Rising From The Ashes

Chapter Five Being Together At Last

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Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Hunger Games. All characters and amazing ideas are from the amazing and talented Suzanne Collins. I only own the plot.

Katniss' P.O.V.

"Always. And don't you forget it." Peeta says while looking at me with those loving and caring ocean blue eyes. I put my hands to the back of his neck, pulling his face close to mine but not touching, close enough so when I talk my lips brush against his.

"I love you Peeta Mellark." I state with love in my voice.

"And I love you Katniss Everdeen." He says back to me with much love that I had.

I pull Peeta' s down and kiss hard full on the mouth. He kisses me back with the just right amount of force and pulls me closer to him. I tried to get closer but the only thing blocking that was that I was on the tip of my toes and still couldn't find the distance decreasing. The kiss made my knees buckle from underneath me, with all the might I had I pull away from the sweet romantic kiss. Peeta gives me a questioning look.

"What is it?" He asks looking down at me.

"This," I say looking up at him. He gives me a confused look. I smile at the look on his face and jump up and into his arms. "That's better." I say and wrap my arms around his neck.  Even though I have an layer of clothing on, my skin is on fire because his hands are on my thighs, supporting me up. He smiles once he figures out what I mean and leans in to kiss me. Or so I thought.

Peeta leans in for what I thought was a kiss on the lips but was a series of kiss on my neck. Once he finds the spot on my neck just by my ear, I make a sound deep in my throat that I didn't know I could make. Once Peeta figures that spot is the sweet spot, he starts to kiss me there. While he was doing this, I was making the same mysterious sounds again and again with my eyes closed the whole time enjoying the moment. Peeta leads us to the living room and sets himself on the couch and lays down with me on top of him, he moves him lips to mine. We ended up have an intense make out session on the couch until we heard a banging on the door. Ugh, whoever that is better have a good reason for interrupting us, I think to myself.

"Ugh," I sigh."This better be important to ruin this moment." I say to Peeta quietly.

"Sweetheart, I know you're in there." Of course it had to be Haymitch.

"Of course I am Haymitch, it is my house." I yell back, not wanting to get up from this comfortable position I have with Peeta. Peeta smiles at my sarcasm and pulls me closer to him and starts to kiss my neck again. It feels so good that my breathing had become heavier and I am panting.

"Well I know that you and Peeta are in there," once Haymitch has said this, Peeta stops kissing my neck and looks up at me with a 'where is he leading this to?' face. I shrug as to tell him I am as curious as he is, but Haymitch continues."and I am intruding on your guys' reunion. But, we don't want any little Mockingjays flying about. Just to let you know .So, now that all of that is out there I am going home now so goodnight love birds." I hear the sound of his heavy footsteps disappear while he walks toward his house in the village.  I look at the time and see that it is already six o'clock at night. Wow, time really does go by fast when you are with the one you love, and that person is Peeta. I look back at Peeta.

"I guess we would have to continue later, once he is drunk and passes out." Peeta says with a smirk on his face.

"Well I hope that is soon, that was fun. I wonder if we could get him some extra alcohol to make him drunk or pass out faster?" I say while tapping my chin with my finger. I look down at Peeta and lean over to whisper in his ear."I would do anything for us to continue. And we are going to either way." I say and make sure that he can feel my lips move against his ear when I talk. I can feel him shudder beneath me, I smile knowing that only I can make him feel this way. I move one of my hands and feel his hard chest then his abs. I hear him make the same noise as I did before when he kissed my neck.

"Oh Haymitch please get drunk quickly." He groans. I smile.

"Well we can pass the time by making something to eat. I don't know about you but I'm STARVING!" I say with a smile only face.

"What do you want to eat?" He asks me.

"Well if you want, you can help me make spaghetti for dinner."

"Yea I'll help you, let's go." He says while beginning to stand up, but I immediately push him down on the couch. I get back on top of him smiling as I do so.

"Where do you think you're going, huh?" I ask placing my hands on his shoulders.

"I thought we were going to make spaghetti?" He asks, completely perplexed.

"I didn't say that you could get up without asking me first."

"Can I get up?" He asks with a smile on his face.

"Nope," I say seriously, but soon breaking the act by smiling and leaning forward to him."Not til I get my kiss." He chuckles a little bit but soon puts his hands on my cheeks and brings my face towards his. Just as our lips meet, I forget why I was thinking of letting him go. We keep kissing and In between kiss I mumble against his lips,"I'm. Not. So. Hungry. Anymore."

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