Unloved (Eric x OC Divergent)

Part XII: The Demons

-Florence-

I take a few steps away from him, kicking off my shoes and unzipping my dress. Then I turn around to face him and drop my dress and petticoat on the floor, stepping out of it to let him see the surprise I had put on for him earlier. I like his reaction, if he were a cartoon character his mouth would have probably dropped to the floor, but I'll settle for the amount of gawking he is doing right now, seemingly glued to the ground. I walk back to him to close his mouth and place a small kiss on it. "It's not polite to stare." I joke, smiling up at him, which makes him finally react the way I wanted.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful." He speaks the words quickly before crashing his lips onto mine and suddenly his hands are everywhere, small groans escape from his mouth as he pulls me against him hard and deepens the kiss more, making me feel just how much he wants me. I jump up instinctively and wrap my legs around him, he carries me to our bed, never breaking our kiss. 

He throws me on the bed roughly and starts taking off his clothes, standing beside the bed, when I decide to sit up and help him. He freezes in place when I touch the button of his pants and calmly undo it, pulling it down in one motion, never breaking eye contact with him. The lust in his eyes is immense as I teasingly place a kiss on the bulge in his boxers, knowing fully well what I'm doing to him, carrying on with the same teasing while running my tongue lightly along the outlines of his hardness. I make  his breath shake and his hands shoot up through my hair, pulling me closer. I continue teasing and kissing until he can't take it anymore. He loudly moans "Fuck, you're making me go crazy!" takes a deep breath and then pushes me down on the bed, kissing me passionately while unclasping my bra and throwing it next to the bed when he has undone it. His kisses are everywhere, on my lips, on my neck, going down to my breasts and eventually he kisses down to my abdomen and lands just above my panties, looking up at me.
"I want to taste you" his voice full of lust and before I can even reply, he kisses down until he is between my legs, peppering kisses on my thighs, making me moan softly and run my fingers through his hair.

He doesn't have the self-control to tease me as I did him and he rips off my panties quite roughly, throwing them to the other side of the room, before he finally lets his tongue run along my folds and then circle around my clit. I moan loudly when he starts licking and sucking more intensely, increasing his tempo more and more until I feel like I am going to scream. I feel he's enjoying this as much as I am, as I hear him moan along with me, getting more intense every second. It doesn't take long before I feel my orgasm build up inside me, making me pull him even closer to me, a sign he quickly catches on to as he increases his pace even more, making me lose control of myself. "You're going to make me come!" I practically yell and immediately feel the release of my orgasm washing over me, making me arch my back and twitch underneath him. He gently waits for me to ride out my orgasm and when I open my eyes again he comes up to me, kissing me roughly and I can taste myself on his lips, which only turns me on more and more. 

I decide to take control and push him onto his back and sit on top of him, guiding him into me as soon as I can, making him groan and close his eyes. When I slowly start moving, he grabs my hips and tries to take over, but I take his hands and push them back to his chest, holding them there. I'm smiling down at him while I slow down my pace to tease him, which makes him let out a frustrated groan, bucking his hips to try and make me go faster, looking at me almost begging.
I enjoy teasing him, but not as much as I enjoy making him feel good, so I increase my pace steadily, much to his pleasure and I hear him moan louder and louder.
Suddenly he sits up and wraps his arms around me, burying his face in the crook of my neck whispering "I want you close to me for this". I continue my pace and feel he is getting closer and closer to his orgasm. His moans increase as does his grip on me, my hands find their way around him and hold him as close as he want to be to me. "Fuck, I'm going to come" he gasps as I increase my pace to send him over the edge. I feel him tense up and tremble underneath me as he comes loudly and hard, releasing himself inside of me. His breaths are fast and I feel his heart pounding inside his chest as I let him come down from his high.

He doesn't let go of me or say anything for a while and I'm perfectly fine with that. Just holding eachother seems to be good enough for now and I run my fingers up and down his back gently, feeling him calm down and regain his strength. "You're amazing" he sighs, pulling back a bit to face me, placing a soft kiss on my lips. "So are you", I smile and kiss him back.
He gently picks me up and lays me down beside him, letting me lay my head on his chest and then puts his arms around me and pulls me close, places a kiss on my head and rests his head there as he has done all the other times we slept in the same bed and I love the feeling it gives me. My hands caress run softly down his sides and abdomen and I place a kiss on his chest before returning my head there. "I love you" he whispers softly, his voice sounds sleepy. 
"I love you too" I whisper back and not soon after I fall asleep in his warm arms.

I'm not sure what time it is when Eric's voice wakes me, at first I don't understand what's going on, but then I realize he is still sleeping, he's sweating profusely and keeps moving around, clenching his fists and uttering some incoherent words every now and then. The dream quickly morphs into a nightmare as his breath becomes faster and his words become more coherent. "No...no....don't", I feel his heart is racing in his chest, his twitching becomes worse as I hear him almost yell now "No!! Please don't!!". I have to wake him up.
I sit up slightly and grab his hand "Eric, wake up" but he doesn't seem to hear me and keeps pleading to something in his nightmare to stop doing something, what the hell is he dreaming about? I shake him slightly and say his name louder this time, still to no avail. He seems to be in pain in his dream as I hear him choke a sob and continue his pleading. This is breaking my heart.
I shake him roughly this time, yelling his name, my voice laced with worry and this time he finally hears me, jolting up instantly and putting his head into his hands, trying to calm himself down.

I sit next to him and softly run my fingers over his arms, trying to comfort him, but he just tenses up more under my touch. His breaths are still fast and I can hear his heart racing, I want nothing more than to calm him down, but I seem to not be able to do at the moment, for reasons completely unknown to me. His face is still in his hands and I feel powerless beside him, searching for a way to get through to him, but touching him seems to only make him more uneasy, so I decide on using words. "Eric, please let me help you" I plead, hoping he will let me back in, but he doesn't reply. "I'm here, I love you, you're safe" I remind him, not being able to resist running my hand over his arm to try to comfort him once more.
When my hand reaches his, he grabs it and quickly puts a kiss on it, then holds it between his and rests his head against it. Finally. I feel a sigh of relief leave my lips when he lets me back in, even if it's just this little bit. 

I let my other hand softly run through his hair and down his back, hoping he will let me comfort him more, and he does. The grip on my hand softens and he pulls me into his lap, burying his face against me, letting out a quiet sob. I feel his body shake as he lets out the emotions he built up, having to go through the nightmare he just did. "It's OK, I'm here, I love you", I repeat whispering into his ear, the words calm him down and I feel his shaking calm and his sobs die down. Now he's just quiet in my arms, while I'm softly caressing his back with my fingers, mindlessly tracing patterns, if he needs me to, I'll stay like this forever. 

"I'm not ready to talk about it" his voice sounds shaken and I feel his hand grabbing hold of me tighter as if he was afraid I'd leave. "That's OK love, you don't have to, I'm not going anywhere." I reassure him. "Thank you baby" he sounds relieved and runs his hand over my hair while kissing my forehead. He lays us back down on the bed and we assume our sleeping position, his hands pulling me closer to him than I thought was possible, his head resting on top of mine as he lets out a deep breath. 

"I"ll keep you safe." I whisper to him, he kisses my forehead lovingly in response.
"I know you will." He whispers back, resting his head back on mine as we try to fall back to sleep.