Katniss POV

I do not get home until it is dark. I walk into the house and my mother sits on the couch with the television on, never watching, she just looks past the screen into the nothingness behind it. She has since my dad died. My little sister, Prim, was accepted to a boarding school with a full ride through 12th grade, when she was only 12. I miss her everyday but I know its better for her, she gets three hot meals a day and a great education. I can't say that for myself. Peeta always tries to give me money and food but I refuse to accept it. I quickly shower and head over to Peeta's not even acknowledging my mother as the floorboards creak beneath my feet, signalling my exit.

Peeta only lives a block or two away. I absolutely love that he is so close to me. I use my key he gave me about a year ago, to open the back door that leads directly into his basement apartment type thing. Peeta's parent's decided to give him the basement for his room, much to his brothers disapproval. The basement has a miniature kitchen tucked away in the far left corner and the ability to lock his door completely, causing a thick soundproof layer between him and his parents gives him all the privacy he wants. I walk in and he is sitting at his easel painting. I sneak across the room and wrap my arms around his shoulders. I feel him jump and tense initially but as soon as he sees me he relaxes and turns to kiss me. As our kiss deepens I creep around to straddle his lap. I feel his strong arms pulling me closer to him and tighten around me as our bodies smash together. We break away for air as he smiles and whispers. "Miss me?" Into my ear.

"Always" I reply and begin to assault his mouth again. I tangle my hands into his golden locks as his hands find their way under my shirt. I shiver against the feeling of his hands on me. I gasp as he lifts me into the as though I am weightless, and carries my to his bed, never breaking the kiss.

My hands sneak under his shirt and pull it up to reveal his chiseled abdomen. My fingers trace his abs and he moans lightly. Suddenly he pulls off my shirt to equalize the amount of clothing being worn. Peeta's hands begin to wander my body. His calloused hands run over my thigh, and then slowly travel their way up to my stomach, and finally they reach my breasts. I let out a moan as he massages them.

He quickly looks to me asking permission to take my bra off. I answer by sitting up so that I am straddling him and slowly remove it. I watch his eyes darken with more desire than I thought possible. As I toss my bra to the side Peeta flips us so that his body is hovering just over mine. He begins to kiss a pattern down my skin. I know where his end game is and this causes me to elicit a moan just at the thought.

As I suspected, Peeta makes his way down to my chest where he takes one of my mounds into his mouth working the other with his hand. I practically scream at the sensation. I can feel a slight smile dance on Peeta's lips.

I can now feel Peeta's hardness between my thighs and I begin to grind into it. This elicits a loud, low groan from Peeta. I slowly trail my hand down his chest to his hardness. I slip a hand inside his thin boxers and run my hand from his base to his tip. Peeta lets out a loud moan that I take pride in.

Peeta's free hand travels south and waits at the waistband of my underwear for permission to go further. I lightly nod and almost immediately I feel his finger plunge into my folds. I suck in a deep breath as his fingers begin to pump in and out of me.

"Just like that Peeta" I manage to moan out.

"Do you like that?" He asks with a smirk on his face as his fingers go deeper and pump harder.

My back arches and I am surrounded by complete ecstasy as I ride out my orgasm.

As soon as my body relaxes just a little from the pleasure. I begin to slowly pump my hand over Peeta's member. In response he shudders above me. He quickly adjusts so he can pull of his boxers, allowing me full access to him. I begin a faster motion, weakening Peeta just enough so that I can flip us over.

I kiss his lips one last time before I begin to leave a trail of light kisses down his chest to the base of his erection. I then do something that surprised myself: I took as much of him as I could into my mouth and began to bob on his erection. From this action he began to thrust into my mouth.

"Oh Katniss! Yes! Just like that. God you are so fucking sexy," he repeated as his hand thrust through my hair pushing my head down so that I could take almost all of him into my mouth.

To my surprise Peeta pulled me up and flipped us so that he was on top again. I shot him a questioning glare and he simply responded with a smirk saying:

"I want to try something else tonight"

I soon felt him pull my underwear down my legs leaving a trail of juices from my last orgasm down my thighs. Peeta began to lick the juices from both my thighs and I moaned loudly. I know knew what he was doing, he had tried a few times before but had only ever gotten it semi-right once.

Soon Peeta's mouth was on me. His tongue searched for my little bundle of nerves that would make all the difference. To my pleasure and his satisfaction he found it rather quickly this time and began to suck gently on it. I screamed in pleasure and his fingers moved to pump in and out while his mouth hung onto my bundle. My body soon began to shake in ecstasy. And I screamed out his name. I screamed all the way through my now second orgasm.

With his face now dripping my fluids and a grin placed atop his face he said, "I believe I finally got the hang of that." I smirked but then felt his erection on my thigh. A very large part of me wanted to go farther to go "all the way" and I could see from Peeta's that he did too. But as we held our gaze, we knew we had to wait.

This fact however did not stop me from flipping us once again so that I could finish what I had begun to do earlier Peeta's length filled my mouth and soon so did his juices. After we quickly cleaned up a bit. Peeta lay down behind me and grabbed my waist, holding me as if I would break if he didn't. I smiled into the darkness at this thought as Peeta whispered words of love into my ear. I soon fell to sleep.

Peeta POV

I wake suddenly at the feeling of Katniss thrashing in my arms. I hear her blood curdling scream and try to wake her as quickly as possible. I shake her bony shoulder and repeat her name trying to get to her, to save her from her own mind. I hate seeing her like this. She terrifies me with her nightmares. Luckily I see those beautiful gray eyes and I hug her tight to my chest as she cries. I hate the horrors she lives through, I wish I could take her somewhere where no one could ever reach her, where she could sleep in peace instead of this constant assault of horrid memories that fill her mind every night. It physically hurts me to see her in pain. I whisper, "It wasn't real" over and over as her body continues to rack with sobs. I stroke her hair gorgeous dark raven hair and feel her begin to calm. Her breathing evens out and I wipe her tears away with the pads of my thumbs.

After another 10 minutes, she closes her eyes and I feel her begin to slip into sleep once again, clearly exhausted by the dream. I refuse to go back to sleep. Instead I watch her sleep as if I can protect her by watching her and holding her small, too thin frame as close to me as possible.

The first time we slept together, and I mean actually sleep, she had been watching a movie at my house and had slipped into a deep slumber on my couch. I knew her mother wouldn't even notice her absence, so I carried her slight frame to my bed. It was the first time I had truly felt how light she was. It sickened me that she was struggling to feed herself and much to my dismay she refused to let me help her at all. At least now she will accept some things, like the cheese I always keep stocked for when she visits. I pulled back my comforter, with her still in my arms, and gently laid her down. I had contemplated for a while whether I should pull her jeans off of her or not. I decided on the latter because I knew it would freak her out, and I did NOT want to send Katniss Everdeen, the girl I have loved my entire life away screaming. I settled myself down next to her and situated us so that her body was placed perfectly against mine. Certainly this was no coincidence. I quickly fell into a deep slumber, the best I had had in years. When I became fully aware of just how haunted she was:

I felt her squirm beneath me. I slowly woke, becoming confused by her actions and then she began thrashing and all of the sudden all I could hear where her screams.

"NO! PLEASE! NO! DADDY! I LOVE YOU PLEASE DON'T GO! I NEED YOU! NOOOO!"

I immediately began to shake her, but she refused to wake. "KATNISS! Katniss, baby wake up. Come on honey, please wake up." For every second she thrashed and screamed I was scared shitless. I tried to wake her for more than five minutes and when she finally woke both her and I were in tears. I held her as she sobbed for hours. Finally I asked her if she wanted to talk about it. She replied with:

"I'm sorry I woke you. I should of warned you about these. I understand if you don't want me anymore."

I stared at her incredulously. "Katniss, I would never leave you, I love you. But baby, how often do these happen?"

"Every night. I should go, you'd be better off without me. You deserve someone who won't wak you up every night. I am broken Peeta, and you deserve perfection." She said with her dried tears quickly become wet as her eyes swelled with sadness. I pulled her to my chest and ran my finger through her hair, trying to calm her.

"Katniss, I love you, nobody else. There will never be anyone else. I will stay by you every night. I will hold you after every nightmare, because you are it for me Katniss, and that is perfect for me."

After that night, she spent almost every night in bed and has ever since.

As the sun begins to rise I feel her begin to stir beneath me. She turns around and smiles. God I love her. I could not imagine a world without her. She looks at me and asks, "When did you wake up?"

I lie and say "About 20 minutes ago." She burrows her head further into my chest. She looks up slightly and takes her face in my hands and kisses her gently. I begin to deepen them as she crawls atop me so that her nude chest is pushed against she jumps out of bed. I am highly confused until she says:

"I have to call Johanna and Annie, and prom is tomorrow!" I laugh slightly at her realization.

"If you had agreed earlier this wouldn't be problem would it?" She scowls in response eliciting another laugh from me and in turn an even deeper scowl from her. I toss her her jeans and she steals a shirt from my drawer. "Hey I need clothes too." I try to say it seriously but my smile gives it up. She scans my body from across the room and simply says, "No you don't" with a smirk. After she is done braiding her hair I reach out my arms to her, silently pleading for her to come closer to me. eventually, and after a slight eye roll she lazily walks over to me. I wrap her in my embrace and give her a kiss on the lips.

"I wish you could stay with me, in this bed for the rest of our lives." She stared at me with those deep; dark gray eyes clouded with desire and pulled me in for another passionate kiss. That was the thing about Katniss; she was terrible with voicing her emotions because she blocked them out for so long so instead she replies with actions. I personally love it. She pulls away again and waves goodbye, as I fall back into bed and curl up next to where her scent still lingers.

Katniss POV

"Jo this is literally the 20th dress you have made me try on." I glare at her as Annie comes out with yet another pile of dresses. I met these two doofuses the night I said "yes" to Peeta at the diner. I was instantly drawn to Johanna because despite her abrasiveness, I understood it. Annie on the other hand grew on me. While, yes she was very nice and open, she was just that open. At the time I didn't understand it and because i had no friends other then Gale at the time, to have this girl come up to me and tell me her whole life story and what she thinks about almost everything within 30 minutes of meeting me, freaked me out. However, I am very lucky to call these two buffoons my best and only girlfriends.

"Come on Brainless you need to look hot for your man, you can't wear jeans to prom" Jo responded, sending me in with a god awful metallic blue mini dress that I know would not even cover half my ass.

"I know Jo but, ugh!" I sigh accepting temporary defeat. They make me try on at least 30 more dresses I personally think about half of them would work just fine, as they don't make me look like a whore, but Jo and Annie claim they need perfection.

Finally, we find it. It's a long matte white gown that is tight around my boobs but then flows out gradually until it hits my toes. It has a sweetheart neckline that swoops just low enough to have slight cleavage, which pleases Jo and probably Peeta.

"Now onto shoes!" I hear Jo say. I groan loudly but once again go along with them. I want this night to be perfect, no I need this night to be perfect. I am to become a classic cliché on Prom night, which makes me vaguely want to gag at the thought. I am 100% sure pre-Peeta Katniss would have pulled out this Katniss' hair and eyes had she heard my plans. I plan to take Peeta out to the lake after prom and in the wonderful moonlight, of my favorite place on earth, I plan to lose my virginity to Peeta Mellark.