And here is the epilogue. It's short and sweet. I hope you all enjoyed this little story. I'm fairly impressed with myself for finishing it.
I am pretty much dead asleep when I hear the sound of someone knocking on my bedroom door, followed by the tell tale sound of my four year old daughter speaking from the other side.
"Mommy? Daddy? I had a bad dream."
Groaning I roll over to look at Peeta, who grins at me. Leaning over to kiss my forehead he tells me to go back to sleep. He sits up and attaches his fake leg before getting up to go and tend to her and hopefully get her to fall back asleep. Unfortunately I am now wide awake and extremely aware of the fact that I need to pee. When I return from the bathroom a few minutes later, Peeta is sitting up in our bed, grinning at me.
"What?" I snap, never one to be woken up in the middle of the night in a good mood.
"Nothing" he laughs and I eye him warily before he finally folds. "You just have your nightshirt on backwards is all. And inside out." He says before doubling over in laughter. Looking down I see that he's right, and in a fit of pure annoyance I whip it off my body and throw it to the floor, effectively shutting him up when he sees how naked I am underneath it.
Getting back in bed I huff and turn on my side facing away from him, and I still feel him chuckling when he wraps himself around my body.
"I'm sorry. I know you don't like to be teased when you've been woken up." He says as he smiles into my hair. He's pressed up against me with no room between us and I instinctively push my bare ass back against him. I hear him take a sharp intake of breath and smile.
"And what exactly do you think you're doing Mrs. Mellark?" He whispers darkly in my ear before rolling me over and effectively pinning me underneath him.
I quickly lean up and nip at his bottom lip, grinning at him as I do so.
"Well Mr. Mellark, in around an hour I will have to get up and feed your son so the least you could do is so me some appreciation."
He smiles at me softly before leaning down to capture my lips for a brief moment before pulling away much to my disappointment.
"It's amazing that Clara wakes us up in the middle of the night more than he does." He says with a chuckle and I have to agree with him.
Ashton had been a surprise, but a very happy one at that, and for a baby his tendency to sleep through the night is nothing short of a miracle, even if at first it scared me to death that he wasn't crying constantly at night like his sister had.
"Yeah well how about we use that to our advantage right now?" I say with my eyebrow cocked, and Peeta's eyes immediately darken. Reaching down between us, he begins to slowly run his fingers up and down my lips, already starting to get wet at just the thought of him fucking me. Some things never change I guess.
When he finally thrusts two of his fingers inside of me I scrape my fingers down his bare back, finally settling my hands under his boxer briefs and on his ass.
"Fuck Peeta" I whimper and he traces his tongue across the shell of my ear, causing goose bumps to rise all over my skin.
"God Katniss, you're still so fucking tight. I love how wet you get for me." He growls as I begin to ride his hand. He leans down to take my nipple into his mouth and I moan before his free hand comes up to cover my mouth so the kids don't hear. Next month we're moving into a bigger house where the rooms will be further apart but until then I have to keep my screams and moans to a minimum when we fuck, because neither of us want to relive the time when Clara woke up and banged on our door because she was afraid something bad was happening to me.
That was really embarrassing for me. For Peeta, it was the funniest moment of his life. I'm just dreading the day she gets older and realizes what was happening. Hopefully by then she won't remember that night though.
When I'm keening and thrashing under him and finally can't take anymore I yank his boxers down to his knees, and grab his wrist, removing his fingers from me before rolling us over. Peeta scrambles to sit up against the headboard as I straddle him. Taking him in my hand I slowly move against his dick, pumping him up and down until he's panting into my shoulder. Locking my hand that isn't currently holding him behind his neck, I slowly lower myself onto him, and we both groan in relief.
Placing my free hand on his shoulder, and my forehead against his, I begin to slowly grind onto him, just to feel every inch that's inside of me. His arms wrap themselves around my back, as we begin a slow rhythm, just enjoying that we can do this with each other, that we can feel each other so thoroughly, especially since there was once a time when we both never thought it would happen again.
It took us some time to repair what was an admittedly fucked up relationship, but we did. When Peeta rebuilt the bakery and I transferred back here, it took me a long time to convince him that being with him was not something I would ever find myself regretting. I think after being together for 7 years, married for 5 with two children he finally gets that the only thing I would have regretting is if we had never given ourselves the chance.
"Ugh Katniss fuck." His groan brings me out of my head, and I swoop down to kiss him as I begin to pick up the pace. The sound of our skin slapping together fills our room and as I feel myself building up towards my orgasm I bite down on his shoulder, the occasional moan and whimper breaking free.
"That's it baby, come for me." He whispers in my ear, and after a few more rather violent thrusts I do just that, with him not far behind. I lay my head on my shoulder, and don't make any move to get off of him while we both catch our breath. Finally he picks my lifeless body up off of his and tucks me gently into his side, encasing me with both of his arms. His nose brushes against my cheek and I smile to myself in the darkness.
"What are you thinking about?" He asks me after a few moments, and turn in his arms, placing a chaste kiss to his lips.
"How happy I am." I tell him, a small smile playing at my lips.
He smiles back before kissing my forehead.
"Me too love. Me too."