A/N: Hello lovers. I hope you aren't terribly angry at me for saying this, but any other story that I've started that isn't finished, well, it probably won't ever be. I'm just too busy to force ideas. However, this one hit me really hard, and I've been working on it non stop for weeks, and I've got it about halfway done. So, enjoy, my mixture of the Hunger Games plus Juno, with a little bit of Sarah Dessen drama thrown in. (cackles maliciously)
Rating: M for language and future sexual situations
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
If anyone knows the song this story is named for, they're awesome!
It started with a kiss.
Peeta and I had been laying around in the Meadow of our small town of Panem, Virginia, watching the sun fall over the rolling hills of the Appalachian Mountains. We had been just sitting there, not talking, not even looking at one another- just staring into the distance. Both of us were a little drunk, and every once in a while, one of us would let out a contented sigh, or a chuckle. It wasn't until the sun had completely disappeared from sight that I turned to one of my life-long best friends, and began to speak.
"You ever kiss anyone, Peeta?"
The words surprised me more than him, I think, but he answered me nonetheless with a quick shake of the head. I hadn't been expecting that- Peeta was- and is- a very attractive male, popular, and athletic. I had been hearing girls whisper about him, and Gale, too, for weeks. My close attachment with the two most sought after boys in school sure didn't help my reputation.
"Me, either." I laid back and stared at the night sky, as I willed the first diamond star to twinkle in the sky. I tried ignoring the flood of relief that tinged the back of my brain.
"Really?" His voice was shocked, and I closed my eyes and easily pictured his face. His eyebrows must have been raised so high that they would have been obscured by his thick, curly blond bangs. His eyes would have shined, despite the darkness surrounding us, and his cheeks were probably still flushed due to my earlier inquiry. "I just always thought… I mean, with you and Gale-?" Peeta gulped audibly.
I didn't answer, but instead rolled over so we were face to face. Everyone always thinks that it's Gale. My sister did, for a while, 'til I convinced her that me dating Gale would be like me dating Haymitch. She pulled a face, but I think it got through to her, because she never brought it up again. I leaned forward carefully and pressed my lips against his. They were softer than I expected.
It took him a moment to adjust, but once he did, his arms wrapped around me, and he groaned. I opened my mouth to catch a breath, and felt his tongue probe into my mouth. It shocked me to my core, but I kept kissing, rubbing my tongue experimentally against his.
We kissed more and more, rolling in the meadow. I felt his heart pound against mine. I felt his hands rub up and down my back- mine had somehow found their way around his neck and my hands were playing in his thick curls.
I pulled away from Peeta and stared at him. His lips were plump, his cheeks flushed, his eyes dark blue. I made a split decision and ripped my shirt off. Peeta's mouth gaped open in shock.
I put a silencing finger over his mouth and proceeded to tug at his shirt. He sat up in compliance and pulled it off himself.
I leaned in to kiss him again, and felt his hands hovering over my back. I leaned back so he was forced to touch me, and heard him gasp. I kept kissing him, though, and eventually sat in his lap. I felt his hardness against me. I gasped.
I stood up, and gestured for him to, too. He gave me a confused look, but when I began to undo my pants and pull them down, he got the hint. He ripped his off so fast that he fell. I laughed at him, until he, the damn wrestler he is, grabbed my leg and pulled me down with him. I landed beside him with an oof, and glared at him. He sighed and pushed my hair out of my face.
It was then that I realized we were lying together in our underwear. My body was still pulsing, and it wasn't going to get any better, so I unceremoniously yanked off my bra and my underpants. He pulled off his boxers.
We stared at each other for a long time, until, slowly, he leaned in to kiss me. He grabbed my breasts. I smiled into his kiss. He covered me with his body.
We had sex, out in that meadow, as the first stars twinkled in the sky.