A/N: Fade Into You - Sam Palladio and Clare Bowen
Tobias and I head upstairs to our apartment after locking his office door behind us. Dancing is really the last thing on my mind now but I'm not going to pass up the opportunity to spend quality time with the man I love. Plus he's right, we haven't had a real date since before I fell off the path a little over three weeks ago. Maybe this will help alleviate some of the stress we've both been under.
He opens the door to our apartment and steps aside to let me in, always the gentleman. When I hear the lock on the door latch, I turn back to him and wrap my arms around his waist, clinging to him. I need his strength now. We don't move, and we don't say anything. He just holds me for a moment. I finally pull back and look up into his eyes. He leans down and puts his mouth on mine and kisses me sweetly. He pulls back after a moment, and I can't help but smile up at him.
After releasing him, I go upstairs and straight into our bathroom. I take a quick shower then wrap my body and head in thick towels and head into the hallway. Tobias moves into the bathroom after I'm done. I go into our bedroom and lying across the bed is a dress Christina talked me into getting about a month back that I've never had a chance to wear. It's a simple black sleeveless dress that's fitted to the upper part of my body then flares out slightly at the hips. He also laid out my black open toe 3-inch pumps embellished with black faux crystals I wore to the Dauntless Welcome Party he loves so much and my platinum diamond jewelry he got me when I joined Dauntless.
I go to the dresser and take out appropriate lingerie for the dress and put it on. I slide into the dress then sit on the edge of the bed and put on my shoes. I'm not sure about these. They could cause me three more weeks of doctor-imposed house arrest if I sprain my ankle again. I put on my necklace, earrings, and charm bracelet next. I carefully walk over in front of the mirror and take in the outfit. I love the flirty swing of the dress. It's actually perfect for dancing. It's a little shorter than I'm used to, only hitting me mid-thigh but it's not too bad. It seems really young and fun, and that's what we're after tonight, fun.
"You look beautiful, Tris," Tobias says from the doorway. I turn and take in his nearly naked appearance and desire spears straight through to my core. I walk over to him, being careful my ankle doesn't turn, eyeing him the entire time. I stop right in front of him.
"You look quite dazzling yourself," I say. He grins and shakes his head at me.
"We're going out tonight, my little sex maniac," he says with a laugh. "Go get ready."
"Just for that you're not getting any when we get home," I say heading out into the hallway, exaggerating the swing of my hips.
"That's okay. I think I can go one day without it unlike someone I know," he says, with a little chuckle. I'm sure if I went in there, stripped naked, and offered myself to him he really wouldn't want to go out anymore but I'll play along with him tonight. It may be fun teasing each other like we did Christmas night until the attack happened. I push the thought out of my head. I want tonight to be a good night, no thinking about anything negative.
I go into the bathroom, put on some light makeup, and style my extra-long hair in an Abnegation-style bun. I really don't know what else to do with it. When I come out of the bathroom I see Tobias walk by the bedroom door heading toward our dresser. I lean up against the doorjamb and see he's wearing black dress pants, a black-and-gray-striped button down shirt, and a black sports jacket. He jumps a little when he turns around, not knowing I'm standing here. His eyes roam from the tips of my toes to the top of my head while my eyes are roaming freely over his form.
"You look stunning tonight. You are devastatingly handsome. Do you know that?" I say walking over to him. I put my arms around his neck and don't even have to go up on my tip toes. Heels are good for some things. "How did I get so lucky?"
"I was thinking the exact same thing. You are absolutely perfect, love," he says as he places his lips to mine. We get carried away for a moment, and when we breakaway from each other we have to catch our breath. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah," I say. "I just have to get my crutches."
"I'll be your crutches tonight," he says. "You can lean on me."
"That sounds good."
We slowly walk to the cafeteria arm-in-arm, making sure we take our time so I don't hurt myself. When we get there all our friends have eaten and gone. We sit down at our table and have an intimate dinner just the two of us. We laugh, talk, and gaze into each other's eyes. After a while, I can't even say if there's another person in the cafeteria or not. It's like we're in our own little world.
After we eat our supper, he slowly guides me to the nightclub, and we dance for two solid hours, never once leaving each other's arms. We dance to slow, romantic ballads, up-tempo jazzy numbers, crushing hard rock anthems, and even a country song or two. At about 10 p.m., we finally take a break and each get a lemon-lime soda. We find a little table off in the corner of the club so we can relax and catch our breath. It's hard to talk over the music so we just hold hands and sip our drinks.
"Dance with me," he says when a new song comes on, and he pulls me onto the floor. He wraps his arms tightly around me, pulls me close, and we sway to the slow, haunting melody. He has his lips against my ear as he sings the words I've never heard before. "In your heart, in your head. In your arms, in your bed. Under your skin, 'til there's no way to know where you end and where I begin. I wanna melt in, I wanna soak through, I only wanna move when you move. I wanna breathe out when you breathe in, then I wanna fade into you." He moves his mouth to mine and leisurely kisses me, not caring about the hordes of Dauntless members dancing around us.
When the song ends he takes my hand and leads me out of the nightclub. We slowly walk out of the Pit toward the path that will take us up to our apartment talking about nothing in particular and laughing about almost everything. When we get to the chasm railing he looks around making sure no one is around to see us, and he leads me down the steep, stony path to the rocks that jut out of the river at the bottom of the chasm. We haven't come down here in ages. I reminisce about the first time he brought me to the bottom of the chasm to sit on the rocks after we went through his fear landscape, and he shared some of his secrets with me. He told me he liked me, and he kissed me for the first time. I can't help but smile at the sweet memory. He carefully sits down on the largest, flattest rock and pulls me down beside him. Our lips find each other's immediately. We kiss enthusiastically, our tongues dancing until we are winded. He pulls back and runs his right hand down the side of my face.
"I love you so much, my Six," Tobias says, using his special nickname for me, emotion thick in his voice. I can't help but get lost in his dark blue eyes; there is a special liveliness to them tonight, especially right now. "You are the most amazing woman I've ever met. Being with you makes me whole, and I lost hope of that ever being possible before you jumped into my life. You are my other half, do you know that?" He gently presses his lips to mine for a moment before he continues. "I want to go to bed with you every night and wake up with you every morning. I want to make love with you and have that love turn into a house full of children. I can't imagine my life without you. You're my best friend. Beatrice Grace Prior, will you do me the extraordinary honor of becoming my wife and loving me for the rest of your life?" He holds out a small black velvet ring box in his right hand and flips the lid open. I stare at its contents in awe. Nestled in the plush black velvet lining is a perfect 1 carat solitaire diamond set on a very simple infinity symbol band. One band of the symbol is plain white gold and the other band is made up of several small black diamonds set in the same white gold. Tobias takes the ring, my ring, out of its box and slides it onto my trembling finger. I can barely see it through the tears that are swimming in my eyes but I can feel it's a perfect fit.
"Yes," I manage to choke out before the tears fall and emotion robs me of my voice. I lunge at him, throwing my arms around his neck. My lips land on his, and he kisses me unlike he ever has before. This kiss is the perfect mixture of love, friendship, desire, lust, happiness, and fulfillment. My hands move to his shirt, and I unbutton the top button. His hands fly up and grab mine. He leans back panting.
"We really shouldn't do that here, love," he throatily says. I look around and laugh. I forgot where we were. As much as I want him in this moment, I'm not an exhibitionist. Anyone could walk by and look over the chasm railing and see us.
"Take me home then, Tobias," I say caressing his face. "I want to make love to you."
"I thought you said I wasn't getting any tonight," he says smiling brilliantly at me.
"I changed my mind. Didn't anyone ever tell you a woman is entitled to do that?" I say putting my lips on his once again. He kisses me wildly. If we aren't careful we will be giving a free show to any Dauntless members passing by. He groans then gets up and gently pulls me to my feet. He carefully guides me out of the chasm and onto the path that leads from the Pit to our home. We hurry home, not saying a word, letting the anticipation build. When we get into our apartment, I take the lead. I pull him up the stairs toward our bedroom. We wrap our arms around each other standing in front of our bed. He moves his lips towards mine but I shake my head at him. He looks slightly confused.
"Tobias," I say, needing the answer to a question that just popped into my mind. "When did you get this ring?" I pull my left hand back and hold it between us, looking at the dazzling symbol of our love and commitment adorning my ring finger. "We only agreed to get married this afternoon.
"I've had it for a while," he admits sheepishly. "I was waiting for the right moment to ask you to be my wife. I was going to do it Christmas night. I thought that would be a romantic time but life got in the way. Then I thought about doing it tomorrow night when we were celebrating the end of one year and the beginning of another. It seemed fitting but after our conversation in Stephanie's office today ... I just couldn't wait one more minute to get this ring on your finger."
"It's gorgeous," I say.
"There's an inscription," he says, gently sliding my ring off my finger. He holds it up so I can read the tiny letters inscribed on the band: More today than yesterday but less than tomorrow. My breath catches in my throat. He said something similar to that after the first time we made love. I kiss him passionately as he places my ring back where it belongs, on my left hand. He suddenly pulls away from me and looks into my eyes, excitement visible on his face. "Would you like to see the wedding rings? I already have those, too. I hope you don't mind. They match your engagement ring."
"Yes," I say to him. We release each other, and he goes to his top dresser drawer and retrieves an oblong black velvet box that matches my engagement ring's box. He opens it like a set of French doors. Right next to each other in the black velvet lining sit two white gold and black diamond infinity symbol bands that look identical to my engagement ring without the solitaire diamond in the middle. His is thicker than mine making it look masculine. I take his ring out of the box and hold it up. I see that it has an inscription too. It reads: With this ring, I thee wed.
"I had the jeweler leave room for the wedding date if we want it on there," he says, emotion thick in his voice.
"I know what day we should get married," I say, tearing my eyes away from his wedding ring and looking up at him. He looks back at me expectantly. "April 6, 4 – 6. It seems so obvious doesn't it?"
"Yes, it does. It literally is our day," he says. "A lot has happened in one day, Tris. We got engaged. We've set a date for the wedding. We decided to adopt the baby. That's an awful lot of good news for us don't you think?" I put his ring back in the box and hand it to him.
"I think we should celebrate, Tobias. What do you think?" I ask him. He puts the box back in his top drawer and returns to me. He grabs me up in his arms, and I laugh heartily as he spins me around. He sets me back on my feet, and he kicks out of his black loafers. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his mouth to mine. He gently kisses me for a moment then runs his tongue along my bottom lip, making me open my mouth to him. He thrusts his tongue into my mouth and mates it hungrily with mine. I slide my hands down his rock hard chest then back up and push his sports jacket off of his broad shoulders, letting it fall to the floor at our feet. We let our hands roam freely over each other's bodies building the desire to a frenzied pitch. I rest my hands on his waist for a moment while he kisses his way down to the hollow of my neck and I sigh. I grasp the sides of his tight-fitting button down shirt and pull it out of the waistband of his black dress pants.
Tobias turns me around in his arms so my backside is pressed up against the front of his body. I can feel his growing desire nestled against my bottom. He undoes the button at the top of my dress and slowly lowers the zipper, gliding his fingertips along my skin the entire way leaving a trail of heat in their wake. He moves his hands up, pushes the dress over my shoulders, and it too pools at our feet. He takes a step back, and I follow him, freeing our feet of their obstacles. He bends his head and places his lips at the sensitive spot below my left ear while his hands roam their way down my body. His left hand lands on my lace-covered right breast while his other snakes its way down to my black lace panties. He pauses for a moment then slips his hand down the front of my boy shorts. He searches through the wet folds of my womanhood then starts gliding his middle finger over my hard, throbbing nubbin. My breath catches in my throat at his gentle touch. He never varies the pressure or speed but I respond nonetheless. I feel my orgasm slowly build, and I reach both hands up over my head and tangle my fingers in his hair, pulling his mouth closer still. He continues kissing my neck. Then he trails the tip of his tongue lightly up, tracing the folds of my ear. When he sticks his tongue in my ear, a zap of electricity zings through my body and shoots directly to his hand that is religiously working on my nubbin. His other hand finds its way inside my bra and cups my aching flesh, gently kneading. A moan escapes my parted lips. Both my nipples are as hard as diamonds, throbbing, and begging for his attention. My breath is coming impossibly quicker, and I'm finding it increasingly difficult to stand. Soon every muscle in my body tenses, and I scream out his name as an orgasm rips through my entire body. He keeps up the same steady rhythm with his finger, letting me ride wave after wave of pleasure as it surges through my body making me shudder. I slump against Tobias when I'm unable to hold myself any longer but he holds me upright until I make it all the way through the painful pleasure. He finally removes his hands from my panties and bra and gently lifts me up to cradle me in his strong arms. All I can do is rest my head on his shoulder as I let my breathing return to normal and my energy start to build back up. He places me on the bed and lies down beside me.
"Kiss me, Tobias," I say as I look in his loving eyes. He lowers his mouth to mine, and we move our lips together, feeding off of each other's energy. When he pulls back breathless I twist my body and push him back against the bed. I straddle his hips, feeling his building desire. I intentionally move myself over his hard bulge, eliciting a moan from his lips. I reach up and slide the next button on his shirt out of its buttonhole. Then I lean down and place a kiss where my fingers graze. I repeat this with every button until his shirt is laying wide open, exposing his glorious chest to me. "You're perfect." I move my hands to his waistband and unbutton his pants and slowly lower the zipper over his hard length. I grasp his pants, he raises his hips up off the bed, and I slide them off of him and toss them to the floor with our growing pile of discarded clothing. I kneel between his outstretched legs and lower my mouth and kiss his navel. I hear him drag a ragged breath into his lungs, and I can't help but smile. I swirl my tongue around his bellybutton like he sometimes does to me, teasing him.
I sit up and place my hands on the band of his boxer briefs and look in his eyes. They are glazed over with heavy desire. He raises his hips, and I slowly slide his underwear down and toss them to the floor. I kiss my way up his body and wrap my lips around his left nipple as I wrap my hand around his throbbing manhood and slowly glide it up and down. He groans as I flit my tongue out and lap at his sensitive bud, making it harder. Or maybe he groans at the rhythm I've set with my fist on his hardened length. I continue to work my tongue all around his bud, teasing, as I work my hand up and down his shaft. He begins to raise his hips in rhythm with the movement. I move my mouth to his right nipple and take it into my mouth and nibble lightly. He moans and roughly grabs ahold of my head. I notice his breath coming in short, shallow gasps as I love him with my mouth and my hand.
"Shit ... Tris! ... oh God! ... you're going to make me come ... you need to stop ... oh God, Tris!" he says as his entire body tenses, and for the first time I feel him release his passion in my hand. I stroke him a few more times as he empties himself completely. Amazing! When his breathing returns to normal, he reaches down by the side of the bed, picks up his underwear, and cleans himself and me off then tosses them back on the floor.
We sit on the bed facing each other for a few moments, just gazing into each other's eyes. I help him shrug out of his shirt and toss it to the floor as his hands go to my bra and expertly unhook it. He slides it off me and tosses it over his shoulder causing me to laugh, which makes him smile brightly. I see his eyes move down and land on my newest tattoo, his tattoo. Several emotions move across his face. He gently pushes me back onto the bed and follows me down, covering me with his body. He kisses my mouth thoroughly then pulls away and slowly trails kisses down my neck, collarbone, across each raven, lingering on his, and onto my chest. When he reaches my bare, tender breasts, my sensitive buds ache impatiently for his hot, wet mouth. He teases me with his tongue, circling the hard little pebble over and over before capturing it between his lips. He licks, sucks, and nibbles until I'm writhing with lust beneath him. I pull his mouth closer to me while he continues the sweet torture.
"Tobias ... God, I love you. That feels so good. Don't stop, don't ever stop," I breathlessly say as he turns his attention to my other breast. He laps at my hardened peak, circling it and teasing it, before finally taking it in his mouth. He bites the nipple lightly and soothes it with his tongue then sucks on it until I'm delirious with desire. He frees the bud from his mouth and places little butterfly kisses here and there until he reaches my panties. Not taking his mouth off my body, he slowly lowers my boy shorts down my legs and tosses them over his shoulder. I open my legs for him, and he tightly wraps his arms around each of my thighs. I can feel his hot breath on my womanhood as he dips his head down and darts his tongue out and barely touches my aching nubbin. I lie back on the bed with a groan as I feel his talented tongue dance over the sensitive bundle of flesh. He circles it lightly with his tongue for a long moment, not quite touching it, eliciting guttural moans of pleasure from my throat. I don't even recognize the sounds coming from me as he takes the nubbin between his teeth, biting it gently. Then he starts swirling his tongue over the tender bundle of nerves that is captured between his teeth causing another orgasm to quickly build. My back arches of its own accord, and I try to move away from his brilliant tongue but he keeps me still with his secure hold on my legs, not letting me escape as he laps at the hard bundle of nerves the entire time. He finally pushes me over the edge, and I come with soul-shattering intensity. He keeps his mouth on me as I ride wave after wave of pure ecstasy.
"Tobias, I need you inside me ... NOW," I manage to scream as another ripple of pleasure courses through me. He quickly moves up my body and enters me fully in one driving thrust causing me to convulse around him in another dizzying explosion. He thrusts into me with wanton passion as I ride my orgasm to completion. After a few minutes he slows the pace, and I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his mouth to mine. We let our tongues glide over one another's as our hips find their own synchronized rhythm. We move together in perfect harmony, and I can't believe it as I feel myself building toward yet another climax. He must be trying to kill me.
I match him powerful thrust for powerful thrust as he increases the tempo, drawing a moan from comes my core. My breath is coming in short, shallow, rapid pants, and my heart is beating at an alarming rate. He leans down hooking my legs over his arms, opening me further to him as he slams into me at a frantic pace. I wrap my arms around his neck, and we look deep into one another's eyes as the pace quickens to new impossible heights, moving me closer to my peak. Finally I can't hold back any longer. My toes curl, my eyes roll back in my head, my back arches, and I scream Tobias' name as a tidal wave of enormous power crashes over me threatening to drown me in wave after wave of pure pleasure. I feel him quicken even further, thrusting deep into me over and over at a dizzying pace. He tenses, cries out my name, then releases himself deep inside of me. After a few final thrusts, emptying himself fully, he collapses on top of me, completely spent. Tremors of pure pleasure continue to move through me as I lie back gasping for air. Soon he rolls us over so I'm lying on top of him. I lie unmoving across his chest letting my breathing return to normal.
"Wow," I hear him say in my ear. Wow is a complete understatement.
"I think we're getting better at this, Tobias," I say to him, raising myself to look in his eyes.
"I think you might be right," he says with a devilish grin. "That was just ... absolutely incredible." I laugh with him, then I frown.
"It really isn't fair you don't get as much pleasure as I do, Tobias," I say, feeling guilty I just had so many orgasms and he only had two. He frowns at me.
"What makes you think I'm not getting as much pleasure as you?" he asks. I stare into his dark blue eyes, thinking about what it is that I need to say. "You can tell me. It's okay."
"You only came twice," I say shyly, moving my eyes away from his penetrating stare. "I did a lot more." He smiles adoringly at me.
"Here's the thing, Tris," he says, caressing my face. "I get all the pleasure in the world watching you, feeling you. When you tighten around me when I'm inside of you, you have no idea what that does to me," I tense a little at his words and a throaty groan escapes his lips. I notice his eyes darken a little also. "Just like that. God, it feels so damn good. I don't know how to describe it. You fit me so perfectly. That is what gives me pleasure. Plus it's my job to make sure you're happy and satisfied in every way."
"What's my job then, Tobias?" I say, completely serious. "I want you to be just as happy, satisfied, and fulfilled as I am. I can't be happy if you're not."
"Do you think I'm not happy?" he asks, reaching up to kiss my lips. "For some reason do you think I'm not satisfied? You do realize you just gave me the best orgasm I've had in my entire life ... two of the best orgasms I've ever had." I blush red at his declaration. "Don't be embarrassed. I'm only telling you the truth."
"Promise me you'll tell me if there's ever anything more I can do or something you want, okay," I quietly say to him, blushing deeper still.
"Of course," he says leaning up and placing a sweet kiss on my lips. I feel him soften further and finally slip out of me. Sadness overwhelms me. He turns us on our sides and gathers me in his arms. "Why do you look so sad right now?" I didn't know my face was betraying what I was feeling. I hide my head in his shoulder.
"I love having you inside me," I say. "I'm always a little sad when it's over." He, impossibly, hugs me even closer to him.
"I know what you mean, love. I know what you mean," he says in my ear. I stretch and a laugh bubbles up from deep inside. "What?"
"I still have my heels on, Tobias!" I say to him, raising my left leg.
"And you wondered why it was so good tonight," he says, joining my laughter. "I love those damn shoes. They turn me on something fierce."