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lunaschild2016 · 7 years

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How Do You Want It - Part 1

Rating: M (Smut, Violence, Language)

WARNING: This is pretty much just straight smut!

They were playing a delicious game of Cat and Mouse until a prank ups the stakes in a way that neither had imagined but both craved. The wait has been such sweet torture but how much longer can they play this game before they give in? Eric/OC M AU (Smut, Lemon and fluff)

Inspired by: Bebe Rexha ‘I Got You’, 2Pac ‘How Do You Want It’, Boy Epic ‘Dirty Mind’

A/N: You can thank a night of listening to old school music and drinking with a friend for this gem. The title should say it all…love me some Tupac.

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Part 1

He was bored sitting in the big conference room around the big wooden table. The meeting was one of many that he was forced to attend about the upcoming training, status of security, patrols and same old shit different day kind of things. He had become the master of looking like he was engaged and riveted but really his mind was wondering to a million other things.

He lost that boredom pretty quickly when something caught his eye. No, not something.

Someone.

Her.

Cass Eaton, twin sister to his nemesis and oddly enough the one that leadership had taken on as a leader in training at the same time as him. Not that it surprised him too much, she had been ranked third under him. Four had turned down his spot and it went to her next.

She was so unlike her brother though it really was a wonder to him that they had shared the same womb. She was a fucking mystery to him and had been since their initiation together. It seemed at times his favorite thing to do was watch her. He couldn’t get enough of it.

Right now she had his full attention and had him wondering what the hell was wrong with her. A faint sheen of perspiration dotted her forehead, her skin was slightly flushed and her breathing was picking up. He knew all of this because she was right beside him. Close enough that he could hear her breathing coming out in pant and gasps.

He might think she was feeling sick or something like that if it weren’t for the one thing she was doing that hinted at something else altogether….her rubbing her thighs together and pressing them like she was trying to prevent herself from getting off. Or she was trying to get herself off.

As soon as that thought hit him he felt the waves of heat coming from her but also start to build in him. He had wanted her bad from the moment he saw her. Part of it had been just to piss her stiff brother off but that desire quickly went away and it had been all about her.

He never went there though because something had started to happen between them that he found he had enjoyed so much more than just seeking out some release and then moving on.

Early on in initiation he found out just how different she was than her brother. She was a bit of a wild one.

While their mutual past, which had him wanting to tear her fuck of a father’s spine out just at the thought of it and him doing that to her, had made Four brooding and a loner. In Cass it had made her vibrant, rebellious, fearless and sensual as fuck.

She made friends fast and hard, becoming a favorite of the other initiates, senior members and charmed the hell out of Leaders. She wasn’t afraid to dress the part of a Dauntless but she also wasn’t vulgar about it. She hadn’t been the strongest in the fighting but she was fast and fierce. She had dominated in the weapons though right alongside Eric and Four. Then came the fear sims. Four had less fears but she wasn’t that far behind. In fact she had the exact same amount as Eric had. Seven fears. She also came in just seconds after Eric.

He had always wondered about that because when she got out Four and her had a huge fight. His attitude and hers suggested that maybe she could have done better but hadn’t. Either way he had never felt threatened or even offended by her or that. It just added to her mystery.

During their time in training though another thing had added to it. Their attraction was palpable but they were both content to dance around it. Sometimes taunting each other with words sometimes with brief physical encounters. Then midway through training there had been a party thrown for some member attaining seniority. It was really just another excuse to party really.

They had all attended. There was drinking, dancing, dares or challenges. She had been stunning in a black body con dress that had cap sleeves and a sweetheart neckline. It went to her mid thigh and was of a silky black material with lace over it. Sexy and sensual but not too revealing. It hugged those long curves on her tall frame nicely and highlighted just how physically fit she was becoming. Her creamy skin had just made him want to taste it and was highlighted by the color of the dress. Not pale and not as tan as her brother but somewhere in between.

She had left her chocolate hair down in the curly waves it had naturally that went to her elbows. Her makeup had been made to highlight those beautiful azure eyes and the slight red tint of her full lips. A deviation from her brother’s mismatched ones was that both her bottom and top lip were full and made for the smiles she freely gave, the smirks that made her look sexy as hell or imagining those lips wrapped around someplace altogether indecent.

They had started the night with their bouts of flirting, exchanging of simple taunts or words before each moved on to be with their friends. Neither got very far out of each other’s sights though. Eric didn’t hold back from hooking up when the mood struck him and it usually did after a session of just that behavior with Cass.

Cass however, if she has ever, is discreet and he never heard a word of it or saw it. Smart for the fuckers that went there with her. They might not be together or even have fucked. But he made it no secret that he had a thing for her and anyone that dared to go there better look out the next time they walked the corridors alone. He wouldn’t kill them but he was going to enjoy the shit out of the physical release of his anger on them. He realized he was insanely jealous when it came to her and he didn’t care. She was his and they both knew it.

So it was a surprise to him when what she did next turned him on to no end. The party was in full swing and the dance floor was pumping. He had been holding up a wall with some friends just drinking and shooting the shit. Her group had been standing not too far off and he could tell they were engaged in a game of challenging each other.

He knew the minute that she had been challenged and that it had something to do with him. Her eyes had moved over to him in a slow and languorous way. The same way she moved those eyes up and down his body. Not before she knew she had his attention though. She did it on purpose. The same as when she lightly parted her lips and licked them slightly before smirking and turning back to her friends.

He couldn’t hear what she had said but he saw their eyes widen just before Zeke got a shit eating grin and then raced to the DJ for something. To get to the dance floor she had to pass his group. She did so, swaying her hips and eyes locked with Eric’s. When she got close though, and fuck if she didn’t get very close, she walked her fingers down his arm to where he was holding a bottle of beer. Somehow her touch loosened his hold and it was out of his hand into hers before could say shit.

She lost never lost eye contact with him as she lifted the bottle to her lips and in the most erotic sip he had ever witnessed she tilted it back and drunk deeply. Afterwards, when she had taken her fill she drew the rim of the glass bottle lightly across her lips as if in a caress. Her head tilted and following the movements of Eric’s tongue that had unconsciously slid out to his own lips.

She must have been waiting for the signal or the song because when it started her lips parted in a impish smile and she handed the bottle back to Eric, leaning in close.

“Enjoy the show, Eric.” She purred next to his ear and before he could register anything that had just happened much less her words, she was a whirl of chocolate curls and wafting of honeysuckle skin.

“Holy fuck! What just happened dude?” Hector, his friend had gulped beside him and downed his own beer.

Eric didn’t know and he didn’t care for the look in his friend’s eye or the fact that he was sure he was sporting a woody just as hard as his own was. “If you want to live you will reign that shit in and not go there in your thoughts even.” His voice was dead calm and dead serious, causing Hector to gulp for another reason and nod emphatically.

Eric quickly turned back to Cass though because on the way to the dance floor she had grabbed the shirt of Liam. An initiate that he didn’t really care for but didn’t hate either. His first response was to start to get pissed but then she locked eyes with him again and as she danced with Liam her eyes never left his.

He also never knew she could dance like she did. From pulling moves straight from belly dancers to spinning around Liam then dropping down, spreading her legs and rolling her body up, ass first. She would mouth the words to Eric with a wicked little smirk on her face before running her hands over her body but pressing against Liam. The message was clear to Eric, this was a show for him and her imagining him that she was dancing with, possibly even more. He had been glued to watching her and no one existed for either of them during that time. If he hadn’t been hooked on her before then he was for sure after that night.

It became a game with them. He had even participated once, to test her and see what her reaction would be. He had been drunk as hell and for the past week his fear sims had him messed up. They were all messed up about their fear sims and he was looking for release. He had already found his anger release in a match at a fight ring they had at the bar he was at. It was a seedier one in Dauntless and he hadn’t expected her to be there. He should have known though because she could be just as dark as he could. She had watched his fight and it had spurred him on to new heights in how brutal he was. Her parted lips and flush were there for him to see and he knew she was just as turned on by it as he was. But they both enjoyed the damn game they had started to play too much to act on it.

He needed something though badly. So at that same bar he had found a girl to hook up with. He had been focused and forgotten where he was or that Cass was most likely still watching. But she had seen it all as he stalked towards a random girl. He pulled her to him and started to kiss her for all he was worth. The girl hadn’t objected and was running her hands over him. He caught the eyes of Cass when he had come up for air. He saw her being pissed yes but he also saw her desire and that she was enjoying it to some degree.

He went back in for kissing along the girl’s throat and neck but his eyes never left Cass. Each swirl of his tongue, when he bit down or when his hands moved to her hair and tugged…it was all for Cass as he imagined it was her.

The chicks moan broke him from the trance he and Cass were under and had him scowling. As soon as she had opened her mouth he lost interest in her. Cass had disappeared when he had pulled back and he had walked away leaving the girl cursing him.

He was cursing too but only because it was taking entirely too long to get back to the dorms and a shower where he could take care of himself again to the thought of Cass and him and whatever strange games they were playing. They turned him on more than he had ever been and left him more frustrated than he would ever admit but he didn’t want them to end.

Cass’ actions and predicament now were not apart of that game she played with Eric. Though his presence next to her certainly wasn’t helping her at all. She just couldn’t believe the fuckers had decided to pull the prank on her in the middle of her damn leadership meeting. By some damn miracle the serum they had slipped her hadn’t hit until towards the end of the meeting.

She just had to hold out a little longer and then she could make a break for it. It was so very hard because the urge to fuck or be fucked was building faster the longer she ignored it. Her breathing was becoming more strangled and she saw out of the corner of her eye that Eric had most certainly noticed judging by that damn bulge that tantalized and teased her constantly.

She tried not to lick her lips at that, failed and gasped. Then she was forced to grab the table in a death grip when she saw it swell even more in his pants. Their eyes locked for a few seconds but she looked away when her flush increased even more and she felt her ears go to flames.

This drew some looks but she was able to give a glare that made them avert their eyes quickly. Eric matched the glare too and that helped matters along. He didn’t know what was going on with Cass but it was clear she was putting off signals his body was responding to and hardcore. He resolved to ask her about it after the meeting but as soon as they were dismissed she was up like a shot and out of the door.

He followed quickly because fuck if he wasn’t going to find out if she did that to him on purpose or what the matter was with her.

Cass was frantic and she knew she wasn’t making it to her apartment. It was too far and the urge had her almost doubled over. She could only clutch her abdomen and look around desperately.

The bathroom. There was a co-ed bathroom on the floor of the leader offices. It would have to do. She barreled in and into a stall. She barely got the stall door slammed and locked before she was shoving her pants down. She leaned so that she was bracing one hand against the wall and the other found her center.

The heat was terrible and wonderful at the same time. As soon as her hand made contact her moan tore from her chest. She was beyond caring if there was someone else in the bathroom with her but Eric did.

He wasn’t that far behind her and caught her first gasp and moan. As soon as he heard that sound he was in. He locked the door to the bathroom altogether and didn’t give a shit if it pissed people off. No one was going to hear her like this but him. He could only listen to a few of her moans before he was finding a stall of his own to follow her example.

He had already been hard before but now it was raging.

The sweet sounds of her moans and whimpers had him closing his eyes and stroking himself slowly. He could literally hear the frantic pulsing of her fingers inside of herself from the wet sucking sounds that came from the stall beside him.

His nostrils were flaring as his chest silently heaved and he sucked in his bottom lip between his teeth.

“Oh gods….yes please I want it…” They were the first real discernible words she had said and they had his eyes snapping open. The burning within him was fierce to know just what and who she wanted.

It didn’t stop him from his own tending to himself but he did slow down. He was torturing himself with this.

Cass was frantic and furious. How dare they do this to her! No matter that she had done something similar and worse to both Pedrad’s and Edward it was beside the point. At least they both had people to get proper release from.

Just her working her hands over herself and stimulating things wasn’t working. She needed more but it wasn’t likely she was going to anyone for it. There was one thing she could do and she did that now. She was well practiced in this by now. She did it often enough and had from the moment Eric and her had collided, literally, on the roof of the compound when he had reached out to break her fall when she had jumped. That was all it had took for her to become enamored of his body first and then him and his brutal and domineering ways. His laugh he rarely let loose but had and still did for her. That sexy as fuck smile that she imagined right now, spreading slowly across his face at the thought of her laid out before him.

She imagined them together as she had a million times before and tried to keep those images internal and not verbal as best as possible. She was never a very quiet climaxes or just quiet in sex period. She had tried to get better about calling out a name though it snuck out from her from time to time.

She had an arrangement with the one guy she had been with. Trey. He didn’t ask questions and neither did she. They had only slept together a handful of times and only when she had pushed herself beyond being able to stand the tension anymore.

It was also an unspoken agreement that if he wanted to survive unharmed he wouldn’t breathe a word of it to anyone. He valued his skin and life too much for things to get back to Eric.

That was who she imagined now as she tried to get a release that would abate the serum’s effect. Eric and all the things she wanted to do to him or he to her.

“Please yes…make me take it.” Cass moaned softly and in a plea. Images flashed through her mind in a frenetic pace as she worked her way closer. Each one had her uttering some response to that image or just groaning.

Eric could hear she was closer and he picked up his own pace. Gods he needed to know if it was him. It better fucking be him she was imagining. Because all he could see was her there with him and he wanted more details of what she was imagining. Her whispers of vague references and commands were enough, for now, to drive him to go towards his edge.

As his hand stroked faster and gripped tighter his hips moved in time to the sound of her fingers slamming into herself and he was begging for her to release soon.

“Yes…gods yes…feels so fucking good…..fuck…” Her screams were getting louder and she didn’t care, was beyond caring because it was all her raging hormones right now. As she slammed her hand into her one more time she had moved to lean against the stall and reached down to move her other hand over her clit.

She was there and what put her over the edge was the image of Eric pounding into her, with her legs wrapped around his waist and his eyes boring into hers. She pinched on her clit and slammed hard into herself and screamed her release then his name.

“Eric!” Her crying out his name was deep and sexy. It was exactly what he needed and wanted to hear. He barely contained his grunt at his own release and all he could think was her name as he did. He was leaned over the toilet and using his other hand to brace himself. It and he was trembling after he released in the bowl. He heard her panting and imagined her trembling as well. His smirk must be a mile wide at the knowledge it had been him. Those things she had been thinking and whispered pleas had been for and about him.

Why had he doubted it?

It also made him want more but still not going there with her yet. He still liked this thing they were doing to each other too much. Because in between the taunts and other teasing they talked. During leadership meetings, work, lunches and dinners they talked and became something more than he had ever thought of being with a female. Friends but more. It was hard to describe and he was sure as fuck not losing it either.

So he would take his time with this and think of something. Now that he had a taste of her moans and her real passion he wasn’t going back to just what they had before.

Cass’ legs were trembling as she recovered from the climax. She knew she would feel more later urges because it would take a while for the serum to work its way out of her system but for now she was sated and could make her way to her apartment. Then after it had passed she would make them pay.

“Uriah and Edward are dead men.” She muttered. “Fucking slipping me that serum. What the fuck were they thinking? At least I waited until they could be near release and not in the middle of their fucking jobs. Pansyass bitches…” She pouted and muttered angrily at the end of the rant. She withdrew her fingers from herself and whimpered at the overstimulated nub she still had a hold of.

She started to pull her underwear up and clean herself up when she noticed that they were absolutely drenched. “Fuck! Are you serious? Gods they are fucking drenched. I can’t wear these. Fuck it. I am just going to take them off and go commando.”

At that she started to angrily strip and remove her underwear. A thought struck her and she chuckled as she muttered it out loud. “I should take these things and shove them down their throats….but then again they might like it.” She shook her head and sighed.

Once she was dressed she shakily left the stall and carelessly tossed her underwear on the top of the trash. The door to the bathroom was locked and she paused for a second but then shrugged. She must have locked it on her way in, thank fuck. At least she knew that no one had heard that shit then.

She hurried to make it to her apartment before another wave could hit her.

Once Eric was sure she had gone he stepped out, smug smile still in place. So he had Edward and Uriah to thank for this? Well he might just buy them a drink before their funeral when Cass recovered. Because if that was a serum, and judging by her body reactions and frenzy it was, she was going to be busy for a little while.

He knew she was removing her underwear when she had muttered about it but he had thought for sure she was taking them with her. His shit eating grin when he saw them laying there for the taking carried him through the rest of the day. That grin sent shudders through most people when he moved about the compound. Whatever put that smile on Eric Coulter’s face could not be pleasant and none wanted to find out just what he found so pleasing.

One whiff had him moving quickly to his own apartment. He would find a way and fast to up their game but he wouldn’t play it much longer. He had tasted her now, indirectly, and he knew he would make her officially his soon. For now he had something of hers, maybe it would bring inspiration?

One thing was for sure, the journey there would be so fucking sweet.

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