Chapter 9

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[PUTA POV]

I started to run when I heard the gunshot. All I could think about was surviving. Everyone in the Cornucopia was dying, so I ran the opposite direction.

My mind was going a million miles a minute and I couldn't clear my thoughts. I saw some bushes and decided to hide for as long as I could.

I saw Cumtoe and I could barely react when he ran through the bush, planting his foot firmly in my crotch. For some reason I liked it.

I let out a yelp and he doubled back. His face softened and he rushed to my side. He didn't have a malicious look in his eyes—a look he possessed when he killed five tributes at the Cornucopia. He had a more soft and caring look this time. He saw something in me.

"I—Puta," he stammered "let me have a look at the damage."

He pulled my pants down gently and I looked away because I was so nervous.

"Oooh, I have a prescription for this," Cumtoe sighed.

I reached into his pack and grabbed a silver container but his hand caught mine. He pushed it down and took the container in his hands. "I'll apply it, don't worry," Cumtoe winked.

His calloused hands dipped into the greasy ointment and he firmly grasped my member. He rubbed his hands up and down to apply the ointment to the entire length of my sex.

I was trying so hard to act like I didn't like it, but I did. This was the best feeling I have ever experienced in my whole life.

"Cu—Cumtoe...this feels so good, thank you," I moaned.

"It seems to be healing right up," Cumtoe said, nodding in approval.  "But it's going to be hard getting your pants back on when you're so hard like this. I used a lot of ointment because your dick was so girthy and I wouldn't want to rub medicine off wrestling it into your pants."

He mounted me, sitting on my sternum. He closed his eyes and hummed lowly.

"Thank you for taking a chance on me. Not a lot of people like the tributes from Hellve."

"I only like one..." hummed Cumtoe in a quiet reply. He bends in half and exhales deeply on my neck. My heart flutters in response. His rough hands find the small of my back and caress the area.

My head bowes back and tendrils of blond hair spill over my shoulders. The hard tips of my nipples are front and center from his vantage point on my chest. His hands move and begin to play with them before he finds my mouth.

I sit up at the waist and set my hands back to brace myself. The forest floor is soft and dewey like Cumtoe's supple skin. When he sees me right myself up, Cumtoe pushes me down and all the air escapes from my lungs.

My eyes find Cumtoe's and I am floored. He's watching me as I struggle underneath his grasp. He's watching how I react to his advances. He's calculating. He's controlling. I wouldn't expect less since he's a Career. Whatever it is, it's a turn on.

"Touch yourself, faggot," Cumtoe grunts. It's lecherous but I obey. I run my hand over my ointmented appendage and he reacts with pleasure.

I unravel in ecstasy and we lay on the forest floor after exhausting ourselves.

"Alliance?" Cumtoe asks with a grin. His chest continues to rapidly rise and fall from the exertion.

"Of course," I reply.

"Cool. We'll stay with Glimmer and Glamour and hunt down some tributes—especially your girlfriend. I don't like how she messes with you."

"Yaass. Hold on, kill Katpiss?"

"Stfu fruit. Don't talk"

"Don't be homophobic, Cumtoe."

"I'm not gay, Puta."

"But...what about what we just did?"

"It...was nothing...I—I have a girl back home in Kum. I'm with her. That—that was just business. Transactional. To keep me alive."

"DO NOT LIE TO YOURSELF CUMTOE. YOU LIKE ME, YOU'RE GA—"

"ENOUGH PUTA. SAY ONE MORE WORD AND YOU'LL BE GONE BEFORE KATPISS!"

I didn't say a word to Cumtoe. I was devastated. Although I had only just met him, Cumtoe had repaired my dick and had confirmed my new feelings towards guys. I felt like he was stringing me along though and lying to himself. He was gay and he was jealous at Katpiss for liking me. Whatever...if I told him the truth he'd kill me and I wanted to live. He could never go home with me and I want to go home to Hellve to live with Jail indefinitely. I needed to see him and assist in his weird ass poo kink.

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