[It's a little like a victory when he moves that knee to sit between her own legs. Like that moment on the beach, before Finnick interrupted them. How Peeta's kisses didn't satisfy then, only made her need greater. Now, even every movement he makes isn't enough. Nothing feels like it can ever be enough.
But this Peeta hadn't been there. Didn't remember how wrapped up in each other they had gotten. It's okay. She's happy to show him.
Her hold on his hair loosens. One hand moves down to the space between his shoulder blades while the other cups the hand on her cheek. Opening her eyes, she breaks the kiss to smile timidly at him. Before the kiss can resume, she's trying to move his hand to her lips, so she can gently kiss the pad of each finger.]
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But this Peeta hadn't been there. Didn't remember how wrapped up in each other they had gotten. It's okay. She's happy to show him.
Her hold on his hair loosens. One hand moves down to the space between his shoulder blades while the other cups the hand on her cheek. Opening her eyes, she breaks the kiss to smile timidly at him. Before the kiss can resume, she's trying to move his hand to her lips, so she can gently kiss the pad of each finger.]