He swung her around, so she was stilling facing him on his lap. He sat upright on the bed, with his feet on the floor. Her legs spread around his waist and his arms cradled her back, keeping her close to him. He looked deeply into her eyes and pushed her hair behind her ears, "We don't have to do anything you don't want to." He reassured her.
She took a moment to think, her arms entwined around his neck. She looked down at him, taking her time to respond just to tease him. "I want to, Gale." He picked up on her playful mood.
"I was hoping you'd say that," he smiled and swung her beneath himself again. She ran her through his hair and his head slowly moved south. He kissed her neck and her chest, and he spent a few minutes kissing each breast. Katniss was lost in the sensation. Her skin was on fire, and the lower he went, the deeper the sensation grew. Gale brought one of his hands up and traced circled on her thighs, until finally, his lips and his fingers seemed to be almost in the same place. Gale paused for a moment and looked down on Katniss. Pleasure was written across her face.
"Don't stop," she moaned. He smiled, though she didn't see it, and he returned to his business. His fingers found her clit and he began rubbing it. Katniss felt a pleasure unlike anything she'd experienced before. Gale started slow, and tender, and then, began to apply more pressure. His movement became more rapid. Something deep inside her swelled and Katniss began to feel like she was losing control. "Gale," she said between quick breaths. "Oh god, Galeā¦" Gale began to grow hard just watching her. She was almost trembling. She didn't know what was happening to her, but she suddenly wanted Gale more badly than she wanted anything in her life. She reached out for his other hand. She wanted to kiss him, but she didn't want him to stop. Gale continued to apply pressure, and Katniss felt something from within her rising. She tried to call out his name again, but she felt like she was losing control of her brain. Pleasure coursed through every part of her body and she trembled. She lay panting for a minute or two, before she could even find words again. And then, all she could say was his name. She desperately grabbed for him and dragged her face to him, twisting her body in with his and kissing his lips lovingly. Thankfully.
"You liked that?"
"Yes." She breathed. The words barely escaped her lips. They kissed and embraced and rolled around each other a few times, before it occurred to Katniss to pleasure Gale again. She sat on top of him, giving him a joyful view of her breasts, and with both her hands, reached down to his cock. She turned her hand around it a few time, and felt as he grew with each pulse. Until finally he was erect, and his large member touched her stomach. As she stroked him, she looked at Gale. There was understanding in their eyes. He sat up, brushing her hair back again from her face and kissing her on the lips. Her hands wandered up his back, and she hugged him. He then scooped her in his arms, and twisted her around, positioning her below him. She felt his cock slide against her a few times, pushing against her skin. Gale slid his fingers down her chest all the way to her wet entrance.
"Are you ready?" he asked her.
She looked at him, full of anticipation. She hoped her eyes didn't betray all her nerves. "Yes," she said. She felt him slid a finger between her lips. She was very wet and tight, Gale thought. He felt a little bad about how much this excited him, because he knew, since it was her first time, it would probably bring her a certain amount of pain. With one hand, he separated her folds and guided himself inside her, slowly. He felt her muscles constrict, and she winced. She turned her face away from his. Gale took her face in his hands and forced her to look at him.
"Are you ok?" Despite his drive for pleasure, his concern for her came first. Katniss only nodded. She was in pain. "Try and relax, ok," he told her reassuringly, kissing away her tears, "and get used to the feeling before I go all the way in."
"You're not all the way in?" she blurted out, surprised. She looked down to see only the tip of his cock had entered her. She turned away again, "oh god." Gale looked at her, concerned, but she smiled at him reassuringly. She took a few deep breaths, and then told him she was ready. He slowly let himself into her. She was incredibly tight. She tensed again, and this time her legs closed around him. He gasped with pleasure, but tried to pay attention to Katniss as he pushed through her barrier and fully filled her body. She let out a desperate sound, and a few tears fell from her eyes. He brushed them from her face, and kissed her tenderly. She clung to him. He waited until she seemed comfortable, and after a few moments, began to slowly move in and out, and pleasure rippled throughout his body. It became harder and harder for Gale to focus on Katniss's needs. She buried her face into his neck and held him tightly as he continued. Gale was lost in the pleasure. Nothing had ever felt this good in his life. His pace quickened, and he was losing control of himself. Waves of pleasure coursed through his body, and he began to thrust harder and deeper. Katniss was paralyzed at first. She wanted to hide her face so Gale couldn't see her. She had imagined a million things when she thought about them finally being together, but this wasn't one of her dreamed scenarios. The pain wasn't unwelcome though, and despite how she hurt, she wanted Gale inside her.
Her pain was subsiding though, as she became used to Gale occupying a space untouched by anything else before. She knew Gale didn't want to hurt her. And she thought about how much she felt for him. And slowly, his rhythmic thrust began to stir something else inside her. Her hips began to move with his, and her body again began to tremble. She reached up, desperately kissing him. She somehow wanted to get closer to him. She didn't want them to separate.
"God, Katniss," he breathed, sweat beginning to form on his temple. They moved together, hips grinding, bodies rising, falling. Something was beginning to stir deep inside Katniss, something more powerful and pleasurable than before. She desperately clung to Gale, one arm holding his back and the other cradling his face. She kissed his lips, wanting their bodies to fuse. Her hips moved with his, and every time he moved in and out of her, she thought each thrust would bring her over the edge.
Gale was in heaven. She was warm and tight and wonderful. His brain was swimming in pure pleasure, but he was trying to wait for Katniss to climax, though he wasn't sure he would make it. His body wanted to move faster, harder, go deeper, and it did. Small noises escaped Katniss's lips as he did. She ran her fingers up and down his back, tangled them in his hair. She simultaneously wanted him to continue and finish. She loved what she was feeling but also didn't know how much longer she could stand it. She breathed heavily, nearly panting Gale's name. She tried to kiss him, when she thought to, but her pleasure was becoming so intense, she could barely control her own thoughts and body.
"Gale," she begged his name. He was working at an incredible rhythm, lost in their pleasure as well. "Oh, god, Gale!" She nearly screamed. He looked down at her, and in the moment their eyes met, they were both overcome. Katniss's muscles spasmed in pleasure, unable to control herself. She reached up to Gale and brought his face to hers. She kissed him deeply and lovingly and he climaxed as well.
They lay together for a few minutes, panting, touching, unable to disconnected. Katniss ran her hands up and down Gale's back, along the sides of his ribs, down to his butt, up to his face. She kissed him, purely and sweetly, tightening her legs around his hips, not wanting him to ever leave her. When Gale caught his breath, he started to pull away. "Don't!" she told him, "I don't want you to leave me ." He only nodded, still unable to speak, but he kissed her and stroked her face. He gently twisted her around, so he was lying on his back and holding her. His strong arms made her feel safe and secure. Her head fit perfectly in the crook of his shoulder. He stroked her head again, and he leaned down to kiss her. She traced small circles on his chest, and as Gale held her tightly, she fell asleep listening to his strong heart beat.
