Hey so here's the seventh chapter, I apologise ahead for all errors grammatically and also any spelling errors. I'm not really a writer. It hasn't been beta-ed all errors are my own. I of course don't own any part of the hunger games that's all Suzanne Collins. If I had it would have been a hell of a lot different.
Warning: boy on boy, kinky smut, drinking, possible drug use, alittle violence, swearing, OCC-ness and all those bad things.
Pumped out another chapter again deciding apparently I don't need sleep, had a movie night with some friends and decided to write this out instead of sleeping. Its 230 am now so by the time I post this i'll be a zombie :). Some more boy on boy action for now, and some fluff I've got a plan for the next few chapters and it is going to get I dunno alittle sad for Cato and Peeta so enjoy the happiness while it lasts.
ReineDesCoeurs- thank you thank thank you thank you! And yes things will get alittle shaken up soon I promise. YAY they are going to play! I feel like I should have already had more smut but then I got caught up in fluffy goodness. And thanks for the support on the other story idea, I'll defs give it ago.
pumpkinking5- thanks you boo! I know I liked how Peeta's dad acted with the whole Cato issue, I kind of based his reaction and acceptance of Peeta on my own experience with my own coming out to my mother. It was very much the same in most aspects.
Conspiration-ult- haha I love how the fluffiness overload was really appreciated! And yes possible carm before the storm but I promise there is a few more chapter before it hits. So roll on with the fluffy and kinky goodness! And yes I will try out the other story see how it goes and then decide if I should put it up. And I promise you I won't forgot this one any time soon!
He Took My Heart
Chapter Seven
I immediately hug him, "Thanks dad." I turn to head up the stairs. When I reach my room I turn to lock my door and notice Cato had gone for a shower. I get excited knowing we were finally alone and I quickly strip off my clothes heading towards the shower. As I open the door Cato looks up from washing himself.
He smirks at me. "Time to play is it?" He says amused at my boldness as his hand find there way to the small of my back. I grab his neck and pull his face down towards me and we starts to passionately kiss. As I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss Cato's hands slip down to my ass starting to play and tease my entrance. I moan into the kiss and break away for him for a second to catch my breath. "So babe, where are we doing this? Here or in the bedroom?" Cato purs into my ear.
I kiss him again biting his bottom lip lightly and pulling at it as I back away. Cato starts to slip one of his fingers in and I make up my mind there and then, "Here, right here." I tried sounding sexy thinking I probably sounded crazy but it must have worked because Cato instantly attached his lips to my neck.
I hear Ryden's bathroom room open and my eyes shoot open not even remembering when I had closed them. I watch him and at first he seems a little put off and startled at what was unfolding before him but then he composes himself heading towards the sink. "Don't mind me just got to brush my teeth." He finally says.
Cato jumps at Ryden's comment not having realised Ry was in the room but he didn't stop or turn to face him. Instead I hear him laugh against my neck and suddenly he is going for broke, biting and sucking my neck more ferociously, grinding his hips into my own and putting a third finger inside me. I knew what he was doing and I tried my best not to start moaning but it didn't work.
I never understood how comfortable he was showing how sexual we got infront of some people, like Ry or Clove. I felt like it was his way to not only tease me and who ever was watching but show them I was his, completely that even if I'm uncomfortable with them there I couldn't and wouldn't stop him. I tried to continue to figure it out but my body was preventing me. All the physical stimulation was leaving me brain dead. I moan loudly again half forgetting Ry was still in the room, two feet away from us.
"Alright, alright I'm leaving now. And fuck Peet you really know how to make a brother hell uncomfortable, you may be grown up and sexual active but I don't need to see my baby brother doing all that shit." he turns to the door and closed it behind him not looking back at us once.
"Why do you always do that?" I ask while he lifts me by my thighs. I wrap my legs around his waist, my arms locking round his neck.
"I don't know what you are taking about?" he huskily replies against my neck.
I moan again, "Yes you fucking do, spill mister or I get out the shower."
"I don't know I just like teasing people, showing them you are all mine and it's kinda hot knowing someone is in the room with us, watching me dominate you, making you feel good."
I laugh at his response, "Yes but my brother really? That's kind of weird."
Cato didn't respond just slipped his fingers out of me. I whine in protest at the loss, I hated it, feeling empty like this. But I was rewarded with the feeling of him slipping into me. My back arches involuntarily and I tighten my grasp around his neck. As he waited for me to tell him he could start moving he pulls away from my neck looking me in my eyes. "I fucking love you Peeta Mellark."
I blush suddenly, "You mean you love fucking Peeta Mellark."
"That too." I pull him into a kiss grinding my ass against his hips giving him permission to start moving. As he thrusted into me I couldn't help but feel unbelievably happy, content and safe. I felt so safe with him, the aggressive brute, my aggressive brute. His thrusts start to get harsher and faster and I start to constantly moan as he hits my sweet spot over and over. "You close?" He asks while biting my neck again.
"Shit, yes, don't stop. God fuck Cato harder," I kind of scream out, my voice starting to go hoarse. I found it funny how perfect for each other we were. I needing his dominate aggressiveness as much as he needed my loving, needy submissiveness. With that I let out one last hoarse moan before I climaxed between us once again. And a few thrusts later Cato follows me over the end and cums inside me.
I unhook my legs from around Cato's waist and he slowly pulls out placing my legs back on the floor but not letting go just yet because he knew my legs would be shaky. I've nearly collapsed a few times, my legs to weak to hold me up. I look into his eyes and smile, "I'm good I can stand on my own."
Cato kisses my forehead turning around and opening the glass door grabbing the two towels on the hooks next to the door. We dry off and head into my room. "Well I'm fucking tired after all that fucking," Cato smirks at me dropping his towel on the floor and getting into my bed.
"Really? That's a shame guess I'll have to find someone who can satisfy my needs while you sleep," I giggle at him.
"Peeta really? Already? Fuck I swear your sex drive is broken or you have two or something."
I slip into bed, "You have never complained before. I thought you liked how often we had sex." I trace a finger over his chest playfully.
"I do but your family must this I'm some kind of sex addict and you a cum dumpster."
I slap his chest softly knowing he was just teasing. "Whatever mister," I lay my head on his chest, sighing as I do. I close my eyes and just listen to his heartbeat. "Cato, this, us, it's gonna work and be amazing coz I love you so much, to much for this not to work out."
He laughs, "Is that so?" he wraps his arm around me tightly.
"Mmmhmm, I hope your mum isn't anything like mine."
"Babe you have nothing to worry about mums nothing like your bitch of a mother." I knew Cato was right, my mother hated me, always had. I guess a mother always knows and well she hated me for it, atleast I hoped it was that and not just that she never did actually love me. "She'll never hurt you again and if she does I'll kill her." He kisses my forehead again and we drift into silence with sleep soon following.
The rest of the week was pretty uneventful. We still got the looks of confusion or disgust but we had our friends. Some of Cato's team mates distanced themselves abit, still not knowing how to act around him but he was doing okay, we were doing okay. I awoke Friday morning on my stomach with someone, who I could only assume was Cato due to the cologne, hovering above me nuzzling my neck. And that I let out a large yawn and stretch out beneath him.
"What are you doing here? What time is it?" I close my eyes again, comfortable and wanting more sleep.
"I'm here to take you to school and make sure you have clothes for tonight when you stay over my house after dinner with my mum," he continued kissing my neck, lowering himself slightly to grind up against me back.
"Will your mum let me though?" I'm slightly worried how she will react to me and Cato. But Cato just laughs as me.
"Yes okay, now get up before I get to horny and we end up and hour late for school."
"Fine," I grumble rolling over as he gets off me and sits on the end of the bed. I get ready and pack extra clothes and my toothbrush. And with me set we head down to his car. As we walk out through the bakery I see my mother and father behind the counter. I wave goodbye and my dad smiles at us but my mother glares at us, crossing her arms. I ignore it and Cato just grabs my hand bringing up to his lips before kissing it and glaring back at my mother as we head out the door.
The rest of the day all I could think about was meeting Cato's mum. I didn't really know all that much about her, I mean I knew she worked at an art gallery and she had some amazing pieces at her house which every month or so would change with new ones. And she seemed to love Cato a lot and was aware he was experimenting sexually.
And during the drive to his house my nerves seemed to magnify. Throughout the day I had been able to reign them in but waiting for Cato to finish practise after school had left my alone with my thoughts and my nerves had returned in full force. "Does she know I'm coming for dinner?" I ask trying not to sound as nervous as I feel.
"Yes babe, I told her yesterday to cook for three because I was bringing someone special home for her to meet." He laughs, "To which she said 'finally, thank god my son has decided to stop whoring around and get serious. But if it's that glimmer girl I'm going to be really disappointed.'"
I laugh at her comment and sudden I feel a whole lot better about it all and we walk up to his house hand in hand. Cato's house was large, very large, as big as mine including the bakery. As we entered I stare at the art on the wall, "She's changed it again." I comment taking in the beautiful mural of a sunset.
"Yer she said something about changing if because she was getting tired of the depressing ones she had before," He says as he pulls me along to the kitchen. "Mum, we're here."