thinking about sex deprived peacekeeper! Coriolanus Snow so here is that
You first met him at the hob, where you perform on saturday nights.
Heās a peacekeeper so heās not supposed to be with you. Really, he shouldnāt even be seen talking to you but inside the walls of the hob the rules fade a bit. There you can flirt and drink and dance, even though Coriolanus despises the latter.
It works perfectly for the first few weeks as you get to know each other. Heād look forward to seeing you and the thought of it was enough to get him through the week. But after a while, the idea of not being able to kiss you, touch you started to gnaw at him. His hands becomes more risky, reaching for your thigh under the table while you share a bottle of liquor, but you have to shoo him away before he gets you in trouble.
Of course, occasionally and during particularly crowd-pleasing numbers, you manage to sneak outside for a minute or two and kiss. He wastes no time grabbing onto your face and darting his tongue in your mouth, pressing himself against you. Heās desperate. You can feel it in every thing he does. Peacekeepers donāt get a lot of free time, donāt get the luxury of love or partnership, and with the lack of privacy, you doubt he has much opportunity to touch himself. Itās clear in the way he groans against your lips, how his grip tightens on your skin. He needs it bad.
One time you find yourself behind the hob, in a dark alley and you present the opportunity to him. He hesitates, knowing he could get in serious trouble if he got caught with you, but he doesnāt care. He orders his friend, Sejanus, to stand watch as he fucks you against the wall. His face flushes when he gets himself inside you and his eyes all but roll back into his head. The stoicism youāre used to is gone and all thatās left is pure need. His gutteral groans fill the alley as his skin slaps against yours. Heās not careful or loving, no. His primal needs completely take over his body while he pounds into you, ravishing you. He forgets the well behaved, smart boy he was and lets himself be the man he turned into here in the districts.
See how quickly we become predator?