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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Hunger_Games_Trilogy_-_Suzanne_Collins
  Relationship:
      Katniss_Everdeen/Peeta_Mellark
  Character:
      Katniss_Everdeen, Peeta_Mellark
  Additional Tags:
      Emotional_Hurt/Comfort, Lemon, Canon_Related, Loss_of_Virginity, Oneshot,
      Complete, Fluff
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-09-13 Words: 1547
****** Don't Think, Just Do ******
by Redbookbluebook
Summary
     On the night she and Peeta return to the Games by train, Katniss
     can't sleep. Luckily for her, neither can Peeta. Everlark lemon.
Notes
     The title is inspired by the Snow Patrol song, "You Could Be Happy".
     I do not own the Hunger Games, nor do I make any money off of my
     fics. (Wouldn't that be nice though?)
Her body was wrought with fear. There was no way she could go through with
this, not again. Katniss curled herself up on her irritatingly familiar train
bed, and willed sleep to come. However, she knew that that wasn’t going to
happen when the only thing resting beneath her eyelids were the nightmares.
A soft knock interrupted her repressed panic.
“Katniss?” It was him. She could picture his crinkled brow, and kind blue eyes;
she knew that this time he needed to be the one to survive this.
“Come in,” she mumbled. Peeta entered the small room.
“I couldn’t sleep, and I thought maybe you couldn’t either.”
Katniss shook her head, and gestured for him to sit beside her. Peeta placed an
arm around her, and to his surprise she pulled him into a hug.
“Katniss?” He babbled in shock at the initiated contact.
“Peeta, you know that neither of us is likely to survive this right? We both
have targets placed on our backs, and-” Peeta shushed her as her voice was
growing higher and faster until she was nearly incoherent.
Peeta pulled her closer until she was comfortably nestled on his lap, and he
could take in the smell of her hair. She still smelled like the forest; the
Capitol hadn’t ruined that yet. (Again.)
Katniss started to squirm in his arms, uncomfortable with so much close contact
when neither of them was dying. Unfortunately for Peeta, he was very much aware
of her lithe body pressed against his.
“Peeta, I think your prosthetic leg is poking me.” Peeta wasn’t sure he had
ever blushed so hard in his life before.
“Uh Katniss, that’s not my leg.”
“Oh.” Before Peeta could regain his composure, Katniss started mumbling, “Do
you think that maybe we could…”
“Pardon?” There was no way he had heard her right.
“Well, like I was saying, we’re probably not going to make it out of the arena
this time, somaybewecouldhavesex?” Despite the rush, this time he was sure he
had understood her.
“Are you sure?” His eyes were wide, but hopeful.
Katniss seemed to hesitate as though she was internally at war with herself,
before nodding.
“Yeah Peeta. I’m sure.” Despite wanting to jump up and down with excitement,
Peeta resisted the urge.
“So should we kiss or-“ Before he had even finished his sentence, her mouth had
pressed up against his. He barely had time to start enjoying the kiss because
Katniss had pushed him over so that he was underneath her. She pinned his hands
above his head with one arm, and started undoing his pants with the other.
While it was ridiculously hot to see her taking charge like that, Peeta worried
that she just didn’t want him touching her.
“Katniss wait! Slow down a second will you.” Peeta sat up and put both of his
hands on her shoulders. “You’re absolutely sure you want this?” She scowled
back at him.
“Does it not look like I want this?” She gestured to his undone pants.
“Katniss, I’m worried about you. You’ve never really indicated you wanted to do
this before and now-“
“I used to worry about accidentally bringing a child into this world and that’s
something I just couldn’t live with. But now…” Her voice trailed off as she
thought about her very short future.
Peeta’s brow furrowed, “Don’t say that! You made it once, you can do it again.”
Katniss shook her head sadly, and her expression softened considerably as she
gazed at his sweet face.
“Even if I did make it, it wouldn’t be with you.” She paused to gather her
thoughts before speaking again. “Peeta, you’re the one who’s good with words
but believe me when I say this: I. Want. You.” He beamed at her. “Now will you
let me show you already?” Peeta nodded. “Good.”
She started off slow, moving her sinuous body over his and lightly kissing his
lips before delving in with her tongue. Her teeth grazed his lips by accident
due to her inexperience, and yet Peeta moaned. Katniss smiled against his mouth
and tried deliberately biting his lip. She felt him grind his pelvis against
hers and his hands moved to her hips. She leaned in to kiss and suckle his
neck, and his hands moved up her sides until he was fondling her breasts.
Katniss abruptly pulled away from him, her mind telling her it was now or
never. Peeta started to apologize profusely for groping her but then she pulled
her nightshirt over her head, and his mouth decided to stop working properly.
Katniss took in the wide-eyed look of awe gracing Peeta’s face, and decided
that maybe she didn’t need to be self-conscious around him. Surprisingly, this
was turning out to be kind of fun. She decided to play with him a little
further.
“Your hands are supposed to go here,” she directed him, moving his hands from
where they laid by his sides to rest on top of her small breasts. The warmth of
his palms against her hard nipples felt fantastic. He squeezed her breasts
experimentally, while wearing an expression of utter adoration. Then his
fingers moved to tweak her nipples and she felt a jolt go straight down to her
core. What was happening to her?
“You’re wearing too much clothing,” she observed to distract herself from the
feelings he was inspiring in her. “Let me fix that.” Katniss helped him
maneuver his way out of his pants while he pulled his shirt over his head. The
only barriers left between them were their underwear now, and Peeta’s were
barely doing anything to conceal his longing for her. Katniss slowly stroked
the outline of his penis with her hand and Peeta groaned in response. The girl
he had loved for years was finally willing to take their relationship (if one
could call it that) to the place that he had gone many times in his head in the
early hours of the morning.
“Katniss, please?” Peeta pleaded, the head of his penis was now leaking through
his underwear and Katniss felt wetness pooling in her own. She quickly
abandoned her underwear, and before Peeta could fully register what was
happening, his were around his ankles and Katniss was lowering herself onto
him. She could feel him stretching her as she slowly filled herself with him.
There was a bit of pain, but when she finally sank down on him it felt like
coming home. She rocked back and forth on top of him experimentally and both of
them moaned in pleasure. She pulled Peeta’s arms above his head yet again, and
tried sucking on his nipples. He squirmed under her ministrations, and managed
to steal back an arm to play with her breasts. He could feel himself getting
close, but Katniss didn’t seem to be quite there yet. She had moved her mouth
back to his and while they were kissing, he snaked his arm down to where they
were joined, determined to find ‘the pleasure button’ as his older brothers had
dubbed it. He started rubbing his thumb against her until she gasped.
“Peeta, what are you-” He stopped, worried that she was mad. “I did not say
stop!” Peeta moved his finger back to where it had been, and began rubbing
furiously as Katniss’ moans increased in volume. He was getting to the point
where pretty soon he wasn’t going to be able to stop but it all just felt so
good.
“Katniss, I’m gonna-”
“Mmm me too. Don’t stop don't stop.” The two lovers kept their rhythm going
until Peeta felt her walls closing in on him and then they dissolved into
senseless thrusting until both of them collapsed, completely sated.
Katniss rolled off of him, and the two lay there panting slightly. Peeta broke
the silence.
“Well, I wish we had done that sooner.” Katniss couldn’t stop smiling even as
she shook her head at him in exasperation.
“When exactly would we have done that?” Peeta smiled sheepishly back at her.
“Yeah, I suppose as cozy as that cave was, I definitely wouldn’t want anyone
back home seeing you like this.”
“Seeing me?” Katniss asked feeling rather disgruntled. “What about you?”
“Well, I obviously would have disguised myself as part of the cave, so I would
have been fine. But how would the parents at home explain to their kids what
Katniss was doing with the stalagmite?” Katniss was equal parts horrified and
amused by his statement, but as much as she tried, she couldn’t suppress the
smile that threatened to burst through on her face.
“You’re terrible,” she deadpanned.
“Yeah, but you love me anyways.” As soon as the words came out of his mouth,
Peeta backtracked. “I mean, not that you said that you loved me or anything I
just kind of assumed.” There was an awkward pause before Katniss spoke.
“Actually, I think I kind of do. Love you anyway.” Katniss hadn’t been sure of
her words until she actually spoke them, but when she was talking she began to
realize that they were true. The look of pure joy on his face at her response
made her realize that she would never regret saying those words.
“I love you too Katniss Everdeen, always and forever.”
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