A/N: Hello agents! I'm sorry for the delay. Long story short, I had a catastrophic week. I won't bother you with details. I have to thank Sweetwaterspice for her wonderful help and her patience. But mostly making this "pretty". For those who read "Divergent Guardian" - I know you hate my guts right now (can't blame you), but have pity on me. I had more than a shitty time and some more cosmic schmutz is on collision course with my very existence. I will try all I can to update the story soon and try to keep this one on track.

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Chapter 6: Friends with benefits?

Tobias feels warmth spread throughout his body, slightly embarrassed with the situation. She's right. It's just a kiss. He tries to change the subject, but he just can't seem to think of anything other than her lips. God, why do they have to taste so sweet? And why does he feel this electric current run through him every time he touches her? Now that he thinks of it not just when he kisses her, but also when they danced, both times. He kept telling himself that it was the booze he drank to calm him down, but it seems like the alcohol had nothing to do with that. He never felt like this with any girl. He thought he was into Nita, but he only got aroused around her when they were actually getting busy. But with Tris it's different. She is like a magnet attracting him and he just wants to kiss her again. So he does. He crashes his lips over hers pushing his tongue inside her mouth mating it with hers in a passionate dance. Tris pulls him by the collar to feel him closer to her, wrapping her left arm around his neck keeping him right there and cupping his face with her right hand. She has no idea what came over her. One minute she hated this guy, the next she is all over him. Tobias is now hovering over her and Tris can feel his bulge press into her stomach. The feeling of his erection against her excites her and for the first time in a long while she can't wait for what is about to come. She likes this turn of events and his erection is an obvious testimony that he must like this situation too. She smiles. She's gotten him all worked up. She thought he hated her. Although, it wouldn't be the first time that two people who dislike each other got aroused by the other and fucked. But is this what she wants? Is this what he wants? She breaks the kiss, both to breathe in much needed air and to ask him what he wants. God, he can kiss. Tobias rests his forehead on hers and pants heavily. Both their eyes betray how they really feel: aroused, exhilarated, nervous.

"I," Tobias starts but Tris interrupts him.

"If you say you're sorry again I'll kick you in the balls," she says and brings her knee close to them to emphasize her threat.

"I wasn't," Tobias says in a husky voice and chuckles. "I just wanted to say that I was wrong about you." At that Tris tilts her head to the side, not understanding what he means.

"Huh?" is all that comes from her.

"I thought you were this obnoxious, full of herself brat that doesn't care about others, but I was wrong. You care too much about other people and put yourself even in harm's way to help and protect them."

"Well, it's not like I'd been a real sweetheart to you. It wasn't really your fault that our parents suddenly decided that it would be a good idea to marry us," she says with a chuckle.

"Still. I could have handled it better. Instead of facing my parents I took it out on you and I was angry that your parents forced you to accept. I honestly didn't know about your dad's heart condition until you confronted him. I just assumed he wanted to save his own ass no matter the cost. Then you come along and treat everything like it's a job or something and make deals with my father," he says and laughs a little.

"That's how I looked at it. But yesterday, while I was walking down the aisle, I realized this isn't a job. This is my life, your life and maybe I was making a mistake. Even though we both agreed to divorce in a year, it was still a year. I felt guilty. What if you were in love with that model and I just ruined it for you? Or maybe you would find someone you truly loved and you couldn't be with her because of this situation," she says and looks away sad.

"Tris, I never loved Nita. She was fun and all, but she's hardly wife material," he says and turns her head so that she faces him again. He smiles softly at her. She is really surprising him. She really thought of him and how this marriage would impact him, when she herself had to sacrifice a lot.

"Yeah, but maybe you would have found the love of your life in the coming months and you could have been with her without hiding it," she says and furrows her eyebrows.

"Maybe. But what's done is done. And for the record Nita and I are history," he says and sits up. Tris immediately feels cold and empty now that he is no longer lying over her.

"You could have kept seeing her, only make sure it was behind closed doors," Tris says rubbing his arm. At that Tobias looks at her furiously. "Or not," Tris adds when she sees how angry he is. Tobias realizes that she must have misunderstood, because his gaze softens immediately.

"I didn't break up with her, because of the wedding. That bitch wanted to drag me and my family into a scandal. If it weren't for dad the paparazzo who tailed us would have published pictures of us."

"I'm sorry to hear that," she says and to Tobias she sounds sincere. He looks at her and realizes he never asked her how she knew about Nita. So he asks. "Seriously?" she asks starting to laugh.

"What's so funny?" he asks confused.

"You are. I'm a spy, Tobias. I can get information that's top secret that people would die for protecting. Do you really think that I can't find out the truth about a well known model dating a billionaire's son? Please. That would be so humiliating," she says laughing. Tobias can't contain his own laughter and joins her. He finds that she has an adorable laugh, when it's not fake or forced, but genuine, like she can't keep it in.

"Tris," he says after they calm down, "do you think we could be friends? I mean not right away, but eventually." She smiles and nods.

"Friends with benefits?" she asks wiggling her eyebrows and Tobias blushes which makes Tris laugh lightly. "We don't have to, you know. I just thought since we are already married it would only make sense. Besides, if we don't consummate our marriage we can't divorce," she says. At that Tobias looks at her confused. "According to the law, if a married couple doesn't consummate the marriage, as in fuck like bunny rabbits on a Sunday afternoon," she says and Tobias bursts out laughing at the comparison, "then they can't get a divorce. The marriage would simply be annulled. Now that would be embarrassing. People might start thinking that you, maaaay a-hem, have a problem."

"Hey," Tobias shouts offended, "why would I be the one with the problem?" he asks, even though he knows she is messing with him.

"Really? Look at me. A babe like me to not get laid? Please. That's like saying chocolate isn't the bestest flavor in the world," she says smugly.

"There we go again with the smugness. And bestest isn't a real word," he corrects and pushes her into the mattress.

"It is," she counters and laughs.

"Is not," he says and starts tickling her.

"It is," she replies and tries to get out of his grasp.

"Is not. Say it and I'll keep tickling you," he says. He hasn't had this much fun since… now that he thinks of it. Ever.

"Okay, okay. I surrender," she says and they stare at each other. Tobias leans down and presses his lips to her again. She tastes so sweet. He runs his tongue over her bottom lip and Tris opens her mouth willingly. He pushes his tongue inside and just as he starts exploring her mouth she flips them over straddling his hips. "I lied. I never surrender," she says grinning.

"Good to know. Me neither," he says and flips them again, but unfortunately her bed isn't big enough and they land on the floor, with Tobias on top of her. "Oh God, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?" he asks worried. Way the go, Tobias. But Tris just starts laughing hysterically.

"Relax, hubby, I can take a lot more than the hard floor," she says. At that he winces. He remembers all the things she told him about her training and her missions and he is sure that she left out a lot.

"I really want us to be friends," he says. "Not just because we are married now, but because of your help with my father," he says.

"Tobias, I would have helped him even if we would have hated each other and you would have been my archenemy. He is an innocent and I swore to protect all of them."

"Did you have many boyfriends?" Tobias asks genuinely curious.

"A few. Three steady ones and the occasional hook-up. I was trained to do even that. You know, whore around if the mission required it," she admits and looks him straight in the eyes. Tobias furrows his eyebrows. "I didn't, though. The situation never occurred and I'm glad it didn't. Most guys I had to deal with were disgusting. However, I did pretend a few times being a prostitute or stripper to gain access to my target's hotel room. But after teasing them a little it usually ended quickly and not because of erectile dysfunction," she says and puts two fingers to her temple and pretends to squeeze a trigger. Tobias nods.

"Is it weird that you talking about other guys turns me on?" he asks and presses himself closer to her so that she feels his hard cock.

"Actually, it isn't. You know what a turn on for me is?" she asks and he shakes his head. He is really curious to find out. "A guy cooking for me. Can be anything really, but the thought that he is doing that just for me, to impress me. I wouldn't care if the food tasted bad. The idea of someone caring enough about me to at least try is a real turn on."

"I'll keep that in mind," he says smirking at her.

"You do that. And whenever I wanna get laid I'll just tell you how I beat up a guy," she says with a chuckle.

"You do that. Tris?"

"Yeah?"

"I should go," he says and starts to get up, but Tris pulls him back.

"Why?"

"If I don't go now, I won't be able to… control myself," he says looking down at them where they're intimately pressed together. She can feel how his dick is twitching inside his pants.

"Do you want me?" she asks bluntly and he is confused for a moment. Should he admit it or play cool? Oh, who is he kidding? She can damn feel that he wants her. So he just nods. "Good," she says grinning widely. "Then take me. Fuck me hard, Tobias. Fuck me good." His eyes nearly pop out when he hears her. He never thought she would say that to him, not after the shit he did and said to her.

"You sure?" he asks.

"Of course I'm sure. But before we start, are you clean? I mean did you get tested for VD?" she asks.

"Yeah, a couple of weeks ago. You?" he asks.

"Yeah, about a week ago. It's standard procedure here, even though I can't imagine where I would have picked up any. I haven't had sex in a year," she says more to herself, but Tobias heard her loud and clear and again he's speechless. She hasn't been with a guy in a year? How can someone as gorgeous as her not have a boyfriend or even a hook-up in a year? "You'll have to do most of the work, Tobias. I might have forgotten a thing or two," she says jokingly.

"Then I guess it's up to me to bring you up to speed," he says smirking before crashing his mouth over hers. They kiss passionately and Tris grabs a fistful of his hair and pulls him closer to her. When they come up for air Tobias attaches his mouth to her neck sucking it hard.

"Hey, no hickeys," she says chuckling which makes him chuckle too. "At least not where they're visible," she says in a lower, sexier voice.

"Then where do you suggest?" he asks, his voice thick with arousal. Oh, God damn. I don't know how long I'll last.

"I can think of a place or two," she says and giggles. "Why don't we take this to the bed, not next to it," she says and Tobias looks at her. She has an adorable grin on her face and he can't help it and kisses her nose quickly before getting up and pulling her with him. They stay still for a moment just looking at each other.

"I'm sorry," he says and Tris furrows her eyebrows in confusion. "For all the crap I put you through. It was unfair of me."

"Hey, didn't we agree to a fresh start?" she asks and he nods. "Then forget it. Besides worse people have done worse things to me. You being an ass isn't even in my top ten," she says smiling. Tobias flinches. On one hand he wants to ask her what happened to her that made her come up with a top ten list of bad things, but on the other hand he is not sure this is the time or place. Or if Tris is even willing to share.

"If you ever want to talk about it, I'll listen," he says and she knows what he means. She nods. It's sweet of him to offer but it's the last thing on her mind at the moment.

Tris takes a step closer to him and wraps her arms around his waist. Tobias leans down and connects their lips in a sweet kiss that soon becomes more demanding. They let their tongues mate in a sensual dance that leaves them both panting heavily. Tobias slowly removes her top leaving her in her black cotton bra. It is simple and yet feminine. Tobias can't take his eyes off of her. She looks amazing. How come he hadn't seen this before? How come he was so easily fooled by her attempts to push him away from her? She looked breathtakingly gorgeous, like a mirage in the desert. Her skin is smooth and the light in her room makes it almost glow. Or perhaps it is her angelic nature that does the glowing. He wants to touch her; he wants to touch her everywhere at once. He wants to kiss her, to hold her, he just wants to be closer to her. He is like a piece of metal and she's the magnet to attract him and never let him go. Lost in his own thoughts, he ignores to rid himself of his own clothing.

Tris helps him to toss the standard issue tee shirt and pants leaving him in just his dark gray boxers. His hairless chest, defined and moving in sync with his ragged breathing is calling to her, as if she could hear the heart beating beneath the flesh in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm of list and desire, of trust and surrender. His abdomen is defined and yet Tris can tell he isn't a fighter, but damn, God did one fine good job with this man. She almost reaches out to touch him but stops. She looks him in the eyes. They are darker than usual. His arousal seeping through every one of his pores. His chest heaving, his pupils dilated, the muscles in his upper body contracting and relaxing, his arms… God those arms. So well build and strong. Tris can easily see herself lying in those arms, lost in her own passion, protected by this man.

She finally allows her hands to travel over the exposed skin of his upper body. A shiver runs down his spine, the anticipation almost chocking him, but he doesn't move, he doesn't make a sound, he almost loses his mind. He had been touched many times before, gorgeous women really, but this with her felt like his first time. He suddenly feels his heart skip a beat, goose bumps appearing all over his skin and a heat spreading throughout his body.

Tris is fascinated by him. The silky smooth skin underneath her fingertips, the firmness of his chest, the strong, erratic heartbeat, the air he exhaled through his partly opened mouth hits her skin and heightens her own senses. She needed more. This simple touch was igniting a fire deep inside her that threatened to consume her. She wanted to feel his nakedness against her. No, she needed to feel him. Now! Right now!

Looking down to his crotch her eyes widen a little. Judging by the bulge she sees, Tris can only assume that he is in a lot of pain right now. And since she's such a good person she kneels before him and gently pulls the last clothing item down his legs allowing his engorged manhood to spring free. Her eyes widen at the sight of his impressive manhood and she absentmindedly licks her lips.

He is big. Maybe her mind is playing tricks on her. She hadn't been with a man in a year. No. this was him. Definitely him. She so badly wants to touch him. But she hesitates. For the first time, she hesitates. On a mission she would have just reminded herself this is a job. But this wasn't a job. This was her life. And his life. Their lives. And they were about to have sex. And she could tell by just staring at his erection that it would be good sex.

Her curiosity wins. She reaches out her hand somewhat shakily. She could just hope he wouldn't see it. She wraps her hand around his shaft and at the contact Tobias gasps. Tris looks up at him and sees that he has his eyes closed. She smirks. Muscle memory, it's just muscle memory. But she needs to get him ready. He might be erect, but she always prided herself with being a good lover. And despite not being a pro she did enjoy blowing the guys. She darts her tongue out before licking him from base to tip in one swift move. The sensation makes Tobias open his eyes and look at her. He is too dazed to do anything other than smile goofily. This simple touch made him wobbly in his knees. Tris smiles before she swirls her tongue around the head and taking him in as much as she can. Tobias moans loudly at the sensation of her lips around his sensitive cockhead. He grabs a fistful of her hair and Tris takes this as her cue to start working. She bobs her head up and down his length gagging every once in a while when his large cock hits the back of her throat. He is really big, bigger than any other she had before. She makes up for what can't get attention from her mouth with her hand. She helps him race toward the invisible edge of bliss and when he swells slightly she knows he is close. She increases her pace and plays with his balls and that's his undoing. He comes loud, moaning her name and spilling his hot load deep into her throat. Tris eagerly drinks every last bit of it and sucks him off before releasing him with a loud popping sound.

Sneak Peek Chapter 7: Nah, just another newlywed couple

"You hungry?" she asks. Yeah, but not for food he thinks. He shakes his head.

"You?" he asks, realizing she might be.

"I have a few protein bars here," she answers simply. "But I'll have one after we finally fuck," she says without any kind of embarrassment.

"In that case, maybe we should get things going. I don't want my wife to starve, in any way," he says smirking and she laughs.

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