WARNING: This is purely completely and totally SMUT, SEX, LEMONS, THE HORIZONTAL TANGO… what ever you want to call it. It is detailed and really dirty so don't say I didn't warn you! No youngins please.

Peeta

I roll over in my tent, burying my head underneath my sleeping bag and trying desperately to tune out the grunts, moans, and 'oh catos' coming from the tent next to mine. The two careers obviously had no shame whatsoever and the slapping of skin could be heard well into the night.

Teaming up with these assholes had been my only chance at surviving the bloodbath at the cornucopia and I leveraged my safety with them against the fact that I could help them find Katniss… which of course was absolutely ludicrous.

I hoped beyond hope that she was safe, wherever she was, and was thrilled that she had managed to escape the bloodbath. I knew exactly what she was thinking when she saw that bow and luckily I distracted her enough that she missed her chance to get it, which I'm sure she was none too happy about.

Katniss Everdeen. This girl had plagued my thoughts since we were kids, after her hand shot up in the air in school when she volunteered to sing I was instantly hooked. She never knew it of course, as I had yet to speak a word to her until the reaping, but I had always been madly in love with her.

The closest I had ever come to any interaction with her, outside of being in the same classes in school, was that day in the rain. She was emaciated, a skeleton, desperately looking amongst the garbage cans of the merchant shops for any scraps of food to feed her family. Her cheekbones were sharp, protruding from beneath the skin and her eyes were hollow.

The beating I took from my witch of a mother was worth it to see the hope in her eyes and the strength come back to her body in the following weeks. I had saved Katniss' life, but I still couldn't muster up the courage to talk to her.

I had made up my mind that after this reaping, after the threat of the games was gone for at least another year, I would finally man up and talk to her. I would find out everything there was to know about this girl, and eventually I would wear her walls down and she would love me.

I don't know if it was a sick twisted way of throwing it in my face but fate somehow decided we would both be chosen—me by chance, her by volunteering— to fight to the death in the games. Whatever plans I had previously possessed to make Katniss mine were thrown out the window and I decided that I was going to do everything within my power to make sure that she went home alive, even if it meant my death.

She thought my little confession to Caesar was only a means of playing the game to get ahead, but I simply couldn't let the chance go of her never knowing how I felt about her, even if she did think it was a lie.

She had no idea that she constantly invaded my thoughts. I would picture her, her dark olive skin and silky hair cascading over her slim shoulder as she slept peacefully next to me. The first time I ever experienced a wet dream was to the image of Katniss' bare body, moving over mine in a way that I couldn't truly understand yet at that age.

As I got older my sick mind managed to picture her in every type of position, as we would make love in my head.

I would picture her dark hair, splayed out in a halo behind her as I held her hands over her head and entered her for the first time. I imagined her soft lips caressing the skin of my neck as I thrust into her before biting down and claiming me as hers. My brain projected images of her slim waist with my hands gripping it, her back arched and her head flown back in ecstasy as I pushed into her from behind. Her lips would scream out my name in passion and she would beg me for more before I finally gave in.

I prided myself on being an honorable person, but deep down I still was a horny teenager that fantasized about girls just as much as the next guy. It just so happens that now I was stuck in an arena forced to fight to the death with the one girl that was always the star of my fantasies.

A particularly loud "Fuck!" followed by more slapping of skin brought me back to reality and I embarrassingly realized that I had sported a woody from all my thoughts of Katniss. I shifted uncomfortably as I tried to go back to sleep but my hard on and the noises that Glimmer and Cato were making made the task impossible.

I knew that all of Panem was watching, but figured that with the activities going on next door no one would pay attention to little old Peeta Mellark asleep in his tent and decided that if I was discreet enough I would be able to rid myself of my little situation.

I buried myself father underneath the sleeping bag and turned on my side so hopefully no cameras could detect the moves my hand was making as I gripped myself over my pants. I quickly unzipped them and pulled my erection out, stifling a moan as my hand relieved some of the pressure. I could still hear grunts and moans and instantly I imagined it was Katniss and I.

My hand started to stroke as I went to one of my favorite spank bank scenarios.

I knew Katniss made daily trips to the woods and today I was finally brave enough to follow her. I snuck under the fence a few minutes after she did and wandered into the dense forest in search for her. I had no idea what I was doing or where I was going but I gripped the knife I had brought with me harder as I traversed deeper into the unknown.

I heard her yell and took off in a sprint to find her in a struggle with a wild dog. Her bow was in her hand and she was using it to fend off the wild animal as it growled on top of her, foaming at the mouth trying to clamp its strong jaws around her delicate throat. Within an instant I was behind it and had dug my knife into its side, kicking it off of her before slitting its throat.

She looked up startled from the ground, her breathing heavy as she took me in with wide eyes. Her hair was partially out of her braid and falling in front of her face from her struggle with the dog. I reached my hand down to help her up as I pulled her to her feet.

Her cheeks flush and she reaches down to pick up her quiver of arrows.

"Thank you Peeta."

My heart stutters at the fact that she knows my name and I shrug it off, as if killing wild dogs in the forest was an everyday occurrence for the baker's son.

My fantasy fasts forward and after she asks if there is anyway she can thank me our lips are touching and arousal is running rampant through my body.

Her lips are soft and pliant and moving against mine like there is nowhere else she would rather be. My hand comes up to thread itself through her hair while the other pulls her hips flush against mine, causing a moan to rip from her mouth at the feel of my arousal against her stomach.

My hands drop down to her succulent ass and I lift her up, her legs wrapping around mine desperately as I walk us over and lean her against the rough bark of a tree. I grind myself into her and she moans my name over and over as her hands struggle to find purchase on the hard planes of my back. I rip her shirt and bra over her head, pinning her to the tree with my hips, and lean down to take one of her dusky nipples into my mouth.

I am in heaven as I suck, lick, and bite and nothing has ever sounded sweeter than my name coming from her hot as fuck lips. Her hands are desperately trying to pull my shirt off and I pull away to quickly dispose myself of it before ridding her of the rest of her clothing and dropping my pants enough that my erection springs out. She reaches down to grab it causing me to moan and I slap her hand away before hoisting her up against the tree and lining myself up with her entrance.

"Peeta I- I've never done this before."

"It's okay Katniss I'll go slow."

She nods and is writhing against me as I slowly lower her onto my cock, her head thrown back and her nails digging little half moons into my shoulders. She is so god damn tight and wet it takes everything in me not to just pound into her like my instincts are demanding of me. I wait for her to get accustomed to me and when she nods her head and swivels her hips I pull back before slowly reentering her.

After a few more thrusts the crease in her eyebrows fades away and she is writhing against me.

"Please Peeta… harder."

I growl out as I slam her hips down onto mine, her head flies back again and my name is flowing from her lips like a mantra as I thrust in and out of her heat. She feels so fucking good and its all I can do to hold on for another couple of minutes. I feel her walls tightening around me and her nails drag down my back as I tilt her hips allowing me to reach deeper in her.

"Oh god…Peeta! Oh fuck!"

I reach down between us and rub that special spot that my brothers had talked nonstop about causing her to fall apart over me. She yells my name into the woods causing birds to scatter and I increase my pace as I feel that oh so familiar tightening bellow my belly button.

Her wet heat is driving me over the edge and I desperately grasp her hips as I pound relentlessly into her. I feel her coming a second time and this time fall over the edge with her. I yell her name followed by a bunch of curses as my thrusts become erratic and I hold myself as deep inside her as I can go when I explode.

Nothing in my life has ever felt so fucking good and my eyes roll to the back of my head as I shallowly thrust out my orgasm, filling Katniss with my cum.

I groan as I spill my seed into my hand, getting it all over the inside of the sleeping bag as well, as I pump out the remainder of my orgasm. My mind is still wrapped around my fantasy and I find my release hollow in comparison to what it could have been if I ever actually had the nerve to talk to Katniss before the reaping.

A/N: Oh Peeta Peeta Peeta. I know everyone thinks he is this really pure little boy, but come on, he is a teenager! A horny teenager at that!

So this story has taken on a life of its own and while originally it was only supposed to be a Glimmer/Cato one shot it has morphed into this... thing. I have all these pairings that I want to explore so this is where I will be exploring them! Expect lots and lots of more sexy smut to come!