Uh, it pains me to have to update, not because I don't want to but because it says the story has 30,000 words even...such a nice round number...I didn't plan it but it is nice.
Anyway, everyone had to know it wouldn't all be happy times...I'm not sorry.
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"This is not what I meant at all when I said I wanted breakfast!" Peeta hisses with his head thrown back against the couch. Katniss' hands roam sensually up his chest and lock at the back of his head. She pulls his head up to hers and captures his lips in a hungry kiss. They moan against each other as Katniss rocks her hips against Peeta. Peeta rips his lips from hers and squeezes her tightly against him. He rests his head on her covered chest as she continues her excruciating pace on his erection.
Peeta slips his hands up her back, through the t-shirt, running them slowly up to her shoulders and gripping her even more tightly. His hands pull hard against her, so that each upward thrust he gives is met by an equally powerful downward thrust.
After a few more minutes, their moans and groans start to get less rhythmic. Peeta picks up his speed and Katniss holds onto to him tightly. Both climatic screams are muffled as Peeta has his face hidden in her breasts and Katniss in his hair.
"Well, that was definitely one hell of a wake up call." Peeta says while trying to catch his breath.
"And you wanted breakfast." Katniss tells him while she climbs off his lap. She scrambles around, grabbing a few tissues to clean themselves up.
Peeta had to stop watching her. The sight of Katniss in only a t-shirt, his t-shirt, that just barely covered her privates, was too much. He would be hard again if he didn't look away.
She came over moments later and tried to clean him up. He quickly stood up and stopped her.
"I'll take care of that." Peeta grabs the tissues from her. Katniss smirks at him.
"Can't control yourself, can you, Peeta?" He only smiles at her.
"Not when it comes to you." He quickly cleans himself up and safely tucks himself away. He has to keep his eyes of her as she sits on the couch with her legs crossed and her hand running through her hair. Her after glow only further accentuated her beauty. "Damn it!" Peeta mumbles to himself. It was too much. She was too much. He quickly walked past her and went to the kitchen. "What do you want for breakfast?" He yells to her.
"I thought we just had breakfast!"
"That was our morning workout!" Peeta feels Katniss wrap her arms around his waist. She places a kiss on his back before he turns to face her. He pulls her in close. "What do you want to eat, Katniss?"
"You." She whispers before kissing him. Peeta groans against her while Katniss moans. "We have all day to eat." She laughs. They go back to kissing when the phone rings. Peeta's eyes look to the phone. "Don't answer it." He just shrugs his shoulders and continues kissing her. He turns them around so Katniss is the one leaning against the counter. She chuckles happily when he picks her up and sits her on top. The phone rings again.
"Katniss..."
"Peeta, you said all day! I get all day with you. No work. Just play."
"But it could be Haymitch," he says but doesn't stop trailing kisses down her neck.
"He wouldn't call the landline. He'd call that complicated cell phone thingy you have in the office. No excuses Peeta!"
"Okay, my wife!" Peeta growls before attacking her lips. He reaches for her ass to pull her in closer. "God, Katniss! Why didn't you put your underwear back on?"
"I don't need it." She whispers seductively against his lips.
The phone rings again.
"Really?!" Katniss yells. Peeta chuckles against her neck. He looks to her with pleading eyes. "Fine! Go!" Peeta jogs over to the phone.
"Yea, what's up...No I really can't...I don't care...so, you do it...he, It's not even a woman...what do I get...the whole week...you heard me...alright then...I'll be there shortly."
Katniss sighs heavily. "Peeta you suck! You promised! Both of us have been working nonstop and you said-" Peeta kisses her, making her stop.
"I know. I'm sorry, but it's only two hours. I'll be back after and I'll make it up to you."
"Yea how?" Peeta leans into her ear and whispers all the things he's going to do to her later. When he pulls back, she's blushing. "You could do that?" Peeta only nods his head.
"Go hunting or something. You'll see two hours will fly by." She wraps her arms around him.
"I can't kill anything here."
"No one has to know." He gives her a kiss before pulling away. "Alright. I'm going to go change."
He comes back moments later. He grabs Katniss and gives her another kiss.
"Hurry back." She kisses him.
"I will. I love you." Before Peeta can catch himself, it just comes out. Both their eyes are wide as they stare at each other.
"You just said it because you're playing the part. You're my husband." Katniss tries to justify his slip up.
Peeta sighs. "No. I think I mean it."
"Peeta-"
"Hear me out. I love all this. Minus the reason we're here. I love our stupid jobs, the Odairs, this house, the time I spend with you, and yea I love you. Every morning I drop you off, my heart breaks a little. Even though you're only a block away." He lets out a breath.
"Peeta...I don't know what to say..."
"You don't have to, Katniss. I feel the way I do. You don't have to feel the same."
"It's not that. It's just, I'm not good at saying something."
Peeta smiles, "So it's possible..."
"Maybe..." She matches his smile. Peeta wants to probe further, but he has to leave.
"Okay! Stop distracting me! I'll be back soon." Peeta gives her one last kiss and walks out of the house.
Katniss decided that Peeta was right. The best way to kill time was to go outside and "hunt." She wasn't going to kill anything, but the chase was the best part.
She was perched up in a tree an hour later. She starts to think about what had just happened between her and Peeta; how he had inadvertently professed his love for her, but he had actually meant it. She thought back at how he had said; like it was the most natural thing to come out of his mouth. A smile graced her face. It was nice a feeling to be loved, but now she had to think about if she felt the same. When Peeta came home, they would probably end up discussing it. She thought, maybe if she said it out loud, it might help.
"Do I love, Peeta? I love you, Peeta." Katniss was smiling again. She didn't want to live a life without Peeta. Saying it out loud didn't seem like a horrible thing and the idea of being in love with Peeta wasn't bad either.
But then her mother makes an appearance in her thoughts. When her father passed, her mother might as well have went with him. Her body was there but her mind was no where to be found. And that was all because she had been so in love with her father. Katniss didn't want to end up like that; if she lost Peeta. The thought sent a painful pang to her heart. She quickly shook her head to rid the thought. She wasn't sure what she felt or if she would allow herself to feel it. She would have to talk to Peeta and see where that led.
Lost in her thoughts and her makeshift hunting game, more than two and a half hours had already passed. She climbed out of her tree and made the walk back to the house. She decided to check around the front of the house to see if maybe Peeta beat her home. There was no car in the driveway, but there were two cars she'd never seen before parked out front. She sighed as she looked at her watch and noted that Peeta should have been there already. She made her way to the back of the house again, going in through the kitchen.
When she walked in, something instantly felt amiss. She was looking at the floor and noticed a trail of muddy footprints heading towards the rest of the house. Her boots were no where near as dirty and she hadn't even walked over there yet. Katniss raised her head and scanned the room. Two of the chairs to the small table in the kitchen were pushed from their correct position. She walked the room slowly and quietly, following the dirt tracks. She just about reached the end of the inner wall to the kitchen when her ears picked up voices.
"She's not here."
"That's okay, we'll wait. She has to come back."
"What about Mellark?"
"Marvel already called. Took care of Mellark. He's good at that." The man laughs. "Go wait out front. I'm going to wait out back."
Katniss' instincts kick in as she bolts through the back door. She jumps down the steps and runs as fast as she can towards the forest. Her heart beats so fast as she remembers the trail Peeta had taught her.
Peeta. Her heart jolts painfully. She thought of what the man had said. "Took care of Mellark…" That could only mean one thing. She falls against a tree in her angst, clutching at the left side of her shirt tightly. Her heart was hurting so bad and it was taking all of her to stop from crying as she pushed herself onward. Another painful jolt almost makes her collapse but instead Katniss quickly wipes the stray tear from her face as she makes it to the location Peeta had shown her. She finds the spare key exactly where he had shown her it would be and climbs into the SUV. She grabs the steering wheel painfully tight as she waits for the GPS to boot up.
She was thankful the GPS told her where to go because right now, she was a creepy wreck; one of those wrecks where you're calm on the outside, but inside was a different story. She willed herself not to cry as she thought of Peeta. She needed to be strong right now. Peeta would have wanted her strong.
Alright, go ahead...take your shots.