Hii guys soooo I'm obsessed with the hunger games series. I mean who isn't? This is my first hunger game fanfic. So I decided to write a story about Katniss's pregnancies since they never go into detail about it in the novel. So obviously this story is going to have some lemons haha. I'll warn you this chapter does have one. But if you don't like lemons you can skip over it! And there's going to be plenty of fluff so don't worry about that! This starts before they have the children and they are already married. Not sure how long this is going to be we'll see what happens! Thanks for reading! Reviews are appreciated!

Chapter 1 - Wild fire

Katniss scowled at another negative pregnancy test. Now that Peeta had convinced her to have children, she wanted them almost as badly as he did. She grabbed the pregnancy test stick off the counter and walked downstairs. Katniss and Peeta now shared her victor home, leaving his home as a guest house for their occasional visitors. The moment she stepped out of the bathroom she smelt cheese buns cooking. He was to good to her, always trying to make her happy. She stepped into the kitchen and wrapped her arms around him from behind.

"Hey Katniss! I was just making your favorite!" he exclaimed cheerfully.

When she didn't respond he turned around. She stared at the ground and handed him the test. He lowered his eyes to it slowly already knowing what it was going to say.

"It's negative again." she whispered.

He pulled her into his arms. She took a deep breath as his warm strong arms held her securely. She felt him kiss the top of her head.

"We'll just keep trying. It's okay Katniss." he whispered.

She nodded and looked up into his deep blue eyes. He wiped a tear out of the corner of her eye gently.

"When the times right it will happen." he said reassuringly.

She nodded and he kissed her gently on the lips.

"The buns are almost done. Go sit at the table and relax." he said gently.

She obediently walked over to the table and sat down. Without warning the door flew opened as Haymitch stumbled in carrying a big pot.

"Greasy Sae sent me over with some grub!" he announced as he slammed the pot on the table.

Soup sloshed all over the table as he did this. She scowled at him.

"Surprised it's not all gone with all that stumbling your doing." she muttered.

Haymitch sat down next to her giving her a quizzical look. He brought his bottle to his lips for a long swig before speaking.

"What's got you overly nasty today sweetheart? Peeta slacking on feeding you cheese buns?"

Peeta brought over the tray of buns and four bowls for the soup just as he said this.

"Actually no, I'm not." he declared.

They served themselves the soup and buns silently. Peeta and Haymitch made conversation about his geese while they ate. When they were finished she took there bowls up to the sink.

"Well while I'm here, got any booze sweetheart?" Haymitch asked.

She went the cupboard and gave him a bottle of red wine. She and Peeta occasionally drank it with their dinner. To her surprised Haymitch leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek. This actually brought a small smile to her face. Haymitch grinned at her and winked just before leaving. She stood there for a moment staring at the door Haymitch just walked out of. Peeta came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed a burn scar on her neck gently making goose pimples rise to her skin.

"Are you okay?" he whispered into her neck.

She turned around to meet his gaze and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I'm okay."

He kissed up her neck and jaw line slowly before hovering over her lips.

"Are you sure?" he mumbles.

His warm breath caresses her face. To answer his question she kisses him passionately. She gently traces over his burn scars on his neck, each one is distinct. She never grows tired of touching them. Each scar tells a story of their love, and their struggles together. He places his hand on the small of her back gently rubbing the skin there under her shirt. He lifts up both her legs and she immediately wraps them around his waist. He starts walking and she already knows he's taking her to the bedroom. He was always so chivalrous. He always has been and always will be. She feels her back hit the soft surface of the bed. He hovers above her looking straight into her eyes. He gently unravels her braid leaving her hair in soft waves around the pillow.

"I love you Katniss Mellark." he says with a smile.

She smiles back. Katniss Mellark. She still wasn't used to that yet. Their marriage was still fresh in new having only been months ago. They did it on there own just him and herself, the traditional toasting of the bread ceremony of their district. She brushed a blond lock out of his eyes.

"I love you too Peeta Mellark."

She smiles as their lips meet again spreading wild fire across her being. Her hands slipped up his t-shirt, feeling his refined muscles mixed with scars beneath her fingers. Peeta's fingers slowly scale up her body. He was always so gentle filling every touch with his love, where as she was more impatient and filled with burning desire. In their own special way they balanced each other out. She breaks away from him only to slide his shirt over his head. She's practically ripping her own shirt off as he gently kisses up her stomach. He grins and finally lifted her shirt over her head. She wraps her arms around his neck as he kisses the outline of her bra. She bites her lip and wraps her legs around his waist in response, closing the gap between them. He expertly unclips her bra and gently outlines her breasts with the tip of his finger. He always had such control over their intimacy where as she was completely clouded with desire. Goose pimples rose to her flesh under his touch.

She tightened her legs around his waist and thrusted her hips into him. He gently licked around her nipples before sucking on them. A small moan escaped her mouth as she quickly reached down to start removing his pants. She felt him smile against her flesh as he brought his mouth back up to her lips to kiss her. They made quick work of each others pants and underwear. She smiled against his mouth when she heard the clothing hit the floor. He moved down to kiss her neck as he slowly entered her. She moaned loudly and gripped his back with both hands. They fitted together perfectly, like a puzzle piece. They fell into rhythm with each other the way they always did. Him thrusting into her and she moving her pelvis up to meet him. Though his moans never reached more than a medium level, sometimes hers were so loud she was afraid Haymitch could hear her moaning Peeta's name. When they were finished they held each other, their bare flesh pressed together the way it always did. She brushed Peeta's sweaty hair back. He smiled at her and kissed her forehead. She laid her head in the crook of his arm and stared up at him. Tracing his jaw line with her index finger before she began to sing.

Deep in the meadow, under the willow.A bed of grass, a soft green pillow.

Lay down your head and close your sleepy eyes.

And when again they open the sun will it's safe, and here it's warm.

Here the daisies guard you from all harm.

Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true.

Here is the place where I love in the meadow, hidden far away.

A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray.

Forget your woes and let your troubles lay.

And when again it's morning they'll wash it's safe, and here it's warm.

Here the daisies guard you from all harm.

Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true.

Here is the place where I love you.

Peeta was asleep by the time she finished. A smile still lingered on his face. She kissed his lips gently before closing her eyes.