Chapter 2: One night stand
I hate Johanna.
I hate when she convinces me to do things, especially going out.
She wanted us to get wasted. It as a farewell and I just wanted to finish packing quietly but if there is something Johanna Mason knows how to do is to push. And she pressed all the right buttons.
The "You're on your way to being a Cat lady" button the "You need to get laid and stop sulking" button And finally the winner "Or you go to the bar with me or I'll throw a party in here"
So here I am, sitting alone at the bar wondering why on earth? And I'm in the bar because Johanna Fucking Mason is sucking faces with some guy named Marvel in such a way that they made me uncomfortable and I decided to leave the table. I don't dare to leave the place yet because I know she isn't kidding about that party.
And one of the many reasons I didn't want to come is because every time I drink, my inhibitions stop working. I start to remember and I finish crying nonstop about my dad's and Prim's death.
Then comes the outrage and I start to curse the drunk driver who struck and killed them instantly dying in the same crash. But that makes no difference to me. I hope Mr. Snow soul burns in hell. I can't find it me to forgive him. And to finish my drunken act I just lay in bed staring at the ceiling a few days until Jo freaks out and calls Gale. Gale is not a subtle person. The carries me out of bed as if I weighed less than a toddler and puts me under a cold shower with cold water. That usually solves the problem.
Although Jo seems to have no memory for these events because she keeps insisting I get wasted.
Today is different somehow; today I can't wait to forget.
"hello" I stopped sipping my mojito to see what kind of douche has come to talk to me. I end up seeing an amazing pair of blue eyes and a good specimen who carries them .
I feel the corners of my lips rise and quickly correct the position. He is cute but I've never been one to flirt in bars. I've never been one to flirt. Period.
He sits next to me and orders two mojitos without even asking . I guess it's a smart move because if he would have asked my answer would have been no.
"I'm Peeta " says looking into my eyes
" Katniss " attempting to look in other direction
"It is a flower right ? "
We are soon talking about everything and nothing. Chatting about how my parents named me after that flower. How my father taught me how to fish in the lake where those flowers were given. That he also showed me how to hunt. I tell him that green is my favorite color, that I decided to be a physiotherapist after I sprained an ankle and develop a crush on the guy who gave me the rehab.
This is very strange because I'm not a talking person. I don't talk to anybody. People who know me , know me because lives with me not because I talk about myself .
He told me he is a painter. His favorite color is orange. He studied arts. He is a painter. He likes tea better than coffee and never takes sugar in it. He has a peculiar habit, he sleep with his windows open even if is cold. He has drawn me a dandelion on a napkin. He is a bit silly and makes me laugh. And that's very strange because I don't laugh with strangers.
Since my sister died I don't laugh. Period.
"Brainless who is your friend?" It seems that Jo has finally noticed that she didn't came alone.
"Jo this is Peeta, Peeta, she's my friend Johanna"
They shake hands. Jo eyes him from head to toes and tells him "I'm up for a threesome you know"
"Jo" I whine while Marvel claims with a "Hey"
"Either of you works for me, I just want Blondie on the scene" Poor Peeta doesn't know what to make of her. Seems that Marvel either, luckily I'm used to Johanna's antics "Jo do you need anything?" I ask exasperated
"I'm going home with Marvel, I wanted to let you know and make sure you're okay"
"I'm fine, I'll be there soon," I tell her.
"Text me if you need anything" I nod "Bye Blondie. Lets go handsome" says to Marvel
"Are you leaving?" I would not want to go, I actually managed to forget about my sadness today, I had a good time and I owe it to him, to mojitos and beers.
"Just finish my drink first" He looks nervous. Turns to me with those impossibly blue eyes and biting his lower lip until finally says
"Can I see you again?" he sounds so hopeful and has a lock of blonde hair partially covering one of his eyes. I'm longing to bring my fingers to his forehead and remove it from there. And for some reason I do it.
He leans a little toward my hand and stares intently.
I take a long breath to explain him that it can't be. It's not possible because I'm leaving Capitol in two days. I got a job elsewhere. In my explanation I purposely leave out the that I can't because I don't do dates because I don't do relationships. I resemble my mother too much to expose myself to that kind of heartache.
I don't want this night to end. It's been a long time since I last feel this carefree. long time since I feel so attracted to anyone.
"let me walk you then" I could swear that his voice has a tinge of sadness.
On the way out he takes me gently by the arm and I stop to see what he wants. I want to kiss him. He asks me to wait. He seems to be gathering the courage to say something and suddenly he moves to take my face between his hands and kisses me. His lips press to mine firmly and they linger there. It took me by surprise so I don't dare to move at first. But soon I'm parting my lips. He takes my lower lip between his, he taste sweet and feels so soft and warm. We are intercalating our movements . His mouth is perfect, his lips mold perfectly to mine and his hands are on my face while he keeps me there making impossible for me to move. Not that I'm complaining. I circle his waist with my hands and he brushes his tongue to mine and I'm a goner. I can't think anymore. Its been too long and his kiss is just too perfect, I just want to feel it, feel him. He reads my thoughts and press his body to mine. I feel the warmness of his body. My breast are flushed on his, same with our legs. Flushed with mine.
He uses one hand to keep holding my head and the other slides to the small of my back and presses to bring me closer to him if that's even possible.
Suddenly something hit us. We broke the kiss to see the aggressor. It's a door and that's how I realize that we were making out against the bathroom door. We break the embrace to watch a girl coming out of the bathroom and let her pass.
We locked eyes and that's it . We walked in to the bathroom, synchronized, at the same time without words. I close the door and lock it. I know what I want and apparently he wants the same. This time I'm going to go for it, maybe I'm drunk, maybe I'll regret it tomorrow but right now I just want him. I kiss him this time. I push him to the sink. His hands on my hips pushing me towards him, I can feel the effect I have on him now and that turns me on even more.
I lift his shirt, god he is broad and strong, I raise my arms and let him lift mine. I don't have to talk. He knows what I want, what I need from him. He kisses my neck, I return the attention kissing his tempting Adam's apple, he moans deliciously. He lifts me up to the sink Instantly and I hug him with my legs. I press my center to his erection and I'm flying.
Fuck
I hug his neck with my arms and throw my head back when he touches my breast. He is palming them deliciously. Everything he does turns me on more and more.
"God you are beautiful" he says in awe and starts to kiss my breasts, he sucks my nipple and I moan loudly, he silences me with his mouth. God I'm so drunk of him.
I go for his pants, I try to get rid of them but is not an easy task when and I can't resist the temptation to touch him over them. The burning ache on my body is almost unbearable, I'm definitely on fire. I start looking friction against his erection. He swears softly, over and over again. When the feeling is impossible to hold any longer, I pull down his pants along with his boxers and released him. He is perfect.
" Are you sure of this ? " He asks
"No" I answer but continue with my kisses and I take him in my hand. "But I need you" I say. He seeks my eyes, giving me the opportunity to think about it but I will not take any of it, this is the first pleasant thing that happens to me in a long time and I will not stop it. "Please Peeta" I plead and he grunts. Every sound he does makes me get more lost on him.
He lifts my skirt. I use my legs to press myself to him. he introduce a finger through my panties and traces my folds. "God Katniss you're so wet".
He is breathless and watch him like this is more than I can take so I put my underwear aside and he rubs my clit with his cock while I take a condom from my purse, I rip it with my teeth's and slide it on him. Once ready, he enter me slowly. "Oh god" I sigh. It feels so good he stays steel for a moment but I need him to move so I start pressing my heels to his ass, trying to feel more deeply at each push.
I press my chest against his once more until he picks the rhythm. It's going to take no time for me to come.
I have no control over the sounds coming out of my mouth, I try to hold out a little more while I kiss that sweet spot behind his ear, he moans and I start clenching around him. White lights explode through my eyelids. It's too much. the sensation last more than ever . I whisper his name and he is pushing erratically, soon he hugs me so tight it hurts and make the sexiest grunt I ever heard.
He keeps kissing my neck, still inside my body, regaining our breath until a desperate knock at the door startle us. Needles to say magic ends there.
he gets rid of the condom. I miss his warm already. We dressed quickly and walked out of the bathroom.
Angry looks receive us when we walk out the door. "I need to see you again" He tells me taking my shoulders with his strong hands and, damn me too. Only If the circumstances were different. I'm leaving. There is no point. I don't even know this guy. God I just have one night stand. I don't do one night stands. I'm starting to panic.
"Sorry I have to go" I kiss his cheek and walk away the faster I can, as soon as I'm on the street I'm running.
2 months later:
"Are you ok Catnip" Gale asks me after I had to interrupt our talk to run to the bathroom. To throw up my breakfast.
"I think I've caught a bug. I have not been feeling well lately"
"I've noticed" Gale knows me as the palm of his hand, and the tone of his voice has a hidden significance so I see him with my stony face until he feels the pressure and explains "Catnip, we are together almost every day and this bug you say only makes you feel bad for breakfast, if I didn't know any better I'll be asking you if there are any chances for you to be pregnant"
Gale comment freezes my blood. I been thinking about that myself but I've discarded immediately because it can't be.
"How could it be possible?, We haven't been together for over a year."
"Come on Catnip. I didn't mean you were pregnant with my baby. And I was just kidding, breath. One of the reasons why we hadn't worked together is because I've never been able to convince you to have a child " He said smiling and not pursue the matter further but the uneasiness has grown and is rotting me inside. I make the decision to get a home test just to calm down and get this issue out of my head.
This time is Hazel Hawthorne who talks to Gale to get me out of bed. She lives in the same building as me and works in the same hospital. She realized that I miss work for 2 days now she and comes to my home to find me. She intends to coerce me to stand up from bed, to eat something but I'm unresponsive , she called that savage of a son she has and Gale wastes no time in giving me the cold shower treatment. The bastard.
After talking to me, dry my hair, dress me and feed me something substantial Gale brings me to the doctor.
The analysis confirms what the home test said .
"Catnip , you know you can count on me for everything you need"
" I know, thank you" I respond still in shock
"Are you going to keep it?" I turn to look at him,
"I do not know. I Want to go back to Capitol this week, try to find that boy and tell him what happened. I don't know how I'll find him though."
"Jo and I will help you"
"I don't want you to kill him, is better if I go alone"
Gale sighs. He knows I'm right, although he understands Peeta is not entirely to blame on this situation Gale is way too impulsive and over protective to behave once he meets Peeta.
How can I tell that boy, if I can find him, that I'm pregnant and the baby is his. He will never believe me. He will hate me.
A/N: This is my first attempt at writing smut ever, and I have my wonderful beta titania522 to thank for make it readable.
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