Disclaimer: I don't own The Hunger Games, or the characters.

Author's Note: Another little one shot, but this time I thought Peeta should be allowed to get out of the office for a little while. Thank you to all those who have read this, I really am flattered that so many of you are enjoying these. Special thanks to Kismet for her assistance and guidance, especially when it comes to synonyms.

Warning: Rated Mature for strong sexual situations and general getting it on.

Peeta stirred slightly and let one of his eyes open just a crack. The early morning light coming through their bedroom window forced him to keep his eye partially closed. He groggily looked at the clock on the nightstand which read 9:00am. He had slept in, but that was one of his favorite parts of Saturday mornings. Neither he nor Katniss ever made plans for Saturday mornings so they could just lounge about with each other.

They were lying in their typical sleeping position, Peeta on his back with Katniss' head resting on his chest. Peeta looked down at the top of her head as it raised and lowered with each breath he took. He placed a light kiss on the top of her forehead, and attempted to slide out from under her without disturbing her too much. Katniss groaned slightly into his chest.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up."

"Hmm, where are you going?" Katniss nuzzled her face into Peeta's chest.

"I thought I might make some breakfast."

"Peeta, I appreciate the thought but,"

"Don't worry, I wasn't planning on cooking anything, I was thinking more along the lines of coffee, and that cereal you like, the one with the strawberry marshmallows."

"Well that sounds good, but I don't want to get up yet." With that Katniss rolled onto her side with her back to Peeta, letting her head rest on his arm.

Peeta rolled on his side to spoon against her, draping his other arm over her hip with his hand resting on her stomach. She was wearing a thin white tank top with thin ribbing and a pair of simple cotton panties. Peeta was only wearing a pair of boxers. He let his fingers trace small circles against her stomach, feeling the ribbing of the tank top against his fingertips. He swept her hair aside with his chin and placed a gentle kiss against the side of her neck. Katniss moaned appreciatively and pushed her softly sounded backside into his groin, causing Peeta's already semi erect cock to fill out even more.

Katniss could feel his hardness through his boxers pushing against her. She rolled her hips a little gently grinding her ass against his cock. She could feel it grow and a smile played across her lips. His breathing picked up, and the sensation of his hot breaths against her neck sent a tingle running from her navel down to the spot between her legs, which was quickly becoming slick with her excitement.

Peeta's dick was straining against the fabric of the boxers, and twitched with every motion of Katniss' ass. The muscles of his own ass tensed as pushed his pelvis forward burying his cock further into the soft curve of Katniss' backside.

Katniss moaned again and turned her head to the side searching for Peeta's lips. He moved his mouth from her neck and captured her lips in a kiss. She pushed into him deepening the kiss and opened her mouth slightly allowing him to push his tongue in. Their tongues massaged one another as Peeta rocked his hips slowly in time with Katniss' own gyrations trying to get as much friction as he could. The sensitive head of his cock rubbed against the material causing a tingling sensation to travel down his shaft to his balls. He moaned into Katniss' mouth. Then ran his hand up from Katniss' stomach to her breast and squeezed, causing Katniss to return his moan with one of her own.

Katniss broke the kiss and panted heavily. She raised herself off the bed slightly and Peeta knew what she wanted. With both arms free he quickly pulled the tank top off of her, and watched as her tits bounced slightly as they came free of the fabric. Before lying back down Katniss looked and Peeta and said, "Boxers. Off. Now."

Peeta quickly slid the boxers down his legs and kicked them to the floor, then took the opportunity to roughly pull Katniss' panties down her legs. The desire to be pressed back against her eliminated any concern about being gentle.

With their clothing removed they collapsed back onto the bed in the same position, Katniss' head was resting on Peeta's firm bicep, and he used that hand to reach around and roughly grasp Katniss' breast. She gasped slightly and reached behind her finding Peeta's throbbing cock, and took it in her delicate hand. She began stroking it, but his soft skin was so dry that it made it difficult. She let go and moved her hand in between her legs, rubbing it against her slick folds covering it in her own lubricant. She moaned out loudly when the palm of her hand rubbed against her sensitive spot. She reached back behind herself again and grabbed Peeta's firm cock once more. Her hand slid up and down his rigid length easily. When she reaches the tip she let her palm rub harder against the head of his dick causing him to spasm slightly. Then when she stroked downward she let her fingers relax so she could use the tips to lightly scratch his balls.

"Oh fuck, Katniss"

Katniss continued pumping while Peeta moved his free arm over Katniss and caressed a tight circle around her belly button then slid his hand down between her legs. He could feel the wet heat of her core as he started by running his middle finger from the bottom of her swollen lips to the top. When he felt the little nub there he gently rubbed a few circles. Katniss moaned loudly. Peeta slipped his finger inside of her, and began sliding it in and out while he lightly massaged the bundle of nerves with the palm of his hand.

Katniss could feel the pressure building inside. When his finger entered her she tightened her walls around it and began moving her hips against his hand. She tried to concentrate on keeping her hand moving along his cock, but her thoughts were getting fuzzy, and it was hard to concentrate on anything but the sensations Peeta was causing. When his hand that was massaging her breast stopped so he could pinch her nipple Katniss screamed a little with pleasure and let go of Peeta's cock so she could move more vigorously against his hand.

When Katniss let go of his manhood Peeta pressed it firmly between her ass cheeks and began humping against her. She was making more noises now, but he couldn't make out what they were. He alternated between pinching her nipple and rolling it in between his thumb and forefinger. His other hand continued his ministrations between her thighs which were also becoming wet with Katniss' arousal. He pushed a second finger inside of her, heard her gasp and felt her back push into him before she bucked forward pushing his fingers deeper inside her. The friction she was causing as she rubbed against his dick felt amazing, and he knew he would only be able to hold on for so long.

Peeta's fingers felt incredible, but that wasn't what Katniss really wanted inside her. She placed her hand on the hand of Peeta's that was between her thighs. He stopped moving, but left his fingers inside.

"Peeta, I need you inside me," Katniss panted out. "Now."

Peeta slowly removed his fingers causing Katniss to shudder slightly as he grazed her clitoris. Katniss, parted her legs slightly, and Peeta guided his cock in between her thighs from behind until the tip rested against Katniss folds. He kept his one arm under her head with his hand on her breast. His other hand he moved to her hip. Katniss gently caressed the head of Peeta's cock with her fingers then helped guide the tip into her. Peeta began kissing Katniss' neck, as he grabbed her hip, and pushed himself as deep inside of her as he could go.

Katniss gasped slightly when she felt Peeta push into her. Because of his position he couldn't go all the way in, but the shallow depth mixed with the angle hit Katniss' spot perfectly. Peeta started pulling out and pushing back in. With each thrust Katniss moaned as she felt him fill her. His hand grasped her breast and squeezed slightly causing her to moan out, "Oh, Peeta."

Peeta moved his lips to Katniss ear and nipped at her ear lobe. He felt the pressure beginning to build inside him. With each thrust he felt her warmth surround his cock, and it brought him closer to release. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, and judging by the way Katniss was writhing and grinding herself down on him he could tell that she might be close as well. He removed his hand from her hip and moved it in front of Katniss, placing his finger tips on the spot that he knew would finally push her over the edge. He started gently massaging in small circles, slowly adding more pressure.

Peeta's fingers combined with the continual thrusts from his cock was almost more than she could handle. She felt his breath on her skin as he moaned into her neck. She felt that familiar tightness pulling underneath her navel, and she knew she was close.

"Oh, Peeta."

Peeta answered her with a moan of his own. The she could stand it no longer. She exploded in sensation as she spasamed against him.

"Peeeettttttaaaaa!" She screamed out.

Peeta heard her scream his name, felt her clench around his swollen cock, and that was all it took. His muscles all tensed, he let out a load moan and erupted inside of her. Then he held her close feeling her shudder as she came down from her own orgasm.

They both lay there breathing heavily. Peeta had enveloped Katniss in a hug, and she leaned her head back against him. She could feel him as he began to soften inside her. He gently pulled himself out, gasping a little as the sensitive head of his dick finally slipped out from between her lips. They lay that way for what seemed like an hour, until finally Peeta spoke.

"So, breakfast?"

"Hmmm, yeah." Katniss responded like she was still in a dreamlike state.

"Ok, cereal and coffee coming right up. I'll bring it in here so you can have breakfast in bed."

Peeta crawled out of the bed, and pulled his boxers back on. He heard a groan come from the bed, and he looked over to see Katniss staring at him with a pout on her face.

"Something wrong?"

"Yeah, I was enjoying the view before you put your boxers back on." Katniss smiled thinking for a moment. "Besides, I liked the idea of you serving me breakfast while naked."

Peeta smirked and pulled his boxers back down. He gestured to his still slightly stiff dick, "Better?"

Katniss giggled, "Yes, much."

With that Peeta turned and walked out of the bedroom to get breakfast. Katniss didn't take her eyes off of his firm ass until he was out the door. Then she buried her face back into her pillow and sighed contentedly.