AN: This is my first Cato and Katniss One-shot. It´s my first try and I´m really sorry if there are any grammatic mistakes or if it´s written in the wrong time. Oh and I don't own the HG.
Guilty Pleasure
Cato knew he shouldn't be doing this and at least with the girl on fire of all people. He shouldn't be here, pressing her up against the wall with his hands on her body, her soft skin underneath his fingertips, running them up and down her waist, teasing her. And most importantly he shouldn't be kissing the living daylight out of her, all the while by stripping her off her clothes piece by piece.
She shouldn't pretend that everything was going be alright, that they were not going into the arena the next day, fighting each other to death.
She shouldn't pretend that he was Peeta, the boy with the bread, the one who proclaimed his love for her on live television, the one she should pretend to love back, was fucking her.
Most of all it shouldn't feel so good.
And after they were done, she took his hand and squeezed briefly, before hurrying away and back to her room.
Cato sat for a while on his bed- he didn't even know how he got back to his room without stumbling into anyone who might question him on the marks on his neck or why his shirt was inside out. That wasn't supposed to happen! He wasn't supposed to have sex with her. He only wanted to find out what she did to get that eleven, that´s all- and yes there might have been some yelling and some physical touching and all that pent up frustration led to something- and he screwed up majorly.
He didn't know if he could kill her if he saw her in the arena. He never had a problem with killing – it was part of the Games, another step on coming closer to winning and bringing pride to his District. That´s what he was supposes to do. He was supposes to win and he would. He meant what he said to Ceasar. He would win. He would make these the greatest Hunger Games ever.
AN: So what do you think? I know it´s not that good considering there are hundreds of other Katniss and Cato stories and that they are far better than mine.