"Five, Four, Three, Two, one." The Gong sounded.
Peeta ran as fast as he could. He couldn't take any chances. He knew Cato would protect him but he was afraid that if he engaged in a fight with another tribute, he wouldn't get there fast enough. Just as that thought passed he was at the safe point, behind the cornucopia where no one could see him. He got there and hid when a passing tribute that saw him hide followed him. He went up behind Peeta ready to strangle him as Cato came up behind The boy and grabbed his head and shoulder and snapped his neck. Peeta heard the boy drop to the ground and Peeta jumped. He turned around and saw Cato and the boy he recognized as The tribute from 9.
"You should be more careful, the boy could have killed you!"
"Sorry! I wasn't paying attention! Im sorry!"
"Its okay," Cato smiled as Peeta leaped into Cato's arms. "as long as your safe" Cato handed Peeta a knife with a poison tip. They came out of their hiding spot and saw a tribute run by them attempting to run into the forest with pack of supplies. Peeta grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him up by his short blondish black hair. This boy had muscle but nothing compared to Peeta. Peeta grabbed the boys crouch. "Oh! Someone's excited! Too bad your gonna die now." Peeta felt up the boys shirt. "Nice bod" Peeta put the knife up to his neck and slit it. Since the initial fighting was over and there where at least a dozen dead bodies littering the ground, the gamemakers decided to start sounding the cannons. "1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10...11...12...13...14" he counted on his fingers. This was good news. This meant only 10 Tributes left in play and only 5 more needed to die and he hoped one of them was Katniss.
Peeta awoke suddenly with Cato standing above him.
"Babe, are you okay? You were shaking an awful lot. Another bad dream?"
"Yeah, it was just another dream about the Games"
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
"No" Peeta sat up and brushed Cato's cheek. Cato smiled at this and jumped on the bed.
"Wanna... Do something?"
"You know it!" Peeta said in a voice and Cato knew exactly what to do. 5 minutes later and Peeta's Pj's were down and Cato was sliding his mouth up and down Peeta's penis. Breaking the fourth wall and all but anyone who's read any of my other Fan fictions know that Peeta's penis would be around 10-14 inches since I give all my characters abnormally large penis's. Anyways Peeta bucked his hips because he knew he was close to coming.
"C-Cato, im gonna c-cum!" Cato didn't have to be told twice. He pulled his mouth off of Peeta's dream meat and Peeta shot his load all over Cato's face. The first shot hit him straight on the nose. The second hit him on his left cheek. The third hit him on the chin and the sticky stuff drooped down onto his shirt. The last one hit his other cheek and now his face was covered in the white sticky stuff. Whipping his face and smiling he said "Happy now?". Peeta catching his breath said "Always"
