The prep team fussed and fretted getting me into my new attire for the evening, a party and feast at the mayors mansion. All three of my prep team and me wore slight blushes due to them walking in on me a Peeta almost sucking each other's faces off, however there excited little grins were hidden underneath that. They were happy to see us together, just like the rest of the capitol. I would have loved to have seen a capitol crowd's reaction to our reunion, but there would surely be news coverage on it that I could watch later. Myself and Peeta had been taken into separate rooms by separate prep teams to ensure we looked out upmost best for tonight. Effie fluttered between the two of us, fussing and reminding us of the time. After an hour I was looking into the mirror and the girl staring back at me was just...astounding. I was dressed in a sunset orange dress, it was tightly fitted until it reached just my hips and then it began to fan out slightly, leaving a trail behind me as I walked. My hair was plaited across the top of my head then allowed to cascade curls down my back, little orange flowers were pinned carefully into place all throughout my hair, the orange standing out beautiful against the dark brown. My skin shimmered in the light and my face was made up quite nicely, brown smoky eyes with just a hint of gold shimmer and long false eyelashes that made my eyes pop, finished with a nude lipstick to make my lips look extra pouty. I turned around of my own accord to fully take myself in. I couldn't wait for Peeta to see me, I couldn't wait to see the look on his face.
Once Effie had finished telling me how astounding I looked she lead my through to the hallway where a grand stair case sat in the middle of the room, stood at the top was Peeta. He seemed to be talking to one of his brothers, I could hear the laugher and music coming from the room beyond them and knew the party had already started and they were waiting for us. Peeta's brother noticed me first, out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and gave a smile before whispering something into Peeta's ear and disappearing into the party. Peeta's eyes widened and he quickly straightens his suit before turning to look at me, I saw the breath catch in his throat as we locked eyes. He was just, out of this world. His blonde hair had been slicked back away from his beautiful face, his impossible blue eyes had been slightly lined with black which made the blue seem even bluer. His suit and dress shirt were both black but the tie he wore matched the colour and material of my dress perfectly. There was a pause, me looking up at him and him looking down at me and we had one of our talking without words moments. "you look amazing" "No you look amazing"
I began to walk to him, up the stairs which I was thankful I had mastered in heals. He held his head out and I gently placed mine in it. He pulled me close, I thought for a kiss but just nestled his face into my neck slightly before muttering "There are not words to describe how beautiful you are." A Searing hot feeling spread all throughout my stomach, I never wanted him to pull away. I always wanted him to be this close, so I could always smell him, always feel his breath on my neck.
"Okay love bird let's get moving before Effie's head explodes." I voice chucked from behind Peeta. I looked over his shoulder and his mentor Haymitch stood, leaning on the doorway that lead through to the party, drink in hand observing our embrace. My cheeks flushed and we broke apart, however Peeta kept my hand firmly in his.
"So, you're the famous Katniss? Well aint you pretty as a picture." He grinned. I muttered a thank you and my flush deepened. "Well, you'd better get in there; you have a crowd of adoring fans waiting for you." He finished his drink in one long gulp and joined Effie who was currently adjusting my trail so it lay in a more visually pleasing way. He took Effie's arm and waited for us to proceed.
"Shall we?" Peeta smiled, I nodded and we entered the party.
It was just a blur of faces and I only caught every other word that was said to us as we entered the ballroom. People crowded around us, beaming and admiring us as we tried to wade our way through the crowd. Some people reached out to touch us, exclaiming how beautiful we were and how amazing our story was. I didn't want to seem rude so I forced a smile and tried to acknowledge each person as we passed them but it was impossible and my cheeks were getting tired. Peeta seemed to sense my discomfort and held up a hand. "Thank you all for your support, I would have never made it to this point without it, Myself and Katniss will make our way around the room and try to speak to each of you but first we would like a drink" He gave him boyish smile and everyone laughed and nodded and began to disperse.
I whispered a thank you and he grinned and took two tall flutes from a waiter's tray as they passed. He handed one to me and held his in the air. "To you Katniss, for making me a victor." We tapped out glasses together before taking a sip. The strong taste of alcohol attacked my taste buds but was then over taken by a sweet fruity taste. "That's Capitol champagne, very expensive! But of course only the best the Capitols favourite couple!" Effie announced sipping from her own glass.
We spent the next hour working the room, well Peeta worked the room and I occasionally added a remark or two to try and show interest. It was incredibly tiresome, but with the occasional stern look from Effie and 'you can do it' thumbs up from Prim I was somehow making it though. The seemingly endless glasses of champagne didn't hurt either. We were just in the middle of conversation with a high class lady from our district when the band began to play a new song. "Excuse me" Peeta interrupted the lady as she spoke about how much she had sent him in sponsors. "I'm terribly sorry you'll have to excuse us, I simply must have this dance with Katniss." He smiled, and the lady giggled and nodded. I was beginning to see a pattern here, Peeta could charm his way out of anything. Peeta led me to the dance floor where couples had already begun circling the dance floor like pretty piece of paper being tossed around by the wind. Peeta pulled me close so my body was flat against his, that warm feeling in my stomach quickly made reappearance. He wrapped a strong arm around my waist and held my hand in his with the other. "Peeta I really can't dance" I wined almost half-heartedly as I didn't want to part from his delicious position.
"Don't worry." He grinned mischievously. "I'll lead."
We floated around the dance floor with ease, I don't think it mattered that I couldn't dance because Peeta had complete control and moved my body with his. People gathered around the edge of the dance floor to watch us with dreamy smiles on their faces. I flushed red once again and tucked my head against his chest. He noticed this and chuckled slightly before pausing in our movement around the dance floor to pull me away from his chest and dip me backward before pulling me back close to him. I scowled at him and he just chuckled and continued to lead me.
He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on my shoulder; it sent sparks straight down my arm and up my neck. "Don't look at me like that Katniss is hurt my feelings." He teased and seemed to grin even wider as the red across my cheeks darkened. Okay Katniss, time to play him at his own game. I leaned up; placing a kiss just above his collar, a little more opened mouthed then his and felt the shiver run down his body as I did. I smiled triumphantly, it's a good job I had seen another woman at the party do that to her partner. Peeta pulled me back and looked into my eyes, I could see fire dancing in them and without even noticing we were getting closer our lips collided in a messy but passionate kiss.
"Shall we try to find somewhere a little more...Private?" he whispered in-between kisses. I tried to speak but nothing came so I just nodded. Before long we had slipped out of the party and with hurried steps descended the staircase to enter the room we had been alone in hours ago. I heard Peeta pull the door shut behind us, what had we come here for? Was it to do what all teenagers our age were doing? I had definitely not thought this through.
I turned to look at him but as quick as I turned he was on me. Our lips locked in such a frantic kiss, all tongue and heavy breaths, his arms were around my waist pulling my body flat against his causing such an amazing friction between us that I actually let out a soft moan into his mouth, he turned me around and backed me up to the large couch that was situated in the middle of the room. I fell backward and watched as he took his jacket off and joined me. Crawling over my body until he was face to face with me, I couldn't help but notice how one of his legs had come to rest between mine, and even through the dress I could feel how dangerously close it lay to my core. Then I felt something I had never really felt before, I was warm all over, panting, wanting. I wanted this, I wanted him to overpower me, take me and make me his. I felt wetness gathering between my legs.
Peeta studied my face before kissing me again, hot and fast, I could see he was affected too, I could feel his hard member pressing against my stomach and it made me turn red. He pulled away from the kiss and looked into my eye, almost asking permission as his hand reached down to pull at the bottom of the dress, he slowly lifted it up until his hand was running up my calf over my knee and up my thigh. I pulled him forward for another kiss to say that I was okay with what was happening and as I felt his fingers caress over my inner thigh there was a loud banging at the door.
"Hey lovebirds. Don't mean to interrupt or anything but I think you guys should get out here." Haymitch advised from the other side of the door. Peeta looked down at my still red panting form and growled.
"Haymitch can't we at least have a moment's privacy and not share our damn-"
"President Snow just arrived Peeta"