Thread: A Mockingjay Fettered (HeavenSundered & Randomname)

Katniss wasn't oblivious to that cocky, self-satisfied expression Troy's face as he watched her, but she didn't mind. He wore the look well, somehow, so if anything it only made her want to throw herself on to him again, though she couldn't really do that now with the threat of her mother dropping by at any moment. Doing it once had been risky enough in the first place. Totally worth it, but risky nonetheless. They helped each other retrieve their clothes that had been strewn about randomly during their hasty undressing, and then Katniss put her bra and dress back on before realizing that her panties were missing. Don't be a jerk! she exclaimed with mock annoyance that was given away by her giggling as she got up on the tips of her toes and even hopped in place slightly, trying to snatch her panties back unsuccessfully. Katniss couldn't actually recall the last time that she'd been able to just mess around, laugh and have fun like that, so she greatly enjoyed Troy's teasing, even though she pretended to pout when he proposed to trade her underwear back for a kiss. Of course, she soon relented and gave it to him, plunging her tongue deep into his mouth as she got up on her toes again and he leaned down to meet her. She cocked her head to the side and rolled her eyes when he dropped the panties on the floor instead of handing them over, knowing exactly what he wanted, so she gave it to him, keeping her legs straight as she slowly bent over at the waist. Katniss didn't actually put her panties back on, though, instead fetching a brush from her dresser and moving in front of the mirror to fix her hair after her mother had come by to let them know about dinner. She was about to open the door when Troy unexpectedly pinned her against the wall, his gruffly whispered words immediately causing her arousal to flare up again. A thin rivulet of Katniss' juices trailed down the inside of her thigh while he toyed with her again, his lips finding every sensitive spot along her neck and ear, making her wish that he would kiss her, but then he denied her by walking out of the room instead. It was a bit frustrating, but at the same time it was exciting, as it already had Katniss eagerly anticipating the next time. Following Troy into the bathroom, she slipped her panties into one of his pockets before washing her hands. Keep them you perv, she teased. When they got to the kitchen, Prim gave her older sister a bit of a curious look when Troy pulled her chair out for her, but the way that Katniss narrowed her eyes at her dissuaded the younger girl from asking any questions. Not wearing any underwear at the table made Katniss feel rather naughty and sexy, especially when Troy would purposely brush his leg against hers, but it was her mother that did most of the talking. Mainly just asking Troy about his childhood, his parents, his work, that sort of thing. Katniss was happy to just eat and listen. When they were done, Mrs. Everdeen volunteered to clear the table with Prim, leaving Katniss and Troy to their own devices. So, umm...do you want me to walk you home? Katniss asked him bashfully as they moved from the kitchen to the living room, her cheeks flushing with a rosy tint. Even though Troy clearly wasn't in too much pain to walk or anything, judging from the fucking that he'd just given her, she still didn't like the idea of him making his way home by himself, just in case. As far as she was concerned, Troy was hers now just as much as she was his, and that meant that her instinct was to keep him safe, just she'd done with her mother and sister for years.