sorry, university happened. and also story for this chapter...it's short and not my best job, but at least, I tried.
Effie was already wearing her sky blue, silk nightgown and a light pink and mint colored robe over it, when she stepped out into the corridor. It was dark, the lights were off. It was around midnight and the train was in deadly silence. Everyone was back in their rooms and most likely in deep dream. She knew she should get some sleep, as well. The next day would be long and hard for all of them and with the lack of sleeping she knew she wouldn't have strength to do everything as she was expected. But she also knew she didn't want to spend the night alone. She headed down on the corridor. Her destination was Haymitch's room. Light snuck under the door which meant he was still up. She entered without knocking. Her Mentor was nowhere to be found, but noises of a running shower were coming from the en-suite. She turned on the radio, so hopefully no one would hear what was about to happen in the room. She took her robe and carefully placed it on the back of his chair, soon it was followed by her nightgown. She took the band out of her hair, and let her natural blonde hair loosen under her shoulder. She went in the little bathroom. Before she would have stepped in the shower cabin, she watched Haymitch for a few seconds. Even though he was still drinking, it hadn't destroyed his body yet. He was still in good condition. He was still muscular and strong. He still was a Victor. Her Victor.
When she opened the glass door of the cabin, Haymitch felt as the cold air was hitting his back and turned around. He didn't even have time to blink; Effie was already in his arms, kissing along his shoulder, and then moving towards to his neck. She nuzzled his stubble, and enjoyed with closed eyes as it tickled the back of her nose. Her arms were already around his torso, she tucked her head under his chin. Haymitch said nothing just held her tight. His hand was resting on the small of her back and his thumb wrote circle on her smooth, white skin. The water was almost hot, but neither of them cared about it. Effie even enjoyed the burning touch of it on her skin. She just looked up when the water stopped.
"Your skin all red" Haymitch explained while he was reaching out for the towel. He wrapped it around her petite shape. He took her in his arms and carried her out of the small bathroom. He placed her on the right side of the bed- that was her spot if they slept together. Once she was in the bed, he wanted to leant up and get dressed, but Effie put her arms around his neck and pulled him on her. She hooked one of her legs around his.
"Stay" she mumbled. She peppered butterfly kisses on his neck and jaw. She untied the knot on the towel and let Haymitch to unwrap her. She arched her back, so he could pull it out from under her. The towel soon ended up on the floor right next to the bed. He locked her lips with his and gently slid in her. She moaned in their kiss once his full length was in her. He was surprised to notice that Effie took over the leading. She rolled him over on his back and rode him. Her movements were slow and gentle, just like his the night before. With that Haymitch had wanted to prove her he loved her, and now Effie wanted to apologize him for pulling his name out. He sat up and kissed her breasts. She clung to his shoulder.
Haymitch sensed she was close to her climax when she sped up. He gently mouthed her nipple and Effie lost it. She came with the whisper of his name on her lips. Haymitch followed her and let himself in her. She welcomed his final thrust with a moan. After their satisfaction they had some lazy moves, then Effie lowered herself on Haymitch. She snuggled up to his body. Her head rested on his chest, his arm was around of her waist. Effie played with the blonde hair of his chest. Haymitch was almost lulled to sleep by the waltz the radio was playing.
"I wish to die tonight" Effie whispered.
"Then who would help the kids to victory?" it was a flat joke and didn't put smile on her face. His arm tightened around her. He squeezed her upper arm gently.
"You"
"Without my bossy, annoying Escort? I'd never in hell be successful without you, Princess. We're a team, remember?" Effie didn't answer just turned on her stomach and propped herself on Haymitch's chest. Her breasts pressed to his side. He felt himself hardening again. She did magic to him. He got himself up whenever he saw her naked. Effie reached up to sweep a lock out of his face. Her hand rested on his chin. Haymitch grabbed her wrist and pressed a kiss in her palm, the placed both of their hands on his chest. His big one covered her soft, small one.
"I don't know how to feel" she breathed "I'm glad that you won't go back, and I still have you by my side, but…the children. One of them has to die. Or both"
"Don't think about it now, Effie!" warning was in his voice. He put his arms around her and rolled her on her back. One of his arms rested under her head as a pillow, and the other crossed her stomach. He stroked her smooth skin with his thumb right under her breast. Their legs entangled "Until we are on this bloody train, don't think about what's gonna happen in that fucking city, or in the next two weeks"
"Then make me forget what is about to happen" she whispered. Her hand ran up on his arm until his face. She leaned up a little and kissed him "Make me believe I'm in safe" she kissed along his jaw "Make me believe it's just a bad dream and when I'm wake up I'll be free to love you" she finally reached his ear "Make love to me" she breathed almost soundlessly.
Haymitch gently pulled his arm under her head and cupped her face. He locked her lips with his. As he deepened their kiss, his hand left her face and found its way to her breast. He cupped it and started to massage it gently. He overlaid her. Effie's legs were almost immediately around his hips. When he entered in her gently, she welcomed him with soft moans.
They were slow and gentle…again. The fear of losing one other made them be more romantic, show their true feelings. Even though, it was awful to say but Haymitch was got used to losing the ones he loved, but Effie wasn't. She knew she cared more about the children than she should have. Not to mention Haymitch. But…one couldn't force the feelings to stop, right? And as crazy as it was, Effie followed what her heart whispered. And that whisper was to stand with those she loved.
She came with his name on her lips. Once, he slid out of her, she curled up and nestled herself in his arms. She fell in a surprisingly calm and peaceful dream in the place where she was safer than anywhere else.