Author's note: Hey guys! I know this story is supposed to be about Marvel X Foxface love story, and it is. But most of it is from Marvel POV. Foxface every so often!
Marvel POV
They arrived at the capitol a few hours later, and were all sent off to their separate stylists. Marvel's prep team and Stylist had been informed of his injury, so they couldn't mess with his body. When he saw his costume, he wanted to be sick. He would look like a flamingo! Way to get sponsors! Glimmer would like it though. "Sorry, I had no input. Glimmer's stylist and I agreed she could design chariot costumes if I could do interview." Was all his stylist said. Soon they were sent down to board their chariots. He had to admit, Glimmer looked good in the costume. "Cato and Clove look great", was all he could say. They did. They wore identical golden gladiator costumes with winged helmets. It showed all Cato's muscles, which was always good for the sponsors to see. Soon he spotted District 5 chariot, which contained the boarding tributes. Foxface looked amazing! She wore a silver dress, with a circle-like headpiece. The dress, every time she moved, sent a shimmer of sparkle up the dress, which looked like electricity bolts. The tributes boarded their chariots, and they jolted forward. Marvel and Glimmer were thrown towards the front, and they hit the front. Marvel groaned, but didn't cry, though it was by far the worst pain for that injury. He didn't cry because when the capitol people saw him, he wasn't going to be a weakling. Suddenly, the crowd gasped. He looked back, and saw what caught the crowd's attention. District 12 tributes, on fire! They would have the great sponsors now! Soon the chariots stopped and they had to listen to President Snow's speech. Marvel tuned out, and looked for Foxface. He found her, and their eyes met, before she blushed immensely. He felt heat spreading through his cheeks too. When they got off the chariot he tried to escape to the elevator, but Glimmer grabbed his shoulder. "Why are you blushing? At the District 5 girl, I should add", Glimmer asked. "I'm just tired, that's all", was his response. "Sure, we all blush when we're tired", she taunted. He ignored her and walked away. All he wanted to do was sleep, but he had to attend dinner. Dinner was delectable, but he was too tired to talk.Must be those damn painkillers, he thought. Still, he took another dose before bed. He changed into sweats and a t-shirt, before hopping in the bed. Hopefully he could have an undisturbed sleep. No chance of that though.
*********************************************************************************************************************** Around 2:00 in the morning he woke up, and couldn't go back to sleep. He decided to practice training. The tributes weren't supposed to go to the training center until the morning, but technically it was morning. Just really, really early. He headed down there, only to find someone had beaten him to it. At the matching station. The person was small, but strong. He wondered who it was, but a flash of red hair betrayed her. She spun around as the door opened, visibly tense, but relaxed when she saw who it was. "Marvel!" she ran into his outstretched arms, leaning into him. "Wanna wrestle?" he asked mischievously. They headed over to the matts, and soon she was sitting on top of Marvel. He moaned painfully, and Foxface immediately released her grip on him. He took that chance to flip her over, leaving him on top of her. "Gotcha", he announced. "So, what is your name District 5 girl", he asked. "Ginger. Ginger Stones," she answered tentatively. "Stones… you should have been in the masonry district", he joked. "Teach me to use a spear?" she asked, quickly changing the subject. So they headed over to the spear area. They practiced for awhile. "You throw worse then my Grandma", Marvel joked. Ginger went to smack him, but she realized she still had a spear in her hands. Too late. She slashed his arm, and it broke through his shirt. He soon took off his shirt, as blood began seeping through. She saw his upper body for the first time, and blushed. He was muscular, but not on steroids muscular. "I'll get a bandage", she managed to stammer. By the time she got back to him, it was bleeding badly. She bandaged it and he smirked. He tackled her and kissed her. "I love you," he murmured. "I love you too", she replied. "Hey! You know what a blow job is?" she asked. He shook his head. "Well, you are about to find out" she exclaimed. He sucked on her collarbone while she took off his remaining clothing. As soon as he was naked, he shivered in the chilly air. "Close your eyes", she instructed. He did as he was told, and gasped as she put her mouth around his dick. When she was accustomed to his size, she started to move her mouth up and down his rod. "Ohhhhh Gingerrrrrr….. thattttt feelsss amazinggg!" He had never felt so pleasured in his life. She licked the tip of his dick, and he visibly winced. She took her mouth off, and he complained, "No, no, don't stop. Just don't do that." She nodded and continued. He felt his climax nearing, and he moaned, but this time pleasurably. She took her mouth off just before he came. He squirted everywhere, and groaned. That really hurt. "So… did you enjoy it," she asked. He nodded, too tired to talk. She cleaned up, while he closed his eyes. She dressed him, and told him it was 3:00. They didn't have to be out of bed until 9:00. "You wanna come back to my room?" he asked. She nodded. He stumbled back up to his room, and she followed. As soon as they got there, Marvel flopped onto his bed and burrowed under the covers. Ginger followed. A few minutes later, Marvel started to groan and moan. Ginger shushed him and got him some painkillers and a cup of water. She set his alarm for 8:00 so she could go back to her room on time. By the time she returned to bed, Marvel was fast asleep, worn out from the blow job, and the drugs from the painkillers. She kissed him gently and slipped into bed beside him. Life was good.