Desire pulses through my body as her hands come to tangle and knot in my hair. Her lips move fiercely against mine. I play with her bottom one between my teeth, gently, in a way I have never done with anyone else. She moans into my mouth and for the first time I experience how much of a turn on it is to be the cause of noise like that. My hands slip under her shirt and are soon tugging at it, desperate to get it off. I want to feel her skin against mine.

We strip each other, layer by layer until there is nothing left between us. I lace my fingers into her hair while my mouth works its way down her neck and between her breasts, kissing every bit of golden skin it can reach. I push her back so she is lying on the bed, with me hovering over her. As my mouth reaches her breasts, I slip my hand between her thighs and begin to pleasure her.

''Finnick,'' she cries, her hand tangling in the sheets around her.

''Are you sure you still want too?'' I ask. I have to be sure.

''Yes,'' she almost whimpers, ''I need you.''

I don't need to hear anything else, before I completely cover her body with mine. My erection throbs in my hand and I have never wanted someone so much. As I push inside her, she gasps in both pain and pleasure and it's the most gorgeous sound I've ever heard. She has closed her eyes, but I need her to see me.

''Look at me, Annie,'' and she does. She leans up and kisses me as I rock in and out of her body. Already I am falling, drowning in her, and I know if I am not careful I am going to lose it before she even has the chance to.

My hand reaches down between our bodies, beginning to stroke her fast. Her back is arched and I know it won't be long before it's all over and it is another first when I realise I don't want it to be. Annie shudders and tightens even more around me, letting out a breathy moan of my name before she's gone. I kiss her hard as I follow behind her only a few minutes later, emptying myself into her beautiful body.

I roll of her, but hold her close. We lie there for a while, panting and sweaty, still entwined around each other. Her head is resting on my chest and I can tell she is listening to my racing heartbeat.

No bruises. No cuts. No pain.

Sex is something I have never done other than to please my clients in the Capitol. It's been something I've been forced into, something I've done purely for survival. This is the first time I've ever felt something while doing it. It feels rebellious and amazing and I love it.

I love Annie for it.

I look down, now determined to finally tell her. She knows anyway, she has done for a while. I just haven't been able to find the words. I look down and-

She's asleep. I can't help but smile as I watch her, all traces of any emotion having left her face, leaving her in complete peace. Leaning down, I kiss the top of her head gently. Her eyelids flutter open and she gazes at me, eyes blurry. I can't tell her now, not while she's half asleep. I want her to remember it in the morning.

''That was perfect,'' I whisper instead, ''you're perfect.''

''You too,'' she mumbles and then the land of dreams takes her once again.