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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.

Gale

I battle with myself every day, whether or not to go into town to watch the games on the big screen the Capitol makes available, and most days I end up going, justified that I will be able to see Katniss again, even if it is the last time. Today I decide to venture in and watch my best friend battle for her life. I about lost my shit when the Careers and baker boy had her caught up that tree, and laughed aloud in glee as she dropped the tracker jacker nest on them and caused the death of that whorish hot as fuck blonde.

When the little girl gets speared and Katniss puts an arrow in one of the Careers neck part of me is glad, at least then Katniss wouldn't have to kill her. After the rule change is announced she finds the Baker's son, who is camouflaged and bleeding out. She manages to clean him up and blushes when he has to strip down so she can wash his boxers. The merchant girls that are watching squeal and chatter as they get a glimpse at a naked Peeta Mellark.

"I told you he would be big," one girl whispers.

"He is sculpted like a god! Look at those muscles!"

I roll my eyes at them; even though the kid is clearly knocking on death's door they are fawning over him and have no shame ogling his naked bits. They are almost as bad as the Capitol.

I watch as they realize that his wound is infected and instantly recognize it as blood poisoning. He has a day to live, maybe two at tops, if he doesn't get the necessary medicine. He is delirious and obviously burning with fever and is babbling about the first time he ever saw her and her red dress and after their banter she shuts him up by kissing him.

My blood boils as I watch the chaste kiss and I have to take deep breaths and calm myself down when I realize from the look on Katniss' face that it was only for the cameras.

A voice booms out over the arena and announces that there will be a feast the following morning at the cornucopia with something every tribute desperately needs. Obviously baker boy's medicine will be there and they argue about her going to get it for him. I am agreeing with him that she shouldn't go but of course Katniss can't just accept the fact that he would be happy to die with the taste of her lips on his.

She manages to knock him out with sleep syrup and I'm cursing her as she makes her way towards the cornucopia at dawn. She manages to grab the bag and my heart stops as that crazy little Career's knife hits her in the forehead causing a steady stream of blood. My heart is in my throat as I watch them struggle on the ground and I don't know whether I want to watch my best friend get filleted in her final moments of life as my eyes flick from the screen to the ground and back again.

I feel a hand slip into mine and squeeze and I close my eyes as the crowd gasps at what was surely Katniss' death. However I am pleasantly surprised to find that the large dark skinned boy has pulled psycho bitch off of Katniss and smashed her face in before giving Katniss a free pass.

A weight is lifted off of my shoulders as I watch her run to the woods, Cato following Thresh into the field. I finally look up to see who had grabbed my hand, expecting it to be mom, or maybe even Posy, but am shocked to see Madge Undersee staring back at me with her big blue eyes. She squeezes my hand again before releasing it and turns to walk away.

The next day I feel her presence next to me as I watch as Peeta heals and Katniss wakes up from her blood loss. While at first I was able to see that Katniss was playing up their kisses and caresses for the camera this last one has my blood boiling. I can practically feel the confusion rolling off of Katniss as she breaks away from their loving embrace, I can see her eyes darken as she stares at him and it has me in a fit of rage, my hands clenching into fists at my sides.

I feel her soft fingers again on my hand, slowly unclenching them finger by finger before threading them with hers and giving me a tug. I rip my eyes away from the screen and look at her confused, but she avoids my gaze and wordlessly leads me away from the square and the sight of my best friend making out with Mellark on live television.

Our hands stay connected as she leads me away and I take this moment to really take in all that is Madge Undersee. Her blonde wavy hair is pulled back into a quaint pink ribbon, the likes of which would take at least 3 squirrels to trade at the hob, and to me it is a frivolous accessory that would play no part in the survival of my family or me. Her blonde curls swish back and forth as she walks and she is dressed in a light pink dress that hugs her body in all the right places.

Against my will my eyes stay locked on her heart shaped ass, which is rounded and supple from years of never having to go hungry. This was one thing that most merchant's daughters had that Seam girls lacked… womanly curves.

I was so preoccupied with the bounce of the mayor's daughter's butt that I didn't notice we had made it across town to the ostentatious house that belonged to the Undersees. Madge pushed open the back door and pulled me into the house before leading me to a sitting room decorated in lavish furniture, the likes of which I've only seen in the Justice Building. The TV is on, and broadcasting the games, as is mandatory in all the districts. I let out a sigh of relief to see that they are no longer showing 'The Star Crossed Lovers from District 12" and instead have cut to Cato hopelessly trying to find Thresh in the wheat field from hell.

Madge speaks for the first time since we apparently became friends.

"I just thought you might want to watch it here… where it's more private."

I nod my thanks and for the first time feel a little remorse for the way I've treated her throughout the years. We silently sit down to continue watching when the screen flashes back to Katniss and her lover, who are now all cuddly in their sleeping bag and playing tonsil hockey with each other.

I let out some sort of growl when he rolls on top of her, the sleeping bag blocking viewers from having a direct view, but still leaving little to the imagination. It is blatant that he is between her legs now and her hands are threaded through his hair as they let out little moans and gasps. I feel the anger stirring and the nausea rising in my throat when a blanket it suddenly thrown over the TV, blocking my view.

Madge stands in front of it arms crossed over her chest.

"Well. I think that's enough for one day. Don't you?"

The question is rhetorical and even though the blanket is over the TV I can still hear their moaning and groaning and I spite the fact that the Capitol refuses to have any TV in all of Panem be switched off during the Games. I hear Katniss let out a loud moan and my body cant help the reaction to it as my blood starts flowing south, regardless of the fact that I'm not the one providing her with pleasure.

I suddenly realize that Madge's eyes are now locked on my crotch, my pants doing little to hide my erection. Part of me wants to feel embarrassed, but the other more vindictive part of me wants to continue my crude behavior towards the Mayor's daughter.

I lean back on the couch, arms spread along the back of it and spread my legs casually, making my hard on even more prominent.

"What, the Mayor's daughter never seen a real man before?"

My question is vindictive and mocking and instead of the blush and aversion of eye contact that I was fully expecting, Madge manages to floor me. Her eyes dangerously light up as she holds my gaze. My cocky smirk slowly starts to dissipate as she cocks an eyebrow at me, and a smirk of her own graces her plump lips.

"No, just never seen one so small before is all."

She is triumphant and her words fuel my anger. Instantly I am off the couch and in her face.

"Watch what you say little girl. You have no idea who you're messing with."

"Oh sure I do. Big bad Gale, always talking and never acting. Why don't you put your money where your mouth is and make me shut my mouth huh?"

I am equal parts furious and turned on at the fact that Madge Undersee has grown a spine and is feistly giving it right back to me. It does more to me than I'm willing to admit and my body is throbbing at her proximity.

"Fucking bitch."

I mumble this and her eyes flash dangerously before she is smirking again. Then within a second her hand has grabbed my dick and her smirk turns into a full blown victorious smile as she feels how hard and throbbing I am.

"Seems your body would disagree Gale."

She squeezes me and it's the final straw as I rip her hand off me and pull her towards me, causing her to crash into my chest as I claim her lips with mine. My tongue shoves its way into her mouth and her lips devour mine as my hands span her flared waist and pull her tight to my body.

She roughly bites my bottom lip as I grind myself into her stomach. Her hands fist themselves in my hair, pulling hard as my hands grope her supple ass. I easily lift her up and her legs wrap tightly around my waist, lining me up perfectly with her heat.

Our hands are everywhere, groping, squeezing and pinching as I make my way upstairs to her ridiculous room. Once inside I slam her hard against the wall and grind my dick into her, trying to get some friction through the clothing we have on. Her hands claw at my back, trying desperately to rid me of my shirt and finally succeeding.

My hips hold her against the wall and my free hand roughly cups her breast through the material of her dress before pulling it down and hearing a satisfying rip as the material gives way. I drank in her pale full breasts, topped with perky rose nipples, hardened for me, and begging for my attention. Not wanting to disappoint, my mouth descended on them and lapped at them before sucking them into my mouth and biting down. Madge gave a yelp followed by a low moan and grinded herself down onto me.

"Gale. Pleasee."

I moaned and dropped her legs to the floor before undoing my pants enough for my dick to be freed. Simultaneously she ripped her underwear down her legs before hastily pulling me back to her and wrapping her leg around me. I hoisted her up again lining my cock up with her wet warm heat. I slid myself up and down her folds, coating myself with her juices before sheathing myself inside of her.

We let out concurrent moans and I was surprised when I slipped right inside of her with no resistance. I had expected her to be a virgin. I started moving instantly, the feeling of her tight heat around me causing my eyes to roll into the back of my head. It had been entirely too long since I had done this and there was something just so unbelievably primal about being inside of a woman.

I slowly pulled myself out before slamming back into her, gradually picking up the pace as Madge moaned and writhed on top of my cock. My free hand grasped both of hers and held them above her head against the wall as I pounded into her tight wet flesh. Every gasp and moan that came from her throat caused me to pick up my pace and the first time she constricted around me and yelled my name had me cursing and thrusting in and out of her at a jackhammer speed.

I could feel that delicious tightening in my balls as she spasmed again, crying out from the sheer pleasure that was wracking her body as I fucked her hard. My release was close and I let her hands down so I could tilt her hips and hit that deep spot that every woman had. This was her undoing, again, and as her sharp nails dug into my back I felt my release rush forward, my eyes tightened as I exploded.

I let out a growl as my hips continued to erratically thrust and I swear I had never come as hard in my entire life as I rode out my orgasm. Finally when we were both spent I collapsed against her, pinning her against the wall with my weight as my legs turned to jelly.

I let out a sigh and playfully bit at the sweet flesh of her neck, causing her to giggle and push me away. She straightened her dress and gave me a cocky look.

"Still think I'm a bitch Hawthorne? You didn't seem to mind just a second ago."

I snarl at her and grab her by the wrists, pulling her against my half naked body, so close that I could taste her sweet breath on my lips.

"I thought I told you to watch your mouth little girl."

She gave me a wicked smile before whispering against my lips.

"Make me."