Yeah. I - oh! [There. That. The combination of his hands on her wings and the friction created by each thrust almost threatens to undo her. Her hands still on his back as she the pleasure nearly overwhelms. She raises her hips a fraction of a second after he begins to thrust, determined to participate. Her nipples rub against his chest as she moves. She bites back another gasp, her breath coming out in heavy pants.
It frightens her, the feeling of climax on the horizon. Makes it hard to let go, hard to allow herself this bliss. Her grip in his hair tightens. So close. So afraid.]
Please, Peeta. [Katniss isn't certain what she's begging for, but the words tumble out.] Please don't let go of me.
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It frightens her, the feeling of climax on the horizon. Makes it hard to let go, hard to allow herself this bliss. Her grip in his hair tightens. So close. So afraid.]
Please, Peeta. [Katniss isn't certain what she's begging for, but the words tumble out.] Please don't let go of me.