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Chapter Twenty-Two

Prim decided to spend New Year's Eve with her friends. Finnick and Annie invited Katniss and Peeta to spend the time with them. After a short deliberation, they decided they wouldn't be able to handle Johanna. And Haymitch and Effie weren't much for all night partying since they were both out of the party scene.

So they sat at home and cuddled on the couch while watching some movies. They decided to show each other their personal favorites.

They started with Katniss's choice, the musical Mama Mia! As it opened, she started humming along softly. She didn't realize she had actually been singing along until she cut her eyes to Peeta and he was staring with awe. She stopped suddenly.

"Why did you stop?" He asked. "That was beautiful."

She shook her head and shrugged. "I'm not the star of this movie." She cuddled close to him again and they settled into the movie once more.

He wasn't a big fan of musicals, but he liked it. Mostly he liked that Katniss sang along softly through some of the songs. She got bolder as the film went on and by the time the girls at the bachelorette party started the singing, "Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight. Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away." She got into it, she sat up and started dancing and then stood and moved around the room, singing along and really getting into it. When the song was over, she collapsed on top of him, winded and giddy.

He clapped and pulled her in for a deep kiss. "Thank you for that performance."

"You looked like you were getting bored." She trailed her fingers down his cheek. "We don't have to watch the rest.

"No, I want to. I like it." He kissed the tip of her nose. "I love hearing you sing."

She pressed him down on the couch and rested her head on his chest. She sang along to the rest of the movie.

"An hour until midnight." He noted as he moved from beneath her to change the DVD. He held up the movie and exclaimed, "Flying V!" He chuckled and switched it out. He returned to the couch and pulled her back on top of him.

"I think I watched this when I was a kid, but I don't remember much." Katniss said. "I don't remember liking it."

"Just know that this movie is the best thing on the planet, in my opinion." He shifted a little uncomfortably.

"Something wrong?" She asked.

"Would it be weird for you if I take my leg off?"

"No, of course not." She moved away and watched as he removed his prosthetic and sit it underneath the coffee table.

He pulled her on top of him again and sighed. "Much better."

This viewing was much quieter. They paused in the middle to count down the New Year and then went right back to The Mighty Ducks. After sharing a deep kiss, of course. The movie ended and they lay still.

"You asleep?" Peeta asked.

Katniss stretched a little. "Almost."

"You can't sleep yet."

She rested her chin on his chest. "And why not?"

"Because I'm going to ravish you, Katniss."

She giggled. "Ravish me? Are you a pirate?"

He gave her a boyish grin and smoothed his hand over her hair. "Well, I do have the one leg. Argh!" He chuckled and pulled her in for a kiss. "Did you like my movie?"

"It was about as good as I remember. That quacking part is still dumb."

"What?" He asked. "That's the best part. They're a team."

"You can be a team without some dumb gimmick."

He shook his head. "Quack."

"No."

"Quack, quack, quack." He dug his fingers into her sides and continued quacking.

She laughed and wiggled away. "Enough! Let's go to bed."

"Okay, to bed." He hopped off to the bedroom quickly. "I need you naked." He called over his shoulder.

"What about your leg?" She asked as she followed.

"I'll get it in the morning." He pulled his shirt off over his head as he stopped at her bedroom door and threw it at her face. "Come on, pretty lady."

She laughed and shed her clothes as she walked into the room after him. She kicked the door closed and took in his form as he lay on the bed completely naked. She removed her last article of clothing and stood with her hand on her hip. She grinned as his erection grew a bit more before her eyes.

"I like what I see." He said with a seductive smirk.

"I can tell."

He crooked his finger and beckoned her forward. "Let me touch you."

She walked slowly toward him and stood beside the bed. He lifted up a hand to touch her and she grabbed it. She kissed his knuckles and sat down on the edge of the mattress. She kept his hand in hers on her lap and lifted her other hand to cup his cheek. She slowly moved her hand down his neck and over his chest, pausing to feel the beat of his heart. Then she moved on, taking in the shape of his stomach. It wasn't completely flat, but he wasn't fat either. She moved her hand over his hip and down his left leg to its end.

"Do you ever feel like the rest is still there?" She asked softly as she slid her hand back up.

"Sometimes." He squeezed her hand. "Like it'll feel like the bottom of my foot itches, but when I reach down, I remember it isn't there."

"And it hurts sometimes?"

"When I'm on it too much or decide to take a hike or walk too much without the proper padding."

"If you ever want me to massage it, just let me know." She stretched out over him and kissed him softly.

"I'll definitely take you up on that offer." He smoothed his hand over her back and squeezed her bottom. "You gonna be on top this time?"

"Do you want me to be?" She pressed kisses over his cheeks, forehead, eyes, nose, chin, and lips. "Because I totally can be."

"I want you to be."

She pushed herself up. She smiled down at him. "I thought you were going to ravish me?"

He chuckled. "Well, if that's what you want…"

She shrugged.

He rolled her quickly onto her back and pinned her arms above her head. He smiled wickedly before he lowered his head to suck hard on her neck. She moaned and bucked her hips against his. A groan left his throat as she pressed against his erection. He bit her shoulder before he moved up and caught her mouth in a hard, hungry kiss.

Katniss rubbed against his length as he continued to kiss her. She loved the way he squirmed above her. She smiled against his lips before he moved away to find the condom. She groaned and followed, kissing his shoulders and running her hands all over him.

"You know, I could look into getting on the pill." She said as he hovered over her once more.

"I don't mind."

"I don't really either." She cupped his face. "But we can cut out a step."

He brushed a kiss over her shoulder. "We'll talk about it later." He slipped inside her. "Time to ravish you, my little wench."

She laughed. "No, baby, don't."

He joined her. "Just trying something new."

"It doesn't sound right."

"I agree." He started moving slowly, kissing her softly from time to time.

She moaned his name and clutched at him. She was gloriously on fire and every stroke only made her burn brighter. Just when she thought she would combust, he stopped.

Her eyes popped open. "What are you doing?"

He panted. "I don't want to be done yet."

Katniss smiled and caught his mouth. "We have other nights."

"You promise?" Peeta asked, a little worry in his voice.

"I promise not to just give up when we have our first fight." She kissed him once more. "Now finish. I want to go to sleep."

He chuckled and began moving, this time with much more gusto. They came loudly just moments apart. He rolled away and stared at the ceiling.

"That was liberating." She sighed.

He gave her a questioning look.

"With Prim in the next room. We have to keep so much restraint."

"It's weird when I remember." He admitted. "She doesn't know about the leg."

"Are you going to say anything?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. She may already suspect. It's not like I've hidden it."

She rolled over and rubbed the leg in question. "Not really. But you don't leave this room unless you're wearing pants. And that may be fine since it's winter, but when it warms up, are you going to keep doing it?"

"I don't guess so." He slid his hand up her arm. "So birth control?"

She chuckled. "What do you think?"

"It's up to you. You know I'm clean, I know you are. It mostly is pregnancy concerns. So you can take a pill or wear a patch or get a shot, but it's on you. It's not entirely fair."

"You're ridiculous."

"What?"

"From what I understand, most men would be happy with the prospect of not having to wear a condom for a long time."

He shrugged. "You're going to be putting new hormones in your body. That could be uncomfortable, especially as you're adjusting to it. It could still be ineffective. And there are possible dangerous side-effects."

She gave him a puzzled look. "You've read up on this?"

"Until a few months ago, I was a single art teacher just out of college. I had time on my hands."

She shook her head. "You're the perfect boyfriend."

He smirked and pulled her close. "I do what I can."

"You do a good job."