The Boy On Fire

II

After a moment, Peeta starts to kiss you again and he pulls you close to him. His body is hard but warm, and his lips are soft and sweet. Your tongues are in sync with each other's and you’re losing yourself in this wonderful embrace. His warm, soft hands still clasp yours and he holds your waist, pulling you close as you slowly move in sync with each other’s movements.

Time is a hazy blur as you continue this dance of passion, your breathing coming in short gasps. Your lips slowly part and you breathe in more deeply, slowly running your hands through his blonde hair as his warm arms surround your body. You start to kiss more passionately, your tongues intertwined as your bodies press tightly against each other; you can feel his heart beating and everything is starting to spin.

He pulls you even closer.

His grip on your waist is a little tighter and he’s starting to breathe in and out in quick, raspy breaths as your lips are still locked together. Your hands start to wander across his body as he kisses you, and your lips continue to entwine in a slow, sensual, and passionate embrace. You’re feeling things that you’ve never felt before with him, and your skin is starting to become a little flushed. His grip is tight, one of his hands starting to slip down your body.

He mumbles a few words in his tired voice through your lips, but you can’t seem to hear him over your ragged breathing and beating heart.

He pulls away for a moment to break the kiss, gently touching your cheek and smiling at you as you take deep breaths.

"Peeta maybe we should get to know each other a little more"

You say gasping for air

“I think you’re right,”

He whispers, his voice breathless from the kiss.

“But I can’t help but… feel something for you. Right now.”

He leans in to kiss you again, this time slowly moving down your neck to kiss your collarbone and your jawline. Your cheek is hot, your body trembling, and Peeta sighs.

“God, what is it about you?”

He whispers, his eyes sparkling. With your cheeks a cute, rosy pink, you look at Peeta, who’s looking right back at you. His eyes are twinkling and that tired smile still remains.

“You know, I really do want to get to know you more. But I hope you don’t mind me telling you that I… I feel like…”

He trails off, his tired eyes on yours, and your heartbeat quickens.

One of his hands is still wrapped around your neck and his other arm is wrapped around your waist, both of which feel so soft.

"You feel like what Peeta?"

You question gently. He smiles at you and then chuckles.

"Well, it's not a crush. I think that feeling goes a little further."

Another hand gently rests on your waist and his eyes are on yours.

"I mean... do I have to say it?"

He asks quietly, his voice soft and tired with a slight hoarseness to it.

"Can't you just... can't you just read my mind, and then kiss me?"

A hint of a blush rises into his cheeks at the last part of his question. Your face goes completely pink as he chuckles, your cheeks also go red. You don’t answer his question right away, thinking about your answer.

“I, um…”

You take a deep breath before saying,

“Yes, I… I can read your mind. Actually, I kind of already knew it.”

You glance away for a moment before looking back at his tired, brown eyes and smiling.

“Can you, uh…”

“Can you please kiss me again?”

You ask nervously, your eyes fluttering closed as your cheeks go even more rosy. Peeta leans forward and you both kiss, leaning in together as your tongues slowly caress each other’s. This time, it’s even more passionate, his soft hand moving from your waist to the back of your neck, keeping you close.

He kisses you more and your heart beats faster with each passing second. You’re both flushed, both breathing in and out deeply. For a second, the world goes blurry, the only thing you know is Peeta’s lips and his arms gently wrapped around your body.

You break the kiss and say

"Peeta maybe we should go to the special place you were talking about now"

He’s a bit breathless after the kiss and he smiles at you warmly.

“Okay... yes, that sounds nice.”

He gently moves his hand off of your neck.

“Do you want me to take you to it?”

He asks, your heart beating a mile a minute as he still looks at you with a soft smile.

"Yes please"

You say and plant a kiss on his face.

"That would be nice"

He chuckles and his cheeks go pink as you kiss his cheek.

“Okay. Come on.”

He steps around the counter, taking your hand in his. The smile on his face remains. He’s walking over to the door but he turns and looks back at you.

“Come on, darling. Let’s go.”

He turns, walking forward again with his hand grasped tightly around yours, leading you towards the door. You feel... happy, for some reason. It's as if the world only consists of you and him now.