I decided to make this a two-shot and wrote another one in Katniss' POV. The first chapter and this chapter did not happen on the same day. This is another episode of their love-making in Katniss' POV. I actually had fun writing this one so I hope you guys will like it too.

I also want to thank everyone who reviewed this story. I appreciate it, really. Your reviews give me joy and it urges me to write more. So please leave any form of criticism and I'll gladly accept it.

Peeta loves taking it slow and Katniss has to go with the flow.

Moonlight Chemistry (Part Deux)

My back collides against the wall and I groan against his lips. I press my palms on the flat surface behind me and I tiptoe, the heels on my feet touching the wall as Peeta brings his body closer to mine. He presses his hips against my own, our pelvises touching and I pick my left leg up and wrap it around his waist. He nuzzles his nose in my neck, nibbling at my dampened skin as I snake my hands to his waist, sliding it to his chest, making sure my nails graze his naked body before I bury my fingers in his hair. And as I do this, I earn a deep-throated groan from him that I love to hear.

My lips part as the burning desire grows in me and I moan. The tips of my fingers trace Peeta's jaw line and I lift his head up, my forehead touching his and his nose slightly pressed to mine. Peeta's blue orbs stare into my misty gray eyes and our breaths, hot and haggard as our eyes communicate. Clouded with lust, I smirk as my eyes turn to the side, motioning for the bed and I look at him again. I wiggle my eyebrows at him and he chuckles. He touches my bottom lip lightly with his own like feathers against my skin and he opens his mouth, his lips hovering above mine and I part my own, waiting for his action but he only blows hot air on the hollow opening of my mouth. His teeth capture my bottom lip, lightly biting it and I groan in frustration.

"Peeta," I growl as I pull away from him.

"Katniss," he whispers. He's mocking me.

I rest my hands on his cheeks and slowly, I curl my fingers and dig my nails in his soft skin and he winces. I attack his lips before he could utter a sound and kiss him with intensity. I angle my face to kiss him fully in the mouth and he groans. He pushes his tongue out and parts my lips and I accept him. Our mouth dance together and I push him for more. Peeta's left leg rests in between mine, his knee hitting the wall and I spread my legs wide and feel his groin pressing at the junction of my sex. I feel a little bold and rub my hips against his and he crushes his body to mine. His hands grip my waist, pushing me harder against the wall. I leap from where I stand and encircle my legs on his waist, urging him to move to the bed. Peeta slides his hands down to my buttocks and squeezes it and manoeuvres us around the room and drops me on the bed. Hands still on my butt, he massages it with his fingers as he makes his way to my sex. But he's teasing me because he stops and starts playing with the hem of my nightdress. He slowly removes it from my body, taking pauses and dropping kisses at each part of my exposed skin. He stops removing it midway, scrunching my nightdress to my breast as he brings his lips to my navel.

He likes to tease me when we make love and while I grow sexually frustrated from his actions, I can't help but feel more wanted and glorious as he takes his time to study my body.

"Let's take it slow," he always says. Our pace starts excruciatingly slow but our sex is beautifully executed, so I let him. I let him tease me and explore my body.

Peeta licks his lips as he stares at my scar that runs from my left breast and to the expanse of my body. And while I'm ashamed of it, he loves it. He showers it with kisses and traces it with his fingertips before he cups my breasts with his hands and fondles them.

A pair of lips connects to my sensitive nipples and I arch my back at the sudden contact. The sudden warmth on my breasts had my body convulsing underneath him and I squirm at his touch. I desperately cling onto Peeta's head, my fingers threading in his silky, blonde hair and pull him closer to my chest. My mouth opens and closes as he continues to smother my breasts with kisses, sucking and biting it with pleasure. I give a slight whimper, and then I moan and groan when he takes my hands away from his hair, entwining our fingers together as he brings it above our heads. My legs writhe underneath him as the soles of my feet obsessively rubs against his calves. I feel the muscles of his legs contract as I move beneath him, trying to get my toes reach the hem of his boxers. His mouth moves to my clavicle, giving me open-mouthed kisses and I try to bring my hands down to touch him but he only tightens his grip on me. I grow frustrated and I let out a groan as I wriggle underneath him, my toes still trying to remove his boxers. As he kisses my jaw line, I finally grip the edge of his boxers with my toes and pull it down, kicking it away from his body. My mind does an imaginary victory scream as I finally have him naked above me.

I slide my body lower on the bed and move my head to capture his lips. My mouth moves hungrily against his and he finally lets go of my hands. I fling my arms to his neck and bring his body closer to mine. I spread my legs wider as he repositions himself between me. His hands travel down my body and remove my underwear.

The cold breeze from the open windows makes contact with my exposed skin and I hitch a breath. My body heaves and Peeta stops his actions. I question him with my eyes but he only looks at me. He moves his arms to the side of my face, his palms resting on the bed as he hovers above me. His arms encase me like strong pillars and I smile at him. His dishevelled hair falls from his face and I bring my hands to brush it to the side. I pull myself up from my where I lie and bring my lips close to his.

"I love you." I blink, fluttering my eyelashes against his long, blonde ones and softly kiss him. He smiles into the kiss and whisper the same sweet words to me.

Peeta slowly lowers himself to me and I spread my legs wider. Our bodies connect as I clutch to him. My arms wound his back as he moves against me. I wrap my legs around his waist and my hips grind against his. He lets out a low growl and I moan his name. The heels of my feet dig into his buttocks, urging him to go deeper inside me and he obliged. He grunted as he joined us closer, deeper in our core.

Peeta moves faster and I pick up his pace and follow his rhythm. I almost lose myself as he goes slower, deeper and harder until his body collapses above mine. I shudder underneath him as my insides explode. We don't move from our position, him on top of me, our limbs tangled and our breaths haggard. Our bodies glisten under the moonlight and soon, we drift to sleep with our bodies still connected.