part 4 - "don't stop"

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"could stay with you?"

this shocks me to my core and it takes me a minute to say what i want to. "yes please." i whisper. Haymitch grins and climbs into bed with you. you turn toward each other and he plants a light kiss on your forehead and says "goodnight sweetheart" he grabs my hand and u drift off into sleep.

i open my eyes to the arena. Haymitch is there. one of the careers got him. he thrashing and screaming for me to run and get away. but i don't. i can't. i just sit there and watch the one i love be brutally murdered before my eyes. at some point I'm screaming. and then i fall to the ground and the career picks me up and starts digging a knife into my shoulder taking the voice of Haymitch yelling "are you ok??? wake up (y/n)!!! WAKE UP!!!!!" and then i jolt from that awful reality into the one where me and Haymitch are sharing a bed.

he looks at me and asks what happened and if i wanted to talk about it. i shake my head silently. "ok sweetheart. can you at least tell me when happened?" i nod and tell him about how he was trapped and i couldn't save him and how he collapsed to the ground in death. "oh sweetheart. I'm so sorry. it's ok I'm here. he wraps his arms around me and gives me a kiss on the head. we stay like this for a good 10 minutes but then he pulls away. "you should try and sleep again sweetheart. i know you don't want to but you need rest." he says "ok" i comply and get comfortable. after a minute or so i feel his rough hand rest on my hip. i open my eyes and look at him. "oh I'm sorry. am i being too handsy? I'm sorr-" i hush him with my finger and say "it's ok. i don't mind. as long as it's you. i don't mind." and then before i know it, he is so close to me i can see the vibrant blue of his eyes even in the pitch black. "really?" he says in a hushed voice. "really" i confirm.

with that confirmation. he slides his hand up to my cheek and cups it in his huge hand. "Haymitch i-" but to my absolute joy, im interrupted by his lips yet again. but this time it's more passionate. it seems like he knows what he's doing to me and he wants to keep it up. i turn my head to further deepen the kiss. after about ten seconds Haymitch breaks away "are you ok? i don't wanna go to far." he asks concerned. me having the taste of his lips still on mine go mad with that taste and feeling fading. "no please. keep going. don't stop." i demand. he grins and presses his lips to mine. it's such s sweet taste. i can't get enough of it. apparently Haymitch can't either.

i find that he has kicked off the blanket and is now looming over me. i have his face in my hands and he is leaning down into me. deepening the kiss. i give a squeak if pleasure and he pulls away. "should i stop?" "no! please haymitch don't stop!" i beg. I'm begging. why am I begging. at this i see a fire light in the man's eyes. he gives me one final kiss and crawls off of me and crosses to the door. im now up and looking at him. following him.

"don't stop~"

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