Well apparently this wasn't done yet. Promise there is basically no plot still except the dirty liar theme and all the chapters will basically be just more lemons with slight information about what is going on in the book. Insert lemons into the book and enjoy :)

"Katniss…" Gale tries to begin, that tone telling me exactly what needs to happen. We need to talk about the…state of our relationship. I thought it was a onetime thing, what happened in the woods a week ago. It was supposed to be certainly, something to look back on and never speak of again. I wasn't even sure if I liked it or not after thinking about it for hours. But two days later when we went hunting again just one look from Gale and his mischievous smirk when we walked past that pond did it. I blushed at the reminder but strangely that same feeling came over me again and well…you know.

Turns out I do like it; more than I would probably like to admit even to myself. For someone who Peeta said was too pure and that's why the other Victors were teasing me before the Quarter Quell I'm certainly not anymore if I ever was. But maybe that just has to do with the fact that it's Gale. I still don't exactly know what I feel for him but it's pretty clear that our friendship line has been so long ago crossed that I can't even see it anymore. But we're not exactly a couple either, nor am I sure I want that still; with anyone. I sort of like the whole be friends around other people but do dirty things behind closed doors (or in our case, the woods outside of District 13).

I've been extremely careful to not give any indication of what really goes on when we're hunting, especially not after that first time. Prim might have bought my line that I just fell but I had a feeling that my mother would have been more knowing. While I was dirty my ravished lips and blushing cheeks would have probably given everything away to her and while I long ago took over as head of the household she's still my mother and I know she would want to talk about it. So I cleaned myself the best I could before dinner with a washcloth an water from the sink that time and I've been smarter about it since, making sure we're in the grass or something instead of the dirt.

It still gives me that amazing feeling every time, multiple times if Gale has any say in it (which he does). It's actually gotten better every time too because it doesn't really even hurt that much anymore and the pleasure starts almost immediately now and for some reason I crave it. I crave the time we are allotted to go into the woods but not for hunting anymore. It's really the only place we can be alone.

But even though I've been careful to hide it and I know that Gale and I have to talk about this eventually, I'm somehow not ready yet. I don't want to talk about it because that means I will probably feel awkward or might feel pressured to be something more since we're already doing…things. Because we are both so terrible with words that somehow I think we can only make this worse by trying and we've already had our difficulties ever since I came back from my first Games. Because…because I really just don't want to talk at all. So when he says my name like that and I know instantly that he thinks that talk should be now, I do the only thing I can think of to avoid it; I crash my lips into his to distract him, stop the words I don't want to hear from coming out of his mouth. Luckily he's either decided that it's just not worth fighting me yet on that talk or he wants this just as much as I do and let's his wants take over the needs for once (something neither of us are quite used to doing after years of only thinking of surviving) and I can't be happier.

We are near the pond where we first made love and rip each other's standard issue shirts off quickly because they are only in the way. As soon as Gale's is off my wandering hands caress and smooth over the taut muscles of his chest and stomach as he unclasps my bra and immediately dips his head to the treasures that they hid. I throw back my head and moan as my nipples harden under his touch and tongue and I idly wonder why I was ever shy about showing my body to Gale. I mean really, had I known he could do something like this I might have ripped it off myself a long time ago. I grasp his dark locks in my fingers and press his head down, wanting more. We help each other rip off our pants and we're left naked in front of each other, but that's no longer something to be shy of either. Our clothes were just in the way and while Gale was trying to talk he can't hide how ready he is nor can I. But instead of gently pushing me to the ground like usual Gale stops worshipping my breasts and stares up at me, his grey eyes black with want and a mischievous twinkle in them as well as his smirk. I'm about to ask what that is for when I'm surprised into laughter as he takes me off my feet into his arms before half running into the pond while our lips crash into each other again. I'm barely aware of what else is going on until Gale throws me and I'm under water in an instant. I come up choking to throttle him (though I'm not really mad) but he's nowhere to be found. I look around trying to find him before something grabs my calf and I half scream before I'm pulled under again just to be pulled right back up with hands around my waist from behind.

From this new angle Gale immediately starts pressing open mouthed hot kisses all along my neck and shoulder while I let out an involuntary noise of desire, pulling his head back up and pressing my lips hard to his in a fiery kiss that could set the whole pond aflame if it could. I turn myself around and twist my legs around his waist and locking myself in place with my feet crossed, lining us up perfectly. Gale doesn't waste any time now, almost immediately thrusting into me as soon as he gets a glance at my desire in my eyes that are probably just as black as his. We both moan at the contact and begin a slow at first but them much quicker pace right here in the pond and as my first orgasm hits me I feel like I'm swimming in a sea of white hot heat and stars and the pleasure ripples through me like the pond is rippling around me. When I come back to I barely have time to breath before I come again, this time Gale with me. When we finish come back to I don't let go of my hold on Gale as we catch our breaths, tired but immensely good. When we finally do catch our breaths I look at Gale with a look of something like wander but also with a hint of satisfaction that I so easily avoided that topic I don't want to talk about yet. He softly kisses my lips as he carries us out of the pond and puts me down carefully. I shiver from the difference in the pond and the air outside though it's afternoon as well as the lack of contact. Gale looks like he's going to come and wrap me in his arms but doesn't and shakes his head at me with a slight smirk on his face.

"You know we can't avoid it forever." He breaks the silence with and I try not to grimace. Yes I do know that but I really don't want to have it now.

"We were a little preoccupied to talk." I remind him and he chuckles at me in a way that makes my skin prickle with want again but I try to refrain from doing anything. I hadn't really been keeping track of time but judging by the sun I have a feeling we're going to be late to getting back to District 13. While we took our trackers off probably at least two hundred yards from here if they came looking for us now I'm not entirely sure we could hide what we were actually doing here. Though at least for once I'm quite clean instead of dirty since we were in the pond. For all they know we were just swimming. Swimming in lust and pleasure…

"Like that wasn't your plan all along." Gale smiles at me and I roll my eyes but my blush gives me away. He knows it's the truth; we know each other too well, now in ways I'd never dreamed of. But maybe I can still turn this around.

"Like you didn't want it." I counter with.

"I would have rather talked." He insists but it's my turn to laugh at him. Yeah right. Gale, or if I'm honest probably any guy, would never in a million years choose talking over sex. Besides, it's not like he said it very convincingly…well to me anyway.

"Now who's the dirty liar?" I mutter as I bend to pick up my clothes but I shriek with laughter as I'm picked up right off my feet again and Gale takes us to the ground, pressing my naked wet body into the mud as he holds me hostage with my hands above my head that he keeps there with one hand and his lips distracting mine as his other hand takes a handful of mud and wipes it onto my stomach and thigh. Once the mud is gone he stops the kiss and his face hovers over mine by inches, a smug smirk clear not only on his lips but in his piercing eyes.

"Still you." He whispers before giving me another wanting chuckle and releasing me to go dress himself. I push myself up to my elbows to look at the damage and see that I really am dirty again. I shoot my eyes at his back for making me have to clean up when I was already clean and quickly get myself up and into the pond again to wash the mud away from my body and whatever could have been in my loose hair. After I come out I find Gale dressed and taking in my naked form as I come out, the sun shining on my back and making the water droplets that stuck to me sparkle in the light. His eyes tell me that he clearly doesn't want to leave yet and continue what we did here today but he knows as well as I do that we're already late. I don't even want to know what kind of trouble we might get into but for some reason I don't care at the moment.

I attempt to quickly dress though that is easier said than done when you have dry clothing and a wet body. It's not like I have a towel or anything to dry off on either but I manage and on the way back to where we left our game bags and trackers and shoes I rebraid my wet hair in the silence that follows our quiet footsteps, glad that Gale hasn't tried to talk on our way back.

When we get to the gate where soldiers are waiting for us they stop us where we are and don't open the gates.

"Are you aware that your allotted time in the forest outside our district has pasted and you are thirty four minutes past it?" one of the guards asks us and we look to each other before I answer.

"No." I lie. Well it's not a complete lie; I knew we were late but not thirty four minutes. I mean really was that necessary? They could have just said about a half hour.

"May I ask what you were doing to be past your allotted time?" the guard asks us without looking up from the clipboard he's furiously writing on. What, is he really turning in a report on us? We're fine, what more do they need to know?

"Swimming." Gale answers and the guard looks up from his report to take us in, our wet hair and rather clean bodies with our slightly wet grey uniforms and instantly believes us.

"Very well. Disregard your current schedules and go straight to Command to meet President Coin." He orders us as he gestures for another guard to open the gate. We silently go through them and once we're in the building Gale starts laughing under his breath and I hit him in the stomach, desperately trying to push back the thoughts that now accompany his stomach, the smooth skin over the hard muscles and lines just visible and…wow I really need to get a grip.

"Swimming? You really are a dirty liar." I shake my head at him but I can't hide my blushing grin.

"I'll take it." Gale grins back and I have to turn away from his lustful gaze before we do anything rash. Not in here, we can't.

Or maybe we can and just hide it, not tell anyone. I do know a few good hiding spots that no one found me in…

Alright, I'm still a dirty liar.