#YO CAN YOU BELIEVE I FREEHANDED THESE HANDS???

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Can I squeeze tiny vampire man in a loving way

Did you say loving?

I thought you said emotionally devastating

My bad.

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A lil sneak peak at a comic/tiktok I've been working on

I think I like the creepy lil blackened hands for Aedes.

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My First Kiss at the Public Execution - 7

PART 1 - PART 2 - PART 3 - PART 4 - PART 5 - PART 6 - PART 8 - PART 9 - PART 10 - PART 11

a/n: today was shitty and i could use something good, so im hoping you enjoy the smut i’ve written and it makes your day better

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Warning: NSFW yo, this is mostly smut so i hope you enjoy reading it as much as i did writing it

Eric X OFC // Divergent Trilogy

word count: 4,045

i've been searching for so long for someone to i've been searching for so long for something, too

Looking around The Pit, I wondered how I let myself be dragged to this. I fiddled with the zipper to the jacket as I sat on a folding chair pulled close to Eric's, his arm resting across the back of my seat as he talked to everyone but me. Looking down at my chest I studied the name patch on the front of the jacket, E. Coulter. Once we had stepped outside the compound to leave he noticed me shiver and insisted I take his coat, throwing it over my shoulders regardless of my response. I slipped my arms into the sleeves without complaint, though I didn't need the extra layer. I found myself shaking at the thought of him forcing me to go to another execution. With every step I took I feared who I may see killed this time.

While I was relieved that it was a pair of factionless men I'd never known before, I was still unable to relax while watching them be hanged. Afterwards Eric spent time visiting with leaders from the other factions as the crowds dispersed, everyone leaving to celebrate at their respective compounds. When he was ready to head out, Eric walked over, placing his hand on the center of my back. He ran his palm along my spine until it came to rest on the nape of my neck with his fingers curling across my shoulders. I could feel the pressure of his hand through the thick jacket material, guiding me back to Dauntless. I hadn't spoken once all night, not since greeting him in The Pit.

Now I sat next to him idly sipping at my drink as he prattled on with his peers. I had seen the three men he was talking to around the compound before but didn't know their names, and Eric hadn't bothered to introduce us. The little bits of their conversations I caught over the loud music seem to be mostly boasting with posterized stories. They didn't get into detail, I suspected, so that the others wouldn't challenge the believability of what they said. That or they didn't care enough about each other to take the time to elaborate. I barely paid attention to them, watching the crowd instead.

I moved, shifting in my seat to stand as Eric snapped to look at me, "Where're you going?" he questioned, ignoring the epic evening his friend was currently retelling.

"Just to get another drink," I shrugged, holding up my empty cup for him to see, "I'll be back in a minute," I added with a wave before sliding my freehand into the jacket pocket. I shouldered my way through the crowd up to the counter. Normally during lunch you could get a quick snack here but tonight it was strictly drinks only. I stood, holding a place at the bar, patiently waiting for the bartender.

I felt a hand come to rest on my bicep just as I made eye contact with the woman across the counter. I looked quickly, jerking my head over my shoulder to find Rachel behind me.

"What do you want?" I could hear the bartender say, yelling over the music.

I stuttered for a moment, turning back and handing her my empty plastic cup, "Vodka tonic," I finally replied, "On Eric's tab," I added at before she left. Once she was busy making the drinks I spun around.

"I've been looking for you everywhere," Rachel exclaimed reaching to wrap her arms around my shoulders, but I did not return the action, "I've missed you," she said, smiling as I stood still.

"What's up?" she finally asked, catching on to my cold demeanor, "What's wrong?"

"If you missed me so much, why'd you have me decommissioned from working out on the fence?" I snapped a little more harshly than I intended, but I was slightly influenced by the alcohol already in my system.

"What are you talking about?" Rachel asked with a bewildered expression.

"Oh, come on," I scoffed, "I saw the request you wrote asking for someone, anyone other than me," I explained, "Eric showed me." The moment I said his name her face dropped, switching instantly from confused to exasperated.

"You're going to believe something he told you without double checking?" she questioned, raising her eyebrows at me, "You don't think he would go and create a fake report to keep you away from me and all to himself? Because I can promise that I never wrote anything but praise for you in my log notes." Maybe I was a little drunk but she seemed to make sense. The gears in my mind clicked as they moved, slowly accepting the details and implications of her statements. My eyes drifted across the room to Eric's seat but it was empty.

I spotted him starting to edge his way through the crowd towards me. Without thought I grabbed Rachel's hand and ran as fast as I could to the west hallway, away from the party.

Slamming the door to my apartment shut, I spun around to Rachel. I quickly reached out resting my palms along her jaw bone, pulling her close to me as I captured her lips with mine. She responded immediately, sliding her hands around my center while returning the kiss and taking a step backwards. I followed, glued to her as I slid my fingers into her hair. I kissed and pulled at her lips as we stumbled, too interested in each other to notice the furniture. We eventually found our way onto the mattress without breaking the kiss.

Pulling away, I shrugged off the coat while hovering above Rachel, her fingers tugging at the lapel, urging it away. She sat up as I shifted to kneel beside her. We kissed as my palms rested on her shoulder and she reached behind me to undo my zipper. I was wearing the dress she had given me, it being the only garment I own besides my uniform. Eric had complimented me in it when I first saw him, then he promptly offered me his jacket to wear. I let the anger inside me from the realization of his intentions spurn my actions as I sucked at Rachel's neck and moved to take her shirt off. The straps of my dress hung loose, slowly moving down my arms as she and I worked in tandem to remove her pants. I shifted my hips and lifted my knees, kicking my dress to the floor before diving forward, pushing Rachel against the mattress.

I indulged in the feeling of her soft flesh as I slid my hand underneath her bra. Her nipple was hard against my palm as I left open mouth kisses on her sternum. She moaned and shifted, arching her back as she reached underneath to undo the fastener. With a casual flick she discarded the undergarment and I was captivated. I leaned forward, placing my mouth over her nipple as she gripped at my hair. I spun my tongue around the hard bead of her breast, relishing in the sound my actions incited.

I pulled harder at her nipple, encouraged by her moans as I let my free hand slide across her stomach. Her skin felt like velvet under my fingers and I savored the feeling of her warmth under my hand as my fingertips dipped past the waistband to her panties. I ran my fingers through her center, roaming within her lips for the familiar bud. I knew I found it by the hitch in her breathing, and continued to moved my finger back and forth as she gripped my hair and I left a wet trail of kisses up her neck.

Our mouths met in an excited frenzy as I finally moved my finger within her. She groaned into my mouth at the sensation and I could feel her grin as I rubbed my thumb across her clit. I shifted my hand as I let my kisses drift to her jaw bone. I revelled in the noises Rachel made as I moved my hand back and forth, balancing my thumb on her bud of nerves. I was enthralled as I nipped at the various part of her skin, watching her reaction to the simple movements of my hand and knowing that it was me who put her in this state of unrest.

"Oh-," Rachel choked out as she reached up grabbing my shoulders and pushing me away. We shifted so that she had me pinned to the mattress. Leaning forward she captured my lips in a heated kiss. A warmth inside me grew with every small touch. Pulling away she held my gaze through hooded eyelids as she trailed her lips across my stomach. I shivered at the contact before she laced her fingers around the hem of my panties and slid the cotton fabric down my legs.

With an absent toss, Rachel discarded my underwear somewhere on the other side of the room. I laid across the matress, looking down my middle at her as she knelt next to the side of the bed. Pushing my legs further apart she trailed her nose along the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. Briefly, she made eye contact before diving forward, kissing my clit. I jerked, unused to the feeling but quickly began to relax as she used her tongue, making slow licks along my center. I moaned, reaching for her head as I clamped my eyes shut and rolled my hips in sync with her ministrations.

Rachel grasped my hips, holding me still against the mattress as she twirled her tongue, stoking the fire inside of me. I bit at my knuckle trying to stifle my response as she brought me closer to the edge. I finally hit my peak as she continued, nearly screaming as she teased my clit. I pushed at her head, urging her back as I shook from my orgasm.

"You enjoy that?" Rachel asked as she climbed forward kissing along my stomach, though I was sure she knew I was in no state to respond. I nodded as I gathered my breath and she hovered above me, wiping at her mouth. I reached up, idly sliding my fingers around her neck to bring her close. I kissed her slowly, taking pleasure in her soft lips as I wrapped my other arm around her waist pulling her to me. I could feel the warmth of her body pressed against mine as she buried her fingers in my hair and sucked on my bottom lip. I let my tongue lazily wrestle with hers as she shifted, laying on her side and gently raking her nails down my back. Shivering at her touch, I moved closer, skimming my fingers along the curve of her hips. Moving my hand up her sides, I brushed my thumb across the black ink above her breast, bridging between her shoulders. I could feel the tears welling in my eyes as I watched her smiling at me, sharing my mattress. I rubbed my thumb around the piercing in her cheek as a tear finally broke and rolled down mine.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong," Rachel was quick to respond, wiping gently at the stray tear drop.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about someone," I mumbled, shaking my head and looking away, "but she's gone now so I should move on," I said more to myself than to her.

"What happened?" Rachel asked in a quiet voice, stroking the pad of her thumb gently across my cheek, raising my chin so our eyes met.

"She-she was killed," I murmured under my breath, fighting back a sob as her expression softened. Rachel shifted, resting her right arm under her head as her left hand continued to gently pet my hair.

"Shh," she cooed, giving me a soft smile, "I know how you feel, I've lost loved ones, too," I felt a warmth blooming within my chest at her words, excited that she may have understood. "It's the unfortunate byproduct of being a solider, our friends die in battle," she continued, "But they're fighting for a good cause." Suddenly, my heart dropped into the pit of my stomach, realizing what she meant, "When all of this is over, when all the factionless and divergent are gone for good, there will be no more fighting and your friend, her death won't have been in vain." I swallowed hard as I stared at Rachel barely able to respond. I felt more like sobbing now than I had before.

"Ok," I choked out, shifting to roll over so I faced away from her. She inched closer wrapping an arm around my middle. I stiffened slightly as I felt her skin brush against my back, but eventually I was able to relax enough that I somehow drifted off to sleep.

The next day I looked forward to spending my time alone in Fort Manila. I didn't want to talk to anyone, I just wanted to focus on the mindless task of reorganization, but Eric had other plans. I was to accompany him to Candor for a testimonial hearing. We rode along in the truck with some of Eric's peers I recognized from the after party. They were heading to the fence and offered to drop us off along the way.

Once at Candor, Eric moved forward into the compound without a word. I followed him through the maze of black and white hallways, further into the main building. My eyes strained at the contrast of the decor, it was like walking through an optical illusion. When we finally came to what looked like a lobby Eric abruptly stopped, turning on his heel to face me.

"I'm going to witness a testimony and interrogation. You do not have the clearance to join me," he stated as he lifted his arm to point at a white couch across the room, "Sit there and wait."

"You dragged me across the city to make me sit around and do nothing?" I questioned, speaking out of turn.

"You'll sit there and wait for me," he reiterated. I could see the tension in his jaw and decided against challenging him further, especially now that we in front of people from other factions. "I won't be long," he said as I crossed the room to the pale loveseat.

I sat there waiting for hours with nothing to do. I was bored out of my mind, only able to ruminate about how much I wished I wasn't here. By the time Eric exited the office I was fuming. I didn't respond to him, walking in silence as he lead the way out of the compound.

The gravel crunched under Eric's boots as he began to run beside the tracks once he first spotted the headlights of the oncoming train. I trailed behind him, trying to keep up with his long legs as the train surged past us. Without hesitation Eric reached out, grabbing the handrail near the door and pulling himself onto the car in a single fluid motion.

I pumped my legs once he was out of the way, moving forward and grabbing the railing when I was close enough. I kicked a leg up, hooking my foot into the doorway when Eric's hand reached out. He grabbed my upper arm and with a hard jerk, pulled me inside.

"I know how to get on a train just fine, thanks," I spat at him, wrenching my arm from his grip and moving away.

"Just seemed like you were struggling," he replied with a shrug.

"I wasn't," I stated before turning my back to watch the night sky and the city lights through the open door. I crossed my arms as I tried to ignore Eric. His annoyance was palpable in the air but I didn't care. I jumped as his slid his hands along my hips from behind.

"It's a long ride back to Dauntless," he whispered in my ear before I used my elbow to push him away, walking to the other side of the cabin, standing with my back to the wall so he couldn't sneak up on me again.

"So what?" he asked with a huff, "You're mad at me now?"

"You lied to me," I declared, giving him the coldest stare I could muster.

"Took you long enough to figure that out," he teased as he strode towards me, the corner of his mouth quirking up.

"Why did you lie?" I challenged, crossing my arms tighter the closer he came.

"Because I can," he replied with a shrug, "Because I like having you in my office."

"You had me fooled," I scoffed as I rolled my eyes, "You barely even acknowledge that I'm there."

"Because you said you were mine," his voice dropped an octave as he placed his hand flat on the wall next to my head, leaning in.

"I wasn't thinking clearly when I said that," I turned my head away, blushing as I avoided eye contact. I tried to ignore the way my stomach flipped at just the sound of him.

"I like it when you don't think clearly," Eric mused as he reached to rub his thumb across my jawline before curling his fingers behind my neck, weaving them through the roots of my hair. He leaned in closer, moving his face besides mine as he traced his nose along the edge of my ear. I shivered at the contact, trying to maintain my will against him as his other hand drifted to my hip, teasing at the hem of my shirt. I rested my palms on his shoulders, taking a deep breath and trying to avoid the subconscious moan escaping in response to his attention.

"Don't think," he whispered into my ear and I felt my resolve crumble. I turned my head towards him, capturing his lips with mine as my arms snaked around his shoulders. I could feel his hand moving up my side, sliding underneath the cotton of my shirt, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. It felt like my body was moving autonomously as I leaned into him, whining while his thumb teasingly rubbed at the flesh just under my bra. I reached up raking my nails across the buzzed hair on the back of his scalp as his hand dropped. He was quick to undo the buttons of my pants, eager to let his fingers dive between my legs.

I unconsciously rolled my hips into his touch the moment I felt his fingers ghost past my clit. Without hesitation he slid a single digit into me, curling it as he moved his hand back and forth. Our tongues wrestled as he pumped his hand, my hips rocking in tune with his thrusts. Breaking away, I gasped when he inserted another finger. I almost resented how quickly my body responded to him. Once he touched me, I couldn't get away and I couldn't get enough. He bit my neck as I clenched my eyes shut, pawing at his shoulders in response.

I could feel the rumble of his growl through his chest as he pressed himself against me, nipping at the skin over my aorta. I shifted, pushing myself along his torso while he continued to tease me with his fingers. There was a voice in the back of my head telling me to stop but it was barely a whisper compared to the voice insisting that I continue. I tugged at the ends of Erics hair prompting him to raise his head so our mouths could meet. He bit at my bottom lip and my breathing hitched when a third finger slid within me. I lifted my leg, linking it around his thigh as I whined in response to his hand. He continued without pause and I soon found myself relaxing into his motions. I dug my nails into his skin, moving with the rhythm he had established while pinned between him and the cold metal of the wall. Once I let out a moan, he stopped, pulling his hand away.

Instead Eric lifted his hand, curling his fingers around the waistband of my pants and underwear before pushing them down. I shivered at the cold air tickling the newly exposed skin of my bottom. I was barely aware of what Eric was doing as he twisted my hips, forcing me to turn around, to face the wall. Passively, I looked back over my shoulder to see him undoing the fly to his jeans, unearthing his erection. He leaned forward, pushing my chest against the cold metal of the cabin wall as he pulled my hips back with one hand. I could feel his breath hot against my neck as he tauntingly rubbed the head of his dick between my folds. I whimpered at the contact, slightly eager to feel him inside of me as he moved forward pressing himself into my center. I hissed at the pain but he continued slowly inching his way within me while reaching forward to massage my clit with his fingers.

"Ow-," I whined before he cut me off, taking my lips with his, he stalled for a moment letting me adjust to the intrusion before slowly pulling back. He continued in this pattern taking his time as he alternated between directions. I gasped at the sensation barely registering the way he kneaded my breast or kissed the nape of my neck. I tried to reach behind myself, to grab at him, but the angle was so awkward I couldn't hold on. I resigned to bracing myself against the wall as he picked up the pace, thrusting harder than before, his fingers tightening around my hips.

"Just like that," Eric groaned, his voice low and husky, encouraging me as I pushed back against him. The sound of skin slapping echoed off the metal sheeting that lined the train cabin every time we moved together. His panting breaths tickled my spine, fueling the mounting pressure within me. The train car rattled and shook, speeding over the rails, the gnashing of the metal wheels drowning out the sounds we made.

Eric leaned forward, pressing his chest against my back, his hand coming to rest on the wall over mine, supporting his weight. The momentum of his hips faltered as he hissed half formed words in my ear. I rocked with him, trying to find my release before he reached down to tease my clit. I gasped as the tension within me broke at his touch. My body shuddered as my orgasm washed over me, pulsing outwards from my core. My legs wavered, unable to support my form any longer, forcing Eric to hold me in place while he continued to move his hips.

With a hard roll of his hips, Eric wrapped his arms around my torso and pushed me flat against the wall. I could feel his body shake as he halted, holding me tight against him while he came, releasing inside of me. His heavy breaths brushed the skin of my ear as I turned my head to the side.

Gazing at him from the corner of my eye, I watched his expression as he returned my stare, his pupils completely blown. He shifted his chin, biting my bottom lip while keeping me pinned between his body and the wall. Reaching up, I ran my fingers across his short hair on the back of his head as I brought his face closer, deepening the kiss.

The cold air rushed to fill the space between us once Eric finally pulled back, withdrawing himself from inside of me. I shuddered at the loss, already missing the way he felt when pressed against my back. He quickly tugged at my underwear and the waistband of my jeans before shifting his attention to his own slacks. I turned around, leaning back against the wall as I buttoned my pants, watching him do the same. Eric smirked as he noticed my eyes on him before leaning in for another small kiss.

"We're almost back at Dauntless," he stated once he pulled back, "You sure you can walk?"

"I think I can manage," I replied, rolling my eyes.

PART 1 - PART 2 - PART 3 - PART 4 - PART 5 - PART 6 - PART 8 - PART 9 - PART 10 - PART 11

the lyrics at the beginning are from This Apparatus Must Be Unearthed by The Mars Volta