So everyone this is my first ever M rated Scene, let's remember the farthest I've ever gone with a guy was when I hugged a guy for a hugging contest... I won... so this is all based on what I've heard/ read- and my sexy imagination...

The first thing he does is run to get me off my feet, like any good fighter. I smile viciously and dodge the blast apologizing sarcastically.

We circle one another for a moment and I run for a high crotch. He judo throws me from his hip and I kick him to the ground. He springs up and I do a back extension roll to my feet.

"How?" He asks I wink at him as we circle the mat.

"I was a gymnast for four years. I still volunteer at the Harmony house as a tutor" I explain breathlessly.

"I feel like I know everything about you and then there's Somthing else" I pause for just long enough to have him knock me flat on my ass. I wriggle forward but he's trying to gain full amount. I roll sideways out of the way.

"You never cease to amaze me either Tobias Eaton" He smiles at his full name and I tackle him to the ground.

"What's your favorite color?" He asks as we turn around to each other.

"Black and blue" I smile wickedly. As I lunge for his legs. He twists out of the way and I elbow him in the thigh, he stumbles but straightens.

"Same... hmm"

"What's your favorite season?" He tries to wrap me in a rear necked childhood but I turn into the move and he fails to get his hooks in.

"Fall"

"Summer"

I wrap my legs around his arm and arch my pelvis to his elbow. He groans and turns over, his hand brushes a spot between my legs that has never before.

I feel an ache shoot through me.

"Tell me about your past. Everything that made you as self deprecating as you are today." I freeze and he tackles me to the ground.

"I'll tell you about mine" He tells me solemnly I allow Hm to pin me as I pull up the memories I want to bury.

"Well I told you about how my parents... died."I take a breath. "I don't know how to be in a relationship. My parents always fought, bickering and arguments. My mom and Dad only stuck together Beacuse of us."I shrugged.

"Caleb though, was convinced that it was my fault my parents were fighting, he would take my food and give it away- that's how I developed anorexia." I pursed my lips and looked up at him.

"That's it" He nods and sits up on my hips.

"My dad would beat me with a belt" He told me. I looked at him, surprised as he took his shirt off, I saw huge inked letters, Fear God Alone... I then see the scars.

Rows of them, all made from leather and had split the skin. I want to vomit. I want to find who did this to him and kill him with my bare hands. Instead I lean my head onto his back ad press a kiss to the top notch of his spine, he shivers and turns around to see me.

"You aren't giving me that look" He says in what sounds like wonder.

"What look?" I asked confused.

"That kicked puppy look like I'm something to pity" I run my hands up his thickly muscled chest, past his shoulders and down.

"Well" My hands trace the bulge of muscle shaped like a V before disappearing into his washed put jeans. I wanted them off.

I wanted him inside of me.

"You aren't" He leans down and kisses me slowly, I open my mouth and his tounge goes swirls around my mouth, tasting me, breathing me in.

I trace the not he's in his back with the tips of my nails, he over a like he's cold and I feel an ache run through me.

He moves so he doesn't straddle me but has his knee in between my legs, both of his hands pin my hands above my head. This is what I want. I want this, and when his knee buries deeper between my legs I feel an overwhelming craving of friction that I grind my split legs to the bulge that grows in his jeans rapidly.

"Tris" He moans against me. "If we don't stop now I'll never be able to" I flip us over so I straddle him, I grind my hips down o his and let out a moan.

"Then don't" I breathe taking his large hand and running it from my soft cheek to my hips.

"Condom" He mutters.

"I'm on the pill"

He looks at me with alarm in his beautiful blue eyes.

"It's for your safety Tris"

"Have you ever not used one?" He shakes his head and I shrug.

"Then I trust your body"

I know he got the test, I'm not stupid, Zeke forced him too after he found out we wee dating. I think he's doubting himself.

I push myself to run my tounge across every inch of his body, from his chest to his flat washboard abs stomach and to his pants.

I do what Christina had joked about when her and Will started dating. I unbotton his pants and zip them down with nothing but my teeth.

He mutters curses and my hand brushes over the part of him I've never seen before.

"Are you sure?" He asks. I nod and he picks me up. We don't get far, the kitchen table before he rips off the boyshort underwear and includes brassier with such ease it almost causes me jealousy.

And when he sees me, open and vulnerable to no one but him his eyes go black and opaque.

It's a look of love and lust. I have both, I have both from him. It excites me.

"Are you sure?" He asks panting heavily I lick my lips and rub them together.

"Come here" I breathed sitting up so I can pull him to me by the waistband of his shorts. He lifts me up from the kitchen counter and kicks open the door to his bedroom, Our bedroom.

He connects his lips to mine and I wrap my legs around his waist. As he lays down he spouts my legs until my outer thighs are flat on the matress. It stretches but I'm to hyped on adrenaline for it to hurt in any way.

"Flexible" He mutters in a lustful state. I growl and yank at his boxers. It's unfair that he's still dressed.

"Patience my dear" He said leaning into kiss me. I smile slightly and reach into his boxers, my hand brushing what was pushing against my thigh. His breath caught in his throat and I was immensely grateful for the conversations Chris couldn't keep to herself.

"Fuck" Four doesn't swear much, he doesn't need to to sound intimidating. I smile slightly as I wrap my hand around his appendage.

"I've never been patient dear" I hissed back turning my hand at the right angle, I used to work with the cows when I was younger, we had a farm and I was surprised at how it compared to milking a cow...

I heard his teeth clash together as I pulled my hand away.

"You wanna play?" He asked heavily. I snorted and he pulled his head down, his mouth encasing my chest.

I take in a sigh and pull him to me. He groans and continues his actions down my body.

I go cross eyed as his hand pushes hard against the spot between my legs. He smiles wickedly up to me and I turn my hips so I'm back on top. It feels good but my old habits have yet to die.

I take off his boxers with hooked fingers and tear them off of his body, not bothering to ask permission. I'm not patient for anything.

He just breathes heavily as I look at his... well... You know...

It's huge.

I take in a sigh and relax my throat, if I think to much I won't be able to do it. I take him all in, until he's half way down my throat. It's uncomfortable at first but I push the thought to the back of my mind as I run my tounge down him.

"Your... fucking. Good. At. This" He shouts as I lean forward onto him. I almost smile as I only allow my teeth to brush the sensitive layer of skin on top of his lower half.

He screams Somthing inaudible and I feel something heavy and liquid fill my mouth. I swallow easily, it only has half a throat to go down after all.

"Jesus Christ" He pants as I look up at him through my eyelashes. He never softnes, and only gets harder as my chest brushed over the tip of him.

"Cmere" I oblige and he flips me over so he straddled me. I know pain is coming, I have a high pain tolerarce but I know to prepare myself.

"Don't move" He tells me serenely as he moves an inch.

I stay for a moment, but I don't listen very well and arch my hips to clash to his, there's a sharp pain and then it's gone, the throb is replaced with euphoria. He stays still so I arch up to him.

He gets the hint and moves his body against mine.

After a while I see his back is flexing from all of his weight. I turn us over and he leans back. I look at him and he kisses me, our tounges entangle as I sit up, diving him desper into me.

He grunts loudly.

"Does that hurt?" He shakes his head so fast I'm afraid it'll fly off. I smile at this and grind him deeply into me.

And we become one, for the night.

After a few moments he turns us over so he can shove himself desper than ever into me. It feels better than anything I've ever felt before.

And then it comes, building inside of me. I moan loudly, high pitched but far from a squeal and a shriek.

"Tobias" I shout for no reason in particular. I want his name on my lips as I coast this...

I feel him squeeze inside of me and then he groans, deep in his throat. Our bodies shudder together and I feel my body spasm, all I see is white as my eyes roll cross eyed.

"Beatrice Elizabeth Prior Your Mine"

His weight is on top of me, he can't find the strength to move and he's still inside of me.

Finally he turns over and I bite my lip as he exits my body. I want him to fill me but Couldn't do that again. I might not be able to walk tomorrow.

"Your the good girl whose a freak in the bed" He mutters chuckling. "Is that a bad thing?" He shakes his head.

"Anything but a bad thing" He tells me.

"So I was okay?" I ask, it's almost like he's a teacher and I'm a student.

Talk about private tutoring.

"Fucking A plus"He breathes holding me against him I slide on my underwear and he slides on his.

"I love you Tobias" I murmured yawning as I curled into his arms.

"I'm in love with you Beatrice Elizabeth Prior"

Was that horrible? Did I do bad? I have no clue how this shit goes and felt odd writing it... review please!