DISCLAIMER: I OWN NONE OF THE CHARACTERS.
Author's Note: Okay, the number before the text doesn't indicate the chapter. It actually represents the men in Kat's life. Like Gale was -one- and Finnick was -two- and Cato is -three-, so it would remain at -three- until Katniss changes men. That is all. ~Enjoy.
-three-
Cato took me to a beach party my on the first week of my summer vacation. The smell of the sea was sharp in my nose as I downed my fifth tequila shot. With my newly found liquid courage, I braved the dance floor and I began dancing with some exotic looking Spanish guy. His hands were lower than I wanted it to be, and his hips a little too close to my ass, but I didn't mind, his presence in the dance floor made me feel like I can also dance too. We were gyrating in the middle of our second song when Cato pulled me away from the scene and dragged me in one of the restroom stalls.
Cato's body was painfully crushing my breasts to the stall wall when he reached under my flimsy dress. I let out a little Oh! when I heard him rip my underwear. Mine he murmured in my ear as he pressed his thumb on my clit. He inserted two fingers in me while silently cooing yes, my good girl in my ear. Then his fingers was replaced by his cock. Oh fuck Kat, so tight.
I was cleaning myself up when question popped in my head. What was that about anyways? It's so unlike of you to take me so hastily. Cato looked at my reflection in the mirror. I just got jealous, that's all. I mean, I thought we were here together then I saw you dancing with that guy. Just a possessive boyfriend I suppose.
Boyfriend. The word echoed through my head as Cato drove me home that night, and the next day during my shift at the Cafe. It left tingles on my body, and I find it interesting that a single word has the ability to make me as giddy as a schoolgirl. I surprised Cato with a peck on the cheek when he picked me up after my shift. Feeling happy I presume? Cato asked playfully. What's got you so giddy today? He asked. Nothing, I'm just giving my boyfriend a kiss. I replied, grinning like an idiot.
I was with Cato well into the summer. I'm a regular during their band practices and Johanna, their vocalist loves having me around. Finally, another female presence in here! she commented the first time Cato brought me. Being someone's girlfriend was nice. I had a lot of firsts with Cato. My first ever movie night, the first time ever someone gave me flowers, and also my very first threesome. Come on Kat, it'll be fun, plus you'll have four hands fondling you instead of two Cato said. He flashed me one of his winning smiles, the ones you really can't say no to. I nodded my head and Cato whooped.
-three- & -four-
Cato drove me to an unfamiliar house that night. Here take this, it'll take your nerves off. He said, handing me a yellow pill with a smiley face on it. Ecstasy. I've seen it before since it was Finnick's favorite party drug but never tried one. It's fine Kat, trust me. Cato said with a smile. I swallowed the yellow pill dry and followed Cato in the house.
A blonde man with a bulky build welcomed us at the door. There you guys are! I'm Rye by the way He said offering me a hand. I was reaching for his hand when he pulled me to his body and kissed me square on the mouth. We'll have so much fun tonight I heard Cato say from my back.
Rye's room had a large bed. The ecstasy must be kicking in because I suddenly felt like my clothes are sticking to my skin uncomfortably. I reached for the hem of my dress, pulling it off me. Ahh, so much better. When I opened my eyes, Rye was watching me from the door, clicking it shut before stripping his shirt. She gets right down to business doesn't she Cato? Rye said. That's my girl. Cato said with a big smile. More articles of clothing were stripped, and before I knew it, I was on my knees in between Cato and Rye, their cocks deep in my throat. Ahh, yes, Kat, so good. Cato or Rye said. I didn't even know anymore. My drug addled mind just wanted to feel, and everything was soo damn hot.
I came the first time when Rye took me from behind and Cato's cock was fucking my mouth. It was such a glorious experience of being so full that my body can't handle it anymore. My orgasm seemed to last a long time and Rye had to hold my hips upright to keep me from buckling down. My second orgasm occurred as I was riding Cato, his fingers nimbly stimulating clit. Rye's fingers twisting my nipples only seemed to help me reach my ultimate release.
I woke up in a bed of naked of men. The first thing I noticed was the white substance on my breast. Ugh, better clean up. The shower helped me clear my head, but I was extremely thirsty. I creeped downs the hallway into the kitchen. I was drinking my second cup of water when I heard the floorboard creek. Uhm, Rye I hope you don't mind, I got thirs- I turned around and was met with blue eyes.
He looks like Rye, but not quite. Katniss. He said. I was surprised that he knew my full name. Only my mother calls me that. How did he- Uhh, Here He said, handing me his robe. I suddenly felt self-conscious, I was only wearing Cato's shirt under my panties since I cannot locate my dress. I grabbed the robe and wrapped myself with it. It smelled like dill. Thanks. I better get back. I said, leaving the man with blue eyes gaping behind my back.