A/N: As requested by my first reader and reviewer of my first ever fanfic, Lisalovz1guy, here is a lemon-y story of Gale and Madge! Give me enough reviews (because they make me feel loved/appreciated) and I'll do that shower scene of Katniss and Peeta she wanted! Haha, I feel so powerful.

Anyways, enjoy!

I sit in my room with the lights off just staring off into space. I've been feeling lonely recently. Of course, I could just watch the Hunger Games on my television set. My best friend Katniss is a tribute this year. I don't like watching though. Truthfully, it's just too suspenseful for me. I don't want to see when Katniss dies or even when she gets hurt.

Since Katniss has left, I've been feeling really depressed. I wish she were still here. I miss her coming over to just talk or whatever. Gale has been coming by regularly though; he's the only friend I have right now. He's also been lonely lately. I suspect it has something to do with Katniss and her new "lover" Peeta.

There's a knock at the door. I get up from my bed and head to the door. I look in the window to see who my visitor is and to much happiness, I see Gale. I swing the door open and give him a huge hug. We've gotten closer since the games started and I confess that I have feelings for him. I don't know how he feels about me though. I wonder if he's gotten over Katniss yet.

"Hey Madge, how's it going?"

"It's okay I guess."

"C'mon, let's go to your room." He grabs my hand and leads me up the stairs. He's been in my house tons of times so he knows where my room is. We go into my room and sit on the bed. Gale turns on the television and we see one of the career tributes sneaking around in the forest. We're sitting in silence but it doesn't bother either one of us. When we hang out together we don't talk that much, but that's okay since his company is all I want.

The screen switches to Katniss and Peeta in the cave. I look up at Gale's face, and he seems focused on the television. His face shows no emotion, but I can tell he's hurting. Katniss is asleep and Peeta is keeping watch. When Peeta bends over and kisses Katniss, Gale lies back on the bed and lets out a big sigh. I lie back with him and give him a hug.

"Thanks Madge." I nod and begin stroking his arm. "You know what? It's okay if she likes Peeta. Maybe it'll keep her alive. I rather have her be alive and love someone else than have her be gone forever. Madge?"

"Mhmm?" I look into his gray eyes. His face is close to mine.

He hesitates to speak but says, "Thank you for being here for me. I don't think I could've gotten over Katniss if you weren't here." Just then he leans toward me and gives me a soft kiss. He pulls away and looks at me, probably just to see my reaction. He has a worried look on his face. "Oh, I'm sorry… did I…" I return the kiss and smile at Gale. This time we're both ready for a kiss. We kiss again and it leads to even more kisses.

We're both lying beside each other on the bed. As our kisses become more deep and passionate, Gale shifts his body on top of me. His hand runs down my side to my thigh while his other hand caresses my neck. I reciprocate by running my fingers through his black hair. Gale then begins to kiss my neck while I moan in pleasure. My hands release his hair and they now lay on his chest. With my fingers, I unbutton the top portion of his shirt. When I'm done I run my hands over his bare chest. His lips return to mine as he stops stroking my thigh and slowly moves up my body and up my shirt.

What are we doing? I was so engrossed in our kissing that I haven't thought this through. Gale doesn't really want me- he wants Katniss. I'm just the rebound girl. I like Gale, I mean really like. Don't I deserve someone who likes me back?

I catch Gale's hand and pull away from his lips. I'm out of breath and so is he. It takes me a couple of seconds to catch my breath and finally speak.

"Gale, what are you doing? I mean, what are we doing?"

"I don't know. I thought you wanted this." He tells me with a suddenly confused look on his face. I sit up on my forearms and he straddles me on his knees. We look into each other's eyes for answers.

I don't usually assert myself but I need to know his feelings for me.

"I'm not a… a rebound, am I?"

END OF CHAPTER 1

I will write the rest of the story later… don't worry. I feel like making you guys wait for the much anticipated part. Actually, no, I'm lying. I'm tired… and I don't know what to write right now. Writer's block? Will post 2nd chapter soon!