Moonacre One Shots

Divergent

Wincing, Maria stepped out onto the fire escape. She was still sore from the week's activities. Her ribs were still aching.
She walked towards the young man, who stood only a few feet away. There was no denying that he was attractive, slightly shaggy hair and a finely shaped face, strong muscled arms slightly straining against his tee-shirt.
Her palms felt clammy and hot and she wrapped her fingers around the iron rail.

Out of the corner of his eye, Robin watched her. Small, skinny but strong. And beautiful, oh so beautiful. Her arms and legs were thin but still lightly toned that you could see they were muscled. A tiny waist and firm hips.

There was so much more to her than what the eye beheld. There was no denying that she did belong in Dauntless. She may have looked prim and proper when he first wrapped his hands around her waist to pull her from the net, the fact that she was the first jumper proved that she was anything but that.

"Robin?" she asked, he turned his head to her. "You know what I am. You know what will happen to me if they find out". Her breath shook and she flexed her fingers and wrapped them back around the rail. "You'd have a lot to gain by telling them. So why haven't you?" He sighed.

"Because I'd rather not see a good person die".

Maria nodded. Robin slouched against the rail. Hands folded in front of him, shoulders hunched.

"Can I ask you something?"

He nodded.

"What's your tattoo?"

"D'ya want to see it?"

She nodded.

Robin straightened up. He turned around and Maria watched as his hands  appeared at the nape of his neck and tugged his tee-shirt over his head before dropping it to the floor.
A great black lion with  scarlet eyes stared blindly at her.

Her eyebrows drew together and she reached out a hand to set it gently against his skin. His muscles went tight before he relaxed again.

A light breathy laugh escapes her when she smiled as she spoke. "That's amazing". He turned his head to her, watching her reaction.
"Why him though?".
This time, he turned around, Maria tried not to notice the defined abdominal or his perfectly chiselled chest.
"I feel like" his voice was rough and he spoke quietly, "that by having him with me, it's a reminder that no matter what I've done in the past, I'm still a good person."

His eyes were suddenly darker. Here stared at her intently before his attention dropped to her collar bone. He gently pushed aside the strap of her tank top and bra. His fingers traced the steed absently. "So you have her?" Robin watched her as she ducked her head down. "I feel like she's always been protecting me". He slipped his fingers under her chin, gently tilting it up.

"I'll always keep you safe".

And then he was kissing her. With arms around her waist, he gently lifted her, until she circled his hips with with her legs.
Cool stone met her skin when, somehow and she didn't know when, her tank top was on the floor and her back pressed into the wall.