I was in the Capitol for The Hunger Games, mentoring another pair of Tributes, when I received the invitation. Not another stupid party! I sighed as I broke the wax seal and opened it. President Snow had another line up of ladies that wanted a piece of me. However, it wasn't what I expected. It wasn't just any party, it was a masquerade, with a list of instructions. It read that I must not tell anyone about this party, before or after the event, and I must remain anonymous when there. Apparently this "upholds the allure and mystery of the ball". But it sounded familiar. I had heard rumours about this ball over the years. Only the elite of the Capitol and Panem were invited, but no one old. It was to celebrate and reward the youth, the future of Panem. Some had said it was an evening of dancing and drinking with an end which is more explosive than the inside of a firework. Others had said that it was like a drug trip that heightened all the senses but felt like a dream after. I had no idea what to expect but curiosity and a free night out couldn't be too bad.
Days passed and I made the preparations necessary. I bought a mask as the instructions requested. It wasn't overly fancy but the silver curved around the contours of my cheeks. I had a suit made for the occasion, with a silver waist coat to match the mask. Of course, the tailor asked questions but I just smiled and it was for my own fun. I left the apartment in the Training Centre without telling anyone, as instructed, and a black car waited for me. Tinted windows and driverless: they really took this secret party thing seriously. I sat on the back seat and helped myself to a glass of bubbly that waited for me, sat back and enjoyed the ride to whatever the Capitol was going to throw at me.
The venue was a grand rococo hall, with high chandeliers and swirling colourful wall decorations. The marble floor was finely polished and perfectly reflected the images of the other guests. There were five exquisite arches on the other side of the hall, which, I supposed, lead into another hall or to the gardens. There was a soft melody playing, but no band was in sight. I was greeted with more champagne by an Avox, who, despite wearing their usual Avox clothes, also wore a mask.
I took another sip of the alcohol and slowly stepped around the hall, scanning the masked faces to see if I recognised any of them at all. Despite there being around 100 people, the hall felt empty. There was no laughter, just gentle mutterings and whisperings. I sighed a little. This doesn't feel like a party to me. I finished the rest of my glass and grabbed another. I wasn't going to say no to free champagne.
"This stuff's great. Is it vintage?" I said to the Avox with the platter of champagne. Of course I don't get a reply but I felt awkward, just standing there, not talking. "Guess I should… mingle?"
The Avox didn't move an inch. Taking another sip, I shrugged and started walking around. Everyone was in pairs, how was I supposed to join in the chat? Two's company but three is definitely a crowd.
That's it, I thought, I'm leaving. Finishing my second glass, I left it with a passing Avox and made for the door. But I stopped in my tracks and my attention was averted.
Her hair was long and wavy and golden bright, falling gently with each movement she made. She was pale but had a radiant glow about her, like snow in the sun. Her eyes were pools of chocolate and they pierced through the intricately decorated black mask. Tiny crystals in the curves of the filigree detail made it in glisten in the chandelier light. Her lips… Wow her lips! Perfectly kissable Cupid's bow in a vivid blood red.
Her dress was simply divine. It was unlike any of the other dresses in the room, which had their typical Capitol flare: big, bold and bright in all different colours. Hers was a rich ruby, which fitted in tightly around her curvaceous frame, emphasising her masterfully sculptured breasts and hips. The bodice formed a symmetric V-shaped cleavage. It was short at the front, exposing her legs mid-thigh, but came down in tumbling fiery layers of scarlet silk at the back. Her snow legs looked marble smooth and irresistible to caress. As she floated across the floor, I noticed that the dress was backless, leading long and down, almost to her coccyx.
Then I realised, she was coming towards me.
I started moving closer to her, feeling like we were magnetically drawn. As we got closer, I noticed how large her eyes were, her pools of caramel. As we got closer, my pulse quickened and my heart raced. As we got closer, adrenaline was pumped into every vein. As we got closer, I wanted her.
And when we met, I couldn't speak. Her beauty, her sensuality, her poise simply. She knew she was sexy and it left me speechless. I couldn't talk even if I knew what I would say to her. But something felt natural and I had to do it. I offered my hand out to her and she took it, those deep red lips curling into a seductive smile. I softly placed my other hand on her hip and she grasped onto my shoulder.
And we danced.
I don't know if it was dancing; I never was good at it, no matter how many of these events I went to. It felt like I was high up and floating on clouds. Her enchanting gaze she gripped me under was never ending. I had no side thoughts. My mind was totally for her. She had full ownership of my soul. And I wanted her to have me, to do with me as she pleased.
We danced for what felt like a life time. I was too lost in her eyes to notice that the hall was slowly emptying, couple after couple, into the arches on the other side of the room. It was only when we stopped and heard complete silence that it fully dawned on me. I looked around and let go of her.
"Where is everyone?"
She looked at me, her expression unchanging, whilst I looked around, slightly worried. There wasn't a single person in the room, not even an Avox.
"It's a bit weird, isn't it?" she said. Even her voice was beautiful. "Everyone was in pairs when I got here. An equal number of men and women. All of them went through the arches."
I had no idea how she noticed that whilst we were dancing because I was concentrating on her, but it made sense.
"I guess… It's our turn now," I mumble under my breath. "How do you suppose everyone knew who to pair off with? I didn't recognise anyone here and a lot of the masks were quite big. Couldn't see a thing."
"I don't know. The champagne? The music? The attraction that comes with mystery."
"What do you mean by that?"
She shrugged slightly, biting her lip. "You don't think that this is sexy? The setting, the music, not knowing who anyone is? Forming that connection with someone when your eyes meet…" And her eyes met mine instantly as she trailed off a little. I stopped breathing for a moment until she continued. "Even though you can't see them fully."
"Yeah… I guess it is a little bit. What do you think is through each of the arches?" I said, looking over to the.
"I don't know. But let's find out," she said, putting her hand out to me.
I smiled and took it. Her long supple fingers entwined with mine. Her hand was cool and her skin felt like velvet on mine. We made our way over to the other side of the hallway. My pulse was racing. I didn't know what to expect at all.
"I'm Finnick, by the way. Finnick Odair," I said. "Oh shit, I wasn't supposed to say that!"
She giggled slightly, a laugh so sweet and angelic, yet a dangerous aphrodisiac.
"It's fine. I knew it was you. The whole of Panem could recognise those eyes in a mask," she said.
"I think you should break the rules and tell me your name."
"You don't need to know."
"Oh come on! You know me but I don't know you. A first name, at least. I don't need your life story."
"My name is Venus."
"A pleasure to meet you," I said, glancing at her, her chocolate eyes gazing into mine.
"You too," she replied.
"Which one should we go through?" I said, as we stopped in front of them. They were all completely black.
"Bigger is always better," Venus said, eyeing up the one in the middle and leading me through.
What lay beyond was completely unexpected. A grand four poster bed with veils on each of the sides and a canopy. It was made of dark mahogany and had elaborated detail carved into it. It looked plush and soft, with large pillows and rich red velvet throw over.
At the sight of the bed, a horrible thought ran through my mind. Maybe this is another client appointment, but Snow just didn't tell me. Maybe she has paid to sleep with me. Yet, that wouldn't make sense, right? All the other guests came through here, so they must have done some business. But there were four other arches. Maybe this one is the sex room and the others just go home. I glance at Venus out of the corner of my eye. Oh, who was I kidding? She was hot and I couldn't care less if she paid or not. I wanted her.
We walked in further and a thick black curtain dropped behind us.
"I guess we're locked in now," Venus said.
"I guess," I replied. I walked closer to the bed, still holding onto her hand. "So… is this like a big sex party? Where random people meet and drink and dance and fuck and never see each other again?" I laughed slightly to myself. "Or they see each other again and just don't know that they are the person who they slept with."
"I don't… I… I think so," she said. "And we're the last pair. So, I think…"
"We have the room for as long as we want," I murmured.
I turned to face her. I went to take her mask off, to see her face complete and pure, but she backs away.
"It will ruin the allure," she said playfully.
"You know my face. I want to know yours."
"No." She shook her head. "Let's just…"
She didn't finish her sentence. She didn't need to. Her body language said it all.
She turned around slowly, her body close to mine. I nestled my face into her neck and inhaled her delicious scent. My nose touched her snow skin and I heard her gasp slightly. I lightly traced over her spine with my finger, feeling her tense up under my touch. I brought her closer to me, her hips magnetic to mine.
She stood away from me, turning around in a flurry like a red flame. I gasped slightly. This only made me want her more. But she made a gesture which told me to wait a moment. I couldn't wait. I needed her now. However, I didn't want to rush this pure bliss.
Venus came close again. I reached out to touch her but she shook her head, so I stopped. She pushed me further back, towards the bed. She took my jacket off and flung it on the floor behind her. She slowly undid my waistcoat then cravat and took these off me, her eyes never leaving my gaze. My breathing grew faster and deeper. I swallowed hard as she stepped back. I kicked my shoes and socks off and came closer to her. I looked down into her eyes, our noses nearly touching. As I licked my lips, I felt her soft breath tingle over them.
"When can I see you Venus?" I whispered, placing my hands through her silky sunshine hair. I massaged her cheek with my thumb, her skin like velvet under mine.
"No, you can't see my face. But you can see other parts of me."
Still gazing into her eyes, I heard the rustle of fabric and felt slight movement against my body. She stepped back and out of her dress which lay on the floor. I swallowed hard again as I took in her body. She was naked apart from her shoes and a dainty pair of black lace underwear. Her breasts were perfectly formed and round with pert pink nipples. She wasn't skinny nor was she particularly overweight. Her stomach was smooth and her hips were symmetrical curves, which meant she had to have an amazing ass. Everything about her was perfect. She was a goddess.
"Fuck…" I whispered breathlessly.
"Do you approve?" she said as she smiled.
"I just… It's not just your body… Obviously that' amazing! But you're so confident. Just standing there, completely naked."
"I know! I think you're a little overdressed though."
She came closer to me again and started to unbutton my shirt. She gasped slightly, like her breath had been stolen from her lungs.
"What?" I whispered.
"It's better in real life than on the television," she said, gazing at my toned chest. She took my shirt off and threw it aside. My chest rose up and down rapidly and she massaged it gently.
I don't know how I contained myself. Usually with the Capitol girls, I did all the teasing. I did the slow undressing and stepping away so they would want more. The sex never meant anything with them. It was just sex. But this was different. This was special. Venus was so close yet so far. And that was what made me crave her. Her touch was electric and her confidence had me hooked. I was already addicted and I hadn't even had a taste yet.
Venus unbelted my trousers and pulled them down. I stepped out of them and looked down at her. She was stroking and kissing my legs, nibbling at my calf muscles and slowly caressing up to my thigh. My body tensed up as she got closer and closer to my crotch. I stopped breathing for moment as I thought she would start playing me. But she stood up fully and held onto my hand.
She led me over to the bed where she stepped out of her high heels, ducked under the veils and crawled into the middle of the mattress.
"Damn…" I murmured, gazing at her behind. I was right. Her ass was amazing. The lace undies would soon be off so I could have a feel.
I followed her onto the bed and we knelt in front of each other. I breathed deep, trying to contain my excitement for what was to come. My hands cupped each of her buttocks, squeezing her supple flesh beneath the lace fabric. She closed her eyes and swallowed hard.
I moved closer in to her, my lips touching hers. Our mouths entwined with the passion of our kiss. My eyes rolled back into their sockets as the kiss felt divine, more sensual than any lips I had felt before. Her tongue licked at mine, delving deeper into my mouth. My senses became more aroused and alert.
"Finnick?" she moaned between kisses.
"Mmm…. Venus."
She stopped for a moment and came closer to my ear. I felt her warm breath on my cheek. I opened my eyes. The colour of her lips was still volcanic red.
"What's wrong?" I said softly.
"Touch me," she whispered slowly, her voice erotic and passionate. A sensual smile rested on her lips.
I forced my lips upon her, kissing her madly as I forced her back into the luxurious pillows. I tethered my body above her, my chest just rubbing slightly against hers, feeling it rise and fall rapidly. Her legs opened and my hips rested gently inside. I didn't want to squash her but I needed to feel her on me, her electric touch awakening my skin.
My hand ran down her body, caressing the curves of her marble-smooth stomach. I slipped my hand into her underwear and felt her tense up under my touch. A small moan escaped her mouth under the smothering of my kisses. She was already wet for me and I could feel her become wetter. It turned me on so much, feeling her tense up around my fingers. She didn't moan loud like some awful porn film, and that's how I knew she was enjoying it. She bit hard on my bottom lip. The salty taste of blood ran over my tongue. It didn't hurt, but, in a strange lustful way, I loved it. My pace grew faster as I played and teased Venus with my fingers. She was becoming breathless with every touch, my caressing giving her a sweet and raw pleasure. I slowed down a little a pulled my hands out of her underwear.
"Oh no, don't…" She begged breathlessly. "I was enjoying that."
"Hey, don't you worry," I whispered back. "I'm not done with you just yet."
I kissed over her breasts and down her chest, towards her underwear. I pulled them off and watched her fling them off her ankle. And so she lay there, completely open for me, with only her mask to hide behind. I caressed the inner of each thigh as I took in this beautiful site. I could feel her watching me. She didn't like this teasing. I pushed one thigh back further and tucked in to her delicious flower.
"Holy f…" she gasped, her body quivering in sheer delight.
I licked at her essence, sucked in her sweet juices and played with her, using only my tongue. Pleasing the ladies this way is one of my fortes, but she wasn't them. She was so much more than them, and I loved that she loved it. She gave this little shudder than told me she was close and I wanted to feel it. Slowly sliding my middle finger inside and massaging gently, I felt Venus tighten and moan as she spiralled into orgasm. I groaned in satisfaction as I felt the contractions wave through her skin. She was delicious in every way.
I kissed her there once more before sitting up and looking at her. She was one hot mess, breathing deep, with this sexy glow about her.
She swallowed hard and smiled.
"Well… Fuck…" she said breathlessly. I chuckled gently, unable to hide my own satisfaction. "Where did you learn that?!"
I laid next to her and waited for her to come down from her climax.
"Was that okay for you?" I said coyly. I knew I was good, but she made me so much happier when she nodded.
"Yeah. It was okay…"
"What?!"
"Six out of ten. Actually, six and a half. Good effort." She giggled. I pushed her playfully and laughed. "Well. Now that I'm done. Night!"
And she turned over, curling into a ball as if to go to sleep.
"Oh no you don't!"
I pulled her back round to me, and she squealed like an angel. My lips pressed hard against hers and she kissed me deep. Feeling her tongue run across mine, knowing where it had been moments before, felt amazing. She was loving it just as much as I was.
"Wait," she said, pulling away. She smiled at me, her lips flaming with delight. "Lay back."
I obeyed and she pinned me down, digging her fingernails into my wrists as she laid on top of me. She tickled her nose with mine, teasing me with her lips so close to my own. I tried to kiss them but she backed away slightly, giggling to herself. I laughed too.
"Oh, come on, Venus," I smiled. "Let me kiss you."
"No," she grinned. "I'm going to kiss you."
She kissed my cheek, and slowly, her kisses travelled down my chest, over my muscles and lower. Her grip around my hands loosened as she went down, covering my skin with her supple lips, nibbling into my muscular contours. Her teeth ran along the top of my briefs, making my body tense up with the hope of her touching me. She removed my briefs and my erection sprang up. Now there was nothing for me to hide behind. She knelt in between my legs and looked up to me, with a glint of desire in her eye. And she went down on me, taking it all in her mouth. I let out a quiet moan, delighted that my urge for her was being satisfied.
I closed my eyes, taking hold of her hair and stroking it gently as she bobbed up and down. I was on cloud nine, the pleasure of her irresistible lips and tongue pleasing me. After all the playing and fooling, I finally had her. She took me to places of sexual desire I have never been before. She made me want her more and more with every stroke of her tongue, with every kiss of her lips. The delicious tension grew as the bliss increased. No, not yet! I can't climax now.
Tugging her hair, I pulled her up to me, just before she reached the point of no return. My beast calmed down, knowing what was to come would be so much better. I glanced down slightly, at my throbbing member. There was a lip mark by my hip bone where she kissed me. Clearly the Capitol make up isn't as irremovable as they think; I mean, if it can't withstand oral sex, it will be crap for everything else!
"Venus," I said, as she crawled back up to me, laying her head on my chest. "That was… wow! Do you even have a gag reflex?"
She laughed softly, her breasts bouncing up and down on my muscles.
"One of my many talents."
"Oh really? What else are you good at?"
"You'll find out soon enough."
She guided my hands to her buttocks and I squeezed them, feeling the hard flesh. She must squat with an ass this good, I thought.
"I like your hands there. Feels right."
"My hands are perfect ass-squeezing size," I grin, giving them another squeeze. She bit her lip and smiled down at me. She reached behind her and found my erection. She stroked it gently, making me twinge with pleasure. I lifted her up slightly, ready for her.
"Wait…" I said. "What about protection?"
"It's okay," she smiled.
I smiled back and slid my shaft inside her. Her eyes rolled back into her sockets, bit by bit, taking it all in. She held onto my hands on her cheeks and dug her nails in, slowing building up a rhythm. She was warm and moist and twitching with pleasure. My heart raced in my chest, like it was going to pound out of my rib cage. I held onto her hips and helped her ride me, thrusting deeper inside of her. Pleasure was all she felt; her delightful moans made that clear to me. She went faster and the euphoria was immense. My head swooned under the sheer bliss that rushed through my veins. And it rushed into my groin.
"Venus," I moaned. 'I'm going to…"
My load emptied inside of her in an exhilarating wave of sweet and sensual passion. I gripped onto her cheeks hard as a gasp of pure ecstasy escaped Venus's tender throat, her eyes looking up to the heavens. My body convulsed and twitched at one of the most intense climaxes I have ever reached before.
She collapsed on top of me, panting and sweating, slipping myself out of her. She turned over to the side of the bed and found a tissue to clean herself up. She curled up next to me and hugged my side. I kissed her head.
"Sorry I ruined the moment. I just forgot you're from the Capitol. Contraception and abortions are legal out here."
"You didn't think I was from here?"
"No. You're not like the others. You don't talk like them, you don't dress like them, you don't act like them."
She laughed a little, in a way that made me stop and think. She isn't like them at all. Most Capitol girls scream and swoon over me, acting like animals. But Venus just accepted me as Finnick and went with it. Maybe she isn't actually from the Capitol, I thought, just lives there. Maybe an old Victor. But she's pretty young still. I sighed, brushing the thoughts away. It doesn't matter. I was just enjoying the moment.
"Imagine if we did have kids though," she laughed. "They'd be extremely good looking."
"Almost too good looking I think!"
"Well with your tanned skin and eyes and my hair and bone structure, they could be models."
I laughed, sensing her humorous side. Her arousing laughter filled the air.
"Definitely would be a looker," I grinned.
She traced the muscles on my abdomen and chest, working her fingernail into the lines.
"I don't want this night to end," she sighed.
"It doesn't have to. It's only just begun," I replied.
She looked up at me again, our eyes locked in a heated gaze. I took hold off her body and lifted her up, so she sat on top of me. I nestled my face into her cleavage and started to kiss her breasts. She rested her head on mine as I licked her nipples. I heard little noises coming from her. She was sensitive, her breasts swelled under my lips touch. I pinched her nipple with my teeth and teased the tip with my tongue, whilst massaging the other
I laid her back down and hovered above her, gazing into her eyes. I placed a lock of her hair behind her ear.
"Please let me take your mask off, Venus," I said.
She hesitated for a moment before replying. This was when I knew the answer would be serious.
"I want to, I really do. But what if you recognise me on your next Capitol visit? I know about you, about your Capitol conquests. And I don't want to be thought of as another girl who slept with the famous Finnick Odair. And I don't want you to perceive me as just another Capitol girl. I don't want any of that. I want to be this, right now, in this moment. I want this night to be unforgettable for the both of us. I want you to wake up in the morning with the taste my lips on yours. I want you to think that every blonde you see in Panem is me. I want you to have the best orgasms of your life, that no others will ever be the same. And the only way this can stay alive after tonight is if I am a mystery."
I sighed gently. I wanted to see her beautiful face in full, to run my hands along her slightly flushed cheeks, to kiss her forehead. But she was right. I wanted this night to be an eternal fantasy of never ending passion. She was special, unlike any human in the whole of Panem. I did want her kiss to linger in my mind. I did want to see her wherever I went. And I knew already that she could give me an amazing orgasm.
"Well… I guess you're right," I said, stroking her thighs. "Do you think I could have another of those amazing orgasms you were talking about?"
She giggled, her red lips alighting with passion, and pulled me down closer so I could kiss her. She kissed back, her tongue sliding into my mouth and exploring it. I kissed deeper and more passionately. Her lips relit my cravings for her. I prised her legs open wide and started to stroke her with my fingertips. Her body quivered under my touch. After our first time, she was a lot more sensitive.
"Mmm… Venus, you're wetter than before," I teased.
I could see it in her face that she tried to contain the enjoyment of my caressing fingers. She breathed hard and fast.
"Do you like it?" I asked.
"Mhmm," she moaned.
I felt my erection lengthen as her moans aroused me. I forced her hands back into the pillows of the bed, making her gasp slightly.
"You are mine," I said.
Her eyes locked with mine, and she was speechless. But her eyes told me everything. She was begging for it.
I drove myself inside her, making her squeal with delight. I slowly went in and out, removing it before going back in again, toying with her senses. She went crazy; her body needed relief.
"Finn!" she moaned.
"What's that?" I smiled.
"Stop!"
"Oh, so you don't want to have sex with me?" I questioned playfully, continuing to slowly thrust in and out of her. She arched her back reflexively to my motions.
"Yes! I… Oh, please! Just fuck me!" she cried out.
I buried myself deep inside of her in one hard shove. I moved closer to her face and gazed into her eyes, her wanting desperate eyes.
"Beg for me," I purred.
She gasped and narrowed her eyes.
"I'm begging you, Finnick," she said intensely.
I smiled, watching her bite her bottom blood red lip seductively.
"As you wish, Miss V."
I started to work my way inside her, building up a changing rhythm, getting faster and slower. Her body flushed crimson, my passion burning through her veins. Her gasps of pleasure filled my ears and spurred me on. She grinded her hips in time with me, making sure I was buried deep inside her. My fingers dug harsh into her supple flesh and her eyes shot open, with terror and ecstasy. She liked it. She liked the mix of pain and pleasure.
She bit her bottom lip slightly with a glint in her eye that said "Do it".
I went down onto her neck, her silky neck and nibbled on her delicious skin. Moans of ecstasy leaked from her mouth, drowning the room with her lascivious cries. Oh, God! She was so hot! A spark drove me inside her harder, fulfilling my unchaste desire for her. My heart beat on the double, like it was going to pump out of my chest. I felt the tension building in my body. Yes!
"Yes!" she cried.
"Oh, god, yes!" I growled.
I released my seed inside her as she spiralled into an intense and crazy climax. Her mouth lay open and her back was arched, my hands still restraining her. I looked up to the heavens as my passion emptied into her. I released her and collapsed next to her. My chest heaved fast. My eyes fluttered slightly.
It took a moment for us both to regain composure. She cleaned herself and curled up next to me. Both of our chests heaved.
"So… How was that?"
"Honestly?"
I looked down to her. "Yes honestly."
"Honestly, I have never had an orgasm from sex before. You're the first," she smiled. I laughed a little and punched the air. "I will probably have to start paying you if you continue!"
I stopped laughing and breathed deep. A thought swept across my mind and I didn't know how to feel about it. I didn't know how she would respond to it. But the only way I would find out is if I asked her.
"So…"
"So what?"
"So you haven't asked Snow if you could have the night with me?" I asked.
"No! Of course not! What…" She looked up to me and said softly: "Why would you think that?"
I shrugged slightly.
"I don't know," I mumbled. Crap! Clearly she knows nothing about my arrangement with Snow. And now I've given her a reason to question me.
"Finnick? What's wrong?"
"I can't tell you…" I stared up at the ceiling to avoid her probing gaze.
She pulled my chin to get my attention. She gazed deep into my eyes.
"Can't or won't?" She said, narrowing her eyes. "Please." She bit her bottom lip gently. I hesitate for a moment before replying.
"After my games, I became really popular in the Capitol. They loved me, especially the women. As soon as I turned 16, I was graced with the presence of President Snow in my new home. He said I had… desirable qualities which are needed in the Capitol and that at my age, I would be able to fulfil those needs. He said if I didn't, all that I held dear to me in the world would disappear."
I paused to swallow hard, to regain composure. I haven't thought about it all this hard in a while and of course, I haven't told anyone else.
"At first I defied him. I didn't want to do what he wanted me to. I was young and I didn't believe that he would uphold his side of the bargain. The first time I said no, my little sister and brother were Reaped. It could have been a coincidence. My brother did have his name in the bowl quite a few times from the tesserae and being 18. He sacrificed himself for her, but she never made it home.
"But the second time I said no, my father and his crew, his closest friends, were 'lost at sea'. That couldn't have been a coincidence. That day he died, the sea was calm. It wasn't even rough enough to kill a fly.
"So I had to take up his offer. What choice did I have? I only had my mother left and very close friends. I didn't want him to pick them off, one by one. I didn't want to be alone in the Victor's Village."
"So what did Snow want you to do?" she asked, listening intently to my story.
"Like I said, I'm desirable. And because I was of consenting age, I was old enough to give the ladies what they wanted: Me. So every so often, once or twice a month, usually more, I am summoned to the Capitol. And… I have to spend the night with the highest bidder, doing whatever they wanted."
"You're a… prostitute?" Venus asked.
"Putting it simple: yeah," I replied. She gazed deep into my eyes. I swallowed hard.
"I am so sorry, Finnick," she said, her voice full of meaning. "Truly I am. I can't believe that they do that to you."
I shrugged slightly, careful not to disturb our divine closeness. I knew that this would be hard for her to process and I didn't expect her to say anything, whether it was positive or negative, supportive or unsupportive. She was from the Capitol and I didn't know how she would react to my revelation.
"Does anyone else do it, what you have to do?" she asked.
"I don't know. Probably. If there are, then God help them and their families. I just hope, really hope that there aren't any female Victors Snow has sold off. I would hate to be a 16-year-old girl, losing your virginity to a Capitol man who just wanted a quick fuck with a hot Victor. It would hurt them and it wouldn't be with someone they cared about."
"But what about you? Wouldn't you want your first time to be with someone you cared for?" she asked. I shrugged my shoulders.
"Generally speaking, females deal with sex in different ways to males. Females become emotionally attached to who they sleep with. Men, it's not the same. We can screw and screw and screw and not be affected. And the girl I lost my virginity to, it was her first time also."
Venus looked at me with intrigue. I smiled slightly. At least, it seemed, she wasn't supporting Snow.
"Really?" she asked. I nodded.
"She was seventeen, only a few months older than me. She, apparently, fell in love with me when she saw me win. She was nice enough. Her parents paid millions for her night with me, absolute millions. It was the combination of everything that made the price higher than usual: me losing my virginity, her losing hers and her losing hers to the famous Victor from District 4."
"How much do you get for it in general?" she asked. I smiled slightly.
"Nothing. Snow is kind of my pimp," I chuckled to myself, sensing the irony. I watch her smile out of the corner of my eye.
"So you do all of that and you get nothing?" she asked, with a hint of laughter.
"Well, I get sexual satisfaction," I grinned. "Yeah, they pay Snow the money, but they always insist on giving me gifts. But I rarely accept them. I want other things from them."
"What?"
"Secrets," I replied. "I thought I would use Snow's plan against him. A lot of the women are high up and influential. They know things. So I ask that they give me information about Snow and I'll give them the extra special treatment. I don't, I just say I do. The fact I was screwing them was special enough," I said, smiling to myself.
"And you thought I bid for you?" I nod.
"I did. And I'm sorry for thinking you would pay for me. I just… I always have to go to the parties I'm invited to and they always involve going home with a girl at the end of the night. And when I saw the bed, I didn't know if Snow had saved the effort and brought the bed to us. But you didn't act like a normal Capitol girl and you didn't say the code words so I wasn't too sure."
"Code word?"
"Yeah, sometimes I don't know if I am meeting a client or just another Capitol person. So they say 'Down to business' and I know they're a client."
"I see. Would you have cared if I was another client?"
"No. You're not like them. You're different."
She smiled bright.
"Why, thank you Mr Odair. I haven't paid for you, by the way. And I'm glad. Because I get the feeling you would've treated me differently if I was."
"You're right. And if you were a client, I wouldn't be coming back for more," I said, biting my bottom lip slightly.
"Oh you want more do you?" she laughed a little. "What if I'm tired?"
"Oh… Well… We can sleep if you want."
She laughed loud. "I'm not done with you yet either. One more I think, yeah?" I nodded. She had exhausted me but she did something to me that sent me from nought to raging erection in a blink. "I just want to cuddle a bit. Is that okay?"
"Of course it is."
Laying there with her wrapped in my arms, it wasn't awkward. Hearing her breathe and feeling her heart was more than enough. And it was a great view.
"Will you tell me anything about you."
She took a moment before replying. "Well… What do you want to know?"
"Anything," I said, shrugging slightly.
"Well, I'm 21. A Virgo," she giggled. I smiled a little. "I like big nights out and quiet nights in."
"Come on, let's not make this sound like an awful dating profile. Actually...Do you… have a boyfriend?"
"Well I'd be a pretty shitty girlfriend considering I'm lying in bed with the hottest guy in Panem after some amazing sex."
"Hey, I had to ask. A lot of women I see are married."
"No I don't have a boyfriend. Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No. Who could love a prostitute? Would you be happy knowing your boyfriend disappeared all the time to fuck other women for money he doesn't even get?"
"Maybe. I don't know. Depends," she shrugged
"Do you want to be my girlfriend and find out?" I grinned. She laughed and sat up, looking deep into my eyes.
"I'll be your girlfriend for tonight. Deal?"
"Deal."
She sat up, crossed legged, and ruffled her long blonde locks. They just covered her nipples, so I pushed them aside, so as not to block the delightful view. I sat up as well, leaning back into the pillows of the bed.
"How was work sweetie?" she asked, grinning.
"Oh you know. Same old. Fucked this lovely middle-aged woman who works in government. Told me some of Snow's plans for the coming Hunger Games. She smelled of toffee. Standard middle-aged woman smell at the moment."
"Ah yes, I heard that's the new fashion. To smell as sweet as possible. Do you think I smell nice, dear?" she said, offering her neck to me to smell. I crawled over to her, tilting her head back by the chin and kissed her neck. I breathed deep, inhaling her scent. She smelt of sweat and sex and champagne.
"You smell divine, my love," I whispered, kissing her neck again. She laughed and wrapped her arms around my waist, squeezing tight.
"Thank you."
"Now, seeing as you're my girlfriend for the night," I said, between gentle kisses to her neck. "I think we should do naughty things."
"Oh right? What do you class as naughty?"
"Maybe… Tie me up?"
She pulled back and looked at me. "You want me to tie you up?"
"Yeah, why not? I've never really done it before and I probably won't get a chance again."
She bit her lip and breathed deep. She was deep in thought for a brief moment, then nodded. "Sure, why not? But what can I use?"
"There's only really my cravat, seeing as you weren't wearing a bra."
A seductive glint was in her smouldering brown eyes. She took my cravat from the floor and tied my hands to the bedstead. It wasn't uncomfortable at all. I kind of liked it, being the clay to her potter's hand.
"Close your eyes, and keep them closed," she ordered, to which, I obeyed.
The loss of sight heightened all my other senses. I could even smell her better, that just-fucked sort of smell a woman gets after sex. It was pretty hot. And her breathing seemed louder than usual. Or maybe she was just breathing harder.
First, I felt a finger nail run down my neck, over the centre of my chest and slowly stopping just before my slowly growing erection. And it hovered there, circling the skin above. My breathing grew deeper and small moans escaped my mouth. So sensuous, so satisfying. And she did the same again, but with her tongue. The neck, the chest, the groin and stopping. Then with her lips, kissing her way down. All I felt was raw happiness. And it made my member happy. Soon i was completely erect and I could almost spell Venus's cravings for me.
No sooner had this thought swept across my mind, I was mounted and being rode. I clenched my eyes shut and bit hard on my lip to contain my bliss. She was so skilled. Even without my hands, she knew how to pleasure me. But this wasn't soft. Oh no.
She fucked me… hard.
Venus pounded away at me, her thighs slapping on mine. Her moans were loud and she was enjoying herself. But me? I was on a cloud of erotic ecstasy. She was warm and moist and my body lit up in fiery paradise. Her nails dug into my restrained wrists. How I wanted to caress her silky skin as she fulfilled my desire. But the fact my hands were tied enhanced the pleasure, spurred me on to the point of…
"Oh fuck!" I cried out. "Venus, stop!"
And she did, just before it was too late. I knew I only had one left in me, and I didn't want to stop just yet. She climbed off me and undid my tie. I rubbed my wrists together and sat up, breathing deep.
"Thanks," I said, smiling.
"It's okay. I'll let you stay in control now."
"Bend over." A playful smile crept up my face as she did what I said.
On all fours, legs slightly apart, ready for me. I caressed her ass gently, massaging her supple flesh and lightly spanking her. She squealed a little, before giggling. I gave another light spank then massaged the slightly pink cheek.
"Damn, I'll miss this view. Wish I had photographic memory," I said as I traced my hand over her wet pussy.
"Mhmmm…" she moaned gently, twitching under my gentle touch. "They're probably developing that technology somewhere, especially for guys like you that what to replay these amazing moments."
"Don't… I'd stop living just to stay here…"
I guided myself in between her legs and pulled her by the hips so she slid over my throbbing erection. She moaned gently as I filled her up, tightening with each inch I moved in. My eyes rolled back into their sockets, the pleasure already starting to build. I rocked her back and forth, gently at first, teasing her and myself with each stroke. My nails dug into her porcelain skin as I built up that changing rhythm, hitting her deeper and harder and faster and slower and softer and deeper, so much deeper than before. I reached forward and stroked her sweet pleasure spot. I wanted us both to feel this amazing moment. She couldn't contain the delight I was giving her; her moans were the sweetest sound I had heard. She trembled gently, pushing herself back into me with each thrust I gave.
"V… I'm…" I gritted my teeth, rubbing her harder.
"I'm so close," she panted, between moans.
I had to time this right. She was twitching with pleasure. I couldn't wait. Her body, it drove me crazy, to the point of climaxing. Intense and awesome. A never ending spiral of diverging pain and pleasure. I heard her cry out.
"Finnick!" she groaned, tightening around my throbbing member.
I bent over and rested my head on her back. I was spent, completely exhausted. She breathed deep as well, her body still trembling slightly. I smiled and kissed the small of her back.
Guiding myself out of her gently, I slumped back and close my eyes. I heard her move off the bed then back on, collapsing on top of me. I opened my eyes. She was breathing deep, looking so tired.
"Did you enjoy that?" I asked. She smiled and looked up to me.
"That was my best orgasm ever," she said. I smiled.
"I wish I could've seen your face," I purred.
"Well," she said, giggling slightly. "You will live the rest of your life wanting to know that."
"Yeah, and it will turn me on so much. I know that even just thinking of your moans will get me hard."
She snuggled up against my body, her legs entwining with mine. She smiled slightly as she rested her head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around her and held her close. I looked down at her. She looked tired. But it felt right: her being with me, this divine closeness. It felt like she fit perfectly under my arm, a snug fit for a cuddle.
"Do you think we'll ever see each other again?" she whispered, as not to disturb the close moment we had.
"I… I don't know… Tonight was fun, really. But would you want to see me again? Like seriously see me? Knowing I'm Snow's lap dog? Knowing what I have to do?"
She shrugged and kissed my chest softly. "I guess. Maybe not. We'd probably try to recreate this and it wouldn't be the same."
"Hey… We'd still have an amazing time. Honestly, I will never forget this."
"Me either. I hope I do see you. Even if you don't realise it's me. I like you. You're different to what I thought you'd be," she said, with a slight yawn. I yawned as well, the exhaustion hitting me.
"Well, thank you. I appreciate it. Being the 'man whore' of Panem comes with a lot of prejudice." I felt her body start to relax. "I like you to Venus. And maybe we will get to see each other again. Properly. No masks. Just you and me." Then I heard deep breathing. "Together." I looked down. She was fast asleep. I could… But what if she woke up? No. I promised her I wouldn't take her mask off. I glanced at her neck and smiled. I left a love bite where I kissed her. She will definitely remember me in the morning. I closed my eyes and breathed deep.
I woke up, startled and scared. What the…
I was back in my bedroom in the Training Centre. I rubbed my head and got up. That was one crazy dream! I got up and went to the shower. I looked up into the waterfall of water. I washed my body and hair. I got out and dried myself, looking in the mirror.
No…
By my hip bone was a mark, a mark not even the Capitol's soap could remove. The mark of a blood red kiss. There's only one way that could've got there.
But it was a dream! How could I fall asleep there and wake up here!
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. It was real. I put my hands to my lips in remembrance of her lips, her supple lips, and could taste her instantly. I did sleep with that girl, Venus. And I wished I knew her, who she was. Words could never describe how amazing that night was. Shivers went down my spine when I thought of her sensuous touch, how she wrapped her tongue around my member, when I came inside her. Not only that, but she knew about me, what Snow made me do. And she understood. She was normal. I looked for her, trying to see if anyone knew of a Venus, blonde with brown eyes. But nothing. I would never find her, ever.