We barely make it out of the elevator or down the hall, our lips locked together making things more difficult than necessary. We finally part because Tobias is fumbling with his keys too much. "You know, you're going to have to get me one of those. This is my apartment too," I say, grinning.
"So you're staying?"
"I might as well, you know, since I'm already here." He laughs as he pulls me in, locking the door behind him.

I take my shoes off and wiggle my toes. Tobias gives me a soft kiss on my temple, and hands me his shirt. "I know it's not my t-shirt, but you can wear it if you want." I grab it and go in the bathroom.
I take off my dress, hang it up neatly on its hanger, and look at myself in the mirror. Christina and I made another stop after our conversation. I pull his shirt over my new underwear and bra and button it up. "Tobias, I had to roll the sleeves up like twenty ti-" I stop as I come out of the bathroom. He's standing there in his comfy sweats holding two tall glasses; the one held out to me has a pink flower covering the entire opening. I take the glass and smile. I remove the flower and see the liquid inside is a bubbly pale yellow. "More fizzy drink?" I say, scrunching my nose up.
"No. It's alcohol. Champagne. It's what everyone drinks when they celebrate something special. It's supposed to be very good."
"Yeah, well so was the fizzy drink," I say, smelling it. "Although I'm sure that anything is better than what Zeke serves us. So what's the special thing we're celebrating?"
He smiles and pulls me close. "Us."

It takes a good fifteen minutes before either one of us actually taste the champagne. We're both out of breath when we sit down on our bed. "You know, this isn't half bad," I say, taking another sip.
"Eh. I prefer Zeke's concoctions."
I push on Tobias' chest, forcing him to scoot against the wall, and nestle myself into him. "You know, you could have just asked me to scoot back."
"I could have, but where's the fun in that? Besides, maybe I like being the one to boss you around for a change," I say, smiling.
"Careful Tris," he says in his best Four voice. I look up at him and he smiles. "I just might like that."

Something stirs inside of me at this small little confession. It always does when he drops his wall and let's me in. I love Tobias, but in this moment, it's not enough. I can hold him and I can kiss him, but I want something more. I want to share all of my secrets with him. Share everything that makes me, me. Share things that I've never shared with anyone else. I want to show him that he is mine, and I am his, forever and always.

I lean over him and place my glass on the nightstand next to his, pull myself up, and straddle him.
"Hi," I whisper.
"Hey," he whispers back.
My heart is pounding as I lean forward and kiss him. He slides his hands up my back before bringing them back down and resting them on my hips, sending a wave of goosebumps radiating out. I run my fingers through his soft hair as we take turns battling for dominance over each others mouths. I pull away, surprised, when I feel Tobias grind himself against me.
"Sorry," he says, sheepishly.
I smile, knowing that I am the reason he is hard. "Don't be." I wrap my arms around his neck and roll over, pulling him with me. He lies next to me, propped up on an elbow, running his fingers through my hair and over my cheek, before leaning down and finding my lips again. We stay like this for a long time before I push him away.

He looks at me, confused. I give him a coy smile and bite my lip. He grins and moves to lean back down, but I reach out and place my hands on his chest, stopping him again. I look into his eyes as I pull my hands away, and bring them down to my shirt. He breaks our stare, watching as I start at the top, slowly undoing one button at a time. I can hear his breathing become a little heavier the lower I go. As I undo the last button, I leave my shirt closed, and bring my hands up to his face. I pull him towards me and give him a small kiss on the lips, never breaking eye contact.

His eyes shift back and forth quickly between mine. He reaches up and places his fingertips underneath the collar of my shirt, and waits. I nod, and even then he hesitates slightly before pushing it off my shoulder, causing the rest of it to slide down and expose one side of my body. He smiles as he looks over me and I blush, slightly rolling into him to hide my embarrassment.
"Hey," he whispers. "We don't have to-"
"No. I want to. I just need a minute."
He nods and kisses my forehead, the tip of my nose, my flushed cheek. One small smile and he out of sight, kissing my jaw before moving down to my neck. Minutes up I think as every inch of my body tingles in response to his lips on my neck. I close my eyes and let out a small sigh as he moves down, kissing across each one of my ravens. "I love this about you," he mumbles against them. "I love you, Tris."

I pull him up to my lips and kiss him, my heart thumping so hard it might burst. "I love you too." He looks at me, and I know I want this more than anything, but my nerves are getting the best of me. I take a deep breath. "I think I might not be ready. You know," I say, softly.
"Okay," he says before placing a small kiss on my cheek. He starts to lie down on his back when I reach out and pull him back to me, thinking about the conversation I had with Christina. I do want this, so it's time to take charge.

I take his hand and place it on my stomach. His touch sends electricity surging throughout my entire body. He doesn't dare move, leaving all of the control in my hands. I slowly slide his hand further down until his fingertips are flush with the waistband of my underwear. He takes in a sharp breath, never looking away from me. My heart is pounding so loud now it's all I can hear, and I wonder if his is too. I remove my hand from his and gently pull his mouth to mine, but I don't kiss him. I just look into his eyes and see all the love that is in them. "Tobias," I whisper against his lips, "touch me."

He gives an almost imperceptible nod and slowly, gently moves his hand underneath my underwear as I move my legs apart. I close my eyes and let out a small gasp at the first contact with his fingers. They brush over me lightly before finding their way to my entrance. He touches gently at first, before pressing a little harder, taking in how wet I am. He brings his fingers back up and makes soft, slow circles around my clit. Despite the crassness, I can't stop myself from letting out a soft "Fuck," at how good it feels. I open my eyes slightly and see Tobias smiling. I bring a hand up and cover my face, a little embarrassed.

"No, don't," he whispers. "I like knowing I make you feel like this." I nod and rest my arm up over my head, closing my eyes again and giving him control. My body reacts favorably to his touch, sending small alternating waves of warmth and pleasure throughout. The few times he pulls away to gather more of my wetness, I protest through small moans, my body desperately wanting it to never stop. It doesn't take long to push me to the edge, and with a whimper and a small "Please," Tobias takes me over. My hand digs into the pillow above as my orgasm rolls through me, the pleasure increasing when he moves his hand down and slides a finger inside of me. "Tobias," I moan out, completely unable to control anything at this point.

He moves his finger in and out slowly for a minute, before adding a second. I shudder at the slight pressure, but in no time it's gone. I bite my lip and relax into it, enjoying every minute of the new sensations my body is experiencing. It's not long before another feeling is taking over me. The build up is similar, and yet, completely different. "Don't stop," I manage to get out in between heavy, ragged breaths. Tobias obliges, his fingers gliding effortlessly into the right spot. A small yelp escapes me when the explosion that courses throughout me is almost too much for me to handle. My body twitches and shivers with pleasure, a wave of total satisfaction rushing over me. I smile and exhale deeply. It's only when I feel Tobias' stiffness that's been pressed against my hip that I am brought back to reality. I kick myself for forgetting all about his wants and needs.

"Hi," I say, as I finally open my eyes and look at him.
"Hey," he says before leaning down and kissing me. I pull him close and kiss him with everything I've got, before gently pushing him so he lies down on his back. It's my turn now to listen to the small noises Tobias makes as I kiss his neck and across his chest. I place my hand on his stomach, just above his waistband, and lightly run my fingertips back and forth. He mutters something I cannot understand, and I can't help but notice the tent that his sweats have made, twitch. I look at him and he gives me a tiny nod, indicating it's his turn to give me free reign.

I slide my hand under his pants, and smile again when I feel he still has his boxers on. I make my way under them too, and take him in my hand. "Fuck," he says the same way I did, letting a small smirk play across his face. I roll my eyes and smile, making a mental note of how cute it was before kissing his chest and slowly moving my hand up and down. I stop after a few strokes, unsure if this is what I am supposed to be doing, or if it's what he even likes. "What's wrong?" he asks, out of breath.
"Nothing. I'm just...I don't really know..."
He nods and reaches down, placing his hand over mine. We move together, him setting a pace as well as showing me a couple of different things that feel good. I push his hand back out when I feel more confident, and watch as he places his arms above his head as I did, allowing me the freedom to give him his pleasure.

I find it doesn't take long before he is moving his hips, thrusting into my hand at a faster pace, alternating between sweet words of love, and curse words. I place my free hand on his hip, steadying him and telling him that, no, I am the one in control. He nods again and allows me to take over at a faster pace. It only takes a few more strokes before I see his body tense, a soft "Tris," escaping. I loosen my grip slightly and give a few more soft strokes before he relaxes, his body giving a quick shudder after his orgasm.

We clean ourselves up before settling back down in bed. "Where did you learn all of that?" I ask. He looks at me and grins. "Zeke," I say, rolling my eyes and answering my own question. We laugh and I burrow my face into Tobias' neck as he pulls me in tight, whispering sweet musings of love and forever while absentmindedly rubbing his thumb in small circles on my shoulder. I place a kiss over his heart just before falling asleep, his words spawning the greatest dreams I have ever had.

A/N:

Hello new followers!

eeeeee. So they fooled around a bit. Some of you might think it was too fast, but really, they've known each other for years here. Besides, when it's right, you know it's right.