Effie had gotten a little tipsy after the interview with Caesar, she was feeling playful tonight and she remembered Haymitch's words from earlier "Nice dress too, not yours." He had said and she had ignored him but now, now she wanted to do something about it, she had told everyone that she hadn't been feeling well so she could slip away early, she then made her way to Haymitch's room.
He wouldn't be back for at least a half hour, so she went and removed her makeup and wig, letting her long blond curls flow free, then removed her dress, underwear and shoes, leaving them spread out on his floor, and sat on the frame of his bed, completely naked, waiting for him.
She seen the door handle turn, then Haymitch came in and stop in his tracks, staring at her, mouth open. "Fuck princess, what are you doing." He asked completely stunned "Well earlier you made it clear that you weren't a fan of my dress." She said walking close to him, she was a lot shorter than him without her heels, so she had to look up at him "I thought you'd like it a lot better on your bedroom floor." She whispered close to his lips about to kiss him before pulling away.
"Tease." He sighed in frustration and she giggled "Well you know I like a man who takes what he wants." She said and he walked close to her using on hand to trap her hip against the wall "Oh yeah?" He asked an she nodded standing up on her tip toes to kiss him. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him, he carried her to the bed and lay her down before climbing on top of her, putting a had between her legs and stroking her clit, he brought her to the edge of coming before she practically pleading "Haymitch I need you, now." She said and he obliged slamming into her hard making them both moan, it was a battle Effie would try and take control and Haymitch would grab her wrists and pin them above her head "I'm in charge princess, don't forget it." He said and she grinned "Is that so?" She asked, whilst he was still pounding into her. "Be a good girl Effie." He whispered to her "Everybody likes a good girl." She moaned.
"Harder Haymitch, I need you." She said and he did, "Fuck Effie." He moaned as she felt waves of pleasure come over her, they both came and Haymitch slumped down on top of her, rolling over and pulling her into his arms laughing "God princess, I forgot how fun you are." He said and she giggled and kissed him, "Maybe I'll wear that dress more often." She lay her head on his chest and he kissed her head, "we should get some sleep, it's been a really rough few days," he said and she hummed in agreement and snuggled closer into his arms falling asleep quickly before he could even close his eyes, he watched her, stroking her hair, who would've ever thought he would allow Effie Trinket of all people to fall asleep in his arms, but he had and he was loving every second of it, he thought before closing in his own eyes and falling asleep.