Peeta-
She is the only thing that consumes my mind. I thought seeing her more would help me resist my urges towards her, but it's only intensified my want. We've grown so much closer in the past few weeks. She lets me walk her home every day and at lunch she even shares my lunch with me. My friends can't get over that I'm with her, they know I've loved her from afar for years. They hate that I won't tell them all of the details of our alone time together. Although, there isn't that much to tell. She has been spending a lot of evenings and all of the weekend in the woods because the cold is almost here. I told her that we would help her that she doesn't have to worry that way anymore, but she insists on stocking up as much as she can.
My dad has already agreed that when the winter finally sets in, she can help every weekend in the bakery for pay. My mother has been away for over two months and my father, the whole family really, is happier than ever. Father tells jokes and the Mellark men spend dinners together and play card games late into the night sometimes. On the night after Dan got engaged to Bella, dad brought a bottle of white liquor home from the Hob and we all took shots of congratulations together.
On the day of the first snow, I couldn't help but smile all the way to school because I knew that I would be seeing her more now. At lunch, we sat close to each other and Madge was across the table chatting about classes and winter break. She said she might have a small Winter get together with some of our friends, her father would be hosting a party downtown in the town hall for all of the merchant adults. This would be a chance for all of the merchant kids to drink and enjoy the break while the parents are away for the few hours. I knew it would take some convincing, but I truly hoped that Katniss would go with me. We might could actually be alone together.
She walked with me to the bakery to speak with my father about her winter schedule. Her mother reluctantly agreed to the job, but knew that my dad would pay them well for her time. He even started going over to see Mrs. Everdeen on Sunday evenings when the bakery closed early, his claims are that they needed to get rid of the leftover items before the new week started. But, being my father's son, I knew he was sweet on her.
When Katniss and my dad talked about the schedule, she took the business meeting so seriously. She assured him she would be on time and would keep up with her studies. They agreed she would work all day on Saturday, Sunday mornings if needed and a couple days after school during the week. Her pay would be 4 coins per full day and 1 coin for each partial day, any bread or rolls that she desired and could carry home. My father also threw in the fact that she must come for our family dinners on Friday evenings. At first she was hesitant and felt it was too much. She is not one to take any sort of charity but once father assured her that he would keep her busy and she would be earning her pay; she finally gave in and accepted. He also decided at that time to switch my shift with Rye's; essentially he had us working together. He claimed that it made more sense on the schedule, but only I could see the slight wink he gave me. My dad is truly the best.
She would start this weekend since the snow had set and was sticking to the ground. I offered to walk her home after the meeting and to carry the things that my father was sending home as a "down payment". She allowed it and it was my first time walking her home at night fall. When we got to the Seam, she stepped inside to ask her mom if I could come in and warm myself by the fire before heading back. Katniss came back to the door with a note from her mother that there was an accident at the mine; her and Prim would be there most of the night helping in the makeshift hospital camp at the mine.
Katniss pulled me inside and started to rekindle the embers that were left in the fireplace. I took the poker and logs from her hands and let her know I would take care of it. She excused herself to make some tea and freshen up in her room. The kettle whistled a few minutes later and I had the makings of a strong fire in the pit. I heard her come into the room, she was wearing night pants and a thin cotton shirt. I knew she wasn't wearing a bra, it was cold and her nipples were hard and showing through the light blue shirt. Her hair was down, out of its typical tight braid. She had never looked more beautiful to me, with her olive skin and raven hair against the orange light of the fire.
The Everdeen home was cozy, but cold. I knew the houses in the Seam were cookie cutter and not built to the same standard as the merchant homes in town. But, it was all the more reason to sit extra close to her. We drank tea and she told me about Prim's goat, Lady.
She was shivering next to me, I took the old quilted blanket from the back of the thread worn couch, pulled her close and wrapped the blanket around us. Her head was resting on my chest and my lips pressed into her hair, her arms folded across her own chest in an attempt to keep warm. We sat that way for a few minutes, no words spoken between us. Comfortable silence. I could freeze this moment and live in it.
I felt her shift and turn more towards me, draping her legs across my lap under the blanket and softly putting her hand on my stomach. Her hand was so warm, even through my shirt and her legs were just over my crotch. I tried not to think of her straddling me, or laying her over my knees and slapping her bare ass. But, her running her fingers up and down my chest, going lower and lower on my stomach was too much. I tried pushing her legs further down to avoid her feeling my erection.
"Peeta?" it was almost a whisper. "Can I touch you again?" I know she's looking at me, but I don't dare look at her face. It would only make me more hard. My hand covers hers and I guide it down to my already stiff dick. "oh, I meant under your pants." Oh fuck. I pulled her face up to mine and she was biting her lip and avoiding my eyes.
"Look at me." I sounded a little harsh, but her silver toned eyes met mine immediately. "You don't have to do that, I – I don't want you to do anything that you don't want to."
"Peeta, I want to. I want more and I, um, want to know what it feels like."
I don't even speak; I don't know that any words would come out if I tried. I had done this with Delly, but I don't remember being so turned on by just her voice or her gaze on me. I popped open the button on my slacks and slid the zipper down. I put her hand on my lower stomach, just above the waist band of my undershorts. My hand went to the back of her head, under the veil of her hair and gripped the nape of her neck pulling her lips to mine. She tasted like mint and honey from the tea. Her fingers crept under my shorts and I felt her small hand grab around the base of my dick. I felt her whimper into my kiss.
She would be the end of me. However, my absolute weakness were the gasps and moans from her mouth when I dominated her with my kisses or holding her up against the wall.
Her soft hand slid up and down on me, going all the way to the tip before going back down slowly. She ran her thumb over the head of my dick, spreading my wetness down my shaft. This time, it was me that let out a gasp and I felt her smile beneath my kiss. "Does that feel good?" the words leave her tongue as almost a purr.
"Of course, but I can't come yet. Please let me touch you now." I felt her grip tighten on me and my hips bucked into her hand involuntarily. She slowly pulled her hand up my stomach and brought her finger to her mouth. I watched as one finger slid across her tongue and I could smell the saltiness on her hand. It was too much. I grabbed her face with both of my hands and kissed her hard, probably bruising her lips. I could taste myself on the inside her lips and it only fueled me more. I had never wanted her more than I did now. I bit her bottom lip and sucked it between mine, I felt her fingernails dig into my chest.
I grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her onto her back on the couch. I hovered over her, pressing my dick into her thigh, my face inches from hers. Her warm, quickened breath on my neck and her tense body reminded me that I couldn't just take her. I wanted her to be mine, but not like that.
I kissed down her chin and she tilted her head up, giving me access to her neck. I licked across her clavicle and wetly sucked on her nipple through her thin shirt, when I pulled away I blew a quick cool breath across it and watched her squirm beneath me. I moved to the other breast and lightly bit her nipple, her back arched and her hands came to my shoulders. I could almost feel her pushing me downwards. "Slow down, sweetheart, I want to take my time with you. I want it to be worth it." She let a soft mmmm leave her lips when I pulled her night shirt slightly up to kiss down her flat stomach.
The extra bread and food had done wonders to her body, she was still thin but her curves had filled out and her hip bones weren't as prominent. Her pants had been slightly pushed down when I was grinding on her and I licked right above the band of her sleep pants at the very top of her pubic area. When I moved my hands down her hips, my fingertips ran down her thighs and could feel her ample backside underneath. Her body jerked when I inched her pants down her legs. She wasn't wearing any panties; did she want this as much as I did? I pulled them off before taking in her beautiful legs, her knees tightly drawn together. I lowered myself onto her, running my hand down the inside of her thigh. I can see the short dark curls that cover her pussy. It makes my dick flinch and press against my still undone pants. The only other girls that I had been with were blonde and younger, they hadn't matured into women by the physical standard.
"Kat, I'm going to touch you now. Is – is that okay? Please tell me if you want me to stop..." I let one of her legs fall to the side and pulled the other over my shoulder. Her whole body shuddered when I licked the full length of her pussy. "Oh god, you're so wet. I've wanted to taste you for so fucking long!" I continued to gently lick until she let her core muscles relax and I felt her fingertips glide over my shoulders into my hair.
Her moaning started softly and her fingernails grazed across my scalp, I had to calm myself before I continued. My fingers spread open her folds and I softly licked her clit. Her hands tangled in my hair, my fingertips dug into her thighs and we moaned together. She arched her back and one of her hands left my hair to rub her nipples. It was impossible for me to go slow any longer, I wanted to feel her thighs grip around my face.
I sucked on her clit and watched her to see what she liked as my tongue did circles on her pussy. Her breathing quickened, her grip tightened in my curls, she pinched her left nipple. I could come just watching her. When her eyes met mine and she bit her lip; I kept my mouth on her clit. "Peeta, please don't stop. I'm going to finish, don't stop."
Seconds later her thighs wrapped around my head and her mouth was open and gasping, her eyes squeezed shut. Never could I have imagined how fucking sexy she was. I relished in the idea that I was the only one to see her this way.
Hovering over her again, she kissed my lips sweetly. I wonder if she tastes herself on me? That thought made my painfully hard erection jerk. "that was the most amazing thing, I – I couldn't have imagined it would feel that way. Please promise that you will do it again." She looked so sweet and nervous asking if we could do it again, I don't know what I could do to show her how much I wanted her. Not just in this moment, but always.
I held her face, trying to be as gently as possible. "fuck yes Katniss, I want to do it over and over. I love the way your pussy gets wet and the taste of you on my lips." I started rubbing my dick through my pants as I watched her mouth. I know she felt my hand sliding up and down against her leg. Her hand went to my chest and pushed me back until I was sitting on my hind legs.
"Peeta, I want to watch you. I want to see you come for me. I want to know what I do to you. Show me what happens when you think of me at night." Shit. The most amazing night of my life.
I sat back and pulled my pants and shorts down, letting my dick pop up dramatically. I watched as her eyes opened widely and her tongue grazed along the inside of her pink swollen lips. I ran my hand up and down, savoring every moment of her beautiful gaze on me. I could see her hand inch down between her still unclothed center.
"Katniss, can I see your chest? Wou- would that be okay?" she took a second to think about it before lifting her cotton shirt over her small but full breasts, nipples still hard from her orgasm. Her knees spread slightly and I could see her pussy was glistening in the fire light, her eyes stayed on my hand stroking my painfully hard cock. I tried to go as slow as possible, to make it last while I watched her watching me. but when her finger slid between the lips of her pussy, I knew I couldn't last.
She inched closer and closer and before I even realized what was happening, she was so close to my center that I could feel her breath on my hand. She put her small hand over mine and slowed my movements. I couldn't even blink, I want to remember this moment in its entirety because I knew it would replay in my mind late at night when I was in my bed. Her eyes looked up at mine and never left them as she slowly closed the distance between my seeping dick and her lips. When she licked the head of my cock with the flat part of her tongue, I had to pull her head away from my lap because I was going to come immediately. With the other hand, I covered my hand over hers and continued to stroke myself ferociously while she watched. When her tongue flicks across her lips and her teeth bite into her bottom lip, I come – four, five, six shots of my come go up my stomach and it dribbles down our hands that are still on my dick. Her eyes are huge and she looks so lustful.
Our eyes meet and I lean in to kiss her lips. "Was that okay? Everything that happened?" hopefully she doesn't hate me.
"It was amazing; I never knew it could be like this. I liked, uh, watching you and touching you." Oh god. She looks so innocent and beautiful, her lips still swollen and her face flushed. I pulled my shirt off and quickly cleaned up her hand. She promises to launder it before her mom gets home. My mind steals a moment to imagine her sleeping in my shirt, it would hang off her and barely cover her thighs.
I put on my heavy coat as she ushers me to the door. Before I button it up, I can't help but pull her close to me, against my bare chest. I want to tell her I love her, but I don't want to scare her. Instead, I take her face into my hands and press my lips to hers.
"Katniss? I want you to be mine…Will you be my girlfr- Uh, I want to ask your mom if I can officially court you." She smiles beneath my kiss.
She breaks away from the kiss and whispers to me… "I thought I was yours already."