#ericcoulter

[ladyvillainous]

Eric Coulter NSFW Alphabet

Was tidying up some of my WIP folders and stumbled across this so here have another alphabet. This may be a little out of character for some fans, but it's consistent with my version of his character from my full length fic on Wattpad and the imagines on here.

A Aftercare

(What they’re like after sex)

He's usually quite quick to fall asleep if you're getting down and dirty in your own bed, he'll pull you into his arms and drift off quite contentedly. If you're grabbing a quickie in between meetings or tasks he'll pull out, tidy himself up and be on his way. Leaving you a quivering mess with nothing more than a quick kiss and a self-satisfied grin on his face

B Body part

(Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Eric's pretty happy with his entire body having worked very hard to get in the shape he has, but if he had to pick, he'd say his arms and hands. If pressed he'd say it's because he can choke someone out just by wrapping his arm around their neck or do some serious damage with his fists. Privately he also likes how willingly you climb into his arms, sighing when he wraps you in his arms, he likes that you feel safe with him despite how brutal and violent he can be. I also think Eric would be a breast man, liking a good handful but nothing comically large. If he's had a hard day, he likes nothing more than to pull you into his lap and bury his face in your chest.

C Cum

(Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Like most men he hates condoms and would much prefer to just cum inside you which is why he's so very grateful for the Dauntless standard issue birth control. While he doesn't actually want kids, he does have a slight breeding kink in that he loves to fill you up and imagine what it would be like if you were to get pregnant though he barely admits that to himself let alone you.

D Dirty Secret

(Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Eric's very dominant clearly and that translates to the bedroom as well but at the same time he gravitates towards a partner that would give as good as they got, this means sex is a constant powerplay between the two of you. He's never told you but sometimes he lets you win when he's in the mood to be dominated. He's even fantasised about you tying him up when he masturbates but has never actually voiced it because it rubs right up against his control issues.

E Experience

(How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's good looking and well-built and before Dauntless he was just your standard cocky arrogant Erudite, which didn't bother any of the girls of his previous faction so yes lots of experience. At Dauntless he's carefully cultivated a menacing scary reputation; it tends to attract the more extreme dauntless women, but his apparent lack of interest has them moving on quickly. It's also widely known that the two of you are together and while you're less prone to physical violence than Eric everyone knows not to mess with your man if they want to live to tell the tale. In terms of prowess Eric wants to be the best at everything so he will have practised and read books and practised some more, the man knows what he's doing.

F Favourite Position

 (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He doesn't have a favourite position because he wants them all, his moods change so quickly you regularly get whiplash so he's constantly changing things up depending on his and your mood. If you're both pent up after a hard day he might just taking you against the wall of your shower, or maybe he gets up in the morning to find you cooking breakfast in his T-shirt which you know will always end with him bending you over the counter roughly. While not usually one for public sex he's not adverse to a last night session on the mats in the training room after sparring, who goes on top will always be determined by who won the fight. 

G Goofy

(Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He definitely likes to tease you but he's never goofy, usually very serious and focused on making you both feel good.

H Hair

(How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Neat and tidy but no excessive manscaping, he does have a grid style tattoo that matches the ones on his arms adorning his lower abdomen and dipping below the line of his boxers.

I Intimacy

(How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Eric is extremely passionate and focused when in the moment it's not traditionally romantic, but you can't help but getting swept away by his intensity.

J Jack Off

(Masturbation head canon)

Because you both work long tiring shifts and have to keep up your training you don't always have the energy to be intimate. When it's been more than a few days Eric finds other ways to alleviate his tension, but he always thinks of you when he does.

K Kink

(One or more of their kinks)

Slight contradictory and secret breeding kink given his view on kids. Known preference for dominance with an occasional switch which he thinks you don't notice but you do. Is slightly into bondage in that he likes to tie or handcuff you to your shared bed when he's feeling particularly dominant.

L Location

(Favourite places to do the do)

He'll happy get down wherever and whenever the two of you are in the mood, even semi-public if private enough. Particularly likes shower sex, something about the hot steamy water and your slippery wet skin really gets him going. Doesn't hurt that he has to pin you to the wall whatever position you opt for.

M Motivation

(What turns them on, gets them going)

His mood is a huge determining factor, if he's angry or frustrated or keyed up after sparring he knows the quickest way to burn that off and get control of himself is to lose himself in you and you are usually more than happy to help. If he's tired and not in the mood initially wearing nothing but one of his t-shirts will change that fast. He's also more than happy to help you burn off any excess tension letting you use him as you need. You don't often get that worked up, but he can't help but get turned on when you stomp into your apartment in a towering temper, even more so when it’s directed at him strangely. 

N NO

(Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He's not opposed to rough play such as light choking, biting hard enough to leave a mark or just rough handling in general, leading to bruises but he'd never seriously hurt you during sex even if you asked him to. Firstly, he doesn't want to cause you any serious harm. Secondly, he'd doesn't want to push his scary reputation that far and his girlfriend walking around with any visible injuries not sustained in the ring would do exactly that. Lastly, he worries just what he might do even to you if he lost control.

O Oral

(Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He loves to go down on you the noises you make are so sexy he could listen to them all night and has once or twice, he's very talented with both his tongue and his fingers having long since perfected his technique. He's just as happy receiving, he doesn't think there's any view in the world better than you on your knees with your lips around him. 

P Pace

(Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

As with location his mood plays a major part so again, he changes it up, often the exact opposite to what you'd expect always keeping you guessing. Usually when he arrives home in a bad mood you can expect to get railed (happily) against the nearest wall. But on occasion he has dragged you into the bedroom tied you to your bed and proceeded to tease you mercilessly, slowly and sensually until you're begging for relief. He switches it up the other way too on a lazy day off you wake up expecting slow passionate morning sex, but instead he flips you over and pounds you into the mattress. Sometimes you swear he's doing it just to keep you on your toes and you'd be right.

Q Quickie

(Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

All depends on mood, time and opportunity but as a general rule he'll take you anyway he can get you luckily, you're in full agreement.

R Risk

(Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He definitely likes to experiment especially when you first got together, he wanted to know what you liked and what would get you to make those noises he loved to hear. He wanted to know exactly what he had to do to make you scream his name and forget your own.

S Stamina

(How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Eric's stamina is deceptive, on days on long physically draining days you'd expect him to be too tired but those are also the days when he can go all night and does. It's the long tedious days when he's been stuck in his office not doing anything physical that drain him the most. Those are usually the days he pulls you into his arms and falls straight to sleep.

T Toy

(Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Handcuffs and rope are a staple of a good sex life as far as he's concerned. He's used a few of the more exotic toys manufactured by Erudite in his time but found he got bored of them quickly, preferring to make use of his own hands in new and different ways. He'd be lowkey offended if a toy could be better than him anyway. 

U Unfair

(How much they like to tease)

When he's of a mood to tease you will be in agony, tears running down your face begging for relief before he'll give in, but those are also the most earth-shattering orgasms of your life, so you don't complain too loudly. You couldn't take it every day however so you're grateful it's more by exception than rule.

V Volume

(How loud they are, what sounds they make)

In the privacy of your apartment, he doesn't bother to control his volume but he's not overly loud or effusive anyway. The sounds he makes are usually more grunts of effort, and moans of pleasure than actually words, he's not one for dirty talk. 

W Wild Card

(Get a random head canon for the character of your choice)

I'm so bad with this question my mind always goes blank!

X X-Ray

(Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture, or words)

He's not comically pornstar large but he is above average in length and girth. Unusually for someone of his size he also knows how to use it to full effect rather than just resting on being a bit larger than average.

Y Yearning

(How high is their sex drive?)

Before you he masturbated every few days, more if he was frustrated or didn't have a girl of the month to play with. Now he has you it's not often you go more than a few days between sessions, both of you getting frustrated if it goes longer. It's noticeable to the people you work closest with, not that they'd ever dare say it to either of you, but they can tell when one of you has been sent on some task for a few days, leaving the other alone in the compound. They can also tell when the other returns because the following day you're both much more relaxed than usual.

Z ZZZ

(… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Eric gives you his all whether it's a long session or a quickie so if you're in bed and not due anywhere else you're both going to drift off wrapped in one another’s arms very quickly.

[littleoceanfairy]

It's ok

Eric Coulter x reader Fandom: Divergent Words: 868

*Trigger warning* mentions of injury, Eric being rude (as always), fluff?

Three weeks since the fractionless had been caught in the warehouse. Three weeks since you almost died because a bullet hit you. And two weeks since you left the infirmary and Lynn started helping you out in your day to day life. She brought you food and kept you and your apartment looking decently clean. Even Eric came over after Leader-meetings to give you updates on everything going on outside of your safe zone.

The injury had left you unable to move your arm properely, but the doctors said it would take a few months and then a lot of training to get everything back to how it was before. So you were stuck in your apartment with noting better to do than to think about how you could have missed the shooter that day.

"So Max would offer you to work in the control rooms until you have recovered.", Eric's words snap you back to reality and you direct your gaze at him. "I don't want to go back to work yet and Max knows about that.", you sigh and pull your knees up towards your chest. "You need to go outside again y/n. People are talking and making up stories about what actually happened. Dauntless don't behave like this after an injury like that!", the tall man almost jumps up from your sofa and towers over you. "When was the last time you got shot Coulter?", glaring up at him you also lift yourself off the couch an walk past him. "During initiation. Because I am aware of my surroundings while on a mission.", stopping dead in your tracks you turn back around and face Eric. "Well you should report my carelessness to Max then and get me kicked out of here. See how long it takes for me to shoot you as a fractionless.", the words come out even harsher than you intended but the laugh that leaves Erics mouth makes you even angrier. "I'll get going then. Better to catch Max in his office than on his way to his woman.", you slam shut the door to your bathroom while Eric still makes his way toward your front door.

Getting the black shirt over your head without moving too much of your right arm was a challenge which had you cursing quietly until you where completely naked an inside the shower. The hot water hitting your skin soothed the soarness from sleeping on one side for weeks almost instantly and you calmed down until it happened. A bottle of Shampoo fell to the ground and instinctively you reach for it with your injured arm. Screaming out in pain you held your arm and instantly turned off the water.

Mere seconds later the door bursts open and there he was standing and looking around the slightly foggy room - Eric. "Get the fuck out of my apartment Coulter!", you try to cover your naked body from his cold, blue eyes as he quickly turns around and faces the wall. "What did you do now? I could hear your scream out in the hallway.", is that a worried undertone in his voice you could hear? "Well what does it look like? I am taking a shower.", you spit out sarcasticly while trying to get a towel wrapped around you.

"Don't lie to me Y/n. Do you need help?", you can see his muscles tensing as you step out of the shower. "I don't need your help or pity, Eric.", "I don't pity you Y/n. We are worried about you. Well fuck - I am worried about you. You havent left this apartment in almost a month and talked to no one beside Lynn and me.", he turns around and almost smashes into you. "You worry about me? Are you even capeable of that Eric?", instead of taking a step back you stand your ground and stare up at the tall man. "I want to take care of you and", "I can take care of myself just fine.", you interrupt him and stab a finger into his chest. "You can go and take care of some initiates or the fractionless but you don't need to take care of me.", "Y/n can you please calm down and listen to what I'm trying to say?", Eric grabs your wrist and actually manages to shut you up by pulling you even closer towards him. "I want to take care of you. I want to be there for you so you don't get hurt like this anymore. While getting you back here I thought you died in my arms and I realized that I need you more, than you need me.", he almost whispers the last part and you look up at him. "Will you say you love me right now?", your voice is barely audible and a choked up laugh leaves Erics lips. "Don't do this now Y/n. You know me better than anyone else here. I would never say that to anyone.", he let's go of your hand but you stay close to him. "Well that's pretty rude of you. But it's ok. I would also never say that to anyone.", a slight smile crosses both of your lips.

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[brknmnds]

@royaltyearned asked:

❝ i may have insulted the wrong person. ❞ ( tris / eric! )

"Well, look at that. The stiff does have some brains." Eric said as he looked down at her, how she was still in Dauntless. He did not know, but he wanted her smug ass out of here.

"You've just given everyone twenty laps." He said loudly so everyone could hear them, his eyes not leaving her as he apoke. "The long route and if I find out anyone's cheating that 5 more added for everyone."

[athrialuxegna]

Stronger than she thinks Part 4

Triggers warning: mental and physical abuse, violence, swearing

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Fanfiction | Archiveofourown | Wattpad

The warm sun rising woke me up. My body felt sore, I have fallen asleep on the roof. My watch indicated that it was 4 a.m. I growled and get up. I needed a shower. My walk back to my apartment was silent, no one was up. I jumped into the bathroom and came out only an hour later. I needed to take care of myself. I dressed nicely in black shorts and a sleeveless top opened in the back, revealing my sports bra. I spent some time doing my hair so that my brown curls would bounce on my shoulders. When I look at my reflection in the glass, I felt fake. My appearance didn't match my inside.

I changed the broken string of my guitar and played for hours. Music kept my demons away. A knock at my door stopped my daydreaming. I put my guitar aside and look at the clock, it was already ten a.m. Time has passed by in a blur. I sighed and opened the door carefully. Harrison was on the other side. He seemed tense, his grey hair outlining his striking blue eyes as well as the dark rings under them.

"Hey, Chris," A small smile grazed his lips.

"Harri' come in," I ushered him, opening the door fully.

He stepped in and sat on the couch as he usually does. We had a sort of father-daughter relationship because of the age gap between us. He neared his fifties as I was going on my twenty-six. I tried to smile in a poor attempt to ease the atmosphere.

"Want something to drink?" I offered.

He declined silently, avoiding my eyes by staring into space. I knew what bothered him. I have kept my rape from him although he could have helped me. Harrison always had my back. Five years of working together had forged a strong bond. I have ruined it by confessing to another person, one of his fellow leaders.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I wanted to process the whole thing before letting anyone know." I apologized, it was no use to beat around the bush.

"Why Eric? I'm not jealous but I'm wondering how it happened to be him." He stated, sincere curiosity twinkling in his eyes.

"Eric cornered me. I had no choice but to tell him." I explained plainly.

"Interesting. I've never seen him so concern. I think taking care of children had rubbed on him after all. It's not a bad thing I guess." He remarked while laughing.

His joyful persona had returned, his bright smile adorning his face. I couldn't help but smile at the thought of Eric becoming soft. I had witnessed this side of the young leader lately, just glimpses that confirmed that he was not as heartless as everyone depicted him.

"I hope he will not be watching me from now on," I replied dryly.

Memories of the night before rushed back to me. Eric's body against mine, his hands on my hips. Our bodies moving in sync to the blasting music. I swallowed thickly. I didn't know how to interact with Eric anymore. We were so close then I broke the spell by singing my feelings before disappearing. It sounded so cheesy although it had been intense.

"I heard you made a show last night. I wish I was here to hear from you." He confessed tenderly.

"Maybe you'll have some other occasion to hear me. I think I need this to get better." I said truthfully.

"You can count on me, you know that Chris. I'm here for you no matter what." He assured, his eyes plunging into mine.

"I know Harri. Thank you."

I sat on the couch next to him and rested my head on his shoulder. Harrison would never hurt me in any way. He was the only man I trusted most in the faction. He had proved more times than I can count that he was reliable on all levels.

"How is it going?" I asked finally.

"Well, we had a meeting early this morning to discuss the situation. The investigation is pretty much finished. All proofs are against Brent. He will be judged within a few days."

"Had Max told you anything about my suspension, yet?"

"No, he might extend it for a few more days to make a point. Don't worry, honey, your job is safe. You know we need you." He smiled down at me.

"You need me because you'll be lost in your papers in no time," I remarked, teasingly.

"Touché!" He exclaimed, putting a hand on his heart.

I couldn't help but laugh at his antics. My face dropped at the knock on my door. I hadn't expected any visitors and now I had two. I excused myself and get up to open the door to... Eric. My surprise was long-short as I heard Harrison coming behind my back.

"Hey, Eric! I was just on my way out." He said with an overly enthusiastic tone. "See you, Chris." He shot at me before making his way into the hallway.

I stood still a second, processing the situation. Eric was staring at me with an unreadable expression. I shifted to the side and made a sign to invite him in. He entered and shut the door behind him. I felt small and ridiculous. I should have known that he wanted an explanation about what happened last night. I didn't even know what to say to ease the awkward tension between us.

"Look, Chris, we danced that's all.  We had a good time that's what matters." He stated, his deep voice as cold as ice. "Max wants to see you, that's why I'm here."

I opened my mouth then shut it multiple times like a fish out of water. Stunned by his words. I didn't expect things to go so fast. I wasn't ready to share this horrible night with anyone. Let alone, Max. And I was oddly bothered by the way he acted. The leader's façade returned, crushing my chances to guess what was going on in his mind.

"I'm not ready." I blurted out finally.

Eric turned deadly serious, he crossed his arms over his broad chest, eyes fixated on my own. I couldn't look away, even if I wanted to.

"You have to Christine, that is an order." He said in a dark tone.

I shivered uncontrollably and adverted my eyes to the floor. I hated him for doing that.

"Don't do this ever again. My trust is limited." I huffed in irritation, taking my jacket from the counter kitchen.

"So is mine." He hissed in response, body tensing.

"What's your problem today?" I muttered under my breath while lacing my boots.

"Stop questioning and hurry up." He retorted with an annoyed sigh.

I kept quiet, even when we walked to Max's office. I didn't dare look at Eric. Dread crept upon me as we neared the door's office. I was ready to bolt away, but Eric caught my wrist before I could make a move.

"Don't even think about it." He growled. "You only have to do this once then it's over." His voice strained.

I gulped down the lump in my throat and took a deep breath. Eric opened the door and dragged me inside. I almost lose my footing as I stumbled into the chair in front of Max's messy desk. Mountains of papers and piles of folders covered the wooden furniture. Back straight, head held high, I fought against the urge to puke all over my shoes. I hated to be the center of attention.

"Christine, I'd say it's good to see you if it was under other circumstances." Greeted Max. "I know it's hard for you, but we need your testimony for the investigation. You can take all the time you need." His smooth voice could have eased my nerves if Eric wasn't standing in the corner of the room, gawking like a hawk.

"Hi Max, I agree. It would be better for other reasons." I answered, careful to not let my voice falter. "Hm, it was last Monday night. Brent found me in the Pit. He wanted my help for something, or so I thought at the moment, I don't really remember what it was about... I think he claimed that members were organizing fighting sessions there, making bets and exchanging points or something like that."

It was difficult to walk down memory lane. Images came rushing through my mind, poisoning my every thought. I took a deep breath, eyes fixated on the pen Max was holding. I couldn't look at him while I was picturing Brent right in front of me.

"Anyway, he dragged me in the old quarters to check it out. I didn't know something was off until he pushed me into a dark room. I..." I swallowed thickly. "I didn't have time to react because he hit me behind the head with his gun then he... He began to take my pants off... I... I was too knocked out to fight him. He... He took advantage of me and I couldn't..." My throat got tighter at every word. "I couldn't do anything while he... he raped me. Then, he threatened me, I wasn't supposed to tell anyone or he... He was going to make me factionless."

I didn't see their reactions, I didn't need to. The tension filling the room was enough to know what was crossing their minds. Before any of them could utter a word, I added:

"I don't want anyone to know about this aside from the people already involved. If that's even possible."

"I'm afraid that's not, my dear. Dauntless law demands a vote from all members to establish a punishment. But we can keep your name out of the victims' list if you want to."

I only nodded in response. My nails were digging in the armrest of the chair, my knuckles turning white under the pressure. My heart lumped in my chest when Eric took a step forward. I could see his black combat boots in my peripheral vision.

"Did he use a condom?"

Heat rose in my cheeks and my breath caught up in my throat. I didn't expect that question. I lowered my head a little more to avoid their pointed stares. Recollecting this night was harder than anything that I have ever done. I felt everything all over again. The pain coming from his bites on my skin, his fingers digging in my hips, his pantings in my ear, the pain between my legs as I was begging for him to stop. Brent overwhelmed all my senses. I wasn't in the office anymore but in that dark room with him.

"Chris? Christine?" Eric's voice forced me out of my memories. "Did he use a condom?" He repeated, his voice smoother than silk.

I closed my eyes for a brief second.  If he didn't use one, there was a possibility that I was pregnant. How didn't I think about it? When was my last period? Not a clue. My mouth felt dry.

"I honestly don't know," I whispered in disbelief.

"You should go see Marlene check this out, it's better to do it sooner than later." Advised Max. "We'll announce Brent's trial tonight, the vote will be held in five days from now on. You're suspended until the end of the week."

My head shot up instantly. Harrison told me that he would extend my suspension, but it still hurt. I loved my job because I felt useful, purposeful. I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest to prevent both men from seeing them shaking.

"Look, I know this is about me beating the shit out of Brent. I won't apologize because he deserved it, but I'm sorry for breaking the rules of 'no fighting outside rings'. I get it, I messed up and it's not tolerable for someone close to leadership but give me some lack. I've never broken any rule before, I've been obedient and followed orders my whole life, you can't do this to me. I need my job, Max, please." My voice wavered at the end.

Max get up and walked around his desk, hands clasped behind his back. He spared a long look at Eric who nodded in response. Their silent conversation put me on edge. I should have shut it. I just proved that I was unstable. Great move, dumbass. Max stand right in front of me, careful to keep a decent distance between us. His sympathetic look gave me the urge to slap him across the face. I didn't need his pity, but I needed my job to keep me from going insane. If I didn't have anything to focus on, I might lose my mind and do something really stupid.

"It is not really a suspension as you understand it." His thin lips stretched into a comforting smile. "Think of it as vacations. You need to recover and take care of yourself first, Chris. My decision is not to be discussed."

I huffed in response but didn't push any further, Max was not someone to disagree with. I stole a glance at Eric. He nodded slightly his head as to ushered me to keep a low profile. Well, at least someone was on my side. One that I would not have imagined.

"So, what am I supposed to do until then a part of taking care of me?"

"I've heard that the Child Care Service needed someone from time to time to watch the kids."

"I'll think about it," I answered while looking at Eric, an eyebrow raised in question. "If that's all, am I free to go?" I asked, already out of the chair.

Max dismissed me by pointing the door with his head with a small smile. I turned on my heels before doing or saying something I might regret. One question lingered in my head, did Eric asked for me to work at the Child Care Service, or was it, Max?

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Eric looking at you, as you spoke up. (Part 1)

You were watching along side Eric and Four, as the new initiates were training. All of a sudden Chris started yelling stop, making all the attention drift over to her.

Chris.... Stop, please, stop. She whispered, taking deep breathes.

Eric.... You want to stop? He asked, as he looked down at her.

She nodded her head, as she whipped some blood away from her mouth.

Eric.... Okay. Was all Eric, said as he helped her up making you question everything his doing.

Since when was Eric nice? He never ever, did anything nice for anyone, and why would he?

You were walking next to Tris, doubting every single thing that was going on with the scene that was playing out. You thought, okay maybe he had a certain punishment picked out for her already, but when he placed his hand on the small of her back you knew this wasn't going to end well at all.

Just then, BOOM! He threw her over the railing of the bridge, making you jump forward.

Eric.... Grab on to the railing. Or don't. He said, as he let go of her hand making her grab on.

Eric said something making you step closer.

Y/n.... Eric, you can't-

Eric.... Can't what? He asked, slightly cold as he looked over at you.

Swallowing you, bit you're lower lip waiting for this to be over. You hated for the initiates to suffer, yes you are a leader, but you weren't a harsh one at all.

After a few minutes, Tris and some of the others ran over to Chris helping her up as he started crying on Tris's shoulder.

Narrowing your eyes, you blew out a loud sigh as you followed after Eric. You had enough, he went to far. What if she died?

Knocking on his apartment, you kept knocking and knocking until he opened the door.

Eric.... WHAT? He yelled, as his eyes fell on you.

Y/n.... We need to talk. Now. You responded, folding your arms over your chest.

Smirking, Eric yanked you inside making you yelp slightly in the process. You heard the door being slammed shut and locked, which made you even more uncomfortable.

Eric.... What did you want to talk about? Hr asked, as he leaned on the kitchen counter. With one of the biggest smirks, plastered on his face.

Y/n.... You know exactly what Eric. What you did today was totally uncalled for.

Eric.... Uncalled for? No. It was called for.

Y/n.... No, it wasn't. Eric, Eric w-w-why would you do that? Chris could have died, and if he did... It would have been your fault. You said, poking his chest.

Eric.... Really? He asked, with another smirk.

Y/n.... Ugh! I don't need this. Especially not from you. You spoke, anger coming through as you turned on your heel and headed for the door.

Just as you were about to open the door, you were spun around as Eric pressed his lips to yours. After a few seconds, you pushed him away smacking him hard through the face.

Y/n.... Don't...you...ever...touch me...again. You whispered, shouted as you ran out of his apartment.

[marvelmenappreciation]

bad guy. (sneak peak)

“The Faction System is a living being composed of cells, all of you,” Jeanine Matthews motions to the crowd gathered in the Great Hall. “And the only way that it can survive and thrive is for each of you to claim your rightful place. The future belongs to those who know where they belong.”

My mother squeezes my hand gently as it rests tightly clasped with her own in her lap. With a tight lipped smile, I am unable to meet her soft gaze. She knows. She knows I cannot stay and these moments are our last. The dull ache in my chest grows as I struggle to take a breath. I don’t belong in Amity, I remind myself. The aptitude test’s results were clear and my new life, the life I was destined for, was moments away.

Marcus Eaton takes center stage, “When we leave this room, you will no longer be dependents but full fledged members of our society. Faction before blood.”

My mouth runs dry as a Candor boy is called to stand in front of the white bowls. He uses the knife to draw blood from his palm and it seems as if the air is sucked out of the room while we wait for his decision. The process moves along quicker than I remember from my brother’s Choosing Ceremony just the year before. The majority stick with their faction of birth, but a few defect. An Erudite boy defects to Abnegation and the audience collectively gasps. Two Candor boys and a girl leave for Dauntless and an Abnegation boy flees for Amity.

“Sydney Kidd,” my name echoes throughout the room as I peel my eyes away from the delicate orange stitching of my skirt. The room is quiet and all eyes turned towards me. 

My mother tightens her grasp on my hand once more and presses a quick kiss to my cheek, “I love you.”

And then I’m off on shaky legs as I climb the stage to the bowls that await me and my decision. It’s not a matter of where I go, I quickly decide as I take in the five bowls in front of me. My aptitude test told me exactly where I was meant to be, it was leaving that I struggled with. I glanced back to my mother, the knife heavy in my hands. She wouldn’t be alone and my brothers were more than capable of taking care of her, but would I be okay without her? Without my them? Faction before blood. How easy the words sounded as they rattled around in my brain. The Great Hall was silent, or maybe it was the blood pumping loudly in my ears that left me unable to hear my surroundings. Marcus cleared his throat beside me, breaking through my thoughts. It was now or never. I pressed the tip of the knife into the palm of my hand, the blood pooling a little as I kept my hand flat. Goodbye Amity, I thought as I lifted my hand out over the bowls, a drop of blood sizzling as it landed on the hot coals. Hello Dauntless.

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Eric Coulter X Male Reader. Weakness

This is where Eric's boyfriend is his only weakness and he has to show the initiates that they can't mess with him.

To say Eric and Charlie were the opposite would be an understatement. While Eric was stone cold and pretty much emotionless, Charlie was always smiling, always trying to help others, and he could always make someone laugh. Unless you piss him then well good luck, Charlie was the only one that could calm down the one and only Eric Coulter. So when he was at his own training job Four rushed in saying.

It's Eric, he won't stop, you gotta st....

Before Four could get anything else out, Charlie rushed out of his training station and went to Eric's. All he could see was a crowd of initiates he often cursed his shortness only being 5'6 he pushed through the crowed and saw his boyfriend. Aka Eric ontop of an initiate beating the living shit out of him, Charlie rushed to Eric and quickly pulled him off of the poor boy, who was in a ball covered in blood. Eric burried his head in Charlies neck and melted into him not caring if the initiate saw.

Someone bring him to the infirmary now, Charlie said in a demanding voice, The rest of you take a break be back in ten.

Charlie waited until everyone was out and sat Eric down, he brought the medical kit over and started patching up Eric's knuckles, and wiping the blood off, while Eric leaned his head on Charlie's shoulder.

Wanna tell me what happened??

Charlie asked his boyfriend,

Eric groaned but mumbled out a reply. He was saying how he would like to do things to you, and how he would make you do things to him. Since you are seen as a weaker guy......

You don't have to continue Charlie mumbled, understanding why Eric did it, he might not approve of how Eric does things but he loves Eric's protectivness.

Eric brought Charlie closer to him so he was straddling him, and started to kiss his neck, Charlie giggled like a school girl.

I love you Eric,

I love you too Charlie.

[juicehoee]

Sleeping (Eric Coulter Imagine)

Request: soft and cuddly side of Eric

Her hair splayed out against the pillow, leaving a slight tingle against Eric’s neck. He can feel the curve of the top of her head just under the curve of his chin. A lazy arm is sprawled along his torso while his own strong arms wrap around her, like a guardian protecting his queen. No one else could ever get this close to him.

She lets out a soft breath and her back against his chest pushes back against him and pulls away again. Back and forth like the ocean waves crashing against his shore. Eric smiles to himself, his lips hidden in the tangle of her hair. An idle hand brushes the contours of her face, her cheekbones, jawline, eyebrows, round lips. Everything is perfect.

“Eric?” she asks, a low whisper. “Are you awake?”

He debated on pretending to be asleep just to hear her say his name again, but didn’t. “Yeah, right here.”

“It’s cold.” She complained while a shiver rolled through her body. He felt every ripple of her nerves against his taut muscles. He flexed and relaxed in his sleep just to get a centimeter closer to her.

“Well, let’s see if this helps.” Eric suggests and envelops her beneath him, his arms and legs wrapping around her everything. Her eyelids fluttered closed so close that her eyelashes tickled his chest. His lips pressed against the top of her head while his fingers danced in the tresses of her hair, falling down her back and across the mattress. It was dark and she was beautiful, more beautiful now that she was wrapped in his Dauntless defense.

“I love you.” he whispered in a voice that sounded foreign even to him. Even he couldn’t be the tough, terrifying leader who hung people off the chasm or threw knives at their heads all the time. His heart was a rock but it still could be softened in the dark at night with only his queen to witness his weakness. She never spoke a work of it to anyone.

“I love you, too, Eric.” she whispered along his collarbone, her words shooting straight into his rock of a heart. “You big softie.”

His lips left a trail of kisses along her scalp, a silent offering of himself to her. Soon enough, he could hear the soft snores coming from her in a deep sleep with goosebumps on her arms.

God help anyone who dared interrupt them.

Hope you enjoy! Feel free to leave a request if you want something written. Still working on some requests, classes make me busy! But they will be done!

-Solaris

[bookwarm85-blog]

~Updated Masterlist~

Here is a Masterlist of the stories I have written so far…

{Updated December 30, 2017}

ONE-SHOTS

Jai Courtney RPF (Real Person Fiction)

Happy Birthday (Magical Underwear) (NSFW)

Dreams Come True (NSFW)

Sexual Frustration (NSFW)

Swear Jar (PG)

Noises (NSFW)

6 Months (NSFW)

Buttons (NSFW)

Mint Chocolate Chip (PG)

Risky Behavior (NSFW)

Chance Encounter (NSFW)

The Missing Vowel (NSFW)

Get Your Motors Runnin’ (NSFW)

Cry To Me (ANGSTY NSFW)

Sultry (NSFW)

Mix & Match (NSFW)

The Pit of Jealousy (NSFW)

Once Upon a Time at Comic-Con (PG)

Oral Fixation (NSFW)

Need a Hand? (NSFW)

Kiss the Rain (NSFW)

A Thousand Words (PG-13)

A Great and Powerful Aussie (NSFW)

For the First Time (NSFW)

The Kit (NSFW)

Stay With Me (NSFW)

Sucker for Pain (NSFW)

White Blank Page (PG-13)

Helping Hands (NSFW)

Born to be Wild (NSFW)

Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked (NSFW)

Eric Coulter

Evil Minds (PG-13)

Happy Halloween (NSFW)

Remote Controlled (NSFW)

Heavy in Your Arms (ANGST)

Ugly (ANGST)

Varro

No Happy Ending (ANGST)

ORIGINAL

In An Instant (ANGST)

SERIES

Jai Courtney RPF

Unfinished Business - Part 1 Part 2 Part 3  (NSFW) Finished

The Secret - Part 1 Part 2 Finished

Painful Secrets - (MA)  Prologue Ch. 1 Ch. 2 Ch. 3 Ch. 4 Ch. 5 Epilogue Finished

Princess Charlotte- Part 1  Part 2 Part 3 Finished

Eric Coulter

Inside Divergent - (MA) Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8  Part 9  Part 10 Finished

Little Boy Blue (FLUFF) - Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Finished

Broken (ANGST&SMUT) - A/N Ch. 1 Ch. 2 Ch. 3 Ch.4 Ch.5 Ch.6 Ch.7 Ch.8 Ch.9 Ch.10 Ch.11 Ch.12 Ch.13  Ch.14 Ch.15 Ch.16 Finished

DRABBLES

Running Late (FLUFFY)

[ladyvillainous]

Eric Coulter SFW Alphabet

Was tidying up some of my WIP folders and stumbled across this so here have another alphabet. This may be a little out of character for some fans, but it's consistent with my version of his character from my full length fic on Wattpad and the imagines on here.

A Affection

(How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

In public he doesn't usually, unless he's making a point to someone making it clear you're his. In private he's reserved as he likes his own personal space as do you. When he does show affection it's borderline rough like his personality, he'll warp his arms around you tightly or kiss you passionately when in the mood to, don't expect soft gentle caresses it's not in his nature.

B Best friend

(What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He'd be very difficult to get close to his arrogant and scary demeanour keeping most people away. At first, he'd try to scare you aware by being vicious and grouchy maybe even violent (around you not to you) but if you stick around long enough, he'll start to soften (as much as he ever does) getting used to your presence until he accepts it. Generally, he doesn't subscribe to the notion of best friends so if you manage to get under his skin that much it's a definite achievement and he wouldn’t let you go easily.

C Cuddle            

(Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Eric doesn't cuddle…  but that doesn’t mean he won't wrap his arms around you when he walks up behind you or pull you into his side when you flop onto the sofa next to him. He does like to fall asleep with you in his arms, but he doesn't consider that cuddling and would be highly offended if you referred to it that way.

D Domestic

(Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Marriage isn't a concept that's all that common in Dauntless nor at Erudite, neither faction really seeing the need, so it's not something that occurs to him. That being said if he allows you close enough to get into a committed relationship it'll be long term as far as he's concerned, so you're as good as married without the paperwork. He's surprisingly domestic in that he learnt to cook at a young age, out of necessity as his parents were always at work. It's nothing fancy he doesn’t see the need for frills but it's always hearty and well made. His apartment is pristine for the most part, all surfaces clear of clutter and the stainless-steel appliances are streak free. He does have a tendency to abandon his boots and jacket wherever they fall at the end of a long day, but the rest of his clothes always make it into the laundry.

E Ending

 (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If they didn't live together, he'd ghost them until they got the hint, it's not that he'd afraid of conflict so much as he's decided he's done and they're no longer worth his time. If they were particularly persistent or didn't get the memo he'd be quite nasty to them, leaving them in no doubt they were done. If they lived together, he'd tell them straight only resorting to being nasty if they didn't immediately move out of his space.

F Fiancé(e)

(How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He's too serious to sleep around these days it's rare someone sparks his interest enough to want to pursue them. He's definitely too busy given his leadership responsibilities, though he has needs same as everyone else. He also has a past, and he definitely enjoyed his teen years at Erudite with no commitment. He's not afraid to commit but won't go out of his way for someone he doesn't see as his equal and there are very few people he sees this way.

G Gentle

(How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Rough is the best word to describe Eric, if you want someone that'll be gentle with you or open about their feelings, he's not the guy for you. After he lets you in far enough to begin to understand him you discover he's not that complicated. It's quite easy to figure out what's bothering him most the time but getting him to admit it will be like pulling teeth. He's surprisingly patient and astute with you when you're upset about something, he'll even talk you through it if that's what you want or just pull you into his arms until you feel better.

H Hugs

(Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He loves having you in his arms but doesn't need to be touching you at all times which somehow makes it more special when he does reach for you. Being wrapped in Eric’s arms makes you feel safe and protected because you know firsthand what he can do with those arms, being the one he spars with most often.

I I love you

(How fast do they say the L-word?)

He's rarely vulnerable or soft and he hates feeling that way he'd never tell you he loved you but would show you in his own way. It would be very obvious to everyone else once he started falling for you because you'd be one of the few people he wasn't publicly hateful to on the daily

J Jealousy

(How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Very jealous and very possessive. Never actively try to make him jealous because he's too smart to fall for it and then you'd be in trouble one way or another. If you did do it deliberately, you'd only get away with it once, if you did try it again, you'd be over as he hates the games and drama. He doesn't overreact to every little thing, for example he won't mind if you're laughing with another man (unless that man's Four, but that's a special case) but he'll get very ugly if that man touches you unnecessarily or without your express permission. Most of Dauntless know not to misbehave around you now, though the new transfers sometimes find themselves in hot water if they get out of line.

K Kisses

(What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Eric's kisses are all consuming and passionate, if he's going to do something he's going to do it right or be the best and this is no exception, he wants you breathless and unsure of your name when he's done. Other than your lips he loves to kiss your neck and throat because of the way you react when he does. He'd never admit it, but he loves it when you kiss his cheek or temple as you pass him, perhaps running out the door for work or passing him in the corridor. It's the one time he doesn't mind PDA as he loves the fact that you can't seem to stay away from him. Though he'd still hate it if you did that in front of the initiates or in the middle of the dining hall, he has a reputation to maintain after all.

L Little ones

(How are they around children?)

Children are pointless and irritating as far as Eric's concerned, he doesn't like other peoples and he definitely doesn’t want any of his own. If you were to get pregnant he'd be horrified, and he'd take a lot of talking round. If you were determined however he'd get on board eventually but prepared to be overwhelmed by his preparedness as this man does nothing by halves.

M Morning

(How are mornings spent with them?)

Usually, you're both running out the door to the dining hall or for work but when you have a day off together you'll sleep in a little (no more than an hour later than usual) maybe go for a run before cooking breakfast in your apartment and then maybe back to bed or into the shower to burn off the calories.

N Night

(How are nights spent with them?)

Usually, you both arrive back after a late dinner or working late and pretty much fall into bed together, sometimes you read a little or use each other to get over the stresses of the day. On quiet days you like to head down to the pit have drink though Eric dislikes other people in general he finds them more tolerable after a couple of drinks. You might make a beeline to add to your growing tattoo/piercing collection instead if you're feeling inspired. If you've not had much alone time recently you might grab a bottle to go and head back to your apartment.  

O Open

(When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

You know almost nothing about his time at Erudite if you ask he kinda shrugs and says there's nothing to tell, but then sometimes he'll just drop nuggets of information into the conversation, which you use to piece together who he is. He's much more open about the present, but even then he doesn't offer much you have to ask and there's a lot he can't tell you as it's confidential and above your pay grade.

P Patience

(How easily angered are they?)

Eric can go from zero to pissed in a nano second under the right provocation, but he very rarely loses his head completely. He keeps his temper under control and funnels that anger into how he responds, so the punishment often appears to outweigh the crime while he looks calm and collected. Those that know him best, know that his anger shows in his eyes and the way his jaw clenches, those that know his tells just get the hell away from him when he displays certain behaviour. Ever year it surprises you how long it takes the initiates to catch on.

Q Quizzes

(How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing or do they kind of forget everything?)

He's got a fantastic memory and remembers almost everything someone that's important to him does and says. But this can work against you if you do something he doesn’t like, as it takes a long time for him to get over it.

R Remember

(What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

In order for him to commit to you he'd have to let his guard down and that would necessitate some sort of sacrifice or grand (but private) gesture on your part. He wants to know that you choose him and will continue to choose him and that would be something he hangs onto and remembers.

S Security

(How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He'd be very protective of you but not in a fight all your battles way, more of a he'll help you train to be strong enough to fight your own way. He'd step in if you needed it and you know that which makes you feel safe and secure when around him, not many can say the same. He doesn't consider himself as needing protection and physically he's right, but he needs to be protected in the sense that he needs reassurance that you have his back. He'd need you to take his side publicly even if in private you're telling him he's a complete idiot.

T Try

(How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Eric doesn't do anything by halves so if you want to celebrate an anniversary or go on a date he'd go all out, in his own way. You'd have to ask though because otherwise it wouldn't occur to him to plan something. He'd want to keep it private though, so while you might come home to find the apartment covered in candles and dinner on the table, he'd deny it if you told anyone, not that anyone would believe you.

U Ugly

(What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Violent, bad tempered, arrogant, vicious…. the man is a walking bundle of red flags. For the most part none of the worst ones would get directed at you if you were in a relationship, outside of a little locational fall out i.e. wrong place, wrong time. However, you'd still spend a good portion of your time defending him or despairing of him in equal measure. He would never hurt you physically unless you were sparring and then he doesn't hold back, but then nor do you and he'd expect that of his partner, he wouldn't respect someone who did anything less.

V Vanity

(How concerned are they with their looks?)

He's lowkey vain in the sense that he likes to look presentable at all times, hair slicked back carefully, tattoos’ and piercings on full display but isn't precious about it. For example, he's not got a problem getting a bit rumpled and sweaty when working out, not really caring if he's gone bright red or his hairs a mess. Even you wouldn’t dare mess his hair when he's just done it but you take great delight in running your hands through it in the privacy of your apartment when you're getting down and dirty. At first, he'd roll his eyes at your but it's now become something he really enjoys especially when you pull

W Whole

(Would they feel incomplete without you?)

No, he doesn't need you he doesn’t need anyone, but he wants you with him and that's more powerful in my opinion. He doesn’t consider himself one half of a couple that needs the other to be complete, he wants a partner that makes his life better than it was before and would want it to be the same to you. The sum of the parts should be more than the individual to make it worth it.

X Xtra

(A random head canon for them.)

He's remarkably well read and intelligent even for an Erudite transfer.  Considering his build most people think he spent all his time working out, but what people don't know is that when he's not working or working out, he almost always has a book in his hand. He feels he has to hide it now he's Dauntless, the faction as a whole doesn't have much time for books. They actually wouldn't care but they would think it a little odd and might tease him for it, which would detract from his scary leader persona.

Y Yuck

(What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Weakness, to keep up with him and be his partner in life you need to be strong and capable and able to give as good as you get or more. Disloyalty, he knows most people think he's overly harsh or an asshole which he acknowledges he is but calling him out on it publicly would bother him even if you did it jokingly, he'd only put up with it for so long. He'd hate having his authority questioned even in private, but you'd be more likely to get away with it that way. Counterintuitively he'd be more attracted to someone that challenges him, he needs to be kept on his toes.

Z Zzz

(What is are some sleep habits of theirs?)

Can sleep anywhere, anytime, wearing anything… has actually fallen asleep on the chasm ledge once (admittedly he was drunk) after that you make sure someone is with him at all times when he's been drinking in the pit. Usually, he sleeps on his back one hand tucked up and under his pillow, the other wrapped around you clad in his boxers briefs and a t-shirt

[littleoceanfairy]

It’s bad

Eric Coulter x reader (female) Fandom: Divergent Words: 772

*Trigger Warning* blood, violence, guns,  Hunting down fractionless had been the only task you had been assigned for the past few month. They were starting to cause problems with getting supplies to the compound and on the train tracks.

"No FL spotted on the main grounds. Checking out the tracks in the west now. Team 2 - what is your location?", your Pager alerts and while telling the other team your location you round another corner, signaling your partner to follow close behind. "Team 2 we're checking the warehouse. Meeting up with Team 1 on the tracks towards the compound on the east side.", you page the others and push open the metal door leading into the warehouse where dauntless store the Equipment used during training. Lynn, your partner, starts checking out the left side while you walk around the right aiming your gun at possible hiding spots for unwanted visitors.

"All clear over here. How's it looking on your side?", Lynn pages you and the moment you want to answer a bullet hits the metal plank next to your head. "Under fire! Right side warehouse! Support standby.", you crouch behind a shelf filled with training mats waiting for another signal of where the intruder might be. "I'm coming in from the back! Team 1 spotted close by!", you can hear Lynn's voice through the pager on your chest. You take a safe stance and aim your gun towards where the shot must have come from. You can't see a single movement - neither on the ground nor on one of the shelves. "I can't see anyone. Not sure if it's a group or a stray.", you page the others and make your way towards the next shelve to clear it. You can spot Lynn approaching from the opposite sides and signal her to check the last row since now the fractionless could only be hiding there. "We're right outside. If you spot them get them cornered and we'll support.", you can hear Edwards voice through the pager while checking beneath the shelves.

Another shot echos through the warehouse and as you get up to get towards it, a bullet hits you.

Letting out a pained scream you start running towards the direction where the shot came from, ignoring the throbbing pain that shoots through your shoulder and neck. "Immediate support. FL spotted on the left, row 6!", your voice sound breathless but hearing the other team and your partner approaching behind you makes you keep pushing through.

You spot one Fractionless man trying to hide on one of the shelves and shoot, hitting him right in the forehead. He falls over and hits the ground where another person is trying to run towards the exit. You fire another shot and it hits his leg.

"We got it! Stay back.", Edward pushes past you and with Lynn by his side they injure another three Fractionless and  gather them to take them to headquarters for interrogation.

As you stop running you start feeling the impact that the bullet had. Looking down your front side you can see blood seeping through your black shirt. Your legs give out and you fall to your knees clutching your hand over the wound. Trying to calm your breathing you look around - Edward and Lynn are starting to take the remaining Fractionless outside while Eric is walking towards you.

"Great job. We knew that stuff was missing from here and you finally got these assholes!", he gives you a smug smile and offers you a hand to help you up but as soon as he sees the drops of blood that are starting to fall to the floor his facial expression changes completely.

"I think I'm hurt Eric.", you can barely speak and you're getting dizzy. Before you tumble over Eric grabs you by your hip and upper arm. Looking up at him you take a shaky breath and let your hand drop so he can see where you've been hurt. Eric carefully pushes your shirt to the side and his eyes grow wide. "It's bad Eric. I think I'm dying.", you whisper as he picks you and starts running toward the exit to get to the train tracks. As he passes the rest of your Teams he yells something at them but you can't understand anything and your vision ist getting blurry. Somehow he is able to get both of you onto the train without causing further injuries and lays you down in the compartment. "Come on now you're not going to die today!", Eric presses his hand down onto the wound while keeping an eye on his surroundings in case of an ambush

[brknmnds]

@velvetandlavenders asked:

Alot of NSFW memes for Eric that are all very similar so you get it piled in as one.

When he first saw her that year after he transferred to Dauntless, he hadn't been expecting to see her in the following years transfers, she was every bit a Eurdite, he would have never thought she would transfer.

He was not the boy from Eurdite that she remember, who lost their virginity together, a slow and sensual experience was nothing like what they were currently doing. There they laid on their sides, spooning and Eric pounding her roughly from behind, his hand wrapping his hand around her throat and tightening his grip.

[jeanineneve]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAI COURTNEY

[angelsvoice1love]

Eric watching you, doing your daily routeing ( part 2 of you speaking up)

1 week later.

You were hitting the punching bag, hitting it harder by the second.

Eric.... What did the punching bag ever do to you? Eric asked you, making you shiver from his breath on your skin.

Jumping away from him, you pulled off your boxing glove's throwing them on the table as you took a sip of your water.

Y/n.... Can I help you?

Eric.... You know, no one is allowed in here after hours. He spoke, walking closer. As he took your hand in his as he started taking the wrapping off of your hands.

You didn't say anything as you looked up at him, as he concentrated taking it off and started on your other hand. As he finished up, he locked eyes with yours.

His beautiful blue eyes, staring into your e/c eyes. You didn't move, as his hand kept holding onto yours.

Just then you yanked your hand away, turning your back to him as you gathered your things ready to go.

Y/n.... So what now? Are you going to tell Max? You asked, as you flung the back pack over your shoulder.

Eric.... No. Since you are a leader, I could let this slide.

Y/n.... Mm- I'm not falling for it. What do you want Eric? You wondered, as he took a step closer.

Eric.... Mm. He pretended to think, as he tapped his chin.

Y/n.... As soon as you know, come and find me. You turned, out of pure annoyance.

"Later that evening"

You just finished making coffee, taking a sip a cold wind blew in through your balcony. Shivering, you walked over to the bedroom grabbing your oversized sweater and threw it over your black T-shirt, and over your shorts.

You turned on the radio, listening to everyday music from Dauntless. You took a sip of your coffee, when a knock stopped you from drinking your coffee.

As you opened the door, there he stood. Eric, and his eyes was scanning your body.

Eric.... Can I come in?

Y/n.... Why?

Eric.... I've finally decided what I'd like, in return.

Y/n.... Fine. You responded, as moved aside for him to walk in. So, what exactly do you want Eric?

Eric.... I want us to go back to normal.

Y/n.... Us? What? What do you mean, go to normal? We never had anything "normal" ever.

Eric.... Y/n-

Y/n.... What exactly-

Eric.... Y/N! Eric yelled, making you freeze. I want things to go back to normal, before the kiss. I shouldn't have kissed you that night. I was caught up in the moment, but that's all. We pretend nothing ever happened, and go back to having our weird but unique friendship.

Y/n.... That's it? Just be friends again? I'd thought you'd want something else.

Eric.... No. I miss you. I miss my badass right hand girl, who strangely has a soft side. As well as a loving and caring nature.

Y/n.... It's kinda hard to push that side away. But you have a deal Eric. But I swear, if you cross the line like that again our friendship is over. For good.

Eric.... Deal

[aerislove]

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