Thread: Hope is the Only thing Stronger than Fear |||| Randomname and Horror_Show

Even with a busted lip and bruising eye, Koltons focus could not be broken. Scrapping with Haymitch served to prove his passionate love for Katniss yet again. The blonde boy refused to lay down and give up he would also refuse Katniss the same luxury. It would be rather easy to sulk the next week before entering the arena and accept the fate of dying. However, Kolton would not accept anything other than a burning fire in his core to fight for Katniss and keep her safe despite their lackluster circumstances. The Capitol and the arena would not change who Kolton was as a man, that was for damn sure. The Capitol had already taken so much from both of these tributes but Kolton repudiated The Capitol from taking their fight. Looking down into Katniss gray eyes, his own brown eyes continued growing darker. A mix of passion, love, lust, and even fear suffused within his orbs. Everything happening sent the young man on an emotional roller coaster ride. He had hardly any time to process his surroundings or understand what was happening. In the present moment, the only prevalent thought in his broken mind involved Katniss and the most primal instinct and need to feel alive. Funnily enough, he wanted to feel alive more than ever before once faced with death. Trying to rationalize the situation, Kolton realized they faced the possibility of expiring every single day back home but this was a completely different situation. Twenty-three of their fellow tributes would cease to exist in approximately one month from now. Time was of the essence. Roughly grabbing Katniss hands, Kolton crossed her wrists over each other. Taking the blue scarf, he started on the bottom of both of her wrists and pulled upwards on the ends of the scarf. Then, Kolton wrapped the ends of the scarf around Katniss wrists four times and completed each rotation with a taut pull on his upwards stroke. The pressure would be applied on the center of her wrists and restrain the brunette from escaping. Countless hours were spent by Kolton, studying the art of bondage and how he might go about tying someone up with a variety of items. Peering into his girlfriends eyes, Kolton licked his lips and felt an erection beginning to grow inside of his jeans. His knee was still in the center of her legs and he still straddled Katniss while grabbing the red scarf. Close your eyes. The voice was deep, gruff, and demanding. It was not a question, it was not a suggestion, it was him stating a fact and a command. After the girl complied, this scarf was wrapped around her closed orbs and pulled firmly around her head with a tight knot being tied to hold the blindfold still. Hopefully the deprivation of her senses would allow Katniss to enjoy this kind of sex even more. Without being able to move, talk, or see should heighten her tactile sense according to a few articles he found. Happy with her predicament so far, Kolton gripped the hem of his t-shirt and quickly discarded the material from his torso, tossing it onto the floor. His slender but toned abdomen was revealed and though Katniss could not see his body, she could feel his rippling muscles against her soft hands because Kolton immediately grabbed her bound hands and placed them against his abdomen. Kolton hoped she would finally release all of her emotions and only focus on him and this moment they shared together.