"WHERE WERE YOU?!" Christian says a little too loudly
"I was just catching up with four" I say, using his nickname feels weird coming off my tongue but thats what most people know him as, calling him Tobias might make her more suspicious.
She gives me a funny look as we order more drinks, but thankfully she does not pry. Will is finally tipsy enough that he allows us to drag him onto the dance floor. When a slow song comes on Will pulls Christina in tight. They've been dating since initiation, everyone is just waiting for him to pop the question. Uriah and I dance along to the slow music and chat about nothing in particular. I catch Tobias glaring at Uriah and I , jealously running rampant on his face. The music picks back up with a fast song and his stare disappears. The next time the music slows down I sit the song out.
By the time the band stops playing for the night the three of us are red faced and out of breath from dancing. I come down from my drunkenness and now I'm enjoying a slight buzz. I take a little extra time grabbing my things and saying goodnight to Will, Christina and Uriah. The longer I wait the better chance I have of catching him. When I turn back to the band him and his guitar are gone. My heart sinks.
I make my way to my car, the air has definitely gotten colder while I was inside. It's not a bad cold, it feels good rushing past my hot skin. As I'm unlocking my car I feel a firm hand on my arm, just above my elbow. My heart starts to pound and my dauntless instincts kick in. I'm about to stomp on the foot of whoever is holding me, when I feel a pair of lips brush my ear.
"Are you sure you should be driving tonight" Tobias's voice whispers in my ear
I can't help but smile, while I think of what to say. If I say I can drive home then this may be where our night ends, but if I say I can't drive home then he will also know that I'm too inebriated to consent to anything further tonight.
Before I can answer he says "Why don't I walk you home"
Nothing in the city is very far and we both live in the compound. The only reason I even have my car today is because I picked up an extra shift at the Erudite hospital.
"I think that would be okay" I say, locking my car again. No one will bother it overnight.
We walk silently for a while. Side by side, his guitar case in his hand furthest from me. So that our empty hands swing next to each other. After a couple minutes I feel his large hand brush mine and ever so gently take my small hand in his. This action is so simple and chaste, especially after what we did in the pub bathroom just a few short hours ago.
When we get to the compound it is still bustling, it makes me wonder if the dauntless ever sleep. I think about dropping his hand so that others won't see but he holds on tight so it must not bother him.
"I'll walk you to your door, but do you mind if we stop at my place first so that I can put my guitar away?" Tobias asked genuinely
"Not at all, but you do know that I can walk home by myself. It's not like we live far away" I say with a lightness in my voice
"Tris, I'm sure you are more than capable of walking home by yourself, but I want to walk with you" he says giving my hand a small squeeze
We stop in front of his door and he drops my hand to unlock it. In all the years that we've been friends I've never been to his apartment and he's never been to mine. It's almost nothing like what I pictured. Every surface is clean and tidy, his furniture is minimal and he has almost no decorations. For living here for 15 years he has done nothing to make his apartment a home. If it weren't for the guitars in the living room it would be impossible to guess that it was his apartment.
"Make yourself at home, I'll just be a minute" he says dashing into what I assume must be his bedroom
I sit down on the small couch, which is one of the only pieces of furniture in his living room. I look around the large room. The kitchen is clean and simple, the island has four bar stools and it appears that where he eats all of his means as I do not see a dining room table. The living room is made for a minimalist. The small black couch that I am sitting on is the only seating, there is a black TV stand with an average sized TV sitting on it and his 3 guitars. The rest of the space is just open. He has more than enough room for a kitchen table, but I'm guessing it wouldn't get any use. For some reason sitting alone in his space and seeing how cookie-cutter it is makes me sad.
Before I can think about it further he enters the room. He has changed from his gig attire into clothes that look more comfortable. A dark grey nearly black t-shirt hugs his chest in all the right places and pair of black sweat pants rides low on his hip. His bare feet pad across the wood floor. A breath catches in my throat, suddenly I feel over dressed in my very short black dress.
"I can walk you home now… or we could watch a movie or something" he says, trying to act casual.
"I'd like that" I say, standing up from the couch
"Sit sit!" he said "I'll grab us some drinks"
He comes back into the room carrying a bottle of when and two glasses. I pour us each a glass, while he turns on a movie. It's some old sci-fi but I don't pay attention to the title, I'm too focused on every move he's making. The couch is small, so when he sits down there is almost no space between us. He takes my hand in his and starts drawing small circles in the palm. I'm so focused I almost don't hear him when he asks me a question.
"Are you enjoying the movie" Tobias asks quietly
"Huh? Oh the movie" I say feeling a bit flustered "Honestly, I haven't heard a word they have said… someone is distracting me" I say, shooting him a playful glare.
"Oh really… would that someone be me?" he asks coyly
Before I can answer I feel his lips on my ear. He gently places a kiss on the soft part of my neck directly behind my ear. I breath in sharply. I can hear him humming in a satisfied way. I feel his lips again and I think he's going in for another kiss but this time he gently sucks at the soft patch of skin. A moan slips past my lips.
"Am I being distracting now?" he teases
Instead of answering I turn to him and kiss him deeply. Wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulls me onto his lap causing the skirt of my dress to bunch at my hips but I don't care. I run my fingers through his shaggy hair and grind my hips into his. Causing him to moan softly. His hands slip from cradling my neck down to the front of my dress, massaging my aching breasts. I lift his shift over his head again, wanting the closeness I felt earlier in the night. His arms slip around to the back of my dress and fiddle with the zipper. Moments later he is sliding the straps down over my shoulders.
His eyes darken with lust when we realizes that other than the dress I have nothing covering my breasts. He takes my naked chest in his hands and rolls my nipples between his fingers. I moan and rock harder into the growing bulge in his pants. I can feel the wetness pooling in my center as he continues to worship my nipples.
I reach between is and pull at the drawstring of his sweatpants. Sliding them down over his hips. He pauses for a moment to kick them fully off. His massive erection begging to be freed from his skin tight black boxer briefs. He uses this pausing in kissing to lift my dress from my body, leaving him in his boxer briefs and my in a tiny black thong. He lifts me from the couch as though I weight nothing. I feel miniature pressed up against his large muscular frame. We must be thinking the same thing, because just as I'm about to suggest we move from the tiny couch he asks if he can carry me to the bedroom.
"Sounds perfect" I say into his neck
He carries me into his bedroom and lays me gently on the bed. Before he can move I wrap my arms and legs around him and pull him into me. I want to feel his body pressed against mine. One of his hands reaches in between us and ever so slowly he starts rubbing his hand over my panties.
"Fuck you're wet" we coos in my ear
"And you're so hard baby" I say bucking my hips to meet his
This time he slips his fingers into my panties without any interruptions. His cool fingers lap at my folds, spreading my wetness around until he starts rubbing my clit. I gasp. I moan into his ear giving it a nibble. His fingers now positioned over my opening.
"May I" he asks looking me in the eye
"mmhm yes please" I moan, practically begging for him
He enters me, one finger to start slowing exploring my tight wet pussy. Just as I'm getting used to him he adds a second finger. His pace increases and I'm quickly approaching a climax, right as I'm about to come he slides a third finger into my hot core, pushing me over the edge of my orgasm.
"Tobias" I moan not caring who can hear me
I slide my hands down his body and under his boxer briefs, quickly removing them and freeing his cock. My eyes widen at the sight of him. I've only even seen one other man in a sexual way and he was nothing compared to Tobias. I reach down to take him in my small hand and my fingers aren't even close to touching as I wrap myself around his shaft. I start off slow moving my hand up and down his enormous length. I crawl up so that I'm on my hands and knees. I kiss his mouth and then down his neck, trailing kisses past his navel and down to his hip. I look up at him, silently asking permission. He nods and rubs my shoulders, I take as much of him in my mouth and use my hand on the inches that I can't reach with my mouth and tongue.
"Fuck, Tris! That feels so good" He moans
I don't stop moving my mouth around his rock hard cock. I want to make him feel as good as he made me feel.
"Fuck, I'm going to cum if you don't stop" he says pulling my body up so it's resting on his. "That was amazing but it's not how I want to come" He finishes
My heart starts to pound, I know what he's referring to. I know it's what I want but I have to tell him.
"Tobias" I practically whisper
"Tris, are you okay? He asks cupping my face in his hands
"I have to tell you something" I say, avoiding his eyes.
"What is it?" he asks rolling us onto our sides'
"I've never done this before" I say shyly
"Done what before" he says looking puzzled, after a moment he understands
"Oh my god… you're a virgin" he says
I think he's going to get up and walk away. Maybe I should have told him earlier. Not many people are virgins in a long term relationship, but Peter had some trouble down "there" and we were never able too. Should I tell Tobias all of this?
He pulls me into his arms, my fear that he was going to walk aways vanishes.
"What if I hurt you" he whispers into my hair
"I trust you to go slow and be gentle" I say, running my hand through his hair
"You'll tell me to stop if I'm hurting you… right?" He asks with a look of worry in his face
"Of course I will" I tell him but I'm not sure if it's the truth. I know that it is going to hurt some, but I'll tell him if it's unbearable.
We start to kiss again and I quickly feel the passion building. His kisses down my body worshiping every inch of me. When he gets to my apex he takes my clit in his mouth and slow sucks. His teeth brush over it and I'm almost sent over the edge again. He kisses up my body, back up to my lips. I can taste myself on him. Just as I'm about to tell him that I'm ready for more he rolls off of me. He starts digging through his bedside table, swearing under his breath. I know what he's looking for, I gently put my hand on his bare back.
"Hey" I whisper "As long as you're clean, I'm covered on the birth control side of things" I say shyly
He turns to me "Are you sure? I got tested right after I found out Marlene cheated on me. I'm clean. I don't want to do anything you're not comfortable with though" He says pushing my hair behind my ear
"This is what I want" I say, pulling him in for a kiss.
We roll so that he's on top of me, his finger explore my body again to make sure that I'm still wet. When he's satisfied with my level of wetness he positions his massive cock over my tight wet core. He checks with me again to make sure this is what I want and then he slowly pushes into me. He has barely entered me when it starts to get uncomfortable. His extreme girth stretches me to my limit. I bite into his shoulder as he keeps going.
"I need a minute" I pant
He stops instantly but doesn't remove himself. I slowly adjust to his large size.
"You can keep going" I say, kissing him again
He slowly pushes into me further, slowly the stretching starts to bring pleasure rather than pain. He slowly removes himself from me and I instantly miss him filling me. He enters me again, faster this time. I know he's still holding back. I have definitely been missing out all theses years. The next time he thrusts I bring my hips up to meet him, forcing him deeper into me. I scream out, in pleasure not pain but it causes him to stop.
"Tris?! Am I hurting you?" He asks, a look of terror on his face
"Not at all, having you deep inside me feels amazing!" I say catching my breath "Please keep going baby, I want to make you cum"
At this he thrusts into me again. With every movement of his hips he gets deeper inside of me. His pace and his breathing start to speed up and I know he's close.
"Oh fuck Tris, I'm coming" He grunts, as he spills his load deep in my core
He stays positioned over me for a while and we stare into each others eyes. I feel him slowly remove himself from me. He gets up to grab a towel. I watch his naked body walk across the room. I am mesmerized by the muscles I can see that I've never noticed before. His legs are strong, his back is ripped and his ass… wow just wow!
We comes back with a damp towel and a dry towel, we both freshen up before he throws the towels into the hamper. He lays down next to me, I trace his tattoo with my fingers.
"Why do you have all of the factions" I ask, still running my hands down his spine
"I don't want to be just one thing" he whispers as if it's going to get him in trouble.
He pulls me down for a passionate kiss.
"Should I get going?" I ask, not sure what I want his answer to be
"Not unless you want to" his says, wrapping his arm around me "You're more than welcome to spend the night if you like"
"I'd like that" I say as I pull the covers over my shoulder
He turns out the light and kisses my head. The last thing I remember before falling into a peaceful sleep is his gentle snoring and the feeling of his arm wrapped around my naked body.