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Setting the Pace	By : QuinnyLgal Category: G through L > The Hunger Games Trilogy Views: 10685 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author’s notes: Okay so I know this idea might disturb you… but I have had this idea in my head for some time now and I need to put it down on paper.
He watched as Katniss downed her very large glass of whiskey and slammed the glass down on the table. There was defiantly something wrong if she had to break into his secret stash of liquor bottles. He noticed she had already finished the half a bottle he had left from last night’s binge and in her drunken state she has not noticed he has entered the house yet.
“Oh sweet heart, what are you doing?”
She turned around and he could see she had been crying recently. He could see the path the tears had carved into her cheeks. Katniss always reminded him of her, Maysilee; his Rue.
Upon hearing his voice she startled at first but then reached for the other glass and poured him a drink and gestured to the chair across the table.
“I have to talk to you Haymitch and I didn’t want to be sober when doing it.”
He nodded and downed his drink before sitting down and pouring another one. If she didn’t want to be sober than he defiantly wanted a buzz going. He quickly downed the new drink and winced; the first drink is always the sweetest.
“What is it then?”
She looked him in the eye and he could see her trying to gather her thoughts.
“I got a call from President Snow today…”
Haymitch had been dreading this moment. He knew this was coming, even as a victor you are still a slave to the capital. He grabbed the bottle and took a big swig of the bottle and Katniss looks down.
“So, you know then, what he wants. What he wants me to do, for the highest price.”
He looks at his fellow victor barely out of the arena and being thrown into a whole new kind of battle. She looked completely broken and helpless sitting there across from him. Maybe it’s the alcohol, maybe it’s the uncanny likeness to Maysilee but he closes the gap between them encloses her in his arms. He feels her stiffen at first and then surrender to his embrace. He felt his shoulder becoming wet and smelled the salt in her tears.
“He threatened my family, my sister. Will I always be a pawn for the capitol to play with?” She looks up into Haymitch’s eyes and says “I’m a virgin.” The look in her eyes is heart breaking and soon her eyes are so tear filled she has to blink some away. “I refuse to have a stranger be my first. Will you have sex with me Haymitch.”she asked tentatively . His arms instantly release her and he backs away from her. “You’re drunk sweet heart. You need to go home.” He walks to the door and opens it for her. “I’m sure you would rather do it with your cousin, what was his name?”
“Who? Gale? He would read too much into it and get all emotional. I need to do it with someone I trust, who will understand my motivation and not get all mushy. That’s you Haymitch. There is no one else, I have gone over it a thousand times.”
“I know younger victors who would understand from other districts, Finnick, for example…”
Finnick was a handsome victor from a few years ago that everyone in the disricts and capital still know by name. Katniss is shaking her head and walking over to Haymitch.

“Anyone else would have to travel here, I told you, I thought it over already, and you’re it.” She presses her body against his, feeling his body shutter at his touch.
“Please help me. I don’t want the capital to take this from me too.”
He looks her in the eye for a few moments searching for the truth he knows is there. He slowly releases the door and lets it close and leans against the wall for support. Katniss takes this as a sign of surrender and pushes her hips into his. He feels her breath on his neck which is quickly followed by her lips kissing along his neck line. He doesn’t even notice that Katniss had been pulling his resistant hands until he found himself grabbing her very firm ass; pulling it towards his body. By now Katniss has made her way up his neck and down his jaw. Her next kiss should land right next to his mouth but he turns his head at the last minute a catches her full on the lips.
His tongue runs along her lips as he teases his way into her mouth. Haymitch knows she deserves better than him but if it is really what she wants…
He breaks their kiss and looks down into Katniss’ eyes. “Are you sure sweet heart? Cause we are hitting the point of no return pretty rapidly.” He shifts his hips against hers so she can feel the effects of their kiss. She gasps a little at the contact and he sees the determination in her eyes.
She puts her hands on his shoulders and pulls him away from the wall and has him stand in front of her. Haymitch wonders what is going on until he sees her unzip the dress she had been wearing for her meeting with Snow earlier. He watches it slowly fall from her body to reveal the perfectly matching under garments Cinna hand selected. The green thong and brazier brought out the green in her eyes.
If it wasn’t obvious at first he was sure it was now, he wanted to fuck her. Even in his primal state of lust he knew it was more than just sex he wanted; he wanted to protect her from this life, from the capitol and ultimately Snow. He knew he couldn’t so he will settle for doing the best he can. It’s the least he could after letting Peeta die. ‘Now is not the time Haymitch,’ he tells himself. Despite the growing desires Haymitch lets Katniss set the pace. She watches him as he stares at her breasts and her hips openly.
“So you do find me attractive then.” She states and he laughs his rich laugh and crosses his arms over his chest.
“Sweet Heart, it’s hard not to notice your, assets when you are practically begging me to fuck you.” He watches her shutter at his crud language. He smiles and removes his pants. She gasps and really notices the bulge of his underwear and her cheeks flush. Her eyes take in his skin. She lingers on his scar across his stomach, a reminder of the games. She decides that for and old guy he is actually quite good looking. It’s his constant drunken state that drives away any potential dates. Lucky him.
She walks up to him and presses her hand against his chest letting it slowly drop to his waist line. He looks at her with an odd twinkle, almost as if he is daring her. She smirks back and her hand disappears under his waist line. He lets out a small gasp as he feels her hand wrap around the head of his dick. The callouses have been removed for her date tomorrow and her hands are so soft and light. He can barely control himself with her soft touches exploring his dick.
His hands slowly start moving up her body and eventually he has one of his hands on her breast and the other gripping her ass. He is massaging her breast through the sheer green fabric. He can see her pink nipple becoming hard and he bends over to capture her nipple in his mouth. He sucks and licks until he feels her grasp his dick a little too hard. That is when he moves over to the other nipple. Soon he has both nipples hard and straining against the sheer green fabric of her bra. He reaches down to still her hand.

                “Easy now sweet heart, we have all night. At your rate I will be done before you even get going.” He teases. “I have plans that include the both of us. He scoops her up in his arms and laughs as she grabs the bottle of whiskey on the way to his room.
She takes a couple of gulps from the bottle then offers it up to Haymitch’s mouth. She giggles as she holds the bottle up for him to drink. Then puts it down on the desk they pass. He throws her down on the bed and rips her thong off. His hands travel up her legs starting at her ankles. As they travel he places kisses on the newly exposed skin.
Her legs fall open to him and she begins to tilt her hips towards his hands. His right hand reaches her clit and he begins to massage it. She gasps and he takes the moment to slide his finger deep into her hot wet pussy. She makes another loud remark and he smirks and lets his mouth find her clit. His tongue begins to swirl all over her clit and pussy. He takes his time to lap up some of the juices that spill out, all the while pumping his finger in and out of her pussy. He feels her hands snake through his hair and press his face closer to her clit.
Haymitch can feel her legs shaking, and he knows she is close to release so he takes a moment to pull his finger out and look down at her. Her eyes were filled with lust and desire. He never thought he could make anyone let alone this young girl look at him that way. She trusts and cares for him, enough to allow him to take her virginity. He felt moisture gathering at the head of his dick, damn pre cum.

                “Please, I am so close Haymitch, please.” She begged. That nearly broke his heart, or what was left of it. He brought his hand back but this time he pushed two fingers into her. She squeaked at the added girth but she was soon rocking her hips into his thrusts. He took that encouragement and started to pull his fingers apart preparing her for his girth. He then re attached his tongue to her clit and thrust until she came. He kept thrusting at her clit, letting her ride out her orgasm. Slowly he starts to thrust his tongue into her pussy lapping up all the juices. She tastes so sweet.
He draws himself up to look at her. She has never looked sexier with her hair all devilish and one breast half in her flimsy bra. Her pussy was wet and pink and looked so inviting. His dick twitches at the thought of being able to fuck her soon. “What are you thinking?” she asks him interestedly.
                He grins and responds, “I was just thinking how sexy you looked and how lucky I was to be able to fuck you.” He awaited her blush but she just smirked back and said “Really? I was thinking the same thing.” That he wasn’t expecting. She then came forward and pulled his remaining clothes off. He watched her looking at his dick; Haymitch did have a big dick but he wasn’t expecting her to take it all, he knew how to use his weapon. He smirked at that thought.
“What are you thinking?” he asks her this time. She looks up at him; her face is partially obstructed by his dick, again it twitches. “I was thinking that you have a very large dick and I don’t know how to start this.” She replies honestly.
He chuckles and motions for her to move over. He lies down in the middle of the bed and positions her above his dick. “This way is best cause you can control the fun sweet heart. You set the pace.” She nods and slides the head of his dick into her warm pussy. He lets out a low moan which startles Katniss and she loses her balance and ends up taking in more of his dick then she originally intended. Her pussy clamps down at the sudden intrusion. He feels her virgin skin tear on his way in. He looks up at her and sees the pain on her face. His hands immediately go to her round perfect breasts; he tears her bra off and it falls on the bed in tatters. Her tiny pink nipples are finally exposed to the world. And he takes a moment to admire them bouncing around at his eye level before he leans forward to capture one in his mouth.
                “Katniss is starting to release her pussy’s death grip on his cock and he feels like he might be able to last a while again. “Haymitch…” he hears her call, so he continues his pursuit of her nipples, sucking, teasing, trying to drive her over the edge.
                “Haymitch…” He hears a little louder, all the while her pussy remains still around his dick. It is maddening but he lets her set the pace. This is not for his pleasure, completely, just an added bonus for Haymitch.
Suddenly he feels her hands pulling his face away from her nipples. “Could you lay off my tits for one minute and listen to me?” she asks sarcastically. He chuckles and looks up, “You have my attention now sweet heart what is it?”
She looked a little bashful but she held his eye contact, which later he will always give her credit for, “What do I do next?” she asked gesturing down toward their conjoined bodies. He chuckles again which he saw gave her shivers. He grabs her hips and gently lifts her up ad then back down, being careful not to put too much of his length in her pussy. Slowly he feels her hips start rocking and his hands travel up to her breasts.
He continues to roll her pink nipples between his fingers loving every sound she is making. He can feel her pussy clenching down on his dick and her legs start to quiver. All of a sudden her release clenches down on his dick persuading him to follow, but he resists. His plan is not complete yet. Katniss losses her balance and falls all 6the way down on Haymitch’s dick. His balls become wet with her juices and again he nearly loses it. He grabs Katniss and flips her over so he is now on top and she is on the bottom. His dick never leaving her hot pussy. Now that Katniss had taken his whole dick it was his turn to set the pace. He begin wiggling his hips slowly working in and out of her pussy. He wanted to remember every stroke and drive her insane with need. It seemed to be working; he could feel her hips bucking underneath him. He liked a girl who participates and rewarded her with and increased pace.

                He could feel the sweat dripping down his back and he loved it. This was the best way to burn so calories after all. He grabbed her hand and forced it down to his balls practically begging her to play with them. She begings to massage his balls and he emits a low noise. “I’m close, sweet heart.” He warns her, she nods in response and bucks her hips more furiously. She is practically dripping wet. He can’t wait to add his hot seed to that mix. Just as he is about to come he hears her whisper in his ear “thank-you” it was soft and gentle, just like her. His release is loud and pleasure is radiating from every one of his nerves.
Haymitch, ever the gentleman rolls off Katniss but she rolls with him to land on top of him chest to chest. She grabs his arms and wraps them around her in a warm naked embrace. He waits till he feels her breath even out before he reaches for the bottle and finishes it off. He was not expecting this to happen this afternoon when he woke up, but he can’t say that it was the worst thing to happen. Things will not be the same again. That is for sure. It will be interesting to see how this will play out. For now, he will follow Katniss’ lead. After all, she sets the pace.
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