Katniss shifted herself into a more comfortable position, resting her head against Johanna's shoulder. "So, how much of this was planned?"
Johanna turned and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Do you mean tonight, or just in general?"
"Let's go with in general."
Their living room was silent for a moment before Johanna answered, "Pretty much everything."
She sat up to look at Johanna. "You mean you had all of this, well us, anyway, planned? Since when?"
"I think it's enough to say that Finnick told me my usual strategy wasn't going to work on you."
Katniss did the math in her head – at least seven years, then. She started to nod, but then her forehead crinkled in confusion. "And what is this usual strategy?" The mischief in her wife's eyes worried her. "Do I even want to know?"
She shrugged. "Usually I just walked up to people and told them that I wanted to fuck 'em."
A younger, more naïve Katniss might have been shocked into silence, but six years with Johanna had taught her better. "That seems like an absolutely foolproof strategy," she replied, laughing around her words.
"Don't bash it, Everdeen. It worked pretty well."
"Yeah, I think Finnick was right. I'm pretty sure that one wouldn't have worked on me."
"I don't know about that. Stripping worked pretty well on you, didn't it? I wouldn't think that a nice girl like you would've been into that sort of thing," she teased.
Katniss shook her head, not trusting herself to speak.
"Oh, don't be like that. You certainly seemed interested."
"Don't tell me that was part of your master plan too."
"Okay, then, I won't." Johanna smirked at her. "But if, hypothetically, I had been planning on seducing you from the moment they pulled you and Peeta out of that Arena, then potentially, I might have been thinking about getting you interested."
"Or angry."
She grinned that lopsided grin that still could still make Katniss' stomach flutter. "I've always been good at that." Johanna shifted onto her knees and leaned in towards her.
Katniss shifted onto her back as Johanna closed the distance between them. "Indeed."
"I'm good at other things as well." Their lips were mere centimeters apart now, and Katniss' heart raced as Johanna's body pressed against hers.
"Was this all part of the plan too?"
The other woman laughed. "I assure you that I didn't expect it to end this well." Their lips met and arms entwined, and Katniss's reply was lost in a tangle of lips, limbs, and love.
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A/N: Thanks for reading! This was written for Day 5 of the Caesar's Palace Shipping Week.