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warning: smut

pairing: president snow x reader

promt: after years apart and the same feelings still remaining, y/n happens to run into her past lover Coriolanus at the old cottage they used to share.

The sun was setting in a rich tapestry of gold and crimson as I strolled through the familiar streets of my old village, the typical things on my mind, my old cottage, my old music box, the sweet bakery smells, and of course, the man I'm still desperate for despite the years behind our no longer continuing story.

As I continued to walk through my favorite field, the one I first kissed Coriolanus in, the air was fragrant with the scent of blooming jasmine and night time flowers, stirring up long-forgotten memories. It had been years since I last walked this way, the cobblestones familiar beneath my feet, and yet they felt different—charged with nostalgia and longing within my untouched and hungry body.

As I rounded the corner, right next to Corios old cottage we'd spend our late nights in, I could hardly believe my eyes. There stood Coriolanus, leaning against the gate of his old cottage building, a half-smile gracing his lips as he pulled something from his rusted mailbox.

He hadn't changed much; his tousled light hair glimmered in the fading light, and those sharp blue eyes still had the ability to hold my attention completely. I caught my own breath, and reached for the trim of my dress to keep me steady.

"it's been ages," I said, approaching him cautiously.

"Y/n?" he said walked right over to me, quickly finding a place to place the mail so that he could pull me into a hug. We were childhood friends before all else anyways.

His long arms wrapped around my waist, his chin rested onto my shoulder, my hair filling his scent, he was just as warm as I could remember. I took a deep breath as he slowly pulled away from me, slyly letting his hands stay longer than what should've been deemed welcome.

"It's been long, Corio." I said looking at him with all my desire lingering.

"Too long," he replied, his voice was deep and inviting. After smiling at one another for a while longer, he offers. "You should come up for a cup of tea—catch up. My balcony's the best place to reminisce." his voice was teetering on a stutter.

Yet there was something magnetic about his invitation. Temptation tugged at me, a whisper in my head that said, "What's the worst that could happen?" knowing that this was probably going to end up somewhere it hasn't in years, but somewhere its wanted to.

I nodded, and he stepped aside, holding the gate open with a sweet smile on his face.

As we climbed the stairs throughout his old place, the building exhaled memories—laughter, love, and especially heartaches. It was hard to believe that just a few years ago, Coriolanus and I had been entangled in an unspoken flame that flickered only in stolen moments in the hot nights and heated touches. A situation that neither of us knew how to define, yet it clung to my heart like a tattoo on my skin, like a catchy rhythm I couldn't get out of my head, something I couldn't erase.

Then finally, we reached his balcony, the fields sprawled out before us, a canvas of life painted with twinkling lights and the distant sound of bugs and wind. The cool evening air was refreshing, blowing my hair every which way, keeping his eyes glued on me.

Coriolanus gestured for me to sit, the same two chairs we sit and chat in for hours were there, and the table I had said my last goodbye to him over. As he disappeared into his cottage or a moment, and I took in the view, letting my heart race with the excitement and the chance of rekindling an old flame that I wasn't ready to yet let go of.

Finally, He returned with two steaming mugs, the aroma of chamomile wafting towards me. My favorite. "Thought you might enjoy this," he said, handing me a cup. Our fingers brushing against each other for a fleeting moment, and an electric jolt surged through me as I held tightly to the warm mug.

He settled into his chair, his eyes filled with thought, and his body not resting like mine had been.

Slowly settling into easy conversation, reminiscing about the past—the adventure, the late-night talks on this very balcony, the secret smiles exchanged in crowded rooms. Laughter pinged around us, and it felt like no time had passed at all.

And beneath the surface, there was a weight we could neither ignore nor address. As the tea cooled in our mugs, the talk turned toward that exact weight. Corio has started to ask me about my life, and I shrugged, attempting to downplay the emptiness that had crept in over the last year without him.

"Have you been seeing anyone?" he asked, his tone casual but laced with curiosity. I wanted to lie, I didn't want him to know. Know that he was still the only one.

I hesitated, unsure of how to navigate how to lie to him, if I could lie to him. Ultimatly realizing I couldn't. "Not really. Haven't been... looking, I guess."

Coriolanus raised an eyebrow, a nearly teasing smirk tugging at his lips. "looking? That sounds like a mild way to say you're living like a nun."

I couldn't help but chuckle, but beneath the laughter lay a sting of truth. "More like a hermit, really. It's been over a year since... well, you know."

His expression shifted, curiosity sparking in his eyes. "Over a year? Really?" he leaned forward in his chair, keeping his curious eyes on me.

"Surprised?," I replied, a rush of vulnerability coursing through me. "Sometimes it just... happens, you know?" I avoided his eyes, I couldn't let him know he was the reason. "Just not for me recently."

"I know," he added, standing and leaning forward on the railing, his gaze even more intense on me. "So, what's stopping you? You know, from... changing that?"

A blush crept to my cheeks at the implication. The warmth of his presence enveloped me, and I felt a familiar longing rising within. "Life is complicated, Coriolanus. It's not as easy as just flipping a switch." I uttered before standing closer to him. Both of us facing one another now. My heart still racing as fast as it did like when we were dumb kids.

He leaned closer, his eyes going from my eyes to my lips, the distance between us shrinking. "No, it's not. why flip a switch you know?" His eyes danced with mischief and the same longing I saw in my own eyes every time Id Envision him with me. "I could... help you with that, you know." He said, mere inches from my face.

My breath hitched at his words. "Help me with what?" I said, even though I know exactly what he's saying.

"Fixing your little... situation," he replied, his voice dropping to a low, sultry whisper in my ear. "If that's what you really want, y/n?"

I smiled, softly feelings his fingers dance with mine. "Why flip a switch, right?" I say.

Caught in that heated moment, I couldn't suppress the thrill that surged through me. There was something intoxicating about his proposition. As if sensing the crackle of tension in the air, Coriolanus closed the gap between us, his face so close I could feel his breath. "What do you say, huh? Like old times?" he said pushing a piece of hair behind my ear, his breath brushed against my lips, sending sweet shivers down my spine.

There was a spark, a magnetic pull that rendered me unable to resist. I leaned in, our mouths crashing together in a deep kiss—one that tasted of my favorite tea and the years lost between us. It was all-consuming; the doubts around us faded until it was just me, him, and the feelings that never left.

His hands cradled my face gentle, deepening the kiss as I melted under his touch. I felt a hunger ignite, and I instinctively pressed my body against his, reveling in the feel of his warmth and strength. The kiss transformed from soft exploration to violent grabbing—our lips bruising, his large hands grabbing me tightly in dangerous territory, as we rediscovered each other.

"Are you sure?" Coriolanus murmured breathlessly, pulling away just enough to meet my gaze, searching for my consent.

My heart raced in response, caught in a whirlwind of emotions. "Yes," I whispered, a softness threading through my voice. That single word came out as a promise—a reckless abandon into our past, and that spark of youthful chaos I had thought we lost.

With newfound quickness, he pushed me against the railing. his scent filled around me, an endless mindset of possibilities filled my mind as he pressed me firmly against the iron bars. My heart thudded as his mouth crashed into mine again, more insistent this time. It was primal—a collision of need and desire that threatened to engulf us both.

His hands roamed my body as I lost myself in the rhythm of our intensity, one hand helping support what the railing couldn't, and he other lingering over my sensitive areas, his warm hands slowly going from my knee all the way up my thigh, his lips detaching so he could watch me twitch.

With one deft motion, he spun us around, His sudden stop of touch making me whine, but making up for it by pinning me against the balcony wall. The cool surface of the brick pressed against my back contrasted with the heat radiating from his body. Desperation coursed through me as his hands pulled my thigh up around his lower waist, opening my enterence up to tease me.

"let me have you right now" he breathed against my ear, finding the delicate skin below it with his lips, igniting a trail of fire across my neck.

"Here? Right now?" I gasped, my breath hitching again, the rush of adrenaline making everything feel intoxicating,

He pulled back slightly, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Why not? The night is ours—and frankly, I don't think either one of us can wait much longer."

With a flourish, he turned me around, pinning me hands on the wall, a sharp gasp leaving my mouth as I felt his erection press into my backside. I felt his warm hands again, this time pulling up the back of my dress slowly. I need him now.

"Stop teasing me. I want it now." I said eagerly.

"whatever you say y/n" He began to pull down my panties, gripping onto my waist. feeling the contours of my body, tracing the curve of my waist, sending little shocks of pleasure coursing through me. With a deft hand, he began to undo the buttons of his pants, his lost touch igniting every nerve.

I bit my lip, waiting for the largeness I remembered. "Ready for me baby?" he said kissing down my back, keeping me still. "Please." I pleaded still pinned to the bricked wall.

"Whatever you say." He said kissing my back one last time. Slowly he began to wet his fingers, slowly teasing my sensitive area, then one by one adding a finger. Each one making me moan and hold onto the wall however I could. A quick laugh escaping his lips as he began to move them in and out.

His touch now was nearly to much, I couldn't began to explain my excitement for his length. But I know he could sense it. "All prepared for me now." he said leaning against me, kissing my neck. I felt his erection tease my enterence.

as he kissed his way back to his position, I felt him push his tip slowly into me. I couldn't help but squirm in need. "Please, do it already." I exclaimed, before he quickly pushed himself into me. A sharp gasp left my lips, my hand immediately reaching for his. As he rested inside me for a minute, his breath in my ear, he pulled out with a sharp gasp from his mouth.

He put my hand back on the wall, moving my hair off my back to make room for more kisses as he pushed in and out of me, his hands remaining tangled in my locks as he moved at the pace he remembered I liked.

"God I've missed you." He said, breathe shaky, still pounding with harsh passion into me. "You have no idea." a deep moan escaped my lips, the sensation of him stretching me igniting pleasure that shot through my needy body. He pulled back only to thrust even deeper, each movement deliberate, each thrust drawing me closer to the edge.

"Tell me how it feels," he urged, his voice a velvet whisper that curled around my senses. "Let me hear you."

I gasped, the rhythm increasing, each thrust drawing me further in. "It feels even better then I remembered," I managed to breath out, pushing back against him, every fiber of my being craving him more and more.

"mhm," he replied, the dominance in his tone sending waves of heat through me. "You're so good for me"

In that moment, I felt his hands tighten around you, anchoring me to him as the intensity built. There was something primal in the way he moved, something so raw that it sent my thoughts spiraling, leaving nothing but the need to surrender entirely.

"Just like that—don't hold back," he commanded, his voice deep and demanding, urging you me embrace the wildness of my passion. I felt the pressure building, a tight coil of pleasure winding in my core, urging me to release.

As he reached that exquisite spot within me, waves of pleasure began to ripple through my body, stronger with each thrust. The world around me faded entirely as the sensation overtook me, electric shocks of bliss dancing along my spine.

I gasped, the past between us roaring to a fever pitch. With a final thrust, everything ignited within me, the intense waves crashing over me in an overwhelming rush. I was limp on the wall. still breathing heavy as he finished out his high. Feeling more sensitive then ever before.

Coriolanus's voice reached me, dark and familiar, wrapping around my senses. "I've never missed anything more" he urged, pushing me to the brink of something I couldn't control. And as the tide of it all consumed me, I surrendered to the bliss, to the acknowledgement that I stilled loved him. That he was all I was ever going to want. 

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Talk to me - part one

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Warning: (none) pure fluff.

Pairing: Finnick Odair x chubby reader

promt: You've always liked finnick odair, even before his reaping. while running into him while headed to the district market, you discover just how intense he makes you feel. (Multiple part story with a thick plot line.)

Finnick Odair, every girl in every districts boy crush, including mine.

My unfair advantage came with my look, I wasn't exactly what people would see as beautiful, quite the opposite of sex appeal. Though now it really is hard to be considered something appealing to the capital's eyes, or a handsome boy in our district. Finnick couldn't relate, he’s what every boy wants to look like and what every girl wants to get their hands on.

I had fallen victim of his charm.

I was a tough girl though, I never let boys get in the way. Then again, I’ve never ran into a situation where i needed to try and prevent this either.

I have never been chased by a boy, never desired. I'm not a capital jewel, or even a pretty district girl. Somehow even being short of food, my body seemed bigger than the average girl in my district, or any district. I have larger arms, wider hips, and my thighs weren't small by any means either, I never do feel ashamed of my body, It's not like i'll be showing it off to anyone.

"Y/n?" I heard my mother call, interrupting my thoughts. I'm sure she was just planning to send to into the town to sell off her pearls for something to put on the table. I was already lacing up my boots in preparation for the 3 miles of walking i'd have to do.

I walk down the hall and greet my tired mother with a small peck on the cheek. "On it." I say pushing through our faulty door and heading my usual direction into the town.

With each step I took through the forest on the patchy trial, Finnick was in my mind, Though he had won the hunger games for our district at only 14, he’s never failed to come back home from his capitol "duties", Were older now though, no longer teenagers, he has more freedom of where he calls home. I never knew finnick well enough to talk about him in depth, unless it was about his alluring looks anyways. In school he was typically pulling pranks on other students and teachers, but he never did get in trouble, It was probably his manners, he was always kind, despite being a little wild.

I remember being 12 years old, walking this same path home, only I had company, with this kind boy, finnick, no particular reason, he just happened to be talking my ear off the whole time, whether it was about fish he could catch, or how he liked the color of my hair. I enjoyed his presence, He only did walk with me a few more time after that, I wasn't too cooperative to the talking part, I never even told him my true name, "What's your name then?" he said, I smiled, and that was all. Then all of a sudden I was "Bugs".

I sure it was because of my beetle charm, but he never did specify why he had called me this.

By the time these thoughts had consumed my mind, I was a but over halfway there, passing my old school already, each step crushed with the sounds of leafs. It was chilly out, the wind was blowing my hair in my face, I was thankful for the scarf my mother made me wear on my way. The crunching of the leafs were soothing my ears. Until I began to hear the crunches follow behind me. Who was there? was I being followed? robbed? I came to a quick turn expecting to be frightened, but to my surprise, the blonde headed boy who was in my thoughts all this time was following behind me.

what was finnick doing here?

I headed a bit towards him, a friendly smile was on his face, or maybe a devious smirk, I really couldn't tell. "Hey there." he said taking steps closer to me, I was able to identify his smile, it was devious.

I almost didn't respond to him like I didn't all those years ago, but his greeting was to alluring to avoid. My heart nearly left my chest, "Hi" I said with a smile back. All I could manage to get out was that before I turned around keeping myself on my same path to my destination, still being slightly ahead of him.

I heard him speed up a bit to walk beside me, his tall and broad frame next to me was enough to understand why so many girls wanted him. Handsome is all I can say. "Headed to town?" he said turning his body to mine, still keeping the same pace as before. a smile on his face as he looked at me. "Yes, trading pearls for my mother." I said holding out the pretty pearl in my hand for him to see. It was strange having finnick odair, capitals charmer walking with me into the town, but then again, we've called the same place home for years, it's not like he's lost or anything.

"Pretty pearls you got their Bug." he said with a slight giggling placing the pearl back into my hand, I stopped in my tracks realizing he had recognized me. Why did he recognize me? Some random girl that ignored him on his way home from school? It wasn't adding up and I tried to piece it together shooting him a puzzled look. "You remember me?" I said with a near stutter in my voice, furrowing my brows a bit more as he shared a chuckle out loud, his smile lines complimenting his oddly white teeth.

"Hmm" he said turning to walk again, "How could I forget that pretty hair." he said with another laugh, It was almost sarcastic. even if he was being sarcastic, at least he remembered me, because he's been stuck in my mind since I first formed my crush on him at only 12. I turn and continue to walk with him, a few moments of silence and crunching leafs consume my ears. I was waiting for him to talk to me again, or think of something I could say to him, but it was just quite, aside from his little whistle he kept repeating.

"I'm going to donate my fish to the market today, join me?" he said as we took our last few steps into the town, It was a relief he had invited me, though I had things to do, I'm sure a few more minutes in the towns wouldn't uphold my mother's dinner plan to much. besides, what harm could a nice even with Finnick do?

I can't help but smile a bit, bringing his face to look at mine. "Why not." I say following him further. Surely a few more minutes with him wouldn't delay my mother's dinner plans to terribly.

We make our final approaching steps reaching an old ladies market, she typically trade shiny goods for meats, but Finnick wasn't trading, just offering. "Here you are lilith." he said placing what seemed to be a small bag of trouts in front of the old lady, her hands were shaking as she pulled out a shiny locket from her pocket. I had recognized this jewel, She's always had it on displayed, offered to me for food a few times, I was never able to take no matter how pretty I thought it was. I looked back at finnick, a smile on his face as he shook his head at the old woman, for a second I forgot that finnick probably had endless supplies of these pretty lockets. "For free lilith, Keep it." he said closing the locket in her hands, the woman shook her head back at him in response. "Take it dear, there's no harm." she said trying to hand it to him, my eyes were obviously glued to the pretty necklace, but I was distracted enough to see him actually take it from the woman though, I looked over at him, his eyes were darting back and forth from the necklace to my neck.

"Okay lilith, but only for the lady." He said kissing her hand and sharing a soft smile with her. I could feel the warmth of my face forming a pink color on my cheeks, I looked at him not only being so nice to this woman, but receiving me a necklace I've wanted for years. I smile at him as we leave the old women's booth.

"For you." he said holding the necklace up, dangling in front of my eyes, I drank in its golden beauty. "Thank you Finnick." I said gently grabbing it from him, my fingers tracing over the flower detail on the necklace capsule, it was almost shiney enough to see my reflection in it. He had his hands behind his back now, watching me admire it.

"Here, let me." he said taking the necklace back in his hand and walking behind me. I could feel my stomach form knots, tight ones, seeing him disappear behind me, I pulled my longish hair up in my hands, allowing his to go around my neck, gently picking up the other end of the necklace, his hand faintly touching the crook of my neck, It was enough to send shivers now my spine. I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck now, I wonder if he could see the goosebumps on my neck. the locket fell down over my scarf, It was beautiful. Finnick was back in front of me with a smile, hands on the base of the locket. "Pretty, isn't it?" he said looking back up at me.

I could tell the seconds of my delayed response nearly made it obvious how I was feeling, his lips being slightly parted and his eyes wide in expression made me want to kiss him. I've never wanted to kiss a boy this way before. I couldn't say anything, just stare. A cough came through his throat interrupting my thoughts. "Here." he said unraveling my scarf from my neck gently, my hair fell onto my shoulders, the necklace falling down decently low, resting right above my chest. "Very pretty." he said smiling quickly before turning away from my face walking towards the direction of another booth, me tagging along. Was he talking about the necklace alone? or the necklace on me? was all that was running through my mind. my scarf was still in his hands, him holding onto it for me. I was swooning, my eyes trying their best to not stare at him.

When we arrive at the booth, I pick up some bread to eat for dinner, the pearl didn't get too much, but this would still feed us. We walk toward the path we took to get here, not saying anything since his compliment to the necklace he got me. I start to walk down the path and notice hes standing still not trying to follow.

"This is where I'm off." he said smiling down at me. A disappointment filled me, Even in silence, I liked spending time with him. "You aren't coming?" I said causing his smile to fade a bit. "Not today." he said slightly defeated. I smile at him, "Thank you." I said with another almost stutter in my voice. "I've always wanted this necklace, thank you finnick." I said, I wanted to give him a hug, something was drawing me to him, but I just sat there not being able to. "I'm glad you like it." he said, his soft laugh teasing at my heart again. We both smile at this, I know I looked like a love smitten fool at this point, like all those pretty district girl would look at him even if he were to just walk by.

"Bye now." I said turning away and walking down the path a few steps more.

"Bye!" he shouted a bit so I would hear him, the smile on my face growing bigger than it has all day, now that I was hidden from his frontal few, I had nothing to try and hide. The walk home was slow and boring, finnicks pretty smile and warm eyes on my mind all the way until I walked through my wooden door.

"You're back late" my mom said receiving the bread from my hands and putting it down on our dining table. The smile hadn't left my face just yet, leaving her to notice it. "What's that about?" she said with a soft grin, nuding my shoulder.

"Nothing important, just ran into an old friend." I said sitting down at the dining table with her, cutting the bread with the knife I had stored away in my jeans.

"Just a friend." I whispered, her eyes on my locket. "Your friend sure does like you if he happened to get you that expensive necklace, that thing could get us all kinds of bread and meat." She said pulling the necklace into her cold hands.

I stopped chewing to look at her again, "Well, this one's not for sale." I said pulling it from her hands, gently holding it in mine. "hm." left her lips, I could tell by the suspicion in her eye's that she might have figured out it wasn't someone I wanted to call a friend.

"We'll seen then." she said smiling while getting up from her chair. "You do need to go back tomorrow anyways." she said.

I didn't respond, only a sense of excitement filling my gut, maybe I would see him again.

Maybe I could truly thank him.

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Skinny dipping daydream

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Warning: MATURE CONTENT!! Major smut, skinny dipping, PinV activities, slight dirty talk, mild angst.

Paring: Coriolanus snow x reader smut

Prompt: you go swimming at your favorite swimming hole late at night, you end up finding a young boy you recognize from school, the night takes a turn you didn’t expect.

I had known Snow since we were kids. We grew up together in the same small town, the same district, where everyone knew everyone. But we never really hung out together, I could only see him mess around at school and gather garden supplies from our local market, I always admired him from afar. Other than that, we never even talked, until one summer day when we both found ourselves at the same lake, our towns popular swimming hole, it was always occupied, unless it was dark, which is when decide to sneak off there.

It was a late night and the cool water of the lake was calling to me.

As I followed down the path towards the lake, I couldn't help but feel butterflies in my stomach. I thought about snow all the way down. He is charming, always has a mischievous glint in his eye. I was excited to spend the night at the lake, but little did I know, things were about to take an unexpected turn.

As I reached the edge of the sparkling blue water, I noticed someone already sitting at the dock facing the water. It was him, the boy I thought about all the way here. Snow.

as I was slowly approaching pretending I didn't notice him sitting there, or pretend I didn't know who he was. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether I should say something or not. I had always been too shy to talk to anyone I liked, and the thought of striking up a conversation with snow, now made my heart race. But something inside me pushed me forward, and before I knew it, I was next to him on the dock.

'Hey,' I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Snow looked up, looking like I startled him, his eyes meeting mine, and a small smile formed on his lips. 'Hey,' he replied, his voice was warm and friendly.

I took a seat next to him on the dock, almost like taking a leap of faith. the cool wood beneath me sending a shiver up my spine. We sat in silence for a few moments, both of us gazing out at the peaceful lake. I couldn't help but steal glances at snow, admiring the way the moonlight danced over his features.

'Isn't it beautiful here?' snow finally spoke, breaking the comfortable silence between us.

I nodded, unable to find the right words to express how I felt. Being here with him made this place even more intriguing. His eyes were studying my face as I reacted to his recent words.

"You're y/n right?" he said turning a little bit making his dog tag move in the wind, immediately causing me to have to remove my eyes from his chest.

"Correct. We've had the same class since pre years." I said letting out a slight laugh. “hm” he said looking surprised he could remember I even existed. "What brings you here, mrs y/n?" "It is late." he said locking with my eyes again.

"I always come here at dark, It's what I consider fun." I said letting out a soft chuckle and softly kicking my feet around the cold water. the conversation lasted a while, dragging itself on.

As the night went on, I found myself talking about a lot of things to snow. I noticed hes listened intently, His eyes never leaving mine, making me feel seen and understood in a way.

Snow suddenly turned to me. 'How about we actually have a little fun today?' he said, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

My heart skipped a beat, wondering what kind of fun he had in mind. 'Sure, what do you have in mind?' I asked, trying to play it cool. But i was truly nervous. me and snow, alone, at dark. I truly was only a teenage girl, next to a attractive boy.

“Well,”Snow began, “i was thinking we could play a game of strip tease.”

My cheeks flushed with heat at the suggestion. I had always been a bit shy when it came to my body, but the thought of undressing in front of Snow sent a thrill through me, I didn't want him to not like what he saw, but he truly only saw this as an innocent game. I can't seem weak.

'Come on, it'll be fun.' Snow urged, sensing my hesitation.

With a deep breath, I nodded my head and agreed to his proposal. he walked me to a secluded spot on the shore and laid out what looked to be a towel, ready to begin our game. he's clearly done this before, I was clearly just another pawn in his game. But I couldn't resist the urges. the air was blowing my hair, I know he would have smelled my peachy shampoo. I couldn't help but steal glances at Snow as we both removed our clothes, the moon shining down enough to where I couldn't hide myself. He wasn't exactly waiting to get started. He came up close to me and gave me a fast kiss with his hands going from my neck gently to grasping my waist with desire.

"Shall I get us started?" he said in a joking manner, he made me laugh, which was his goal. As he reached for the back of my dress tie I ran off fastly with a laugh teasing him. He ran after me with a following laugh that echoed through the night time trees. "It is a strip and tease aint it?" I yelled as I nearly reached the water.

Before I could run anymore he came up on me and lifted me In a frenzied laugh we both shared. As he slowly put me down we had a remain smile, though my feet were now on the ground, he was still holding me. He placed his lips on mine, he tasted as I felt about him, this was a perfect distraction for him to pull the tie from the back of my dress, making it be nearly fully off of me, just barely resting on my shoulders for support. his eyes were glued to me.

I couldn't deny the chemistry between us. I felt a rush of adrenaline as I slowly revealed more of my body to Snow, his eyes never leaving my moonlite skin. His touch was electric as we moved closer and closer to each other, the game nearly forgotten as our bodies pressed together.

As we kissed under the dark moon, our bodies intertwined, I couldn't imagine a more perfect touch than his. Who would have thought that a simple game of strip tease would lead to such a passionate moment. I slowly lifted him shirt from his body, my dress falling behind. by this time, everything was off our bodies, admiring everything about him, he was admiring me with his hands, caressing everything on me.

His hands and feet were walking us into the water, my feet reaching the cold water, his hands caressing every spot of my body he could reach on me. Kissing him here and there as we made our way deeper. at this point we were swimming. I looked at him, admiring him. His hair was slicked back from the water, his body dripping in water, a smile looking back at me. I couldn't resist my urge to wrap my legs around him, despite being naked.

and the feeling of being so exposed on top of Snow was exhilarating.

As we treaded water, Snow finally pulled me in for a kiss. me on top of him, feeling him nearly go into me, our lips locked in a passionate embrace. The water was the perfect temperature, and the sounds of crickets singing for us only added to the moment. Feeling the weightlessness and the coolness of the water against our skin. It was a liberating and exhilarating experience,

We kissed for what felt like hours, our bodies pressed close together in the water. I could feel his hands exploring my body, tracing the curves of my back and hips, before he pulled away. "Can i?" he said looking me up and down. I knew what he was asking, I wasn't going to say no.

"Yes" I said removing from of the pressure my legs had on his back so he could out me where I he wanted. slowly his hands moved me to where he was finally inside.

The water was teasing our bodies as we he slowly moved me up and down, adding to the sensation of being completely immersed in each other. We started to move together in a slow, passionate rhythm, It was a feeling unlike anything I had ever experienced before. The coolness of the water mixed with the heat of our bodies, creating an electrifying sensation.

I had to press my head into his shoulder almost leaving a soft bite to try and contain the noise I wanted to make. "Can I keep going" he said with his hand holding me tightly so I didn't drift away seeing that my legs were shaking unstable.

"Please." I said in a shaky whisper in his ear.

this was what changed everything, he started moving much faster and using his hands harshly to keep me in place, the pleasure was uncontrollable, He was leaving out soft groans into my ear only spreading my chance of climax up. He was getting faster and Faster, making the water splash around us, I needed something stronger for support, the feeling sent me over, I reached for his back digging my nails into his broad back as I let my final moan out. I had reached my climax.

But he was still using my body, "Im almost there, Just a little longer okay?" he said In a heavy whisper almost out of breath. This feeling was indescribable, he moaned as his hands squeezed me the hardest they had all night let me know he was finished.

For the few minutes of soft kisses and catching our breaths, he broke our heaving breathing by saying "I barely even know you." "That was the greatest I've ever had Y/N."

my heart flutters before I kiss him one last time. "come back tomorrow?" I said ending our night.

[tearsonthemoons]

Kitchen dancing

Warnings: (none)

Prompt: Peeta’s been home alone all day, and struggling, to say the least. Once you get home to find him distressed, you try and comfort him in one of the few ways you know how.

Pairings: Peeta mellark x reader

As I walked up the path to our quaint cottage, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Peeta's had a rough day and been all alone ever since he was struggling this morning, I knew he needed me to come home. 

I quickened my pace, I was eager to be by his side and hopefully comfort him.

I approached my door, opening it, I heard soft sobs coming from our kitchen. My heart immediately broke, knowing that my usually strong and composed Peeta was in such emotional distress. I just want to hold onto him.

 I softly followed the sound, "Peeta?" I said, only to find him sitting at the kitchen table, his head buried in his hands. I couldn't see him but, I knew he was crying.

Quickly I rushed to his side and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him into my embrace, I tried to hold him gently, all while he was doing the opposite, He clung to me, his body shaking with tears. I waited patiently, waiting for him to say something.

Then, Finally, he lifted his head and looked at me with red, puffy eyes. My heart was aching for him. "I keep remembering." he choked out, his voice was stuttered.

My heart hurt, Peeta will forever be in recovery of his trauma from the capitol, and to know he was alone today only made me feel worse. thinking about how much he probably needed me today, made my heart hurt.

I didn't know what else to do, I could feel his tears soaking my shirt.

I suddenly remembered last night, when we were dancing in our kitchen, his laughter echoing through the kitchen when we did. Maybe I could make him feel better.

I suddenly took his hand in mine and led him to the center of our kitchen. "Dance with me?" I said, trying to distract him from his thoughts.

Peeta looked at me with surprise, as I put on our record from last night. As I jokingly swayed back in his direction, a small smile appeared on his face. I was relieved to see it. He wrapped his arms around my waist, snuggling his head down into the crook of my neck as I slowly rested my head on his, my arms wrapped around him as we swayed to the music playing in the background.

We danced in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying the comfort of each other's presence, I was humming the toon in his ear, hopefully the sound brought him a soft comfort. then, Peeta began to meet his eyes to mine. His red tear stained under eyes just stayed glued to mine for a moment as we swayed. He whispered, "I love you." before laying his head back into my shoulder. I used my hand to hold the back of his head gently. 

"I love you most." I said closing my eyes and enjoying him in my arms.

we would get through this together I thought to myself. I would do anything he needed.

we continued to dance, I could feel the tension in Peeta's body slowly melting away, His tears had stopped, he had started moving me at his pace now, giving me soft neck kisses and a few on my cheek as well.

 I knew that the simple act of dancing in our kitchen had helped to heal his wounded heart.

We danced until the music ended, then we just stood there, holding each other close, like a everlasting hug. No matter what day peeta had, he would always have me to hold onto.

"Are you tired?" I said sensing the tiredness from his body movements. "Can we lay together?" he said quietly, hands still wrapped around me. 

"Of course we can." As we headed to bed that night, I could see the relief in Peeta's eyes, I'm just happy to hold him now. I slipped under our cozy blanket, him following me, removing his shirt and pants for comfort. I could only admire him. I scooted closer to him, my hand was on his warm chest, my legs wrapped around his.

"Cozy?" he said putting his arms around my body, and caressing my hands with his other hand. "yes." I said closing my eyes, close to drifting off into deep sleep. 

the nights in our kitchen lingered in my mind, it can heal even the deepest wounds. And I was grateful to have Peeta by my side, dancing through life together.

[tearsonthemoons]

He sees right through me

Warnings: (none)

Prompts: Peeta mellark has been in love with you since you were kids, but you didn’t feel the same, and rejecting him only ended in you realizing you liked him all along, but it’s too late seeing that you’re at his wedding, not exchanging vows, but watching from the side.

Pairing: Peeta Mellark x reader

Ever since we were kids, Peeta had always been a constant presence in my life. He lived next door, me and him  were inseparable. I have fond memories of playing in the backyard, going on adventures in the woods, and sharing our dreams and secrets with each other.

But as we  grew older, things started to change. Though Peeta was still the same kind and caring boy i remembered, I  was different. I was more focused on your studies and your future, All while Peeta seemed content with just living in the moment, living as a young open minded man.

Despite our troubling differences, we remained friends, But there was always something different about Peeta. He would look at me with a longing in his eyes, and I couldn't understand why. Why did he have such a longing in his eyes. A longing for me. 

As the confusing time went on, it was our last year of school that Peeta finally confessed his feelings for me. It was a cold sunday evening and we were sitting on his bed, He told me that he had been in love with me since we were kids, and that he never stopped loving me.

I didn't feel the same way about him. 

But I didn't want to risk losing his friendship. there was nothing good in lying to Peeta. He was my person. I sat in front of him and I didn't lie to him, I couldn't lie to him.

As I stuttered the words on how I didn't feel the same,  His eyes deepened with pain, and his voice with a suttered tone told me, "I'm Sorry." 

An instant Regret filled my eyes, as the tears filled his. I wanted to take back what I said. And I couldn't. All I could do was reach for his hand in a hope that I could still hold him. He just left. Leaving me alone with my regret on his bed. 

time escaped me. And so did he.

Our last years of school approached, Peeta became more distant. He started spending more time with a girl named rose, the sewers daughter. The way he looked at her, the way they danced at parties, made me wish it were me.

I didn't want to admit it, I missed his constant presence in my life. I missed his Horrid jokes, his comforting hugs, and his unwavering Words. I wanted peeta in my life.

Before I could fully process my feelings, I rotted away in my cottage, rarely seeing Peeta. Never receiving my mail, running my earnes, or seeing him. Only thinking about how I missed him. 

It was raining and cold when I heard a sudden knock on my door, I rushed the door open to see who it was. Peeta.

"i tried to write you, y/n." he said looking at me with the comforting warmth in his eyes that i've longed for. I wondered if he could tell how I had been acting, if he could tell how bad I had looked from not taking care of myself. even if he could, he still looked at me the same way he has been for years. 

"I need to tell you something." he said losing the smile he was wearing when I first opened my door to greet him. What could he need? What made him travel his way just to tell me? his fading smile made me feel nervous. "what is it, Peeta?" I said stepping into the light rain, closing my door behind me.

"I'm engaged." he told me. 

he was getting married to the girl he had been seeing. the same girl he danced so gracefully with. I couldn't say anything, I couldn't move. Peeta isn't mine. The selfish feeling took over me, I just wanted to run away from him, never see his face again, never feel the pain and longing it brought me. 

But all I did was hug him. Even if it wasn't my place, it's all my body could do. I burrowed my head into his broad shoulder, trying to hold back my tears as I smelt his comforting smell take me over the edge.

His hand softly held my upper back, and his other resting on my lower back, he let out a soft laugh. This was the last time I'd get to hold onto him. 

I pulled away from him. "Rose?" i said, hoping to remember the beautiful girl's name right.

"Rose." he said looking into my eyes with what felt like a painful goodbye. 

 I was hurt, but I put on a brave face like I always tried to, and congratulated him. Deep down, I couldn't help but wonder what could have been if I had just kissed peeta on the cold sunday in his room. I know he'd be mine, he would have been dancing with me.

Time escaped me again, it always does when hes stuck on my mind, but  what could I do? the wedding was here. I didn't want to go, but I had to be there for Peeta. I woke my sorry self up, put a soft pink shadow on my eyelids, brushed my hair from it tangles, and put on my mothers old flower embedded dress. I went on my way through the cold woods.

As I was on my way, everything about him flooded my mind, his skin, his touch, his soft brown eyes, his gentle atmosphere, and the way he used to love me. 

I hummed the song we shared as young children, its all i had for comfort.

in fields of gold where young hearts run,

There's a tale to tell about little ones,

With rosy cheeks and laughter spun,

This is the story of our daughters and sons.

Singing with tearfilled eyes all the way there, remembering peeta and i's young voice singing through the woods together. 

Before I knew it, I saw the wedding in a slow approach. The wedding was beautiful, I couldn't help but admire how happy Peeta looked with his new wife. How handsome he looked in what looked like freshly made clothes, especially how he looked when he ran with a smile towards me. "You came." he said pulling me into a tight hug, but still as soft as the one before.

"Of course I did." I said being released from his arms and making a soft eye contact. My smile faded as I realized his did, he still had his hand around my waist. It felt so natural to me, I didn't even realize It was still there. 

He in an awkward frenzy removed his hand and let out a soft laugh. I gently smiled to take away the weird feeling of the moment. There was what felt like minutes betweens us before he said something. "You look young and beautiful." my heart could have leaped from my chest, even though this was what peeta would have said to anyone, being the kind soul he is, it felt more than that.

as the night went on, I kept finding myself drawn to Peeta. I caught myseld stealing glances at him, and every time he smiled, my heart felt missing. 

I tried to push My feelings aside all night, this only lead me to the wine that was left on the decorated tables, It was my only distraction from him, the only thing that could distract me.

Peeta was still a part of my life, my mind, and every time I saw him, My heart thought back to that sunday, those tears filled eyes, the moment I knew what I lost. I Should've kissed him. Thats all thats running through my mind. 

 I Should've kissed him.  I Should've kissed him.  I Should've kissed him. 

Peeta approaches me breaking me from this frantic mindstate, I nearly stumble over from the scares of seeing him. 

"Hey? the reception is starting, I've saved you first row." he said grabbing my hand to help me stay steady. Of course I had to see it all happen in front of me. My Peeta. devoting his life away to someone who isn't me. I couldn't take this any longer. The feeling inside me was eating me alive, I looked at him and his soft brown eyes and gentle smile and couldn't lie to him again, I couldn't live to regret not telling him what I feel again. 

"Y/n? did you hear me?" he said as a tear went down my face. This was it, I couldn't look at him again without looking at him as my lover. my life. The words shot out of me faster than I could process them.

"Peeta, I love you."

 I said it. I said it to him. tears went down my face thinking about the rejection I knew was coming. He let go of my hand, the smile left his face, his eyes looked the same way they did that sunday evening. "What?" he said with a stutter in his voice and a step back away from me. I know i've hurt him more at this point. What was I to do.

[SOFT PIANO]

the soft wedding piano starts to play. Peeta lets out a soft gulp. he turns to the walkway of flowers and back to me, he looks like he doesn't know what to say. All he does is walk away from me. As the music went on, I walked to the chair reserved for me, his family and her surrounded me. I Wanted to leave, leave off my feelings for him with what i've just told him. 

But there he was, standing there, in front of his soon to be wife. His brownish/blonde hair slicked back, his clothes dressed on him nicely, he looked like himself, he looked like the peeta I fell in love with. I sat here with my lip sealed and my heart broken and my head down. 

as the preacher says his words I look up to see him, he's not looking at her anymore. His eyes are on me, looking at me with that familiar longing, he swallowed his spit and furrowed his brows. there was a single tear down his cheek before he turned away from me. I know his love was still there. I was just too late. 

"Do you, Rose Greenleaf, take Peeta-" the preacher was stopped before rose broke the saddening silence.

What was she doing? her flowers fell to the ground as she walked over to peeta, in a faint whisper she says "We both know we don't want to do this." she kissed his cheek leaving him at the flowery arranged altar. What was this? Why is she leaving him? 

Before anything else is said, Peeta turned around.

"Im sorry. This arrangement isn't what's happening any longer." He said this with a firm voice, holding back his pain. Arrangement? My mind is going faster than before. What is going on? Didn't he love her? she was so beautiful, what I thought was his delicate dancer.

I look up to meet peeta's eyes, he's looking at me once again, this time more softly than before, like he was relieved to let me know. Everyone's no longer here, it was a small party, but me and peeta only remained. 

I stood up to meet him where he was. 

"Peeta?" I said taking one last step to reach him. 

"I tried to write you." he said this grabbing me with his warm hands. His embrace confused me. He was holding me? "Write me what peeta?" I said looking into his eyes waiting for a response. 

"We only did it for the money. It was arranged, and I was waiting for you, waiting for you to tell me to come to you. I needed to hear you say it." He said, Pushing a strand of my hair behind my ear with tears running down his crimson cheeks. 

I didn't say anything, Peeta. My Peeta. He was waiting for me. My love, It was all his and he knew. I put my hands to his face and pulled him into a long awaited kiss. His lips were soft and tasted like home. The cold tears on his face mixed with mine as he pulled me in even closer. This was the moment I knew. The whole time he saw right through me. And nothing was keeping me from loving him now. 

He was mine now.

[tearsonthemoons]

Out of the woods

Prompt: you’ve been in love with Coriolanus since you were just kids, when you end up finding him deep in the woods wounded, your feelings can finally be shared.

Pairing: Coriolanus snow x reader

Warnings: (none)

It was a cold winter day, I've decided to go for a walk in the woods. The snow was falling gently from the sky, creating a peaceful atmosphere, helping calm my remaining troubles.

As I walked deeper into the forest, I noticed a trail of blood on the ground, I'm not too surprised seeing that my whole district is fighting for their lives right now. War wasn't yet over.

Curiosity got the best of me, even though it was smart, I followed the trail, wondering where it could lead.

a few minutes of walking, I began to think of my father, there was enough blood to be concerned for my own family. the trail led me to a clearing where I saw a boy lying on the ground, surrounded by snow-covered trees.

My heart raced as I approached him, I realized who it was and my heart nearly leaped from my chest.

I've known him since we were just kids. We grew up in the same area, went to the same woods to play, and spent almost every day together in the same woods just being kids.

as we got older, my feelings towards him changed. I started to see him in a different light, noticing his soft smile, his charming wit, and his gentle touch. I fell in love with him without even realizing it. Without being able to change my feelings.

Corio, on the other hand, was completely oblivious to my feelings. He was always so focused on his dreams of becoming something greater that he never noticed my longing glances or my deep crimson cheeks.

I couldn't blame him, he had the talent and determination to make his dreams a reality, without me as a distration. I was always there to support him, cheering him on from the sidelines and celebrating his choices with him.

But as we entered our teenage years, things started to change. He fought and trained everyday, leaving me behind. I tried to keep up, but I just didn't follow him long enough.

It was during this time that I realized how much I truly loved Corio. I missed our childhood days, when it was just the two of us against the world. I missed our inside jokes, our late-night talks, and our adventures in the snow.

I didn't ever have the courage to tell him how I felt. I was afraid of ruining our friendship, of losing him altogether. So I buried my feelings deep inside and pretending to not be jealous of everything he did without me as we grow older.

Years went by and Snow never left my mind. even though we drifted apart, I never stopped loving him. Everything rushed back, every feeling, every touch, every thought i've ever had about him over took me. I ran closer to him.

"Corio?!" I said in panic noticing the deep gashes on his arms and legs. He was shivering and barely conscious.

Without hesitation, I knelt down beside him. 'Are you okay?' I asked, trying to get a better look at his injuries. He wasn't moving much, just a faint cough here and there. I felt tears go down my cheeks, I hadn't seen him in months, and even the last time i saw him, I didn't know him like I felt I did before, and all we said was goodbye.

Corios eyes fluttered open, Barely moving on the ground. he weakly nodded. "y/n?, Is that you?" he managed to say before closing his eyes again.

I quickly took off my jacket and wrapped it around him seeing there was blood from his head.

"Oh god, what's happened to you?" I said gently lifting his head up from the tree he was leaning onto. My thoughts began to become selfish, Holding his head brought me back to all the times i've got to hug him, all the times he's comforted me in our past. I hadn't lost my love.

All while I was thinking like this, I was trying to keep him warm.

I took my scarf and carefully wrapped it around his wounds, trying to stop the bleeding. I gently tended to his injuries, I couldn't help but notice how he looked. even in his injured state. His hair was a snowy white, and his eyes were the color of the sky on a clear winter day. Just how i remembered him.

Once I was finished wrapping him up, I sat back and looked at him. He was still shivering, He looked so fragile. I took his hand in mine and rubbed it gently, trying to warm him up. he opened his eyes again and looked at me with a slight smile.

"Where have you been? I was coming back for you." he said, his voice was barely above a whisper.

Coming back? for me? I wanted to hear more explaining from him, but I couldn't be selfish and ask, I needed to know what happened.

I looked back at him. "What happened Corio?"

He hesitated for a moment before answering. "Something in the snow came up behind me, I can't tell you what it was, or who"

I couldn't help but let out a small tear. "i've got you covered up, Are you still cold?"

He very weakly sat up. His eyes were on mine, He has grown up, He looked older, more handsome since the last I saw him.

We sat in silence for a while Before his blood covered hand reached for my face, His hands were cold, and my heart was speeding up just by his slight touch.

I knew I had to get Snow to a hospital. But I wanted to stay with him this moment, I'd been waiting for what felt like 15 years. "Your hands are cold, Corio." It was all I could spit out. All I could think off.

"I'll warm you." He said while scooting his face closer to mine. I didn't understand why this was happening, but I didn't have enough care to ask. "May I?" he said, his soft pink lips are only inches away from me.

"but why?" I said trying to keep my eyes looking into his, instead of his lips.

Before I got any answer, his soft lips gently pecked mine. They were colder than his hands, but the warmth and comfort of his touch got me, it was all I ever wanted.

When we pulled away, I looked into his eyes, no words to share between us. He went back in, this time with more passion then before, not only could I feel his cold lips, But I could taste him, He tasted as he smelled, whiskey and comfort. The taste and feeling of him was exactly what I knew it would be, and I finally had him.

once I pulled away, He slowly removed his hand from my face and just stared at me with his piercing eyes. "Corio?" I said, trying to make sense of what's just happened.

"I came back for you." was all he said, with those words I knew, I wasn't alone in my love, he had come back for me, I was complete with him, He was finally mine.