LOVE LOVE LOVE Peeta X Katniss

The train 2

Songs;

Peer Pressure- James Bay, Julia Michaels

Adore- Dean Lewis

Us- James Bay

From Afar- Vance Joy

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"I've wanted to do that for so long." Peeta mumbles into my ear, and I tighten my legs around him.

He's pressing into my thigh, and I roll us over once again, kissing him through his boxers. I slowly pull them down.

I want to say something to him, express what he means to me, how much he has helped me. But I've never been good with words. Instead, when he is fully unclothed below me, I take him in my mouth.

I don't know in the slightest what I am doing. Only that guys are sensitive, and I slowly bring him into my mouth. When I come back to the top of him, I trace my tongue over the top, licking him up and down. The only thought I could process was how soft he felt, and how in control I felt. He lets out a slight hiss, and reaches for my hand which I give him. I release his cock, and look up at him.

"I- could you show me what to do?" I ask him, unsure of myself.

He lets out a shaky breath. "What you were doing was amazing." He says, reaching his hand into my hair. I nod, and take him in my mouth again.

I go up and down and glance up at him. His eyes are hooded, and he shudders when he sees me looking. Before I can get back into a steady rhythm, he pulls me back.

"Katniss I'm not going to last much longer if you keep going." He admits, and I smile.

I reach down further, and take his testicals into my my mouth. I know this was the most sensitive part. I gentle suck on the flesh, and his legs start twitching.

"Katniss, Jesus." He says aggressively, his one hand pulling at my hair. I want to smile. I release him at kiss his cock once more before I crawl back up him, kissing him everywhere I can reach, before I am at his lips. He deeply kisses me, pulling me in close.

"Peeta," I nudge him on top of me. "I want.." I didn't know exactly how to say it. I didn't think I could manage to say make love. But in the moment nothing else seemed to fit.

"I do too." Peeta says, smirking slightly. "You really want this?" He asks, but I can see the excitement in his eyes. "Yes Peeta please." I say, laughing slightly, feeling nervous. As we kiss the nerves break away, I had much bigger things to be nervous about.

We continue kissing, and I help guide him to my entrance, and enters me slowly. He seems unsure of himself but I move myself closer to him encouraging him.

I'd heard girls talk about their first time hurting, but it's more of a slight ache. I've experienced much worst pain. I groan slightly as Peeta thrust fully into me, absorbing the pain. "Did I hurt you?" He mumbles against my lips. I shrug, and whisper. "I don't mind."

"Are you okay?" He asks, his hand strokes my hair. I nod, kissing him. I glance down at us, Peeta inside of me. And I feel my walls squeeze around him. Peeta obviously notices and starts moving slightly, rocking into me.

The fire inside of me seems to be full force, my body craving his. When he pulls out, I find myself meeting him, wanting him back inside of me fully. The slight uncomfortable feeling I felt early has disappeared and is replaced with a need.

"This feels so good." I moan, my hands digging into his back. He thrusts harder into me. "I'm sorry I made us wait this long it's-" he cuts me off with a kiss.

I couldn't help feeling like the moment was perfect, and the thoughts of tomorrow vanishes, Peeta and I are one. Haven't we always been? Me and Peeta fighting to survive, this only seemed... natural.

Peeta leans slightly on his left arm and he's hitting somewhere inside of me, like an itch I never knew I had.

"Peeta." I hiss, gripping his back tightly.

"There?" He mumbles, rolling his hips as I meet him.

He continues moving, and reacting to my groans, just watching me. He closes his eyes when I arch my back up to him and slows down slightly.
"I'm so close." He mummers, moving his body again.

"Katniss." He groans again, leaning his head down next to my ear. His breathing is heavy, and I hold him as tight as I can manage. I let my head fall back and close my eyes, enjoying the foreign feeling. Peeta leans up, and looks down at me.

I had seen Peeta through many emotions, but when I look up at him, his face holds an emotion I'd never seen before. Peeta reaches his hand down and rubs the spot that previously gave me so much pleasure.

I groan and lean into him. "Does that feel good?" He asks.

"Peeta." I say closing my eyes, unable to answer. Peeta continues his stead strokes, and softly whispers in my ear.

"I love you." He says, over and over. I grip Peeta's shoulders, and feel myself start to unravel once again. Feeling him inside of me makes everything feel more.

I continue groaning, and I start shaking when Peeta removes his hand. His strokes become deeper, and faster. And I grip to him tightly.

His breathe in my ear gives me chills, and he's saying my name over and over again.

"Katniss I'm going to-" he cuts himself off and I pull him in close with my legs as he tries to remove himself. Since being back at the capital I haven't been getting my period due to the shot they give me.

Peeta groans as he reaches his climax, pulling me in close, placing his face in neck. He buried himself deeply with in me, and I feel a few tears forming at my eyes out of pure joy.

When he finished he slowly pulls out of me, and lays next to me. I'm not ready to let him go, and I miss him inside of me. I oddly enjoy the thought of him emptying himself into me.

"Wow Katniss." Peeta says as he catches his breathe, pulling me in tightly. His chest is slightly sweaty but I don't care.

"Was that good for you?" I ask him, wondering if I could ever live up to his expectations.

"Better than good, better than I could have imagined." He says, sighing pulling me in tightly, and rubbing my back.

"I like having you inside of me, I miss it already." I say to him, smiling against his chest. He doesn't laugh like I anticipated him to, instead he tilts my face up and kisses me deeply, pulling back to look at my face, and rub my cheek.

As we fall asleep I think of a different life with Peeta. A life with no capital or districts, a life where I could roam free in the forest, Peeta at my side. My father would still be alive. And I would never doubt my love for Peeta, not once.
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Part 3 soon!