'Starving' - Hayffie Prompt

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Haymitch was hangry. Hungry and angry. He'd been waiting to eat at his favourite restaurant all day. He could even taste the dripping, whiskey steak already and the very thought of it made his mouth water.

He wanted to be there now.

Trouble was, it was reservation only. The place had been booked up all year. Effie was friends with the owner.

"Effie! Come on! I'm starving!" Haymitch huffed, he'd agreed to take her shopping and carry all of her bags, if she agreed to get him on the guest list. Tonight.

"Haymitch!" She yelled back, stamping her foot "I told you I had errands to run, quit whining!" She strutted ahead of him, scouting for her next retail mission. She'd planned a trip to 4 with some girlfriends over the weekend and was in need of some new holiday clothes.

"Errands?" He mocked "Bikinis and sunglasses are not errands" he found a nearby seat and plonked himself down "I'm not moving"

Effie spun on her heel with a wicked glare and a teasing smile. She made her way over to him slowly. He had to admit, she was sexy when she was angry. He also believed that she knew it too. The way she swayed her hips, pouted that pretty mouth of hers and cocked her head, it made him sweat every time. He swallowed hard.

"Mr Abernathy" She began. Cool and collected and as cunning as a fox. "I do believe there is a mighty fine 10oz steak, dripping in whiskey shot sauce, waiting for you at Angus Nostagus this evening, calling out your name, waiting for you to take a big, bad, juicy bite..."

His mouth filled with saliva. He didn't know if it was the image of the dripping steak in his mind or if it was the way her mouth and tongue curved around every word.

"What a shame it would be if we arrived this evening to find you turned off of the guest list, I guess ill just have to eat it up all by myself"

"How long..?." He growled

"As long as I need." She teased and clicked her fingers to make him stand "I want you by my side, in every store, holding my things with an eager smile and not a moan or groan or eye roll in sight, understood?"

He got to his feet defiantly

"Thankyou...oh...shoot" she paused and her mind suddenly fixated on something else.

She rocked awkwardly on her heels and bit her lip for a second "Ah, actually Haymitch, maybe it is a good idea that you stay put, why don't you wait here"

"Ooh no, I'm not falling for that" He stated and picked up her bags "You just said, by your side, every store, yada yada ya, so..."

"I know what I just said..." She sighed "But its quite possible that you wont want to come to this next store with me..."

"I don't want to be in any store!" He chipped in

"Right then, stay here!"

"And have you throw it in my face later on?!" He quipped "No way! Whats the big deal? I said i'd do it, what? are you embarrassed?"

"No!"

"Well then, lets go!"

She bit her lip for a second then rolled her eyes "Fine, but I tried"

She swanned on ahead of him again as he followed her grumpily. Finally they came to a halt in front of a small boutique.

"Ah-" Haymitch noted the lacey delicates in the window

"Well, you COULD wait outside, offer still stands, I wouldn't want you to get embarrassed" Effie smiled. Silently praying that he would take the hint.

In truth, it was she who was embarrassed and he could tell. But anything to add fuel to his fire towards her was golden to him.

"Nope! I'm not afraid of going in there with you" He beamed eagerly "Lead the way princess" He winked at her in challenge. The man irked her so.

"Fine!" She sighed and made her way into the store "I could use a male opinion" She winked at him over her shoulder and he froze for a second. Yes, two could play at that game, she mused to herself. This was probably going to be rather fun.

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30 torturous minutes later, Haymitch was almost set to combust. Effie had led him down every single isle and picked out the most delicate of pieces to ask his opinion on. She'd enjoyed every minute as he'd stumbled over words and averted his eyes most of the time. She noticed his cheeks were burning red.

"Are you sure you don't want to wait outside?" She asked again, but the wicked glint in her eye made him determined.

"I'm sure"

"Good!" She trilled. Exhausted by her efforts of trying to break him, she knew exactly what to do next. Steak or no steak on the line, this would have Haymitch running for the hills. "Like I said, I could use a male opinion, sit there"

He looked at her confused and a little scared as she motioned to the chaise lounge in the fitting room.

"I wont be a moment" She winked, taking a couple of lacey pieces in a cubicle and drawing the curtain.

As soon as she was out of sight he dropped her bags and let out a breath. He was dying in here. Now she was about to model for him? He was tipping over the edge already! He knew that she knew that she had him exactly where she wanted him and it made him angry. He also knew that she'd been picking out the most sexy pieces just to drive him insane, of course it had worked. How could he not start to imagine her wearing all of this, only this.

He took a deep breath. Soon he wouldn't need to imagine. He didn't think he was ready for this. Seeing his escort in her smalls.

Haymitch had always found it so easy not to think of her in a sexual way because he usually distanced himself from her. He made sure that they were ever alone together unless it was in public. The only time they were usually alone alone was in the elevator ride up to the penthouse and even then his mind would wander. Those few minutes, alone with her, watching her breathe in and out carelessly, watching her chest rise and fall, watching her smooth out her dress or tuck a loose strand of hair beneath her wig, nonchalantly. He'd catch his mind wandering over her, wondering about her. But then he would always be saved by the dinging of the floor bell and he'd place all of his stupid thoughts to the back of his mind until the next elevator ride.

Damn.

He had to hold it together.

She musn't know that she was getting to him.

That would give her all the power and no capitol girl was having power over him. Except for the small matter of the booking at the amazing steak house, but he let that one slide.

"You really need new underwear for a 'girls' holiday?" He asked, trying to sound bored but sounding completely agitated instead. He mentally kicked himself as he tried to cool off.

"Well, you never know who you might meet" She sang from behind the curtain. Haymitch then caught himself burning holes into her direction with his eyes.

What was that meant to mean? he though to himself.

meeting guys? was this a girls holiday or a dirty weekend?

"You hoping to get lucky?" He tried to tease but of course it came out slightly more bitter than humorous and he kicked himself again

"That depends" She stated

"On...?"

"On this!" She drew back the curtain and his heart stopped.

"Well...what do you think?" She asked carelessly and twirled for him. No matter where he tried to avert his eyes, mirrors caught her at every angle. She was a goddess.

She stood before him in her lavender wig and nothing but patches of champagne coloured lace. The basque was plunging and hugging her petit waist perfectly. His eyes cascaded down past the thin french panties that she wore and then finally down the length of her suspender and stocking covered legs. He swallowed again, painfully.

She'd won.

He didn't care.

He didn't care about anything else in the world right now. Not the sun in the sky or the air that he breathed or the big, fat, juicy steak waiting for him with his name on it. He was a goner.

"Haymitch?" She called over her shoulder, the view her perfect ass was the only visual point that he had and he was lost.

He was suddenly on his feet and her eyes widened a little as he advanced towards her. She spun around to cover herself as he entered the cubical and drew the curtain on them both

"Haymitch! What are you- You can't be in here!" She was backed up to the mirror with her hands splayed across her chest.

Haymitch couldn't believe what he was doing either, but testosterone had taken over and he was as high as a junkie on it. He just stared at her with parted lips and hungry eyes, the sheer sight of him like that made Effies knees weaken. She knew exactly what he thought. What he was thinking of at this very moment.

"Haymitch, I think you need to go and wait outside" She said calmly. He wasnt frightening her, she was frightening herself at how suddenly aroused she had become by there intimate proximity.

"You can't wear that" He managed to stutter "You just- you can't" He shook his head as his eyes still wandered "Take it off" he commanded, but he was almost in a trance. His request made her smirk

"Why don't you?" She challenged and she watched, breathlessly, as his entire body tensed. Thats when she noticed the bulge in his trousers. She gasped and he closed the gap between them.

He wasnt sure what to do. This was just the oddest and most surreal situation he'd ever expected to be in. He took hold of her upper arms and pressed her back harder into the mirror.

Her breathing became heavy.

With every breath, the swell of her breasts threatened to spill out of the top of her basque. Haymitch was loosing it. He held her at arms length and shook the sight of her from his mind.

Effie could tell he was fighting it. Whatever dirty thoughts he had on his mind. He was trying so hard not to explore them, much to her disappointment. She couldn't lose now.

She shrugged his hands away and pushed at his chest.

"Fine, I'll do it myself"

her fingers began to work on the on the metal clasps at the front of her basque

"Stop!" He was on her again in seconds, his hands covering hers, stopping her from revealing too much of what he already, so badly, wanted to see. "Stop..." He said again, but this time it was barely a whisper, she'd snared him. His hands were now at her waist, his thumbs curling soft circles into the delicate lace of her Basque. The feel of it was exquisite to him, he wanted more.

She pushed her hips into him suddenly. Her move making him completely lose all focus and stumble forward so that she was now pressed heavily between him and the glass.

He kissed her roughly for a second then pulled away, shaking his head

"God damned you woman" He cursed, cupping her ass and sliding her up the glass as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Do that again!" She commanded and his lips met hers for the second time, desperately and needily.

They kissed like they were feral. Deep and wild. Effie clung to his shoulder for support as they became completely lost in each other and in the moment.

It wasnt until an awkward coughing came from behind the curtain that they remembered where they actually were.

There lips parted and they froze

"Excuse me Ma'am" Called a professional voice "Could the gentleman in your fitting room please wait outside whilst you change?"

Effie slid down the mirror as Haymitch placed her down gently

"Umm...yes...of course, sorry" She muttered, smoothing her hand across her wig

"And would you both kindly leave the premises when you are dressed" The stern voice finished, causing Effie to turn almost crimson. Haymitch made his way out of the curtain with a smirk and faced the snooty clerk

"She'll just be a moment" He winked and the clerk walked away in a huff.

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Effie almost ran out of the store as Haymitch followed with her bags

"Hey, hey slow down!" He called and slipped a hand around her waist as soon as he caught up with her. She fell into him slightly at his touch.

"Well I guess I wont be going in there again" she blushed and they both shared a laugh.

He pulled her a little closer and placed a quick kiss behind her ear

"Guess not"

She pushed him away playfully and placed her hands at her burning cheeks

"We better get to the restaurant. Reservations are at 6, you must be starving"

Effie tried to take a couple of bags from him but he placed them all down and pulled her hands behind his back instead, capturing her lips again for another longing kiss.

"Oh yeah" He sighed "I'm definitely starving" He kissed her again and she melted "Lets go home"

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Where I got the restaurant Idea from, i have no idea! I just tried to think of a situation that would make Haymitch be out shopping with Effie. Usually something all men want, FOOD! Hope you enjoyed. leave a comment if you did :D xx