It's on

Peeta was staring at me with a sheer look of confusion and a smile on his face. It didn't appear like he slept much.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" oh wait! I remember. The daunting act I performed last night because I was irritated about Peeta always laughing at my innocence. As Peeta stares at me my cheeks start to turn red. Perhaps I didn't think this through.

Peeta started to shake his head. "I had the craziest dream last night. It beat having a nightmare but like them it is engraved in my mind and I can't shake it off.

Maybe I could go along with the dream, but then I remembered my leverage. "Don't forget, you owe me whatever I want, whenever I ask." I turned away before he could see me blush.

His hand moved my face to position it to meet his gaze. "There is no way I will ever forget. Trust me you can have whatever you want all you have to do is ask."

I see how my impulsive act pleased Peeta. I never would have thought switching the roles between Peeta and I would bring me pleasure, but a part of me can't help to think back to Gale. Even though I let him go, along with my mother and Prim after the reaping. Let them go on the train because my goodbyes were taken from me. I know I will never see them again, and the only piece I have of them are their memories. Memories I will cherish and hold on to until I die. Memories like last night and Peeta's face this morning. If I was going to make this relationship happen what better time to start than now.

"Peeta" I whispered.

"Yes Katniss."

"I am going to try something out and I don't want you to get all freaky on me. Just take it as is. No questions."

"Uh okay"

What was I going to do?

Why did I even say anything?

Maybe it's too soon. I need to stop overthinking before I freak myself out anymore. I leaned in and placed my lips on Peeta's. All the thoughts and worries disappeared. Peeta's lips didn't move at first but after a second he reacted to my motions. His hands oncoming to caress my face as mine move to the hair around the back of his neck to intertwine my fingers in his hair. My tongue sweeps across the crease of his lips seeking entrance. Peeta's mouth opens to allow our tongues to connect, but he never tries to dominate the kiss. He always let me be the one who was in control. We kiss for what seemed like hours and Peeta is the first to pull away. He places his forehead against mine, his hands around my face. His breathing is heavy but manages to say "We better get ready soon or Effie is going to come here and throw a fit."

My breathing matches his and for a brief moment I felt content. I didn't want to move if only I could freeze time and just stay right here. This moment I didn't want to ruin by thinking about Gale, the Quell, Effie's wrath or Haymitch's insults. Peeta was right though if we didn't go out for breakfast soon we would pay for it later. Peeta went to his room to shower and change as I got ready in mine. We ventured to the dining cart for breakfast. s we ate Effie discussed the day's plans. It was another day of prepping on how to present one's self. Which is more for me than it is for Peeta, he is a natural at talking and playing nice. I took enjoyment that a smile never left Peeta's face even when we were watching videos of past games. Luckily Haymitch didn't come out to join us till until dinner he slept most of the day. We would have definitely been the object of his scrutiny. Later when we were done with dinner we excused ourselves to go to bed.

"You two stop! I hope you both are going to your separate rooms." Effie bellowed.

"No! We are going to my room." I don't know where she was going with this but I didn't like it.

"Effie, that's enough!" Haymitch interrupted. "The odds of either one of them returning home is.. well slim. Are you really going to try to dictate what they do until they go into the arena?"

Effie cheeks started to match the red wig and her ensemble. She was just about to rebuttal when Haymitch gestured us to leave. Peeta took my hand and led me to my room where he sat up on the bed appearing a restless. I was annoyed that Effie was trying to be all high and mighty on us but once I placed my eyes on Peeta my thoughts changed course. We were alone again and he is wondering what I will allow next. This morning my intention was only for Peeta but I can admit now that I let go of my inhabitation.

What harm will it do if we continue on? As I approached him his eyes never left me. His hands at his sides moved to my waist as I got closer. My hands parted his hair with my fingers as I leaned down to kiss his forehead, then his nose and lastly his lips. Peeta returned my kiss with a different desire than this morning. He quickly and forcefully grabbed my thighs to lift me on top of him. One hands clasped to the back of my neck the other along my back, forcing me closer to him. I can feel his arousal in between my legs. My body defies me as it starts to involuntarily rock back and forth along his length. A moan escapes Peeta's mouth. Even though I am doing this for him I realize that sound created a sensation in me that shook throughout my whole body.

"Kaa..ti…nissss mmmhhhhmmm" Peeta barely manages to get out. His breath heavy, "I will not be able to stop if we continue anymore."

"Don't stop" I whispered in his ear.

Another moan released from his lips, but all was halted. He pressed his hands on my shoulders to create space between us. His eyes searching mine for answers. "Why are you doing this?"

"Isn't this what you want?" Isn't it? Maybe I misjudged Peeta's feelings.

"Yes oh yes, but I want it to be real and I there are times you have been acting and others when you are not. I want to make sure you want this too. You can't do it just for me."

He knows me too well. "Don't you want to experience as much as you can before the Quell? You may not have another chance."

"I know what my chances are Katniss, but you don't need to do this for me."

"Maybe it's not just for you. Snow wants me dead. The odds of me leaving the arena are less than the other victors. I don't want to die without experiencing this." I moved my hips against his.

"I don't know what would of happened between us if we didn't have to go back to the arena. Our circumstances may not be ideal but the need is real. I want you Peeta and I want you now."

I leaned forward and kissed Peeta hoping that with my lips I could convince him this was real. He responded with intense passion, dominating the kiss, placing a gentle bite on my lower lip and interlocking his tongue with mine. This time I broke away from his lips and leaned back. Peeta was puzzled thinking I might have changed my mind. Those thoughts vanished as I grabbed my shirt and lifted it above my head letting it fall to the floor. His hands moved instantly to remove the clasp of my bra as he places kisses on my neck. His kisses are soft; his tongue lingers from my neck towards my right breast. The sensation of his tongue drawling circles around my nipples and his hand caressing my breast brings heat to my center. A moan releases from my mouth urging Peeta to continue. A que to give my left breast attention it was lacking. My hips start to rub against him with each rub I can feel him grow longer and harder. I forcefully try to tear Peeta's shirt off of him, removing it. His skin on mine tingles against my nipples. I need to feel more of our skin touch. Hastily, I stand up and remove my pants and gestured for Peeta to do the same. I leave on my lace underwear and go back to my position on top of him. I am surprised how fewer clothes manage to make him feel harder and longer between my legs. My movements make Peeta moan. He places his hands on my waist and lifts me using his good leg to reposition us to where he is above me. He leans down and continues to kiss me passionately. As his fingers move toward my thighs, I feel him caress from the inside of my thigh to the swelling wet spot in between my legs. It starts to throb and become wetter the closer his fingers approach. The pressure inside me needs relief that only he can release.

I nod when he says my name for permission to continue. His hands move to my underwear removing them, his finger slides up and down my slit before pressing forward. Another moan radiates from me. Peeta kisses me as his finger slides inside me. I return his kisses savoring each one. I can't get enough of him and the pleasure he is bringing me. He continues to slowly slide his finger in and out of me. His pace even and all I can think of is that I want more. More of him inside me, if his fingers feels this enticing I can only imagine how good he will feel inside me. I tug at his boxers pulling them of him grabbing his ass after they fall to the floor. He presses his long hard member against my thigh. I want to touch it so I raise my hand to stroke it. Peeta's whips his head back his eyes wild with passion. A sound close to a roar or a grunt comes out from his chest. I start to squeeze as I rub him from base to tip.

He seeks my eyes, his expression intense but sincere. "Katniss I love you. You don't have to say anything in response. I just want to tell you. You bring me so much pleasure by just letting me be with you."

I start to think of how I will never deserve this boy, but I don't want to think of what Peeta said I just want him inside me. I spread my legs to each side and use my hand to guide him towards my center. He presses forward, the tip glides through my wet center. He hesitates and enters slowly. My hands move to his rear pressing on him to go deeper. He knows that we shouldn't rush this that I will need time to adjust. He is always so gentle. He continues to press through until I can take all of him. Once all of him has penetrated me he increases the speed of his movements. His mouth never leaves mine, kissing me through. Our bodies are in sync. Peeta continues to thrust into me slow and hard using his hand behind my head to bring me closer each time he presses all of himself inside me. My breath speeds up, the discomfort is gone, and I with each plunge I want him to press deeper and harder into me. I lift and spread my legs to take more of him as he increases his pace. My center is heated and moist allowing him to move inside me, but the pressure is intense and I need release. My hand moves to my swollen clit it helps to release some of the tension and increases my pleasure. The gesture entices Peeta his mouth moves from my lips to my swollen enlarged breasts. He continues to increases the speed of his thrusts. He is rock hard and the sensation he causes in-between my legs starts to radiate throughout my whole body. I feel my body start to shake and the ripple effect as I orgasm. My whole body is on fire from the desire that Peeta has brought to me. Peeta starts to say my name as he releases inside of me. His arms are wrapped around me as our bodies start to convulse on top of each other until we ride out the end of our orgasms.