationship, so if you two are sharing a room then that's fine too." Matthew adds, looking from me to Tobias. I swear if Nita's head wasn't attached, it would pop off in anger!

I can tell that Tobias is holding back a smirk, but thankfully he stays quiet.

I give him a small smile, I'm sure he knows exactly what I'm thinking- I'll probably be spending a lot of my time in the master bedroom with him anyway, so what does it really matter? Besides, even if that weren't the case, I'm not going to whine over whose room is slightly bigger, who cares? Nita can have it.

"Well, okay then. Or not, I don't want to assume…" Matthew says, spinning around the other way. "Shall we continue?"

Tobias gives me a smile and nod, before following him out.

Matthew just shows us to the master bedroom when his phone rings and he says he's got to go take it. So we finish the rest of the tour ourselves, taking in the nicely furnished master bedroom, which definitely has the biggest and comfiest-looking bed. Although the main room area doesn't seem all that much larger than Nita's or mine, the large attached dressing room and bathroom, complete with both a waterfall shower and fancy looking Jacuzzi, and it's own access to the balcony, which apparently wraps around the whole apartment. His is definitely the swankiest of rooms, but he deserves it, he is the star after all.

Tobias opens the door that leads out to the little terrace space with its lounge chairs right outside his door. It looks like the perfect place to sit out and sun bathe or read a book.

But what really catches our attention is the magnificent view. Which even happens to include the Eiffel Tower off in the distance.

"This place is incredible." I say, standing up against the railing, feeling the breeze rustle through my hair.

Tobias comes up beside me, taking in the view as well...although he's gripping the railing a little more securely than I am.

"Yeah, what a surprise, an apartment? But you're right, this place is really nice...I think we can handle it." He agrees, "If it weren't for the filming for 12 hours almost everyday, it might almost feel like a vacation."

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Nita on his other side, but she's taking a selfie in front of the view, doing her silly-looking fish-lips face for the camera, as usual.

"Well, we don't start until tomorrow. So you can pretend you're on vacation at least for tonight." I suggest with a teasing smile as I knock my hip into his playfully.

"Yeah?"

"Mmhmm." He leans down and kisses me, Nita oblivious as she continues her narcissistic photo session.

"Ahem," Zeke interrupts, causing us to both look over to see him and catch his smirk, "Alright, what do you guys say about heading out to grab some dinner? The group of us?" he asks, joining us out on the terrace. "There are lots of good restaurants within walking distance from here."

"I could definitely eat," Tobias says then glances at me, "What do ya say?" He asks me.

"Sure, sounds fun." I say, happy to explore a little more of Paris. And of course I'm happy to take the opportunity to spend more time with Tobias.

"You guys wanna go?" Zeke asks Nita and Will who are now chatting off to the side.

"Obvi," Nita replies, "but I have to change and freshen up, I'm all haggard from that train ride. There's no way I can go out like this."

"Uh, okay, so...how about we head out in a half hour?" Zeke suggests.

"I might be closer to an hour, my cast really slows me down." She says with a small pout, before brushing past us towards her bedroom. "I'll do my best!" She says over her shoulder before we hear her door close.

"Boy am I glad I don't have to share a bathroom with her," I say with a small chuckle, "Anyway, I'm actually going to go change too. And I can use this time to unpack."

"Yeah, probably a good idea, I should do the same." Tobias agrees and we go retrieve our bags and bring them to our rooms. He insists on carrying my larger of my two bags, even though he knows I can easily carry it. I think he just wants a moment alone with me, which I am quite all right with.

Once he sets it on the floor by the closet, he turns to me and smiles. He peeks over his shoulder towards the door to make sure nobody is around, then turns back to face me with a smile. He reaches out for my hands and holds them for a moment, just looking at me, before leaning down to sneak a quick kiss.

"If you're done early, you're welcome to come hang out with me."

"In your room?"

He nods. "Yeah. Well, I'd like to think of it as our room, you're obviously welcome there anytime. Besides, I think we'd both sleep better there snuggled up together, than separate rooms. Don't you think?" He says, bending down to press a couple kisses to my cheek and jaw.

I can't help biting my lip as I smile back, "That sounds nice, I like snuggling."

"To be honest, I didn't really until I met you." He replies with a chuckle.

"Really?" I scoff with a smile, "Well, I'm glad you do now, but is that really all you want to do in that humongous bed?" I ask boldly, giving what I hope is somewhat of a flirty, yet innocent look.

His left eyebrow quirks up, but I notice his deep intake of breath at my words, seemingly somewhat affected by them. "Fuck Tris... you have no idea all the things I'd like to do in there..."

Even though I was somewhat expecting an answer like that, I still break out in goose bumps hearing him say the words. His voice is a deep velvety warmth that takes over my entire body and makes me melt.

"The list is too long and we better get ready...but I definitely plan on showing you a thing of two later, if you'd like?" He asks, nibbling on my earlobe now as his hands remain grasping my hips. He pulls me slightly against him, letting me feel his length through his jeans. I can't help the slight moan that I emit when I feel it, and I feel it twitch at my reaction.

Ugh, this is going to be a long dinner...

It doesn't take me long to unpack, so I decide to take a quick shower as well. Once I have a little make up on and I'm dressed in my burgundy skinny jeans, white top and black jacket, I slip on some black ballet flats and deem myself ready to go. I head out of my room and see there's nobody around, except I hear Will and Zeke talking out in the living room. So I slip across the hall and knock gently on Tobias' door before letting myself in.

I find him in the dressing room sitting in a nice armchair chair, putting his shoes on.

"Hey." I greet.

"Hi," he says, looking me up and down with an appreciative smile, "You look nice."

"Hopefully casual is okay?"

"You're perfect." He says, standing from his seat after tying his last knot, and walking to meet me at the doorway where he leans down and brushes a kiss against my lips. "Sorry it's taking me so long, Zeke came in and grilled me for a bit." He chuckles. "But I'm almost ready."

He walks over and grabs a jacket from the closet and puts it on, then pockets his usual essentials; watch, wallet, phone and so on.

"What exactly was he grilling you about?" I ask with a hesitant smile... I think I already know the answer.

The look he gives me proves me correct. "He brought up me and you," Tobias explains, making his way over to the bed where he sits at the end of it. He pulls me to stand between his legs and looks up at me. "He noticed the way we looked at each other, and kissed earlier, he knew something had changed since he saw us last." He smiles at me, and I can totally picture Zeke giving him that signature-teasing grin in return as Tobias replied.

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised." I chuckle.

"I hope you don't mind, I couldn't lie to him...I told him we're together. But he's one of my best friends; he'll keep his mouth shut. Besides, I had to tell someone. Well, besides just Linda with HR." He chuckles. "I'm really happy to be your boyfriend, and a part of me just wants to shout it as loud as I can from that terrace."

"I don't know if that's the best idea right now," I laugh, "But of course I don't mind you told him," I say truthfully, leaning down to kiss his forehead. "I plan on telling Susan."

His response is an even bigger smile, before he suddenly lies back, pulling me on top of him, making me giggle.

We kiss for a couple of minutes and he tells me more about his conversation with Zeke. But not long after, we hear a knock on the door. So I hop up and run to the mirror to flatten down my hair and make sure I'm presentable, just as Tobias says, "Come in."

Zeke lets himself in then, his grin practically from ear to ear when he sees I'm here in Tobias' room.

"You guys ready? Nita's taking forever, I'm about ready to leave without her." He says, and I glance at the clock since it's been just over an hour.

"Yeah, we're ready." Tobias says, looking to me for confirmation, so I nod. He gets up, taking my hand as we make our way to the door. Zeke just smiles and shakes his head, turning to lead the way.

We find Will sitting on the couch waiting, and we all chat for a minute before Nita finally joins us.

But she seems to have put that hour to good use...she comes in with her perfectly styled up-do, flawless make-up that's heavy on the eyeliner, and wearing a blue dress with long sleeves and a plunging neckline, putting the ta-ta's on full display. I wouldn't be surprised if we get a nipple slip by the end of the night, but I don't think she'd care much. Nonetheless, she definitely makes me feel a bit underdressed in my jeans, considering she could pass off for formal if needed. But oh well, weren't we planning on walking to a nearby restaurant anyway? I personally wouldn't want to be in a dress and heels for that.

"Alright then...let's go." Zeke says once she's agreed she's got everything. "Let's get some grub people!" He announces as he practically skips out the door.

We end up at a cute little restaurant not far from our place, with a good-looking menu and casual yet sophisticated ambiance. It's a little on the pricey side, but still seems like a friendly family-run place. It's slightly crowded, but thankfully we easily get a large table. I think it helped that we missed the main dinner crowd.

We've just ordered our drinks, when I notice Christina and Lauren come through the entrance, looking a little lost. They notice us immediately and offer me a smile and I give them a small wave and smile in return. I look at Tobias, and find him watching me.

I know he knows what I'm thinking- I'd like to ask them to sit with us. But what I'm not expecting is for him to take the initiative. But it's probably for the best, as Nita probably would have argued the idea if I had been the one to bring it up.

"Hey, it looks like Christina and Lauren just came in, you care if we ask them to join us?" He asks our group.

"Of course not." Zeke replies.

"Sure. But who are they?" Will asks with a curious smile.

"Hair and make-up." Nita says, sounding indifferent.

"Oh, cool." Will adds as he notices Christina.

Tobias raises his hand and waves them over to us.

"Fancy running into you guys here." Christina says with a smile, "How's it going?" She asks, looking at me with a smirk. I wonder if she can see where Tobias' hand is resting on my thigh...

"Doing good, why don't you guys join us?" I reply.

She looks around the rest of the table, seemingly a little unsure at first, but she just sees a table full of smiles, so she nods and takes the empty seat next to Will.

Lauren greets everyone too and takes the last empty seat at the end of the table, before turning in her chair to checkout the waiter. I smile to myself and direct my attention back to Christina, who I realize is introducing herself to Will, who's looking at her like she's an angel. It's actually quite endearing, and I find myself smiling again as I watch them get lost in their own conversation almost immediately.

"How long do you think until they get together?" Tobias whispers in my ear.

I hold back my giggle and smile at him, "Not long."

"I know, I swear I think I just witnessed love at first sight." I hear the humor in his voice, but his statement catches me off guard for some reason. I turn to look at him, and he must sense it, because he looks up from his menu at me. My curiosity on the topic gets the best of me, so I just ask.

"Love at first sight? You actually believe in that?" I tease.

"Of course I do." He replies, holding my gaze, before the waiter Lauren had been talking to, interrupts to take our order.

"And for you, ma'am?" He asks me.

"Um," I glance back down at the menu, having been totally distracted and forgetting all about browsing the menu, "How about the beef filet with mushroom foie gras sauce." I request.

He nods and goes on to Tobias, who orders the rib eye and shredded potato gratin.

After that, Zeke reels us back into conversation, and I'm glad to catch up with him. He's fun to hang out with; I'm not surprised he and Tobias are such good friends.

Our food ends up being even more delicious than it sounded, and the evening continues to go well as we finish off our plates. Nita is even quite nice and sociable, thankfully not making any rude remarks. But that may also be because we're out in public. Although I'm glad the paparazzi aren't all that bad here, it's much different than LA.

Too stuffed to consider dessert, we pay the bill and head back to the apartment. Christina and Lauren are apparently staying in the building next to ours, so they walk with us back. I notice Christina and Will trade phone numbers as we depart, and I smile to myself again at the thought of them exchanging numbers after just one meal together. So adorable!

Once everyone is in bed with their doors closed, I wait a short while for everyone to hopefully fall asleep, before I sneak over to Tobias' room, just like he suggested. But it seems to be known around the apartment now that we're together so I have to think again about this sneaking around bit.

This time when I let myself in, he's just pulling the bed covers down, dressed only in his drawstring pajama pants. He looks up at the sound of me coming in, and he smiles widely.

"There you are." He says, as if he missed me for the 20 minutes we were apart while we got ready for bed. I chuckle and make my way over to him after locking the door behind me.

"Here I am. Ready to sleep in the biggest bed I've ever seen." I say, now realizing just how large it is as I climb on top of it. "Look at this thing, we could fit like, twenty of me in here."

I end up sprawling out with my arms and legs moving like I'm making snow angels, just to prove my point, as my hands and feet are still well away from the edges of the bed. But he just remains standing there watching me with that sexy smirk and his arms crossed.

"I don't want twenty of you though. So we'll have to think of better ways to make use of all this space."

"I thought you already had plenty of ideas..." I smile, referring to our earlier conversation. I feel my heart rate begin to pick up when I realize where this conversation is going.

He practically growls as he jumps on top of my stretched out body, and I try to keep my giggling quiet so nobody hears. "You're going to have to be quiet." He flirts with a wink, before leaning down to kiss me. I welcome his tongue as it tries slipping between my lips, and I tilt my head to allow him better access.

After a short while of making out, talking and grinding on each other, his kisses eventually move to my neck.

"Can I take these off?" He asks, referring to my pajamas, but he's already unbuttoning the short-sleeved top, starting at the bottom.

"You already know that answer." I say breathily with a smile as his lips begin traveling up as he exposes more and more skin.

Once my bare breasts are exposed to the cool air of the room, his perfect lips immediately warm them up again. He pays them equal attention before pulling back and looking at me with appreciation, "So beautiful..."

He keeps his eyes locked on mine as he works his way down.

He pulls down my matching pajama shorts, grunting sexily again when he finds me bare beneath them.

I'm already so turned on, I throw my head back and let out a low, soft moan as his two fingers find my anxiously awaiting core. He rubs me in a few deliberate circles, before he slips them slowly into me. He teases me for a moment, dipping his fingers in shallowly as he peppers gentle kisses around the area, but not quite reaching where I crave him to.

I can't help but slide my hips toward him to guide him to probe deeper and clench my inner walls to lock around his finger. His fingers twist and turn palm up, so that he can curl them just right, tickling that spot inside me just right.

I'm already quickly climbing to my orgasm when I feel him come face-to-face with me with his lips brushing delicately up against my lips. His gentle mouth pressing soft kisses on my mound before he asks, "You like this?" against my skin.

The anticipation and intensity of what I'm feeling is almost more than I can handle, so my response is an unequivocal, "Yes!"

He takes his free hand and bows my knee out a little further, spreading me even more for to him.

I'm almost embarrassed at how I feel as if I'm probably dripping with want for him, but his noises and actions just make me feel all the more desirable and sexy.

"You feel so amazing Tris...if you feel this good around my fingers, I can only imagine what you'll feel like around my cock." He murmurs before leaning his head down to swipe his tongue along me.

His words bring me even closer, and I find myself almost begging for him to fuck me. But his mouth is so distracting and wonderful; I can't seem to get any words out at the moment.

I open my heavy eyelids and look down at him where his face is between my legs, his messy hair sticking out in various directions, and those broad shoulders and muscular arms on full display. It's a sight I want to memorize forever.

But I get caught watching, as his eyes look up to me, and smile. It's not even his mouth that smiles, as it's busy at work on me. But his eyes, they smile back at me and convey so much with just a look.

And just like that, I'm pushed over the edge, my mouth falling open into an 'o' as the ripples of pleasure rip through me, and he's taking full advantage of lapping up every bit of it, prolonging it for me as long as possible.

He rests his chin on my mound afterward, looking up at me with a broad smile. "I love doing that."

"I love you doing that," I say with a lazy smile and he chuckles. And I love you, I almost say, which surprises me slightly. Although it shouldn't, I can't keep denying that my feelings are definitely there, they have been for a while I think. But it's probably too early in our relationship to actually say something like that, especially in a setting like this. I don't want him to think it's just because I'm wrapped up in the heat of the moment from his magical tongue.

Instead, I pull him up closer so that he's eye level with me, hovering over me. I kiss him, not caring that I taste myself on his lips. I need him.

"You want to know what your cock feels in there like now?" I bravely ask, hoping he says yes.

"I meant what I said, I can only imagine how amazing you'll feel." He says, kissing me briefly before pulling back and looking at me, "But I didn't mean it had to be tonight. We can wait as long as you want-"

"Tobias, do you want me? Please be honest." I ask.

"Yes, of course I do, but I want it to be special and romantic, I feel bad that this setting-"

"I want this. I want you." I interrupt, smiling at him as I reach down and push his pajama pants as far down as I can reach. "And you really think this isn't romantic?" I ask, gesturing around us. He's got the lights dimmed down low in this gorgeous room, and the curtains are pulled open over the large window so that we can see the gorgeous view of Paris with the Eiffel Tower off in the distance. "This is supposedly the city of love after all."

His smile grows then, and he dips down to kiss me again, deeper this time.

His penetrating gaze never leaves my eyes as he removes the rest of his clothing, then he sits back on his haunches looking at me, nude and spread before him. "I am the luckiest guy in the world, I hope you know. And I don't mean because of my money, or my career, or whatever most people would probably think."

"No?" I ask, swallowing hard, feeling a little emotional at his words.

He shakes his head in response, still looking at me with that loving expression, "I've been blessed with those things too, but you Tris, you take the cake. You're my true happiness." He says and I smile at him, feeling a little teary at his sweet words.

"And not just because of what we're about to do." he smirks, running his hands up my legs.

I laugh lightly as I wipe the corner of my eye, and then pull him down to kiss me.

I feel him against me, rubbing his cock against the slipperiness of my open lower lips, and I bite down lightly on his lower lip, loving the feel of being so intimate with him. But after a couple minutes of this, I'm feeling impatient and needy. He doesn't need to 'ready me up' any more, if that's what he's thinking,

My whimper must give him his cue thankfully, because then he's grabbing a condom and sliding it on.

I smile at him and he kisses me again, only to pull away a moment later. But just enough so that he can look into my eyes as he guides his tip to me, then continues to gently push his way in.

It feels amazing. A little sore at first since he's stretching me a bit more than I'm used to. Well, not that I'm 'used to' much, due to my limited experience. But he's definitely the bigger than the other boyfriend I've been with in this way. Although in the same respect, I'm also definitely more turned-on than I ever have in my life, so it's easier to acclimate. In fact, I have to bite my lip again to keep from moaning in pleasure from the feel of him as he fills me.

Once he's nestled deep inside, he rests his face in the crook of my neck, giving it soft kisses. He seems to be making sure I'm adjusted well before continuing, so I expose more of my neck to him and move my hips a little to encourage him.

"Mm...Tris..." He murmurs against my skin as he begins to draw out and push back in, starting a good steady rhythm.

He supports his weight on his left forearm as his right hand reaches down to caress my right breast as he continues kissing me. Whereas my one hand holds onto his muscular back, and the other one has moved on its own accord, reaching and grasping for his firm buttocks without me even realizing it.

We move together, moving quicker and harder the longer we go at it, the friction of our bodies together feeling more magical and pleasurable than anything I've ever felt.

Then we set frantic pace, both of us far too aroused to last for long.

He sits up slightly, getting a little deeper than before, and getting just the right angle. Then one...two... three thrusts in this position, and I'm seeing stars. I'm coming even harder than the first time, and it's all I can do to not go completely limp beneath him.

Instead, I throw the back of my hand against my mouth to muffle the noises I can't control emitting, and he picks up his speed, his skin slapping against mine as he pounds into me more erratically like he can no longer keep control, before his mouth drops open and I watch his sexy face contort in pleasure as he follows right after.

He collapses on me slightly, but I welcome the weight and feel of his firm body on top of mine. He rests his forehead against mine and lets out the most adorable little satisfied laugh. It's not a laugh like he thinks something is funny, but a deep lazy laugh of delight, Iike he's just experienced something wonderful. It makes my heart swell even more.

"You're amazing," he says before giving me a warm, firm kiss and rolling off of me. But he immediately pulls me with him so that I'm tucked into his side with his arm wrapped around me.

"You are." I whisper back, feeling so happy and sated. "Can I stay with you for a while?"

"Of course, you better stay all night."

So I do.

Unbeknownst to both Tris and Tobias, someone was lurking on the terrace. It does wrap around the whole apartment after all…