Chapter 5
Katniss cringed as the Capitol stylists plucked out stray hairs that hung to the side of her eyebrows.
'All about the precision,' she thought to herself.
After her make-up was done and she looked satisfactory enough for Capitol standards, a petite dark haired woman with eyes slanted upwards but her pupils stayed in the same place came into the room. Her ivory skin was a florescent contrast to her hair that was put up in a bun with pink, flowery attachments.
"Hello Ms. Everdeen," the woman smiled, holding various threads, fabrics, and needles.
"Um, hi. You're my fashion designer now?" Katniss' head filled with memories of her former designer Cinna. Snow had done away with him after a subtle act of rebellion in and interview, but not enough to fool Snow. Her heart sank and her anger toward Snow rose.
"Yes. My name is Mei," she smiled, shaking Katniss' hand. "Now, what kind of dress should we make you Ms. Everdeen?" Mei looked her client over.
"Does it really matter Mei? It'll have to have been approved by the President anyway," Katniss scowled.
"True. But I think he'll like what I've picked out," Mei tried to smile but felt Katniss' pain as she had been the daughter of District 5's mayor and was married off to a government official in the Capitol when she was 14
The tiny fashion designer pulled out a chiffon knee length black dress with a skirt reminiscent of a monarch butterfly with orange and black flaps like the wings of a butterfly.
Her breasts, though fairly small, still struggled to stay in her top providing the dress was sleeveless. No doubt made that way for her perverted fiancé.
"Fiancé..." her heart dropped at the thought of marrying Snow. He had killed everything she held dear and destroyed her home. She hated him! He had already killed Peeta and Cinna. Now who was she to care for?
"It goes along with the opera you'll be seeing," Mei added. "It's called Madma Butterfly so I figured you should dress as a butterfly,"
Katniss nodded and put on the dress, sliding it on her lean body and it started to itch but she figured she had to stick it out.
The girl on fire ascended down the stairs in her dress, barely walking in her silver heels with her mascara half running down her face.
"Katniss dear, what is wrong?" Snow looked concerned and held his arm out to her.
"You've killed everyone! You've taken everything from me!" Katniss yanked away from his touch.
He sighed. "I did what had to be done. They were a threat to the order of Panem. It couldn't be helped,"
"Couldn't be helped!? How could it not-"
She felt his lips brush against her's and she melted, kissing him as well.
"I know you have suffered loss and hardship, but through that fire has emerged the steel goddess I see before me," he kissed her hard, wanting to possess her body and soul.
She looked into his blue eyes as they parted slowly.
"We should go," she took his hand, leading him outside into the courtyard surrounding the house as white peacocks strutted past them.
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"Does the goddess know the words?" a bearded tenor in a button up blue shirt sung to the exotic-looking girl on stage that was his bride.
"She does, but fears they will only bring death!" the girl sang, her voice rung sweet like a mockingjay.
Snow pulled Katniss onto his lap and started nibbling her ear and rubbing her small but firm breasts. He rubbed her flat stomach, thinking of his seed planting in her womb. His children. Their children!
His hands snaked around her waist as she felt her fiancé get hard against her. If they had less clothes, he would slip inside of her.
"You desire me dearest. Don't you?" Snow choked out, wanting too badly to bend her over where she stood and claim her in the oldest of ways.
"I don't know now," she stumbled with her sentence.
"So you would be willing to give yourself to me completely? And once we'd be done, you'd be mine," he squeezed her breasts.
She thought for a second. Did she really want to give herself to him? Would he be faithful after this? Would everything she had supressingly hoped for finally come true?
"Yes," Katniss finally said. "But should we really do it here?" she looked around
"You are right. That's more of a second time thing," he lead her out of box five.
Hey peoples. Yes I just did make a Phantom of the Opera reference ;) I won't give away too much but stuffz get hot in the next chapter. Bye!