A/N: I own nothing, and reviews are welcome. BIG Thanks to Oakfarmer who has been my awesome beta through this ordeal, there are only a few more chapters remaining. The next chapter won't be for a week or two as this story winds down I am having a harder time finishing it, I just can't let it go! Please keep a look out for my new story to be published soon. It is of course EVERLARK and is named 'love throughout the ages' and is a very different concept from this one. It is an AU that spans through multiple times, featuring a very alpha male Scottish!Peeta. It is a loose crossover with Outlander. You can read snippets on my Tumblr abk1973.
Chapter 29 – First Night
His lips were soft and insistent, getting lost in them is easy, and as they walk, well he walked she is being carried, to their room her heart begins to pound a little harder. This is the first night they will spend together in a bed, the first night she has spent with anyone other than Prim of course and she is nervous, excited and curious. Suddenly she is being placed on the floor, their lips are still attached and it feels good, so very very good. One of his hands is on her hips burning her skin through her dress and the other is cupping her face, fingers twined in the base of her skull and she feels her complicated braided hairstyle loosen. She finds that she has pressed against his body and she can feel him against her stomach through his pants and her dress, its dizzying the effect this has on her and suddenly she can't breathe, she needs to breathe. Ripping her mouth away from his she leans her forehead against his and takes deep ragged breaths trying to clear her brain.
Peeta begins to nuzzle her ear, nibbling a bit on her lobe he causes her to shiver, but she always does when he does that. "Katniss", his voice is a delicious meld of a groan and a reverent whisper, "you're my wife". The statement makes her pull back a little bit to look at him, positive that her mouth is mirroring his goofy grin, "I know", her voice is lower huskier than normal and she swears her body is humming. "Do you want to get ready for bed?"
"Oh god, yes!" his face makes her heat up when the words just bust out, his eyes are huge and staring at her like she is the only food he needs. His lips are swollen and red from their kissing and his tongue is peaking out the side like it does when he is concentrating on something. He is flushed and his wild blonde curls are sticking out all over the place. His fingers flex where they are gripping in her hair and on her waist.
"You have to let go of me, if we are to get ready for bed." The way he is looking at her like he can see through her clothes, like he is a wolf ready to devour her but with an underlying hesitance is heartening, she feels that way too. Suddenly shy Katniss can feel herself flush, how do we do this? Do we undress in front of each other?
Peeta must sense her bashfulness or maybe he has a bit of his own when he saves her by asking, "Do you want to use the bathroom in here to get ready?"
"OK" she hasn't had time to unpack any of her things but she had put her immediate necessities in the top of a box. So she grabbed her soap, toothbrush and paste and of course her nightgown.
Peeta watches as Katniss disappears into their bathroom, quickly he walks into the hall bathroom and brushes his teeth and takes care of his necessary business, then just to be safe he takes a washcloth and wipes his lower half clean. He took a shower before the signing, but he had been nervous and pretty sure that he had been sweating at some point; he did carry Katniss around half the district. When he gets back to their room he can hear Katniss in the bathroom, he cracks the window just like he likes it and turns off the bright overhead light, and he leaves a small dim lamp on to set the mood. He can still hear the water running so he just decides to get in bed. Stripping off his shirt, socks and pants he places them in the hamper he has placed in the closet for them both. When he gets to his underwear he stops, unsure of himself, do I strip them off or get into bed with them on? Figuring that he will only have to take them off sooner rather than later, Peeta strips them off and throws them in the hamper. Scampering back across the room he quickly turns down the bed and gets in hurrying to cover his lower half. He is brave, but not brave enough that he would just wait out in the open for Katniss completely nude, at least not yet.
The door to the bathroom opens and Katniss shyly walks out, carrying her laundry, she is wearing a beautiful long white nightgown, it has a hint of blue ribbon along the neckline, which scoops down lower than anything he has ever seen Katniss wear before. She has taken down her hair and placed it back in her typical braid that hangs over her shoulder. In short she is a vision and Peeta can barely think or breathe and all of his blood has descended into his dick.
Peeta's mouth drops open when she walks out of the bathroom, while her mouth goes dry. He is in bed, their bed sitting with no shirt on and Katniss can't help but wonder if he has anything else on. She silently opens the closet door and throws her laundry in the hamper that already holds Peeta's clothes. Taking a deep breath towel in hand that she had grabbed from the bathroom she pads over to her side of the bed, and slides in next to Peeta. Still holding the towel, because she is not sure exactly where to put it only that her mother said to put it underneath her during the first time in case she bled. She stills as she feels Peeta scoot a little closer to her and his hands reach out and frame her face. "I love you and you are so beautiful tonight" it's a soft declaration before he leans over to kiss her.
The kiss starts out timid and slow and it's like the ones when they were first learning how to kiss. She can feel his body shaking a little and it makes her feel better because he must be nervous too. Somehow her hands have landed on his shoulders, those big strong broad shoulders that she loves. This is familiar territory; Katniss has had his shirt off before, her mind flits to that time when she gave him his prize for winning the wrestling tournament. Turning her head Katniss begins to deepen the kiss in the way that they have practiced his tongue swipes across her lips and she grants him entrance with a sigh.
Slowly Peeta can feel them relax and when he starts to explore her mouth in earnest mapping out the soft and hard crevices her hands begin to roam his chest, shoulders and then glide up to the back of his neck where they play with the short curls on the back of his neck. Just like he has done during their entire relationship Peeta has decided to let Katniss set the pace tonight. He plans on taking control when need be, but not until she is ready, if he makes it that long.
Katniss has raised herself and is sitting on her knees leaning over him in a position that mirrors their time under the willow tree, her hands are exploring his chest and everything feels good and familiar, except his back is against pillows not tree bark. He feels her inch forward on her knees to get closer and more comfortable, she shifts and moves and suddenly he hears her growl in frustration.
"This gown won't let me move right" Katniss pants after she pulls her lips from his.
"What" Peeta can't think right, too much kissing and all his blood has migrated south of the covers?
"I can't swing my leg over you, Uggghhh" the grunt of frustration was accompanied by a sudden movement, Katniss suddenly sits up off her heals and began to shimmy the gown up her legs to over her knees. All while telling the nightgown how restrictive and annoying it was. Peeta found these actions from his beautiful bride amusing and he couldn't help but snigger slightly.
"Got it!" Katniss crowed in triumph and instantly threw her leg over Peeta's lap to straddle him and with a triumphant look on her face she leaned forward and assaulted his lips with hers.
Pulling his lips from hers he slowly begins an assault on her cheek over to her ear where he made sure to nibble and make her shiver and then made his way licking and sucking down to the spot that makes her moan so delectably. Katniss has been hovering over him her hands moving from his shoulders to his chest to his hair and then back again. They are in familiar territory and he can feel the nerves leave his body as he laves her neck with his tongue. "You Are So Beautiful Tonight." He punctuates each word with a kiss as he finally finds that spot and sucks lightly.
"Ohhhhh" it's that moan he loves so he sucks again a little harder. "Peeetaaa" the moan turns into his name in the most delicious way and Katniss lowers herself and grinds down against his hardened cock causing his eyes to roll back in his head.
Katniss can feel her heart pounding as Peeta sucks on her neck, the heat blooms in her center from his ministrations, so just as she has done before she grinds down on him. She feels as his hands clutch her waist a little tighter and his hands guide her movements on him. It feels good, so good and he is warm, so very warm under her, warmer and harder than he has ever been. She drags her hands down his chest to his abdomen as she reattaches her lips to his and explores his eager mouth with her tongue and she feels his muscles tense as she feels them. Katniss finds that small line of hair that she has seen before that leads down to where she has never seen. Lightly scratching and playing with the short curls Katniss slowly begins to follow it down. Where do his pants begin? Surely she should have hit the waistband by now. Katniss pulls away leaving Peeta and her panting as she looks down between them, pulling back the blankets slightly she looks down and is startled at what she sees.
"Peeta" she leaps back in slight alarm when she realizes he isn't wearing pants, looking up she sees his face begin to blush.
"I...ummm...well I thought leaving on my boxers would be...ummm...a waste of time?" His voice has a note of uncertainty and shyness that tugs at her through her shock. He is looking at her through those lashes she loves so much, "is that OK?" his question reaches through to her as she has been staring at him mouth open in shock.
"Ummm well yeah, we are married now" she begins as the situations begins to dawn on her a little more, she then begins to giggle at him a wide smile over taking her face. "Can I...see?" the last bit is said with a little uncertainty.
That big smile she loves replaces the nervous look that was on his face just moments earlier. "Of course, every bit of me belongs to you."
Scooting back so that her bottom is over his knees she grabs the blanket and slowly brings it back towards her following that tantalizing path of hair down towards where she knows is his... What do I call it? she wonders, her mother calls it a penis, but she has heard it called a dick at school and Madge calls it a cock, sooo. As it comes into view Katniss pulls in a breath, it's big and red with a bulbous end and it twitches as she looks at it. It looks nothing like the ones she has glimpsed on her mother's kitchen table when she has tended wounded miners before she always bolted to be anywhere else. Tentatively she reaches out to touch it, "ohhh it's soft" the skin is velvety and smooth "but hard at the same time." She wraps her small hand around it experimentally (like Madge had explained) and began to run her fist up and down her fingers barely reach around his girth. With a pained sounding moan Peeta's eyes shut and his head drops back with a thump against the headboard, quickly she releases him and asks whether she has hurt him.
"No...no...umm that just felt really good" Peeta lifts his head and looks her in the eyes, "but I don't think you should touch it until later, ummm or I won't make it."
"Ohh...ohhh" she exclaims as she looks down at his cock again realizing what he means. "OK...umm what now?"
A devious smile crept on to his very swollen and red lips, "well I think it might be a good idea if I ummm... help you get ready, OK?"
Relief swells through her heart, that was what her mom and Johanna had said needed to happen. "Good, ummm...that's good."
"Can I take this off?" He questions her as he tugs on the bunched up hem of her nightgown.
"Yes" she squeaks out in reply surprised by the nerves and excitement in her voice. His hands gather the hem at both sides of her waist slowly; she can feel how he tentatively begins to raise the gown up. A chill hits her stomach, then ribcage; her breasts and then her hands are over her head as Peeta lifts it up and off of her. His eyes roam over her with that look of love, lust and enough reverence mixed in to remind her of what they are and to prevent her from being embarrassed. "So beautiful" the soft whisper falls from his lips and caresses her body so that it tingles and shivers. His hand reaches out and stops just as he gets to her breast "May I?" he questions.
"Every bit of me belongs to you" she parrots back to him with a smirk.
Peeta slowly cups a breast in his hands, "it fits perfectly, so perfect" he looks at her. He begins to knead while his other hand finds the other breast and does the same. Her dusky nipples are puckered and so perfect he can't stand it, "I'm just going to..." he starts as he leans over and takes one in his mouth.
"Oh my gooood" its half declaration half moan that erupts from her that is music to his ears. He sucks just a little harder and takes the nipple with his tongue. He alternates between sucking and licking before he pulls back and then lightly blows on the nipple. Her sigh is wonderful and he can feel her shiver over him, then he makes sure to give her other breast the same attention.
The kneading and the sucking the licking and oh my god, how does this shoot straight down. Her underwear is soaked she knows it is, what was it Johanna said, lubrication? Well she is there, so there, as she writhes in ecstasy above him. "Peeta, I...I...need..." is all she can get out while panting, by the time she gets to the word need she has been flipped on her back with Peeta hovering over her. Her eyes snap open in surprise at the move "wrestling"?
His eyes look up to hers his mouth still attached to a nipple that he lets go with a pop as a grin over takes his face, "yup, and I plan to use those moves all night long."
The grin combined with the cheesy line suddenly has her giggling which has Peeta asking "What?"
"You are just a goofball you know that?" Katniss smiles at him his face inches from hers, and if this is the rest of her life, she likes it.
"Yes, but I am your goofball" he cheekily relies while placing a soft kiss on her nose.
"Yes, yes you are." She sighs as she feels his bare chest against hers, her nipples are sensitive and her core is still throbbing so she reaches up her head and grabs his bottom lip between hers and bits softly smiling a bit when he moans and his eyes roll back. "Towel" she pants at him while trying to shove the towel one handed under her body. It's a flurry of movement and limbs as Peeta takes control of the kiss, Katniss removes her underwear and they both place the under her, and then his hand wanders back down to her breasts, massaging and tweaking the nipple alternating breasts. His body weight is off to one side, but he has a leg between her and she can feel his cock on her leg hard and moving as he rubs it gently against her. He has her panting again when his hand slowly wanders down between her legs. Instinctively her legs move to slam shut but she just clamps them around his leg, but then his fingers are there gently stroking where she is wet.
"Oh god Katniss you are so wet." He moans at her and when he hits a spot that makes her body quiver and groan he stops and stills for a moment before his hand hits it again.
"Peeta!" it is all she can say as he begins to stroke that spot in earnest. The sensation is causing her to burn the feeling is delicious and she can feel herself getting wetter, then he shifts his hand slightly and she can feel him slowly begin to push a finger inside of her.
"Let me know if this hurts OK", he pants in her ear in between suckling on her neck.
"Good so good" she pants out as she feels him move his finger around, the intrusion isn't painful but feels good and when what must be his thumb goes back to rubbing that spot he found earlier she just keens in his ear. A slight increase in the stretching sensation accompanies the addition of another finger. Peeta continues to rub as his fingers move around and even in her hazy state she can tell he is slowly trying to stretch her.
"Fuck…good…Peeta… don't stop" she manages to gasp out as she feels her orgasm approaching. "Oh Oh Ohhhhhhhh, Peeetahhhh" she cries out as she snaps the inferno exploding inside her consuming her body and causing her back to bow off the bed.
As she is coming down she is aware of feeling so relaxed, but his fingers are still there still moving and stretching and he has bent over and is suckling a breast. Her body still feels good, so good as he continues to rub that spot and all she wants is more.
Peeta can feel her body release as she clamps down on his fingers pulsing in orgasm, the liquid changes becomes more slick as he continues to work her body determined to make this as good for her as possible. He feels her muscles begin to relax as she sinks back down into their mattress and he can feel a little more give in her vagina, so he scissors his fingers back and forth to stretch her as much as possible. Her hips begin to buck against his fingers again so he pulls them and quickly moves between her legs spreading them with his knees, his elbows support his weight as he gazes down at his wife, his love, his Katniss and asks, "ready?"
"Oh god yes, Peeta, yes" she cries out still bucking underneath him.
"Help me", he gasps at her, his tip feeling her slick heat and god it is so much better than his hand. He lifts his body slightly when she reaches her small hand down between them, he watches as she grabs hold of him and helps guide him into her. Slowly he pushes in, not far, just the tip before he pulls back a little. Then he pushes in just a little more and it's all he can do to keep himself from slamming all the way in. He watches her face for pain as she gasps a little and he can feel her tighten around him making him groan. "Relax" he gasps out all his energy being put into complete control, back and forth each time just a little further, and god she is so warm and wet and so goddam tight, she is squeezing him. Finally he feels it against his tip a barrier and he feels giddy because now he knows he is the first, he knew this before but this confirmation is just dizzying. He gets to break through, he gets to take her virginity and she gets to take his. She will only ever have him inside her and his male possessiveness is just crowing at the thought.
"I'm gonna have to push all the way OK" he looks down at her face as she is panting in pleasure and pain as well, "it's going to hurt."
"I know, do it, make me yours Peeta" she pants out. Planting both forearms on either side of her head he leans down and captures her lips in a fiery kiss and when she starts to lose herself into the kiss he thrusts hard breaking the barrier and burying himself fully. His hips nestle against hers as he stills as she cries out a pained "Ohhhh".
"Are you OK, do you want to stop, he looks down at her pained expression in concern as he watches her attempt to get her breathing under control. Please don't make me stop, oh god, please, it is all he can think as he watches her face and feels her body relax as she slowly adjusts to him.
"OK, ok" she pants looking up at him with her swirling silver eyes, "try moving, gently." He drops his head back down to try distracting her with kisses whiles he starts to move, slow, gentle, shallow thrusts, he stays deep inside her. And oh god it is too much already, he is going to cum and cum soon. "Katniss I…not …gonna…last" he pants out still trying to control himself. Then, dear god she starts moving her hips a little with him tentatively and it's too much too fucking much. "Katniss! I…cumming" he manages to moan out as he explodes inside her, his eyes slam shut and he sees stars. It's the hardest he has ever cum in life and it only took a few minutes of him being inside her. Still shuddering he manages to open his eyes to see her gazing up at him with lust still evident in her eyes. He gently pulls out of her and positions himself to her side like before, begins to suckle her breasts while looking in her eyes and drops his hand back down, finds that magic nub again and rubs until she cries out in pleasure her back arching off the bed again. He watches her face this time her eyes crinkling shut her mouth open and panting as she shudders underneath him.
As she slowly comes down from her high he watches her with a smile on his lips stroking her thigh with his hand. "Are you alright? Was that OK?" he pulls back and watches her eyes open with a satisfied smile on her lips; do you want to do that again?
"I'm a little sore and sticky?" she tells him her voice betraying the slight question, "but that was wonderful Peeta." Her eyes light up with her smile as his smile grows, "Oh good that means you will want to do it again?" He smirks at her with a hopeful boyish grin, his voice betraying his eagerness that she begins to laugh.
"Now?" her eyes grow wide with mirth, she probably thinks he is kidding and he is, sort of. He figures it won't take long for him to grow hard again with her lying naked next to him.
"Well not right now…" Peeta looks at her smiling so big his face will crack, five to ten minutes from now would be fine, he thinks.
"Good, because I'm kind of hungry and I feel really sticky…" Katniss trails off as her stomach rumbles; the chagrined look on her face just makes him laugh.
"OK, let's get you cleaned up and some food in that stomach of yours, hold on stay right there." He moves off her and slips out from under the covers and walks to the bathroom to grab a washcloth. Looking down he can see some pink streaks on his dick and quietly worries how much she bled. He quickly cleans himself off with cold water and then wets the cloth with warm water. As he makes his way back to the bed he can see Katniss watching him, her cheeks scarlet. "What?"
"Umm you have a really great butt, I mean it looks good in pants and in your wrestling singlet, I knew that but. I really like it naked too." Her smile is that shy one that he likes, the one that she uses when telling him something she thinks is a little embarrassing. The one he has only seen her give him. It is adorable and he loves it.
"Well, I like your butt too, although I really haven't gotten a good look at it naked yet. That is not really fair you know, I think I should get to see it." Peeta smiles as he settles on the bed next to her and slowly lifts back the sheet. "Let me clean you up then we can get you a left over cheesebun OK?"
"OK" her voice is soft, shy and sweet as he turns his attention to her lower half. Her legs are long and beautiful and at her apex is a nest of soft dark curls. Slowly he takes the warm cloth and starts to rub on the top of one of her upper thighs while gently separating her legs. He can see the blood smeared on her inner thighs and around her lips, he gently dips the cloth down and cleans her thoroughly and lovingly. When he is positive she is cleaned and not still bleeding he removes the towel from under her body, it clearly has blood and fluid on it, not a lot, but enough to show that she had been a virgin and they had consummated their marriage.
"Thank you for giving me this", he gestures towards the towel, 'thank you for giving me you." Gently he leans over and places a soft kiss on her lips. "Will your mother need to see this?" he asks hoping that she says no, but parents have been known to ask for the sheet as proof of consummation, usually this is for arranged marriages, but it can't hurt to ask.
"No she doesn't need it and I am assuming your mother doesn't want it. Although I do kind of want to shove it in her face to prove to her that I am not the seam slut she thinks I am."
Peeta hadn't thought of that, but it's an idea and it makes him think, so instead of throwing it directly into the hamper he folds it up and places it beside the hamper. The towel smells of sex tinged with blood, well the bed smells like sex and it's wonderful. Walking over he leans down and gently lifts her from the bed and places her feet gently on the ground.
"Do you think you can walk to the kitchen for a cheesebun?" he asks her and smiles when she nods yes. "Good, because I think we should go to the kitchen naked so I can walk behind you. I want to see your butt in its full glory, along with your long luscious legs and very sexy back." She just bursts out laughing at him then turns and walks slowly to the kitchen and her walk is a little stilted not quite as graceful as usual and he grins knowing he did that. As she walks away from him she turns her head looking back at him over her shoulder with a mischievous grin on her face, "like what you see?"
This snaps him out of his reverie and he looks at her grinning, "Yup and I will love looking at it for the rest of my life. Feel free to walk around the house naked all the time; in fact I think we should designate the house as a clothes free zone." He calls out following her down the hall.
"Oh really, even when Rye comes back?" Katniss teases him while pulling out a cheese bun from the fridge and biting into it with gusto.
"Well okay, not when Rye gets back, but how about at least for this weekend and then after he toasts with Madge." He looks at her hopefully.
He watches as Katniss looks his body up and down hungrily and he begins to respond to her gaze. "I'll agree to a naked weekend, but you will have to negotiate for more time after Rye leaves." She laughs at him, "and the only acceptable currency is orgasms and cheesebuns."
At that Peeta grins at her hungrily answering in a husky voice, "Oh I think that can be arranged Katniss Mellark."
