The last chapter was very tame, so here's something a little dirty ;)
Chapter 8:
It was 4 pm when the meeting finished, Tobias was finishing his shift in the control room now. I headed to the apartment. I needed to talk with Tobias about what Christina had brought up earlier. About getting pregnant.
When I get to the apartment Tobias is face down on the bed, just laying there. When I close the door he looks over to me.
"Long day?" I ask. He smiles a little and nods. He sits up as I walk over to him.
"How was your meeting?" He asks.
"A lot more formal than I expected. But I'm not supposed to talk about it." I answer. It's true, I've never seen anything so formal even remotely associated with dauntless, it kind of reminded me of Abnegation. But I like the small reminder of organisation.
"Just tell me if anyone gets out of line. I'll kick their ass." He chuckles. I copy him. My face falls serious when I get the bed and straddle his lap, facing him.
"What's wrong?" He asks.
"I wanted to talk to you about something..." I trail off.
"Anything." He agrees. How do I bring this up, what did I want to know from Tobias?
"Do you want children?" I ask. His face contorts with confusion.
"Yes." He answers.
"Do you want a child soon?" I ask. He thinks for a moment.
"Fairly soon I guess." He replies. The confusion had disappeared, he seems sure of himself now, he nods.
"Why didn't we use a condom?" I ask. Had it occurred to me that maybe he meant to leave out the condom? Had he planned on getting me pregnant. His eyes grow wide and his hand go shaky on my hips.
"I forgot..." He says, I think to himself, his face is plastered with dread. His features then contort in anger, "I fucking forgot!" He spits out, turning his head to the side. He turns back to me. "I am sorry, I just completely forgot about it, I was so caught up in the moment, I didn't even think..." Pleading his apologies his face apologetic when all of a sudden there is no expression on his face. "Are you... Are you pregnant?" He asks. I don't know what to say, I don't know if I am. I certainly haven't guaranteed it... but there is a chance that I am.
"I don't know." I answer honestly. "But what if I was?" I ask. Several emotions wash across his face. It takes him a while to think of the answer.
"I'd support anything you wanted to do." He answers seriously. I crush my lips to his. Tobias is the most understanding person I know, he is the love of my life. I feel a familiar ache between by legs as his hands trail down to my ass.
"What..." I huff, breathlessly, "What are we going to do until we find out?" I ask. He thinks for a moment.
"I could pull out?" He suggests. I guess that would work? I pull my shirt off before I crush my lips back to his. I quickly undo my bra and discard it. It's true what Christina said, that once I've done it, I won't be able to get enough of it. I reach for the hem of Tobias' shirt and pull it over his head, my lips instantly going back to his. His fingers start on the buttons of my pants, he seems to be having a hard time. I break the kiss to stand up and discard my pants and underwear in seconds. Tobias undoes his buttons and zip and I yank his pants and boxers off. We're both completely naked now. I push his chest with one hand and his back slaps into the bed, I climb back onto him straddling either side of his lap. He's almost lined up to my entrance when I realise, I want this to last a while. I think back to the events of last night and how amazing the foreplay was. It wasn't as good as the main event, but they sure were a fantastic combination. I think back to Tobias' head in-between my legs, teasing what Christina called a clit? With his expert tongue. I look down to his now, very erect penis, I wonder what it would feel like for him if I wrapped my mouth around it. Using my mouth rather than my hand, I loved his mouth on me. Maybe he'd like that too. My lips trail kisses down his hard chest and toned stomach.
"Tris, what are you..." He starts to ask, but as I lick his entire length, he stops mid sentence to gasp and curse. I really don't think I can fit all of him in my mouth but as I get to the tip I wrap my lips around him, it spreads my mouth wide to take the whole width of him in. I swirl my tongue around the head like he did with my clit, he moans as one of his hands comes down to tangle in my hair. Up and down, in and out seems to be the motion that gets him off, so that's what I do. I push my head down and he fills my mouth until I can't go any further, I haven't even managed to fit half of him in. I pull back until he's almost out and push him back in again as far as I can. I suck and tease with my tongue as I take him in and pull him back out.
"Oh... fuck. Tris... fuck." He groans breathlessly as he squeezes his hand in my hair, pulling it slightly. It dosn't hurt, it only spurs me on and I begin to move faster. I can feel him starting to twitch. Both of his hands are in my hair now, emphasising my movements, at this point I look up at him, our eyes meet, only seconds later he explodes in my mouth. I stop moving until he stops twitching, then I pull him out. He tastes salty, it's a very strong taste, like rust and salt and...flour? It's a weird taste, it's unfamiliar, not unpleasant just different. I don't much like it in my mouth anymore, so I swallow it.
"Did you just swallow?" He asks breathlessly, his eyes wide. I hesitate, is that bad? Should I not have done that.
"Yes." I say. He smiles.
"Apparently that's something to brag about." He clarifies. So, swallowing is a good thing? Doing that has made me so horny, I look down and can see the stickiness on his tip, I really shouldn't put that in me with the whole possible pregnancy issue, but I need him so badly. I trail my hand to my sensitive spot to realise I am dripping wet.
"I am so horny and your covered in cum." I voice my dilemma, my face pleading. There's a hungry look in his eyes, he sits up lifting me off his legs and gets up and jogs to the bathroom. I hear the shower turn on. I can't wait for him to have a shower, I need him now! It's only seconds later when the water turns off, just as I was about to get up. He comes out of the bathroom, there's no glistening so I can tell he cleaned himself off.
"I think it's your turn." He says, stalking over to me with a devilish grin. Yes, yes it is. I lay down on my back and spread my legs inviting him in, he growls before leaning down to put his head between my legs. His finger traces down my folds and he pushes hard when he gets to my entrance, inserting it in. His moan is even louder than mine.
"Fuck Tris! You are so fucking wet." He growls. I know, he has two fingers pumping in me, but they're not what I want, they're not what I crave. I need him, in me. Now.
"Fuck me!" I beg with a scream. I don't know what comes over me when I'm horny; I fucking love to curse. He's up in an instant, his hands on either side of my head rather than between my legs. He lines himself up with my entrance.
"Tobias!" I plead again. And he thrusts in, his whole thick length, he slides in so easily because I have never been so wet. He fills me and I need everything he can possibly give me.
"Fuck me hard and fast!" I demand, he instantaneously complies.
"I fucking love it when you talk... like... that." He admits as he pounds into me. Christina was talking earlier about how she liked slow sex, I have no idea how. It's just a tease, knowing it can feel so much better. There's like a transformation within me whenever Tobias gets sexual. And if he says he likes something, I'm going to do it.
"Fuck yes, Tobias! Fuck ye-es!" I praise. "I love it when you fuck me ha-a-ard, Holy fu-uck!" Just as I'm about to get the word 'hard' out he bites down on my neck, it sends a jolt through me and I'm gone. I hadn't even built up to it properly. It's the most powerful orgasm I have ever experienced, but Tobias isn't even almost done yet, he's still pounding while my body shakes violently. This makes it not only the best but the longest orgasm yet, it seems to go on for several minutes, every trust spurring it on longer. He continues to fuck me hard giving me multiple orgasms each better than the one preceding it. It's about twenty minutes later that he starts to twitch inside me. That's when I remember.
"Cum on me, not in me!" It's almost a whisper, my mouth is dry from the constant gasps and moans. He pulls out not a second before he cums. It goes all the way up my stomach and breasts. He grunts, and slumps sideways, so he doesn't land on me. He is breathing too hard to speak.
"I fucking love sex." I admit. He laughs silently under his booming breaths.
I don't really recommend the 'pull out' method, not always effective. But either way, hope you liked it :) I'm very curious after a review that asked me not to get her pregnant, what do you think? Actually haven't made my mind up about that yet. :P
Next chapters coming in the next few days!
-Kayla