Hey, guys, I'm sorry it took so long, I just really had a damn lot on my mind.

Anyways, our one year anniversary is really close and I'm so excited, I think I might write a long, loooong chapter for that day and a lot of thanks to all the reviewers and the ones that alerted this story.

Thank you so much, it's a pleasure of mine to write and I'm so glad that there are some out there who actually like and read my aberrations.

Thank you! ~xx snuff.

Undisclosed Desires

Chapter 36

-HPOV-

*past*

"Summer's ending."

We were both on the beach, regarding the sunset.

"I know." he said, pressing kisses on my hair.

"I read somewhere that the sunset takes place only when the sun cuts his wrists and the blood starts dripping on the sky. The sun is bathing in the sky's water, letting the blood flow and fill his tub."

"Sadistic.", he commented, raising my chin with his index finger and kissing me hungrily. He was so, so soft, warm, arousing and loving. I was simply melting against his lips, moving along him and trying to claim all of him for myself.

His hands were pushing me against him, feeling my curves and squeezing my buttocks. I was all hot and bothered, softly reacting to his warmth. "I want you." he breathed. My cheeks got an even deeper shade of redness – if that was possible –. I decided to ignore his statement and focused on his lips and his touch which seemed to be everywhere, teasing my senses and overcoming my body with delight. Oh, God, wasn't it too much for me…

I was nervous and I found it quite peculiar that even in times like those, my self-loathe still boomed my mind. Well, I knew he was way more experienced than I could have ever imagined and I just didn't want to make a fool out of myself – again. I guess I was more than desperate to keep him away from seeing me the way I saw myself or the way they did. I knew Marina found me more than boring, rather disgusting. I knew I tried not to seem to care because my ego was extravagantly huge, which was odd, because I was one of the most introverted people that I knew – well, maybe there was Svette; but she was rather more bored than depressed. Same went with Helga.

Well, fuck.

"What's wrong?" he asked, nibbling at my ear. His breath sent soft delicious shivers on my skin.

"Nuthin'.", I managed to mumble while I opened my lips to welcome him. He sucked my tongue in his mouth.

I felt like my body was arranging itself after his; we fit. I wanted more.

I wanted him to love him when he hated me, to love me when he despised me, to love me when I scarred him most, to love me when he saw my lowest lows, to love me when I showed him my highest highs, to love me when I was beautiful – and I only claimed my moments of prettiness from time to time –, to love me, love me, love me.

"I want you." he breathed.

(I need you, I breathe you, I'd never leave you)

Want me, I thought. Crave for me. I need this.

His hand cupped my breasts through my shirt, feeling me and the line of my curves.

"Get a damn room, kids!" a male voice rang to our ears. We broke our kiss and I suppressed a flushed giggle. A bald man was glaring at us, holding his daughter's (?) hand.

We both laughed and I rose, shuddering the sand away from my sun-burned skin. He followed my lead, raising and catching my hand is his. We chained our fingers together and he picked my bag and our stuff with his free arm. I couldn't help but laugh sparkly and he mimicked, rushing me under the sun's warm and relentless waves; summer wine.

During our entire walk, he couldn't keep his hands of me – or his pants on. He was briefly, suggestively and hungrily grinding himself against me, catching the glares of the passers-by and attracting my shameless giggles.

(we get down every Friday night, dancing and grinding in the pale moonlight)

I felt…beautiful, maybe even wanted. I just wanted him to hold me close and tell me that I was his.

(tell me you own me)

I gazed at him from time to time, just to assure myself that he actually was there, and, as extremely incredible as it seemed/was, he wanted me, that petite girl who couldn't make herself noticed without putting up a hell of a fight with her natural born introversion.

But he was, he was there, warm and smiling and incredibly hot and more mine than ever.

"Where do you want to go?" he smiled, caressing my cheek with his index finger.

"You choose." I smiled back, leaning in for a big kiss. My smile didn't retreat as our lips met and it was all so fulfilling and beautiful.

"Well, I might have something in mind." he murmured against my lips, puckering and folding them again and again.

He brought our hands together and swayed them. "When marimba rhythms start to play…" I started, laughing.

He smirked. "Daaance with me, make me swaaay." He locked my own arms intertwined with his around me, starting on a smooth rhythm.

"What are you doing?!" I gasped, as he swayed me, circling me around the small street which were on.

"Swaying you." he grinned, ignoring the people's stares and the flashes of damn cameras.

"Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore…" I continued, dwelled in his medieval slow dance.

"Hold me close, sway me more." He said quietly, nuzzling in the crook of my neck, inhaling and swaying along.

"Here we are." he welcomed.

"Lovers' Park? Really?" I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Yes, really, sweetheart."

It was like a fucking enormous pink attraction park, only with heart-shaped balloons and smiley women and headlines as "LoveTub" or "10 Minutes of UNLIMITED Love, 7$".

"Welcome to the LOVE: Lover's Park." a woman squeaked. She was dressed in a pink petite dress with a generous cleavage, peach blonde hair put up in a pony tail and a glued stick smile. She was dominating the pink giant gate which announced the entrance to that hell.

Actually, if I was to think, the gesture was quite sweet, coming from Mr. Odair II, but her glued smile and the way she started batting her eyes at Finn made my palms sweat nervously and I couldn't help but glare.

I smiled back politely, rolling my eyes to Finnick.

I tried to make my way to the entrance, but her arm blocked me. "No, no, darling." she giggled. I raised my eyebrows, already going for a killer bore.

She 'tsktsk'-ed me and pointed to a sign (also pink!) which was hung out next to the 'Love Gates'. I narrowed my eyes, not bothering to hide my annoyance, and read:

THEME PARK REGULATIONS

This theme park is open only to couples.

Couple-like behaviour is expected of all entrants while in the park.

All couples must prove their relationship at the entrance.

You had got to be kidding me.

"After you kiss, you may enter the park, cuties." she went on with her clingy half-sentimental voice. She patted Finn on his shoulder, winking suggestively at him, which got me through interesting stages of annoyance.

"And where is your partner?" I smiled sweetly.

Finn muffled a chuckle next to me and I watched how the woman's face changed shades or bright red.

He grabbed and pressed me against him, crushing my lips with him. I responded, grabbing his hair and sliding my tongue in his mouth. I could feel his raising smile and I quickened my kisses, while he handled and outstood every single one of them.

He broke our kiss and brought me to his chest, kissing my forehead. "Be nice." he whispered, running his right hand through my hair and I obeyed, smiling in his clothes which had his well-known sea scent.

Amazing.

When we both turned around, the woman from before was still visibly flushed and avoiding our (or at least mine) gaze. She mimicked that we could go in and my interior self dropped a content 'HA!'

We made our way in and, well, I guess I had to admit that it was quite spectacular; lights which blinded me, a bright pink everywhere which somehow didn't come out as an old kitsch, couples everywhere, holding hands and laughing beautifully. God, I still couldn't hold my natural born repulse against couples, but, oh well.

"Where to first, LOVE LOVE CAFÉ or LOVE LOVE LENJERIE?" he teased.

"Anywhere where the headline doesn't include 'Love love'.", I sighed, grabbing his hand and resting my head on his chest while we walked.

"I don't think that's possible, sweetheart." he laughed.

And he was right. There was no available headline which didn't include the word 'love' at least two damn times.

"Can we go now?" I tried.

"Not a chance."

I rolled my eyes and I caught the sight of an enormous teddy bear, with fluffy cotton ears and a red bowtie. "OH MY GOD, I WANT ONE!" I yelped.

He looked down at me, amused. "You want a teddy bear size Godzilla?"

"OH MY GOD IT'S SO CUTE, it looks like my dog, ohmygod, ohmygod, pleaaase, pleaasee, c'mon you brought me here and I'm not good at throwing balls or whatever it's there, pleaase, Finn, my birthday's coming soon, pleasee."

"Your birthday is in like six months." he teased.

"Oh, does the time fly!" I giggled.

"Fine.", he said and I brightened up immediately and started jumping up and down next to him, supporting myself on his broad shoulder.

"Love Balls." I read aloud and we both laughed.

"What do I have to do to get the lady that teddy bear?", Finn asked, smiling crookedly at the woman from the counter who was barely standing straight on her feet now.

"10 balls straight to the hole." she stammered, blushing and fixing her gaze on her feet. "But," she prompted and I rolled my eyes as the forever macho man raised his eyebrow, amused, "we could get you another offer, I mean it's early and -"

"It's okay." Finn laughed. "I'll manage."

To my surprise, he did. He got the 10 holes straight and afterwards offered me my teddy bear with his charming and sincere smile. He knew I couldn't resist this smile and I almost melted, grabbing the teddy bear and holding it tight to my chest.

"It kinda looks like you." he noted.

He motioned for me to give him a kiss and I rose on my fingertips and kissed his right cheek softly. He winked at me. "Wait here, I'll go grab some drinks. I hope they have something else but pink soda. Pink beer, how'd that be." he laughed and I joined.

I watched him as he trailed off, smiling to myself. Looked like I had made a habit of smiling constantly that day.

"You're so lucky. I wish I had such a loving boyfriend, too." the woman from the counter sighed. "And his looks..!"

I muttered a 'thank you' and frowned. Was that the case?

I managed not to think of her words anymore as Finn returned with two glasses of cherry schnapps, looking really down and disappointed. "No beer?" I asked. "No beer." he sighed and I was taken by a laugh crisis.

Needless to say, I kept that teddy bear ever since and named it Felix.

It kinda looked like him.

Tanananana. So, if you remember the third or fourth chapter, next in line in 'past' there is the motel aaand. Eheheh. Anyways, sorry again for the delay, but I had so much on my head and writing competitions and ah! ~xx snuff.