Coming Back To Me (Everlark Fanfiction.)

Chapter 29

Katniss POV

2 months later.

"Katniss..," A voice says, barely above a whisper. "Katniss."

"Pe-peeta? Peeta!" I call.

"Katniss..Katniss."

Peeta comes into view. He looks..strange. His hair is combed and nice, not a single hair out of place. He wears a white suit. Completely white. Completely. Peeta looks..angelic. I can't seem to take my eyes off of him.

"Katniss," He smiles.

Why..why is he just standing there!?

I wrap my arms around my self, screaming, screaming, non stop. Peeta watches me. Smiling. Teasing me.

I look into his eyes.

"Katniss," He says in a playful tone, "Kaattniisssss."

I run to him, as fast I can, tears spilling from my grey seam eyes.

Peeta laughs when I reach him. He's in a glass box.

"Somebody fuck me," I whisper to myself.

"Gladly. If you..open the box," Peeta whispers seductively.

"Well..I-I," I stutter, staring into his dark, dark blue eyes. Wait, dark? I shake it off. His eyes are normal. There's nothing to worry about.

Peeta walks up, placing his hands on the box. He licks his lips.

"Come on Kat, I know you want me. Just open the box and the night will be ours for the taking. What do you say?"

His eyes stare daggers into my heart.

"H-How do I..?" I ask.

"Will this help at all?" Peeta asks, beginning to strip of his clothes.

He gets his shirt off, but stops before he unbuttons his pants.

"Katniss..," He teases, "Open the box. Please."

I stare at his chest.

"Umm.."

This is so strange. P-Peeta never a-acts like..like t-t-this. I never noticed how..sexy Peeta is..

I lick my lips as I stare at his shirtless body.

"Katniss," Peeta whispers, making me look to his face.

This is when I lose control. I run, full speed ahead, at the box, not thinking of the outcome.

As if water, the invisible box dissolves into thin air. I land in Peeta's outstretched arms. He pulls away from me.

"You opened the box. I knew you could." He brushes his hand down my cheek, smirking.

Then, in one swift motion, I grab a Peeta and pull him into a passionate kiss. Our tongues swirl each others mouths. I moan in pleasure as Peeta rubs circles on my back.

Peeta pulls away, smiling. He then, slams me against the wall. My scream gets cut off by his mouth on mine. He puts his hands on my waist and pulls me closer to him. My finger go to his curly blonde locks, playing with them while we kiss.

I pull away and Peeta strips me of my clothes, leaving me in just a bra and panties. Peeta pulls down his pants. He's only in his boxers. I smile at him, a smile filled with love, hope, and desire.

Peeta puts his hands on my shoulders and plants little kisses along my jawline. I tug at his soft hair gently and close my eyes.

Minutes later Peeta pulls away from my neck-after sucking for a while, there'll surely be a hickey-staring a me with a strange intensity.

"Peeta-"