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First Disclaimer- Divergent does not belong to me. Neither does Insurgent. I'm just merely taking their plots and twisting them into my own. So no copyright intended.

September 28th- Amity

"Welcome. You are seeking refuge, correct? Had enough of the black and white faction? Well, on one condition. No violence. And all weapons handed in."

"That's two," Sarah points out. Johanna laughs and smiles warmly, nodding.

"Why, yes it is. However, I do not want my members to be creeped out." Tris huffs and hands over her gun in her combat boot but is careful not to move to the small of her back, where her knife hides. Everyone else dumps his or her knives, guns and others into the red box a young woman holds.

"Six?" Johanna looks at Tris and Tris tilts her head in confusion.

"We all know you have a knife."

"Oh, come on. You can't strip me of it."

"I will ensure she doesn't use it against people," Tobias jumps in. Johanna hesitates before agreeing. Tris breathes out a sigh of relief and shares a hug with Johanna. The rest of the gang file out and follows the woman with the box to their accommodations.

"So, what's going on?"

"There's someone in Erudite who still has the reins of the late Ms Matthew's plans. Some Dauntless who have become traitors still stay in our compound so it is not entirely safe to return. Max was exiled, along with Caleb and Ethan, his son, to the fence. Natalie is being held still, in Candor since her involvement was not huge but still affected us, Nikolai, who is with Natalie, however is a different story. The loyal Dauntless are still in Candor. Andrew's whereabouts are unknown. We have the Sphere and thing is, we need to know if you'll help us."

"Oh, I'm not leading my faction into violence. By the way, he's here."

"Far from that. Just promise us you will not join Erudite. Wait, what?"

"He's here. During the attack, he arrived here. Of course not. What they are doing is awful. We are all equal in my eyes. My daughter died under the hands of the Matthews. Specifically the mother of Jeanine."

"She was Divergent," Tobias states.

"Indeed she was. That's how I got this scar." A long thin line started from the base of her eye socket and dragged to the corner of her lips on the left. You could see the stitch lines and even though it was horrific, it enhanced the beauty of Johanna Reyes.

"At age 40. She was only 16, close friends with Jeanine who was just a year older. Her apitude test was administered by an Erudite and they noticed a difference so one day, Emily appeared unexpectedly and we fought. I was Dauntless. Thirteen years ago. Would have been 29 on the day the attack occurred."

"Wow. That must have been traumatic," Tris muses.

"Oh, it was. But that's a story for another time," Johanna waves it off, standing up from her seat behind her desk. Fourtris stand up also and stay behind Johanna as she glides through the peaceful atmosphere of the faction. Children greet the Dauntless leaders and Tris smiles at how caring Tobias is with them. One even tugs at Tris's pant leg and she crouches down.

"Hello. My name is Primrose. Are you Six?"

"Why, yes I am!" Tris grins.

"I'm six too! Here's a daisy chain." Primrose unclenches her fist, revealing a long chain of daisies and Tris bows her head. Primrose hooks it around her neck and the two share a hug.

"Thank you! It's very pretty."

"Like you," Primrose giggles. Tobias laughs at Tris's blushing face.

"Thanks! Can I call you Prim?"

"Yeah! What's your name?"

"Six?"

"I know that," Prim grunts. Tobias chuckles slightly and Johanna sends her a warning look.

"I just meant, what's your actual name?"

"Beatrice."

"Very Abnegation." Prim tilts her head with a cute smile.

"That's because it is. Call me Tris."

"Very Dauntless." Prim nods excitedly.

"Of course." Tris rolls her eyes playfully and the two embrace again. Tris smiles internally at how she was totally at ease with a young child, despite her fear. Primrose dashes off to her waiting friends and the trio continue walking. Tobias wraps an arm around Tris's shoulder and kisses her forehead.

"You see? You are pretty!"

"Tobias...," Tris warns and Tobias laughs, kissing her on the forehead again. She nestles her head into his armpit and Johanna grins to herself at how Tris is coming out of her shell. Andrew watches the scene nearby with longing and guilty but angry eyes.

Skiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip!

SMASH! Tris runs out of the living room, pulling herself from the comedy film that is playing on the flat screen TV, and sees her fifteen-year-old daughter bending down to pick up the pieces of a smashed plate.

"What did you do?" Tris screams. The daughter stutters and stammers, knowing what was about to come. Tris snarls in anger and stomps to the young girl. The echo of the slap bounces off the walls of the kitchen and the young girl has unshed tears in her eyes, clutching her cheek.

"I'm sorry!" the young girl shrieks. Tris growls and slaps her again but on the other cheek, pushing her to the ground.

"This is the fourth plate you've broken! You are so worthless! This is for your own good," Tris ends this statement, punching the fifteen year old and blood pours out of her nose. The girl begins sobbing and this somehow enrages Tris, starting the torture.

"Mum! Please stop... It hurts, I'm sorry! Mum!" Tris growls again and increases the strength behind the slaps, punches and kicks.

"ARGH!" the girl yells and Tris morphs into Andrew.

The victim of the nightmare sits up immediately and abruptly, panting heavily with beads of sweat on her forehead, rubbing her arms to ensure she is still her. Goosebumps pop up everywhere, despite the thick blanket covering her, as the weather becomes Sweater Weather. She turns her head and striking blue eyes are focused on her agitated state.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Totally," the mentally tortured girl grits out. Tobias frowns and caresses her cheek. She tenses and backs away from the contact.

"Tris? What's wrong?"

"I-I-I need some fresh air," she utters before grabbing her red long-sleeved top and orange boots. She stumbles out of the room, ignoring Tobias's concerned gaze and sets off to find Shauna. She knocks lightly and Shauna opens it with an angry look that softens when she sees who's disturbing her sleep.

"Tris?" Tris bursts into tears and Shauna springs into action, pulling her into the apartment. Zeke pops his head out of the bedroom and hums in realisation, slipping back into the room. He exits a few seconds later with shoes and a jacket.

"I'll be with Four." Zeke points to the door and departs.

"Right, now spill," Shauna orders, handing Tris a cappuccino when they enter the kitchen. They both sit at the marble table, opposite each other.

"I had a nightmare. I never told you this but my fear of Andrew changed into actually becoming Andrew."

"Oh, wow. Okay."

"Yeah. And I met this sweet girl when we arrived, called Primrose. Anyways, because of that, I had a nightmare of me beating my daughter just because she smashed a plate. That is what Andrew used to do to me. Then I transformed into him. I'm terrified."

"Of what? Having a daughter, or abusing the child?"

"Both. I'd totally love a child, but the thought of raising one just scares the f*ck outta me and the abuse, oh God."

"Tris. Look at me," Shauna whispers, holding Tris's trembling hands gently in hers. Tris looks up from the cappuccino and gazes into her bestfriend's kind eyes.

"You're a great girl. You will be an awesome mother, no doubt. I've seen you with children. I can tell you are slightly afraid but the way you handle them, is so beautiful. You have all of us here." Tris sniffles, tears rolling down her round face and shakes her head.

Shauna sighs and walks around the table, circling her bestfriend's waist with her arms and Tris accepts the embrace reluctantly.

"I'm so fricking scared."

"Sarah adores you like a mother. You have been amazing with her. Don't doubt yourself. Just because abusing your children is a fear, does not mean it will happen. I know that deep down you want a child. The dream is just bringing out your deepest fears and desires. You want a child, but you are afraid of what will happen. Don't let that fear overcome you."

"Okay," Tris mumbles quietly. Shauna rubs her back and the two stay in each other's arms.

"I'm such a mess right now. And I'm not even pregnant."

"Oi!" Shauna slaps her head jokingly and Tris giggles.

"You okay?" Shauna whispers. Tris nods slightly and pulls back to smile at her.

"You're a really good bestfriend. I love you."

"And I you." Shauna kisses Tris's cheek and Tris smiles, hugging her bestfriend again.

Morning! 29th of September now :) (Shauna is 6 weeks and a day pregnant)

"Tris. Due to the discomfort that's spreading around my faction, I'm afraid I have to put you under truth serum to assure them you are trustworthy."

"Do I have to?"

"I know you're Divergent but please try not to lie."

"Ugh. Fine," Tris huffs and follows Johanna out of her office to the lunchroom. Tobias spots her and runs to the duo.

"Why's there a rumour you're being put under the truth serum?"

"Because it's true. They're all straddling the fence about us being here so I have to go under to prove we're trustworthy." Tobias shares a look with her and she shrugs. There is a chair in the centre of the lunchroom and the same woman from the night before holds a needle with the yellow serum in it. Tris takes a deep breath and sits down.

"Many of you have been uncertain about Tris and her faction members that are here. So she has willingly accepted to go under the truth serum." Tris scoffs at the word 'willingly' and Johanna sends her a playful glare.

"Millie. Please proceed." The woman who took everyone's weapons tilted Tris's neck and brushed her out of the way. A minute later, Tris was a bit dazed, due to the extra amount they put. Andrew stands close to the front of the circle and Johanna notices this.

"What's your name and age?"

"Tris and I'm 18."

"Full name, please," Johanna hesitates on the question. Tris keeps quiet for a second.

"Beatrice Grace Prior." Gasps flitter through the crowd and instantly everyone connects her with Natalie Prior.

"She's the traitor!" a random Amity yells. Johanna glances to Millie who tracks down the culprit and everyone knows she is going under the peace serum.

"What faction were you born into, and if you defected, where to?"

"Abnegation. Dauntless."

"Why did you defect?" Tris struggles to keep her mouth shut.

"I'll say it again. Why did you defect?"

"I was being abused," Tris says quietly, Johanna clears her throat and the faction has this deafening silence bouncing off the walls.

"By who?" Tris shakes her head.

"By who?" Johanna forces out, feeling guilty.

"Andrew Prior," Tris grunts. Faces turns to Andrew whose face is a dark red.

"That is a lie," Andrew protests.

"She's under the truth serum," Johanna retorts.

"But she's Divergent!" he screams.

"Doesn't mean she'll lie about being abused," Johanna responds calmly.

"She doesn't have any proof!" Andrew smirks. Tobias steps forwards.

"Or does she?"

"Boy, move back," Andrew breathes. Tobias whispers in Johanna's ear and she nods.

"Tris, can you please remove your shirt?" Tris bites her lip and stands up. She whips it off, revealing a sports bra and the tattoo concealing her scars well -but not very- and quiet screams erupt. The gang keep their mouths shut. Andrew scoffs.

"You can't prove I did that."

"Oh, would you like to go through her fear landscape then?" Tobias spits. Andrew stays silent; Tris slips her shirt back on.

"Take him to our holding cell. We do not appreciate looking after violent people."

"You have Dauntless here!"

"We know they can refrain from hurting innocent young ones, unlike you!" Johanna shouts. Everyone ceases and you can literally hear a pin drop. A few Dauntless drag him to the cell and Johanna sighs, adjusting her dress.

"Tris, what are your intentions here?"

"To formulate a plan to stop Amy Coulter and Penelope Matthews from what it is Jeanine told them to carry on. Our compound is full with traitors so it is not safe to retreat there. Candor is too suffocating and Erudite is simply just the place we cannot be. Abnegation may not take us in immediately, since we are the ones who attacked them. Under Jeanine's control, of course."

"Thank you for your honesty." The factions repeats this while Johanna injects the reversal serum and Tris shakes her head to get rid of the fog flooding her mind, clenches her fist and strides out.

"She'll be fine," Sarah mumbles before walking out with Hector in tow. Tobias rubs his hands on his face and goes in the opposite direction towards the farms. Everyone disappears, going different ways.

I don't know.

"Baby, if I was going to my ex's, what would you do?" Amber rattles off her phone. The girls are sitting in a circle, munching on chocolate and Chris scoffs.

"Nothing, I trust you," Marlene suggest. Amber nods and sends it. Her phone pings a few seconds later.

"Yeah, but do you trust her?" Tris smiles, forgetting the events of the morning.

"It's not about trusting that hoe. If she leans in for a kiss, get the fuck up and distance yourself. If she tries to get in your pants, walk away. I trust you. Your actions will affect my trust in you. Not hers."

"YAS, TRIS!" The girls holler while Amber grins and types it all in and switches off her phone. The boys went back to Candor to retrieve Eric who called to say he left Erudite and was in Candor, they weren't returning until the next evening.

"Now. Tris, your birthday's in three days!" Celeste giggles.

"And?"

"We have to celebrate!" Sarah flicks her sister's ear. Tris catches her retreating hand and licks the fingers.

"Ew! Bea!" Sarah laughs. The girls chuckles and all argue, trying to convince Tris to do something.

"Fine! Fine! I'll do something."

"YAY! So, there's a mall behind the farms. They have all the shops, with bowling, swimming and paintballing," Marlene explains.

"Paintballing is what I would do." Tris shrugs.

"What about bowling?" Chris asks.

"Never done it."

"You're doing it." Shauna points, raising an eyebrow at Tris. Tris laughs and nods an 'okay'.

"We're getting you presents, don't complain," Amber rushes out. Tris groans but agrees reluctantly.

"Then you spend the rest of your day with Four."

"Thank you!" Tris cheers. The girls giggle and shake their heads. Nail polishes come out, ice cream escapes the freezer and hair items relocate from Christina's dresser to the floor.

"No mention of boys! This night is dedicated to us!" Lynn finally speaks.

"She talks!" Tris laughs. Lynn throws popcorn at her face and Tris sticks her tongue out.

"Chris, how's the sex?" Amber waggles her eyebrows.

"Omg, it's amazing! He's sooo good in bed!"

"Ew! No, I don't want to hear how good my twin is in bed!" Celeste gags, extracting laughter from the girls.

"I thought we weren't meant to talk about boys?" Lynn whines.

"Oh shush." Shauna throws a chocolate piece and Lynn catches it in her mouth.

"What about you, Shauna?"

"Zeke has been careful, ever since he found out about the baby. Doesn't mean he's not losing his touch though." Shauna grins cheekily.

"Marleneeeee!"

"Uriah is epicness." Marlene pops a skittle into her mouth. The girls roll their eyes and eyes are on the gay couple.

"Whoa, we aren't revealing what we do," Lynn chuckles.

"Let's just say tongues are used. Frequently." Celeste says the last word lowly. Everyone cheers and Sarah blushes, knowing it is her turn.

"Sarah, how's my brother in bed?" Lynn winks.

"I'm only 14! We have not done it yet. But things have been done." Tris gasp and nudges Sarah.

"Oh, shush. It was bound to happen." Tris huffs and rolls her eyes with a smile.

"Amber!"

"He's a beast," Amber murmurs and everyone screams in laughter. They all stare at Tris.

"You know I have a fear."

"Good point." Lynn shrugs. Chris squeaks and pulls Shauna to the bathroom. They emerge, giggling crazily. Tris's eyebrows jump and they shake their heads. The night drags on with laughter and Tris is content with her group of friends. Squaaad.

It's been a long skip, without you my friend. (Shauna is six weeks and four days pregnant.)

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" everyone screeches and Tris groans, pulling up her cover to obscure her face. Uriah laughs, yanks it off her and Zeke belly-flops onto the bed, and since Tris is soooooo light, she flies into the air, arms flailing and lands. On the floor. 5cm away from the bed. She groans again and stays on the floor.

"Happy birthday, babes," Tobias whispers cheerily, laying on the floor next to her.

"Shut up," she mumbles.

"I love you." He nips at her earlobe and smothers her neck with kisses, elicting a small moan.

"Shut up," is the response once Tris has recovered.

"There's food." Tobias grins, knowing what she would say next.

"Take me there." Tris rolls onto her back, lifting her hands. Tobias laughs heartily and yanks her up. She shoots up and before she can fall again, Tobias catches her.

"Damn, you're light."

"Shut up."

"You know you love me."

"Of course I do."

"This is just too cute," Chris jumps in, holding her phone up.

"You better delete that video."

"Oh yeah, sure. Not."

"I'm not even gonna," Tris snorts and jumps on Tobias's back. The gang travel to the kitchen where they did a birthday buffet.

"Why guys?"

"We love you." Uriah smiles. Tris blushes and hides her face in Tobias's back.

"I have to do everything you guys planned, don't I?"

"Oh, yes." Shauna smirks. Tris laughs and gets off Tobias's back.

"Let's do this." Tris beams and the gang cheer.

"You're 19, how does it feel?"

"Eh. You don't really feel a difference."

"Anyways, you gonna have plenty of fuuuuuuun," Chris sings. Tobias grins and scratches his neck. Shauna giggles and Tris looks at the three with a curious glance.

"What did you guys do?"

"Nothing!"

"Yeah, what did you do?" Uriah questions.

"You don't know?" Tris asks Uriah. He shakes his head.

"What about you guys?" They all shrug.

"All three of us arranged something for you. It's going to be fine!" Chris smiles. Tris breathes.

"I hate surprises. But fine. I'll go with it."

"Good for you." Tobias hugs Tris from behind.

"Right, today. No complications. Forget about the Sphere, the criminals and other sh*t. Today is Tris's day." Hector claps his hand and that's when everyone gets excited.

Bowling!

"Come on, Tris. You can do anything. So I'm sure you'll be able to knock down a few pins," Uriah teases. Tris glares at him and faces the lane. She does a mini run, raising the ball and bends slightly, crossing her right foot behind her left and bowls.

She stands up straight and watches the ball roll towards the pins. It goes down the middle and all the pins fall.

"STRIKE!" the machine shouts and everyone's jaws go slack.

"You sure you've never done this?" Zeke asks accusingly.

"Positive," Tris replies.

"That was an awesome bowl though." Hector points out.

"It was!" Marlene laughs. Everyone take turns and tease each other, enjoying the stress free day.

Chris manages to persuade Tris to go shopping and Tris gets a few phone cases, crop tops- 'to show off that toned stomach' as Lynn said- and other girly crap. Chris hides a bunch of lingerie in the clothes bag, sharing a giggle with Shauna.

They wander around the mall, buying this and that, playing with the mannequins, pranking Amity members.

"Tris!" a young girl calls. Tris stops laughing, but still smiles and looks back. Prim is behind her with a huge beam.

"I see it's your birthday?" Tris blushes and mentally curses Uriah for tying a birthday balloon into her hair.

"Yeah, turned 19 today." Tris smiles, crouching down. Prim giggles and reveals a sparkling necklace. It's fire-shaped and has the words, 'Be Free' engraved in it.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome! You deserve happiness. Let those around you carry your baggage. You have people to lean on. Ever since you've come, you've been smiling but I can tell there's emotions you're repressing. Be happy."

"You're so sweet," Tris mutters, a tear rolling down her cheek. Shauna sniffles and the girls wipe at their tears. Uriah turns away; claiming that his eyes were 'sweating' and Zeke shoves Tobias knowingly. Will smiles at the scene.

"Some, times in our lives, we all have pain, we all have sorrow. But, if we are wise, we know that there's, always a tomorrow," Prim sings strongly.

"Lean on me, when you're not strong, and I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on, for it won't be long, till I'm gonna need, somebody to lean on," Tris carries on.

"Please, swallow your pride, if I have things, you need to borrow. For, no one can fill, those of your needs, that you won't let shooooow," the two blonde girls merge, Prim holds the last note and claps erupt from the crowd that gathered.

"You're very mature for your age. Where's your mother?"

"She died, giving birth to me. My sister, Katniss, defected to Abnegation last year. She could not handle being happy all the time, when she did not have a mother. Our father was killed in Erudite. However, I believe these things happened for a reason. You are my role model, Tris. God bless," Prim giggles and runs off, grabbing the hand of a young lady.

Tris get up, and fingers the necklace Prim placed around her neck during the singing.

"See?" Shauna whispers in Tris's ear. Tris snorts and squeezes Shauna's hand.

"The boy will take those bags," Chris states.

"We will?" Will asks.

"Oh, you will."

"Yeah, we will."

"Can you stop saying 'will'?" Uriah huffs and grabs a bag from Tris's hand. Chris shakes her head and takes it off him, handing it back to Tris, pulling the balloon out of her plait.

"I thought we're taking the bags?" Zeke raises an eyebrow.

"Not that one."

"Why not?" Tris starts to open it but Chris stops her.

"You'll find out in due time. Have fun with your boyfriend!" Shauna wiggles her fingers and the gang trail off, Zeke whining about the bags he has to carry and you can hear the whack he receives from Shauna.

"So, where to now?" Tris turns to a nervous Tobias.

"We're going to the farms."

"To ride the horses?"

"Something else. Nevertheless, we can do that after. I think." Tobias smiles. Tris pouts and he chuckles.

"It's a short walk."

"Great, I need some fresh air. Shopping killed me."

"I know."

Another skip.

"Tobias, it's beautiful," Tris sighs. The sight before the pair was mesmirising. The farms was behind them, Tobias took them further through the peaceful woods and a meadow is what awaited them. A little cottage was to the side and there were flowers that blossomed during autumn growing. Brown leaves were scattered neatly on the ground, the grass coming up to their ankles. A blanket was on the floor with a wooden basket.

"Figured you wanted something calm. Why not a picnic? After all, it is our first official date."

"You're such a softie."

"Only for you." Tris blushes and they sit on the blanket.

"Got some fruit salad, a few sandwiches and some drinks."

"No cake?"

"Who do you think I am?"

"Yay!" Tris laughs, the sound drifting through the slight breeze. The couple eat, talking and chortling every now and then, enjoying the Dauntless cake as well.

The food is finished and they drink in content. The blue sky has now become a mixture of red, purple and orange. The basket was put to the side, with the plates and cups and all of that put back in. The blanket went into hiding and the duo lay side by side on the warm grass, gazing at the gorgeous sky.

"Happy birthday."

"Thank you."

"That's better," Tris giggles and slap Tobias on the chest. He catches her hand and kisses the knuckles.

"I love you so much."

"I know. And I love you. You've been a great boyfriend. I've been a bitch at times but you've stuck with me, not caring about my mood. You have brought light into my life and I'm grateful for that. Somehow, you've managed to weasel your way into my heart." Tris kisses him tenderly and Tobias sits up, pulling Tris onto his lap.

Tris's POV: (Guys, guys, you may want to prepare yourself for what's coming. If there are any young and innocent eyes, do not read. Please. I do not want to stain your innocence.)

We engage in a blissful kiss and before I know it, my jacket is laying crumpled on the floor behind me. My top is pulled down a bit to reveal the quote I got a while back and Tobias sucks softly on the skin as I straddle him, groaning and I bite my lip, throwing my head up to the sky, clutching at his back.

My head floods with insecure thoughts but I fight them off, knowing that we will both consider each other's limits.

I drag a finger gently and gradually down Tobias's neck and engulf part of his hair with my other hand. Tobias clenches his teeth as I press my lips to a sensitive spot behind his ear. I kiss my way down to an area, just to the right of his lips, which are slightly parted; I can feel his rough chin.

He moans slightly since I don't attack his lips with mine, but glide past them down to his throat. His Adam's apple bobs up and down a tiny bit as he swallows. I nip at his skin and kiss my way downward, skipping the sleeve and trace the tattoos appearing on his right forearm, following the outline of the cross and symbols, but soon I'm barricaded by his shirt when I move my head to the left.

"Tobias," I whisper. He opens his eyes.

"Oh, yeah." He yanks on the bottom hem of his shirt and pulls it over his head in one fluid motion, pushing it into the basket, along with my jacket. I kiss my way down the lines traced into his body after a few months at Dauntless.

His breath becomes increasingly ragged as I go lower and lower, and I adore how he loves me so much, meaning I still have this effect on him. He backs away and tugs on my shirt.

I pull it off and he massages my sides, biting at my neck. I shift slightly on his lap and gasp at the straining of his jeans. I roll my hips subconsciously on his lap and he juts upwards, lifting his head to my lips.

I kiss back eagerly and he stands up, carrying me on his waist. He lets go of my thighs, bending down to pick up the basket and my shirt.

"Where we going?" I speak on his lips, eyes still closed.

"Inside." His voice is rough and I hear the keyhole click before he takes me in. I marvel at the floral patterns on the wall and I release his neck, planting my feet onto the carpet. I take my shoes off and Tobias hands me the bag we brought from the mall.

"The bathroom's upstairs, first door on the left. There's a bedroom next to it." I smile gratefully and run up the spiral stairs, slipping into the big bathroom. The mirror stretches from one side of the wall to the other, covering half the wall.

I drop the bag onto the counter and pull out a lacy red bra with matching knickers. I narrow my eyes and my mouth transforms into an 'o' in realisation.

I gingerly strip my clothes off, ignoring the shower and wear the purchased items.

I rummage through the bag and see a crop top along with a skirt, which is kind of revealing. I blush and my stomach lurches but push it down and wear them too.

I style my hair into a messy bun and walk out. I turn to my left and push open the door. Tobias is laying on it, in shorts but no shirt, watching a film on the TV.

"Hey." I throw the bag into a corner of the room and crawl onto the bed, sitting cross-legged. He mutes the film and faces me.

"Hey, nice outfit." I giggle and roll my eyes. His hand flies to my exposed stomach and I close my eyes, with him tickling his fingers on my abs.

"You're so beautiful."

"I'll believe that for tonight." Tobias chuckles and sneaks his hand up my top. I whip it off and both his hands are roaming my body.

This is so hard, gawd. If you are uncomfortable of intense sexual mentions, stop reading. Sexual content ahead. There will be an AN at the end, signalling the moment you can continue reading.

He touches my breasts and I inhale sharply. He removes them and I shake my head, opening my eyes. He is staring at me with pure admiration in his eyes and I guide his hands back. He sends a questioning look and I nod, scrambling onto his lap.

I feel the tent in his shorts and grind on him. He groans quietly and I clamp my teeth down on his bottom lip, earning a louder groan.

One of his hand stops kneading my breasts and unclips my bra. I shiver at the coldness but moan at the attack of his mouth on my breast. He fiddles with the nipple of the other breast and my breathing becomes short and sharp. I am pulling on the strands of his dark hair, gyrating my hips on his lap and still, it is not enough.

I'm pushed back onto the bed and Tobias drags off my skirt, keeping eye contact with me.

"You're so sexy, gawd." I blush at his compliment and I plant my feet on his chest. He stops and raises an eyebrow.

"Shorts." He laughs and they are discarded. The bulge is much more noticeable and I moan at the resume of his mouth on my breast and nipple torture. My stomach twists but I shake it off, knowing I want this.

His hand 'tiptoes' to the inside of my thigh and his thumb rubs me on the knickers. I push my hips upward but he holds me down and I whine. The knickers are shed and I whimper at the invasion of his long, calloused fingers.

His boxers are thrown across the room and my small hand wraps tentatively around his man area.

It twitches and I tighten my grip and milk it. Tobias growls loudly and thrusts in my hand. I go faster, sure of myself, and he sits back on his heels, I sit up and continue.

I tuck my legs under and lean forward, tongue darting out and lick the tip timidly.

"Tris," Tobias says shakily. I smirk and engulf his shaft with my mouth, massaging the parts I cannot reach.

"Oh, my god," Tobias grunts, holding onto my head. A few thrusts later, he reaches his release in my mouth. I smile shyly up at him after swallowing and he breathes heavily.

"Why are you so fucking awesome?"

"I don't know-" I lose my words as I get pushed backwards and something wet slides across where the sun does not shine.

I grab onto Tobias's hair and his fingers dance in time with his tongue. A wave of ecstasy ripples through my body from head to toe and Tobias laps up the result.

I hear a packet ripping and glance through my lidded eyes. The condom is rolled onto his shaft and Tobias positions himself between my knees. He looks at me and I nod, taking a deep breath. He pushes in slowly and I grit my teeth at the pain running through my veins.

He stills and I lift my hips upwards, telling him to continue when yhe pleasure usurps the pain. Moans and groans echo through the room while I clutch at Tobias, heating up the room.

OKAY! I AM DONE! THIS WAS HARD. I GOT ALL OF THIS FROM READING. I AM STILL A VIRGIN BUT MY MIND IS ONE OF AN ADULT. I READ A LOT. DO NOT JUDGE.

He slumps onto me after discarding the condom, and I accept it, not feeling his weight. I wipe the sweat off his forehead and nestle my head in between his shoulder and neck, fiddling with his hair that I have grown to adore.

"That was-"

"I know." I grin and kiss Tobias. Tobias smiles and strokes my cheek lovingly, gazing into my soul through my eyes.

"I'll say it for the last time. Happy birthday."

"It was a great one. I enjoyed it. Thank you."

"All for you, baby." I giggle and kiss him passionately.

"I love you. Don't ever leave."

"I won't. I promise you. My love for you is forever eternal," Tobias whispers in my ear. I nod and he rolls off me, retrieving the cover we kicked off onto the floor. He places it over the two of us and I face the door, letting him spoon me. We lay in a comfortable silence, descending from the incredible high we put each other in.

"Sweet dreams."

"Oh, they will be," I respond cheekily. He laughs and rests his arm across my naked body.

"I love you, Tris. You are the most important person in the world to me. I love you so much." I increase my strength of hold on his hand.

"I love you too, Tobias. You know that, don't you? I love you. I love you. I could yell it a thousand times from the rooftop and never get tired of saying it. I love you." He leans over and kisses the corner of my lip.

"Good night, Four."

"Good night, Six." I close my eyes and fall asleep to the circular motion Tobias creates with his hand on my abdomen as he rests his head on my shoulder, letting me use his left arm as a pillow.

PHEW! That was madness. For the first chapter. See you soon. Till later, BooksLover2000... Who likes the title and summary? Posting every Sunday. I guess? Unless I feel obliged to post earlier...