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Appearances	By : aquarpisc Category: G through L > The Hunger Games Trilogy Views: 5838 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I don’t own the Hunger Games, they belong to the talented Suzanne Collins!!!
Chapter 1
Peeta’s POV
I carefully glance at her as she walks across the quad so my friends don’t notice. I look back down at my bag as she takes a quick glance in our direction, a scowl crossing her face. That’s the fifth one today.
“There goes the ice queen,” I hear Gale utter in disgust.
I bite the inside of my cheek to hold back a retort, “She’s such a bitch,” Cato chimes in nodding. I’m gritting my teeth now. My friends are silent for a few minutes as I pretend to be busy with my book bag. “Hey Mellark,” Cato calls me. “You have your notes from math today; I spent the whole period passing notes with Glimmer.”
I shake my head at him and chuckle. The notes are low in my bag and as I search for them an idea pops into it. Perfect, I needed an excuse to follow Katniss anyway. “Ah shit,” I say in a dramatic way. “I left them in my locker. I better get them if I want to pass the quiz tomorrow.”
I start gathering my stuff and start walking away when shit for brains yells after me, “What about me, I need them too.”
“Well you should’ve taken your own notes instead of playing footsies with Glimmer,” I call back over my shoulder.
“You’re an asshole, Mellark,” he yells after me.
I shoot him the finger over my head without bothering to look back. My friends are okay guys but they can be douches when they want to be. Little time has passed and I hope I can catch up with Katniss before she’s disappeared. She’s going to her locker. I know this because she always goes to her locker at this time.
Now I know what you’re thinking, but I’m not a stalker. Following her around won’t win me any points if she finds out but I promise it’s not like that. I have been in love with Katniss Everdeen since I was 5 years old. As I think this in my head, it doesn’t sound any better but it’s not like she doesn’t notice. She does, trust me.
I enter the building she went through in a half run. Just as I suspected…it’s deserted. Maybe she went to the bathroom. I head in that general direction in what I think is a casual manner. I stop and look back and forth along the hallway. Where the hell did she go, I think just as I’m pulled roughly from behind and shoved into a storage closet.
Darkness encloses me as the door shuts. I’m just about to punch whoever it is that’s dragged me in here when I hear a soft, “Shhh…” I instantly relax and fumble for the light switch. A lowly dimmed bulb lights up and I look down into the gray eyes of a one Katniss Everdeen. She’s smirking up at me and her hands grab ahold of the lapels of my jacket pulling me into her as her mouth meets mine in a hard kiss. I angle my head to the side to deepen it. Her mouth opens and she snakes her tongue in my mouth. Dear God it’s been too long. She sighs appreciatively and begins to strip me of my jacket. I break away from her mouth and begin to place wet kisses against her neck.
“I’ve been waiting for this all day,” she moans as she reaches for my belt buckle and licks my neck.
“Then what was with the dirty looks you’ve been giving me all day,” I manage to moan out when she slips a hand into my jeans to grab at my cock which is now standing at attention. This girl is going to be the death of me. Two can play at this game.
I reach down and pull her flannel shirt apart (Thank God for clip in buttons) and move her bra strap down as a breast pops out and lean down to take her nipple in my mouth. “Appearances Peeta,” she gasps out. “Appearances.”
I reach down and cup her through those hideous pants she wears and I swear to God I almost come right then and there. She’s wet, so wet its seeping through her clothes and dampening my hand. “Oh God,” I moan and quickly take her mouth with mine again. I’m trying to stay quiet because the school is still not closed and even though most everyone’s gone home for the day, there’s still a janitor or two here that can find us. But Katniss, and very few people know this about her, is anything but quiet, especially when it comes to sex.
Her hand’s moving up and down my length and I plunge my tongue in her mouth and we fight for dominance. “Peeta,” she’s gasping against my lips.
Hearing her say my name makes me growl. “Peeta please,” she whimpers. “I need you…inside me.”
I’m breathing heavily as I pull away from her a bit to unbutton her pants and pull the zipper down. I pull her pants halfway down her thighs and thrust my hand down her underwear and before she knows it, I push 2 fingers inside her. “Ohhhh,” she moans out, her mouth making a perfect o and then a small satisfied smile lazily graces her face.
Her smile disappears when I pull my fingers out, “What the fuck?” she protests but I’m too busy pulling her pants and underwear further down her legs and I lift her up against the door and plunge my fingers back in.
“Oh fuck…yes,” she cries and grabs on my shoulders to steady herself. Her eyes are shining brightly as she bites her lips to try and stifle her moans. She pulls my head roughly to hers and our teeth clash from the force but at this point, I could care less. I’m so hard, I’m about to burst.
She’s trying to say something against my lips. “Mmm,” she gasps.
I pull away slightly, “What?”
“More,” she gasps out. “I need more.”
I add a third finger hoping to please her. “No,” she says grabbing hold of my wrist and pulling my fingers out of her body. “I need you now.”
I all but drop her as I release my arms from her body and work my pants and undershorts down my hips. Once they’re down, I bend down to pull her pants all the way off her legs when she turns and gets on all fours and faces away from me. She looks at me over her shoulder and demands, “Now.”
Well you don’t have to tell me twice. I shake myself from my haze and am on my knees in a flash. I grab myself and position my cock at her entrance. We’ve only ever done it like this a few times but I know she favors it. She’s never voiced it but I know there’s something about not being in control that really turns her on.
We both groan as I finally close the distance and inch my way in fast and hard. The pleasure is blinding and I have to keep still when I’m in to the hilt in order to calm myself down. We don’t want this to end too quickly. I take a few seconds to pace myself but Katniss is having none of it. She’s pushing back against me. I grab onto her hips to still them but she groans, “Fuck Peeta, move.”
“You want this to last more than a minute don’t you,” I say gritting my teeth and grab her hips harder. She might have bruises tomorrow. I steadily start moving and she moans in appreciation. This isn’t going to last long…at all. I can already feel the pressure starting.
“Oh yes…fuck me,” she moans. Katniss’ dirty mouth isn’t helping. I groan and push faster and harder. She’s moaning uncontrollably now and clawing the wall in front of her. She releases a few more fucks and yeahs and I even hear an oh god thrown in there. It’s not very long before she lets out a long moan and I can feel as her orgasm takes over. At this, I can’t hold back any longer and I let out an uncontrollable shout as she milks me dry. At the feel of my pulsing cock inside of her, she comes again hard and fast.
Damn I’m good, I think proudly as we ride out our orgasms slowly. She’s told me before she loves to feel me come inside her. She loves the feel of my cock pulsating and the satisfaction she gets for making me come undone.
I realize she can’t be comfortable with almost my entire body weight leaning on her back. My hand, I notice is still gripping her hair tightly, huh didn’t even notice that and I slowly pull off and out of her to sit my bare ass on the dirty floor which probably isn’t exactly sanitary but at the moment, I’m in no mental position to care. She lays on her side and turns to me with a content smile on her face.
I chuckle lightly at the sight of her disheveled state. Her shirt lies open and one breast is still hanging out of her bra. Her pants are tangled at her feet and her braid is in shambles with hair sticking out of it. She’s never looked more beautiful and I tell her so.
She rolls her eyes and begins to fix herself. “You are so corny Peeta,” she says but I can see the happiness in her eyes as she pulls at her hair and begins to re braid it.
I dress myself in happy silence and once I’m done I stand and help her up as well. I tuck a stray hair behind her ear and kiss her softly. “I love you.”
She blushes a little and smiles, “I love you too.”
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