[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]

He wants her too. And she can feel it as he nestles between her legs. The kisses change, then, grow deeper, more breathless.

[priordivergence]

I can feel his want. That pressure, the growing hardness that I feel, used to frighten me. Now I welcome it.

[silenttrainbaby]

Even as they kiss and touch, Grey can feel his hips rock, can feel how they can and will move together.

After who knows how many moments, he reaches over for the box, pulling out a small square package.

[priordivergence]

I nod, beckoning him closer with a kiss, letting him know how much I crave his touch as well. After my fear earlier with the knife, this is a balm and a relief.

[silenttrainbaby]

He never meant to scare her, truly. It was just how he'd grown up on the train. Risk for potential reward.

Even as he rips open the packet, he moves to kiss her again, softly, sweetly.

[priordivergence]

As he kisses me, I twist away a little, casting off what little clothing I've got left and then urging him closer.

[silenttrainbaby]

Holding one of her hands, Grey takes his time to kiss her all over: shoulders, breasts, hips, even knees and elbows.

[priordivergence]

They tickle and I can't help laughing, tracing my fingertips over the shape of him again and again. I tease a little, the way he's teasing me, catching at one of his nipples and watching his face.

[silenttrainbaby]

His breath catches and Grey arches his back; that feels as if it's sending tingles right between his legs.

[priordivergence]

His reaction, the way he arches to it, is gratifying and I can't help grazing my nails down his chest. I can tease him too.

[silenttrainbaby]

Grey shudders at that, his eyes dark on hers. He knows she can feel the jerk of his erection against her thigh.

[priordivergence]

I can and I nod to him. We both want this, can feel it across our skins. I kiss him again, enjoying the hunger in his look.

[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.