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Lucy Gray paced back and forth under the big oak tree. She thought he'd be here by now. He'd received her note, Sejanus had delivered it himself.
She looked up at the sky, the stars were shining brightly, the earlier rain having given way to clear skies. We’re written in the stars she’d said.
She heard a slight rustle, which grew into a steady pace; someone was walking towards her meadow. She peaked out, yes, it was him. She took a moment to look him over; he really was a handsome boy, and he would grow into a powerful man, of that Lucy Gray was sure.
From the first moment she had met Coriolanus Snow, she had been drawn to the aura of power that surrounded him. He had a lineage of greatness that couldn't be bought.
The fact that his family had fallen on hard times, the fact that he was now merely a grunt peacekeeper in 12, did not deter her. She knew he would climb to the very top. If she planned properly now, she’d be guaranteed a place at his side.
As Coriolanus rounded the tree, his eyes wide and searching, Lucy Gray jumped out from where she was hiding “Boo!” she shouted, and was rewarded when he startled and tripped over backwards. She couldn't help herself and burst out laughing. He sat on the ground for a moment, looking indignant. All at once he stood up, brushing himself off, a slight smile playing on his lips.
“I like the sound of your laughter, Lucy Gray” he said almost shyly, “Although i would prefer it wasn’t directed at me.”
This unexpected softness was what always threw Lucy Gray off about Coriolanus. He was so controlled, so disciplined, usually. But then moments of tenderness, moments of passion, moments of vulnerability would break through. In those moments, she thought she might love him.
She found a pleased smile upon her own face. “I’m sorry, Coryo, I just couldn't help it.” She laughs again, remembering his expression.
Coriolanus just shook his head slightly, indulging her. Then he stepped closer, and she couldn't help but notice how his uniform was a little too snug, his muscles straining against the sleeves.
He noticed her gaze, “Ahh, yes, this uniform is a bit small now. We got them back in the Capitol and well, they put us through rigorous training” He’s blushing, how adorable she notices.
“Well Gorgeous, I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable,” she grins, and her hands come up to unbutton his shirt. She hears his breath catch, and she inwardly smirks. To someone like Lucy Gray, it's plainly obvious how inexperienced Coriolanus is. The touch of her hand to his is enough to get him heated, and her kisses had him practically salivating.
This is going to be fun, she thinks.
She finishes the buttons and then slowly pulls off his shirt, her fingertips trailing over his shoulders as she does. Damn, she can't stop the way her eyes linger, he really has grown up since he became a Peacekeeper. She looks forward to her evening all the more.
“Why did you ask me to meet you here, Lucy Gray?” Coriolanus seems to be emboldened now, reaching out to place his hands on her waist. His big hands Lucy Gray's thoughts are betraying her now.
“Why do you think, darlin’?” she asks him, her arms moving easily to circle his neck, drawing him close.
He doesn't need any more of an invitation, but wraps his arms around her as he leans down to capture her lips in a kiss.
Coriolanus is hesitant at first, his lips moving softly, with far too much thought behind it. Lucy Gray slips her tongue into his mouth, eliciting a gasp from him. She's patient, as his tongue chases hers, stroking and a little bit too frantic. She pulls back, surreptitiously wiping the saliva off her mouth.
He's looking down at her, his eyes dark with desire.
“Come with me” Lucy Gray says, taking his hand.
She leads him around to the other side of the oak, where a blanket is laid on the ground. “Let's get more comfortable, shall we?” she tempts, and starts untying the top of her blouse.
Coriolanus reaches out a hand to stop her “What…what are you doing…what do you mean?” he’s stammering, his face bright red, and Lucy Gray is charmed.
“Don't you want to…?’ she gestures to the blanket.
“YES, I mean yes, I just, um...”
Coriolanus looks down at his shoes. “I don't want you to feel like you have to give yourself to me. Um, I don't want you to feel pressured...just because I saved you in the Games.”
Lucy Gray is genuinely surprised by his...restraint. The men in this district certainly never asked her permission. She pauses, wondering who taught him to be a gentleman. Ah, she'd be willing to bet it was Tigris.
“Coryo, look at me,” she waits for him to raise his head, “I want to be yours, in every way.” She brings her hands up to his chest, trailing them down slowly.
“I haven't had sex before” Coryo blurts out, and Lucy Gray has to bite her lip to keep the laughter that bubbles up from escaping. That's obvious her thoughts keep up a running commentary.
She schools her expression into one of gentle understanding. “Don't worry Gorgeous, you'll know what to do.” She brings his hands up to unlace her shirt, and she's gratified that they are trembling.
She pulls the sleeves over her arms, and then she stands there, bathed in the soft moonlight. His eyes are wide, staring at her, and once again she has to choke down the laugh that threatens to escape.
“Well don't just stare, sweetheart” she croons. “Touch me”
And all at once he's there, his big hands grabbing her breasts, squeezing too hard, his thumb brushing across her nipple.
Lucy Gray brings a hand up to grab his hair, and gently pulls his face back to hers, kissing him passionately as his hands explore her body.
She moves his head down to her neck, encouraging him, and enjoys the soft kisses he gives. She pulls his head closer, wanting a bit more, and is shocked when Coriolanus BITES her hard, right at the juncture of her neck and collarbone.
What in Panem is wrong with this Capitol boy
She bites back a scream, pretending it was a moan, and quickly brings his mouth back up to hers.
Lucy Gray tastes her own blood on his tongue. Damn that hurt
She pulls back to kiss his neck, her tongue swirling down, tasting the sweat on his skin. She gives him a soft bite, not breaking the skin, hoping he’ll follow her lead next time.
She leads him to the blanket, and her hands find his waistband, reaching down to unbutton, then getting on her knees to pull his pants off. His eyes go dark at the sight of her before him, and she can't stop the smirk that appears. Not so fast darlin’, that's not what I need from you tonight.
Lucy Gray pulls Coriolanus down to her, having him sit on the blanket, and she straddles him. He's not hesitating now, as he undoes her skirt, his hands lingering. She rises up as she grabs his hardness, positioning him. He gasps, and she stares into his eyes as she lowers herself onto him slowly, until he's completely inside her.
His breaths are just harsh pants now, and she can tell he's overwhelmed by the sensations. “Lucy Gray, you feel so damn good.”
His hands are on her thighs, almost like he's holding her still, not able to handle more right now. She puts her hands on his face, pulling him in for a soft kiss, as she starts to move.
Coriolanus moans into her mouth, as she rises up and comes down hard. He grabs her hips and thrusts when she comes down a second time, the feeling eliciting a moan from her.
And so they find their rhythm; his hands spanning her waist, giving her support as she rides him, plunging into her as she comes down.
She pushes against his chest, and he lies flat on his back. She leans forward, using his shoulders for leverage. She moves on him, fast and rough, taking him even deeper at this new angle. Breathy little moans come from her lips, even as her mind questions how he's lasted this long.
Lucy Gray looks down at Coriolanus and his whole body is tense with the effort of holding back. But she doesn't want him to hold back. She wants his seed inside her.
“I'm close,” she gasps, “Come with me.”
Coriolanus bites his lip, “I…I can't come inside you, can I?” he wavers.
She smirks, having him right where she wants him. “Come inside me, Coryo, it's alright,” she tells him. She moves her hips, leaning forward to kiss him hard, stopping any further questions. She feels him start to come, feels his hot release inside of her. She comes with him, her body taking the pleasure he gives.
She lays on top of him after, neither of them wanting to move. She's surprised by how much she enjoyed having him, how easy it is to play the role she decided on.
His face is full of tenderness, and she can tell he's ready to declare his undying love and devotion. Love? It's nothing compared to trust, and she's not sure she can trust Coriolanus Snow.
But there is something she's absolutely sure of. Something she knows would keep him at her side. And even now, her plan may be coming together. She nestles on his chest, feeling his arms holding her close.
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