Finnick's POV

I can see Katniss eyeing me as we walk in silence to our appointment, she is oddly quiet, sorta how Annie is, "Katniss?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you." She sighed and smiled back.

"I know I am quite an actor... But, I am not a lair... I mean," I sigh trying to sort out my words, "Annie is on her way, I can not save her; just as Peeta is leaving also. Peeta is to you what Annie is to me... I know that is hard for people to understand but I just want it to be clear... That I do in fact love you... Katniss." She looked back up at me surprised and hollow,

"Of course I know that Finn, just please. When the time comes, keep me from killing myself." I could see her lip quivering and I know she means when her family dies, I sigh and agree; asking the same support from her when my time comes. God, she is beautiful. We near the stairs and are about to enter the room of the woman who hired us,

"Just remember," I breathed, "I love you." We open the door together and the blonde woman was sprawled on her couch, "Hello Darling," I seductivly smirked her way. She was an old member of my company, she was there when I had to watch Annie cry in the Games. I begged her for food to give her and I gave everything I had. Those moments were tough, because I wasn't just escorting for secrets anymore, I was trying to keep her alive and it was painful. Soon I will be reliving this again for the last time and Katniss will also... It hurts knowing she will have to bear the pain of helplessly trying to save a dying soul. Like Peeta, Annie got lucky.

I notice Katniss has already stripped and I take off my shirt realizing I must have been thinking too much, "What did I miss?"

"Nothing, Mr. Odair, " the woman said, "Come sit with us." I sit beside her, face hot on her neck, "Something new, can you watch for a bit? We've had so many memories.." I smirk and sit back, arms spread on the couch with a grin from ear to ear,

"After you."

I look toward Katniss in a way for her to understand that this woman is not to be scared of. She smiles and then smirks toward the woman, I watch her slowly get closer to the woman and I bite my lip trying not to think any thoughts of desire. Katniss doesn't want this. Don't think it.

Katniss reaches toward the woman's hair and pulls her toward her lips until their lips are fighting with one another. I grasp the top of the couch on one side trying to hide my own fantasies. I get to the part where Katniss touches the cloth on her chest and whimpers a little, and I mistakenly let out a moan of lust, "Damn."

Katniss stops and looks at me a little confused, "What?" she laughs, "Jealous?"

I laugh and try to play it off with a wink, "Something like that, babe."

The woman got up and pulled Katniss toward the bed, motioning me to join. I get up, following behind but I wait leaning against the frame of the bed, while Katniss and the blonde woman sat Katniss down on the sheets. She looked toward me and I blew a kiss her way, "What about our payment, love?"

She laughed, "Actually, I was planning on supplying water a few times if your families needed it in the Games." I smiled, fair enough. Katniss looked a little lost, a little innocent again, like when we were in that sea-like room. I smirked her way and licked my lips,

"Katniss, is this new for you?" She blushed, "This could be fun." The woman also chuckled,

"I'll be gentle," she sighed. Katniss was flushed red and I tried not to show too much pleasure in seeing this. The woman began to pull on Katniss, licking her skin until her lips her parellel to her neck and her wrist was between her thighs. Katniss let out a soft sigh. The woman pulled Katniss up to her kness, and just as she was about to return the favor to her the blonde girl shock her head, "Oh no, you being here is all the pleasure I deserve." Katniss smiled shyly and made a smile like mine saying really. Katniss crawled to her knees and the blonde girl motioned me to join as she laid below her... I didn't want to intrude but I did.

The woman began to lick Katniss and her legs started to shake as she let out a soft moan, I grasped her legs and positioned myself in back of her as she let out gasps of ecstasy. I couldn't handle it slowly stuffed myself into her skin, pumping slowly. I could hear a mix of moans from Katniss that caused me to moan myself, calling out her name in a passionate feeling. The woman was pleased with both of us crying in euphoria and she let out a sigh of happiness. The woman crawled out of Katniss and went to sit on the couch and watch us, Katniss watched her walk away almost unsatisfied that she stepped away.

I pulled out and flipped her under my grasp until her hands her under mine, "What?"
She smiled, "N-Nothing.."

I smirked, "I can do that too you know..." I began to trail my tongue down her stomach until I reached the v between her thighs. Her taste was sweet and maddening, I couldn't resist. I began to lick more lustfully as I rubbed my fingers between her clit, her cries were as euphoriatic as a angel that lost innocence to a devil. It was satisfying and I couldn't help but let out gasps of moans in pleasure in between breaths. She began to breathe heavily until my speed was enough to cause her to shatter in my grasp again and spill out of her. Climaxed. I sigh and take in my accomplishment, "God, you're so sexy."

She smiled and dumbly looked away. I looked toward the woman on the chair to ask if she would like some attention but she shock her head, "I think you two had a pretty good time, I wouldn't want to take that away from you. Maybe another time, you're free to go."

Surprised, I get up to pick up her hand and give a soft kiss on it as a thank you for not only letting me enjoy Katniss but not hurting her or hurting us. She is a kind soul in the our escort world, kind souls are rare but I do enjoy them.

She nodded and let us go, I put on my shirt and looked back to see Kat putting her clothes back on. She took my hand on the way out, saying goodbye to the blonde girl as we stepped out the door. We neared the stairs again and laughed as we decended the staircase, "You should've seen your face when she touched me..." I bite my lip as if she could read me.

"Oh? My face? I was too busy looking at yours.." She blushed and looked away as we walked toward the living quarters of our loved ones. I think we have 22 hours left with them.

We are so lucky to see them while we can

To be in love

To be alive

and to have hope.

I am so lucky to have her in my life.

But I know, in some time I will be in tears

And not even her will be able to wash them away again.

In 22 hours.

So I wanted to do a chapter in Finnick's POV for once because it is sort of a challenge for me, I thought if I wrote about how he feels it would show people that he means and what goes on in his mind. I feel sometimes the only person who can explain something he is feeling is him, himself. So i tried it. Hope you liked it. :)