Author's note: This one is just a ton of smut. But also some really great moments in the end. I'd love to hear your thoughts. The title comes from the Evanescence song Good Enough (which I think is very much an Everlark song).
Happy reading!
Torture Me So Sweetly
It had been a brutal practice for Peeta and part of him wanted to go back to his place and sleep. But a bigger part of him needed to see Katniss. His Mistress. After sending her the pictures she'd requested through the day – including a selfie before and after his morning shower – Katniss had sent a lovely picture of herself in nothing but a pair of black panties. Her nipples were hard.
And so was he as soon as he saw the accompanying message: These panties are soaked and you're going to wear them on your face tonight.
Peeta responded immediately, Gladly, Mistress.
He unlocked the door to her apartment, dropped his bag to the side, and took to his knees immediately. "Good evening, Mistress."
Katniss sauntered over and lifted his chin roughly. "Hello, Pup."
He felt his mouth raising in a smile. She wore a long silky robe. Was she wearing anything underneath?
She returned his smile. "To the shower with you."
"Yes, Mistress." Peeta rose and quickly made his way to the bathroom, stripping down as he went.
Katniss stood in the doorway watching him the entire time. No clothing this time? No problem. He turned and stared at her through the transparent curtain and slipped his hand around his cock, it was already growing hard.
"You're done." She told him, stomping in and turning off the water. She picked up a collar with a chain attached and strapped it around his neck.
He hesitated a moment and she tugged on the chain until he moved, stumbling out of the tub.
She led him into the bedroom and attached the end of the chain to the closet door. It was now time for the examination and he stood as still as possible. She poked each and every bruise on his body and he had to fight the urge to cry out or moan. He liked pain, but sometimes it was too much.
"I won't add anymore tonight." She removed her robe and his cock twitch when he saw she was, in fact, naked underneath. "And I can see you're tired. Not much pleasure will be had when you're exhausted."
"Thank you, Mistress." He said softly.
She patted his cheek. "Such a good pup." Then she reached over and picked up a rope. Turning him roughly, she tied his wrists together behind his back and then wrapped the rope around his waist to keep his arms in place. "Turn again."
Peeta turned without a word. His arms hurt from how they were stretched.
Katniss finished the knot kneeling in front of him. She smiled and leaned forward to wrap her lips momentarily around the tip of his cock. She made a soft moan of satisfaction before she stood and removed the chain from the door.
She sat him down on the bed and stepped back, the chain in her hands. She just watched him for a long time.
He started to feel uncomfortable from the scrutiny. And the pain in his joints from the practice was starting to become unbearable. A warm bath would have been a good. But here he sat with his shoulders screaming and the erection growing more and more painful.
"Mistress?"
"Hush. I'm trying to decide what to do with you." She kneeled down in front of him and slowly trailed a finger up the underside of his cock. It drove him that much further. "Switch places with me, Pup."
Peeta did as instructed. Katniss spread her legs wide and he leaned forward to take his first taste, but she put a foot on his chest.
"Just look." She pulled the chain tight before reaching down to slip a finger into her opening and then slowly dragged the moisture up to her swollen clit. She repeated the process several times, pulling Peeta closer by fractions with each stroke.
His mouth watered. "Please, Mistress."
She smiled and pulled him all the way in. She draped the chain around the back of her neck and leaned back. He couldn't move away, and he didn't want to. He hungrily attacked her wet, warm flesh, lapping at her folds and emitting satisfied sounds with increasing volume.
Katniss was especially vocal this time and came with a loud cry, pulling the chain tighter as she fell back on the mattress.
Peeta was stuck against her for a long time, barely able to breathe. His tongue moved against her some more, making her tremble all over again. She finally released him and he fell back.
She sat up and smiled. She pulled the chain again until he was over her on the bed. "We aren't done."
"Of course not, Mistress." His arms were on fire again and so were his stomach and back muscles as he worked to hold himself up without use of his arms.
She smiled and pushed him back up on his feet. She held the chain down by her side, taut and just a little shorter so that his head dipped. "Look how hard you are. You're throbbing." She grinned and pulled down on the chain. "Look at yourself."
He did. "I see, Mistress."
"What would you like me to do for you, Pup?" Katniss crooned, trailing a finger softly over the length of his erection.
"Suck me off, Mistress." Peeta said hopefully.
She clicked her tongue. "That's a little more work that I was hoping for." She leaned forward. "Make another request."
He thought a moment and then grinned. "Ride me. Let me make you come again."
She smiled. "I like the sound of that." She picked up some black fabric from the floor and revealed the promised black panties just before she slipped them over his head. She then led him to the bed and pushed him onto his back.
What followed were several agonizing minutes of her trailing her nails over his torso and teasing his cock with the tips of her fingers. He could feel himself growing closer.
When she finally lowered herself over his throbbing erection, he had to grit his teeth to keep the orgasm at bay. She was first.
The panties were lifted away briefly as she leaned over him. "You want to come."
"Yes, Mistress." He panted.
She dropped the fabric back over his face and dug her nails into his shoulders as she rode him harder. "Let me hear you, Pup." Her voice was tight. Peeta knew that meant she was close to her climax.
"You feel good, Mistress." He moaned.
Katniss let out a soft whine. "Tell me, Pup."
"You're the best lover." He strained against his bonds. God, he wanted to touch her. He pressed his hips up and thrust against her.
She came with a loud cry of his name, not the nickname, and it would have given him pause if he wasn't right on the cusp of his own orgasm. He came hard, his head falling back against the mattress. He cried out over and over.
She removed the rope around his waist and got off him so he could roll over. She took the panties off his head before she took off the ropes from his wrists.
The relief was immediate, but it also brought all the aches from his practice back. She started massaging his shoulders and that helped a little.
"How do you feel?" She asked softly.
"Everything hurts." He mumbled in the bed.
"From practice or from this?" Her voice was full of concern as her hands moved down his arms and held onto his wrists.
"Mostly practice, but this probably didn't help."
"I'm so sorry, Pup." She crooned. "I'll draw you a bath." She kissed his shoulder and moved away.
"Thank you, Mistress." He said, turning his head to watch her leave the room.
This was honestly Katniss's favorite part of the arrangement. She loved taking care of Peeta. The domination and the sex were fantastic, but it all led to these moments.
She poured some Epsom salt into the water and stirred it with her hand and then made her way back into the bedroom.
Peeta dozed on the bed. His form was perfect. Muscle sculpted from years of wrestling. She was sure he was good enough for the Olympics if he wanted. But she was a little biased.
Katniss stretched out beside him and rested her hand on his bottom, squeezing gently. "Hey, you, bath's ready." She kissed his shoulder and then nuzzled his cheek. "It'll make you feel better."
He opened one eye. "I'm tired."
She combed her fingers through his hair. "I know, Pup. But if you sleep without soaking for a while, you'll have a hell of a time getting around tomorrow."
He nodded and slowly pushed himself up. She stopped him to remove the collar and then helped him to the bathroom, lowering him into the tub.
"Thank you." He said softly.
"My pleasure." She reached into the water and massaged his wrist. "When's the next match?"
He opened an eye and smirked. "You're coming to see me?"
"I came to the last one." Her hand moved up his arm a little.
His eye closed again. "And everyone talked about it for the next three days. How goody-two-shoes Katniss Everdeen came to a sporting event."
She gently grabbed his face. "I make you come to my shit, so I'll gladly come to yours. Let everyone else talk. You deserve my support."
He smiled and lifted his hand to touch her face. "Thank you."
She leaned in and kissed him softly in response. It was a gesture she held off for these moments. Kisses on the lips weren't for the bedroom.
His smile grew. "I wouldn't mind another of those."
She smiled and kissed him again before she picked up his other arm and massaged his wrist. It was silent for a while before Katniss asked, "Have you eaten anything?"
He took a while to answer. "Not for a while. Since you don't count."
She snorted. "Want me to order a pizza?" Katniss reached up and combed her fingers through his hair.
"Yeah, that would be great." Peeta sighed.
She grinned and kissed his cheek. Leaning her head against his, she whispered, "You can stay here tonight."
"Thank you." He sighed.
She stood and made her way into her bedroom to retrieve her robe and phone. She allowed Peeta to relax for a while as she dressed and put away their toys and accessories. She checked on Peeta and found him stepping out of the tub. Katniss quickly handed him a towel. "You feel better?"
"I'll be even better after I eat." He dried his hair.
She placed her hand on his flat stomach. "You're so beautiful, Pup. Do you know that?"
He smiled shyly. "Thank you, Mistress."
She wrapped her arms around him and kissed his neck. "I want you to move in."
"Are you sure about that?" His voice was full of excitement.
"I am. It'll be another rule negotiation, but we can work it out." She brought his head down and kissed him just before the doorbell rang. "Pizza's here. You're paying."
"Yes, Mistress." He wrapped the towel around his waist and made his way to the living room to find his pants to fish out his wallet.
Katniss watched Peeta stand in the doorway. She recognized the young delivery man from her math class and grinned, crossing her arms over her chest. Most of them thought of her as a frigid bitch. But Perfect Katniss Everdeen had Bad Boy Peeta Mellark in her house. Dressed only in a towel. She was sure the rumors would start to spread like wildfire.
