First time is supposed to be sweet and gentle, well, it's how Effie envisioned it to be. It's not like it's really her first time having sex. It's far from it but it's her first time with Haymitch and it wasn't gentle. She should've known. He was never gentle. It's part of what she likes about him.

The way he slammed her against the wall of his bedroom was brutal. Her back complained but her head was over the clouds. She begged him not to tear her clothes because she didn't bring extra dress with her at his house. Her suitcases were at the train. He obliged but took it off in a haste.

Haymitch stepped back just to get a full view of her naked body which made her conscious a bit despite her being confident in her own body. Once he's satisfied, he pushed her onto his bed. Normally, she would've complained about the untidiness of his bed but the situation was not normal. She didn't get a chance to comment on it because his hand found the spot between her thighs.

"Haymitch…" she uttered in a slight moan.

She could've sworn she heard him chuckled and then growled. He kept on playing her while he's watching her dissolve under him. He saw her struggling to hold back. She doesn't want to come just yet but she cannot help it. Haymitch leaned down her ears.

"Come for me, sweetheart", he whispered in a dangerously low tone that excites her more and she just lost it.

He didn't give her time to recover. He entered her hard and Effie just totally lost her brain. She knows what's happening was not smart. It was far from smart and she should stop but she couldn't. The overflowing pleasure has taken her body and she didn't want to stop.

Haymitch was rough. He wasn't gentle unlike her lovers back at the Capitol who used to pamper her, obey her requests. He wanted to take what he wants and that means all of her. He looked at her and she expected to see fury. Perhaps, he's screwing her to get back at the Capitol but there's none. She saw possessiveness in his eyes. She saw that hunger and lust and care all at once. It made her heart fluttered in her chest. Before she knows it, she came again followed by him.

He crushed on top of her. They were both sweaty and panting and she knew she would have to take an emergency touch up in his bathroom because she needs to appear on stage. Once he pulled out of her, she felt a little incomplete. She felt cold. He, on the other hand, looked a little bit alarmed.

"What is it?" she asked.

"I came inside you. I didn't use any condoms. Shit", he answered and starting to panic.

"Relax. I'm on the pill. We're good", she said and he immediately relaxed.

Effie sat right up to collect her clothes. She's thankful they're all intact. She feared he might've ruined them.

"God, you're beautiful", he muttered as he watched her get dressed.

She turned to him with a frown.

"Did you just pay me a compliment?" she asked.

He scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Sweetheart, I always pay you compliments. I don't just express it well", he answered.

It's true. It always comes out wrong in his mouth but he does pay her compliments here and there. She smiled a little before checking herself on the mirror.

"I need to fix this. I cannot go on stage looking like this", she muttered while straightening her dress.

"You will still look the most beautiful woman in Panem even though your wig is crooked", he commented and that sent her to panic.

She rushed to his bathroom with her purse to fix her wig and her makeup. He just laughed and got dressed himself. He loves seeing her going to panic mode because of her appearance. He will never get fashion but it's always fun to see her go crazy over it.

Once she's done and he's done, he pulled her to him before she opened the door.

"Haymitch, we're going to be late", she said.

He pressed his lips on hers and then breathe her scent in. They're about to go out there to sentence another pair of children to death. It's his last moment of solitude before the season starts. He wants to savor it.

"This is not smart at all, is it?" he asked while his face is buried on her neck.

"No, not at all", she answered.

"Do you want to stop?" he asked again.

"I don't think I want to", she answered.

"It's dangerous for you. People I around me tend to disappear or die because of me", he said.

…like his girl, his family, his friends.

"I am not that easy to get rid of. I thought you know that by now", she said and then pulled back from him.

She gave him her natural smile and it made him smile in return. He has learned to see past the escort makeup by now. He can see her. He can see the real her.

"Yeah 'cause you're fucking stubborn", he joked.

"Language", she snapped and it only made him laughed.

They stayed like that for a few minutes before Effie took a deep breath. No matter how much she wants to remain like that with him, she can't. She has a job to do and the whole Panem will be watching. She cannot risk it.

"We have to go, Haymitch", she said.

"I know. This is going to be a hard year but I am right here, yeah? I got your back", he said.

"I know. I got yours too", she replied.

That is a pact. They are a team now. They are probably more than a team but they're not going to say that out loud.

"Let's go kick off the season", he said.


I am not that well-verse when writing smuts but I did my best. Game season is starting. Are you ready?