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Promise	By : Xylianaa Category: G through L > The Hunger Games Trilogy Views: 8345 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Promise
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A/N: Another exert expanded upon, this one from the fanfic “Songbird” which is the sequel to “Wildfire” and prequel to “War Games.” Again, you don't need to have read the fanfics to understand what was going on, just keep an open mind to the setting.

"I don't want to be alone. Well, maybe a part of me does. But I knew you would follow me and I just... knew you would make me feel better."
Gale never took his eyes off her. He reached out when she stepped closer, grasping both of her hands in his. "I never want you to be alone, Catnip, and I never want you to be upset. I'll do anything I can to prevent that."
Katniss looked down at Gale anxiously for a moment before falling to her knees in front of him, pressing her forehead against their intertwined hands in a rare, vulnerable action. Gale's eyes widened at her motions, but he slowly frowned at her words. "Promise you won't leave me?"
"C-Catnip," he sighed her name. This was war. He knew that there was a chance he would be pulled into more battles after this one as a General and knew that meant he'd need to leave her to go out into the battlefield. But putting this all into comforting words was difficult. Slowly, he ran his fingers over her braid. "I can't promise that, but I promise I'll always come back to you."
She nodded after a moment, expecting this. She turned her eyes up towards his after a moment. No matter how long she sat there with him, she couldn't shake the feeling of dread. In fact, it seemed to grow, slowly overcoming her senses. "I need you," she finally whispered, brokenly.
Gale didn't even hesitate. The moment the words left her, he leaned down, pressing his lips against hers. He didn't need to say anything. It was evident by his actions and the urgency of his kiss that he felt the same. He needed her too.
Katniss immediately kissed him back hard, leaning up on her knees to reach him easier. Almost instantly, her hand found the zipper of his protective jacket, tugging it down quickly. Gale only let go of her for a second once the zipper was down. He pulled the jacket off, letting it drop to the ground. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her up from the ground, and setting her down on her lap.
Her hands immediately found their way into his hair, kissing him more desperately as she realized he wasn't going to question her or tell her no. She didn't care if they were in a dirty train storage room. She wanted him and he wanted her. His right hand rose up slowly, sliding under the lining of her shirt and touching her bare lower back. He traced his fingers gently up her spine before finally breaking away from the kiss slightly, still close enough to feel her breath on his lips. His eyes, filled with need and desire, locked with hers.
Katniss's eyes fluttered open and looked onto his, her desperation, lust, and love for the man in front of her clear. She bit her lip and pulled her hands from his hair before raising them slowly, her desire giving way slightly to nervousness. The dark haired man pulled the shirt up, dropping it to the side with his discarded jacket. His hands found their way to her back, his fingers softly running down as he kissed her shoulder briefly. He trailed his kisses up her neck until stopping at her ear, whispering, "I love you, Katniss."
"Gale." She let out a quiet gasp/moan combination before pressing her hands tightly against his shoulder blades, contrasting with the gentle kisses she began to place under his ear. "I love you. So much."
Katniss released a soft breath she wasn't aware she had been holding against Gale's ear. Each sweep of his broad, rough hands against the soft skin of her back was erasing the bad feeling in the pit of her stomach and replacing the uneasiness with something different, an emotion more feral and sensual that she had never felt before. Her nails bit into his shoulders again before she pulled back slightly and grasped the edge of his shirt tightly in her hands. Gale ran his hands up her back as he kissed her neck once more before leaning away as well to put some space between the two, begrudgingly. He lifted his arms up for her, his darkened eyes never breaking away from her's.
Shivering slightly from the look in his eyes and knowing hers looked the same, she quickly pulled his shirt from his body, throwing it to the ever growing pile of clothes. She immediately wrapped her arms back around him, pulling herself closer on his lap so their chests were pressed together.     Gale's arms snaked back around her waist once she was close. He planted a kiss on her forehead before letting his hands wander to the strap across her back. His hand rested over the clasp but he did not try to remove it yet. Instead, he tilted his head down so his forehead was against hers and kissed her briefly on the lips. As much as he wanted to tear the clothing off, he couldn't without making sure it was what Katniss really wanted. To him, her wants outweighed his own and Gale wouldn't want her to feel uncomfortable or forced into a situation.
"Gale, please," Katniss all but whined against his mouth, moving her hands to slide up his bare sides tenderly. The rolling panic she had felt earlier was quickly turning into large amounts of lust? Love? Want? Need? She didn't know what to call it but she knew it was making her desperate for more of Gale and his uncharacteristic gentleness was just heightening that need.     At her words and touch, all doubts in the hunter's mind vanished. He leaned down again, his lips crashing against her's, filled with untamed passion, as his fingers began to mess with the clasp of her undergarment.



It took him a little longer then he had hoped for, but Gale managed to unhook the clasps. He slid the straps from her shoulders down, his lips remained locked with hers. She immediately kissed him back, matching his fire with her own. Comforted slightly by his inexperience with her bra, she shrugged the bra off the rest of the way to the floor before wrapping her arms back around his neck, slipping her hands into his hair.
Gale's right hand positioned on her lower back while his left rested between her shoulder blades as he pulled her closer, his heart racing wildly. Slowly, his lips moved away from her's, moving down her jawline and neck. His travels stopped here and there as he paused to suck and gently bite down on a few spots, but he continued down towards her chest.
Arching her back toward him involuntarily, Katniss's hands clenched in Gale's hair. Her eyes remained closed as a gasp escaped her lips. Embarrassed by the noises coming from her without permission, she pressed her lips together tightly as her head fell backwards and her breathing hitched. The noise only prompted Gale to continue as he finally reached down to his intended destination. He trailed down her breasts before taking one between his lips and sucking gently down. As he did, the hand on her lower back circled around front to her chest, him forcing his fingers to move lightly despite his own excitement. The hand landed on her unattended breast and began to massage it, stroking thumb against her nipple a few times lightly.
"Oh, G-Gale," Katniss choked out, tightening her hands in his hair and pressing herself closer to him as she moaned again. Suddenly feeling like she couldn't get close enough to him, she shifted in his lap as warmth pooled low in her stomach. She swung a leg over his and, minding his injured thigh, moved so she was straddling his lap and pressing her hips down against his.
Gale couldn't help but groan at their closeness. He flicked his tongue against her a few more times before softly and teasingly biting down. His other hand, however, left Katniss's chest as his fingers tracked down to the rim of her pants, his fingers curling around the button and zipper at their front.     Katniss gave another gasp as she felt his teeth, but almost immediately raised up onto her knees over him, pressing her breasts further against his face. She shifted her legs awkwardly to the side of their bodies so he could get her pants off, moving her hands from his hair down his back.
The hunter pulled his head back, moving slightly away from her chest to focus his attention on her pants. He unfastened the button before pushing down both her pants and underwear together, planting a few kisses on her stomach and chest as he did. His breathing was heavy with anticipation, but Gale willed himself to take his time and be as tender as possible. He didn't want to rush things and tried to make every movement as special as he could, regardless of the fact they were in a dark, dusty storage closet.
    She kicked her last remaining bits of clothing off her feet and ankles before turning her eyes back up to Gale's. The sudden chill on her thighs made her realize that she was completely exposed to him. Unsure how she felt about it, she reached up and grasped his cheeks in her hands shyly before pulling his lips back to hers. Instead of the passion of their last kiss, this one was gentle as she softly slid her lips over his lovingly, sliding her legs to rest between his as she sat back on his knee. Gale sighed against her lips as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, matching her emotions with his body language as he ran his fingers down her braid. He was willing to wait as long as she needed to feel alright around him like this. When his fingers reached the end of her hair, they continued to stroke up and down her back comfortingly.
His patience seemed to bring Katniss's confidence back quickly, his sweetness reassuring her. Her soft kisses became frantic again, her hands becoming more adventurous. She slid them across Gale's shoulders and then down his chest before brushing her fingertips lightly across his stomach. There was only a brief moment of hesitation before she unbuttoned his pants.     The hunter's hand that stroked her back dropped to the top of the crate they were sitting on. Using the strength in his arm to make up for the lack of strength in his injured leg, he lifted his hips up off the box slightly, but just enough for her.
Katniss unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, her hands only shaking marginally. Instead of pulling them off, though, she slid off his lap and onto her knees in front of him. She moved her hands back up his thighs and grasped the waistband of both his pants and underwear, pulling them off in a similar way that he had done with her.     Once the clothes were at his ankles, he kicked them aside but his face almost immediately reddened at her position in front of him. He sat back down on the crate, staring, searchingly, down at her.
Katniss smirked at the look and color of Gale's face, but that was her only immediate response. Slowly, almost curiously, she reached out and grasped the hunter's cock in her hand. While she had seen many naked men when her mother would heal them at their home, she had never seen one hard and large like Gale's before. This thought was the one that prompted her to lean forward suddenly and take him into her mouth.     Gale gasped suddenly as he felt his body shudder at her unexpected actions. Reaching down, he grasped on to her braid subconsciously as he bit down on his bottom lip hard. Between his teeth and lip, he managed to breathe her name between pants of anticipation. "K-Katniss...."
Upon hearing her name, Katniss began to bob her head in earnest. She slid her hands up his thighs until she curled them around his hips. Although she had started off wanting to please him the way he had done with her, she quickly discovered she enjoyed doing this. The way he gasped and said her name, the way his muscles shook under her fingers, put her in a rare position of power over the normally unshakeable, dominant Gale Hawthorne.
"Katniss, Christ," Gale moaned as his head tilted back. His grip on the end of her braid was so tight that his knuckled whitened and he couldn't feel the circulation at his finger tips. His breath hitched as he closed his dark eyes tightly. Gale was completely under her control and enjoying every second of it.
She flicked her eyes up toward him as she continued to move over him. The sight of him, so beautiful and strong, pleasure written all over his face because of her, nearly made her pause in her ministrations but not quite. She swirled her tongue around the tip of him a few times, experimentally, before taking all of him deeply in her mouth, determined.     He let out another moan, trying to keep himself at an acceptable volume but his self-control was slipping. His hips bucked under her, his hand grasped tightly to the side of the crate, and his face grew slightly redder.
With every motion, the hunter felt himself being pushed closer and closer to the edge and wasn't certain how long he'd be able to last.     Katniss moaned around him, the noises he was making causing her face to flush. She became more and more turned on until she finally pulled her mouth off of him, realizing he wasn't going to last much longer. The power had gone to her head as she stood up, still between his legs. She ran a finger down his slightly sweaty face, smirking. "Not yet."
He let out a small, frustrated sigh but her sudden dominant behavior and actions only seemed to further his arousal. He blinked his eyes open, forcing his blurred vision to focus as he stared up towards her, breathless and dazed. She raised a surprised eyebrow, but her smirk grew a little more. She crawled onto the crate, pressing a knee on either side of Gale's hips, running a hand through his hair. She leaned down and ran her tongue from his collarbone to his ear before whispering to him. "Did you like that?"
"G-goddammit, Katniss," he hissed as he grasped on to her hip with one hand. In an attempt to try and gain some dominance back over the situation, Gale slid his other hand over her stomach and up towards her chest.     Katniss, however, grasped his hand before it could reach its destination, enjoying this too much. She held it tightly, entwining their fingers, before pulling his earlobe between her teeth. She bit down before pulling back a little.
"That's not an answer."
Gale groaned as he dropped his now crimson face to her shoulder, squeezing her hand tightly. "Y-yes... I d-did."
"Was that so hard?" she almost purred at him before releasing his hand. She pulled it up to her breast by his wrist. "And now you get a reward."
Lifting his head up slightly from her shoulder, looking up to her briefly before giving a small nod. Gale thought he would have hated this, the hunter never was good at accepting authority and not being in control. But instead, in this situation, it unexplainably excited him. The hunter reached up, taking her breast again in his hand and massaging it again as his head dropped back to her shoulder, planting tender kissing on her skin.     Katniss sighed in pleasure before curling her hands in the hair at the nape of Gale's neck, closing her eyes. She set her cheek on his shoulder, pressing soft kisses against his neck.
Her dominant demeanor began to vanish though as nervousness began to creep in on her. When she spoke next, it was soft, trusting, and remarkably innocent for who the girl was. "Gale... Gale, I want to..." she trailed off but then tried again. "But I've never... I don't know how..."
    Slowly, the hunter pulled his head up as his hand dropped to her hip. He turned his gaze down towards her, a little surprised by her tone and words. He had never been certain if Katniss had ever done this before with Peeta or anybody else, but her confession put those thoughts at ease. He leaned down, kissing her briefly on the lips again. "It's alright, we'll take this slow, okay? Whatever you're most comfortable with."
Katniss's worried expression softened a little as she nodded. She lifted her head from his shoulder, sliding her hand over his on her hip. Before she could stop herself, the words came tumbling from her mouth, laced with jealousy. "Who have you done this with before?"
That caught the hunter completely off guard. He stared down at her for a moment, pressing his lips together. "K-Katniss, now's hardly the time...."
"I think I deserve to know," she shot back, her eyes narrowing a little.
Gale gave a small sigh, though never took his eyes from her. "I've only done this with one other person..."
“Who?”
“Leevy.”
    "Bitch," Katniss mumbled, releasing his hair. "Why did you do it?"
    "Christ, Katniss, I don't know," he sighed, frustrated. "It was stupid and it was a long time ago. I didn't love her or anything if that's what you're worried about."
    "How long ago?"
    "Around the time I turned seventeen, I guess. I might have still been sixteen even."
    She frowned, falling off her knees, her bare ass landing on his thighs. It hurt a little more than she expected and she wanted to strangle the girl even though she knew it was impossible. But they had been best friends and, even back then, she had naively thought that if she had to marry anyone, it would always be Gale. "Alright. Am I better than her so far?"
    Gale could see the hurt in her eyes and immediately felt guilty. He reached forward, putting his hands on her cheeks and looking her in the eyes. "Of course you are, Katniss. I didn't love Leevy, it was a stupid thing I did that I always regretted. I always thought we'd be together and I don't know what I was thinking back then. You're better then her, you're more beautiful, you're stronger, and I love you, Catnip."
    Katniss's expression softened and she smiled, nodding. She scooted further up his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes misting over slightly. "I'm just being stupid and jealous. It was a surprise because, I don't know, I always thought it was just me and you. That it was always going to be just me and you. I love you and I'm sorry for bringing it up." She pressed her forehead against his before running her hand down his arm.
    "It always was just me and you, Katniss. For me, it's always been you," he reassured her, running his fingers down her cheek, his eyes never falling from her. "I'm sorry if my stupid actions ever made you doubt that."
    She shook her head slightly, looking up into his eyes. "Never," she replied softly, pulling his face down a little and pressing her lips against his again.     He immediately returned her kiss, resting his hand on her cheek and wrapping her other arm around her waist again. Relief washed away all his negative feelings almost instantly as he deepened their kiss, his fingers tracking small circles on her lower back soothingly.
    Katniss let out a small noise into his mouth before sweeping her tongue into his mouth, tightening her arms around him. Reassured, the anger she had felt from a few minutes disappeared as she pressed her hips against his again.     Gale her out a small groan against her lips as his hand fell from her cheek. He moved both his hands down to her hips again, grasping on to them and pulled back after a few more seconds. He leaned his forehead against her, speaking in a whisper, "Are you...?"

    "Yeah. Yeah," she replied immediately, whispering as well. She moved her hands to his cheeks tenderly in reassurance, looking up at him. He gave her a small nod with another brief kiss as he lifted her up and over him. He mentally cursed himself for being injured, wishing he could have laid her down so he could have better control. He didn't want to hurt her, so he knew he'd have to use a good deal of strength to be slow and gentle. Regardless, he leaned his head down, kissing the side of her neck as he slowly began to lower her down over him.
    Katniss let out a small noise as she felt him edging into her, but she just bit down on her bottom lip. She leaned her forehead against his shoulder, pressing her knees into Gale's hips slightly, tensing up.     He slowed to a stop, holding her up about halfway down over him to give her the time she needed to adjust. He laid a few more, comforting and loving kisses on her neck and shoulders, though he couldn't help but moan slightly at the feeling of her around him. "J-just... try to relax," he cooed against her skin.
    Katniss wrapped her arms around Gale's neck, nodding a little. Focusing on his soft kisses, she relaxed slowly against his body. "I'm... it's okay."
    Gale turned towards her, lifting his head from her shoulder and pressing his lips against her's again before lowering her down the rest of the way, slowly and cautiously.     She tightened her arms around Gale as she kissed him back but held back any other noises or signs of discomfort. Even though he was inside her, a place where no one and nothing had been before, and it hurt a little more than she expected, it was still Gale. And since it was Gale, she knew he was forcing himself to be gentle and she knew he wouldn't hurt her.
The hunter let out a small moan against her lips, but tried to stifle it. He just stayed there kissing her for a long moment, taking everything in and giving her time to get used to the feeling, even as his self control threatened to slip away with every lingering second that passed.



Finally, he pulled back from the kiss through stayed close as he lifted her slightly. He pushed her back down only once, though his hips bucked under her and he bit his own bottom lip hard.     As Gale's hips moved, Katniss let out another noise, but this time it was more in pleasure than pain. She twisted her fingers tightly in his hair, her hips beginning to move against him at their own accord.     He moaned again as she began to move, bringing his own hips up to match her's. His movements soon turned to thrusts as his fingertips dug slightly into her waist.
"Gale, fuck," Katniss cursed suddenly, leaning her face down and pressing it against the crook of his neck as she thrusted her own hips more forcefully against his. Her breath hitched and her nails bit into the skin of his shoulders sharply as the pleasure began to mount over the pain.     The hunter wrapped an arm around her waist, continuing his movements with an occassional moan as his thrusts became more and more frequent and hard. His control he had been taking such care to mind was slowly being pushed back and upon hearing her call his name, all his reserves vanished. He needed this and needed her, more so then he's ever needed anything.
    She wrapped her legs tightly around Gale's waist, hooking her feet at his back, pulling her body even closer to his. At this, her head fell backwards as she let out her first real moan since they began, her hips moving frantically now. She felt a tightness in her stomach but didn't understand it; she just knew that if they stopped, she would probably die.
Regardless of his lost control, the hunter still had his mind set on focusing more on Katniss then himself. His thrusts never ceased, feeling closer and closer with every motion, but determined for her to finish before he did. He leaned now that her head was back and there was a small amount of space was open between the two, taking one of her nipples again between his lips and flicking his tongue across it.
"Gale! G-Gale," Katniss gasped as her thighs began to tremble. She groaned as her muscles began to clench around him, as pure ecstasy crashed over her for the first time. As a strangled scream built up in her throat, she grasped Gale's face. Regretfully, she pulled his mouth from her breast and pressed her mouth against his hard to stifle her noises, not wanting anyone to hear them.     The hunter groaned against her lips, shuddering at the effects her reactions caused him. His arms wrapped around her waist tightly, knowing he wasn't too far behind her and continued his thrusts, never separating from her lips.
    After a few moments, Katniss's body wanted to go limp against Gale's, but she wouldn't let it. She continued to thrust her hips against his, gripping his hair tightly again, and moving her lips to his neck, scraping her teeth against his erratic pulse point.     He gasped before his body's shudder grew more rapid. After a few more thrusts, he stopped his movements and suddenly pulled himself out of her with hardly a second to spare. He knew of her disdain for parenthood and wouldn't want to accidentally cause her any more hardships. Even now as he buried his face into the nape of her neck and let out one final moan, reaching his climax, her wellbeing was still a priority in his mind.
She gasped slightly at the loss as he was suddenly gone from her body. She opened her eyes and looked down at him quickly, but smiled weakly when she saw what he was doing. She had completely forgotten that sex could often lead to, in her mind anyway, unwanted mistakes and she was thankful that even in the middle of it all he hadn't forgotten. She stroked her fingers softly through his sweaty, dark hair, turning her head to press a kiss to his temple. Gale just held her tightly, staying limply in place for a while longer. When he finally turned up towards her, he kissed her gently on the forehead and ran a hand down her back.
"Katniss," he breathed heavily. "I l-love you. I'll always be here for you...."
    Katniss just nodded, closing her eyes and pressing her forehead against his. She slid her hands over his shoulders and looked up into his eyes after a moment.
"I love you too, Gale. We'll always be together and nothing will ever change that, I promise."
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