Thanks for all the reviews. I swear I've gotten like 25 people subscribing to my story. You seem to like it! Thank you!
Tatiana- I so love your story Bad Karma! I can't wait for a new chapter! You mentioned in your last review that I made a few errors. I noticed them AFTER I had already posted, will work harder on getting it right this time.
So, everybody. I have about 6 pages hand written; tiny print unlined paper (so it's a lot) that I need to type up so there's plenty more to come.
I'm not planning on bringing the Quell into this story. Maybe some action though if I feel the need.
Also, I have quite a few favorite parts of this story. They're usually just little phrases or thoughts from one of the characters that crack me up every time I read it. Let me know if you have the same!
Disclaimers- I only own the story. The Hunger Games do not belong to me! I wish I owed Peeta though; I'd lock him in the closet and sneak in there in the middle of the night while my honey sleeps and have my way with him. Lol.
For this story I want you to think of Peeta as a male model named Daniel Jacob. NOT THE GUY FROM HARRY POTTER! There's a different Daniel Jacob and he's supremely hot!
OK ON WITH THE STORY!
She looks at me like she was slightly embarrassed. Maybe she didn't know until just now that she was in love with me.
"It's ok Kat, I've known all along." I say to her as she blushes, probably repeating her last phrase over and over in her head.
"Oh, you're just so cocky!" she yells as she throws a hand full of flour at me.
I grab her by the wrist and turn her around so that she's bracing one hand against the counter and the other is gently twisted behind her back. I slip my free hand down her body into her pants and instantly find that hot mess that's inside her pants.
"I may be cocky, but I'm rightfully so," I breath into her ear. I feel her shiver against me and I slip on finger into her and she yelps. "Aren't I?"
"Yes," she gasps and grinds against me for a second. I spin her around and kiss her mouth, and before she begins to kiss me back I pull away and leave a trail of kisses down her neck into the hollow of her collarbone.
Her hungry hands trail down my body and shove their way down my pants. She instantly grabs the whole length of me and pulls hard until I lift her up and set her on the counter. Her sexual appetite is insatiable and lucky for her so was mine. She undresses me while we make out her sexy little hands finding their way to all my most delicate spots. I rip off her clothes and enter her right there in the middle of the kitchen propped up on the counter. She wraps her legs around me shoving me deeper into her and I hear her moan. It's the most electrifying sound in the world and I want to hear it much more often. I thrust harder into her trying desperately to find that magical 'g' spot. She lets me know I've found it by clutching my ass in a death grip, throwing her head back and screaming my name. Suddenly the already warm spot turns very hot, tight and wet and I can feel the muscles convulse around me and I explode into her. I think she can feel the explosion because she yelps one last time then falls against me panting. I wait, still inside her until we both catch our breath and she's supporting herself on the counter before I pull out of her.
Her eyes shot open when I pull out and she jumps off the counter and yells "I call first shower!" as she runs up the stairs into my bedroom.
I lazily clean up the mess me made, making sure to disinfect the counter we just fucked like rabbits on and gather our clothes and make my way upstairs. By the time I reach my bedroom and toss our soiled clothes into the laundry hamper she's standing in front of my dresser digging through the small drawer that I'd cleaned out for her.
"You know, you should bring more stuff over here if you're going to be spending every night here."
"I was just thinking that," she says as she slips on a pair of black panties. She rummages through one of my drawers until she finds a black t-shirt and she pulls it over her head. "I'll bring a few more things over tomorrow."
I nod and go to shower. When I come out I dry off my body and wrap a towel around my waist. I leave the bathroom stepping into the cold room and quickly dress before my body shrinks into itself.
I crawl into bed with her and she sighs contently and wraps herself in my arms.
"I was thinking," she starts.
"Oh no! Stop the presses, Katniss Everdeen is thinking!" I joke and I'm answered with a sharp elbow to my ribs.
"I was thinking, why don't I just bring everything over?" she asks as she wraps her fingers through mine.
I'm stunned. I never thought she would be the one that suggests moving in. Of course I never expected to savagely fuck her in my kitchen either.
She seems to take my silence as a bad thing because she says quickly "I don't have to."
I look at her shocked. Those beautiful gray eyes look embarrassed.
"No baby, I think it's a great idea." I say and a look of relief splashes onto her face. "You practically live here anyway; we spend all our time together. The only time you go home is to change and if everything's here then you'll never have a reason to go home."
"Except to see my family."
"Of course, but I do have one condition."
She swallows deeply, thinking I'm going to make her walk around naked at all times or something.
"Ok, what?"
"You have to agree to marry me. Someday."
She giggles and looked relieved. "Of course I'll will… someday."
"Good, now go to sleep." I say as I put my hand over her eyes and pull them shut. "Tomorrow we'll go get all your stuff."
She smiles and kisses me once, then closes her eyes and rests her head on my shoulder. A few minutes later she's fast asleep and I hold her tight as I drift into oblivion.
First thing in the morning I reach out to pull Katniss into my arms and when I don't feel her there in my bed I panic and launch myself out of bed. I was panicking, did she change her mind? Did she not love me? I bet she went to Gale's after I fell asleep. I bet they laughed all night about how much of a wuss I was. I fell back onto my bed depressed. I grabbed the pillow she's laid her head on and held it hard against my chest, willing my heart to stop breaking and remain in my chest. I don't know how long I stayed like that but after what felt like forever I heard a door slam. I raise my head off the pillow. Hopefully it was someone that's come to murder me in my sleep. If it wasn't I'll just drown myself in the shower.
Then I heard the most beautiful thing in the world.
"Peeta, I'm home!"
I jumped off the bed so fast that the blanket got tangled between my legs but I didn't care. I tumbled out of the bedroom door and almost went head first down the stairs.
She was standing at the kitchen counter when I reached her and scooped her into my arms, determined never to let her go.
"Nightmare?" she asks.
"Something likes that," I reply as I take in her sweet smell. "I woke up and you were gone." I neglect to say that I almost killed myself.
"Oh, I woke up really early and went to pack up all my stuff… as long as me moving in is still ok with you."
"Of course it is," I say as I pull away. I head to the door and grab two of her bags, leaving the last smallest one for her. She grabs the bag and follows me up the stairs. We take our time organizing our new bedroom and she manages to find enough room for everything. As she hangs up the last of the clothes she turns and looks at me as I'm almost falling back to sleep in bed.
"I love you Peeta."
"I love you too baby, from one eternity to the next." She lies down next to me and we nap for a while. When we wake we spend most of the day in town then we leave the district and hunt. Even though we don't need any fresh meat we hunt for several hours then eat dinner with my family where we announce that we've moved in together. My dad and brothers congratulate me. Otis my oldest brother gave Katniss a big bear hug when he thought nobody was looking and told her he's always wanted a baby sister and that if I ever hurt her let him know so he could kick my ass for her. He chuckled when she insisted she could handle the ass kicking herself.
That night when we finally closed the door to the bitter cold she turned to me and said "I'll be upstairs."
She yawned as she went up the stairs and I was sure she'd be asleep the second her head hit the pillow. I followed her up a few minutes later and found her wearing a tiny black negligee and lighting candles all around the room.
She took her time lighting the last of the candles as I watched her and when she was done she turned to me and said "make love to me."
I took small steps towards her and pulled her gently into my arms. I pulled her lips to mine and kissed her passionately, slowly, gently running my hands all over her body. I slowly backed her onto our bed until we are both fully on it. It started slow at first. I wouldn't have any of those painfully passionate kisses. Now it was time to slow it down for her. Settling down on top of her already undressed I whispered sweet nothings into her ear as I spread her legs open and positioned myself, kissing her slowly as she kissed me back. I found my way inside her as gently as possible and we rocked to the rhythm of our thumping hearts, whispering I love you to each other. At one point, when I'd almost sent myself over the edge she grabbed my face and looked me deep in the eyes. Her eyes spoke volumes of what she felt. All the love in the world came through her eyes and I couldn't pull my gaze away from her eyes. One last time she kissed me and said I love you and the intensity of our love and the way she almost cried with joy made me feel like the fireworks in the capital were just for us. It felt like everything in the world that held any kind of beauty was forged just so I could give it to her. I felt my body explode on top of her and in turn she rolled her head back and came with me.
I'd stopped having nightmares. Now instead of penetrating through my sleep, my mind would wander to the dark nights in the Games. It would wander to all those times that I had hoped that I would not have to be the one that killed Katniss. Tonight, I did have a nightmare though. I dreamt that we were back in the Games. I dream of my first kill.
A couple hours after the blood bath at the Cornucopia I finally stopped running. Katniss had run after the 60 seconds were up and she was long gone. I climbed a tree going as high as the branches were trustworthy and slept for a few hours. I woke to the sound of someone's heavy breathing and instantly thought of Katniss. I'd dreamt of Katniss for years, imagining what it would be like to touch her body and make love to her. I closed my eyes and I heard someone laughing about 300 yards away from me. I turned over to see Rue stopped dead in her tracks about 100 yards away from my tree. The laugher started approaching Rue with a shiny knife, taunting her. She backed up as far as she could go bumping hard into a tree. She looked terrified and Katniss would probably kill me if she knew I saw this happen and didn't do anything. I started climbing down. I waited o a branch about 10 feet in the hair and waited until the laugher was directly underneath me. He took a couple steps forward towards terrified and paralyzed Rue. I slowly dropped out of the tree hanging from my hands and fell silently to the ground behind him. I unsheathed my knife and grabbed him as fast as I could. He was obviously not expecting anybody to be there because he thrashed and cursed trying to throw off. I was stronger and he was no match for me. I looked up at rue and saw her watching me as I stood completely still holding him in a headlock until he almost stopped squirming. Then I raised my knife, looked away from rue long enough to place the sharp edge of the knife against his throat. I looked up hoping Rue wasn't watching. She wasn't. She'd crumbled to the ground and was covering her eyes with her tiny hands. I cut his throat open and let him fall to the ground with a lifeless thump.
Through my dreamscape I heard screaming and woke up to find Katniss sitting straight up in bed holding her hand to hear heart panting. I reached out and touched her back and she jumped slightly at my touch then relaxed and cuddled beside me.
"I dreamt about rue." She said.
"She was in my dream too. I dreamt of the first person I killed. I was saving Rue." I told her. She seemed confused.
"When did you save Rue?" she asked.
I regretfully told her. She stayed silent for several minutes afterwards. The moon was still full and high up I the sky and I found her staring at it.
Finally she said "I never thought about you actually killing someone."
"You can't get far in the Games unless you do."
"How many?" she asked as she rolled into my arms and examined my hand.
"5." I thought for a second. "6 if you include Foxface."
"That's more than me." She said quietly. "Let's go back to sleep. We have a big, big, big day tomorrow."
Oh, I'd forgotten all about it. We were supposed to travel back to the Capital for a photo shoot in the morning. I rolled over and pulled her close and waited until she fell asleep to close my eyes.