Kinkiness - damn you Cashmere! ) Hunger Games are not mine.

I head back to my room just as they announce the Feast. An item they all need. Ceaser goes on to show what is in the bags. Cato and Clove would receive food since they are unable to feed themselves after Katniss blew up the food supplies. Thresh would get a body armor, to protect him from Katniss and Cato. And Foxface would receive a special sleeping bag to keep her warm. Of course, Katniss and Peeta get the mediciene for Peeta's leg.

I decide to talk to Haymitch again.

"If she gets that medicine, Peeta and her can win. You don't have a spark if she's stuck in crazy world out of guilt for having killed him! Because you know he will volunteer to be killed for her."

Haymitch turns and looks at me, his eyes are very strained, "Get out Finnick. I have to think."

He has never brushed me off like that. I shake my head, he's being so cruel to those kids. I head back out and watch Haymitch send Katniss sleeping syrup to keep Peeta asleep. Naturally he doesn't want her to go. He really does love her. It's never been questioned.

I hear whines from the Sponsor room as Katniss heads off, leaving a dying and sleeping Peeta behind. I feel so bored. Usually I'd either be home, or partying with Haymitch and Chaff. But they're both busy, and it's still not time to take down the Capitol. I am just stuck in a weird time.

I suppose I can give into my Capitol side, and sit and drink wines with other people and comment on these blood games. But I'd rather not. I see Cashmere moping around. She sees me and lights up.

"You bored too? I'm waiting for Ebonaria, but she still has both of her kids." Cashmere licks her lips a bit. It interests me. She pushes her hand through her hair in a very provocative manner.

I clench my jaw a bit, "Yea, I'd like to be home with Annie... but I am waiting for Chaff and Haymitch." Cashmere deliberately pushes her large breasts against the tightly bound shirt and pops open a button, letting her breasts spill out. My breathing gets faster. I can feel a bit of sweat trickle on the back of my neck. You can't say she isn't gorgeous.

She looks up at me from those crystal eyes, "Annie hmm...? I could keep you," she steps in closer and whispers in my ear, "company." She purrs a bit. I step back, distancing myself.

"No, I can't Cash..." My tongue starts twisting itself. Half my mind continues to lust after the dirty memories and times we've had before. But the other part pictures innocent Annie at home, waiting for me and only me.

"It's not your fault Finnick. The Capitol has made people like you and me sex addicts." She squeezes my bicep. "They've made us grow accustomed to always being pleasured." She gives out a moan, "and I need to be pleasured." She growls at me as she pulls me into a bathroom.

It's an interesting bathroom. One that includes showers and toilets, but for both sexes. Cashmere throws me into one of the stalls. I quickly rip off my shirt. As she frisks my body. Planting kisses along my golden skin. I pull at her hair as things begin pumping faster and faster in my system.

She grabs a potted plant sitting on top of the porcelain bowl and throws it at the ground, shattering bits of glass around our naked bodies. She grabs a piece and runs it along her navel, cutting fresh blood into her pure white skin. She licks the bloody piece of glass. You can tell she was a career.

I wrap my body around hers as I slam her into the door. She screams out in pain and I continue to thrust her violently into a pulp. Her breathing causes her breasts to heave up and down. She scratches my back in agony and I feel the blood trickle down. It hurts, and it stings.

I angrily rip her hair and shove her head down into my crotch as I grab onto the wall in front of me and prepare myself. I feel her warm mouth wrap around my engorged cock. It feels so good. She knows where she's at too. My eyes roll back as delight trickles through my body. I hear the soft sucking noises being made by her mouth and then she pauses. I hear a click on the stall door.

Johanna is standing there. Her eyes are a little red. And her cheeks begin to flush. Cashmere brushes her off but Johanna just stares at me. I feel dirty. Disgusting even. She knows how much I love Annie. And what am I doing? I open my mouth to explain but find on her lips on mine.

And we keep going. Her tongue wrestles mine in a steamy way as Johanna removes her top. Cashmere continues to do her thing as my entire body gets the full treatment. I hold Johanna steadily as I reach the top level of my excitement. I feel everything in my body about to burst. Cashmere comes back to me just in time and leans her body against mine and starts kissing again as my frothy white liquid doses Johanna's clothes on the ground.

All three of us are now groaning now. All three sex slaves, enjoying each other's company. I can't even count how long we continue. We all hear a shot of the cannon and decide that we've all suppressed enough urges for now. The girls leave, as Cashmere offers an undershirt to Johanna since hers is ruined. Johanna refuses and walks out without a top. I decide to stay.

I make my way over to the showers and turn the water on the coldest setting there is. It trickles over my body and freezes. I give in and turn the water to a steamy temperature. Washing my body clean of everything. I try to wash my mouth and get rid of the lips from other girls that aren't Annie. The hands of those that aren't Annie. But I can't even begin to wash over the area below, because Annie is definitely not there.

I slide my back down, watching the water drown into the drain. I pull my knees towards my chest and push my head in between them. I take a few breaths, I can't tell if it's the water or if I am actually crying but I feel low. I am not the victim this time. I am the person who caused this. My head shifts a little and I begin to think as I watch the steam fill the proximity of the room.

Cashmere was right. I am an addict. I am. And Snow turned me into one. It's not just him, I let him. It felt so good when I started. Then it started to hurt Annie, even if she had no clear idea, I know it hurt her. And now it just hurts me too. I feel my body. It aches and my penis is swollen as if it is pleading with me for air. I notice the little red dots around it. I'm surprised Cashmere put her mouth on it. I guess it's still a big deal to say you sucked Finnick regardless of what it looked like.

I even kissed my best friend. I slam my head to the back of the wall. Now we will never overcome that. Sex has done nothing for me. I don't like it. I swear through the steamy air I see Annie walking towards me, but it's no one. I remember that night. It didn't even feel like sex with her and I. It was just love.

I pick myself up and redress. I notice my shirt has white sticky liquid plastered to it as well so I leave it there and head out. The cool air from outside sweeps over my bare chest. It's cold.