A/N: Thank you for all of the reviews, I hope you like where the story is going so far! Also, I'm looking for someone to beta me, mainly general grammar/flow points but if anyone has any plot suggestions that would also be fantastic so if you're interested please PM me about it! I had a review requesting more dialogue which I SUCK at writing, but I tried to put a little in this chapter, and hopefully more in the next.
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Tearing their eyes away from the stares that they had earned from their outburst of affection, Katniss and Haymitch looking into each other's eyes for the first time since their kiss. Katniss smiled shyly, dropping her gaze before Haymitch.
He stroked her cheek comfortingly, his fingers trailing from her face to her neck, continuing southwards along her slender arms until their hands met, fingers interlocked. Keeping hold of her hand, he began to lead Katniss thowrds the large oak door at the far side of the great hall that opened out into the reception.
The crowd parted effortlessly, leaving a clear pathway as people stepped back, turning their heads to get a better view of the odd couple of district twelve.
Katniss kept her gaze locked firmly on the floor as they left the room, silently cursing Haymitch for picking a spot to dance so far away from the exit. Haymitch, on the other hand, was revelling in the attention they were getting, feeling like a teenager sneaking a girl up to his bedroom in his parents old house.
As soon as they passed through the door, Katniss felt Haymitch's lips on hers once more, before even waiting to close the door behind them. Again, it was Katniss who deepened the kiss, hungry for the taste of him. Reluctantly he pulled away, chuckling darkly at her protests.
Instead, he took her hand and draped her arm over his shoulders, and before she had time to realise what he was about to do, he swooped her up into his arms and began to carry her.
Extremely uncharacteristically, Katniss threw back her head, and for the second time in one night, let out a girlish giggle that even Effie Trinket would have been proud to produce. Bundling Katniss into the glass elevator at the end of the corridor, Haymitch pressed the button for the twenty third floor and kissed his girl as they sped upwards at a seemingly impossibly fast pace.
Again, their kiss was slow and passionate, and Katniss found herself with her legs wrapped around his waist once more. As the lift came to a stop, Haymitch eagerly pushed the button to open the doors, their lips still locked. He hurried down the last long corridor that lead to his room with Katniss still in his arms, placing light kisses down his neck as he walked.
Grudgingly, he set her down as he fumbled through his pocket for his key card, weiping the door with it and smiling as it opened immediately with a satisfying click. 'First time for everything' he chuckled.
Katniss followed him into the room, as always, fantastically unimpressed by the extravagant Capitol décor. Stopping to remove her high heels, she tiptoed towards Haymitch, her bare feet sinking into the deep red carpet.
This time, when they began to kiss, there was no reason for them to stop. No cameras, no prying eyes, finally alone. He pulled her tiny body flush against his, and rested his hands on the small of her back as they embraced, slipping his tongue into her mouth to meet with hers.
Running her hands through his hair, Katniss pulled their heads closer together, as if he had any plans of pulling away any time soon. His hands trailed further downwards, brushing his fingertips across her butt, smiling into their kiss as she groaned appreciatively. The second Katniss stopped for breath, be began kissing the side of her neck, feathering a light splattering of kisses down to her collarbone and across her shoulder.
Skilfully, he removed the strap of her top with his teeth, kissing his way back up to her neck as his nimble fingers set to work at unfastening the buttons down the back of her silk blouse. 'Really, Katniss?' he scoffed, cursing her for dressing in something so sexy with so many ridiculously difficult to undo buttons.
Finally, he slipped it off her and watched as it fell to the floor between them and pooled between their feet. Just as his had, Katniss' fingers slowly began to unfasten his shirt, kissing his chest softly as she pushed it off his broad shoulders and onto the floor to join hers.
Pulling him by the tie still fastened around his neck, she stepped slowly backwards towards the huge four-poster bed that dominated the left corner of his studio flat. However, her foot became tangled in the sleeve of his shift and she tripped, pulling them both to the floor laughing.
Haymitch rolled over so his body was on top of hers, his knees both sides of her hips, and placed a soft kiss on the end of her nose before caressing down her waist, sliding his thumbs under the waistband of her skirt.
She lifted up her hips, allowing him to remove her skirt, shuddering in pleasure as he brushed the tips of his fingers along her legs, slightly tickling under her knees. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Katniss flipped them over so she was sat straddling him, and began to kiss her way from his neck down to his chest.
Simultaneously, she unzipped his trousers and as she continued her kisses, pulled them off his legs, deliberately kissing everywhere except the budge in the front of his boxers, but grinding her hips over him, smirking as he let out a low moan. Eager to up the pace and feeling exceptionally hard, Haymitch unclasped her black lace bra and threw it dramatically to the floor.
His mouth immediately found her pink nipple, sucking carefully as he rubbed the other one between his thumb and forefinger as she arched her back towards him, aching for his touch.
Rubbing circles on her waist, Haymitch laid Katniss down on the floor beside him, and as their lips met once more, began to slip her matching knickers off, leaving her naked. 'Hey there beautiful girl' he whispered, taking in the sight before him and smiling at her as she blushed at his compliment, her cheeks a delicious shade of pink.
As he kissed her, Haymitch slid his right hand between their bodies, his fingers caressing her soft skin, slowing his movements almost to a stop as he reached her lower stomach.
Joining their hands together, Katniss shifted them both downwards to the inside of her muscular thighs. He then trailed his finger closer until he found her slit and then trailed his middle finger to lightly graze over her sensitive clit, moaning when he felt the wetness there.
She arched her back in pleasure, aching for his touch, pushing her hips forward, urging him to move. Haymitch's movements were slow and lazy, almost keeping in rhythm with her heartbeat, only increasing the pace and pressure when he felt her heart racing in her chest.
Haymitch smirked and pushed two of his fingers inside of her as his thumb continued to rub circles on her clit. He almost completely withdrew his fingers before plunging them deep inside of her again, earning him a breathy moan from Katniss, feeling the stretch as he curled his fingers stroking her g-spot.
Breaking their kiss, he shifted her position slightly so she was laid on her back with her feet on the floor, feet slightly parted, with him knelt between her thighs.
Looking to her for approval, he felt his cock harden as she met his gaze with such a smolder that almost ordered him to give her even more pleasure. Starting at her stomach, Haymitch began kissing her soft skin, licking and sucking lightly, all the while his fingers were still stroking inside her.
Katniss's breathing with labored and heavy, and Haymitch, stopping his kisses, licked up her slit slowly, before circling her clit with his tongue the way his thumb had before. This time, he increased the speed, pumping in and out of her as she moaned his name, feeling the pleasure building. As his tongue worked its magic, he felt her come around his fingers, catching his eye as her orgasm ripped through her body.
As she came down from her high, Haymitch scooped her into his arms once again and carried her across the room and laid her down on his bed before lying down beside her and wrapping his arm around her shoulders. Katniss moved closer to him, resting her head on his chest to feel his heartbeat and laying her hand at the bottom of his stomach.
'Goodnight sweetheart' he whispered, kissing the top of her forehead before falling asleep with her, both blissfully unaware of the storm that was brewing outside their door...
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So... Haymitch fell asleep still wearing that tie, I can't even begin to imagine what might occur in the next chapter... ;)