The Humping Games [The Hunger Games Fanfiction]

Chapter 12

The Humping Games. That magical time of year when the country tunes in to watch a bunch of horny tributes get it on. After watching the Games my whole life, I was finally competing in them. It was my chance to get sexy for the world. And Pita Breadman was ruining it.

“Katlick wait,” he called after me.

I didn’t stop. I couldn’t even bring myself to look at him right now. I bet the whole world was laughing at me. Prissy and Gavin back home. Cinnabun in the Capitol. Heyhey. . . well, he was friggin dead so screw him.

I was going for the canopy bed. I think Jack was in there with two other girls but at least I knew he could satisfy me. I would wait for my turn with him if I had to. All I could do was hope the cannon didn’t go off before I got my chance to hump Jack’s brains out.

I reached the bed in the middle of the field. I didn’t see any other tributes around. How many had been eliminated? I couldn’t even remember. Winkie was gone. Glimmer was gone. Rabbitfoot focked that boy so hard she killed him. They were both gone.

The canopy around the bed prevented me from seeing what was going on in there. I could hear sounds coming from the bed. I crept up to the side of it, all sneaky and shit. I carefully parted the canopy for a looksee inside.

“Oh em triple effin gee!” I screamed.

Jack and the two girls were totally naked and screwing like savage animals. I couldn’t tell where one body ended and the next one began. It was a mess of limbs and sexy parts. Jack stopped licking one of them long enough to say something to me.

“Join us,” he said, laughing.

I jumped into the bed. One of the girls instantly pulled me closer and started taking my clothes off. I watched as Jack furiously pleasured the other girl. She was so lucky. I didn’t want these girls in here with me. I wanted Jack to myself.

“Jack,” I said. He didn’t seem to hear me. His mouth was very busy at that moment. “I want you alone.” It turns out he did hear me because he laughed again.

“You’re in my bed, Katlick. You either join the party of GTFO!”

“Rude,” I growled.

How many other guys were left? There had to be someone out there I could hump. I crawled my way out of the bed. My shirt was missing. It was lost in the tangle of nakedness.

“Here,” Pita said. He was holding his shirt in one hand, offering it to me. I smiled and thanked him. I pulled his shirt over my head and took a good look at his body. “Mmm.”

“What?” he asked.

“I want your body,” I said. “Too bad you couldn’t finish what we started.”

“Katlick,” he murmured. “There’s something I have to tell you.” He looked around the field nervously.

“What is it?”

“I lied to you. The tributes don’t die when they get eliminated. They’re fine. I just wanted to motivate you to hump me.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“How could you lie to me like that? I didn’t need motivation. I wanted you, Pita.”

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I feel awful. Will you forgive me?”

I looked around the field. Where the hell was everyone? I knew where they were. They were busy getting it on while I was standing in a field with this silly boy. I needed Pita. I didn’t have a choice.

“Pita,” I said. He looked up at me. “Listen very carefully. I’m giving you one more chance. You better rock my world. Do you hear me?”

“You got it,” he blurted, coming at me.

He kissed me so hard I felt dizzy.

“That’s more like it,” I moaned.

He lowered me to the ground. I looked up at the sky while he took off my clothes and kissed my body.

“Take your pants off,” I said.

He fumbled around with his belt and then yanked them off. He threw them to the side and dove on top of me.

“Katlick,” he said between kisses. “I need you so bad.”

“I need you too.”

Then it happened. He stuck his magical wand into the enchanted passageway and sparks flew. I arched my back and dug my nails into shoulders.

“Pita,” I breathed.

We humped like the world was gonna end. We didn’t stop for nothing. We kept going, faster and faster. The cannon went off. I saw a tribute in the sky. Then it went off again. Another tribute. Pita kept on humping me like a champ.

The cannon kept booming. The tributes faces flashed by in a blur. I felt explosions going off in my own body.

“Unbelievable,” Ryan Seacrest shouted. “The votes are pouring in. Every vote is for Pita and Katlick.”