Author's Note: AU In this story there is no Peeta in the 74th games. Katniss is the sole victor. I know other people have placed Katniss with similar multiple pairings.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games or any of the characters.

Capitol's Doll

Written by: kmac13

Original Post: 3/01/2012

Edited Post: 7/2/2012

Chapter Two

When Finnick Odair arrived in District Twelve it was quite the scene. The girls of the district were fawning over him and the boys were all jealous. After just the rush and craziness of getting him and Cinna from the train to the victor's village, we all decided they were not to leave the victor's village again until it was time to go home.

Finnick and Haymitch took turns teaching me the art of seduction. Finnick taught me how to put on a mask for the Capitol. A mask they would love. A fake, glimmering mask just like his. Cinna taught me how to dress and hold myself. He helped me get used to wearing more provocative clothing and lingerie. I had always just worn simple cotton underclothes so these new garments took some getting used to. They were not comfortable, but they did make body look more appealing. I had gotten used to all three men staring at me in almost nothing. I would have to prance around in the lingerie and get their approval on whether or not it worked or if my body language and movements were sexy enough.

I could see each man, on occasion, give me lustful gazes, but they would quickly return to their professional stares. I knew which outfit, voice and movement each man liked best. If I really wanted to seduce anyone of them I could. I wanted to at times, but I restricted myself in the beginning. After weeks of coaching, I had finally passed all of their tests. For the most part I stayed in character.

My mother was appalled at the amount of time I spent "unsupervised" with Finnick Odair. Even worse was the fact that I had almost stopped coming back to my own mansion. I would come to visit with Prim every afternoon, but that was it. There were rumors spreading fast and quick throughout the district, luckily Haymitch and one of the biggest gossips, Greasy Sae, were able to tell people that Finnick was here to recuperate in the quietest district as to not draw too much attention to himself.

Gale on the other hand had stopped speaking to me when he came by one Sunday and my mother directed him to Haymitch's house. He saw the three men and me, barely in anything, drinking at the table. I tried to talk to him, but he refused. His mother had become Haymitch's housekeeper when my training started, but she was sworn to secrecy about what went on in his house, for her protection as much as ours and Gale's. She seemed to understand what was going on, she always did. She tried to reason with Gale that he was just over reacting, but he had his mind made up. I thanked her anyway for he help. Since I could no longer hunt, training had become a full time job, Haymitch and I made sure to pay Hazelle beyond well. We both paid her almost double of what any other housekeepers made.

I would practice my seductive speech and body language on the boys and men I would run into in the district. Just to make sure I was doing it right. Haymitch would always accompany me whenever I left the village. Soon almost every single male in the district had asked me out. I always declined. Haymitch was sadly proud that I had picked up this game so easily.

I stopped holding back though, I figured if I was going to be sold against my will, I may as well have some fun when I wasn't being forced. I decided I would try to seduce Cinna as he had already seen me completely naked and based on the conversation we had after my games, I figured he wouldn't turn me down. Plus is gentleness was at times far more appealing to me than drunk and sarcastic Haymitch or cocky Finnick.

Cinna's pleasure and adoration of me was completely different from the sweetness and purity that Gale and I had shared. I can't say one was better than the other, just different. I had gone to his room in one of the little numbers I had seen him be particularly fond of. I gently opened the door and walked in like fire dancing in the darkness. His beautiful golden green eyes widened in surprise at first, but then quickly darkened. He stood up out of his bed, in only his sleep pants. He had his cool and calm demeanor up. As I flitted toward him, I smiled and flirted with my eyes.

He spoke first, "Katniss what are you doing?"

"I am living what I can of my life… making choices that I can make, since I am only given so few." I said purring softly.

"What choice are you making now?" He asked.

"To be with you," I glanced up at him, his eyes shows adoration, "tonight." I placed my hand on his chest and I could feel him tense quickly then within the next heartbeat he forced himself to relax. He smelt of sweet cream and burning wood. He wrapped his arms around me and spun me so my back was against his chest. He moved my hair over my right shoulder and started to kiss down neck and onto my shoulder. He continued down my arm and spun me again quickly. With each touch little bolts of electricity were going through my body. I wanted him.

He nodded slowly as if making sure I understood. He looked into my eyes. His eyes were full of lust and love. I stood slightly on my toes so my lips could reach his. He met me and we kissed. His hands were on my hips then slowly went up my body. His touch was feathering, only enough to send electric currents. My hands were tracing the lines of his chest, back and stomach. I moaned when his lips left mine and started to travel down my body. We spent the rest of the night giving each other pleasure. And in the morning we showered together before I went back to my room to get ready for more training.

At breakfast Haymitch had a smirk on his face, "So I'm guessing Cinna finally got a happy ending?" he said sarcastically. I blushed furiously.

"Don't you worry dear Haymitch your time is coming." I said seductively giving him a wink.

"Oh Sweetheart don't be a tease." He said tsking me. His eyes hopeful shaking his head.

"You're only a tease if you don't follow through." I quipped back, "Plus I thought you, the great master, and Finnick were supposed to train me? So far you have just taught me how to act and dress."

"I know for a fact you got a good training last night. Cinna is one of the best." He smiled wickedly.

"You and Cinna?" I said incredulously.

"Yes, I have been with quite a few." He gave me a wink. I blushed again and started nibbling on the bread I had bought the day before.

Soon Cinna and Finnick came down; both men smiling and whispering. I noticed the closeness they shared and turned my gaze back to Haymitch to inquire if they had also been together with a raised eyebrow. Haymitch nodded back and I just chuckled ever so lightly. We were really a twisted family.

Finnick gave me kissing lessons. You would think it would be awkward, but in the scheme of things kissing lessons was the most normal thing we did. I really enjoyed kissing Finnick for the most part, except I felt guilty because I knew he loved Annie back home and I wondered if she hated me or knew what was going on. I guess he could sense my uneasiness. "I am not like that with her." He stated. I looked in his eyes questioning what he was talking about. "Annie, I love her as much as one person can love another, like you with Prim, but she is not mentally aware most of the time." I nodded my head. I understood what he was saying. He didn't want to take advantage; he wanted her to also be aware and want it. He continued, "She loves you, thinks you are a real life super hero." He chuckled. "You know if you wanted someone to be with last night, my door would have been open." He whispered seductively in my ear pulling me even closer to him.

I took a step closer so our bodies were flush against each other, "Oh Finny, what makes you sure you could handle being with me?" I purred back. At this I heard foot steps, loud and clumsy, Haymitch was coming near us.

He was laughing at our exchange, "Oh Sweetheart, you are probably right, Fish Boy here wouldn't even know where to start with you. You are a piece work." He walked past us and into the kitchen to get a drink.

I scowled at him and followed him into the kitchen. I grabbed a cup and held it out to him signifying I would be drinking as well. He kept mumbling "Piece of work" under his breath. Finally, he looked back up at us. "Well, Fish boy and Cinna are going to have to leave tomorrow as your tour will begin in two weeks and they need to be gone before the press gets here. Better take him up on his offer tonight." He finished with a wink at Finnick. I just scowled at him; sending him death glares. I didn't want Finnick or Cinna to go. I had felt safe with all of them around me.

After we dropped Finnick and Cinna at the train station in the morning Haymitch and I went to the bakery to get bread and a cake for my sister. The Baker and Peeta were in the front. Peeta was frosting a cake on a work bench and the Baker was behind the counter. Both men smiled as we walked in. "Well hello," the Baker greeted with a warm smile, "And what can I get our two favorite victors?"

I laughed at this, "We can't be your favorite. We are the only two!" I exclaimed still laughing at the thought. I heard Peeta chuckling too and I sent my gaze over in his direction. We locked eyes. His clear blue eyes looked into my gray ones like he was searching for an answer to a question. Haymitch saw and cleared his throat to get my attention. "Oh, yes, I will take three loaves of the hearty bread there and some cheese buns and a cake for my sister." I said quickly as not to loose focus again.

Haymitch leaned into me, "I will be right back I am going to go see Ripper, we are running low." I nodded that that was fine. He didn't necessarily like leaving me on my own out of the Victor's Village, but this would speed up the trip and he trusted the baker.

While the Baker was busy getting my order prepared, Peeta stopped what he was doing and came over to me. "You have changed." He stated staring into my eyes again, but I looked away, my body became stiff feeling shame because he was right. He took my silence and refusal to acknowledge what he was saying as permission to continue. "I have watched you and been in love with you since we were five, when I heard you sing, but since that pretty boy showed up you have changed."

I flashed angry eyes at him, letting my true colors show. The colors of a killer, a victor. How dare he think any of this has to do with Finnick. "Finnick has nothing to do with the change. It's killing other children and getting out and still having to play the game that changes you." I spitted out through gritted teeth.

He took a step back in fear and looked at me with sad, pitiful eyes before nodding and turning back to his work. The Baker came back in soon with my treats. "I do miss your squirrels. Do you think you will be hunting again anytime soon?" He asked.

"No, I have to be getting ready for the Victory Tour." I said quietly, my head turned down. I gave him a few extra coins.

As I was leaving Haymitch was walking back to me with a case of alcohol that would hopefully last us until the Tour. On the train there would be plenty, so we didn't worry about saving any. I went over to "my mansion" even though I have probably only spent ten nights there. My mother was waiting for me at the table. She was expecting me. "Where's Prim?" I asked as I always came by at this time to visit Prim.

"I sent her out for a while. We need to talk Katniss." He voice was calm, but her face was rigid. I just nodded to her. "I have kept my mouth shut for far too long. Probably because Hazelle continues to tell me you are fine over there, but it isn't right. It's not right for a sixteen year old girl to be spending the night in a house and traipsing around in only God knows what in front of three grown men."

"Oh, Good Lord mother! You have no idea about what you are talking about. Who told you what I was wearing anyway? Gale?" I am furious. She wanted to pretend to be my mother now?

"Yes. Gale came to see me. He said you were drinking with them wearing only undergarments." She stated matter of factly.

"Mother those three men, the ones you are so concerned about have been more of a parent to me than you have. Who was the one to comfort me, when I still stayed here, from nightmares? Not you, but one of those men who would hear my screams and come running!" I yelled at her. My body was tense, gripping onto the table leaning over to her. Heat rolled off my body. Before she could say anything else, I stormed off and back to Haymitch's.

The next two weeks went by in a blur. I had officially moved in with Haymitch and we drank and played cards most of the day and night. Hazelle made sure we ate and Prim came by every afternoon when she would leave school. Rory would come with her some days. They liked each other and I was just happy someone was looking at for her when I couldn't. Prim and Hazelle never questioned the fact that I moved in or wouldn't talk to my mother. Gale still wasn't talking to me and honestly at that point I was so mad at him I didn't want to talk to him either. Rory would tell me how he was though. He told me all he does was work in the mines and come straight home and sleep.

On the day we left for the Victory Tour, Cinna was in my room waiting for me to wake up. When I did finally open my eyes, I had two beautiful golden green ones looking right back into mine. I smiled and he kissed me quickly while mumbling into my mouth, "I missed that smile so much." He and I showered together. He washed my whole body and massaged my scalp as he washed my hair. He dried me off and then started to dress me. Cinna treated me like a special gift, like a porcelain doll that needed special care. The thought of being nothing more than a dress up doll for the Capitol bothered me, but I thoroughly enjoyed Cinna doing it. When he was done getting me ready, I was once again in a white dress and my hair was done in braids and curls and I had only a little make-up to enhance my features. Again Cinna made me look beautiful.

We were driven to the train and I didn't need to worry about bringing anything as everything was already supplied for me. There was a send off with the Mayor and press. Prim, Rory, Hazelle, Posy and Vick were my only family who came to send me off. I wasn't surprised by my mother or Gale's absence. Peeta was there along with other people from the district. Once we boarded the train, Haymitch and I headed to the sitting area to get a drink and play cards. This was a slower train than the one that was sent for the games. It would take longer to get from district to district; so Haymitch and I did what we did best. At night I would crawl into bed with Haymitch to keep the nightmares away, just like I did at home. Cinna didn't seem to mind; he understood there are some things that only another victor could understand.

The first stop was District Eleven. This would be my toughest district as I had been allies with Rue and Thresh had saved my life. I stuck to my script and when it was time for me to address the families I had to hold my tongue. I so badly wanted to tell them that this sucked, that I wished their children were still alive and how I loved Rue so dearly. When I shook the families' hands I snuck them a small coin bag filled with golden coins. When I got to Rue's mother I bent in to hug her, "I am so so sorry I wish I could have protected her better. She deserved more." I whispered this in her ear trying so hard not to cry. She just hugged me tighter. An old man started whistling Rue's tune when he saw the exchange and was shot on the spot. Haymitch, angry that they would do this in front of me grabbed me and refused to let me go until I fell asleep that night in the train. I was shaking. I didn't understand what had just happened. I felt sick.

We only stayed in the higher number districts for one or two days, as the Capitol didn't see them as important as the lower number districts. When we finally got to District four where we would be staying for almost a week, I was so happy to see Finnick. Finally, I thought, a friendly face. I had seen Johanna in District Seven, but she is not very friendly. She is like Haymitch on a bad day, disdainful, sarcastic and down right mean. Finnick though, was most always cheerful, even if it was an act. I got to meet Annie and right away I felt love for her too. She was special.

We were walking along the beach when she grabbed my arm and pulled me ahead of the others with her. "I can't believe I am finally meeting Katniss Everdeen, the girl on fire!" She squeaked like an excited kid, "Finn told me so much about you. He really cares for you." She finished quietly. Then just as quickly as our escape began, she drug me back to the group. Her eyes twinkled in the moon. She looked up at Finnick for approval, afraid she upset him by running away. He smiled at her warmly and nodded his head in approval.

District Four had been my favorite by far. I got to go to the beach and swim almost everyday. Everyone was surprised I could swim so well. I just shrugged my shoulders and blamed it on a big bath tub, which always got a good laugh.

Finnick took me out on a boat one day early in the morning. Once we had left the shore Finnick became more serious. His Capitol mask fading by each inch of distance between us and the shore. "Katniss…" he started, "I will be joining you on the rest of the tour." He looked up at me with a deep sadness in his eyes, his body no longer exuding confidence.

"Why?" I asked quietly reaching my hand to touch his arm.

"They want me and," his eyes shifted nervously, "well you to move to the Capitol after the tour."

"What?" I choked out.

"It will be announced tonight that the Capitol's favorite victors will be moving to the Capitol." He said dejectedly.

"How come no one mentioned this to me? What are they just planning to get me there and not let me leave? Isn't that kidnapping?" I felt trapped, like a caged wild animal. He could see the panic rise in my eyes, my body shaking.

"Pretty much yes," he looked down, and then took me in his arms in a tight embrace, "but our families will be safe and we will have each other." I didn't say anything any response, what could I say. My fate was already decided for me.

When we finally got back to shore, Haymitch was frantically looking for me. I thought he was going to kill Finnick when he saw us get off the boat. "Where the hell have you been?" He snarled.

I stepped in front of Finnick, "WE went for a boat ride. I am fine." I told him sternly. He let out a loud exhale as if he had been holding onto his breath the whole time we were gone. He just grabbed my arm drug me back to the train where I would be getting ready for the banquet tonight.

"Sweetheart, you can't just go off and leave with out telling me." He finally said.

"I'm sorry Hay, but Finnick said it would be okay, he needed to talk to me and I've never been on a boat."

"Talk to you? About what? Why would he need to take you on a boat alone to talk to you?"

"Hay," I touched his arm gently, looking into his gray eyes just like mine, "I don't think I will be coming back to Twelve with you." I whimper.

"What do you mean you don't think you will be coming back with me?" he looked at me skeptically, harshly.

"Finn said that it will be announced tonight that he and I are moving to the Capitol." I let out a trembled sigh, my body still shaking from the news. He looked at me with tears threatening to spill out of his eyes. "What will Prim think? She is the only one who hasn't lost respect for me." I croaked out.

"Oh, no Sweetheart, Katniss, no. No, I will explain that her sister is the bravest person I know and is doing everything she can to make sure she is safe." He said this pulling me into his arms and lifting up as to protect me from all the evil in the world. He kissed me all over my face, head and neck. He carried me to our room and I kissed his lips and refused for him to reject me. He didn't and we spent that time wrapped in each others arms until it was absolutely time for me to get ready. He was gentle with me and that was truly making love as opposed to the other times I had had sex, which were more for pleasure and just the actual choice of it. Before I got up he pulled me in and whispered in my ear, "I love you, you insufferable girl."

"I love you too you old drunkard." I whispered back and kissed him before I got up and went to "my room" to have Cinna shower and dress me like the doll I am.

That night at the banquet I acted just the way I was taught by the three men who mean more to me than anything. I wore the clothes that were chosen for me. I bent to their will. I danced, smiled, laughed and flirted. I was everything that was expected of the Capitol's newest toy. As Finnick said, a mandatory announcement was made on the giant screens by President Snow. All of Panem would be watching.

"Dear Friends," the President started, "It is with great pleasure to announce that our two favorite victors have decided to now make the Capitol their new home." He smiled a revolting smile. There was a wave of murmurs that went through the room, everyone looking at Finnick and me. "That's right Panem, you guessed it, Finnick Odair and Katniss Everdeen will be calling the Capitol their new home and it is a very welcomed decision. The people of the Capitol are preparing and are so excited to welcome these two into their city. Let's wish them the best of luck in their new lives." He finished. The seal of Panem flashes with the anthem before the screens goes blank again.

Effie and Cinna came running over to me. "Oh Katniss I am so excited! How come you didn't tell me?" She squealed. Cinna gave me a look that told me we would be discussing this later. I had to snap myself out of my out of body experience. I was watching this all unfold and was seeing my body just react naturally in its new mask.

Finally I breathed again, "Yes I am sorry I didn't tell you Effie. It was meant to be a secret." I said in my practiced and controlled happy voice. Haymitch took to the bar and I glanced at him and back at Cinna. He understood and went to keep Haymitch company while I answered a barrage of questions and excited squeals at my luck. Finnick and I were forced together by the many excited people. He had on his mask as well, but his eyes were mimicking what I'm sure mine were saying. I felt nothing but loss. My life, the little I still had was now gone. I belonged to Snow completely. I was sure Annie wasn't taking the news well just like I knew Prim was crying her eyes out.

We left District Four in the morning, Finnick joining us for the remainder of our journey. We spent a week in each of the remaining districts. My hate was growing along with my helplessness. Between Haymitch and Cinna's efforts they kept Finnick and me alive. Finnick shower by himself and I kept my pleasurable showers with Cinna. Finnick and I slept in the room with Haymitch, I would sleep in the middle of the two men on the bed both of their arms holding me. Haymitch made sure we ate and kept us occupied with drinking and playing cards. Cinna made sure we were dressed appropriately and offered a calming effect. And Effie made sure we were on time. After a little over a month's journey we finally arrived in our new home, the Capitol.

Once we had arrived and were escorted off of the train, a black car was waiting for Finnick and me. We got in and were driven to a very tall and ornate glass building. We were escorted by two large peacekeepers all the way to the top floor and our elevator brought us into a large living room. There was a bar on one side and a sitting area on the other and the far wall is just windows, letting us see the whole Capitol.

I could smell him before I even noticed he was sitting there. President Snow stood up to greet us, shaking Finnick's hand and leaning in to give me a kiss on the cheek. "I hope you like your new home." He said looking around the space. Finnick and I looked at each questioningly. "I figured you would like sharing a living space. You have separate sleeping and small entertaining space with private elevators leading to those spaces."

We just look at him still confused. Finnick speaks up first, "Why?"

"Because Mr. Odair, I figured this will be more economical for me. I will have the two of you at my disposal all the time. You will of course have free time and will continue your other mentor and victor duties here." He answered with a sinister grin. "I do not need to go over the consequences with you if you, either of you, should decline. Do I?" We both just shook our heads no. We knew what the consequences were and now he was making us responsible for the other too. "Good, good, well I must be going. And you will need to be getting ready for the banquet." He left us there alone, shaking. We clung to each other. We had no one else with us.

We explored our new prison. We found our private quarters and found that they were next to each other with an intercom system with video feed. Why we would need that, at the time was beyond me. There was also a third room. I didn't know why we needed a third room, but Finnick seemed to know. He seemed mad about it, more so than our own rooms. My room was in a fire theme, since I am the girl on fire. Finnick's room was in a water theme. The third room seemed to be a combination of the two. "What's the third room for Finn?" I asked timidly.

"It's our shared room; for when we are required to do shared activities." He didn't look at me when he responded.

The elevator came up and off stepped Cinna and Dru, Finnick's stylist. Cinna grabbed me and held me so close and tight. He whispered in my ear, "Haymitch is going crazy. Can you please call him at the training center and let him know you are fine?" he looked around the room quickly, "Do you have a phone?" I looked around a bit and shook my head no. There was no way for me to communicate to the outside world. Cinna gave a defeated sigh. "Well lets get you beautiful, darling, you have a big night tonight." Cinna took me to my room and Dru took Finnick to his.

When we reemerged, we were the perfect dolls. I had on a long clingy, silky white dress, the lingerie underneath was enough to keep me blushing all night. Finnick had on a tux he looked even more handsome than usual. Our eyes may have shown we were dying, but no one would know by the way we acted and the way we were dressed.

Finnick held out his arm for me to take hold of it and as he led me to elevator to take us down he bent down to my ear, "You look absolutely virginal tonight." He whispered seductively, a sexy smile on his face.

"Oh you of all people should know how pure I am." I purred back. He chuckled a little. When we got down stairs and out the door the press was all around us. Taking our pictures and asking us questions. We didn't answer any questions but smiled, blew kisses and waved until we got in our car.

When we got to the President's mansion where the banquet was being held, it was the same circus with the press until we were able to get inside the door. Haymitch was awaiting my arrival, pacing back and forth.

When he saw me he pulled me to him. "Where'd you go? Why aren't you staying in the training center with me?"

"Finnick and I were taken to our new 'home'" I said bitterly. He was angry and slightly confused.

Finnick came up to us and put his hand around my elbow. "Yes new 'home' we are sharing. He really went all out to contain this fire." He said as he tilted his towards me.

Haymitch growled at him, "Leave, now, Fish Boy." Finnick left to go into the banquet leaving me with a very angry Haymitch, a fidgeting Effie and a melancholy Cinna. Effie, nervous that Haymitch may kill her, gently walked up and told us it was time to go. They announced Effie's name first and she walked in. Cinna was next followed by Haymitch. Finally, it was my time to walk down the long stair case into the ballroom. As I walked in cameras were going off in all directions. I felt blinded. When I got to the bottom of the stairs I curtsied and the room flooded with applause.

The food was exquisite, even though I barely touched any. I drank what Haymitch could sneak me to calm my nerves. They wouldn't want to show underage drinking but selling me was fine. I never did get the moral code of the Capitol. I danced with everyone who asked. I flirted shamelessly. I giggled and twirled as if on cue like in my interviews. Haymitch drank and Cinna babysat him. Effie watched me. She would lead me to the most important people at the party. These were the ones bidding on me. Whether she really knew that or not or if it was just an order didn't matter anymore. What's done was done. As the early morning was coming upon us and the party was ending, I snuck a quick kiss to Haymitch and Cinna and told them goodbye before I was escorted alone back to my "prison".

When I got there a man was waiting for me on my bed. He was older. I had met him at the party and for a Capitol person he wasn't overly enhanced. His name was Mr. Snile. He smiled at me while licking his lips. I had to remember all the things my three men had taught me. I sauntered over to him; he stood up as I made my way. When I reached him I placed my hands on his shoulders gently and flicked my eyes up to him, "Oh hello, Mr. Snile. I was hoping you would be here when I got back." I said seductively moving my hands down his chest slightly. He tensed only a little at my touch, but was enjoying it very much. "May I offer you a drink?" I asked turning to go to the bar, swinging my hips as I walked.

"Yes…bourbon on the rocks." He said. I could feel his eyes on me and his breathing getting heavier. I returned with the drinks and offered him a seat. He sat and as I went to take a seat he grabbed me and sat me on him. I giggled on cue. He kissed my neck and down my shoulders his free hand feeling my body. I became a robot on the inside. Only doing what I new would please him and in turn keep my sister safe. I was on autopilot. He left after we finished, placing a diamond bracelet on my wrist before he kissed my hand. I blushed and thanked him for the extravagant gift. "It was worth every penny." He said with an evil grin and a wink. I shuddered on the inside trying to hold in my disgust.

After the elevator doors closed the intercom went on, "Kat, shower and meet me in the shared living space." It was Finnick. I felt relieved. I quickly showered and put on my Capitol issued silk teddy. I guess this was what they considered conservative sleepwear. I put a robe on over it and made my way to the shared living area. Finnick was already there with two drinks in his hand. He was wearing a robe similar to mine, but nothing else. Either they didn't give him clothes or he really was that confident in his own body.

As I sat down next to him, still feeling sick and unclean, he handed me my drink. "You did good." He said in a low voice.

I shot daggers at him with my eyes. "You watched me?" I asked repulsed by the thought.

"Now before you get all angry listen to me. I will always watch the feedback of your nights. Not because I get off on it, but because I want to make sure you are safe." He said with a caring anger in his smooth voice. I calm down some. I knew Finnick wasn't watching to be gross. It's like when I would parade in lingerie in front of him he was only trying to help.

"Any pointers?" I asked sarcastically.

"Nope. Couldn't have done it better myself. Where did you learn those skills in the bed? I know it wasn't from me. Have you been getting private lessons from your mentor?" he replied mockingly.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" I purred back. We continued to talk and joke about our "life" until the alcohol finally took the desired effect and we fell asleep in each others arms on the couch. Finnick always smelled like salt water and the sun, it was intoxicating.

Finnick and I started sleeping together. Not just sleep, but we would have sex. Even though both of us would have had a couple appointments a day, we would still be in wanting for each other. It was a distraction, like the alcohol, and it was real human contact with emotions. I wouldn't even say we were just having sex, but we let our walls down and would show each other love, the love and tenderness that we both craved. We would sing to each other songs from our homes. We would fall asleep in each others arms after. We never slept in either one of our rooms or the third room only on the couch in the shared living space. We didn't want to taint what we shared with the memories of the ones we had earlier.

Other than the clients who visited often, we were cut off from the outside world. Our meals were brought up by avoxes, unless we were on a "date". Our clients would tell us about the scandalous news and secrets of the Capitol. They would tell us how exciting the preparations for the Quarter Quell were. When either of us would leave our "prison" it became national news. We were followed by the press. They would hang outside of our building. I could only imagine what Prim and Annie were thinking as they had to watch their loved ones go on countless dates and parties, a different person or persons each day. This was/ is our life, what little is left.