I'm back just like I told you I would be c: I've gotten a ton of requests for this one, so I'm not going to link it back to anybody specific, but basically it's Tris facing her fear of intimacy with Four in her fear landscape with a little bit of real extra action in the end of it. Enjoy guys :)


"Are you worried for the final testing?" I ask Christina while we sit on our bunks in the initiate quarters.

"Yeah." Christina sighs. "I mean, who wouldn't be? We're going against our fears and everybody is going to see." She laughs. "Everybody is probably going to laugh that I'm afraid of moths. Including the leaders. It's going to be mortified."

"All initiates report for final testing." A monotone voice comes over the loudspeaker.

A cacophony of footsteps drop to the floor from our beds, each of us shuffling slowly to the door and down the hall. The energy as we walk into the testing room is tense. We all know that we need to pass this test if we want to stay in Dauntless, and we all know that everybody is going to see our fears. That everybody is going to see inside our heads, including Eric and Four.

Four.

One of my fear stems from him.

My fear of intimacy.

My stomach drops.

Christina's name is called before mine, and I watch the needle plunge into her neck, and Christina appears on a large screen in front of all of us. Two numbers appear on the bottom of the screen, appearing to be her heart and breathing rate. Everything is going steady until her last fear comes up. The moths. He breathing rate and heart rate spike, and stay higher than they need to be to get out of the sim. I sneak a glance behind me, where the Eric and Four are stationed, scribbling notes on clipboards while keeping their eyes glued to the screen.

C'mon Chris.

It takes her 7 minutes to get through her final fear.

And I'm up.

Everybody is silent as I walk up to the platform, everybody has spent weeks hearing about how great I am at facing my fears, now they'll see what fears I really have to face.

I sit in the chair,

And a fellow Dauntless that I don't know the name of pushes the plunger of the needle down, and my eyes close.


Four stands in front of me, the glorious scent of him fills my nostrils, like subtle cologne. His rough, calloused hands run up and down my arms until they get to my tank top straps, slipping them down from my shoulders.

This is usually the part where I shove him off me.

But oh, no. Not today.

I'm going to face my fear, not try to escape it.

I take charge, planting my lips hard on his. His mouth opens, tempting me to slide my tongue into his mouth. I accept his invitation without hesitation and our tongues brush together frantically.

I move my hands from his face to brush down his shirtless abdomen, the ridges of his muscles hard on my hands.

I lift my shirt up and off, desperate to feel my skin bare against his.

I throw my shirt to the ground, maybe it disappears, I don't know. I'm too caught up in the way that Four's right hand is reaching behind me, undoing my bra, while his left hand is tugging my jeans to the floor.

Soon, I'm naked, and so is he.

In between me sucking on his neck and his hands caressing my body, we've somehow found a bed.

Four's middle and index fingers trace light intricate patterns down my body, stopping between my thighs.

My stomach drops for the second time today and for the first time since starting this I have second thoughts about weather or not I want to go through with it.

But then.

But then.

But then.

He runs his index finger up and down my slit once. Twice, before rubbing steady circles on my clit.

And it feels so damn good.

I shudder as he brings his finger down to my opening, entering inside me.

I gasp, it's an interesting feeling, having Four's fingers inside me, sliding in and out easily, lubricated by my wetness.

His fingers are soon replaced by something harder, and much, much bigger.

He thrusts inside me quickly and I let out a breathy whine

"Mhm. Feel good, Tris?" It's the first thing he says, and his voice is rich, sexy and practically dripping with lust.

"Yes!" I tell him, wrapping my legs around his hips, pulling him into me, closer with each thrust.

He grunts in response and quickens his thrusts, taking me higher and higher with each push of his hips.

I close my eyes in ecstasy when his thumb and forefinger squeeze my clit and thrusts into me farther than he's been before.

His thrusts turn harsh and he plants a fast, hard kiss on my lips. He pulls away only millimeters, close enough that I can still feel his breath on my face.

"Are you close?" He asks.

I nod and nod and nod. Gripping his strong forearms in my hand, letting my fingers press into his skin. I'm so close I'm beginning to feel the knot that has been tightening in my stomach start to loosen.

Then, he stops.

And he kisses down my stomach, hot wet kisses that make me squirm.

I hold my breath as he gets lower, and exhale only as he touches his lips to my centre. He kisses me more, hotter, his tongue flicking my tongue against the most sensitive parts of me. He takes my clit inside his lips, sucking slowly, and my hips buck up violently, rubbing up against his nose.

I don't bother containing my moans as I take his hands in mine, interlocking his fingers with my own. Continuing to buck up my hips as he keeps his mouth on my delicate pussy. I throw my head back onto the pillows with a moan, and Four groans against me, and sends vibrations up my body, and those vibrations, the beautiful sensation of Four going down on me, become my undoing.

I cum with a loud moan, and the scene melts around me.


My eyes burst open. People are clapping, I get up in a daze, walking off the stage quickly, people have seen enough of me. I just want to get out of here, and I keep catching the eyes of my fellow Dauntless initiates. My cheeks warm and I pick up the pace, staring at the floor to avoid any further eye contact I make it into the hallway before I stop. I stop, only because I bump into somebody.

I feel like I know this body all too well now, and I look up.

Four.

My warm cheeks catch aflame.

"So." Four smirks, just a gentle tug of the left corner of his lip. "Intimacy."

I can't look at him.

"With me."

Kill me. Kill me. I do not want to be in this moment. Kill me. Kill me. I want to drop dead.

I'm still not looking at him.

"You faced it."

I clench my jaw.

He gently lifts my chin, making me look at him, and his impossibly beautiful eyes.

He leans in, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. "Would you like to face it again?" He asks. "For real this time?" He continues, kissing my lips again.

Maybe I've actually died. Maybe this is heaven. Butterflies in my stomach flutter to life, and I don't know what's going on with me today but I find myself nodding, like nodding is all I know how to do.


I have no idea how we managed to get to his apartment, all I know is that I'm back in the same position that I was in my fear landscape, with my hands gripped on to Four's forearms and my head pushed back into the pillow on his bed.

"Does that feel good, babe?" He asks me

"Hell yes!" I practically scream, meeting his thrusts with bucking hips.

"Better than the landscape?" He's hitting spots so deep inside me it takes me a few seconds to answer.

"Y-yes! Fuck yes."

"Cum for me, Tris."

And oh fuck do I cum for him, twitching and dragging my nails down his back as he cums with me, it's better than anything I could have ever experienced in any fear landscape.


I had a lot of fun with this one! I'll publish more of these requests soon, maybe even as soon a Monday ;) See you soon guys!