A/N Hello my beloved readers. Is me again! Okay, so no on the lemons in this chapter but there is a bit of more Finnick get to know Katniss scene. We're started to get into more of the M rated stuff so beware! I love you and an update on stats: 19 reviews, 11 followers, 9 favorites
Katniss POV
"Here, I think one of these bathing suits will fit you. "My nana bought Cassie a whole bunch of bathing suits that are way too big for her." Finnick says. He tosses a bathing suit to me.
"Thanks" I say. "I'll go get changed."
I walk up the stairs once more, not caring whether or not there is a bathroom nearer to where I am at the current moment. Once I get inside I lock the door and strip myself of Finnick's old clothes. It smells so goods. It smells like...him.
I take a look at myself in the bathroom mirror. This bathing suit sure does show a lot of skin. Did he really give it to me by chance, or did he pick it out for me? Anyways, it is really beautiful. It's green, the color of Finnick's mesmerizing eyes. It's a two piece, and the straps barely hold up any of the cleavage on my body. I'm afraid it might fall off. Should I go? Will I be self-conscious?
No. I'll be brave. I'll be Katniss.
I walk out of the door, arms folded across my chest. I walk down the stairs trying to make as little sound as possible. It's chilly and goosebumps are appearing everywhere. My back, my arms, my legs. I wonder if that's the only reason that I'm as bumpy as a caterpillar (Yes. Caterpillars are bumpy.) I see Finnick wearing swim trunks and- that's all he's wearing. Even from his back I can tell that he is gorgeous. His back is smooth and toned. He's speckled with birthmarks here and there, but that just adds to his beauty. He turns around. I don't know if he caught me staring.
"Hey Katniss. That bathing suit really...umm..makes you look...magnificent." he says, tinting his cheeks a slight pink.
"Thanks, you too." I give a half smile, hoping to make situations less complex, but somehow I manage to do the exact opposite.
"Ready?" he asks me.
"Yup." I say, popping the "p".
"Then let's go m'lady." he walks over to me in two strides and grips onto my arm. I loop my arm into his and we walk. We don't talk a lot, but just by looking at him, I can tell that he's thinking about something...
Finnick POV
I don't know what to do. Should I make a move on her, or take things slow? Does she like me for who I am or for my looks. I want her to fall in love with me, not my appearance. It already takes all of my willpower not to grab her and rip off her clothes and make love to her right on the spot. How am I going to feel when she's bathed in water, and her clothes are one tug from being taken apart. I don't know what to do. I don't know. I guess we'll just move with the flow of things. We get there eventually, after what seemed like an eternity of walking, and my pants rise when I think about Katniss. Get ahold of yourself Finnick! I am just not my normal self around Katniss. It's like she breaks through my impressive demeanor and comes down to the nervous wreck that I am. It's so frustrating!
"Welcome to the Pool de Finnique." I say in my most realistic form of French accent I know.
"Wow. This really...cool." Katniss says in awe.
"Wait til you get in. That's the cool part." I say in mockery of her choice of words.
"Did I ever tell you that I am one of the worst swimmers I know?" she says chuckling.
"Did I ever tell you that I am one of the best swimmers I know, and that I'm captain of the swim team at CHS?" I brag. I hate showing that cocky side of me, but she deserves to know if she wants to be friends with me. There I go again.
"No. Do you think you could show me a couple of moves, captain?" she says, sitting down at the edge of the pool.
"Okay." I say stepping into my second home. "But you have to get into the water first!" I say pulling her into the pool with me.
She let's out a little shriek before splashing water into my face. "How dare you!" she says before playfully slapping my arm. Everything slows when the laughing subsides. I look into her grey eyes while she looks into mine. I lean in a little further, grasp her chin in my hand, and bend down to kiss her.
This moment could last forever. We stand there for a few second before Katniss decides to deepen the kiss. She pokes her tongue in my mouth, and mine in hers. We kiss, and kiss, while our tongues battle for dominance. She tastes like sweet berries and lemon pops. I start to move her back until she hits the concrete that surround the pool's edge. She wraps her arms around my neck. I've done this with countless girls before, but Katniss is different. This kiss holds so many emotions. I drape one arm around her waist. Almost simultaneously she tosses one leg against my hip. Our slow, passionate kisses soon turn to rushed, forceful ones. I hear splashing up and down when Katniss and I create waves with our bodies. Before I can unravel Katniss's top, I feel a tugging at my trunks. Katniss's trembling hands lie there.
"Hold on Katniss." I say with caution. I don't know why I am so hesitant with her. If this was any other girl, I would hastily proceed. But I feel like Katniss is innocent, and I shouldn't be the one to take it away. "Are you sure about this? Have you had sex before?" I say, restraining her hands from going any further. Without realizing it, I see a sobbing Katniss on my chest.
"I..I have...but...I...didn't...like what...Cato...did to me..." she says in between hiccups.
"Shh. Shh. Don't cry Katniss. We're not going to do anything. Do you hear me? We're gonna go upstairs and get you dried up. Shh." I say in a soothing voice. I know somebody did something to Katniss, and I will kill them.
I collect Katniss in my arms and carry her up the stairs. Once I get to my room, I lay her on my bed, run to get some towels, a robe, and a blanket, and rush back before Katniss reconsiders anything.
"Here let me help you Kitten." I say. I'm not conscious of myself. All that matters is Katniss. I wrap her in the towel, and use the second one to dry her off, limb by limb. When I'm done with that, I grab the robe and help her put it on, and place the blanket around her shoulders.
I finish and take her hand into mine. "How are you feeling?" I ask.
"I love you." she says, tears streaming down her face. She engulfs me in a hug and I squeeze her small body tightly in my arms.
"I love you too." I whisper in her hair.
A/N Okay, so I added a bit of the other characters into the fanfic that I didn't mention before. Cato will be more described as the story goes on. Sorry for any grammatical errors! I love you all. I don't know if there will be a new chapter tomorrow because I have chamber orchestra tryouts, so umm, yeah. But if there is, yay! Tell me your theories in the reviews about what happened between Cato and Katniss. See you later Pacos ( Pandas and Tacos). Bye!
~Alberta
