College themed AU #11 lol
Hello love! Hope you enjoy this little tale of a freshman Katniss and her (hot) resident advisor, Peeta Mellark
11. I took a bunch of free condoms from health services just because I could and they all fell out of my bag at once and now you’re staring at me weirdly
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“How are you doing, sweetie?”
Katniss grated her teeth, hearing the concern in her mom’s voice. “I’m okay.”
“Making new friends?”
She walked distractedly up the steps to the building in front of her. “Uh-huh.”
The automatic doors of the health services building opened as Katniss reached the top and hurriedly walked in, greeted by the sterile white walls and the overhead music in the waiting room.
“Listen, mom. Can I call you when I get back to my dorm?”
“Alright…but Prim and Haymitch are going to be disappointed to not get an update at dinner,” her mom replied. “You know they live for the stories of your college shenanigans.”
“I’ve been at Panem University for three months. I don’t think they’re living for my updates on finding the best study spot.”
“You know they miss you and so do I.” Her mom sighed. “I can’t believe my first baby is in college.”
Katniss snorted. “You say that every time you call me.”
“And I’ll keep saying it until you’re home for Thanksgiving and I can say it to your face.”
“Love you, Mom. Say hello to Haymitch and Prim for me.”
Katniss hung up, tucking her phone into her tote before looking to the front counter. Johanna said that they would be there, free for the taking.
Well, her roommate didn’t exactly say that to her. She was on the phone with someone and was telling them.
Katniss just happened to overhear it.
She walked over to the counter where the clear jar stood, filled to the brim with condoms.
Quickly glancing around to make sure no one was watching, Katniss grabbed a handful…then another before rushing out the door.
As soon as Katniss was outside, she let out a breath. She felt the sweat pooling underneath her olive-green winter jacket as walked back to her dorm.
What the hell was she doing?
This wasn’t her. She wasn’t the kind of person who cared what people thought. She enjoyed reading a good book on Saturday night instead of going to parties like Johanna. She wasn’t a student body representative like Annie, their neighbor, or into rugby like Delly, who was in her physics study group.
She was just…her.
However, Katniss—whoever she was, was lonely.
Katniss was miles away from home in District 12. She was freakishly close to her family. Her mom had her young, like still in high school young, and was more her friend than her sister. Her dad had passed away in a work accident when she was four and her mom was pregnant with Prim, her sister. When Prim was born, Katniss took on the role of caretaker, changing diapers and feeding Prim when her mom needed a break. Prim practically thought of her as another parent.
Then when Katniss was ten, she met Haymitch Abernathy.
He had come into the diner that her mom worked at one rainy afternoon. Katniss was sitting at the counter, taking orders for Sae, the owner and cook. He struck a conversation asking about the specials before finally asking why a kid was taking orders.
To which she replied, “Who else is going to?”
Her mother who was bussing tables came to the counter, she and Haymitch met eyes, and that was it.
Fortunately, Katniss loved the man, too.
Her stepfather treated her and Prim like his own, even tearing up a bit as he moved the last of her things into her dorm.
Now, alone on this vast campus, Katniss found longing for…someone.
And she figured that the best thing she could do was find a companion. She wasn’t looking for a relationship, busy with classes and her job at the nearby café. However, someone who could warm her bed occasionally and get her to relax was much more feasible.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sudden onslaught of rain that was now coming down.
“Shit!”
Katniss pulled her tote closer to her and ran towards the dormitories. She couldn’t afford to get sick.
By the time she stepped into the building, Katniss was soaked and shivering.
The hallway leading to her dorm was empty and the sound of her sneakers squeaking echoed loudly against the linoleum floor.
Katniss was shaking as she got to the door and she reached into her tote, searching for her key—
“Hey, Katniss. Do you need help?”
She turned to find Peeta Mellark, the building’s resident advisor, behind her.
He smiled and Katniss couldn’t help but blush.
In his fourth year at Panem University, Peeta glowed with that confidence of knowing exactly who he was and where he was headed in life. Rumor had it that he was poised to take over Mellark Bakery, his family’s world-famous business which Peeta’s grandfather had started and Peeta’s father had made a household name.
“I-I-I’m fine,” she told him through chattering teeth. “Just have to find my keys—”
Her tote slipped off her shoulder, tumbling to the floor.
She watched in horror as the impact caused everything to spill onto the ground.
Including the condoms, which Peeta’s shoes were now covered in.
Their eyes met and his expression was nothing short of horrified.
“Fuck!” Katniss went to her knees, gathering everything and throwing everything into her bag. “Sorry about that—”
“Let me help.”
Peeta leaned down, his blue eyes full of sympathy, and helped her throw the assortment of condoms back into her tote. They worked quickly, and he even managed to find her keys which he held out to her.
“You’re probably wondering why the hell someone like me needs these,” she muttered, her eyes darting down in humiliation.
“No!” Katniss looked up and met his gaze. Peeta sighed before continuing. “I’m just wondering if there was anything you wanted to talk about.”
They both stood up and Katniss adjusted her tote securely against herself.
“I’m sure you have better things to do than listen to some freshmen whine,” she replied.
“Come to my room.”
Katniss crossed her arms. “Why?”
“Because you obviously need to talk to someone,” Peeta told her. “Plus, about twenty minutes ago, I saw Johanna leading some guy into your dorm.”
Katniss scowled. “Shouldn’t you be doing something about that?”
“As long as she’s being safe and he doesn’t spend the night, I can’t tell her what to do,” he explained. “However, if he’s there past nine then I’ll kick him out. You need your place, too.”
Peeta put an arm around her, leading her to the end of the hall towards the open door of his dorm. She tried not to react to the feel of the boy next to her. Despite being soaked, the side that was pressed against him filled her with warmth and Katniss let herself relax into his hold.
Entering his dorm, Katniss examined the room, her eyes immediately going to his bookshelf. She headed towards it, stopping to look over the titles. Most of them were old textbooks but Katniss was surprised and pleased to find that he had some classics from Nathanial Hawthorne to the Bronte sisters. Her eyes were on Zora Neale Hurston’s Their Eyes Were Watching God when she felt his stare on her.
“I keep some of the textbooks in case someone needs them,” he explained as Katniss turned to him. Peeta handed her a towel. “For your hair. I have some sweats and a t-shirt in my bathroom in case you wanted to change out of your clothes.”
“Thanks.” Her eyes remained on him. Truthfully, there was a lot to appreciate about Peeta—the golden hair swept back artfully to highlight his cerulean eyes, his broad, muscular stature, and a smile that made you feel like you were staring right into a sun, and you didn’t give a fuck that your flesh was probably burning off because it was just that damn beautiful. “Why are you helping me?”
“Because I’m a little concerned about what kind of plans you have with the sheer number of condoms in your bag,” he explained. “Why don’t you change and we can just talk? I’ll make hot chocolate.”
“Will you put some rum in it?”
“You know I can’t,” Peeta chided, his mouth rising in a smile at her disappointed pout. “I can already tell that you’re going to give me trouble.”
Katniss smirked. “You have no idea.”
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Katniss came back into his room, hiking his sweats up since they were huge on her petite frame. She tied the hem of the shirt into a knot and braided her long dark hair while in the bathroom, realizing how much better she felt in dry clothing.
Peeta was sitting on the couch next to his desk, a mug in his hands. “You’re looking a lot more comfortable.”
“Thanks.” Katniss took the mug he held out and took a sip. Closing her eyes, she hummed at the warm, sweet notes of cocoa hitting her tongue. “Of course, the baker boy would know how to make delicious hot chocolate. I don’t even care if you drugged it.”
“I didn’t drug it,” he protested. “And I don’t appreciate the insinuation.”
“Sorry, I forget that people don’t understand my caustic personality.” Katniss joined him on the couch. “It’s not for everyone, thus my lack of friends.”
“You’ve been here for three months, and you have a full schedule,” he told her. “It’s normal to not be social when you’re busy and homesick.”
“You can tell I’m that miserable?”
“I saw you with your family when you moved in.” Peeta smiled in remembrance. “They were all wearing shirts with your face on them. Your mom burst into tears as they left, and your dad hugged you for a full minute before letting go. You held onto your little sister until she stopped crying. You’re someone loved very much, and it can get lonely because you’ve left that behind.”
“Exactly,” she replied. “But I realize that I’m busy and can’t do relationships. So, I made the decision that I need someone to help me get through the rough patches of college life.”
Peeta leaned back against the sofa. “You’re very cavalier about sex.”
“Because it is just physical to me.” Katniss took another sip from the mug. “I don’t need physical love because I already have emotional love in my life. What I do need is someone to help me destress.”
“And you think it can be that easy?”
“Please don’t act like there aren’t guys on this campus just gagging for someone to bang who doesn’t care that they leave in the morning,” she countered. “Not to mention that I’m eager to learn.”
Peeta ran a hand through his hair, laughing wryly. “You’re insane.”
“No, I’m logical.” Katniss gripped the mug. “And I’m lonely.” She looked down. “I’m not good with friendships. I’m not even sure that Johanna likes me around. I think it would be nice to be held and touched by someone even if it’s for a few hours. And I don’t mind learning some life lessons along the way.”
“Life lessons?” Peeta leaned toward her. “And what does that entail?”
“Someone who can advise me on the sex life of a college girl,” she replied primly. “An advisor of sorts who can teach me how to blow a guy but at the same time advise on how to schedule in a lay in-between midterms.”
“Have you ever given someone a blowjob?”
“Once and it was altogether…okay. It was my high school boyfriend and we had sex after that.”
“How did that go?”
Katniss shrugged. “Fine. A little uncomfortable and at first Gale couldn’t find my…entrance. Also, he came super quick which I think meant it was good for him.”
“Huh.” Peeta mused over her words. “Sounds about on par with my first time. I assure you that we get better.”
Katniss chuckled. “I’d like to discover that for myself.”
“Okay then, how about me?”
She raised a brow. “What about you?”
“I’ll advise you,” he explained. “On sex.”
Katniss looked at him in disbelief.
“Why? I’m sure that you’re not hurting for someone to hop on the Peeta train.”
“I’m graduating in a few months, and I don’t need to get into a relationship with someone at this point. You need help and as your resident advisor, it is my duty to ensure that you feel comfortable during your college stay.”
“Are you any good?” Katniss countered.
Peeta reached for her mug, placing it on the table next to him. Holding out his hand to her, he waited until Katniss took it.
“Straddle my lap,” he suddenly commanded, his eyes darkening.
Katniss saw the hunger in his stare and her body responded immediately. She felt the rush of heat to her core and the sudden pebbling of her nipples. Carefully, Katniss approached him and brought her knees to each side of his hips. Slowly, she brought herself onto his lap lining her center just on his crotch.
Peeta was hard against her, and she rocked, feeling the length of him slide along her covered slit.
He grunted, his hand going to her hip and fingers splaying on her ass cheek.
“You obviously have an effect on me, Katniss,” he told her, thrusting up suddenly. A moan fell from her lips and Peeta smirked, his hand reaching to the nape of her neck. “I think I might have an effect on you, too.”
“Fuck…” Katniss rolled her hips against him, the slide smooth because of the slick on her panties. “Please—”
“Yes…” Katniss closed her eyes, jerking herself against the strained erection as Peeta’s hand wandered underneath her shirt. His nose pressed along a peaked nipple, sending spikes of electricity through her nerves. “Yes…” The hand on her hip gripped as he thrust hard against her, pushing against her clit. “Peeta!”
“What do you say?” His mouth went to her neck, sucking against her pulse point and Katniss’ eyes rolled back at the tightening of her core. “Do you want to do this with me?” His hand slid down to her breast, cupping and brushing his thumb along her nipple. “We can take care of each other.”
She heard the tremble in her voice as her body tensed and her climax overtook her.
Something warm spread across her core and Katniss opened her eyes to find Peeta staring up at her, flushed and grinning.
"I think…” She stopped to catch her breath. “…we could come up with a suitable arrangement.”
Peeta reached, drawing her down until they were face to face. He brushed his mouth along hers, his tongue sweeping slowly as he explored.
Katniss moaned, tasting hot chocolate in their kiss. She wanted more. More of this. More of him.
“Alright,” he whispered against her. “Should we start now?”
Katniss laughed before pulling him into another kiss.
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I feel like this could be done right here.
However, I also envision a second part taking place years later where they somehow meet again and there would be scenes of the past interspersed with the present day.
Thoughts?
Also, if you’re wondering—Katniss is (newly) 19 and Peeta is 22.
