Game of Life: The Victors' Lexicon Chapter 71: Johanna Mason, a hunger games fanfic

Chapter 71: Johanna Mason

I stand in my robes on the Southwest Portico of the Governor's Mansion, once the Justice Building for the former District 7. It is a beautiful spring day, not a cloud in the sky. Peacekeepers are stationed up and down the steps and surrounding the balcony from where I am to make my inaugural address.

The Chief State Justice of the Peace regards me with a smile as I take one deliberate step forward.

"Are you prepared to renew your oath, Governor?"

"I am," I grin.

"Raise your right hand and repeat after me – I, Johanna Alexandra Mason, do solemnly swear…"

"I, Johanna Alexandra Mason, do solemnly swear…"

"…. That I will faithfully execute the Office of Governor of the State of Mason…"

"…. And will to the best of my ability…"

"…. Preserve, protect, defend, and uphold the Constitution of the Republic of Panem, and all the rights of its citizens herein…"

"So help you God?"

"So help me God."

"Congratulations, Governor. Very best wishes," the Chief State Justice shakes my hand as the people of Mason gathered below erupt into cheers. I can't help but beam with pride as I step up to the lectern to give my State of the State Address.

I hadn't moved on from the war thinking I was going to be a politician. I returned to my home of District 7 because it needed me to help rebuild. When the people here unanimously elected me Governor in a referendum that also applied to President Paylor for statehood, I was shocked. What was everyone thinking? But I didn't shirk the duty placed before me, serving these last six years in an interim period before the voters went to decide whether or not to keep me on for a full, four-year term. I ended up getting unanimously elected – again – and polls show I'm the most popular Governor of the 12 (soon to be 15) States of Panem.

When I finish my speech, I turn to my security detail as they prepare to transfer me into the security of the Governor's mansion. Despite his face being turned into the walkie-talkie under his suit jacket, I can still hear him call, in an unusually loud voice, "Jabberjay is on the move! Jabberjay is on the move!"

I can only roll my eyes and smile. That crazy man…. always taking things so seriously….

When I return to my office and lock the door, I find that he is there waiting for me, and that we are alone. Gale Hawthorne, head of my Security Detail, smiles at me radiantly.

"Congratulations, Governor. Wonderful speech."

I stalk towards him, smirking as I seize the collar of his tuxedo. "Shut up and kiss me, gorgeous." And I yank his face down to mine and mash my lips along his.

It only takes seconds for the kiss to deepen and soon we are very involved. I shiver when Gale's calloused, meaty hands encircle my waist and dip lower to feel up my curved bum through my robes, bunching the flesh in his fists.

"Hmmmm…." I purr, my mouth dimpling into a true smile along his plundering tongue and shrugging my shoulders, I let my robes slip off and pool to the floor at my feet. Gale asserts himself by groping under my thighs and I help him when I raise my leg and hook it around the back of his knees. My lover hoists me up into the air and I climb him like the trees I used to scale back home. We're making out ferociously now, and my deft fingers dart down to his pelvis that is now rutting against my belly and making me very wet.

"Hmmm…. Mmmm…. Gorgeous…. G-Gale…."

I move to help him unclip his belt, threading it out of the loops and hurling it away, while using my free hand to palm and squeeze his burgeoning erection through his pants. Soon as I free him, I clasp his shaft in my fist, stroking and pumping it madly.

Growling, Gale shifts me down slightly to line up our entrances and I fold my legs about him completely, shivering as he shoves the leggings of my pantsuit down past my bony hips. I feel the man choke around my probing tongue when he realizes I went without underwear for my inauguration.

He shoves into me with the wild passion of a mutt, and throwing back my head, I cry out.

"SNOW'S ROSES, HAWTHORNE!"

"Ssssh!" Gale shushes me, cheekily winking and I smack his chest over the absolutely smug look he has on his face. The growl bubbling in my throat exits as a groan as my lover begins to move about inside me. He slams all the way into me, his tip reaching the depths of me at just the right angle, and I let out something between a squeak and a sigh. Seizing his incredibly toned ass cheeks in my fists, I furiously match him thrust for thrust, the man working up a truly remarkable pace.

"Gods, who taught you how to fuck?" I gasp.

"Slag…. Heap…" Gale grunts through another barrage of him pounding into me.

"Mmmmmm!... Hmmmmm…" I bury my face into his neck and rub my sex furiously against his length.

"Jo….. Jo….." Gale breathes in awe, and I grin devilishly. Lifting my lips to his earlobe, I hiss:

"You may address me as Governor…"

"Panem be Saved, what you do to me, woman…"

"Save your breath, hunk. Fuck me!"

Spinning us, Gale dumps me onto my desk and clambers onto the mahogany wood to straddle me. He half falls on me with the force of his next thrust, and up snap my hips.

"Harder….. Faster…. HARDER!" I wail. "Huhhhh….. Uhhhh… Oh, Snow's roses, Gale, I'm gonna goddamn cum…. You better not stop…."

Sweat is pouring into my eyes. His sweat is dripping from his forehead to skim off my nose, and he dips his head to kiss it away before capturing my lips so I can taste my own salt on him. It's been close to twenty minutes of shagging like wild mutts, and he is only just beginning to tire. My Head of Security truly is a beast.

And then he says something that truly makes me quiver, delivered in nothing but a hiss along the seam of my lips.

"I love you….."

My entire cunt seizes up in that moment, and I scream and squeal my release into his mouth.

"GALE! JESUS FUCK!"

I explode all around, and my muscles contract around his impressive dick so completely that it makes him lose control and with another ram, he tumbles over the edge after me. Gale Hawthorne collapses on me in flushed exertion before rolling off of me, and completely off the desk as well to sprawl on the floor.

After allowing a moment to get my heart rate returned to normal, I languidly slide my naked and slick body off of the Governor's desk and calmly walk around my paramour, inspecting him. I watch his eyes travel up the lengths of my creamy thighs before stopping at the apex of my thighs, staring at the beauty there that he just defiled so expertly. Glancing down at the man whimpering and flat on his back on the floor, I smirk in triumph.

"Like what you had, did you?"

Gale hisses. "Very." He starts to get up, a lustful glint in his eye that clearly indicates his desire to ravage me again, but I lightly rest a hand on his solid chest with a laugh.

"Down, boy. If you're good, you can have me for desert." Letting out a breathless sigh, I bend down and pick up my clothes, redressing quickly, though I leave my ostentatious Governor's robes where they are, pooled in a heap on the carpet. I can hear Gale zipping up his pants behind me; in the wall mirror, I can see him adjusting his suit coat, and seize the moment to blatantly check out his fine ass.

"Have you heard at all from your mother yet?" I ask casually.

"She and Vick are taking a tour of Capitol University. Posy's also tagging along."

"She's not even in high school yet!" I turn, half-grinning through my gawking mouth.

Gale just shrugs. "My sister's ambitious. Mom did say she hopes I'll bring you out there for Wintermas?"

Gliding up to him and craning my neck up, I give him a soft kiss. "Inspired idea," I murmur.

Giggling, we're about to deepen the kiss when there is a knock at my door. Gale and I quickly step apart and adjust our expressions into ones that are all business as I get out in a calm voice, "Come in."

Spruce, my Chief of Staff, bustles in, carrying a manila brief of documents. If he notices the haphazard sprawl of things on my desk that shifted during Gale's and my furious lovemaking, he doesn't comment on it. "Daily mail for you, Governor Mason."

"Thank you, Spruce." When I became Governor of this State, I instructed my staff to bring me a batch of ten letters a day from constituents, so that I may hear directly from the people.

"You might want to prioritize the envelope on top, ma'am. District 12…. I mean, Everdeen postage; I imagine it's urgent."

Spruce is eyeing me knowingly, and I try not to let my surprise show. There can only be one of three people writing me if the correspondence originated from the State of Everdeen post office. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Gale trying to pretend he isn't watching me with interest. He doesn't speak much about Brainless, though I've come to suspect they once had a thing, however brief. If she was the one to let Gale go, she was an idiot; then again, shacking up with Lover Boy was probably a level step, all things considered.

And speaking of Lover Boy…

It's his handwriting on the envelope at the top of this stack in the manila file folder. I quickly tear it open, scanning it line by line. Peeta has always made a point to keep in contact by letter writing – a dying art form. When she has a problem, the Edible Root mostly just calls. By the time I get to the bottom, I am hooting in shocked laughter.

"What? Jo, damn it all, what is it?!" Gale all but blasts out.

"Ohhhh…. I can't fucking wait to see Edible Root acting all fat and hormonal!"

"Catnip?" Gale has turned a little ashen. "This is about Katniss, right? Jo, what are you talking about?"

Turning to him, I step close and kiss him softly. When I draw back, my hazel eyes are twinkling. "Are you ready to attend a baby shower, Gorgeous?"

Gale is slow on the uptake, enough that his eyes briefly flit down to my stomach. It's noticeable enough that I feel the need to take Peeta's letter and thwap him upside the head with it.

"I'm not pregnant, babe!" My grin becomes wicked. "But someone you and I both tolerate…" He cocks an eyebrow. "OK, care about…. very much…. is." I bite my lip to contain a blast of laughter, waiting to gauge Gale's reaction when he gets it.

Soon as he does, he staggers into a dead faint onto the floor. My bark of a laugh lets fly and I fling myself on top of him to kiss him deeply.