Peeta was spending the evening at his parents' house. He tried to eat at least one meal with them a week. He liked spending time with his father and brothers Bran and Rye. He tried his hardest to have patience with his mother, but even Peeta had his limits.

"Seam slut."

"You don't even know what you're talking about mother. Katniss hardly lives in the Seam anymore and in order to be a slut you must be sleeping around with multiple people or have an agenda for wanting to sleep with that person, none of which I assure you Katniss is doing."

"She's trash just like her mother and father. You're a stupid boy for thinking she loves you. Everyone knows she was supposed to marry that "cousin" of hers she'd run off with and fuck in the woods."

"Alright, I'm leaving. Father, thank you for dinner. I'll see you on Parcel Day." Peeta couldn't take his mother's negative talk any longer. Winning the Hunger Games gave him a way of escaping his mother. He no longer had to live with her and he certainly didn't need to take her crap. Peeta could tolerate his mother calling Katniss a slut. He knew it wasn't true. What Peeta couldn't handle was the idea that Katniss wanted Gale. There would always be doubt in Peeta's mind about her feelings for Gale, no matter how many times she tried to reassure him.

Peeta quickly walked home knowing that Katniss would probably come over. He looked forward to spending time with her and not just for the sexual perks their new relationship offered him. He was sure to turn on multiple lights downstairs that way Katniss knew he was home. He could call her but she hated using the phone. While he patiently waited, he decided to ice the cupcakes he made earlier in the day hoping Katniss was hungry for dessert. She didn't disappoint him when she opened his front door a few minutes later.

"Hey you," he said with a smile as she walked over to the kitchen. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. His hands were dirty with chocolate icing so he couldn't touch her. "What was that for?" he asked breathlessly.

"I just missed you. I stress out when you go to your mom's. I know how she can be."

"Oh don't worry about it. We here together now. That's all that matters."

"What did you make?"

"Vanilla bean cupcakes with chocolate frosting."

"Taste good." She said as she sucked bits of chocolate off his fingers.

"Well that is why you're dating me right? For my baking skills?"

"If that was the case I'd be dating Bran."

"Not cool Katniss."

"Just shut up and kiss me. Let me show you that you're my favorite." And that was all it took for them to lose themselves in a passionate kiss that tasted like chocolate. He wanted more so he quickly unbuttoned her bottoms and pulled them down along with her panties. He lifted her up and placed her on the counter and brought his lips to her hot center. He teased her with his tongue making fast circles around her clit then paused to pump his tongue in and out of her. Her moans were telling him she was close and he was happy to bring her this pleasure. When she finally reached her climax her head went back and she rested it against the kitchen cabinet.

"I thought I was supposed to show you that you're my favorite."

"Well, there is one thing I've wanted to try," he said as he pulled her off the counter.

"What?"

"I don't know if you'll want to do it," he said as a bright blush appeared on his cheeks.

"Just ask me Peeta. The worst I can say is no."

"Alright. I want you to ride me," he said so quietly she wasn't sure if she heard him right.

"What? How?"

"I want you to ride me. Be on top of me instead of me being on top."

"Peeta…"

"It's fine, you don't have to."

"It's just that I've never done that before or even thought about that before. I have no clue how to do it."

"I didn't know how to the first time we were together either."

"But still, you're brothers at least told you things. I had nothing. You're all I know."

"I love it when you say things like that."

"It's true. If we try this, you have to be patient with me and show me what to do."

"Aren't I always patient with you?"

"Yes, that's part of why I love you," she told him before sinking down to her knees.


Parcel Day came a few days later. Katniss and Peeta both loved Parcel Days. Everyone in the district received an extra share of food once a month as a reward for the victors coming from their district. There were games, singing and dancing that went well into the night as people celebrated the joyous day. They were happy to bring this kind of joy to the people of their district.

"Haymitch, bring me some cider please?

"Some cider, or some cider?"

"Cider."

"Not too much ok."

"I know Peeta. It just helps to loosen me up so I can dance a little and have some fun."

"We always have fun," Peeta said suggestively while running his hands up and down the stretch of back that was exposed by her dress.

"Bottoms up sweetheart." Haymitch knew he probably shouldn't be giving Katniss anything to drink but his father had slipped him a drink or two so he didn't see the harm.

The band began to play a folk tune with a lead banjo. Katniss started off by dancing with Prim, each girl taking turns as the lead while Peeta entertained Mrs. Everdeen. After a few songs they decided to switch partners.

"Peeta, you always nail my toes!" Katniss playfully teased.

"I don't mean to, you know I'm much better at slow dancing." He grabbed Katniss by the waist pulling her body flush against his and began to sway slowly.

"Peeta it's not even a slow song!" Katniss yelled.

"What are you talking about sure it is," Peeta said as the band slowed down right on cue. They tried to catch their breaths, tired out from all the dancing.

"I like days like today."

"Yeah, it makes winning actually worth it." Katniss wondered about Gale. He wasn't there and she knew why. He was still having a hard time dealing with Katniss' choice. She hadn't seen him since their talk in the woods. She hoped deep down he would move on and find someone for himself. She hoped he could be as happy as she was with Peeta.

Peeta gave Katniss soft kisses on her temple and cheek before whispering in her ear, "I'm ready to go.
Will you come back to my place?"

"Of course."

They walked hand and hand back to victors village stealing kisses along the way. Katniss felt the spike cider running threw her veins and felt tonight was the night to be bold. When they entered his home she pushed his back against the door and gave him a rough kiss.

"I want to change positions tonight. I want to try being on top."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, but can we stop if I don't like it."

"Just tell me."

He picked her up effortlessly, cradling her in his arms, and carried her up the stairs. When they reached his room he laid her across the bed and untied the string from her neck that held up her dress. He pulled the dress down slowly to expose her breasts that conveniently were not covered in a bra. He buried his head in between each mound and gave her kisses around the flesh of her breasts, purposely avoiding her nipples.

"Peeta, don't tease me." Katniss couldn't take it anymore. Her breath was becoming ragged and she needed more attention. He loved it when she begged but never made her beg for long. His mouth quickly found her right nipple and he began to suck before taking a moment to bite down gently. At the same time, his hand traced down her stomach and in between her thighs. She was already getting wet and he knew what to ask for to get her even wetter.

"Katniss, can you go down on me? Just for a second?" She quickly sat up and pushed him down on the bed. She unbuckled his pants and pulled them down far enough to expose his already hard member. She started at his base and made a circuit of licking up and down his shaft. She circled his head with her tongue.

"Who's teasing who now?" Peeta asked. Katniss quickly took all of him into her mouth going as far down as she could and making up the difference with her hand. She pumped him using her mouth and hand and clenched her thighs together to cause some friction.

"You have to stop. Come here." Peeta tugged on Katniss' shoulders. He pulled his shirt and pants off while she shimmied out of her dress and panties. She straddled him and rubbed his tip up and down her center.

"You feel so good, Katniss. One day I hope we don't have to use a condom."

"I know what you mean." She pulled a condom from his pants pocket and rolled it over him just like he had shown her. She carefully placed him at her entrance and slowly began to descend while he kept his hands on her hips to help guide her.

"I love entering you, Katniss."

"This feels different." She told him when he was all the way in.

"In a bad way?"

"No, just different. Deeper. What do I do now?"

"Just start moving your hips. Do what feels right." He used his hands to push her hips up and down. She tried to find a rhythm but after a while her legs were quickly getting tired.

"I'm no good at this, Peeta," she said frustrated.

"Do you remember when we were in district 4 and we went on that horse ride?" She shook her head yes. "Move your body like that. Just relax baby. It's me and you."

His words helped. She let her body relax and tried to concentrate on what felt good. She remembered the horse rocked her body forward and back, not so much up and down. She tried to mimic those movements. Peeta had easy access to her clit in this new position so he decided to take advantage of it. When his fingers touched her she clinched around him and dropped her head back.

"You look so good Katniss." She placed her hands behind her and on his thighs and continued her back and forth movements. He continued to rub her until she reached her climax and couldn't hold herself up any longer.

"Come here." Peeta pulled Katniss down until their chests touched. He kissed her lips not realizing until that moment that this position kept so much distance between them. She brought her lips to his neck and switched between nips, kisses, and licks. When he got close he began bucking his hips much harder and Katniss let out a cry of pleasure. He was quickly bringing her to a second climax with his sudden thrusting. When they finished, they laid in bed reveling in the feeling of utter completion. She let her fingers trace circle on his chest and he rubbed his hand up and down her back.

"How did you like that Katiss? Did it feel ok?"

"I like it better when you're on top."

"Of course you do! I have to do all the work while you just lay there and enjoy yourself."

"It's a lot of work."

"Tell me about it. Can we try again with you on top?"

"I supposed so but don't get used to it!"

"Understood."

"Peeta?"

"Yes, Katniss?" He had gotten used to the fact that Katniss liked to talk and ask questions after they slept together.

"Do you feel like we shouldn't be doing this?"

"What do you mean?" He pulled her off of him and rolled on his side so he could face her. He wasn't expecting this question.

"It's just that, we're not married and part of me feels guilty for doing this."

"Katniss, we don't have to do this. We can stop at anytime."

"No! I don't like that idea. That's not what I'm saying. I just, I wonder what my dad would think if he were alive or if we'd even be doing this if he were still around."

"You can't think like that Katniss. We have no way of knowing what things would be like. All I know is at some point I would have made you mine. Somehow. I hate that the games are what forced us to finally talked but I can't change that. All I can do is prove to you everyday that you're the one for me."

"That's sweet Peeta."

"Well you know me. I wonder where we would have hooked up if we didn't have the privacy of my home."

"The woods. The lake."

"That sounds nice."

"Maybe I'll take you out there one day." She snuggled up to his chest and together they fell into a peaceful sleep.

Katniss awoke the next morning to the feel of sunlight hitting her face. She was disoriented for a second until she felt Peeta's heavy arm around her and realized that she had stayed overnight.

"Shit, Peeta! Wake up! I have to get home!"

"Huh?" He asked, clearly confused.

"I stayed the night. I have to get home before my mom realizes. Where's my dress?"

Peeta tried to shake the sleep out of his eyes as Katniss ran around his room like a chicken with her head cut off. She found the dress and he helped her tie the straps. He pulled out some sleep bottoms and quickly put them on. He raced after her down the stairs but refused to let her go without a kiss.

"Peeta, I have to go!"

"Just one more." They were standing in the doorway as one kiss turned into four.

"I really have to go."

"I know." He gave her one more kiss then let go of her hand this time. She ran across the lawn but looked back and blew him a kiss. He looked amazing standing there bare chested with only his sleep pants on. His hair was disheveled and he clearly had a look of love written all over him.

"Walk of shame."

"Shut up Haymitch!"

"Didn't know the boy had it in him."

"Shut up Haymitch!" Katniss wondered why on earth she chose a house so close to Haymitch. That was a mistake she relived almost every day. When she reached her steps so slowed down, careful to not make too much noise. She quietly entered the house and slowly closed the door. She tiptoed to the stairs and thought she was in the clear when she heard her mother.

"Good morning, Katniss."

"Mom! Geez you scared me!" Katniss straightened out her dress, trying to hold onto some of her dignity.

"Sleep well?"

"I did. No nightmares. You know how bad mine and Peeta's nightmares can be."

"Katniss, please. I know he's your boyfriend, fiancé, whatever. I just want to know you're being safe."

"We are."

"I know you both love each other very much."

"We do."

"Run upstairs and get yourself cleaned up before Prim wakes up. I'd rather her not be exposed to this. She's sure pure." Katniss remembered a time when she was once called pure. She wanted Prim to hold on to that as long as possible or until Prim found the right one. Katniss knew she'd already found the right one in Peeta.

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