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Appearances	By : aquarpisc Category: G through L > The Hunger Games Trilogy Views: 5839 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games trilogy or the characters. No money is made from this, purely for entertainment purposes.
Chapter 3
She’s going to kill me, I think as I look up at her window. It’s been almost a week since our last “meeting”. Needless to say, she’s been a little pissed at me since she had to climb out of the second story window. We could have tried to sneak out of the room, separately of course but apparently that wasn’t an option. I don’t know why she’s so pissed; she practically lives for climbing trees. She’s refused my texts, my calls, and my IM’s for putting her in that situation. Correct me if I’m wrong but wasn’t she the one that asked for the bathroom? She’s as much to blame as I am.
Apparently Johanna has become very suspicious of Katniss’ disappearance that night. That chick is too smart for her own good. We need to be even more careful. It would do no good for my mother to get wind of our relationship. She is the main reason we have to be so discreet. Well, my mother and hers. See it all happened about 7 years ago. That’s when the war between our families started.
When we were around 11, Katniss’ father passed away and her mother fell into a deep depression. Not one to ask for help, Katniss took it upon herself to keep her family living. Things got pretty rough quickly and they found themselves starving. I watched helplessly as Katniss became skin and bones. It was by chance when she found herself outside my family’s bakery. I burned the bread to save her life and took a huge hit from my mother which Katniss witnessed. In order to pay me back for my kindness, Katniss informed CPS anonymously of my mother’s abuse. Somehow, and don’t ask me how but my mother has her ways; she found out and retaliated by informing CPS herself that Katniss and Prim were close to death because of their invalid mother. This caused both of our families to be closely monitored by CPS for a couple of years.
This by the way wasn’t fun. However, on one hand, it got Mrs. Everdeen out of the funk she’d been in and mother to stop the abuse on me. On the other hand, it started a bitter war between the families. If either of their mothers knew of our relationship, things would turn ugly…fast. The scandal was well known throughout our small town. No one can do anything here without somebody spreading the word.
If my mother ever became aware of our status, let’s just say things would not be pretty. You think I’m joking…I’m not. One time in middle school, Katniss and I happened to be standing next to each other as we waited for our rides. We had nothing against each other, we saved each other. It was a silent, mutual understanding but it became clear that day we were to have nothing to do with the other. My mother pulled up and to be polite, I threw a small smile in goodbye which she returned shyly. The instant I opened the car door, the yelling started. I was to not talk to the Everdeen family, not look at them, and even be in the same room as one. When we got home, I was sent to my room for the rest of the day. I was heading back from the bathroom when I heard my mother on the phone. I heard the name Everdeen and abuse and walked slowly back to my room.
The next morning Katniss wasn’t at school. My mother always did like to cause trouble. I heard through several people that CPS showed up at the Everdeen residence but whatever lies my mother told them were unwarranted. That didn’t stop Katniss from blaming me. Our truce, it seems, was over. The glares she threw my way told me so. I began to resent her, I mean; it wasn’t me who said those things. I got blamed for things my mother did. She sent a glare my way, I sent one back. A sneer here, an insult there and so on and so on. Things continued that way for the next few years until the day that changed everything…
I shake my head and clear my thoughts. I look up at her window again. How the hell am I going to get up there, I ask myself. You climb you idiot is the only answer that comes to my mind. “Dammit,” I whisper to myself. Climbing trees and me do not mix well. Looking at the tree, I take a deep breath. “Well here goes nothing.”
Nothing, I find out is exactly what I’m getting. It’s actually more like nowhere. Climbing a tree is a lot harder than it looks. Shit, I think to myself and look around for another option. A few minutes later, as quietly as I can, a ladder is leaning against the house heading up to Katniss’ window. Smiling victoriously, I start to climb as quietly as I can. I notice her window is slightly opened to let a soft breeze enter her room. Yes, I think. Luck is on my side tonight.
Peeking inside, I make sure I can sneak in without alerting anyone of my presence. Her bedroom door is slightly ajar and the light from hallway lights up the room just enough for me to see. Perfect, I inch up the window slowly and climb through, careful to not trip on anything. I stop at the foot of her bed and get a good look at the woman I love and feel myself tighten. Katniss Everdeen is lying in bed on her back in nothing but a tank top and panties, her legs twisted a thin sheet. Stop that, I think to myself. I didn’t come here for this, I came to talk. But talking is the last thing I want to do.
I walk around her bed, head to the door and shut it, just in case her mother gets up. I don’t need interruptions. I sit on the bed beside her and contemplate my situation. I can reach over and shake her awake and hope she doesn’t wake up screaming or I can…No Peeta, get it together. Just reach over and shake her awake, but apparently my hand has decided not to follow my brain…at least not the one up north. Instead, it finds its way to her breast and caresses it softly. I stop my movement as Katniss stirs a little and mumbles in her sleep.
Damn it, I’m going to hell. But at least I’ll reach heaven first, I think grinning evilly to myself. I take off my shoes and carefully climb into bed so that I’m leaning over her body. I start planting soft, wet kisses along her neck and inch my hand underneath her top. She lets out a soft moan but continues sleeping. She must be tired; Katniss is not a light sleeper. I know she’ll probably kill me when she wakes up but all I can think is, what a way to go.
Her mouth is open as I move down her body. I inch up the tank slowly, careful not to wake her until her full round breasts are exposed in the pale moonlight. I lean down and lick a nipple on her left breast as my other hand massages her right. Oh god, is the room becoming hotter or is it just me? Katniss releases a sigh as my mouth latches onto a nipple and I begin to suck gently. I keep my eyes on her to make she’s still sleeping and continue. I flick my tongue back and forth against her nipple and a small whimper escapes, her mouth falling open. Her body begins to stir and I stop and lean back. I don’t want her awake just yet.
I rise up and kiss her softly and she immediately responds opening her mouth and plunging her tongue inside mine. She breathes deeply through her nose as I pull away and a small content smile is placed on her lips but still she stays asleep. I smirk and continue kissing my way down her body. I reach her belly button and dip my tongue and swirl it around. My hands reach her hips and gently start to tug her panties down. She lifts her hips up involuntarily and inch them down. I slide them down her legs all the while keeping my eyes on her face. A deep red blush has crept up from her chest to her face and her breathing is becoming erratic much like my own.
As soon as her panties are off, her legs fall open. My eyes dart down to her most intimate parts and I let out a low groan. She’s so beautiful and I don’t waste any time stealing a taste. This is quite possibly my most favorite thing to do. Katniss very rarely allows me my most deepest pleasure. “It’s just so weird Peeta,” she’s told me before.
“Am I not doing it right,” I asked my ego deflating a bit. “You don’t like it.”
Katniss blushed and looked down, “I didn’t say that, you’re perfect actually. I just mean, how can you love to do that? Isn’t it…smelly?”
I’ve never laughed so hard in my life and earned a hard glare from my girlfriend as she turned to leave. “Katniss,” I say pulling her back to me. “I’m sorry I laughed, it’s just…how can you not know what you do to me? And to answer your question no, you’re not smelly. I love your scent, I feed off of it actually. I love the way you taste.” Katniss had that small shy smile at my words and then rolled her eyes and changed the subject.
I scoot down the bed a little and grab one leg and place it over my shoulder. I start with flicking my tongue against her little nub. A gasp escapes her mouth and I smile to myself. She can complain all she wants, but I know she secretly loves this by her response. My tongue licked and nipped. The taste of her was sweet and incredible. Katniss is squirming now and moans are being released. I sneak a look at her and see her hands are clenching the sheets. Her head is moving back and forth and she’s biting her lip and whimpers softly. Even in sleep, she’s trying to keep quiet. I lick her and suck from top to bottom.
Out of the corner of my eye, I can see she’s starting to wake up. Her eyes are glassed over as they open slowly trying to figure out what’s going on. I decide to up the ante and plunge my tongue into her. A hand grabs my hair and I first I think she’s going to pull my head off her but instead she pushes my head deeper into her and arches her back and rolls her hips into my mouth. “Peeta,” she gasps. I can tell it’s getting harder for her to control the sounds she’s making. I pick myself up a bit and thrust two fingers into her. She lets out a scream. I freeze for a second waiting for any sounds of movement in the house. There isn’t any.
She sits up leaning on her elbows; her eyes are wide and claps a hand over her mouth. I reach down and grab a pillow that fell on the floor and throw it at her. I thrust my fingers back in and reach up to twist a nipple. She falls back on the bed pushing the pillow hard over her face. I can tell she’s close by the way her hips are thrusting against my fingers. Dammit, I really love to do this but I can’t help my own desires. I press my hips into the mattress to relieve some tension. Katniss is writhing frantically, I grab her other leg and place it against my other shoulder. My fingers are still thrusting in and out of her and I lean down and suck hard on her clit. Katniss’ loud scream is muffled by the pillow and her thighs tighten around my head as her orgasm overtakes her.
I lap up all the juices she releases and pull out my fingers as I gently bring her down from her orgasm. I sit back on my knees and grin happily when she throws the pillow off her face and back to its original position on the floor. She takes big gulps of air and leans back on her elbows. “What the fuck Peeta,” her face is flushed as she hisses while trying to catch her breath.
I give her a smirk with a raised eyebrow and shrug my shoulders. “What…I was hungry.”
The look of irritation she tries to keep on her face falls and she lets out a chuckle. She smiles mischievously and reaches down to pull her tank top off her body. Crawling on all fours towards me, she whispers seductively, “Someone’s wearing too much clothes.” I smile at her and start to pull my shirt over my head but her hands stop mine. “No, let me.”
I let go and she grabs my shirt. I raise my arms over my head and she pulls it off easily. Her mouth finds mine in a passionate kiss. I grab her head with both my kids and tilt her head to side to deepen it. Her hands that were on my chest move down tracing the muscles on my stomach. I sigh into her mouth and our tongues fight for dominance. Her hands are on the waistband of my jeans and she pops open the button and slides down the zipper. I’m kissing along her neckline when she reaches inside my boxers and takes ahold of me.
Her hand pumps me slowly and I take my mouth off her and hiss. “I am not going to last long if you keep doing that.”
“Well by all means, let’s get this over with then,” she says as she pulls me on top of her and we fall back on the bed. She tries to help me push down my pants but my feet get caught.
“Shit,” I grunt out and quickly stand and shed myself of the offending clothes. Katniss giggles and pulls me down on her. I waste no time and I thrust inside of her. She pulls my head down to hers and swallows my groan.
“Shhh,” she whispers and meets my thrusts and spreads her legs wide so I fall even deeper inside. Dammit this feels too good. I lean on one arm and pull her leg up high to her side. She’s gasping for breath again and pulls my hand to her mouth to suck on a finger. This is my undoing and my I push my head into the crook of her neck and come inside her. She bites my shoulder hard when she feels my pulsating cock and releases her own orgasm.
I lift my head once my breathing is back to normal and give Katniss a short kiss and sit up to start putting my clothes on. I am just finishing pulling up my pants and start to tie my shoelaces when I feel Katniss’ arms snake around my shoulders hugging me from behind. She kisses my neck softly as I’m tying the second knot and whispers, “I missed you.”
I chuckle and turn a little to return her kiss. “Next time you’re mad at me, can you at least attempt to talk to me and not shut me out?”
Katniss rolls her eyes and scoots back a bit to allow me pull on my shirt. “Yeah about that, I guess I took that a little too far huh.” She pulls the sheet around her naked body and smiles sheepishly.
I sigh, “Look I know this…situation isn’t ideal, but we’re not gonna have to hide forever,” I tell her, placing a lock of hair behind her ear. “In a year, we’re both going to be in college, preferably far away from everyone in this town and then it’ll be okay.”
“I know,” she says looking down but there’s a sad look in her eye.
“But,” I wait for her to continue.
She sighs and looks into my eyes, “You know I can’t leave Prim.” At this I let my face fall into my hands. “Peeta, she’s my sister.”
“Katniss, we’ve had this argument before,” I get up from the bed and start pacing. “Prim is fine now, your mom is better and has been for years. She’ll be fine if you leave.”
She stays quiet and I can see she’s trying to control her temper. I don’t want to fight again, not after we just made up. “Look,” I say sitting down beside her. “Let’s not worry about that right now, we still have plenty of time to think about our options. I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do. If you don’t want to leave, then I’ll accept it. I won’t be happy about it, but I try to make the best of it.”
She gives me a sad smile. “You’re too good to me Peeta,” she says while giving me a hug.
“Must be why you love me so much,” I say into her hair. I’m beginning to regret coming tonight but I know it’s not true. Any time I get with Katniss is too little as it is. “I better go and let you get your beauty sleep.”
I’m about halfway out the window when she calls out to me. “I do love you, you know,” she tries to reassure me.
“I know,” I say softly and give her a smile. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight,” she whispers and I turn and climb out. My mind drifts back to our conversation on my walk home. This is becoming a problem, all the hiding and sneaking around we’re doing. I’m tired of it. I just want the world to know how we feel about each other. If we don’t get this resolved soon, I can only think of one way things are going to end…my heart breaking.
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