Just happy that my finfic reached 100 kudos :) a new moodboard to celebrate! Thanks everyone!
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synopsis (+18):
It tastes like mint toothpaste, my toothpaste. His kiss is pleasantly warm, just what I needed. Peeta slowly lies down on the bed as my kiss makes him surrender. He wants this as much as I do. I know that. My legs wrap around him, and he realizes he's fallen into my trap. “Katniss...” His lips touch mine as he speaks. I feel the heat of his breath. I've been so weak lately. This alone is capable of taking my reason away —not that I had much at this time in the morning. For me, he would miss that train. “I won't last another week without you," I say.



















