I turn back around to my older brother, and I can tell he's weak. Emotionally drained even. I was too but, I stood strong for my brother, because he's the one that needs a shoulder to cry on, not me. "Hey, look at me," I say, noticing he was staring at the ground with tears in his eyes, "Miles, look at me." I say lifting his chin, he finally looks at me. "She was lying to me, this whole time. Every time she said she loved me, she was lying." He said with a shake in his voice, "I can't believe it. I treated her like she was my everything. She was my everything." He says to me, and his tears fall.
"I know, but she's not who we thought she was." I say, and he starts crying, leaning over this time, with his hands in his hair. I hug my brother, putting my arms around his neck. He holds me tight, "I thought she'd at least be able to tell you the truth herself but, she showed us who she really was. She put up a front just to avoid hurting you, and when she got caught in her lie, she couldn't even own up to it. She didn't deserve you Miles." I say sniffling, and he cry's harder. "She didn't deserve my brother. My amazing, kind-hearted, loving brother. She's a liar, and a coward. She couldn't respect our friendship, nonetheless your relationship. And that's why we don't need her in our lives, at all. She ended any kind of possible chance to be in our lives, after putting us through this." I say, and I could tell what I was saying, was right. Only because he started to calm down little by little, the more I spoke.
"She isn't that girl you made me bump into near the train tracks, she's not that girl I introduced you to anymore. And as much as I wish that wasn't true, it is. I'm so sorry I got you into this, if I would've known she'd do this I would've never let you get close to her. She's a horrible person for hurting you like this, and for doing this to me. She hurt you and now, she's trying to hurt me. She's trying to tear me and Four apart, disregarding me and the fact that she's already hurt you once. Her getting with Four isn't exactly gonna help mend your pain and it is sure as hell not gonna help mend mine so, I'm gonna do everything in my power to stop that from happening. I'm only saying these things, these horrible horrible things about her so you can see her through my eyes. Because I don't want you to think about, or see her in the way you're used too anymore. That's the last thing I want you to do because well, that's just gonna hurt you more. And I don't want you to hurt." I continue, and he sniffles over my shoulder. "I'd kill him y'know." Miles says, and I release him a bit, "If he breaks your heart to be with Tris, I will kill him." My brother adds, and his eyes flicker gold. He's serious, and I can see it. I shake my head, "No, you won't. Because I wouldn't let you do that. And I know what you're thinking," I say, seeing his expression change at my words. "I wouldn't stop you for the sake of him, no. I wouldn't care about him if it got to that point. I'd stop you because I'm not gonna let my brother take a life. It would change you, for the worst. And I wouldn't be able to handle losing you along with him. So promise me," I say, and his eyes flood that beloved shade of green again, "Promise me you won't do anything stupid. No matter what happens, and no matter what Four decides to do. Can you promise me that?" I ask, and even though they flicker once more, he nods.
"I promise, I won't." He tells me, and I remember what I saw when Miles assumed to Four's face that he was going to leave me for Tris. I saw the first use of his powers, "Alright good, because I know you. And now that we got these uh, quote on quote "powers", I don't want the first thing you use them on to be my boyfriend." I say wiping his tears. After I do, I take his hands, holding them with his palm's up. "Can you show me?" I ask, and he clenches his fists, and stretches his fingers. "I can uh, I can only feel it when I'm angry." He says, and he closes his hands.
"Alright never mind then, cuz there's been enough anger and stress today. You wanna go back inside?" I ask, and he shakes his head. "No, I wanna go outside." He says, and I quirk at him, "Yeah? Why?" I ask him, and he smiles a bit. "I have an idea." He tells me, and takes my hand, dragging me towards the nearest exit. We burst through the doors and head into the nearby forest near the Headquarters. "So what's this idea of yours, huh?" I ask, and we hit a large clearing, where the tree's of the forest make a circle around an open green field.
"I know you said there's been enough anger today but, I truly don't think there's been enough." He says, and his eyes start flickering again as an mischievous smile glides up onto his face. "What're you suggesting Miles?" I ask smiling as well, already knowing what he's thinking. I flick my wrist, and flame bursts from my hands. "I'm suggesting, we blow off some steam, and uh, make this clearing a bit bigger. Yeah?" He asks, and we walk to the center of the clearing. He looks at my flame as I hold it up, and he raises his hand, preparing to touch it.
I close my palm right before he touches it, "Woah what're you doing? I'll burn you." I say, and he shakes his head. "Wait, just do it again." He says, "I have this feeling. Do you remember when I burnt your hand at the get together?" He asks me and I nod, "Yeah I remember that. What're you getting at?" I ask, "I could be wrong but, I think we have multiple abilities." He says, and he takes my hand, and faces my palm up. I curl my fingers a bit and strike up a flame, and Miles stares intently as it hovers above my palm. He raises his hand, and puts his fingers in the flame. I flinch but, I come to find out there was no reason to.
I watch as my brother literally takes a portion of the fire, and he makes it grow. He steps back and uses both his has to make the flame thrash and morph. "Oh my god! Miles, you can manipulate fire too?! We have the same power?!" I ask in shock, and he lets the tall fire go out. "See that's just the thing, I don't think it's the same." He says, "I can manipulate it, yes. But, I uh, I don't think I can generate it." He says, and he looks at me. I make puffs of flame as I wiggles my fingers a bit, "How come I can?" I ask, and he takes some of my fire again.
"I don't know but, I'm pretty sure that has something to do with the fact you're probably stronger than me and Liam." He says, and I furrow my eyebrows at him. "Why would I be stronger? Because I'm special?" I ask laughing, and he nods. "We got one less faction than you on our aptitude test, so yes. It's because you're special. You could probably burn this whole forest to the ground before I could even put a dent." He says, and he makes a ball with the flame he took. "You wanna test that theory?" I ask, and I focus on my ability. I throw fire from my hands, and my flames nearly touch the sky.
Miles jumps and backs up, and I walk over to the nearest set of tree's. I yell and set fire to them, and they go up in flames, burning faster the more I focus. I look over at Miles and he smiles, joining me. He takes some and throws his in a different direction. I stop throwing, and I walk past a couple thick tree's towards Miles.
I press my finger to them, one by one, falling to nothing but ash as I go. I feel the flame of the forest fire spreading beside me, not realizing what exactly I was doing. "This is amazing!" I hear Miles shout, spreading the fire more than it already was. I step back and watch the fire slowly spread towards Dauntless Headquarters, and I come to my senses. "Miles stop!" I yell, and he does, turning around.
He notices what I notice and we both start freaking out. I start to feel this tingling in my eardrums, and I listen closely. "Natalie! Miles! Where are you!" I hear, and I know who that is. I run towards the voice and spot our little brother running into the clearing frantically. "Liam! How did you know we were here!" I yell over the fire, and he meets me half way.
"That's not important! You have to put out this fire now! I've seen what happens if you don't, and it's not good." He says, and I start to panic. "What'd you mean I have to put it out?! I don't know how!" I say, and he tries to calm me down. "Yes you do! You don't just generate fire! Earth, wind, fire and water. You generate all of them! I've seen you do it!" He tells me, and I look at my hands unsure. "All you have to do is focus on it, like you focus on generating fire. Just think water!" He says quickly, and I put my hands up towards the fire. I close my eyes, and imagine myself submerged in water.
Cold, and floating, every hair on my body slowly moving with the water. "You got this Nat." My brother says and I open my eyes, and instead of fire, there's water forming above my hand. I get excited, "I did it!" I say, and I make the water grow into the air. I make it grow the size of a skyscraper before dispersing it through the forest thoroughly. And 'Sss' is all you hear, as the fire disappears.
My breathing slows, and so does his as Miles comes over to us. "How did that just happen?" He asks, as water drips from his hair. I laugh a little, and make it rain above my older brother. He looks up perplexed before realizing it was me, "You can generate water too?" He asks and I nod. "Along with earth and wind apparently. You literally just saved tons of people." I say to Liam, and he straightens his collar.
"Oh it was nothin'." He says, and me and Miles laugh. "Don't laugh, if it wasn't for me telling Nat here she's basically God now, Dauntless would've been literal fucken toast because of you too, you fuckin' pyro's." He says, as we start walking back. "Hey woah, I am not God. I can't do everything." I say, And Liam scoff's, "Says the woman who generates the element's, has heightened senses, can move things with her mind, and is basically invincible." He argues, and I became confused. "First of all, I can't move things with my mind, and I'm surely not invincible." I say, and he smiles. "That's what you think." He says, and I begin to question just how powerful I am.
"Natalie, you're more than what you think. And when Miles said you were stronger than us? And that you could burn down this whole forest by yourself? He was right. I've seen the things you're capable of. And being able to burn down a forest is just one minor thing, out of the many things you are capable of." Liam says, and I question it even more. I can move things with my mind? And I'm basically a shield? I can barely believe I can make and move fire, water, wind and earth with the snap of my fingers. "So I have four abilities? Why?" I ask, "It's because you have all five factions, every divergent gets one less of the ability according to the amount of extra factions you have. If you have five factions, you'll have four abilities. Me and Miles have four factions, so we each have three abilities." Liam explains, and I wonder how he knows all of this, and I ask him.
"I can tell the future Nat, I know everything now." He says, tapping his right temple. "Well, If that's so, could you tell me what the dark smoke does? It'll only happen when I'm angry." Miles asks Liam, "Oh that? That's something you don't wanna use on someone you like. It's sensory deprivation. You can take away a person's senses. Taste, touch, sight, sound and smell. You can make a person completely vulnerable." Liam explains, just as we hit the doors of Dauntless. "I can?" He asks, and Liam nods. "What about you though? All we know is that you can tell the future, what else can you do?" Miles asks, and our brother smiles. We walk into the hallway of Lauren's apartment, and Liam holds up his hand.
The hallway lights start flickering, and I realize he's doing that. "Electricity? You can control electricity?" I ask excitedly, and he shakes his head. "Electricity? No. Energy sources? Yes. I can control and generate anything that has an energy current, which includes fire, electricity, and raw energy itself." He says, making red-yellowish electricity-like bolts of energy bounce back and forth between his hands. "I can also heal myself, as well as others." He says, and he shocks Miles, our brother yelps at first but calms when Liam grabs the arm he zapped, and magically heals his small wound. I'm impressed by my brothers powers, and before I could say something, "And oh yeah, you have another ability Miles. Want me to tell you or do you wanna wait till you figure it out?" He asks, and Miles ponders for a moment.
"Just tell me, It's probably gonna be hard to figure out." He says, "Alright then. You can read minds, and know exactly what a person is thinking without them knowing." Liam explains, and Miles's eyes widened. "Go ahead, try on one of us." Liam tells him, "You have to concentrate hard though. And you can't lose focus either." He adds. And Miles looks to me, and stares at my forehead. I look into his eyes, and for a split second, I get jealous that he got Dad's vivid green eyes. I'd love to have such pretty colored eyes.
"Thank you sis, you're right. My eyes are pretty." Miles says, batting his eyelashes, "But why are you jealous? If anyone should be jealous, it should be me. You both have mom's eyes, and her curly hair." He states, and we realize he did it, he read my mind. I wonder why it's so- . . . easy for us. Easy to use our abilities. "Good job Miles, don't make it a habit to read our minds though, I know you." I say, and he laughs maliciously. "Don't think around me then I won't." He says, and we enter Lauren's apartment, and our friends literally surround us, asking what happened. We explain our other abilities, and show them proof when needed.
Lauren asks what happened with me and Four, since she mostly heard him yelling at me. "We uh, . . . we're taking a break actually." I say, and everyone gasps. "What?! Why?" Christina asks, obviously appalled at the fact. I explain the whole -Tris-liking-my-boyfriend-while-with-my-brother thing, and she's even more appalled. "And we're taking this break because he still wants to be friends with Tris after all of this, and I don't want him to be. And when I told him exactly that, he flips the script and says that I have to stop a friendship of my own." I explain, glancing at Ben.
"It's our friendship, isn't it?" Ben asks sadly, and I nod. "Don't worry though, I made you a promise and I intend to keep it. I met you before I met Four, and if he want's to keep his friendship with her more than he wants to be with me, so be it." I tell him, "So, he's saying you have to get rid of me, in order for him to get rid of Tris? An eye for an eye?" Ben asks, and I nod sadly. "Alright then, that's how we solve this." Ben says, looking at me. I shake my head, "No, I'm not letting him win. If I get rid of you, yeah I'll get rid of my problem with him but, it means he wins, and I lose my bestfriend. His relationship with her should end, not ours. Tell him Liam, tell him we don't need to do this for me and Four to work this out." I say, looking to my brother, and Liam remains unresponsive. He starts to shake his head and I become upset, "Remember when I said Four was the only one who's actions determined your guy's future together? Well uh, I lied. Ben is a big part of it too, because of what he does for you." Liam explains sadly, and I look over to Benji.
"What? What're you gonna do Benji?" I ask, and he runs his hands over his face. "I'm going to make this decision for you, Natalie." Ben says, and walks over to me. "I'm ending our relationship, for you. I can tell this hurts you, to ignore him, and be upset with him. And I don't want you to hurt just because you want to preserve our friendship. I understand how he feels right now, if I were him I'd want to get rid of me out your life too. Because I'd see myself as he sees me; as a threat. He thinks I'm gonna get in between you two eventually so, I'm just gonna prove him wrong now. Consider this my birthday present to you." Ben says, giving me a hug. I begin to tear up as I hug him back. This can't be the only way, it can't be.
I'm losing my bestfriend and it's not even in my control anymore. "Ben no, don't do this. We can figure this out another way, I don't want to break my promise to you." I say pulling away, and he shakes his head with a smile. "You won't be. Cuz I'm already breaking it for you. I just want you to be happy, and If Four makes you happy, then I'm happy. I love you Natalie. I hope I get to talk to you again someday." Ben says, and squeezes my hand before heading towards Lauren's door. I stop him, and give him another hug near the door, "I love you too Ben," I say, and he smiles at me, "Promise me that you won't stay mad at him for my decision either. I'm this doing for you, and your happiness. And you won't have that unless you let this happen, and choose to be happy." He says, and I begin to cry, "I-I promise Benji." I say, and he kisses my cheek before taking his leave. I try not to shed as many tears but, this hurts.
I remember back to all the fun times we had on the playground back on Amity and my heart breaks a little. It's like I lost a brother. And I can't even be mad at Four for this. I suck up my tears, remembering that I can't be upset. He wants me to be happy, and if I can't do anything to stop this from happening, the least I can do is respect what Benji wants.
I go hug my brothers, my friends, and my aunt before getting my things together, and leaving to go find Four. I first head to his apartment, or I mean, our apartment. When I get to the door, my hearts already pounding. I open the door, and I peak my head in. When I don't immediately see him, I walk in and close the door behind me, setting my things down, and turning on the light.
"Tobias?" I call, seeing if he was in here at all. I wait and I don't get an answer, he's not here. I look around and notice the mess. Chairs are flipped over, his leather jacket is sprawled on the floor, and I notice a hole in the wall. I walk over, and touch the hole, it was near the bathroom door.
It's the size of a fist, and there's blood. I made him do this, all of this. I sit down on his side of the bed, unstrap my heels, and flop my head into his pillow. When I smell him, I feel relief like never before. I miss him, a lot.
This is our first fight, and I honestly just want it to end already. I just want him. I just want us to be okay again. I just want him to come home, to our apartment. I get an idea, and I listen closely to the sounds outside the apartment.
I listen for him, to see if he's talking, so I can know where he is. And just to be safe, who he's with. Because I don't wanna be missing him if he's found his way back to Tris. I listen, jumping from voice to voice within Dauntless, and boyyyy do I hear some weird shit. I disregard what I hear and focus, waiting to hear the familiar voice.
I finally hear it, "I'm in love with her okay? That's why." I hear him say, I wonder who he's talking about, and who he's talking to. I listen for another voice near where I've found his voice. "Can't you just give me a chance? She's already quick to put you guy's on pause so, why not just break up with her completely?" I hear another voice say. He's with Tris. I sit up and listen some more before I choose to act on this, "I couldn't do that to her, she means too much to me. Which is I'm why I'm doing this, I realize fighting her over this isn't worth it. I agree that it's best if we stop talking to each other." I hear him say to her, and I feel my heart flood with pure, unadulterated happiness.
I stop listening, deciding I'd heard enough. I stand with a smile, and I start picking up the room. First the chairs, then his jacket and I do my best to cover the whole with a random picture frame I find, hiding face down in a drawer. But, the thing is, I don't use it. I stare at it, feeling the happiness I had fade fast away.
It's a picture of a young Four, and a girl. She's a straight haired blonde, and even though she's not Tris, she sure as hell looked like her. Four was kissing this girl's cheek, while she wrapped his arm's around him. This, was the girl he was with. And she was really pretty, like, really fucking pretty.
But that's not what made me upset, since I know I have my looks as well. What made me upset was how happy he looked, how happy she made him. I quickly put the picture back, face up, and I close the drawer. Ignoring the fact I saw that there's more than just the picture in there. Why hasn't he gotten rid of the contents of that drawer?
I ignore my over-thinking, considering he could've just forgotten to, and I lay back down on his side, getting under the covers. I close my eyes, and just as I was about to fall asleep, I hear the doorknob rattle. He unlocks the door, and opens it, stepping in. I close my eyes, assuming he wasn't expecting to see me laying in his bed, considering he stopped walking abruptly. He continues walking into the room, and I use my enhanced vision to see through my eyelids.
He was watching me sleep, admiring me actually. He stops at my side of the bed, and I notice something. The drawer bounced back open when I closed it, if he even takes a glance to the side, he'll notice. I focus on the drawer, remembering my younger brother said I can move things with my mind. I close it slowly, trying to avoid making any noise.
It closes and he turns his head, furrowing his eyebrows at the drawer. He opens the drawer, and gasps a little when he scans the contents inside. He looks at me while I "sleep", making me facepalm mentally, and I stop looking through my eyelids. He closes the drawer, and I open my eyes, instantly making eye contact. "Hey," He says, "Can we talk?" He asks me, and I nod.
He sits down on the bed and I sit up, and sit next to him, putting my legs over the edge of the bed. I don't touch him but, I sit close. "So, I uh, I just wanted to apologize for how I acted earlier. I realize I shouldn't have raised my voice at you, I was just upset, thinking of how I wanted to keep both of you in my life. But, I also realized, having to be angry with you wasn't worth the fight I was putting up. To hear you yell at me, talking about how I was physically at risk of losing you. To hear that made me feel horrible. I got scared when you started taking off the ring I gave you, and I thought we were over until you said we weren't. But even then, taking this time away from you isn't what I wanna do. I don't want to argue, and I'm disgusted with the fact I let this happen on your birthday. Which is why I wanna make up for it, for everything. I let Tris know just now, we're not friends anymore." He says, and I smile, hearing him talk to me made me feel whole again. "It's okay, I realize I should've addressed you more calmly, instead of making a scene. I was scared too, of losing you. I thought I'd lose you to her, cuz I know you think she's pretty. Prettier than me." - "What makes you think that?" He asks me in obvious disgust, and I impulsively glance at the drawer. He notices, and looks back at the drawer.
His Ex was blonde like Tris, green-hazel eyes like Tris, skinny body like Tris. So I know, even if it's in the very back of his mind, that he likes her. He looks back at me, "I-I'm sorry, I was trying to find something to cover the hole with and I went in your drawer, I should've known better than to look there." I explain, and he looks over at the hole he made. "I'm not upset that you found that, I'm actually more upset with my self, for not getting rid of that sooner. I'm also upset that you think I'm more attracted to Tris than I am to you." He says, "Well, I have a good reason to think that, she looks like your Ex. She's your type Four, at least more than I am." I say, and he shakes his head, turning to face me more. "What exactly do you think my type is?" He asks me, and I think for a second.
"Flawless, skinny, and blonde. Y'know, the model type. Since you got the looks to get them." I say avoiding his gaze a little, "You couldn't be more wrong. Natalie," He calls for my attention, "Look at me," he says, lifting my chin. "My type? Is one kind, honest, selfless, brave and intelligent girl. And that's you. And I don't want flawless, I want you, imperfections and all. And I don't want skinny, I want your curves, so I have more to hold at night. And also, you're a brunette. A beautiful, curly headed brunette. Your hair is one of my favorite things about you. Like right now, since it's straight, I kinda hate it and love it." He tells me, and I get this idea. An idea I don't think I should be getting right now, "Let's go wash it out then, yeah?" I ask softly, and he looks at me a little excited. "What're you saying?" He asks, squinting his eyes at me. "I'm saying, I want to take a shower with you. Or should I just take one by myself?" I ask, and he shakes his head.
"Just a shower?" He asks, and I watch him wiggle his eyebrow a little. I laugh, "Yes. Just a shower mister. And nothing more. I just- . . . want to show you what your getting when it comes to being with me." I say, taking his hand. "And, not to mention, " I add biting my lip, "I wanna see you. All of you." I say, and he looks down smiling. I stand, "So? What's it gonna be? You waiting out here, or are you coming with me?" I ask, and he bites his lip looking at the floor, "I don't know, once I get you all to myself like that, I don't think I can guarantee nothing more than a shower will happen." He says, and my heart races at his words. "Oh I'm pretty sure you can control yourself, for me." I say, and he stands putting his lips near my ear, "We'll see." Is all he says, and he takes my hand, pulling me to our bathroom.
The words sent chills down my spine, and a new feeling trailing in-between my legs. It was like, a throbbing sensation. It was making me crave his touch more and more. We go into the bathroom together and I close the door behind me. I turn on the water to the shower, and I set it to warm just before taking off my bracelets.
My hands started shaking, and so did like, the rest of my entire body. I realize I'm more nervous than I thought I'd be. I guess he notices too because, I feel him giving me a hug from behind, putting his head on my shoulder. I relax a little, "You're shaking, are you sure you wanna do this?" He asks me, and I nod. "Yes, I'm sure. I'm just a little nervous. I want to be everything you've wanted in a girl and, I uh, just don't know if I'm that." I tell him honestly, and he holds me tighter.
"You're my everything whether I see your body or not. I love you. And I honestly think I'm gonna love what I see, just like I already do now." He looks up into the mirror at me, still holding me from behind. I turn out of his grasp and look up at him, as I lean my butt up against the countertop sink. I pull him closer to me by his shirt, making him stand between my legs. I kiss him, putting my hands at his neck. He sets his hands on my waist, and squeezes, lifting me up onto the sink.
~ MATURE CONTENT AHEAD~ (sorry if it's cringe.)
I sit, pulling him even closer as we deepen our kiss. The kiss transitions into a make-out session when I feel him against me. He felt big, in all ways. Length and width. I take off his shirt, and he eventually starts slipping his hands under my dress.
I let him, and he takes it off. I'm left in nothing but my black set of undergarments, my lacy black set of undergarments. When I put these on this morning, I definitely did not think I'd be putting them to use like this. I only wear these on special occasions and, today is my birthday so, good job me. I watch how he looks at me while he lets my dress drop from his hands.
His eyes moved intently, and lustfully, even though I wasn't fully undressed yet. He nestled in-between my legs and looked down while his hands now gripped at my thighs. He wrapped an arm around my waist, and took me down from off the sink. "The moment you want me to stop, you tell me. And I will." He says to me, and I nod. He smiles, and places his lips on mine again.
I kiss him back, and I feel his fingers slide underneath the waistband of my panties. I tense up a little, making him stop everything he was doing. He looks into my eyes, and I take a breath, "Keep going." I say, and he does. He latches onto my neck while his fingers gently slid my panties down and off my thighs, letting them hit the floor around my ankles. I blush, stepping out of them, and I hold back all the different types of noises I wanna make as he kisses my neck.
My knees grow weak, and that same sensation from before grows more unbearable by the second. He trails his love down my neck, pass my collarbone and to my chest. He reaches behind me with one of his hands, and gently touches where my bra clips together at. He unclips it using only that hand, and I'm impressed, considering I can't even do that. I take it off myself, and I blush even harder when I realize I'm visibly aroused.
I'm completely naked in front of him, not a single thing of clothing on me. He looks me up an down, swallowing hard. I feel this urge to cover myself with my arms, feeling embarrassed of the fact he knows I want him now. I'm supposed to be the one that wants to wait, but now I'm not so sure I do. I look down and I notice I'm not the only one feeling this way.
I step closer to him, and I look into his eyes as I do something unexpected. I grab him, over his pants. I feel just how big he is with my own hand, and I'm honestly overwhelmed. And apparently, so was he. He melted into my touch, letting his head fall back.
I bite my lip at his reaction, and I feel him up some more. He starts breathing hard and heavy, and I go for his neck, since he left it so open for me. I kissed, nibbled, and sucked on his neck, and the more I did, the firmer he got in my hand. "Natalie," He moaned, and I clench my thighs together while I stand. I'm growing more and more careless with my actions the more my core continues to throb.
I then go for his belt, while still on his neck but, he gently stops me. I stop kissing his neck and I look up at him, "I can tell you're enjoying yourself but, today is about you. Not me. When I get back in here after getting some towels and clothes, I want you in that shower. So I can make this all about you." He says, kissing me again, before heading out the bathroom door. I bite my lip, and do as I'm told. I slip into the steaming shower, closing the curtain, and getting my face wet first. I wash off all my makeup, making sure I don't have any mascara left on for it to drip.
I then get my hair wet, but I don't start washing it though. After I'm done with that, I just let the water fall onto my body while I wait. Then I realize something, I realize I'm in something that I can control. I smile and lift my hand, making the water stop completely. I let it continue and I begin to dabble with my ability.
I make little fishes of water, and they swim around me in the air. I touch one and it swims around my finger, before turning it into something else. A dolphin, and it bounced around me like it was jumping in and out of the water. I laugh a little, just as I hear the bathroom door open and close. I couldn't see him but, I could definitely hear him.
He set the towels down, along with the clothes. I listen to him some more, and I hear his belt clanking. He's taking off his pants, which means he's about to get in here with me. I prepare myself and I take a deep breath, as I feel the curtain moving. I feel him step in behind me, and I stick my face in the running water one more time and run my hands through my hair.
He sets his hands on my waist, and turns me around himself. I wipe my eyes, getting the water out of them, and I look up at him. He's barely even wet yet but, his good looks mixed with the steam made me even more attracted to him. I wrap my wet arms around him, pulling him to me. "Can I show you something?" I ask him, and he looks at me curiously before nodding.
I lift my hand, and I make it to where the water fall's from the ceiling onto both of us, instead of just at an angle on me. He gasps a little looking up, trying to figure out how it was happening. He eventually looks at me and realizes, it was me doing it. "You're doing this? But how?" He asks me, and I show him what else I can do. I stick up four fingers, and make fire come out of my index finger with ease.
I then make water come from my middle finger. I focus hard and make a mini tornado come out of my ring finger, and I focus even harder to make rocks and gravel appear and float above my pinky. "It's not just fire I can control. I can control the element's, which includes water." I explain, beginning to do what I did before he got into the shower. I made fishes, dolphins, turtles and even a tiny little whale of water float around him. He watches in amazement, and I make the whale kiss his cheek.
"I'm speechless. This is amazing. You're amazing actually. " He says, touching the whale, and instead of it swimming around him, it pops. I catch it before it hits the shower floor, making it into something else. I stare at my beloved, and focus. I form the water into him. A floating, 3D portrait of his face.
His eyes widened at it, and then he looks to me. I smile, and before I could say anything, he kisses me. I kiss him back, wrapping my arms around his neck. We're now body to body, and I feel something hardening on my thigh. I glide my hand down his abs, and trace my fingers near his v-line.
After I did that, I feel his hands move too. They slide up my waist, passed my torso and to my chest. I gasp through my nose while I kiss him, and he slowly cups both of my breasts. My eyes roll back as my body tingles, trailing from his touch. He starts to do more than just cup them, he kneads them.
And I've never felt something like this. He stops kissing me, and dives for my neck. I breathe heavily as he finds my sweet spot instantly. I bite back any noise, which was becoming very difficult, considering he started to focus more on the most sensitive parts of my breasts. I whimpered as his fingertips swept across my nipples repeatedly, after that I couldn't help but moan a little.
I hear him laugh a bit by my ear; he knows what he's doing. He knows I'm loving everything he does to me, I can tell just from the sound of that laugh. He trails his kisses down my neck again, just as I snap my fingers and make it rain on us a bit harder. He cups my left breast, and I realize he's leaning down to trail his kisses to my chest. I bite my lip in anticipation, and he finds his way to my right breast, with his mouth.
He swirls his tongue over and over, and my toes curl, even though I'm standing up. "Tobias," I moan in the most sultry way possible, letting my head fall back. He keeps going, now giving attention to the left one along with the right. My eyelids flutter as my eyes roll to the very back of my skull. I feel one of his hands fall from my breast and slide to my waist, and then, a little past my waist.
My core throbs and pulsates, and he inches closer and closer to it. I know I should stop him but, I'm stuck in this trance. This steamy, mind-numbingly pleasant trance. He slips two of his fingers over my nub once, seeing if I'm okay with this. And I make sure he knows that I am.
I lift my leg up a bit, and he straightens up, focusing on what his hand was doing. And what his other hand was doing, which was lifting that same leg up against him, making me undeniably exposed to him. He circles my core with his fingers repeatedly, and I lose control of my moans. I've never let someone do this to me. Until Tobias, until he came into my life.
I wrap my arm around him, and I pull him to me as I put my back up against the wall for support. I look down and I watch him do what he's doing to me but, I finally notice something else. I notice, and see him. And I'm even more overwhelmed than I was when I first touched him through his pants. His uh, package, was pretty big.
I get this sudden urge to grab it so, I do. I wrap my fingers around it, and he stops what he's doing. I get as much of a feel as possible before he gently takes my hand away, and pins it above my head. "We'll focus on me another time. Right now, this is all about you. Like I said the first time. So no more of that, understood? " He asks in my ear, and I roll my eyes. I know he wants me to, he's just being selfless, as always.
What if I wanna do something for him? "Did you just roll your eyes?" He asks me with furrowed eyebrows, and a slightly clenched jaw. His sudden aggressive demeanor made me smile, "I don't know, did I? Or did I not?" I ask him back, testing a theory of mine. I wanna see how far I can push him, with my attitude. I like a dominant man so, let's see if I got one.
He squints his eyes at me, obviously trying to read my own. He let's my leg and arm down, and boxes me in, putting both his hands on the wall behind me. He leans in and gets into my face, "Do it again, I dare you." He says, and I bite my lip. "What'll happen if I do?" I ask, "Be my guest and find out." He says, and I challenge him with my eyes before deciding to roll them again. Next thing I know, I'm being pulled out the shower by my wrist.
I stand and watch as he dry's off, and put's his clothes on. Which consisted of a pair of boxer shorts and comfy pants, "What about my clothes and towel?" I ask, and he shakes his head. "I didn't get you either, and now I'm kinda glad I didn't." - "Why?" I also ask him, "Because," He starts, "I'm not done with you yet." He says, getting in my face again. He lowers to my torso and wraps an arm around me, and picks me up while I'm still wet and naked. I wrap my legs around him, and he carries me out of the bathroom.
He throws me onto the bed, and I bounce a little. He sprawls on top of me, and kisses me from my neck and down. I assume he's gonna stay at my chest but, boy was I wrong. He trails from my chest, down my tummy, to my thighs. He spreads my legs without my permission and continues to kiss and bite.
I gasp at his actions, and watch him kiss closer and closer to my core. But each time, he misses it and moves across to the other thigh. I whimper, grabbing at his bedsheets. He kisses centimeters away from where I want him to and I become frustrated. I huff and pout, and he looks up at me.
"Whatever it is you're doing, I don't appreciate it." I say to him, kinda using his own line on him. "And I didn't appreciate the eye gesture so, I guess were both shit outta luck." He says, before going back to what he was doing. Which was basically torturing me, giving me some but not all. I circle my hips, whining even more as he went. "Please, Tobias. I can't take it anymore." I moan, and he grips my hips and pins me down.
"Yes you can, just a little longer." He says, and I bite my lip as he kisses near but not there, and slides his hands up to my breasts, and fondles. And by now, I'm more than sexually frustrated. I'm sexually agitated. I slip my hands in his hair as he put his hands back on my hips. I try to guide his head a little but, he still continues to miss.
Until finally, he didn't. I gasp aloud as his tongue slithers in-between my legs. He kisses, sucks, and licks at my nub. Sending me to heaven itself. I moan and nearly scream at his actions.
"Oh my god, Tobias." I moan, and he grips me a bit tighter before speeding up the motions of his tongue. I pull at his damp hair, feeling ecstasy flood my bloodstream. I begin to feel this sense of pressure building inside of me. I moan his name again, telling him not to stop, and he doesn't. In fact, he did the exact opposite of stop, and it was then I realized what makes him speed up.
His name. Me saying and moaning his name must do something to him. "Oh Tobias, right there." I moan again, as he hits just the right spot. And he goes absolutely wild, so wild I couldn't even explain it. I roll my hips, moaning loudly, feeling that same pressure growing, creeping up on me.
Until it finally hits me, like a gigantic wave. I arch my back, curl my toes, and tremble as this wave of pleasure surged through me. It felt so good, my body quaked as he kept going. My eyes rolled back and I tried to get out of his grip but, he only tightened it once I tried to run. I moaned as he kept going and going and going until my body fell limp.
I breathe heavily, and watch as he straightens up, and wiped my juices from around his mouth before laying down next to me. Sweating, panting and tired me. "That was amazing." I say out loud, and I watch him smile. But regardless of all that, I notice only one of us has been satisfied. "What about you? I wanna take care of you." I say, scooting up next to him.
He takes my arm and wraps it around him, making me lay my head onto his chest. "Don't worry about me Natalie, just sleep. I know you're tired after that." He says, and I get comfy on him. "Wait," I say, "I was wondering, do you think I can wear my ring now? I miss it, a lot. Almost as much as I missed you." I say, lifting my head a bit. And he smiles, reaching over onto his bedside table. "Only if you promise to never give it back to me again. Yes, we will have fights, and we will argue but, at the end of each day. I want this on your finger, not in my pocket." He says, and I kiss him.
I pull away, "I promise." I say, and he holds it up so he could put it on, and I slide my ring finger into it. I admire it again, before wrapping my arm back around him and laying my head down on his chest. "I love you." I say to him, and he kisses my head. "I love you too," He responds, and I close my eyes. But, just before I fell asleep I hear, "And by the way, don't roll your eyes at me again." He says, and I roll my eyes, before falling asleep.