A/N- I would just like to thank you guys for those wonderful reviews you have left me! So I decided to update again, even though it might mean that the story may end sooner. Valentine's Day is approaching, and who knows what Katniss and Peeta will do (in my other story, that is). Peeta is the best Valentine's; I mean the guy can BAKE. I call that a Peetagasm haha! I have the feeling that when I watch the movie I'll be too busy thinking about Peeta being a sex god and how naughty he is in my stories to really concentrate, you know? I'm probably going to hell for lusting after fictional characters, of all things. But that's okay, because Peeta and I have a bakery there. IF WE BURN HE BURNS WITH US. Haha okay, here comes chapter seven, which is symbolical for the seven deadly sins. Enjoy ;)

Chapter 7: Chocolate Cake

Katniss

I knew that Peeta was up to something, but I didn't know what. He had gone to work before dawn, and he was in a great mood. I, however, was not happy about the fact that he had left me all on my own with the kids all day, for today was Sunday. It wasn't even his work day, and nowadays he worked at home so that he could assist me. I was seven months pregnant now, and I tired easily. The doorbell rang, and I went up to answer it as Adara and Orion chased each other around the house.

It was Delly. I smiled. "Hi Delly, how are you? Come on in!" I said cheerfully. Delly had been out of town lately, but she had come back a few days ago and helped me out now and then.

"I'm fine, how are you Katniss? Peeta told me you might need a hand with the kids. He says he'll be here soon. How's your pregnancy so far?" she asked me as we sat down in the living room. Adara and Orion were playing hide-and-seek now.

"Well, I went to the doctor yesterday, and he says it's going great, but to be honest, I'm ready for it to be over. I have so many ongoing symptoms, I don't even know what comfort is anymore; but I guess it could be worse. The babies are doing fine though; did I tell you they might be fraternal twins?" I said.

"No, you didn't, but that's great!" Delly exclaimed. Just then, the doorbell rang again, and this time, Delly offered to answer it. She opened the door and I was shocked to see that it was Johanna. I hadn't seen her since Christmas! I had found out that she had married Gale and had three kids with him, and yet they were nowhere in sight; she had come alone. "Hey, Johanna, what a surprise, I haven't seen you in a while!" Delly greeted her.

I stood up. "Hello Johanna, what brings you here?" I asked in puzzlement.

"Well, it's nice to see you too, brainless. I see bread boy knocked you up again. Is it true that he put two buns in the oven this time?" she asked as she walked in like she owned the place and sat beside me and Delly on the couch. Johanna would never change.

"Yes, I was just telling Delly that they might be fraternal twins," I informed her as I noticed that Adara and Orion were whispering to each other underneath the dinner table. "Kids, come say hi to Delly and Johanna!" I told them.

"Hi, Delly and Johanna!" they chorused at the same time from beneath their hiding place. They then went back to their whispering. I rolled my eyes.

"Hey, I left my kids with their dad." Johanna told them. Delly smiled at them and shook her head. "So anyways, I see you're getting pretty big. You must feel heavy," Johanna commented.

"Why, yes, I do feel like crap, thanks for noticing," I replied sarcastically. I was willing to bet her back wasn't killing her.

"Oh, calm down, I was just being observant," she said in defense as Delly and I frowned at her. "So are they going to be boys or girls, or one of each? Have you come up with names yet?" she questioned.

"Actually, yes, they're both girls and I'm naming them Rose and Rue; Rose is short for Primrose," I explained.

Johanna didn't seem to approve of this, but at least she decided not to comment this time. "Oh, I think those are beautiful names, Katniss!" Delly said genuinely.

"Yeah, does that mean that you expect one kid to be black and the other one white? Imagine Peeta's shock! How would you even pull that off? I once had a friend who had a baby of each color, even though both she and her husband were white; but then again her mailman was a nice chocolate man…" she trailed off dreamily.

Delly gasped. "Johanna!" her eyes widened in horror.

I glared at Johanna. I wasn't surprised. "No, Johanna, I do not expect to have a baby that actually looks like the original Rue, and I would never cheat on my husband to obtain it. In fact, I would never cheat on him with anybody for any reason. I love him and he's a good father to my children," I said firmly.

Delly nodded approvingly. Johanna simply laughed. "Chill, I was just kidding, brainless. I know you would never be unfaithful to bread boy; he's the only man who can put up with you anyway. He practically worships the ground you walk on. And he's given you all those children. I bet he's good in bed," she winked.

I blushed, but before I could respond, the door opened and Peeta came in carrying a cake. Behind him were his two assistants from the bakery, Gale, Gale's family, Annie, Finn, and Greasy Sae, along with some of her granddaughters; and they were all carrying balloons, food, and gifts, along with several other items. I gasped.

"Surprise!" they all shouted in unison. I turned to see that Johanna and Delly were grinning from ear to ear; they had obviously been in on this. Adara and Orion had finally crawled out from underneath the table and were jumping up and down in excitement as they greeted the Hawthorne kids. They had known all along too, I realized. I finally turned back to Peeta after he had set the cake down on the table along with all the other items everyone else had brought. I then noticed that the cake was beautifully decorated with white and pink frosting, and elaborate cursive letters on it said the words "Baby Shower" with a sleeping baby drawn on each side.

I choked back a sob. This was just too much for me. Why was I so emotional? Perhaps it was because I had the sweetest, most thoughtful husband in the world, and he was looking at me with happiness and pride. "Oh, Peeta, did you organize all of this?" I wondered in amazement as I looked around to see that everyone else was grinning at me.

"Yes, but I obviously had some help. We all worked together to make you a baby shower! And I even baked you a chocolate cake; I knew you were craving it this morning," he teased. So that's where he had been all morning! I had thought that he had left me to run on some crazy errand, and I received a party instead.

I flushed; I didn't even know what to say to that. So I thanked Peeta and everyone else as I greeted them. When I went to talk to Annie, whom I hadn't seen in a while either, I was shocked to see that she was talking to my mother. How had I not noticed that my mother was here? "Mother, Annie, I haven't seen you two since Christmas!" I exclaimed.

They both turned to me and gave me a hug each, which were kind of awkward considering my oversized belly. But they were both glad to see me again, and they asked me about my pregnancy as we caught up. I noticed that Peeta and Gale were talking in a corner, while Finn made out with his eldest daughter, Jayne. Gale didn't seem too happy about it, and I saw Annie frowning at Finn, who obviously didn't notice. I then saw that Peeta's employees were catering the party. Oh, great, I thought. Just what I needed: Pervert Number One and Two.

"Katniss, did you hear what I just said?" my mother asked me.

"What? Sorry, I was distracted; what were you saying?" I asked, embarrassed.

"I said that I'm planning to come back in two months to help you give birth and that I can stay a little longer after that to help you and Peeta take care of the kids if you want me to," she repeated patiently. "I've already contacted your doctor; he was an old friend of mine, and he said that it was fine if I helped out during the labor as long as you were okay with it."

"Oh, all right, thanks! Yes, I would really like that, Mom. Peeta really needs to go back to work at the bakery after that; he's taken a lot of time off already," I told her. Just then, Pervert, I mean Employee, Number one approached us with a tray of pastries in hand. My heart sank. He grinned. There were bosco sticks on the tray.

Peeta

I saw Rye from the corner of my eye approach Katniss as I talked to Gale. I excused myself after I noticed that the tray contained bosco sticks and ran over to Rye. "Hey, Rye, go serve some drinks instead!" I ordered him abruptly, before he even thought about making a joke to my wife and her group about the bosco sticks.

He turned and looked at me guiltily. "Yes, sir," he mumbled as he went back towards the kitchen, away from Katniss' group. She looked at me gratefully as she exhaled in relief. I nodded, and then approached her as she excused herself from her group and walked over to me as we met halfway.

"We need to talk," she whispered to me as soon as we were close enough. I agreed, and led her towards the hallway, away from the party.

"What is it?" I asked her, although I had the feeling I already knew.

"Your perverted workers are catering the baby shower, that's what!" she snapped.

I flinched. "Katniss, I'm sorry, sweetheart; it's just that they're the only ones who I could think of! I know you don't like them, but they're great kids, and they're really good at what they do. Just give them a chance, okay? I told them not to say anything to you about the incident last month, but I'll go talk to them again. Besides…they remind me of my brothers," I finished sadly.

Katniss looked at me with a pained expression. "Peeta, I know how you feel, and you know I understand more than anybody, but they're not even related to you! I don't even know their names, and just because they're perverted bakers doesn't mean they're like your brothers," she argued.

I sighed, exasperated. "I know, but it's more than that, Katniss. They're brothers, and they're just as close and my own brothers were to each other. Their names are Leven and Rye, and their mother was my eldest brother's wife before he passed," I explained.

Katniss gasped. "But…they're even named after your brothers! Why didn't you tell me? And does this mean that they're your nephews?" she asked in shock.

"No, she remarried and decided to use the names in their memory. Leven would have liked that. Her husband had to deal with it, since she's a stubborn woman and you can't say no to her." I grinned. "I guess Mellark men tend to go after stubborn women," I joked.

Katniss rolled her eyes. "Fine, I'll give them a chance, as long as they stop making stupid bread jokes," she warned.

"I bread your pardon?" I asked. She scowled at me, and I chuckled as we went back to the living room, where all of our guests were.

Johanna and Delly approached us. "Katniss, Peeta, we were looking for you!" Delly said. "I was just telling Johanna that I was wondering if you needed me to take care of Adara and Orion for when you give birth, since your mom and Peeta are both going to be there with you," she said to Katniss.

Katniss and I blinked. We hadn't even thought of that yet. "Why yes, and thank you, we would really appreciate that!" Katniss replied gratefully as I nodded in approval.

"Where were you two, anyway? This is no time for you to be making out in corners, you know! It's time for the games, and we need all of the men to get out, including your annoying caterers," Johanna told me scornfully.

"Actually, I was hoping we could do some karaoke and maybe throw in some pastry puns into the songs," I admitted. All three of them looked at me as if I was crazy. And perhaps I was; I mean, it's not like I actually knew anything about woman games in baby showers, but hey, weren't they my babies too? What was so wrong with me staying and throwing in some ideas? Haymitch had refused to come because he had said it was only for women, and Gale and Finn had traveled far to get here, so they didn't really have anywhere else to go unless I went with them to Haymitch's house. Which was equivalent to going to a bar, and I wasn't ready for that yet.

"You are beautiful, no matter what they say! Words can't bring you down!" I sang.

"Oh, Peeta…" Katniss began.

"…oh, bread… so don't you knead my dough today!" I finished. She frowned at me as Johanna laughed.

I then turned on the music and put "You're Having My Baby," on karaoke as I grabbed a microphone. Everyone turned to me as the soft music began to play.

"You're having my babies; what a lovely way of saying how much you love me," I began. Katniss was already beginning to tear up. I continued. "You're having my babies. What a lovely way of saying what you're thinking of me. I can see it! Your face is glowing! I can see it in your eyes; I'm happy you know it… that you're having my babies. You're the woman I love and I love what it's doing to you. You're having my babies! You're a woman in love and I love what's going through you. I kneaded inside you! I see them showing! Oh, the buns inside you baby, can you feel them rising? Are you happy you know it?" By now, Katniss was blushing and everyone else was laughing.

I grinned. "That you're baking my babies! You're the woman I love and I love what it's doing to you. You're baking my babies! You're a woman in love and I love what's baking through you. You didn't have to bake them. Wouldn't put you through it! But I put them in the oven and the buns are rising….yeah, can you feel them rising? And you're baking my babies!" I sang at the top of my lungs until the song was over and Katniss' face was bright red.

Everyone cheered as I finished the song and I handed the microphone to Katniss. "It's your turn, sweetheart!" I said cheerfully. She shook her head, embarrassed. "Oh come on, you sing beautifully!" I begged we all began to chant her name.

So, finally, she took the microphone and turned on the stereo to the song "Smile," which of course made me smile, because that meant she wasn't so mad at me if she was planning to sing something cute. The song began to play.

"You butter than the best," she began. I grinned. "I'm lucky just to have you near my stove, hotter than your bosco stick at night, that's right. Completely unaware, nothing can compare to how you knead me, tease me, we can go all day. Yeah, all day, and the moments were my good times start to fade. You bake so hot like the sun, rattle the bed;

springs gonna break, dizzy in my head, rise like a bun, in the oven every night!" I flushed as all of the adults cracked up and Rye and Leven winked at me. But she continued to sing, and perfectly in tune, at that.

"You make me moan, scream and drool, forget I should breathe, hot like buns, a nice bosco stick! Just the thought of you can drive me wild! I'm your girl on fire!" she sang as I tried not to blush and Gale elbowed me in the ribs knowingly. But Katniss wasn't done. "Even when you're gone, somehow you always come back just to bake some hot cheese buns. And just like that, you steal away the dough, and just like that… you bake so hot like the sun, knead all the bread; ice all the cake, banging on my head, rise like a bun, in the oven every night! You make me moan, scream, and drool, forget I should breathe, hot like buns, and your bosco stick, just the thought of you can drive me wild! Oh, you set me on fire!" By now, I was seriously considering taking the microphone away from her, but then the next part she sang stopped me.

"Don't know how I lived without you! 'Cause every time that I get around you; I see the best of me inside your eyes. I'm your girl on fire!" she sang the rest of the song this way, and it was all I could do not to turn off the music, but I guess I deserved it.

The song finally ended, and everyone cheered even louder than they had for me. I had to admit, hers was definitely better, if only because it was dirtier. She finally handed the microphone away to someone else and approached me. "How did you like that, my boy with the bread?" she teased me, and winked. My face was hot, and the kids were looking at us confused. They had probably thought the song had been about actual bread. If only.

"The sexual tension was killing me," I admitted, and grinned.

She laughed, and Delly announced that it was time to cut the cake. So we went to the table as Delly handed Katniss a knife and everyone crowded around her. Delly and I helped her serve everyone a piece, and I made sure that Katniss received the biggest slice. She dipped her finger into the frosting and smeared it on my nose after she had taken a bite out of her chocolate cake. I glared at her playfully and smeared some on her face too. She giggled, and Adara and Orion saw us and started painting each other's faces with frosting as well. I chuckled as I bent down to kiss Katniss in the lips, but she shoved my plate in front of my face, so that now there was cake frosting all over my face. By now, everyone was staring at us, so I decided to kiss her anyway, and she screeched when I smeared her face with it, too. We laughed, and after that we finished eating our cake and washed our faces, helping Adara and Orion clean theirs too.

"Let's keep singing baker karaoke!" someone announced over the microphone, and soon began to sing. "Wake up in the morning, feeling like a baker, grab my mittens, I'm out the door, gonna bake some muffins! Before I knead, wash my hands, with a sack of flour, 'cause when I knead for the day it's gonna take twelve hours!" we turned around to see that it was Rye, and I chuckled, as I saw Leven steal the microphone away and switch up the song.

"I throw my bread up in the air sometimes, singing AYOOO it's kind of burnt, though!" Leven sang, and then Rye stole the microphone back, and by now they had forgotten about the music as they switched back and forth.

"So I put my bread up, they're playing my song, and the Mockingjays fly away! Kneading some bread like yeah, baking some buns, like yeah!" Rye sounded like a giddy little school girl.

"If you ever leave me baby, leave some hot buns at my door!" Leven was obviously clingy.

"Country bread, bake it for me, girl!" Rye was thrusting his hips and Katniss was telling me to do something, but it was too funny.

"I like big buns, and I cannot lie!" Leven was even worse.

"Today I don't feel like baking anything…" The typically lazy Rye…this song fit him perfectly.

"It's a bread story baby just say yes!" Since when does Leven listen to Taylor Swift?

"You take my hand and drive me headfirst, breadless!" I figured Rye was a huge fan too.

"'Cause when you're a baker, and someone tells you they'll burn you, you're gonna believe them!" Leven was obviously resentful about his last baking incident.

"Hey, cheese buns I know looks can be deceiving but I know I saw some cheese in you." What else would cheese buns have, Rye?

"It's too late for you and your white bread…to catch me now." Leven still sounded pretty sad to me.

"You're not doughy…oh nooooooooo!" Now Rye was horribly off-key.

"Does Peeta turn you on, when he bakes Katniss; does the sight of him kneading you drive you crazy? Does he make hot buns? Is that not enough? Tell us does he, or does he not bake pastries?" This time, Finn had taken over, and everyone was in hysterics. Katniss even joined in.

Katniss

After the karaoke contest was over (I was the winner, of course, since I actually sang an entire song unlike Leven and Rye), Johanna insisted that all the men leave so that we could switch to "woman games." Peeta finally gave in and took Gale, Finn, Leven, and Rye with him to have a drink at Haymitch's house. Only the women and children were left now, but that was pretty much everyone who had filled the house. The kids were running around like crazy, so I told Adara and Orion to go play in their rooms with the rest of the kids.

All of the women sat in a circle in the living room, and they had me stand in the middle as they passed toilet paper around. The had to guess how big my tummy was and measure it out with toilet paper, and whoever came the closest to getting it right would win. I noticed everyone was grabbing what seemed like yards of it, and I felt extremely self-conscious as they eyed me carefully. Maybe I was too fat, even for a pregnant woman. Oh wait…I was having twins…never mind.

As soon as everyone had their toilet paper, they all took turns as they came up to measure me. Delly's was too small, Johanna made a huge show out of it but hers was too big, my mother's was pretty close, Annie's was slightly off, and Greasy Sae's was just right. The old woman grinned at me knowingly as she received her prize. Greasy Sae had been keeping up well with my pregnancy these past few months, and I smiled back at her gratefully.

After that, we played a couple more games; Delly won the blindfolded diaper-changing contest (we used Adara's doll), Johanna won who could hold the most clothespins in one hand (they made a lot of perverted jokes out of that), and Annie won the most pins after she caught people say "baby." But then we switched to another game that I found hilarious.

There was a cup placed in the far side of the living room floor, and the point of the game was for each person to try to put a lime into it…without using their hands, and without dropping it. So I laughed as I watched Johanna place a lime in between her legs and walk across the living room with it. "You look like you're about to pee yourself," I told her.

"You're the one who goes to the bathroom every ten seconds!" she remarked.

"Yes, but I'm actually pregnant," I pointed out.

"You're right, this reminds me of when my water broke before I had Tara…great," she said sarcastically as she accidently dropped it. "This game is impossible!" she complained as the men walked back in through the door.

"Hey, I see you're all still playing," Peeta noted as Haymitch walked in behind him and snickered.

"What's so funny, Haymitch?" Johanna said defensively. "I have another idea for a game, and all of you guys can play," she told them deviously.

They all turned to look at each other, but agreed to it out of sheer curiosity. Haymitch only agreed once we told him it would involve alcohol. So we gathered up baby bottles that Johanna had bought especially for this game, and we put liquor in them as we told them that whoever sucked theirs out of the bottle the fastest would win…but they weren't allowed to use their hands either. Soon, all of us were laughing at them as they wreathed on the floor and tried to find the best position to drink their baby bottles in. Even the kids came back to see their fathers sucking out of a baby bottle. Haymitch was smart and wedged his between the table and the couch, so he ended up winning.

"Haymitch Abernathy, the alcohol champion of the world!" he yelled triumphantly as he held up his empty baby bottle in the air. I did my best not to double up in laughter. The kids gathered up and cheered for him, but tauntingly.

"Dude, it's just a baby shower," Leven reminded him.

"You're just drunk, Haymitch," Gale added, although I could tell he was slightly jealous, because he had been close to winning himself.

Later on, it was time to open up the presents, and I engorged myself in the beautiful gifts everyone had brought Rose and Rue. Nearly everything was pink, and Adara wanted to hold all of the gifts as Peeta took pictures. Orion whined about the fact that he didn't get anything, and we told him he would on his birthday, so that seemed to cheer him up. Finally, we put everything away as everyone helped us clean up and then left. Finn and Jayne had been missing this whole time, and Peeta and I found them making out under the stairs. They refused to separate, but they all left in the end, so I wasn't sure when they were forced to split paths. I knew they would spend the night in a train, though. Peeta and I exchanged glances knowingly.

"Well, I guess that's it, did you like the baby shower?" Peeta asked me after we had sent the kids to bed.

"Oh, yes, it was wonderful, Peeta!" I answered earnestly as I put on a light nightgown. I wondered how long I would last with it on; having two buns in the oven could be overheating, as Peeta liked to say. I then climbed into bed with Peeta as he cuddled up behind me and squeezed my breast lightly. I gasped. "Peeta, don't…" I began, but it was too late.

"What's wrong?" he asked, alarmed, as he pulled his hand away quickly. "Did I hurt you?"

I looked down at the wet spot that was now on my nightgown below my right nipple. "No, it's just that they leak sometimes, and it's really annoying," I admitted bashfully. This had never happened before in any of my previous pregnancies, not so soon, anyway.

"You have breast milk already?" he sounded excited. Well, he wasn't the one who had to put up with it.

"Something like that, but not exactly the same," I explained vaguely. "I suppose you could say it's almost that." The doctor had called it something, but I couldn't remember what.

"Oh…what does it taste like?" he whispered seductively.

"I don't know…I hadn't thought about it, it looks weird," I told him. It was starting to get too hot, and Peeta cuddling up beside wasn't helping, so I sat up and removed my nightgown and tossed it aside as I lay back down beside Peeta. I figured should just give up on clothes. This only seemed to excite him even more, and he kissed my neck and slid a finger inside me, and a scream escaped from my throat as I buckled against his large, masculine hand. I turned around and found his lips as I pressed them against mine, and we kissed as he touched me and I came undone. His lips then trailed down to suck my nipples and I moaned, and oh, I didn't want leak all over the bed, but he was cleaning it up with his tongue. He pulls his pajama pants down as he prepares himself for what's next.

"It tastes sweet," he comments, aroused. Sweet…like the taste of bread and chocolate in his mouth and the sugar always stuck in his fingers. Like the sweet nothings that he was murmuring to me right now.

"Oh, Peeta!" I moaned as he pushed me up above him and allowed me to sink my hips into his. I rock back and forth as he holds on to my hips, until the fire and hunger finally consume me and he follows after. I tighten my hips as the warm fluid passes through and I feel him soften up inside me. He finally releases me and lays me down on the bed beside him, whispering soft words into my ear as he strokes the babies. His blue eyes don't abandon mine as he promises me that he will paint this wonderful feeling soon.

A/N- Wow that was a really long chapter! What can I say, parties are long. So, I'm planning to kidnap Peeta for Valentine's Day, since I can't wait until March 23rd, because I want him to bake me a heart-shaped cake. Okay, among other things. Who's in? I've tried moving on to other guys who look like Peeta, but they're just not him! Sometimes you just have to dump your boyfriend because, let's face it, he's not Peeta. Haha jkjk, anyways, thanks for reading, and please review!