NOTE; this is based after "Mockingjay", if you haven't read the book yet, don't read this! Unless if you dare to continue reading!

This is my first fanfiction I've written and I'll be uploading. So I'm kind of nervous about it and I don't know where I'm going with it either. ^^; If I'm being completely honest. . . But I've shipped Katniss/Peeta since I read The Hunger Games. I will never be a fan of Katniss/Gale. :)

This is a rated M story because I know I'm going to end up having a chapter or two of it being naughty. ;D What can I say? I have a naughty mind! But please, enjoy this story and review it! I'd love to know your thoughts on it and what you thought I lacked in the most. Thanks! And enjoy!

I Belong to You

Peeta Mellark

I don't know how I managed to get here, how I ended up in her house, and how I managed to get her into her bedroom. But I did it.

I easily moved her to her bed, and I watched her, her expression was innocent, but also a brilliant shade of crimson. It was the loveliest colour I've seen on her face. I smiled down at her, wrapping my arms around her, inhaling slowly; inhaling the smell of her shampoo. It smelled faintly of strawberries. I marvelled at the scent as I felt her arms wrap around me as well. And I took that as a sign she was okay with what we were doing.

I ducked my head, my lips barely touching her skin as I skimmed along her jaw line. I was slow, cautious. Katniss was delicate, I knew I should be careful with her. I licked my lips nervously as I paused, hearing her breathing increase, and her arms tightened around me.

"It's okay," I breathed against her skin, my breathing was increasing as well as I began to kiss along her jawline, going very slow and very careful. I felt her shuffle uncomfortably, and I relaxed my grasp on her, and she tried to take a step back but I wouldn't allow the distance. "No," I murmured, taking her in closer again, kissing her jawline still. Dragging my lips against her jawline and I felt her shudder in my arms.

"But, Peeta." she protested, breathless.

I smiled as I looked down at her. "This is okay," I said quietly, my heart was hammering in my chest and my breathing was rapid. I watched her as she looked at me shyly, her eyes wide, her lips pursed together as she watched me quietly. "I love you," I murmured to her, and I watched her process that.

Katniss exhaled quietly, still staring at me as she bit her bottom lip. "I know," she mumbled as she inched forward. "I love you." she whispered back.

I watched very carefully, inclining my head as I gently pressed my lips against hers. And I felt her stiffen in my embrace.

She knew what he was going to do, and she had been anticipating it since he had arrived. Finally, he had kissed her. The same hunger she felt was there, causing a burning inside of her.

I felt her relax and she began to kiss me back, ever so slowly, she did. I coaxed her towards her bed, and she went willingly until she felt the bed hit the backs of her legs. She broke the kiss abruptly, her arms beginning to drop as she looked back, seeing the bed.

"Peeta," she protested, her eyes trailing back to him, her mouth parted as she breathed deeply and sharply. "We. . ."

I spoke quickly, "It's okay," I murmured again. I watched her hands tighten, she was nervous again. "It's alright, sweetheart." I murmured, taking her back in my arms, and I hugged her tightly. Katniss shuffled beneath my embrace and she hesitantly hugged me back.

Katniss gave up trying to push him away, there was no point. She couldn't reason with her need. She knew it, deep down, that he was going to win and that she would lose. Her hunger was overpowering and she couldn't fight it anymore. She had simply fought it for too long. She pursed her lips together, feeling self-conscious. Which was foolish since they were alone. She took a deep breath before she raised her head, searching for his lips once again,

I smiled to myself quickly, eagerly pressing my lips against hers again. With a little more edge, I felt her lips part ever so slightly and I took that as a chance to get her to go a little further. I made the kiss deeper, and explored her mouth. I wasn't experienced in this but I could guess what to do. She was also inexperienced, I could tell by what she was doing. And my heart skipped a beat at that thought.

I knew long ago she did nothing with Gale, nothing romantic, nothing sexual. . . And that was comforting. Maybe he stole a few kisses, but that was all Katniss would ever do. I tightened my arms around her, never wanting to let her go. Never wanting to part. Not now. Not ever.

She paused, her cheeks getting hotter impossibly as she tightened her grip on him, she moved her hands down to the fabric on his arms, and she took hold on that. She was hesitant, as she began to kiss him back the same way he was kissing her. Still self-conscious.

I loosened my grip on her, unwillingly, I broke the kiss. My breathing rapid as I stared down at her, my flesh was hot, my forehead covered in sweat, and so were my hands. The shirt she was wearing was suddenly hard to grasp onto and it was uncomfortable, for me anyways. I tried to slow down, and I tried to remind myself that we were both very inexperienced in this area.

That I shouldn't rush things. That I should savour each and every thing we are doing. I parted from her warm lips, gasping as I pressed my forehead against hers carefully. "Get on the bed," I demanded, breathlessly. Something I never did. Demands.

A flicker of shock crossed Katniss' face as she looked up at him shyly, her grey eyes wide as she nodded her head mutely, her breathing was sharp as she crawled onto the bed slowly. She watched him quietly, and she waited for him, unsure what to do next.

I watched her, and I could feel a certain area in my body grow hotter and harder. I licked my lips nervously as I watched her momentarily. I stared at her silently until she motioned for me to join her. I smiled widely at her as I crawled towards her, slowly, making sure to remember gauge her reaction.

Katniss covered her face, as she smiled, laughing quietly after watching me crawl towards her while licking my lips hungrily, wiggling my eyebrows and then I made sure to wink. She peeked through her fingers and her hands found my neck instantaneously, the hunger rising once again.

I chuckled as I stopped, just before her, half of my body just on top of hers. "Tell me when to stop, sweetheart." I murmured, my lips finding hers in seconds, and I did my best to go slow but she didn't want that. I smiled during the kiss, and I felt her smile back as her fingers grasped my hair and tried pulling me closer.

I positioned her beneath me, laying her down, never taking my mouth from hers. My hands lingered on her hips while I made sure she couldn't feel the lower part of my body. I didn't want to freak her out. Not quite yet. I pulled away from her, gasping, my heart racing, and I opened my eyes to find her staring at me.

"What?" I asked breathlessly, raising my eyebrows at her.

Katniss hesitated, looking away as she tried to think of what she was going to say. "Well," she paused, "uhm. . ." she paused again, frowning as she avoided eye contact. "I don't know. . ." she began, whispering. "I don't know how far. . ." she trailed off, her cheeks burning once again.

My fingers trailed against her cheeks, the warmth was lovely, and I watched her eyes flicker towards me quickly. I smiled down at her, "You're in charge," I murmured, placing gentle kisses on the corners of her mouth, her jawline, her cheeks, everywhere else but her lips.

She exhaled, her hands gripping my shirt again as her breathing accelerated. "Peeta," she whispered urgently, trying to kiss me as she looked at me. My hands lazily trailed up and down the sides of her hips, playing with the hem of her shirt and pants. But I made no attempt to undress her. "Peeta," she whispered again, with more urgency, her breathing hitching.

I smiled, "Hmm?" I replied, still kissing her face, her neck but I was teasing her. Seeing if she was still alright with kissing, I could feel her head moving, trying to follow my random pattern. I smiled even more as she tried to kiss me.

"Please," she whispered, her hands at my neck now and I looked up at her. Her expression was fierce, determined and I laughed quietly at that.

"Please what?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her, pulling away a bit more, so I could remember her expression.

Katniss hesitated, exhaling as she licked her lips, her brows furrowing together quickly before she propped herself up on her elbows, bringing herself closer to me now. "Kiss me," she whispered.

I liked hearing that. A lot. That I wasn't the only one who wanted to kiss. That I wasn't the only one who wanted more, who yearned for more. I grinned at her, inclining my head and I began to kiss her passionately. My hands trailed to her forearms, and I gently brought them down. My hands on her wrists and I was completely in control now. I savoured each and every kiss, the next kiss was always better. I wanted more, this wasn't satisfying me at all. I began to kiss with a bit more edge, and she reacted the same way in seconds.

My hands began to explore her body, slowly and gently, her body jerked in response, it was like her body was sensitive all of a sudden. I smiled, and kissed her more, never breaking the contact, but I was still sure to keep the lower part of my body away from hers. I wouldn't move closer until. . .

My hands trailed along the lines of her pants, staying on the outside, my fingers grazing along her butt and she gasped loudly, breaking the kiss momentarily as she looked at me, wide-eyed.

"Tell me when to stop, sweetheart." I repeated, my voice rough and I began to kiss her before she could answer, my hands lingering on her butt. I positioned her again, so that she was leaning more to her right side and I was leaning more on my left side. My hands grasped at her butt, carefully squeezing and her body jerked again. Her breathing accelerating, her hands held onto my back, clinging to me now.

My skin was hot, and so was hers. The room was getting hotter and hotter, but maybe it was just us. I wasn't sure, I forgot what the weather was like quickly and I simply didn't care.

I was thankful that her mother didn't live with her, that she was still in another District, tending to her Hospital. This would have been rather embarrassing having someone burst through the door. Haymitch knew better to barge into either of our houses without telling us a day before his visit.

Last time Haymitch barged in on us was really embarrassing. It was awkward. We weren't doing anything that bad but it's weird to have your Mentor walk in on you and your girlfriend when their making out.

Haymitch staggered into my house quietly, and began talking loudly and obnoxiously about something he was thinking about when he rounded the corner to my living room. He remembered too late that we were on a date. We had just finished our dinner and I was seeking for my "dessert" in her mouth. She had gained confidence in teasing me, and when we have dates, it meant that we would fool around a bit. Katniss would take my small chocolate and pop it into her mouth and refused to spit it out, and I had to search for it with my mouth only.

I enjoyed that game quiet a lot, it meant a lot of time spent together, there was kissing and touching involved. But it was hard to hide my erection, but I managed. By that point, she had began to find the joys of straddling me and she was grinding against me eagerly, moaning quietly, meanwhile we kissed, and my hands searched her body eagerly, squeezing her body, aching to feel her warmth.

Anyways, Haymitch walked in and saw Katniss straddling me, and her face turned bright red and she began to button up half of her shirt and jumped off of my lap far too late. Haymitch practically ran out of my house and ran into his house. Katniss was thoroughly embarrassed and refused to go any further after that incident. That happened four months ago. Unless if we locked the doors.

This time, hopefully, we were going to go further. That was my hope. I squeezed her butt again and my hands lingered up her body, feeling her back, feeling her bra strap and I groaned quietly. This caused Katniss to go silent, pausing, releasing her hold on me. She pulled back, her eyes widening as she stared at me quietly. She shrugged, pursing her lips together, hesitant before she pressed her lips against mine again.

I trailed my fingers down her back, my fingers pressing against her back, causing her to shudder. And my fingers hit contact with her bare skin. I kissed her with a bit more edge, my breathing accelerating, and I ever so slowly began to slide my hands up her shirt, pushing it up and that caught her attention.

"Peeta," she breathed, embarrassed as she pulled away. She looked at me, concerned and she stopped my hands quickly, looking away. "I'm not sure if we should. . ." she said, her eyes flickering towards the door.

And I knew what she meant. "Haymitch won't bother us," I said, that relaxed her a little bit. "He's asleep." I reassured her.

Her eyebrows raised at that. "How do you know?" she asked skeptically.

I smiled at her. "I checked on him before I came over. And I don't think he's going to wake anytime soon." I admitted.

Katniss frowned at that thought. "Maybe we should go check. . ."

I broke her off mid-sentence again. "Katniss," I murmured, and she looked at me. "It's alright," I reassured her quietly, and she took her hands away, putting them back on my neck. "You're in charge." I reminded her, with a wink.

She nodded her head fiercely and she brought my head down, kissing me eagerly, and she was truly in charge. She kissed with a bit more intensity then she would usually. And she parted her lips again. I chuckled, breathless and I distracted her, my hands rising slowly under her shirt until it hit her bra.

I stopped breathing, gasping, and my heart skipped a beat once again. She noticed this but she begged for my attention. I kissed her back quickly, exploring her mouth with a bit more edge, the edge that encouraged her that she was doing good so far.

My fingers found the buttons to her shirt, and I hesitantly began to unbutton each one. I stopped at the third button, pulling away. "Are you sure?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at her. I hoped she would say yes, I really hope she will say yes. I wanted this, badly. The lower part of my body ached in agreement.

Katniss opened her grey eyes slowly, her cheeks burning again as she calculated my expression. I could see lust in her eyes, but also, she was self-conscious. But I know her body very well. She was quiet, and she stared at me without a word. In response, she hitched her leg over my waist.

My body jerked forward at her response, and I groaned as I felt her warmth radiate from her small body. I looked down, finding the buttons to her shirt again and I unbuttoned each one with shaky hands and I looked up at her. Gently pushing back her shirt, revealing her bra and the swells of her breasts.

I always thought she was going to have a smaller chest, since she lived in the Seam, but there was no disappointment there. I pried my eyes away from her chest, my cheeks burning and I stared into her eyes. I could tell she was uncomfortable with this, but she trusted me wholeheartedly. I smiled at her, nodding my head and she nodded back, her skin was warm, a warmth that I searched for. My hands dragged across her stomach, and I was unwilling to take my hands away from the bottom of her bra.

She shuddered beneath my touch and she lay perfectly still beneath me, watching me carefully.

I looked down, inhaling quietly as I took in the beauty of her body again. A certain area in my body ached again and I reminded myself to go slow. I could feel her eyes on me when my hands planted themselves on the swells of her breasts and I groaned again, but it was in sync with hers. I blushed furiously at that as I focused on the task at hand.

I admired the simple design, it was a light lavender colour, a simple pattern with a bit of lace on the edges. I licked my lips, my fingertips grazing the lace and her bare skin. She shuddered, moaning as she shut her eyes.

I looked up, and I began to squeeze her breasts, kneading them in my hands carefully and her body jerked in reaction with each squeeze, and she began to whimper at my touch. Moaning and groaning, and I smiled, she liked it just as much as I did. I kept squeezing her breasts, my fingers creeping beneath the fabric and she gasped loudly, her body jerking as she motioned for me to sit up. I did.

Katniss stared at me for a moment or two, her cheeks still the same brilliant shade of crimson before she gingerly took off her shirt, tossing it away while staring at me.

I watched, eager to see.

She inhaled and exhaled slowly, pursing her lips together and she wrapped her arms around herself quickly. "Peeta," she moaned, torn.

I nodded my head and she watched me, unsure and she pressed her forehead against my shoulder as she tried to think about this. "Everything is okay," I whispered. She wasn't convinced. "I want this as much as you do." I notified her, this caught her attention. She raised her head, to see my expression and I smiled sweetly at her. "There's no denying that. I would never want to deny that." I reassured her, planting a kiss along her jawline. "Katniss," I began slowly, never taking my eyes off of her. "I've loved you since I first saw you. I've admired you from afar when we went to school together, and I yearned to speak to you but I never had the confidence to do that. When the Hunger Games came, I wasn't sure how to approach you, how to talk to you. . . Without realizing it, you coaxed me to talk about me." I smiled at the sad memories. "I love you. I have always loved you. And I never will stop. You're beautiful," I murmured, kissing the corner of her mouth again and her cheeks burned again.

Katniss inhaled slowly and she unclasped her bra and paused, staring at me intently before she tossed it aside quickly, lying back and she clenched her fists, trying not to hide herself, shutting her eyes.

I watched intently, anxious and I felt my heart begin to hammer in my chest. My hands reached out, to touch her breasts, to make sure I wasn't hallucinating or that I wasn't imagining this. It was real. I inhaled sharply and I began to squeeze experimentally, and she twitched beneath my grasp. My fingers tweaked her nipples and I groaned at the touch. Her body jerked in response again.

I inclined my head and I began to squeeze her breasts eagerly, and I placed my mouth over hear right breast eagerly. She moaned loudly, gasping, and she began to whimper when I began to suck on her breast, pleading, and I carefully bit her nipple, to see what she would do. She moaned even louder and she writhed beneath me.

I groaned, and I took my mouth away from her breast and shuddered. I lifted myself up and lay down on top of her carefully, beginning to kiss her fiercely, and she kissed me back with as much passion. Her hands trailed down my neck and pressed against my skin before she began to unbutton my shirt, and her hands found my skin immediately.

Her hands trailed along the front of my body, grazing my chest, my stomach, my muscles and I shuddered. She smiled, taking off my shirt sleeve by sleeve and I tossed it over my shoulder.

She whimpered when I broke the kiss but I kissed her in seconds, she hitched her leg again, gasping as she felt something press against her inner thigh.

I smiled sheepishly at her, growing embarrassed but I began to explore her mouth again, playing with her chest while she let her hands wander around the top of my body, squeezing, scratching, and holding onto me tightly when I did something she liked. I smiled.

I broke the kiss abruptly, leaving her breathless as she stared at me. "Are you sure?" I whispered, my voice rough.

She paused, looking at me and it looked like she was contemplating something. She nodded her head.

I smiled at her, chuckling and my hands found the top of her pants, most importantly, the button and I undid that in a second. She watched, hesitant. And I looked up at her. She raised her hips, so I could take her pants off with ease and I felt my heart skip a beat again.

Katniss paused, and she looked at me. "Take your pants off." she demanded.

I was shocked, and I laughed, breathless and I hopped off the bed. "Yes ma'am." I replied, undoing them and dropping them and I hopped back on, over top of her again and I drank in the warmth of her skin once again. She shuddered at the sudden bulge pressing against her inner thigh.

"Peeta," she whispered, kissing the corner of my mouth. "I love you." she reminded me.

"Hmm," I replied, kissing along her jawline gently, down her neck and she extended her neck so I could have better access. "I love you more." I replied, working on her neck, and I began to suck on her neck. Marking her, biting her teasingly and her fingers pressed into my back.