There was him.
He was talking to Katniss...his body, just, amazing. I couldn't get my eyes off his chest and the next moment he already turned around.
„Shoot, I didn't look below..." I thought to myself.
I looked at him, oh my, his ass was just as nice as the rest of his body. I couldn't help but stare.
„Peeta?" I heard Katniss say: „Peeta, are you alright?"
„Huh, oh, yes. I'm fine Katniss," I responded: „Who was that?"
„Oh, that was Finnick, Finnick Odair. He's a pretty dreamy guy from District 4." Katniss replied with a smile.
„A career?" I asked.
„Kind of...he seemed nice though, unlike Gloss..." Katniss responded, whispering the last part.
„Ahh..." I said, hoping she didn't notice me staring.
Oh wait, who the fuck am I kidding, she obviously saw me staring at Finnick's ass and body.
Shall I get to describing myself, alright – I am Peeta Mellark, victor of the 74th Hunger Games and Katniss Everedeen's star-crossed lover, as Caesar Flickerman said. Well, not even sure how much of a star-crossed lover I am...I'm gay. No one know that I'm gay, and I'm sure my mother would kill me if I told her, but I am. I've liked boys my whole life. When I was in school, all the girls tried to hit on me but I would always reject saying excuses like: „Sorry, I can't respond with the same feelings," or „I'm taken, no thanks."
I stared at every piece of flesh I could see from boys, their eyes, their face, their bodies. I know this one boy, Gale Hawthorne, was the one I used to desire the most. Later however I learned that Katniss liked him...a lot. I couldn't imagine him being gay anyways. All the love I've shared with Katniss has just been pretended. We were never anything, and as much as I can say, kissing her isn't as bad. Hell, she's like the most boy-like girl I've ever met. Whenever I kissed her, I closed my eyes and pretended to kiss Gale. But hey, even gay boys can say if a girl is pretty or not, and Katniss definitely is.
When I found out Gale was also romantically interested in Katniss, I was actually kind of happy...and sad, because Gale wouldn't let me near him in any situation. He was mad at me for doing all these things I did to Katniss, but I never did anything else but kiss her, and well propose during the last interview with Caesar, but that was also an act! And now that the 75th Hunger Games are kicking in, I don't have anything to lose, because our wedding got cancelled!
„Now hey, are you little lovebirds ready?" Cinna said, arriving with Portia.
„Yes," Katniss said.
„No," I wanted to say but didn't, I wasn't supposed to.
„Whenever you're in the right position, press this button and your clothes will burst into...fake flames," Portia said smiling, handing Katniss the button.
I took Katniss' hand and the carriage started moving onwards to the main square. Drums were playing and Caesars commentary could be heard.
„And there they come, the star-crossed lovers from District 12, our favourites...well at least my favourites!" he shouted all over the square. The public was raging in cheer.
The carriages moved forward and as soon as we got to the main square, I let go of Katniss for a moment and Katniss hit the button. We bursted into flames. It felt cool, but kind of scary at the same time. I knew these flames were fake and couldn't do a thing to us but fire is still scary, I'm the son of a baker and have burnt myself many times so I know how bad a burn is. The crowd roared at us. We were doing a circle, all the tributes in carriages in front of us waved at President Snow, with the exception of Johanna Mason, we all know how mad she is at Snow, the male tribute from seven raised her hand for her and waved with it. When we passed by, Katniss grabbed my hand strongly and didn't let me wave. Snow looked at us, raising his eyebrow but not very shocked. It's really something rebellious Katniss would do.
„Why didn't you let me wave?" I whispered.
„I'm not going to be one of them," Katniss said, pointing at the crowd, now in a massive roar.
As we circled, we passed Finnick's carriage. He looked at us, smiled and winked. His ass was still bare and for a brief second I caught myself staring again, until Katniss bumped me.
„He's showing us support, he could be a potential ally," Katniss whispered.
I didn't want allies, I didn't want the games at all. I wanted to jump out the carriage right now, go and take Finnick's hand and we could walk away into eternity. But you know what, I can't. Moving is impossible. It's almost like my feet are nailed to the carriage, there's no room. Snow had a boring speech and then we drove the carriages back to the facilities. An unsurprising start, and I wasn't impressed.
On my way inside, I bumped into Finnick, but not just regularily, the thing colliding was our crotches. He was still wearing his fishnet suit. He was probably packing maybe 6 inches flaccid, I don't know, just a first impression. I immediately got a hard-on, and sadly I was still wearing the costume Portia made me, so my bulge just stood out of everywhere. I also noticed he had gotten a bit aroused as well, now packing even more down there. Finnick looked down at my pants, and then looked back up, gazing into my eyes and put a finger on my mouth. He winked and went his way.
I felt really uncomfortable walking around with a bulge in this costume so I decided to visit the restrooms and let out some steam. I got into the restroom and brought out my erect penis. Mine was barely 6 and a half inches hard, and he was maybe 6 flaccid, I can imagine him being like 10 inches fully erect. With that thought, I grabbed my cock, and stroked. I imagined all kinds of crazy stuff about Finnick and stroked harder and harder each second until I released a huge load. It covered my face, the wall behind me and my whole stomach.
„Shit," I said: „How the fuck will I clean this up?"
I quickly grabbed toilet paper and started cleaning my stomach, went on to my face and then cleaned the wall behind me. It wasn't perfect, but I figured it'd do the job.
„Peeta, are you in here?" I hear Haymitch shout.
„Yes, I just needed a moment," I said.
„No that's okay, just Katniss is looking for you, she's convinced about Caesar's interview later," Haymitch responded and slammed the door closed.
I stood up, put my half of my costume back on and went to the elevator. There was Johanna Mason.
„Fucking stylist and fucking Snow. Uggggh, I was promised that after I won no one could ever hurt me again, but fuck, I still have to participate. And these fucking pine needles in my hair and shit, oh my fucking god I'm just freaking out. Why does every 7-ner need wood and leaves and what-not forest crap on their costume," she shouted.
„Uhh...Hi?" I said.
„Oh sorry, I didn't mean to! I was talking to myself and didn't even notice you there, sorry for the swears..." she answered.
„Oh, no that's okay. I'm Peeta, by the way, Peeta Mellark," I introduced myself.
„I'm Johanna Mason! Yes, I've heard of you on the news all the time, they don't talk about anything else really, only about you and Katniss getting married. I heard that the wedding was cancelled because of the games though, fucking Snow, ruining everyone's private life and love," she cursed again.
„I knew your name aswell! It's really nice to meet you in person," she said.
We got into the elevator and pressed the floor number respective to our districts.
„Ugh, I can't take it in this costume anymore, mind if I take it off?" she asked me.
„No, not at all," I answered, I couldn't care less.
„Thanks!" she said, stripping down.
„Hey, could you help this zipper open for me?" she asked me.
„Yeah, sure," I said, helping her.
She was just standing in the elevator now, with nothing on. Although, I didn't even care. She seemed completely normal to me.
„Well, gotta run now, see ya around," she said.
„Bye!" I said and waved, she ran off.
The elevator got to floor 12 and I hopped off.
„Peeta, where the fuck have you been?" Katniss screamed in my face.
„Manners, Katniss! Hold it with the language!" Effie shouted in a fake shock, pouring coffee on the rug.
„I was just in the restrooms..." I answered.
„For 45 minutes, unbeliavable!" she shouted.
„Sorry, what's the hussle?" I asked.
„We have to get ready for Caesar's interview tonight!" she said: „Did you forget?"
„Oh shit!" I said.
„Language, young man!" Effie shouted.
„Well, I'll...uhh...undress and have Portia get me ready," I said confused.
„Yeah, try to do it fast, the interview is in 3 hours!" Katniss said as I walked into my room.
I didn't even get the last words, Finnick was the only thing I could think of for now.
Author's comment
Hope you enjoyed this Peeta/Finnick love fiction. I know there wasn't really much action, I'll be writing new chapters soon so don't forget to follow. And reviews would be appreciated if you could!