If there was something they had in excess, it was fire. Fire was the first thing to attract him about her. It wasn't her beautiful silver eyes, or her sculptural body with all those lovely curves he sure loved, but the determination, the rising flame in her eyes when he volunteered for her sister.

When they married, the fire caused some trouble. They would argue about little things but they wouldn't care too much about the really important ones; it was kind of a joke for them, after all. He loved arguing with her because she didn't like to lose. So usually, the discussions would end with a tie – because he, just as her, wasn't habituated to lose.

It wasn't so much of a trouble, anyway.

But what came after the fights… Make-up sex's the best.

"Fuck." He muttered, his mouth pressed against the crook of her neck. Making her bend her back and involuntarily press her almost naked body again his bare chest.

Cato's hands never stood still, always wandering around her body: gripping her hips tightly, and even though she would never admit it, she liked when he eventually slapped her bum lightly.

Katniss tried to keep her mouth busy, always kissing his soft and bewitching lips. She wasn't sure if she could handle her loud moans if she stopped doing that, so she just kept doing it. She could never hold herself when she was next to him.

He also loved the way she knew the effect she had in people. After years she passed oblivious about it, she finally learned how she could use her charm (or even her talent to scare people) to get what she wants; and even though the usual target was him, he didn't mind. He loved how she pouted to be the one to teach their son how to swim, or even when she crossed her arms and pretended not to talk to him just to get what she wanted; he would think it was the loveliest thing he had ever seen.

"So, I was thinking… How about I teach little Stark how to swim and you get to teach him how to wrestle?" Seeing the look full of disbelief in her husband's eyes, Katniss snorted. "Seriously, I'm trying to find a fair agreement here." As Cato was lying on the couch, she lied on top of his muscular chest, her face on his chest while she heard his calm heartbeat.

His legs quickly interlaced with hers, his fingers strumming the uncovered small part of skin in her waist. "But I wanna teach him how to swim, I mean, you're already going to teach him how to use the bow and how to hunt and how to climb trees! All I have left are swimming, wrestling, spears and swords." She looked at him, sticking her tongue out at him and making him laugh lightly.

"But I want to teach him how to swim." She pouted and looked at him with her big gray eyes which looked a bit watery. He sighed and pushed her gently against himself, pressing a kiss against her hair.

"Ok, last chance, take it or leave it: we can both teach Stark how to swim." Her pout disappeared, but she seemed like she was still thinking and highly considering his offer.

"Hmmm, yeah. Ok, we'll both teach him how to swim." He smiled widely and she raised a hand. "BUT I wanna learn how to use the sword too." She laughed, her body shaking and making him laugh as well.

Also, he loved the way she freaked out when she told him she was pregnant. The look on her face… Priceless.

Her hands messed with each other all the time, her heart was pounding hard in her chest, she was biting her bottom lip so hard it was probably going to be a bruise there and her nails were gone. She was nervous, anxious and nervous again. What if he didn't want it? What if she couldn't do it? What if?

She heard the clock hit six pm and as if Cato was waiting for it, he arrived. He quickly put his things on the couch, barely noticing the silence in the house. He was so tired he just wanted to fall on the bed and sleep, but he wanted his wife with him. That got him back to reality.

Where was she? Why the house was so quiet? Katniss was probably at home, so why was it so damn silent?

After checking the whole house besides their room, he walked towards the last unchecked place. He walked into the room just to find a almost hysteric Katniss Krueger biting her nails (or at least, what was left of it). When she saw him, the look on her face was intense. Intense, dark, a bit apprehended and he couldn't understand why.

"Babe?" He asked, his eyes locking with her suddenly shy ones.

"I have to tell you something." She stopped quickly but resuming it right after, not leaving Cato a chance to question anything. "I'm pregnant." She whispered and he stood still. She wasn't sure if he had listened, so she repeated, but louder this time.

His eyes were full of shock and amazement. His lips were parted a bit and he didn't even blink. It seemed like an eternity when he finally 'woke up', his face opening in a big, bright smile she'd just seen in special occasions like their marriage or when they won the Hunger Games.

"Are you serious?" Cato started walking slowly towards her, his smile never fading; it was almost turning into a laugh. She nodded vehemently, her attention falling to the floor, her hair falling like waves down her back and shoulders. When he reached her, he picked her chin delicately, lifting her face and looking fondly into her eyes. She couldn't help but smile along with the love of her life. He was like oxygen to her, and it's not like she could breathe without it, but meaning in another way; he made her fire grow, and together, they could burn down everything and everyone.

"I love you. I love you. I love you." He started saying it over and over and over again, only stopping to give her quick pecks on the lips. "I love you so fucking much." He whispered before wrapping her waist with his large arms and kissing her excitedly; what he felt – what they both were feeling – was overwhelming. He felt as she wrapped her own arms around his neck and her hands traveled to his hair, gently tugging on it.

"If it's a girl, I get to choose the name." Katniss whispered between the kiss before slowly slipping completely into it. Cato led her to the bed, lying on top of her as her back hit the mattress.

Author's Note: So, this is going to be a twoshot. If you liked it, review! I love to see if people are liking what I write, it actually means A LOT to me.

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