[It's not like Tris isn't hard as hell. But he's had. More time to learn to control how much he wants. Even if it's difficult, heated and in the moment like this. Seeing Jupiter mussed up and wanting, lips wet and looking at him like that, it's. An incredible strain.]

[He brushes his lips over Jupiter's neck, pulling his hair back out of the way.]

I'm going to take you to bed with me, Jupiter, unless you object right now.