AUTHORS NOTE: This is my first Fanfic so be gentle, but I do enjoy constructive reviews~! Both are 18. If the
I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES! (sadly... ;^;)
Katniss was where she always was on starry nights. On her and Peeta's rather large rooftop.
It had become a common thing, sneaking out of her lovers arms and climbing to the roof to gaze at the stars.
He never knew she was gone, until one night he couldn't sleep. Katniss didn't notice he was awake and slipped out of his arm hold. He cocked an eyebrow and followed stealthily.
She had two pillows and a blanket up there for comfort and warmth, and she just needed something around her shoulders for security.
Peeta was standing behind her on the roof, watching her intently. Her hair was so beautiful, brushing across her back in the faint summers night breeze. The moonlight illuminating her perfect skin. He sat down beside her, and she jumped a little and placed a hand on her rapidly beating heart. "You scared me!" she scolded. "The least you could have done was warn me!" But all he did was grin and wrap an arm around her.
They sat there for a while, just watching the flecks of light and listening to the crickets and wind. Peeta finally spoke up, "Why haven't you told me why you were sneaking out at night?" She simply shrugged and gave no further reply on the topic. "Well can you at least tell me what you're doing up here?"
She sighed and looked at him, "I come up here to look for Prim." she said with a edge of pain in her voice. "I figure if I can find the brightest star, then it's her.." she looked back up at the glowing sky.
Peeta turned her to face him. Then he gently pressed his lips against hers. She responded immediately and kissed back with more passion. Their kiss got deeper and more lustful by the second.
She lay down and took Peeta with her. He was on top of her, running one hand through her silky black hair and the other was secure on her waist as they consumed each other in a passionate make-out session. Peeta ran his tongue along her lip, asking for access. She gladly welcomed him in by parting her lips. Their tongues danced together in a heated fashion.
Her fingers ran up his shirt and traced patterns on his back. She wrapped her legs around his waist.
They reluctantly broke apart for air, both gasping. After they regained breath, Peeta kissed the tip of her nose and then wrapped the blanket around them. Both lovers soon fell asleep in each other's arms with the stars gleaming in approval at their beautiful love. But the brightest star seemed to glow a bit brighter that night.