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    “Let me get this straight,” Santos says, flat and disbelieving. “No one you’ve fucked has ever made you come?”

    Samira glares at her, flushed with embarrassment. “Say it a little louder, why don’t you? The people upstairs might not have heard.”

    "Samira,” Santos says, shaking her head. “This is a crime that should earn your exes fifty to life with no parole. Getting you off would be a fucking privilege.” A beat, and then: “Shit, if you ever want a hand with that, you could just ask me.”

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    Lottie’s lips brush over her palm again, slow, pressing her teeth softly against the skin near the tiny cut. The sensation sends a jolt through Natalie’s entire body, her stomach twisting at the strange, unbearable intimacy of it.

    “Don’t bite it.” Her pulse pounds so loud in her ears she can barely hear her own voice as she mutters, low and warning.

    Lottie exhales, lips still grazing her skin. “I want to.”

    Natalie almost jerks her hand away this time. Almost. But she doesn’t—because Lottie’s looking at her like she’s starving, like she needs her, and maybe there’s something deep, deep inside Natalie that likes that. That likes the way Lottie clings to her like this, like she’s something holy, something worth consuming.

    “Lottie, don’t.” She grits her teeth, voice sharp.

    Lottie tilts her head, her thumbs stroking over the back of Natalie’s hand, soothing, coaxing. There’s something almost reverent in the way she holds her, but beneath it—hunger.

    Not just hunger. Desperation.

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    After Ben's trial, Natalie grapples with the brutal reality of survival while becoming increasingly entwined with Lottie in ways she never expected.

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    “Why do you even care?” Jackie emphasized.

    “Because we’re a fucking team, Jackie. We need to remember that or this- this is all gonna go to shit, I can see it.” Nat tilted her head, her gaze intense and inescapable. “You may not be my favorite person-”

    “Gee, thanks,” Jackie mumbled.

    “Shut up,” Nat said sharply, her voice becoming a tense whisper. “Can you just listen? You’re one of the few people who still seem to have their head screwed on. You’re not checking out and leaving me alone with the mob that got high and tried to sacrifice Travis to the trees or whatever the fuck that was, okay? The team needs you, Cap.”

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    Jackie chooses to live. The game changes.

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    || Inspired by The Hunger Games ||

    It’s been five years since Shauna volunteered for Jackie at the Reaping and won the 45th Hunger Games.

    Now, at the second annual Quarter Quell, everyone who has been previously reaped is eligible to be thrown back into the arena. That includes former best friends Lottie and Natalie, and former lovers Van and Taissa.

    (Catching Fire / Mocking Jay AU)

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    “Sure, I'll do it,” Nat agrees. Against her better judgement, maybe, but fuck it—she’s never been one for smart decisions, and she won't start now. “I'll be your arm candy, rage bait, whatever. Just don’t go falling in love with me or anything.”

    The corner of Lottie’s mouth curls upwards, showing her crooked tooth. “I’ll do my best.”

    She holds out her right hand, waiting. Nat reaches out and takes it, and there: an agreement reached by words, bound by skin. Down the hall, across sun-drenched tiling, the shadows of tree branches stretch out like antlers below them.

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