A Little Treat - Part 2
Some of my readers asked me for a part 2 of this, so I decided to do it. I hope you like it.
Prompt: In your first day at Dauntless you got a little drunk at a party and ended up in a certain leader’s bed…
Four took your class to the training room, and all the way there, all you could think about was how could you be so reckless and stupid? The guy was not only your trainer, but he was a Dauntless leader. What the fuck had you gotten yourself into? Of course, he was hot as hell and awesome in bed, but still, no, was a big fat NO.
In the training room, Four placed all of you in front of punching bags, and ordered everyone to begin. You started to punch yours, ignoring the pounding in your head. Four paused by you briefly, adjusting your stance, then moving on to help the other initiates. You kept punching your bag but you couldn’t stop thinking about how much trouble you were about to be in. Lost in your own thoughts, you jumped when you felt cold hands on your hips.
Eric was pretending to fix your stance, but you knew it was right because Four had helped you less than 5 minutes ago. He tightened his grip on you, and whispered in your ear, low enough for only you to hear.
“Why didn’t you mention you were an initiate?“
“Why didn’t you mention you were a leader?” You asked back.
“I don’t need to explain myself, you do. You don’t look like an initiate.” He snapped measuring you up and down, mostly focusing on your well developed breasts and voluptuous butt.
“What can I say, I grew up quick,” You answered, but this time, blushing, with a bit of fear.
Eric cocked his head, noticing the girl next to you paying attention to your conversation. He then looked at you and barked his words.
“Initiate five laps, now.”
“What?” You asked confused, as ever.
“FIVE LAPS. RUN. NOW,” he yelled at you.
You nodded, and just as you were about to start running, he grabbed your arm hard.
“This conversation is not over. Now go,” he hissed.
As you ran, you started thinking how confusing this all was. After last night, you felt like maybe you didn’t belong in Dauntless. As much as you were attracted to Eric, it was clear he wasn’t going to make this easy on you after what happened on your first night here. He was thinking you kept things from him, especially about being an initiate, and the truth was you don’t even know how you ended up in his bed. You knew you messed up, and his hard looks towards you were showing you that he was pissed at you. At least that’s what you thought.
By the time you finished your laps, Eric was gone. The rest of the day flew by, with Four leading you from activity to activity. After being dismissed from training, you went to have dinner with Felicity and Michael. The three of you were laughing and having a good time, making you forget about the day. Once you were done with dinner, you went straight to the dorms and laid down on your cot, hoping to sleep. It was not even closer to Eric’s bed and you missed his arms around you while you tried to sleep.
In the morning, you were woken up by the loud banging of metal on metal.
You opened your eyes to find Four standing there, banging a pipe against the stair rail. You forced yourself up and out of bed, your head still foggy from the lack of sleep.
During the first part of your training, Eric was nowhere to be seen. But he showed up later to arrange the first fights. He called out your name, then the name of the girl who had been beside you on the bags yesterday. You had noticed her giggling at Eric, smiling and swaying her hips when she thought he was looking. She hadn’t realized he never seemed to notice her.
Of course, he paired you to fight against her.
When you were approaching the ring, he reached out for you, grabbing your arm.
“Win this one.” It was all he said before letting you go.
You stepped into the ring, preparing to fight, and she threw the first punch. You dodged it easily, and punched her in the stomach before she could try again. She looked at you angrily, her eyes flashing with annoyance.
“Just because you’re sleeping with our instructor doesn’t mean I have to go easy on you,” she said, quiet enough so only you to hear.
She tried to punch you again, but all she got was a scrape against your cheek. You were fuming now. Who was she to tell you that? Did she see you with Eric the other night? You were confused by her words, but you didn’t let them bother you. You managed to trip her, and she hit the mat with a loud thud. You took the opportunity and straddled her, then punched her hard, twice in the face and she was done.
Four congratulated you and you went to the bench to wait for your friends. You thought you saw Eric making an amused face toward you, but maybe you were wrong. He didn’t seem like the type to show emotions.
Judging from his silence, it was clear you were getting nothing from him, not even an ounce of praise. Right now, he wouldn’t talk to you, nor would he even look at you. But you caught him glancing your way a few times, always turning away quickly.
After dinner, your friends were staying at The Pit to hang out, but you decided to go back to the dorms. When you were almost there, you felt someone grabbing your arm and pulling you into a dark hallway.
“Did you tell anyone about what happened on your first night here?” he asked you.
“No, but I think Chelsea knows. She made a comment about it before our fight today,” you answered.
“She doesn’t. She’s guessing.” He paused for a second, holding your stare. “No one can know about what happened, ok? It’s against Dauntless rules. You can become factionless if anyone finds out.”
“Can you get in trouble because of this?” You asked him.
“I can lose my job, but Max won’t do it. He needs me. I’m more concerned about you.” he answered tightly.
Your heart sunk. You didn’t want to be kicked out, and you certainly didn’t want to be factionless, all because of one mistake.
“I’m so sorry Eric, I didn’t know, I…”
He didn’t let you finish.
“It’s not your fault, just don’t tell anyone,” He warned you. He squeezed your arm one final time, then stalked away.
After that day, he did a very good job ignoring you. You were focused on your training and were improving quickly, thanks to Four’s help. You were strong and fast and completely focused on succeeding on your training.
Your shooting skills weren’t the best, though. You and your class were up on the roof, practicing shooting at yellow targets on the wall, and you didn’t hit the target once. You were feeling frustrated while Four and Eric observed from a distance. You were still struggling when you heard the heavy footsteps of someone approaching.
“You suck at this, initiate,” Eric said.
You wanted to talk back to him, but a flashback of his raspy tongue on your belly came to your mind, and a shiver ran down your spine making you shake a little.
“I could use some help,” you managed to say.
He came closer to you, purposely making your back collide to his chest. You felt every single hair on your body rise up and you were sure he felt the tension coming from you.
“Just relax your arms and aim. I’ll tell you when to shoot.” He calmly said in your ear, making you lose any concentration you had. It was obvious he knew what he was doing to you.
He took hold of your hands on the gun, making sure you stayed still before he told you to shoot. You did as he said, and to your surprise, you hit the center of the target. You were about to thank him when he whispered in your ear.
“When initiation is over I can help you release all this tension in your body.”
And he then left.
You couldn’t focus anymore, and for the rest of the day, all you could think about was Eric. The feeling of his hands on you and his breath on your neck replayed over and over again. You were losing your mind and you couldn’t if you wanted to pass initiation. You tried to force the thoughts away, and after the day was over, you ran straight to the dorms and took a cold shower.
You were trying your best to avoid Eric, including every single thought about him, but it wasn’t easy. The guy was a wall of muscles, big enough to be noticed even from a distance, and he was gorgeous enough that you just couldn’t stop thinking about him. But you decided to give it a try.
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