[Greytris AU]

[priordivergence]

I'm standing there in my kitchen, trying to remind Grey of the drinks we've left cooling on the counter, but I can't quite fish out the words as he reaches up and touches my jaw. For long, painful seconds, all I can think of is the last person who cradled me like this, who watched my face with quiet understanding. I miss Tobias. I miss Christina and Uriah and knowing who I was. Maybe it had been an illusion of understanding, but it had been something.

I stare at Grey now, feeling like I'm on the precipice of something dangerous.

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[silenttrainbaby]

Sitting back on his haunches, Grey rips open the packet and pulls out the latex disk. His gaze flicks to Tris's and he very nearly smiles. The moment of truth.

[priordivergence]

I laugh gently, smiling at him and nodding. "First try," I say.

[silenttrainbaby]

First try.

Grey carefully unrolls the latex, pulling it down himself.

It still feels strange, but at least he doesn't break it.

That's when he can crawl over her again and kiss her.

[priordivergence]

I touch him, just a little, the barest circling of my fingers around him before I lean into the kiss. I'm ready.

[silenttrainbaby]

It's just enough to make Grey shiver.

He leans forward, guiding himself to where she is so warm, so wet. Yes. Even through the latex, he can feel her.

[priordivergence]

I breathe in deep, accepting the pressure that means Grey and I are connected, holding onto him, welcoming him into me.

[silenttrainbaby]

Slowly, he pushes inside, not stopping until his hips rest against her.

Another shudder and he leans down, eyes on hers before he kisses her.

[priordivergence]

It isn't the first time we've done this, but it's still new to me. Powerful. The warmth of his kiss shoots through me, right down to where I can feel him inside me.

[silenttrainbaby]

Reaching a hand down, he urges her legs around his hips; it enhances the connection. He starts to move, just as slowly as he pushed in, letting both of them feel each inch of the push and drag.

[priordivergence]

I nod, gripping his hips tightly so that it will leave little marks in his skin but not enough to really hurt him. I value marks, I understand that now. Bruises, tattoos, the little crescents of my nails on Grey's skin. They all have meaning.

[silenttrainbaby]

They do. Soon, Grey will get another tattoo: Tris's name. Now, though, the bite of her touch, even dull, urges him deeper, his hips snapping just that little bit.

[priordivergence]

The change is sudden, but pleasurable, and I scrape my nails up his back in encouragement. Yes. Keep going.

[silenttrainbaby]

Another gasp, another thrust of Grey's hips. The bed even squeaks a little and everything involved in this feels good.

[priordivergence]

What noises I can provoke from him are always a treat. I feel the bed shake under us and I laugh a little, taking joy in this.

[silenttrainbaby]

This is joy, yes. Safety, warmth, desire and happiness.

Pulling her leg up higher on his hip, Grey keeps moving, a little harder, yes, a little faster, his forehead against hers.

[priordivergence]

I close my eyes, nodding against his forehead. Yes.

"Keep going. Please."

[silenttrainbaby]

So urged, Grey moves. Faster now, harder (but not too hard, never that). He gasps, his cheek against Tris's; he's losing himself in this. In her.

[priordivergence]

I can feel the change, read how he's losing himself in this. In me. I never thought of myself of particularly alluring, but when his eyes lock on me and my own hips jerk, I feel like the most beautiful person in the city.

[silenttrainbaby]

She is the most beautiful girl. To Grey, she is perfect.

He lets her see the pleasure on his face, the need and want.

[priordivergence]

I smile up at him and pull him down for a kiss. Shifting my hips lets me rub against him, chokes me up with sensation. I need him.

[silenttrainbaby]

There are the tiniest sounds lost in the kiss, mewls, gasps. Grey won't last long now; he can't. It feels too good.

[priordivergence]

I know he won't. I can see the changes in his expression that precede it and I kiss him again, moving against him, for more of the friction that sends sparks through me and makes me ache.

[silenttrainbaby]

What it means that Grey can make these small noises here but he can't speak doesn't make much sense and honestly, Grey thinks nothing of it. He's too lost, now in the sensation, managing - just - to get a hand down there, to rub at the place where they meet. He doesn't want Tris to be alone. He doesn't want to be alone, not here, not like this.

[priordivergence]

I wonder if he knows how good it feels, the tremors inside me that force me up for a kiss. Orgasm pushes me just to the edge of too much, but not enough to back me away.

[silenttrainbaby]

When she clenches around him, Grey comes with a gasp, hips slapping jerkily against hers, filling the latex that separates them.