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changed the lyrics because I can

She didn't want to let any doors shut between them. Because if they did, she knew she wouldn't be seeing Peeta till the cornucopia. And that couldn't happen.

So here they were, standing awkwardly in the bathroom of her quarters in the Tribute suite. Because they both needed to wash the day away, but neither of them wanted to approach the elephant in the room of showering...without doors closing between them. At least Katniss didn't, and she assumed Peeta didn't.

Hopefully the Capitol wouldn't lock one of them in the shower all night. But really, she wouldn't be surprised right now.

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When Katniss pulled away from the kiss he let out another unexpectedly loud moan, fingers digging into her lower back as he pushed up toward her hand, hips squirming. He had no idea how she was doing it but he was already throbbing with pleasure from head to toe, his good leg sliding up against the bed so his toes could curl into the sheets in pleasure.

"Kat... Katniss," he breathed out, murmuring her name quietly under his breath as a spark of pleasure pooled and spread right where she was touching him, everywhere her body fit against his warm and happy. He wasn't sure if he should stop her now or let her continue, not wanting to end things so soon before... the main event.

"Peeta, my Peeta..." She murmured into his neck, kissing and nipping at the skin there.

The way he was moving, under her hands, the way he was writhing...she kissed harder, pressed closer.

"Peeta, I want...I want more..."

It took everything in him to reach down and put his hand over hers, trying to stop her.

"T-Then you should probably stop..." he chuckled, breathless and nervous but anxious at once. He didn't even know where all of his limbs were right now, too caught up in the moment. "You're... making me feel amazing, don't worry. I want more too..."

She stilled her hand, fingers still wrapped firmly around his length but not pushing him forward any more. Because she wanted more, and he wanted more, and there was still so much farther to go.

"What do we do now?" It seemed weird to just...climb on. And the thought cause her cheeks to pink. But she wasn't sure how else to go forward.

It was a good question, one he was finding difficulty processing with her hand still wrapped around him. It took another moment and a deep breath before he was sitting up and attempting to roll them over again, hands on either side of her.

"Is this... okay?"

She looked up at him, eyes wide in the dark as a touch of panic spread through her.

This was it. Last chance to say no.

Instead, she nodded, sliding her hand up to rest on his rib cage.

He leaned in to kiss beneath one of her eyes, murmuring. "If we ever want to stop, we can. Don't... feel like you can't tell me." Because this was new for the both of them and despite the intense desire crackling between them, he didn't want to hurt her.

She nodded, nuzzling against his face as she did.

"I will. And you...uhm..." She trailed off, not really imagining he needed that pep talk at all, actually. Shifting into the bed, trying to make sure she was comfortable, she ran her hands down his side. The bare skin was new territory she was already becoming familiar with.

Although he hadn't reached that peak she had so far, he was more than happy to take things gradually. This helped loosen them up anyway and get used to the idea of doing this all the way, together. Together was the most important part.

Her touch made him feel much more relaxed, one of his own hands sliding against her thigh encouragingly. "I can... use my fingers first. It might help to uh... get used to it."

Taking a deep breath, she nodded, not sure if she could verbalize her agreement. The idea of Peeta's fingers there again...yeah she wanted that.

Shifting her legs, she let her thighs open more for him, pressing her face against his arm.

He was able to shift between her legs more comfortingly now and his movements had more confidence behind them now that they had become more relaxed with one another. It was still tense and that heavy burden of what was expected to come next still hung over them, but Peeta was sure that they would be fine. They would take it slow.

Another soft kiss was left on her lips, repeating the action over and over as his fingers teased a trail down between her legs again, sliding down her sex with more ease. He didn't want to hurt her, had no idea how much experience she had with anything inside her... so he took his time, letting her get used to the feeling of being touched down there again first.

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Her experience was limited to tonight. The few times she had felt this tight, hot feeling she had always pushed it away, clamped her thighs together and tried to ignore it.

And she had no idea it could lead to all this.

A small moan escape her lips as his fingers pressed into her, and she tried hard not to grind down on them, to let him move slowly. It felt so good, and at the same time so strange, so new.

Lasting this long without release was slowly driving him crazy but he wouldn't rush and ruin things now, definitely not. His heart was pounding wildly and he hoped the surprise from all of this wasn't still on his face, especially now that... he had a part of him inside her and it was so new and strange yet he knew this was right for them. They'd never get another chance to be this intimate.

It was only a finger but enough to have him kissing all over her skin again, murmuring her name and asking if it was okay, if he should keep going. When he didn't hear any protests, he began to move, slowly experimenting with the feeling of easing it in and out of her, careful to pay attention to her reactions. If something was bad he wouldn't continue it.

The feeling took a bit to get use to. Part of her wanted to pull away, to get away from this invasion of her body. But the pleasure it gave her, hot and sharp, pooling in her belly...she didn't want that to end.

Her hands slid all over him, trying to find a place to be. Finally one settled over his wrist, not adding any pressure, just feeling the movements of his hand. She buried her face against him, small pants and moans escaping her lips.

"God, Peeta..." She murmured.

That was a good sound, right? It sounded like one to him. He had to keep reminding himself to breathe as he kept moving his finger slowly, palm occasionally brushing up against the rest of her and against her pelvis. The angle was slightly awkward and his arm had never moved this way before but her moans and sounds of pleasure were worth it.

His lips trailed soft kisses up toward her ear, gently brushing against the lobe. "A-Another?"

Another? She twisted her head to look over at him, browns knitting together in confusion, before it dawned on her.

Another. Yes, she wanted another. She nodded, letting her head fall back.

He was thankful she got it, not sure how he'd be able to put that into more detailed words without turning into a tomato again. But there it was.

He peppered a few gentle kisses along her chin and jaw before moving his finger out and slowly pushing in two inside of her, his own breath hitching a bit at the feeling, hoping he wasn't hurting her too badly. Peeta wasn't sure what the limits were to this, figuring them out with Katniss together.

Again, there was the strange, pleasant feelings. Full, and stretching, and tingling but not bad. Her hips moved, trying to find the best angle, to help him, gasping as it brought new sensations from the long, strong fingers currently in her.

And that thought sent red racing to her cheeks. Peeta's fingers were inside her. And a lot more was going to be soon.

He continued for as long as he could stand it, until he could feel her relaxing beneath him and... around him, which was making him feel light headed with disbelief by that thought alone. His head pulled up to look at her again, lips dragging small kisses along her skin on the way.

"I..." He still wasn't sure how to ask, how to take this to that next big step. There was no going back now really and neither of them wanted to. "I think I'm going crazy..." was what he managed to get out, chuckling quietly.

Nodding, her hands moved up, catching his face between her palms, pressing their lips together as she shifted under him. Trying to find what she thought, what she hoped was a good position. To pull him closer, to make this...work.

"We...come..." She gave up, having no idea what to say here.

Her words had him lifting a curious brow at her, a slight smirk of amusement playing on his lips.

He was pretty sure she didn't mean to make that sound like it did to him but given the circumstances and, well, the fact that he was still touching her like that...

No, no, he wouldn't say anything. Peeta simply kept on smiling and kissed her on the lips again and again. When he slowly removed his fingers and shifted so he could properly lay on top of her with his arms on either side, he looked to her again, one last glance of reassurance.

I love you.

"Slowly..."

She nodded, and pressed her thighs against his. The feeling of skin on skin was blissful, wonderful, and she wanted to have this contact, more of it.

Which, she supposed, she was about to. Her cheeks were warm, and she pressed her face against his shoulder, trying to prepare herself for something she wasn't even sure of.

"Yes..."

Peeta dipped his head in to kiss her shoulder again, hips arching up as he tried his best to... position himself, reaching down with one hand as he awkwardly angled his hips and pushed against her. It took a few more awkward seconds of fumbling, not exactly the most suave or romantic start, but this was... new to him!

Eventually, he got there. Once the head of his arousal pressed against her, things felt... right, and he was able to push inside slowly. So slowly. Both out of nerves and inexperience, but also from how amazing it felt. He didn't want to go overboard already.

Both hands fisted the sheets beside her as he gasped and buried his face further against her neck and shoulder, arching down now until he was at least halfway inside of her. He had to stop for a moment to grow accustomed to the new, amazing, warm feeling, a shudder running down his spine followed by a quiet groan.

The sensation was strange, and new, and she tried not to squirm away from it.

It wasn't bad. It actually felt good. But different. So different than anything she had ever felt. Full, and heavy, and she just gripped Peeta tightly, holding him in place, not quite ready for him to move yet.

She suddenly realized she was holding her breath, and let it out slowly, head falling back.

He wasn't moving at all once settled, heart beating so quickly against his chest and probably her own as well, his entire body tingling with pleasurable sensations that had been so foreign to him until now. This was so different than being alone or anything his brothers could have taught him.

Taking a deep breath, he left a soft kiss to her neck, arms tense and shaking from the anticipation and excitement of all this. But he had to make sure she was okay.

sdhasiodhiad can't ever unsee.

hot and ready for you.

I feel like I should be making oven jokes in return.

it's ok I'm resisting a terrible joke about where at least one of his limbs is.

asodiagsfigasdiagsih TERRIBLE yet I'm laughing

Not there, at least.

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not yet, that's like...another book away dude.

spoilers gosh!!!

I forgot what my tag line original said. I thought the spoiler was that they'd come. XD

I think it was him saying he was going crazy lol

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