He was getting lost looking at her – wrapped up in the sight of her, naked and on her knees in front of him. Looking up at him with those bright green eyes. He stroked her face, his thumb brushing over her lips. She sucked on the tip of his thumb, bringing the flesh between her teeth and leaning forward to slip her fingers into the waistband of his briefs. Tugging them down until they fell to his feet.
Her lips wrapped around him with a warmth he never could have imagined. She placed a soft kiss on the tip of him, staring up at him, making him groan out. Whatever part of him she couldn't fit into her mouth she wrapped her hand around, stroking and sucking, using her tongue as much as possible. Coating him. His hands moved into her hair, guiding her mouth down further, his grip tightening, his body responsive to her touch.
His moans filled the room and her nails dug deeper into his thighs, looking up at him every chance she got. Her mouth taking in as much as she could, taking a break to gag whenever she needed to. Kissing his thigh whenever she wanted to take a breath and then bringing her lips back down onto him.
He pushed her head away eventually, similar to what she had done to him before and finished himself off, only a few more strokes needed to get him there. She watched in a daze as he finished, rocking back on her heels, mesmerized by the way they both looked right now. Exhausted and spent, the anger and worry emptied out of them. His breathing was ragged and quick, his body warm and light. Olivia placed a final kiss on the tip of him, a small smile playing at her lips, her only chance to tease him. He let out a laugh, stroking her face in his hands again, his fingers brushing over her features. She really was beautiful.
They cleaned themselves off and laid down in Olivia's bed, swallowed up in the comfy sheets and thick blankets, pulling the covers over themselves and turning towards each other to share their secrets.
"That was..." Coriolanus started, unable to find the right words for what he just experienced. The joining of their bodies and the exploration of one another was difficult for him to put into words. Worried he might ruin the moment by not finding the right ones.
Olivia laughed in response, nodding in agreement. Cuddling into his body, they sat up in her bed, tugging the sheets over themselves to talk. He kissed her softly, savoring the moment, their tastes mixing into each other's mouth.
"Speechless I see." Coriolanus teased, leaving another kiss on her forehead. She smiled up at him, tracing her fingers aimlessly along his chest.
"You could say that. I guess it's time to talk about the serious stuff now." She said back to him, sitting up a bit straighter so she could see into his eyes, lacing her gingers with his and kissing his knuckles. He nodded in agreement, hoping it wouldn't be anything too heavy.
"What does exclusivity mean to you, Olivia?" He asked her, curious as to what she expected from him now. How quick she was to get angry when he hadn't expressed himself, quick to make him jealous in response, to hurt him the same way she was hurt.
"Not doing what we just did with anyone else." She answered with a smile, and he nodded back at her. "I could understand flirting to get what you want, being charming isn't a crime. But anything beyond that would be considered a betrayal." She said, looking over at him.
"Agreed. If you are hoping to charm someone into getting what you want I'd appreciate a heads up." He added on, thinking back to her smiling at Tobias and how angry he felt. Jealous and ready to fight. She nodded too, a small smile playing at her lips.
"Was that just to make me jealous, by the way? You and Tobias?" He asked her.
"Somewhat. I wanted to annoy Festus the most, since he's always keeping an eye on me. Making you jealous just also happened to work out. But that stops now." She said back to him, tightening her grip on his fingers.
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Light the Way
FanficWhat if instead of "my old self" Coriolanus had a different answer for the third person he killed that summer? Followed by a love story, because even psychopaths have someone out there for them. Following the 24 new Tributes of the Eleventh Annual...