I’m Always In Control
Request: hi if you write smut, can you write one where the reader is slightly scared of Eric because he is always mean and teasing her, but then one day, he starts to tease her sexually like fingering her under the table and him being in control. Thanks you.
I don’t write smut. Yet. But I tried my best.
Word count: 516
“You need to do better than that, initiate.” Eric barks from somewhere behind you as you fail with the damn knives.
“Sorry.” You whisper.
“Did you just say ‘sorry’?” He laughs, getting closer, his breath now on your neck. “You’re too soft.”
“Maybe.” You wanted to be sarcastic or something, but Eric scares the hell out of you. He could throw you off the Abyss or something like that, then you rather keep your mouth shut.
“Meet me here after dinner and don’t you dare to be late.”
“Why?” You ask, turning to face him. No way you’ll meet him alone tonight.
“No more questions. You better be here, initiate.”
After dinner, you walk slowly to the training room. What the hell Eric wants with you? With shaking hands you enter the training room, finding Eric throwing those stupid knives. He never misses. You stand there for a while, staring at the man. He’s very handsome, tall and muscular.
You jump a little, obeying him immediately. Eric gives you some space, so you can aim.
“The position is correct. Why do you keep missing? ” His hands touch your waist, pulling your body closer to his. You let the knife slip, falling to the ground.
“What are you doing?”
“I’ll give you a reward if you hit the target.” Eric’s hands slid down your back until his grabbing your ass.
“Stop it. Are you mad?” You raise your eyebrows, but don’t move away from him. It’s good to feel his hands on you, now he’s not so scaring.
“Fuck you.” You mutter and take another knife, aiming and throwing it. Unfortunately, you hit the left hand of it. “So sad, I missed it again.”
“You’re not trying hard enough.” Eric squeezes you again and you can feel his erection. Smiling a little, you push him away, leaving the training room.
“I recognize a virgin when I see one.”
“If you want me you’ll have to do better than this.”
“Tell me why Eric is coming this way, would you?” John whispers before Eric push him to the side, sitting beside you.
“Excuse me, I was talking to my friend.”
“I’ll have my breakfast.”
You raise your eyebrows at him, exchanging looks with John. Giving up, you drink your water, trying not to punch Eric for being such an ass. Then you freeze. Eric’s hand squeeze your left thigh. You jump a little, but try not to look like a freak in front of your friends.
“What are you doing?” You mutter, pushing his hand away.
“Just enjoy it, cupcake.”
“Not here!” You push his hand away again, staring at those icy eyes.
“Whenever I want.”
“No, cupcake. You have to understand that I’m always in control.” Eric smirks, sending shivers down your spine.
You would slap him or something, but somehow his words make you horny. For an ex Abnegation, you should blush and run away from this kind of relationship, but you do want to have him.
“Fine.” You give up, gladly allowing him to caress your thigh again.
“Right answer, cupcake.”