[She keeps watching him, eyes dancing all over the place. It's as if she's racing to memorize everything at once: the hand between her legs, the fingers stroking the rest of her body, the blueness of his eyes, and yes, even the rest of his body. She can't hold her head still, she feels as if she can't hold still at all. Like she's about to explode any moment.
Katniss is pretty certain she nearly does when he pinches her. She jerks upward and stutters out his name, mind and body reeling from sensation. That wetness building between her legs feels even more real now. Everything feels more real now. As if she's on an edge and about to fall off. But she doesn't want to fall alone.]
I want you in me. [She leans up to cup his face, kissing him long and hard. It's as much an attempt to cover up the words she just spoke as it is to try and ease the sensations. It doesn't work. Not like she wants it to.] Please, Peeta? Please?
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Katniss is pretty certain she nearly does when he pinches her. She jerks upward and stutters out his name, mind and body reeling from sensation. That wetness building between her legs feels even more real now. Everything feels more real now. As if she's on an edge and about to fall off. But she doesn't want to fall alone.]
I want you in me. [She leans up to cup his face, kissing him long and hard. It's as much an attempt to cover up the words she just spoke as it is to try and ease the sensations. It doesn't work. Not like she wants it to.] Please, Peeta? Please?