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𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎

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𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎 

 -𝚃𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚝

(𝙾𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎)

◦╳╳╳╳╳╳╳╱◇╲╳╳╳╳╳╳╳◦

The second we get back into our room his lips are on mine. Our kisses are hungry and desperate. Like we've been starved for touch and this is the first time. His hands roam my body as his lips stay on mine.

We reluctantly pull away from each other and he rests his forehead against mine. "I've waited so long to have you in my arms and tonight I'm not going to let you go." Finnick says.

"Prove it." I whisper.

Finnick smirks and his hands move to the zipper on the back of my dress. His hands linger on my back as he pulls the zipper down.

His lips are on mine in a second but the next they move to my jaw. His lips traced along my jaw down to my collarbone and soon enough my dress was on the floor.

"You are so beautiful." He whispers, placing kisses all over my body. "Tonight is going to be all about you." Then he finds the place I need him most.

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I woke up the next day with warm arms wrapped around my middle and his head buried in my neck. I take in this time to ourselves because who knows when we will get this quiet for a while.

But, I guess I spoke too soon because there was a knock on the door that was followed by a loud voice. "I'm coming in! You both better be clothed!"

I groan and rub my hand against my face. Johanna walks in along with Katniss. "What are you guys doing here?" I ask.

Finnick groans from behind me and lifts up his head. "Johanna?" He asks.

"Damn, you've looked better." She says, laughing. "Long night?''

"Yeah, a type of night you haven't had in a while." He says, flipping her off.

I stifle my laugh which earns a dirty look from Johanna. "Get out so I can get changed. Unless you want to see me naked." I say, winking.

"Gross." She grumbles underneath her breath as she walks out the door with Katniss behind her.

"Good morning." I say, turning to Finnick who has his arms resting behind his head. I place a loving kiss on his lips which he leans into.

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