Hey guys! So, my relatives took me captive and I had to spend Christmas away at the beach with them in exchange for my presents. And there was no internet! I'm so sorry it's taken so long to update the story, but the reason is what I've just explained to you. Thank you for the reviews, that's so sweet. I'd like to dedicate this chapter to AJ (sorry, don't know your whole username) for fighting off those mean comments on my other story, which is now deleted (sorry for pleasing the haters) ;)
-Eve
CHAPTER THREE
FOUR
The grass tingles beneath my back and I hear Tris sigh as she catches her breath. I turn my head to look at her. Her hair's splayed out in a fan, standing golden against the green grass. Her tits, god, her tits, so plump and round, slowly moving up and down with her chest at each slow breath.
Every time I look at her, I can't help but feel like I'm the luckiest guy in the world. It sounds like a corny cliché, but like all clichés, it's true.
She rolls over and puts her light body on mine, pressing her lips to mine, entangling her fingers with mine. I lean forward, even though it hurts my neck, I lean forward to kiss her more heavily.
She pulls away, giving me a smile of cheek.
"Hey" I say, laughing.
"Come on, let's go enjoy this… date." She giggles.
"Well it is a strange phenomenon, maybe we should explore it."
She pushes her hair behind her ears and says "I've never been on a date before you know."
"Really?"
"Do you really think in Abnegation everyone was running around holding hands and going on dates?" she says.
"Ah," I sigh "how could I have forgotten? I wonder why we didn't stay?" Tris gets up, dragging me by my hand.
"So where are we going?" she asks, caressing the dip in my knuckles between my index finger and my middle finger. I focus my eyes on her touch, electric yet soothing. "Toby?"
"Yeah? Oh right, I told Zeke to clear the fountain of people."
"Ooh, is it going to be that kind of a date?"
I laugh "How would you know what types of dates their even are?" She punches me lightly on the shoulder and squeezes my right arm as she wraps herself around it, walking by my side now.
We reach the fountain after our small, silent walk. When I check my watch it's already 3:20. As requested, Zeke has cleared the fountain of everyone. There's no one in sight. But there is a basket accompanied by a red and white checked blanket.
"Well this is cute." Gasps Tris.
"I told Zeke to clear the fountain, not setup a picnic." She laughs at me and squeezes my arm tighter. If it were anyone else up against me, I'd be annoyed by how tight they're holding me, almost cutting off my blood circulation. But it's Tris. And her warm body fills all the holes and crevices on the inside of my body, she makes me feel like a fuller, better man.
And that sounds corny too.
Whatever.
We sit on the fountain, and I peer into the basket. Inside is a cloth holding ice that a bottle of champagne rests in. Two glasses are just outside the basket.
I'm going to kill you Zeke.
But this is alcohol.
I wrap my fingers around the slim top of the bottle and put it between my knees, to pop the cork off.
"Wow, it's almost as big as yours" Tris breathes in to my ear. I grab her by the back of her neck and pull her in for a wet kiss. She reaches a hand down for the bottle and pretends to give me a hand job.
I play along, giving her a fake whimper. She goes faster, jostling my 'dick' in her hands, until she sends her hand shooting off the bottle, the cork flying off with it and champagne (or cum) spraying everywhere.
We fall back, laughing. The fountain fills all the silences with its trickling water.
I like it.
It reminds me of the Dauntless Sanctuary.
I pour both of us a glass. Tris pushes her hair back behind her ear and smiles as I hand her a glass of the champagne.
"Toby?"
"Yeah?"
"We have a few hours to kill." She says, raising an eyebrow.
"We're in public." I say, trying to shake her suggestion off. I'd rather not do anything with her out here, even at the fountain, where Zeke's cleared everyone. Someone could still see, and what if we were caught by authorities. I look down at my glass, flicking my wrist making the champagne swirl around like it's scotch.
"So?"
"So, we would be having sex in public."
"Exactly." She says, grabbing my hand and placing it on her breast.
I laugh, "Tris, you can get fined for this. And you know I can't resist those." I point at her tits.
She laughs, for a long time too, and replies "hah, then just cover your eyes and look away then." I do what she says, covering my eyes with my whole arm as if to block out something really bright, and I half turn away from her.
She rolls into a fit of giggles, trying to get my hand on her breast again, laughing as she fails, again and again.
"Come on Toby!" she whines "Let's just do it." She slides over so that she's closer to me. I roll my eyes, and put my arm down. "You know, with your arm up it really accents your arms, and you know, I love your arms." She places a few fingers, lightly touching my biceps, stroking down to my hand, where she lets her hand rest. "And those fingers. Toby. Your fingers."
I know she's trying to seduce me, she's trying to get me to fuck her in public. But if she's hinting my fingers…
"Fingers?"
"Yep" she tilts her head forward so that her brow goes over her eyes to give me a devious smile.
"Well, okay."
"So masturbating is fine to do in public but actually having" she starts, but I put a finger to her lips.
She puts it in her mouth, wrapping her tongue around it, and slowly pulling it out, like if it was my dick.
I smile, pulling her by the hand and taking her to a shaded tree.
She leans against the trunk, and pulls me into her. I slowly grind against her as we make out, releasing some pleasure that has built up inside of me.
"I'm going to pay you back for blowing me in the training centre" I say. God that was the best thing. It was so naughty, Tris had never done anything like that before. And, of course, I'm in love with Tris, but after seeing that girl Kathryn shoot a gun… her boobs, not as good as Tris' of course, but… damn, they jiggled up every time. I needed to let off some pleasure then, too, and Tris did more than what was needed.
She bites her lip as I push her down onto the grass, as I unzip her pants, as I grab her ass. She moans when I rip her underwear off with my teeth, revealing her wet pussy.
I immediately turn her moan into a groan as I put my lips to her flaps, licking between and in them lightly. Her knuckles turn white as she grips onto the grand, collecting tufts of grass. I kiss her clit, and insert the first finger.
Tris has always been easy to get wet, and I've never needed lube or spit. I slide my index finger up into her. I feel her walls contract around it, and Tris, breathing heavily. I slowly bend my finger towards me, pressing against her front wall.
She squeals with delight. I can't help it, I try to resist the urge, but I can't. I put her finger in my mouth, sucking up her cum greedily.
"Looks… like… like you like lady juice as much as I like baby gravy." Says Tris.
"Hah, baby gravy? Seriously?"
"Mm, got it from Christina" without warning I shove my second finger into her, sending her into moans of mixed ecstasy, pleasure, surprise, and shock.
I lick at her clitoris.
"Say my name"
"Mmm, Tobi-oh-Tobia-S!"
I lick harder, pressing my tongue onto it harder, like I'm trying to squeeze it. And I am, trying to squeeze the orgasm out of it.
I shove a third finger in.
"Aah! Come on, Toby, your dick's bigger than this." Her eyes are squinted shut and she has changed her position of hands, now gripping onto my shoulders, pinching harder by the second, as if to tell me to go further.
My fourth finger enters and she pops into orgasm, letting out a mixed moan and scream, letting her eyes roll into the back of her head as it takes control of her whole body.
I smile, and silently praise myself for being able to cause that much pleasure. She zips up her pants and hugs me and kisses me. We walk back to the basket, tossing the rest of the champagne away.
And then the sirens start wailing.
"Hey!" someone shouts.
"Shit." I whisper.
"Put your clothes back on" it scowls. An Abnegation man, of course, and he looks familiar.
"She already has" I scowl back. Tris roughly pulls on her jacket and zips it up, crossing her arms over her chest.
"You! Put your clothes on!" he shouts "I've already got the authorities here with me!"
I realise that Tris pulled my shirt off during the whole haze of making out. I didn't even notice.
"Wh-Where is it?" I turn to Tris who hands me my shirt.
"Well, well, well, never thought I'd see you out here, Four." I turn back to a completely new voice, a dark-skinned man holding a handgun.
"Amar." I whisper.
"Never thought I'd see you here with a girl." He says.
Tris turns to me to give me a look but I don't dare move my gaze from Amar.