Okay...Well...

A couple of flashbacks and a warning: it's going down! (Though I shouldn't have to warn anyone; this is rated M for a reason).

This chapter is extra long; A token of gratitude and an apology for the long wait. The response to this story is crazy. Like always, thank you to everyone who's been reading this. I'm trying to get updates up sooner but I didn't know how difficult that was going to be, working two stories at the same time and all. Either way, I'll get it done.

Disclaimer: I own nothing; simply working with the idea.


She was giddy; super excited. Sure she was nervous, but she still couldn't wait. Her last class was right by the front of the building. She had already grabbed everything from her locker the period before so she could just leave once the bell rang.

About five minutes before class was over, Katniss has to do a double-take when she looks out the window. There was Peeta, decked out in a black suit with his dark sunglasses on to match. He leans against his car, his arms crossed as he waits for her. She wasn't sure why Peeta was dressed to kill, almost like her virginity was a formal event.

The bell rings and Katniss pretty much runs out of the classroom.

"Katniss!" She turns to look at who's calling.

"What, Jo? I have somewhere I have to be!"

"Since when do you have anything to do on the weekend?" Johanna asks incredulously.

"Since today! Now if you have nothing to say..." Katniss tries to leave but Johanna grabs her arm.

"Where are you going?"

"Geez, Jo! Can't I ever do something without you knowing about it?"

"Nope! What if you go missing or something? I am not going to be the last one who saw you alive! That's just asking for trouble."

Katniss sighs. Through all her excitement, she'd completely forgotten that Johanna was her cover; she kind of needed Johanna right now.

"Okay...first of all, if Gale or my Mom call you, I'm spending the night at your place."

"And why is that..." Johanna eyes her curiously. "Oh! Where are you going?" She says with a wink.

"I'm going out. Okay? Is that enough? Great!" Once again Katniss turns to leave but Johanna pulls her back. "Come on, Jo! He's waiting!"

"He?! Who?!" She pries.

"Oh come on! You know. It was your idea after all." Katniss says before she rips her arm free and bolts for the door.

"No freaking way!" Johanna says as she runs after her.


"Hey!" Katniss greets him breathlessly.

"Hi." He says as he takes his sunglasses off.

"What's with the getup?" She grabs the edge of his jacket with a laugh.

"You think I'm just going to sleep with you tonight?" He smiles at her. "No ma'am! I'm throwing out all the stops! Now..." He turns and opens the door for her like a gentlemen. "My lady..."

She laughs at him. "Peeta I hate to tell you, but I'm a sure thing."

"Maybe, but that doesn't mean I can't make it special." He smiles at her and winks before she takes her seat. Once he closes the door, she takes the opportunity to admire the luxury car she was in. It was a very expensive model and Katniss can only hope he hadn't spent so much on it just for her.

"You must be Peeta!" Katniss turns her head at the shrill voice of Johanna. Katniss tries to find the handle but she doesn't know where it is. Instead, she bangs on the window which gets Peeta's attention. He pulls the door open again and lets Katniss out.

"Johanna, what are you doing?"

"I can't meet your handsome escort for the night?" Johanna turns to Peeta with a big grin. "How are you Peeta?"

"He's fine. Now, can you go away?" Katniss hisses at her.

"After I talk to him..." Both girls glare at each other, the only thing that breaks them apart is Peeta clearing his throat.

"It's okay." He assures Katniss. He opens the car door for her again and Katniss climbs in. She watches Johanna drag him a few feet away. She says something, Peeta nods, there's some more glaring, and Peeta backs off some. Johanna smiles at him finally and walks away. Peeta makes his way into the car with a big smile.

"So I take it she didn't scare you away?" Katniss asks.

"Nope. She's a good friend."

"What did she say?"

"Don't worry…I promise to abide by all of her rules." He says with a laugh. He turns the car on and starts to drive.

"Peeta, this isn't the same car as the other night…"

"I know."

"You didn't have to rent out this car."

"I didn't. It's…a company car." He decides.

"What kind of job gives you this kind of car to use?"

"The kind where your dad is the boss…" Katniss looks at him. She'd forgotten that his father was a big shot business man which meant that Peeta's family had money and a lot of it.

"Oh. How is your dad?"

"He's good." Katniss continues to look at him but then she looks at herself.

"Peeta, where are we going? I'm not dressed for whatever it is that we're doing…"

"That's okay. You don't need to be dressed up. Where we're going…it's special to me. And hopefully to you." He hints.

After about a fifteen minute drive, Peeta pulls onto a dirt road, surrounded by trees.

"Where are we?" Katniss asks.

"You don't remember?" He says as he gets out of the car. She follows, walking slowly to his side of the car. "Come on." He extends his hand out for her to take. She takes it and they continue down a small trail. They finally reach a hill that overlooked the city.

"Oh my god…I didn't think you remembered this place…" Katniss tells him as she looks the place over.

"How could I ever forget?" He says as he stands a couple of feet behind her.

Flashback.

"Come on, Peeta!" An eight year old Katniss pulls on his arm.

"I don't know…Gale said to stay over there…" He says hesitantly.

"Do you always do what you're told? Come on!" She grunts as she pulls him where she wants.

"If we get in trouble, I'm telling Gale it was your fault."

"Whatever. I'm not afraid of Gale." She tells him. They finally reach their destination and Peeta is overwhelmed by the view.

"Wow!" Peeta says amazed.

"Isn't it…" She tells him as she looks up at him. They weren't that different in height but she still had to look up to see him. Peeta looks down at her with a big smile. "Hey, you want to wrestle?" Katniss asks while simultaneously pushing him.

"Hey!" He says as he falls to the floor. "Oof!" He lets out when Katniss climbs on top of him. She quickly goes for the chokehold and has Peeta tapping out almost instantaneously. "I give!" He tries.

Peeta lays on his front, breathing heavily, while Katniss lays on his back.

"I can't see your face." She tells him as she runs her hand up his forehead to push away the stray hairs. Peeta turns around so she's laying on his front instead.

"Better?" He asks. Katniss stares into his eyes for the longest time. "What?" He asks.

"Why are your eyes so blue?" She asks curiously.

"Um…My mom and dad I guess…"

"But how does that happen? Your eyes are blue but mine are brown…"

"Hm…well, I once asked my parents where babies come from and why they look so different-"

"And?" Katniss interrupts.

"They said it all starts with a kiss."

"What?" She chuckles.

"Daddy said that he kissed mom and the next thing he knew, I was born." Katniss' eyes go wide.

"So you're saying that if we kiss, we'll have a baby?"

"Idontknow." He says with a shrug.

"Hey!" She hits him to get his attention. "What if we kissed and maybe I get blue eyes?"

"Eww! Kissing is yucky!" Peeta tells her as he turns his head away in disgust.

"No it's not! My mom says I'm the best kisser!"

"Eww!" He tries to shimmy away from her but Katniss holds him tight.

"No! I want to kiss you!"

"No!" Peeta yells. "Cooties!" Katniss wraps her small arms around his neck. Peeta flails but it's useless. Katniss was insanely strong and she was going to win. Peeta groans until finally Katniss holds his face still. Her lips meet his making Peeta's eyes widen in shock. She ends the kiss with an audible 'pop' and Peeta is finally able to get free. "Yuck!" He says as he wipes away the 'germs' with his sleeve.

"Are my eyes blue?" She crawls up to him and lets him look.

"Mmm, no!" Katniss looks away disappointed, but Peeta grabs her face.

"What?"

"Your eyes...They're not brown."

"Really?" She asks excitedly.

"Yea. They're...grey?" He asks. "But not blue. What a waste!"

"So, I'm a good kisser, right?"

"Your cat kisses better." He jokes but Katniss takes it personally and wrestles him to the ground.

Peeta wraps his arms around her waist and rests his head on her shoulder. "That was a long time ago…" He whispers.

"Yea…" She says as he rocks her slowly.

"You think I can get a redo?" Katniss laughs.

"Why don't you ask Buttercup?" She says with a smirk.

"Come on…I'm sorry. I was ten, Katniss. Girls were yucky and had cooties." He says which makes her laugh again.

"I still have cooties…" She challenges.

"The difference is, now, I want them." Peeta whispers seductively into her ear. She turns in his grasp to look at him.

"I swear, if you make one joke about how I kiss-"

"As long as you don't make any about how I kiss…" Katniss wraps her arms around his neck. She can't help but look at his lips. She licks hers in anticipation, then leans in and Peeta meets her the rest of the way. His lips mold over hers slowly, almost like they were two pieces of a puzzle that fit perfectly together. The other night, their kiss had been heated, rushed. Now, it was slow and sensual. It was like something out of a dream for Katniss. She'd dreamt of this moment for so long and now that it was happening, it was better than she could have hoped for. The kiss was sweet and simple; Katniss couldn't have asked for anything more perfect.

"Well Peeta, do you have something you want to say?" Katniss asks.

"I think you're better than the cat now." He laughs and pulls her in tightly before she can respond with any violence. "I brought some food for us, if you want to eat."

"Okay." She's still in a slight daze from their kiss. She watches him walk to the trunk of the car and pull something out. Katniss smiles as she watches. One way or another, tonight was going to be a great night.


"Don't talk about that!" Katniss shouts.

"Why not? You're the one who started us on this reminiscing road. It's only fair that I get mine in too." Katniss turns to him and shoves him through the door of his dorm.

"We promised we'd never talk about that!" She tries to be serious but she bursts out in laughter.

They'd been remembering their childhood most of the night. It was all fun, at least for Katniss because she was reminding Peeta of all the stupid things he did when he was younger. But now, their game had taken a turn for the worse when Peeta decided to remind her of her own childhood naivety. It was only fun if she was in control, but now that Peeta had taken the reigns, she wasn't too fond of what he could possibly bring up.

"Hmm…" Peeta taps his chin in thought. "I remember-" Katniss' hand comes down over Peeta's mouth.

"Don't say another word." She warns. Peeta rips her hand away and starts to pace the common area of his dorm.

"I remember a time…" Katniss tries to stop him but he fights her off easily. "When we were little-"

"Peeta!"

"And somebody," he points to her. "Decided it would be an excellent idea to wear a skirt…"

"That wasn't my idea!" She growls as she jumps on his back.

"And then, it was extra windy…" Her hands cover his face making Peeta laugh. "And her skirt flew up. She tried to play it off, which she did, rather spectacularly but then-"

"Stop it!" She growls.

"The back of the skirt got caught in your underwear and-"

"And you saw my ass! There? You happy! You were a pervert back then too!" Peeta pulls her over his shoulder so she crashes on his bed. He crawls over her, trapping her arms with his hands.

"And it was a sweet ass. Even back then." He whispers into her ear. He ghosts his lips over her ear then continues to her cheek.

"You didn't look at me like that back then. Did you?" Katniss asks softly.

"Well, not at that age, no." He trails one of his hands down the side of her body. "But now…you're all grown up."

"I am." She raises one of her free hands and runs it through his hair.

"You still sure you want to do this? Because you could probably let it run it's course. I'm sure you won't be a virgin for that much longer…"

Katniss wasn't sure how could she could tell Peeta that for the longest time, he's the only one that's been on her mind. Her dreams and fantasies had been filled with only thoughts of him. This is where she wanted to be; in his arms, with him kissing her, and more.

"I'm sure." She tells him.

"Well, then…" Peeta says as he sits up in bed. "How do we start this?"

Katniss sits up next to him. "I don't know. You're the expert."

"Right." He says softly. He turns to look at her but she's looking everywhere but at him. Peeta reaches for her chin, turning her to look at him. "I want to kiss you."

"Okay." It's all she can think to say before he slowly leans into her. Their lips meet in a soft, almost shy, kiss. Kissing each other was still new to them, but they had no problems taking their time to explore. Peeta's other hand comes off the bed to caress her thigh.

"Is this okay?" He asks.

"Yes." It comes out breathless before both her hands pull his face to hers for a heated kiss. Katniss' hands are all over the place. She doesn't know whether to go for his belt or see what his upper body looks like. She decides he's wearing too much clothes and starts with his suit jacket. She rips his tie off then starts to unbutton his shirt.

"Eager?" He whispers against her lips. Peeta had no idea just how eager she was. It wasn't just for the sex but for the experience that could be Peeta. She wanted to remember his touch, his kisses, the sounds he makes, everything. If this was only one night, a one time thing, Katniss never wanted to forget.

"Um…" She stops for a moment. "Should I take some of my clothes off?"

"Yea…yes!" Peeta says a little too eagerly; his emphatic nodding doesn't help either. Katniss pulls her shirt over her head and quickly pulls off her pants. She crosses her arms over her breasts shyly. She turns her eyes up to meet his but his eyes are glued to her bare body. Peeta swallows heavily as he looks over her exposed legs, up her stomach, and to the V of her bra. He does a double-take between her body and her eyes when he catches her watching him stare at her. "Uhh…" Peeta scratches the back of his neck anxiously. "You…look…good." He nods slowly.

"Thank you." Katniss says with a blush. Peeta stands and takes his pants off before he sits back next to her. Her eyes turn to the bulge in his boxer briefs. "You look good too." She gestures with her head at the bulge but then she quickly turns away with a stammer. "I uh…I mean…not that I see anything other than…or…" Peeta smirks at her before he breaks out in a chuckle.

"I get it." He says softly.

"Geez, why is this so awkward?" Katniss asks.

"Because it's you and me…" He says. Peeta leans towards her and places a kiss behind her ear. "Because it's something we've never done…" He kisses her cheek. "Because of what we mean to one another…" Katniss turns to look at him. His lips linger inches from hers and Katniss can't control her desire to kiss him anymore. She hops onto his lap and begins to make out with him. She feels his hardness on her behind so she pulls back to look at him.

"I think you're ready." She tells him with a smile.

"Yea…but are you?" He raises his eyebrows suggestively at her which makes her narrow her eyes at him curiously. Before she can even ask what he means, Peeta quickly flips them so she's lying flat on her back with him on top. His hands run down her sides until they reach her underwear. "Can I take these off?"

"Peeta, can you just pretend that I'm any other girl and stop asking me if everything is okay?"

"You want me to pretend like you're any girl?" She nods. "Okay…but you're not…" He tells her before he pulls her underwear off. He captures her lips in a passionate kiss. "Take your bra off." He whispers against her lips. Katniss struggles with the task as Peeta's weight on top of her is welcome, but makes it difficult.

"Wait," She pushes him off her some, enough to pull her bra off. Her hands cover her now bare breasts which makes Peeta smirk at her.

"Come on." He taps her crossed arms. "You're young. They're perky enough." Peeta laughs in an attempt to lighten the mood but she's not buying it.

"Yea, but they're not big." Katniss turns her head towards her arms but Peeta raises her chin up to meet his gaze.

"When have I ever been a breast man?" He says with a smile. She smiles back at him.

Flashback

"Did you see the titties on the new girl?" Katniss groans. This is what she comes home to; her brother shamelessly talking about some girl.

"Gale, come on." Peeta's deep voice makes Katniss smile. She dreamily leans against the frame of the front door fantasizing about him when she suddenly realizes what they're talking about.

"What, bro? Come on...tell me I'm wrong! Tell me that's not the first thing you saw when she introduced herself!" Katniss scowls suddenly. She had the right mind to slam the front door closed and march over there. She'd make her presence known and slap the back of her brother's big head for, not just talking about women like that, but talking to Peeta about them.

"I really don't want to talk about this girl's..." He clears his throat. "Her breasts, okay?" Leave it to Peeta to always be a gentlemen. Everything he did, or said, only added to his appeal. But Katniss can't keep fantasizing when Gale breaks out in boisterous laughter.

"God, man! I love how you're so pure!"

"Look, you can say whatever you want about me. You know...my father taught me better."

"Oh well, I didn't have a father so I guess I wouldn't know."

"That's not what I mean, Gale. It's just...I was raised to respect a girl." He sighs. "My father always taught me to talk about girls...as if they were my daughter. Would I want a guy to talk about my daughter's titties? Hell no! So, I'm not going to talk about females like that." Peeta informs.

"Whatever, man!"

"Hey! Would you want me to say something about Katniss' titties?" A hand slams the table.

"Watch it." Gale says.

"My point exactly! Don't talk about a girl like that and expect me to just sit here all pure-like."

"Fine." There's a silence. Katniss thinks now would be the opportune moment to finally make her way into her house. "But did you see her...mammary glands?" Peeta breaks out in a fit of laughter while Katniss drops her head in shame.

"Okay...yea, I saw them."

"And?" Peeta shrugs.

"I'm not really a breast man."

"Why do I even talk to you about this, Peeta?!"

"Not sure."

"Well...what do you like?" Gale asks. At this, Peeta has Katniss' full attention.

"A nice face doesn't hurt but..." He thinks for a moment. "I guess I like a girl's lips."

"Her lips?" Gale questions. "Really?" Peeta nods. "So you want Jay-Z lips on a girl..."

Meanwhile, Katniss stands in the corridor, her hand touching her lips. She didn't have the fullest lips. No wonder Peeta didn't spare her a second glance.

"I'm not saying that but other then a girl's eyes, I see her lips. When I see them, I want to WANT to kiss them." Gale nods.

"Okay...fair enough. But when you see a girl, that's 'all' you're looking at?"

"Well, I can say that I definitely appreciate the summer."

"Beach bods?" Katniss makes a mental note to purchase a bikini and wear it around Peeta.

"No...I like..." But he stops talking. Katniss strains against the wall, trying to hear what he's trying to say.

"Don't go shy on me now!"

"Don't laugh." Gale shakes his head. "I like legs." She hears Gale have to hold back his laughter. Peeta shoves his friend away.

"What? It's just...legs?!"

"Never mind."

"No, no! Explain..."

"Explain?" Gale nods. "I don't know. Something about seeing a girl's legs, long, tan, with a subtle sheen from her fruity-tuity lotion..." Peeta shudders. "It get's me going."

Katniss looks down at herself and praises her luck. Sure enough, she was in shorts. Now to dig out her lip gloss and the lotion from her backpack.

"You're so weird." Peeta simply waves him off. The front door slams closed and the guys go back to doing their homework.

"Hey guys!" Katniss greets loudly.

"Sup!" Gale says while Peeta simply smiles and nods in her direction. She inwardly groans when he goes back to looking at his notebook.

"Geez! It's so hot outside! It's a good thing I wore shorts today." Katniss tries. This gets Peeta's attention. His eyes turn downwards to look at her legs.

"Speaking of which, are those even school legal?" Gale asks.

"What?" Katniss looks down. "They're not even that short!"

"You should still probably go upstairs and change." Katniss scowls.

"Peeta, are they that short?" His mouth drops for a moment but he quickly closes it.

"Uh..." But Gale saves him.

"Doesn't really matter what he has to say. 'I' said they're too short."

"And who are you?" Katniss throws.

"Katniss," Gale stands now. "Go upstairs and change."

"And what are you going to do?" When he reaches for her, she jumps back. They're both running around the table like little kids while Peeta just sits there. "Peeta!" His attention is to Katniss and the moment she falls into his lap. "Protect me!" He's sitting there, completely stunned while Gale stands there and stares at them.

"Okay...Gale, chill!" Peeta's voice booms. He turns to Katniss, who sits in his lap with a big smile on her face. "Katniss?"

"Yes, Peeta?"

"Can you do me a favor and go change, please?"

"Mmm, for you? Okay!" She pops up but not before making good and sure that she purposely rubs herself tortuously against Peeta.

"You better go change." Katniss whips around to look at her brother.

"Oh, I'm going to go change alright." But she came back with an even skimpier pair of shorts. It had Gale and Katniss at each other's throats while Peeta could only sit there, face in his hand while the two went at it.

"Katniss!"

"How about you kiss my ass!"

"How about I kick it!"

"Why don't you try!" And it went on like that for a good fifteen minutes until Katniss threw a book at Gale's head and stormed into the kitchen.

"Bro, I'm going to go to the corner store. I can't deal with her right now!" Gale himself storms out of the house. Peeta sighs before getting up to find Katniss.

"I remember. You were always weird that way…" She quirks her head at him. "You liked lips and legs."

Peeta bites his lip as he looks her over. "I like my L's. A delicious set of lips." He kisses her deeply before his hand grasps her thigh, running it up and down. "And a pair of long luscious legs. I could care less about breasts."

"You and your words." She says before she throws her arms around his neck. They continue kissing for a while longer until Katniss rips her lips from his. She can't keep kissing him at the feeling of Peeta's fingers slipping through her folds. "Peeta…" She moans.

"Oh, you are so ready for me." He whispers into her ear. He pulls back, supporting himself with one arm, so that he can pull his boxer briefs down. Katniss' eyes, of course, can't avoid looking at him exposed. She'd never seen one outside books.

Peeta throws his underwear somewhere in the room before he looks up her body and smiles. "What?" She asks.

"You have beautiful breasts by the way." Katniss smiles back at him as she watches him reach for a condom and slips it on. He leans over her once more and kisses her again. Peeta lowers his head to her breasts, placing kisses on them. "They are very nice." He says once more before he sucks on one of them.

"Oh Peeta!" She moans. Her hands caress the back of his head. Her massaging gets harder when she feels Peeta's tongue swirl over her erect nipple. He moans against her and Katniss' eyes roll to the back of her head. If that felt so good, how was actual sex going to feel?

Katniss gets a preview when Peeta grip his erection then rubs the tip against her clit. "Katniss…" He says into her skin as he trails his kisses to her jaw.

"Peeta…" She moans before she throws a leg around his waist.

"I've dreamt about this for so long…" He continues. Katniss' eyes open at his remark. She was sure she was the one who was dreaming at the moment. There was no way that he felt that way about her; it just wasn't possible. Katniss was the one with the crush and awkwardness around him growing up. Peeta was always the cool one who never paid her any mind; at least not like that. It just couldn't be that they'd both always felt similar and neither one of them noticed.

"Peeta…"

"Katniss, I'm going to go ahead now and-" She nods frantically in response. "It's going to hurt." She nods again, slower this time. With a final nod, Peeta thrusts fully into her. Katniss let's out a small whimper and Peeta stills instantly. "It's okay." He kisses the crook of her neck. "We can stop if you like."

"No." She tells him. "Just give me a minute." He lays there, still, waiting for her to give him the green light. After awhile, he feels Katniss running her nails across his back.

"Katniss?"

"Hmm?" She asks as she looks between them to where they're joined.

"What are you doing?" He asks as she continues to scratch his back.

"I'm just checking to see what kind of support Peeta Mellark provides…" Katniss tells him with a smile.

"Katniss, you're not going to need it."

"Well, you're just going to have get moving for me to find out."

"Alright then." Peeta pushes himself up to support himself on his strong arms. He starts with slow, deep thrusts. Her hands wraps around his forearms as she lets out a low moan after every thrust. "You like that?"

"Yes." She moans.

"You want it harder?" He says between placing kisses on her neck.

"Can you do that?" She asks and Peeta only smiles.

"Faster too?"

"Okay." Katniss says as she tries to kiss him back but as his speed picks up and his thrusts are hitting her just right, her kisses are lazy and miss their mark. She leaves wet, open kisses all over his face, neck, and chest, not that Peeta minds.

"Throw your other leg around my waist." He orders and she's too caught up in moment that she doesn't argue. The new position opens her up further to him and it just feels too good for Katniss to relent from more moaning.

"Peeta…" Katniss tries to keep her eyes open to look at him but the sensation is too much. Her eyes close and she bites her lips in an attempt to stifle her moans.

"Tell me what you want…" He's breathless now too as he gets closer to his goal.

"It…it feels good…" Peeta chuckles softly.

"That's good…it's…supposed to feel that way…" His eyes close tightly before he lets out a low groan. He readjusts his arms to thrust harder and faster into her.

"Oohh…" Katniss' hands go to his back now, where her nails dig into his skin.

"Is that the best you got?" He asks and Katniss chuckles. She squeezes her legs around him tighter and does the same with her arms. Their bodies are pressed together as closely as possible. At their pace, their bodies are covered in sweat in a couple of minutes. The slickness of their bodies is the least of their concerns as Katniss feels an inner tingling coursing it's way through her body.

"God, Peeta…Don't stop!" Peeta growls into her neck and picks up his pace. Katniss' breathing is heavy against his neck. Her breaking point comes when Peeta grasps her behind. He squeezes her tightly before he pushes her hips roughly into his. Put together with his thrusts, Katniss forgets she's not muffling sound into a pillow and bites down. Peeta groans at the feel on her teeth on shoulder. He thrusts impossibly fast as he tries to get to her level of satisfaction.

"Katniss!" With a final, very masculine groan, Peeta reaches his climax. He uses one arm to push himself completely out and off of her to lay down next to her.

"Is it hot in here or is it just me?" Katniss asks between breaths.

"It's both." He turns to her with a smile. She smiles back as she reaches her hand out to touch the angry mark on his shoulder.

"Sorry about this." Peeta covers her hand with his.

"Never apologize to me about a sex-related injury." She leans over and kisses the spot where she'd bit down. "How are you feeling by the way?"

"It hurt in the beginning but that's it. It was all worth it." She tells him.

"I have to tell you, if I hadn't actually felt it for myself, I would have never believed you were a virgin." He says.

"Why's that?"

"Katniss, what we just did…it was so incredibly good. I've never had such amazing sex in my life!"

"Me too." Peeta looks at her with a serious face which makes her laugh. "Okay, so it was my first time! But still, it was great for me too." Katniss cuddles into him.

"I hope it was everything you fantasized about…" He says as she places a lazy kiss in her hair. Katniss lets out a sigh. It was so much more. She suddenly remembered his earlier statement, how apparently it was his dream too.

"What did you mean by how you've dreamt of this for so long?" Katniss asks. She doesn't get a response so she turns to look at him. Peeta was fast asleep under her. She lets out another sigh before she rests her head back down on his chest. To her disappointment, it probably meant nothing and it probably would never.