Katniss' Kinky Cravings

A/N- I'm back! Well, I never really left, but Christmas is over, and that means that I don't have to behave anymore! This also means that I can continue with my naughtiness haha! Okay, so are you guys for the sequel to Peeta's Pastry Puns? Good. Because this time, Katniss is pregnant, and it's Peeta who will have to keep up with her now…hehe. Enjoy…

Chapter 1: Frosting

Katniss

"Can you take me to the bakery? I want a Cutiepie like you!" Peeta said.

"Oh, will you stop it with the pick-up lines already?" I snapped. I hated being pregnant. Peeta was trying to cheer me up with his corny humor but it just wasn't working. However, he knew it was only a matter of time before my hormones kicked in…and then there would be no stopping me.

"Come on, I'm just trying to cheer you up! You look absolutely gorgeous when you're pregnant, you know that? I know we said we wouldn't have any more kids, but this is the last one, I promise!" he pleaded. It was early in the morning, and I had just finished brushing my teeth after combating morning sickness in the bathroom. We were now lying in bed together and he was trying to make me feel better before I had to face the prospect of eating breakfast.

"Peeta, that's what you said last time! You know how tough pregnancies are for me. And yet you've managed to bake another bun in the oven," I replied sharply.

"We did it for Adara, remember? You agreed to it. The kids are really happy that they're having a baby sister or brother," he argued as he stroked my hair gently.

I sighed. "You're right, and we better get up," I suggested as I got out of bed, Peeta following along.

As we headed downstairs, I heard the kids already serving themselves cereal. I walked into the kitchen and sighed. Orion was spilling cheerios all over the floor. He looked up guiltily.

"Orion, pick that up, please. Adara, help your brother. Katniss, what do you want for breakfast?" Peeta asked me cheerfully. I could tell he was trying to stay positive and I was grateful for it. I didn't need to get mad at my children right now.

"Coffee is fine, thanks. Although I am craving frosting…" I trailed off. Everyone looked up and stared at me as if I had just grown and extra head. Had I said that out loud?

Peeta

Frosting…she was craving frosting. What was I supposed to do now? This was entirely new to me. She usually craved healthy things. She usually didn't want anything except coffee, but then again, she usually freaked out after finding out that she was pregnant. This time, she had actually taken it a little better. She hadn't broken down crying or screamed at me. That was an improvement. Every pregnancy seemed to get better for her, and I was grateful for that.

"Katniss, are you okay?" I asked awkwardly as I began preparing her coffee.

"Yes, I'm fine, I just need some frosting," she answered while she headed towards the fridge and took out a container of frosting that I kept handy for desserts. She opened it, took out a spoon, and began eating it as if it were ice cream…okay…gross.

"Mommy, why are you eating sugar?" Adara asked curiously.

"Mommy's feeling a bit strange right now," I replied cautiously.

"No fair, I want some!" said Orion.

"No, Orion; it's all gone, see?" Katniss said as she showed him the now-empty container. Well that was fast.

"Here's your coffee, honey," I said as I handed her a mug. She took it and sat down to have breakfast with us.

"Hurry up, kids, it's almost time for school," she told them as they ate their cereal.

"I'll take them to school today, since you're not feeling so well." I offered.

She nodded and continued to sip her coffee as she gazed at the empty container of frosting longingly. I sighed. This was going to be another long day.

Katniss

Peeta came back after driving the kids to school instead of going straight to work like he was supposed to. I was surprised to see him walk in. It gave me a sudden sense of déjà vu.

"I took the day off so I could take care of you," He explained before I even asked.

"You didn't have to do that, I'm fine. Go back to work, Peeta. It's not like I haven't been through this before," I reminded him.

"Yes, I know, but you're acting a bit…strange. I'll just stay with you today to make sure you're okay, and then I'll go back to work tomorrow, I promise," he argued as he walked towards me.

I sighed. "Fine, but just for today…actually, I was just going to lie down for a while, I'm starting to feel nauseous again," I added as I headed upstairs, Peeta climbing up behind me.

"It's probably because of that frosting you had for breakfast; I'm surprised it didn't make you sick," he chastised as he lay down beside me on the bed again. Being pregnant was such a pain. At least Peeta was being considerate.

I turned towards him and let him hold me as I waited for my stomach to settle down. It eventually did, but I soon began craving something else. "Peeta, you should make love to me." I smiled. For once, I was actually in the mood while I was pregnant. Maybe this was a good sign.

Peeta looked down at me in surprise. "Are you sure? You usually don't want me to touch you, except for that one time while you were expecting Orion…" he trailed off. I suddenly recalled that this wasn't the first time I felt this way. Peeta and I relished that memory.

"Yes, I'm sure," I assured him. There were some things about being pregnant that really weren't so bad…and I knew Peeta would enjoy this as much as me.

"Okay, but tell me if you begin to feel uncomfortable," he told me.

I nodded as I slid on top of him. I was suddenly grateful that he had decided to stay with me after all. He was so sweet. I straddled his waist as I leaned down to kiss him. He responded by wrapping his arms around me and began tugging off my clothes. I broke away from our kissing to slip my hand up his shirt, pulling it over his head. I then began working on his jeans as he expertly unclasped my bra. Soon, all of our clothes were left abandoned on the floor. I felt his hands running through my body as I led him inside me and took control. It was even better than last time.

"K-Katniss…I…can't…" he panted.

"Shhh" I whispered as I tangled my fingers in his hair. I was taking my time, and he couldn't take it. But this was exactly why I was the one keeping the pace; I was the one that had to be comfortable at all costs.

Finally, I felt that thing again, that thing I usually felt when we were together, but this time it was ten times more intense. My lips met his shoulder as I cried out his name. I had finally reached my climax, and I felt sweat pore down my forehead as it mixed with his. He then began to search for his own climax, as I had already reached mine, and he urged me to go faster.

"Wall," he suggested through shallow breaths.

Well, that sounded like fun, so I wasn't about to disagree. I let him pick me up, holding on to my legs as they wrapped around his waist as he stood up and held me against the wall. He thrust me steadily as his hands gripped my thighs and I moaned in pleasure. At last, he came inside me, and I collapsed on him as we landed on the bed again.

"That was amazing," he gasped as I lay on top of him, our legs tangled in each other. He pulled the covers around us and soothed me to sleep.

"Oh, but that's not even the half of it," I murmured as I fell asleep.

"Katniss…" he groaned. He had no idea what was coming. Poor Peeta… I had the feeling he would not be able to keep up with my cravings this time.

To be continued…

A/N- Okay, so I tried to keep it cute this time but I kind of made it worse! I guess I just can't write cute things, like everyone else. Oh well. I hope you guys enjoyed that anyway. Let me know what you think, please! Poor Peeta…haha.