The Grrr Games

Chapter 6

I was going to put up a picture of Scar but I am feeling nice enough not to show you that horribleness. I literally cringed when I was searching for pics of him. So this is Brittany and what Vicky looks like in her wolf form.

Damon's POV

I stay up almost all night watching the dead screens of sleeping tributes. I just can't stop thinking about her. Her name, her hair, the way I would feel inside of her... I mentally slap myself and shake my head to try and clear it, but she still remains there.

Vicky, Vicky, Vicky, Vicky, her name just runs wild in my brain. I'm trying to figure out why I cant stop thinking about her. Clearly she has gotten in my head. She must have messed with my brain, and... Ugh, who am I kidding? I don't even believe myself.

I know it's kind of weird that I talk to myself in my brain, but it's how I figure stuff out.

I decide that it's time to go to sleep so I go to my room and get ready. I brush my teeth and take of my shirt and switch my jeans for sweatpants. I jump into my enormous bed and go into a fitful sleep with her on my mind.
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I wake up to the screech of the door opening. I look over and see Vicky standing in the door way, with only a red lace bra and matching panties on. She closes the fort behind her and walks over to me.

"I really need you." She says. She stands to the side of the bed and waits for me to says something.

"No, I think it's more like I need YOU." I grab her hips and pull her naked body down onto mine and kiss her. This kiss wasn't a rushed one, it was full of passion and love.

I lick her bottom lip, wanting to deepen the kiss, and she opens her mouth in agreement.

Our tongues fight for dominance before I cave and let her take control. She takes her chance at control and uses it to her best potential. She does all the things that drive me crazy, like biting my earlobe and nipping on my collarbone.

As we kiss our hands kinda just explore each other and go wherever we want them to go. My hand finds comfort on her ass and the other on her boob. Her hands just roam my chest and back.

She seems to be getting impatient so she runs her hands down to my waist band and hooks her fingers in it. She tugs on if and it makes me moan. In one swift movement my sweatpants are gone and throws it onto the floor somewhere. We continue to mindlessly make out when I hear a loud beeping. At first I ignore it but it starts to get irritating so I groan in frustration and open my eyes.

When I open my eyes I see sunlight coming through the windows in my bedroom. I slam my hand down on the snooze button on my alarm clock and go bald into my sleeping position.

I search with my hands for Vicky in the bed and when I don't find her I open my eyes and look for her. I find her no where. The only thing in my bed is pillows. I look at the pillow that I had been cuddling and saw a wet stain on it. I then realize what had happened last night.

Vicky was never here. It was all a dream. It seemed so real! But what really was shocking the most, is that I made-out and cuddled with a pillow. Ugh!

I get out of bed and go to my bathroom to get ready. I look at the clock before io and see that it's almost time to wake up the tributes for a morning meeting so I get ready and head towards the recording room.

Vicky's POV

I wake up feeling sore and sweaty, and with the king in my mind. His looks and his voice just get to me and I start to think a lot about him. But I always remember where I am and push him out of my thoughts to focus on the task at hand.