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The best RP of my life.

• You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
• You and the stranger both like peeta, peeta mellark, finnick, and finnick odair.
• You: hi
• Stranger: Hello there.
• You: slash rp?
• Stranger: oooo never have but im down
• Stranger: who you wanna be
• You: I don't mind. Peeta?
• Stranger: Sure! I'm better at Finnick i think anyway
• You: Sweet :3
• You: you wanna start?
• Stranger: Suresies! what did you want it to be?
• You: What do you mean?
• Stranger: like about
• Stranger: well not about
• Stranger: nevermind
• Stranger: lol
• You: you just start it and I'll roll with it :)
• Stranger: -walks into the room slowly and smiles, shirt off and just in his boxers, leering at Peeta on the bed and bites his lip- I seriously can't believe Snow sold you to me. -chuckles- We don't have to do anything if you don't want, I just bought you so you'd be safe and not getting fucked by some creep. Can you believe they sell off victors like this? It's such bullshit.
• You: *Peeta blushed and nodded, playing with the hem of his own shirt. He'd seen Finnick in less, why was it bothering him so much now?* Yeah, it's crap. But thank you. For saving me. *he offered a sweet, thankful smile*
• Stranger: Finnick sighed and walked over to him, slinging his arm around him, chuckling when he saw the blush on his cheeks. "You're cute when you're blushing," he whispered softly, running his hand up and down the younger boy's back. "You're welcome, Peeta. Anytime," he said, offering a bright dashing smile. "Do you want to just hang out or... Because it's your call. Seriously," he spoke gently, giving him soft eyes to try to calm the boy down.
• You: His blush deepened as he turned his head. Why did he have to be so comforting and amazing? He wanted to ask for everything but he didn't want to sound desperate. He also felt in debt to Finnick. He'd saved him. He sighed and pulled his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around them and laying his head on top. Why was he so pathetic?
• Stranger: Finnick saw the desire in his eyes and chuckled. He was so eager to please. It made his heart flutter suddenly and he wanted to ignore it but he couldn't. Brushing his nose against Peeta's cheek, he smiled against his ear. "Don't be so nervous..." he whispered, moving a hand up his leg. "Have you ever done this before Peeta?"
• Stranger: (uGH i have to go for like a half hour i'll bbs)
• You: (Ok :)) Peeta gasped at the feelings of Finnick's fingers on his leg. He shook his head. "N-no." he swallowed and bit his lip, looking into his sea green eyes. He felt himself relax. Finnick had this way of calming his nerves with his presence alone.
• Stranger: (hiiiii back okay replying)
• You: (ok :3)
• Stranger: "You can trust me, you know," he murmured against his ear, his hot breath ghosting on his skin as his lips brushed lower and onto his neck, leaving a small peck right at his pulse point. "But are you sure you want me to take this?..." The older boy stilled his hand on Peeta's thigh, pushing his shorts up and grazing his fingers against his zipper.
• You: Peeta released his breath shakily. "Yes." He relaxed his arms and leaned his head to the side. He pressed himself closer to the hand in his lap. He trusted Finnick. Completely and utterly
• Stranger: Finnick smirked against his neck and pulled back, getting up and motioning him to scoot farther onto the bed. "So eager," he mumbled, voice husky as he watched Peeta's hips move closer to the hand that he now had pulled away.
• You: Peeta blushed again. He was that transparent? He shuffled closer to Finnick, stretching out his legs as he did so. He let out a shaky breath as he looked at Finnick again, admiring his handsome face and amazing body
• Stranger: He could feel Peeta's eyes on him, and while he knew he was attractive, still the adoring look on the soft boy's features made him suddenly feel.. nervous. His heart accelerated and he cleared his throat, crawling on top of him, now looming over the smaller boy. "I'll be careful, I promise.." he whispered, leaning down slowly, hesitantly, and brushing his lips against the other male's chapped pink ones.
• You: Peeta drew in a shaky breath as Finnick's lips brushed his own. He let his eyes drift closed as he pressed his mouth more firmly against the lips of the adonis above him. He raised a hand hesitantly to stroke Finnick's abs
• Stranger: Finnick couldn't help but gasp at the feeling of his fingers against his skin. The boy had a way of tearing his heart open, so soft and pure and innocent. Deepening the kiss, he returned the pressure against his lips and slowly let his legs slide in between Peeta, pressing closer against the gentle boy underneath him.
• You: Peeta sighed happily as the contact between them grew. Being with Finnick, it felt so right. He loved it. He hesitantly wrapped his arm around Finnick's waist, the other sliding into his bronze hair, stroking the soft locks
• Stranger: Now Finnick did blush, smirking shyly at the simple contact. "N-No one ever touches me like this anymore... The little touches... I like them.." he stammered, tugging on Peeta's shirt, asking if more contact was okay. He wanted this to be slow and good for Peeta. Not like Finnick's first time. Not at all like that.
• You: Peeta gave him a soft smile then pushed himself up on his elbows, to allow Finnick to remove his shirt. He felt proud of himself for making the all mighty sex god Finnick Odair blush. After his shirt was discarded, he cupped Finnick's face in his hands and kissed him again
• Stranger: Finnick slipped off Peeta's shirt and let his eyes rake over his muscular, yet still young body. Every inch was fair and looked creamy, just begging to be marked up by his tongue and teeth. But before long, he was being pulled into a more confident kiss, his own him rolling into Peeta's. At the feel of Peeta's bare chest against his, he couldn't help but groan and let his tongue delve into Peeta's sweet tasting mouth.
• You: Peeta moaned softly at the taste of Finnick. He closed his lips around his tongue, sucking on it gently, his teeth nibbling. His hand slid back into Finnick's hair, loving the feeling of the soft strands between his fingers.
• Stranger: The sound of Peeta's moan sent shivers down south, felling himself swell against the boy's leg. The way he used his mouth though drove him crazy, hand sliding up Peeta's side and his own hips jerking forward in response. The carefulness of his fingers in his hair made him smile slowly, brushing his nose with Peeta's without thinking.
• You: Peeta gasped as Finnick thrust against him. It sent sparks of pleasure through his body. He moaned softly. "Finnick...please"
• Stranger: Nodding, he pulled back and gently kissed down Peeta's chest, reaching his waistband. "Patience, my sweet," he said in his sultry voice as his hand palmed Peeta slowly through his shorts. Zipping them down and unbuttoning the button, Finnick gently tugged the shorts and boxers off in one go. A wide smirk appeared on his lips, his wavy hair falling in his eyes as he took in how hard Peeta really was for him.
• You: Peeta's head fell back against the pillow. He felt so...exposed. He shivered as Finnick's eyes devoured him. He wanted to cover up. He was insecure about his body. He started squriming against the sheets.
• You: Finnick had surely seen far better. He'd probably laugh at him and kick him out.
• Stranger: Blowing softly on Peeta's erect member, he looked up at the shy boy and smiled warmly. "You're beautiful. I.. I can't even.. Explain how gorgeous you are.." Finn said, voice shaky as he let his thumb trace circles on Peeta's thigh. The elegant and older man leaned in close and as he peeked up at Peeta, he dragged his tongue from the base up slowly, never removing eye contact.
• You: Peeta blushed deeply at Finnick's sweet words then moaned softly as he watched him lick him. "Th-thank you." He bit down on his lip as he kept his eyes on Finnick, loving the amazing site. He gripped the sheets under him tightly.
• You: *sight
• You: How had he gotten so lucky? To have Finnick Odair touching him like this.
• Stranger: "I have a confession," he whispered, kissing the skin of Peeta's burning erection. "I.. I've wanted this... F-For a while now.. With you. I just thought that with Katniss.. It was... I don't know," he mustered out, gulping and feeling the heat rise to his cheeks as he began to slowly but surely stroke Peeta's length, lips still pressed to it.
• You: Peeta smiled at him softly. "I'm here now, aren't I?" He stroked his fingers over Finnick's cheek gently, lovingly, despite the pleasure coursing through him.
• Stranger: Finnick smiled shyly and nodded, brushing away the butterflies in his stomach and focusing on the task, quite literally, at hand. Pulling away, he discarded himself of his own boxers slowly, getting up and letting them fall to the ground, only to crawl back up onto Peeta. He couldn't help himself and he brushed his length against Peeta's slowly, groaning at the friction he was creating.
• You: Peeta gasped and bit his lip, tightening his hold on the bed sheets. Finnick was driving him wild. He pulled Finnick back down for a passionate kiss
• Stranger: Kissing back just as hard, he groaned and pressed himself even closer to the willing body under him. Soon enough he was kissing down his neck again, trying to find that soft spot. When he finally did, he began sucking and licking on the soft malleable skin, fingers dancing over the muscles of his torso. "Can you reach for the c-condom and lube in the drawer?" he mumbled, looking up at Peeta with hazy eyes.
• You: Peeta gasped and mewled under Finnick's minstrations. He slid a hand back into Finnick's hair as the other fumbled with the drawer, searching around for the requested items
• Stranger: "Good boy," he praised, taking the object from him and sitting up. Smiling down at him, eyes full of adoration, he slipped the condom on slowly. Biting his lip, he situated himself and opened the bottle of lube, pouring it onto his fingers. Recapping it, he tossed it to the ground and spread his legs slowly.
• You: Peeta swallowed and tried to control his breathing. Here goes. His first time with anyone. He was glas it was with someone as amazing as Finnick. He smiled at the bronze-haired beauty and nodded
• You: *glad
• Stranger: Prepping him slowly, Finnick let a finger sink in slowly into his tight heat, making sure to be very careful about it. "T-Tell me if I'm hurting you okay?" he whispered, kissing his knee as he slowly let another finger slide in.
• You: He squeezed his eyes shut and panted softly as he tried to relax, trying to ease the slow burn rippling through him. "K-keep going."
• Stranger: Finnick bit his lip and pumped his fingers slowly, letting him get used to the intrusion. "Feel good?" he asked, his other hand stroking his own cock in anticipation.
• You: He nodded quickly. "S-so good." His chest rose and fell with each shuddering breath. Pleasure began to course through him, mingled with the rapidly desipating pain. He rocked back gently against Finnick hand. "More."
• Stranger: Pulling his fingers out gently, leaned down and kissed him slowly, lining his cock up with his entrance. Bracing himself, he kept his eyes locked with Peeta's as he carefully pressed into him only half way. "I d-don't wanna hurt you," he mumbled against his lips.
• You: Peeta whimpered loudly as he wrapped his arms around Finnick's back, clawing at his shoulders. "I-i'm ok. Keep going." He tried to regulate his breathing and relax. Relaxing made it hurt less. He took in a shaky breath and released it slowly.
• Stranger: Groaning and resting his head on Peeta's shoulder, it took him everything not just fuck him ruthlessly into the matress. Taking it inch by inch as he pressed his hips into him further, he nipped at Peeta's neck, smelling a distinct tangy smell of cinnamon that was making his head dizzy with lust for this boy. "You feel so good," he let out, dragging out slowly and slowly pushing back in, letting him adjust to the intrusion.
• You: Peeta mewled softly as Finnick filled him. He felt right. Good. Complete. "So do you." He clenched teasingly around Finnick as he pushed back in, hissing in pleasure as it shot through his veins. He turned his head to look at Finnick, eyes dark with lust, as he pressed his lips to the victor's
• Stranger: Breathing heavily into Peeta's mouth, he moaned as Peeta taunted him, wondering where the hell he learned that. Fuck he was so fucking tight. "Goddammit, kid," he gruffed, gripping the sheets under him and balling them into his fists. He'd never wanted someone this bad. Needed to be this close to someone so much. Bringing his hips back, he pulled out again, gasping at the friction and the way he fit so well against him once he was sinking back into that engulfing heat. "F-Fuck," he moaned, looking into those honey blue eyes that did the inexplicable to his heart.
• You: Peeta moaned loudly at Finnick's voice. It was liquid sex. He wrapped his legs around the older man's hips, pulling him closer. "Finnick. Harder. Please." He whispered the last word breathlessly as he moaned again, the look in Finnick's eyes making him harder. So much lust. So much love.
• Stranger: At his request, Finnick let it go, pulling back and thrusting into him suddenly, needing him like he'd never felt in his life before. Reaching down inbetween them, Finnick began to stroke him with every thrust into him, resting his forehead against his as he watched his cock disappear inside of his tight tight entrance. Peeking back up, he whimpered and bit his lip. "P-Peeta..'
• You: "Mmmnh." He moaned and grunted as Finnick picked up the pace. He gasped loudly, followed by another, louder moan as Finnick brushed against something, making stars dance across his vision. "F-Finnick. Do that..." He swallowed and gripped his shoulder tightly. "Do that again"
• Stranger: Angling his hips, Finn watched Peeta's reaction to know if where he was hitting was the right spot. Right where it would make everything bad disappear and make good just wash over him. "Like that baby boy?" he mumbled against Peeta's hot skin, biting down carefully on Peeta's neck, marking him as his and only his. "Mine..." he whispered without thinking, thrusting and hitting his prostate with every thrust.
• You: "Yeees." He hissed loudly as he felt wave after wave of pleasure crash through him. He fisted his hand in Finnick's hair again. "Yours. Only yours." He panted as he felt his climax building. "G-getting so close. Nnngh. So good."
• Stranger: Finn just thrust harder and deeper, keeping his eyes locked on Peeta's as he felt his own release coming soon. A needy yelp left his lips when he felt Peeta's strong hand in his hair. "God fucking sh-shit so hot," he moaned stupidly, all coherence out the window as he felt Peeta's walls tighten around him. But when he said that he was Finn's, his heart nearly stopped. "P-Peeta.. S-So damn tight, baby, f-fuck. I... I think I.."
• You: Peeta pressed his lips hungrily to Finn's as he whispered to his lover. "Do it. F-finn. Cum inside me." Peeta's mind fizzled out as his vision was washed white as he exploded over Finn's hand and chest with a strangled cry. "Finn!" He slumped back against the bed, panting heavily.
• Stranger: Breathing heavily as his thrust became more uneven, he called out and nearly lost it at Peeta's words. Fuck he was hotter than he expected. So innocent but so full of fire. Groaning loudly, he felt his heart race when suddenly his stomach felt warm and thick with Peeta's seed and how he clamped around him and he couldn't take it anymore. Two more thrusts into the fair boy and he was yelling, calling out Peeta's name and letting go completely, shooting deep inside Peeta and forgetting how to breathe.
• You: Peeta lay, breathless, on the bed, watching Finnick. If he hadn't already cum, he would have upon seeing Finnick do so. Could the man ever not be sexy? He wrapped his arms around Finnick again, gently pulling him down atop him, pressing another kiss to his lips. This kiss was different. It wasn't hot and full of lust nor was it hesitant and slow. It was gentle but filled with emotion.
• Stranger: Nuzzling into the boy's neck, he smiled goofily, never feeling this sort of feelings after sex. Normally he would be nice and cuddle because it was the polite thing to do. But here and now... He never wanted to let Peeta go. The kiss they shared in that moment made his heart swell and everything inside him flutter. How could he make thee Finnick Odair so crush-struck like this?.. It just didn't make sense. Reluctantly though and with shaky legs, he pulled out of Peeta carefully, snuggling against him soon enough.
• You: Peeta mewled quietly as his lover left him feeling empty. He sighed and settled back against the bed, sliding his arms around Finnick, drawing him close. "You were amazing." The baker whispered into the victor's ear.
• Stranger: Shrugging, he shook his head. "Yeah, you really were," he replied humbly, brushing his nose against Peeta's. "D-Does this... Will this h-happen again?" he asked awkwardly, not knowing really how to go about the whole emotions thing after so long of pushing all emotions away.
• You: Peeta smiled at him softly and shook his head, then pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. "If...if you want it to." He silently prayed there would be more times like this. It had been perfect. In every way
• Stranger: Finnick beamed and pulled the smaller boy closer. "I.. I want it to," he said, voice sure in it's finality. "No one else's, okay?" Finn mumbled, chewing on his lip nervously. A soft redness tinted his cheeks when Peeta kissed his forehead and he smiled. "I can't afford to lose you," he finally said, thumb stroking the young boy's face slowly.
• You: Peeta's eyes widened then softened. "I'm all yours. For as long as you want me." Peeta nuzzled closer into Finnick's arms, pressing gentle kisses to the expanse of skin before him. He loved the thought and feeling of being Finnick's.
• Stranger: "Why so surprised, sport?" he asked gently, chuckling. A soft hum rumbled in his chest at the feel of Peeta's soft lips against his collarbone. "Y-You sure you want to be with me?" he asked, genuinely worried. "This is real right? It's not just cuz I'm amazing in bed... Right?"
• You: Peeta looked up at him and rolled his eyes. "Yes, Finnick. I'm totally using you." He smiled playfully and nuzzled back into Finnick's neck. "I want to be with you because you're an amazing person and you deserve to be happy. If I make you happy, great."
• Stranger: Finnick shook his head and blushed at his idiocy. "Alright alright. I'm just.. It's hard, okay? That's all I've been wanted or looked at for... For so long.." He stopped himself from talking though, feeling his voice waver due to the emotion behind it. Clearing his throat, he pulled Peeta closer and listened to his words carefully. "You make me more than happy Peeta.. I.. You make me feel like... me... again...
• You: Peeta smiled reassuringly at him. He couldn't think of anything to say so he settled for cupping Finnick's face and pressing another emotionally charged kiss to his lips, trying to convey all of his emotions in it.
• Stranger: Looking into Peeta's eyes, he got lost. And once again feeling those lips against his, and with so much feeling.. It made his heart soar. Pulling away for air, Finnick ran a hand through Peeta's sandy blonde hair and smiled. "You're fiesty in bed, mister. I would have never suspected," he teased with a wink.
• You: Peeta blushed and looked down. "Would you rather I acted like the confused, little virgin I was?"
• Stranger: Finnick just chuckled and shook his head. "It was a nice little surprise. I would have never had guessed it was your first though. You were much better than some of the more experienced people I've been with. But maybe that's because I remember your name..." He looked away and sighed, shaking his head. "I.. I love.." he began, swallowing thickly. "I love everything about you and how you make me feel."
• You: Peeta frowned as Finnick spoke of his past. He cupped his face and lifted it to look into his deep, beautiful eyes. "That's all behind you now. It's in the past." He sighed and presses a small kiss to the other's lips before smiling again. "I...I love you too." he blushed and ducked his head.
• Stranger: How could Peeta see him? See him for who he really was even after everything he'd done. Everything Snow made him do. "What if it never leaves me though? Do you trust me?.." he asked, eyes clearly showing pain. The small kiss brought his spirits back up and it made him sigh contently. He tensed up at Peeta's words though and felt his heart thud in his chest. "Y-You do?... But I'm.. I'm so broken." Again, he cleared his throat and closed his eyes this time, wondering why he was letting this boy in so easily when he'd fought so many people that were trying to get him to open up.
• You: He frowned. "You didn't do those things because you wanted to. You did them to keep the people you love safe." He caresses Finnick's cheek comfortingly. "I guess I want to try and fix you, if you'd like me to, that is." He continued stroking Finnick's cheek as he watched him closely. He did what he had to to keep his loved ones safe. Peeta would have done the same without a second's hesitation.
• Stranger: The older boy sighed sadly and nodded, hiding his eyes. Peeta was right but after all the grimy things he'd done it was like he couldn't help but feel like the scum of the earth. Peeking up softly, he bit his lip. "You don't have to do th-that..." he whispered, getting shivers as he felt Peeta's smooth fingertips against the tanned skin of his face. "I.. I wouldn't mind you... B-Being around... I just don't.. What if I can't be fixed?"
• You: "I want to, though. And even if you can't be fixed, I'll still stay and love you and want you and be here for you no matter what." Peeta smiled, tears stinging his eyes. He was a very emotional person and his heart ached for Finnick. He'd suffered so much for someone else's sick enjoyment
• Stranger: A small pout formed on his lips and he just pulled Peeta closer, feeling smaller than he had in the longest time. Looking up at the boy, he panicked at the tears in his eyes. "W-Why are you crying? I'm sorry if.. If I'm doing this whole emotions and feelings and love thing wrong.. I just.." he began, sighing as he cleared his throat. "Just never leave. Never leave and I'll be okay. I'll get better. For you. For us.."
• You: A few tears slid down Peeta's cheeks as he smiled at the sweet words. "Don't be sorry. You're not doing anything wrong. You're doing it all right. Perfectly." He pressed his lips to Finnick's again, unable to contain the raw emotion inside him. "I won't leave. Ever. I promise. I'll stay here forever. For us"
• Stranger: Finnick felt his lower lip tremble. "I just don't want you to think I'm a bad person. That's not me. The Finnick you see out there. That's not me.. O-Only you have ever seen the real me.. And Annie.. But they took her away from me.. Took her life away. I hate the Captiol, Peeta. I /hate/ it," he said with as much anger as he could muster. When Peeta's lips came in contact with his again, he calmed down and sighed again, taking in that comforting cinnamon scent. "Forever. That's a nice word. I like that word. Say it again?" he asked with a slight grin to lighten the mood.
• You: "You're not a bad person. I know you're not. The Capitol changes people." He stroked Finnick's hair and smiled at him. "Forever. Forever and ever." He grinned back, heart feeling lighter. He kissed him softly before cuddling back into his neck.
• Stranger: Wrapping an arm around Peeta, he felt the tension leave his shoulders. As long as he knew. Knew that the Finnick he'd get to see was very very different from how he'd have to portray himself out there. That goofy smile reached his lips though with the hand in his hair and smiled at his words. "I love you so much..." he whispered, grinning at the boy curled up in his chest, kissing the top of his head affectionately.
• You: Peeta didn't reply, only smiled in response and pressed a kiss to Finn's chest. He sighed contently and settled in to listen to Finnick's steadying heartbeat
• Stranger: Feeling his eyes droop, falling into the heat the boy was generating, he pulled the covers up over them and snuggled into them. "Stay the night?.. I'll make us breakfast tomorrow.." he offered awkwardly, chewing his lip unsurely.
• You: Peeta looked up at him smiling. "You own me, remember?" He nuzzled back into the warm cocoon the blanket and Finnick's body created. "I'd love to stay."
• Stranger: Chuckling and nodding, he ran his fingers through those sandy blonde locks and smiled wider. "Then stay you will. This is your home now.. Feel free to come and go as you please, alright?"
• You: "I don't think I'll stray far." He pressed another kiss against Finnick's chest, savouring the feel of the soft flesh beneath his lips.
• Stranger: "And if you do, I'll give you a proper spanking," he said with a soft smirk, fingers tracing patterns on Peeta's bare arm. "Although I have a feeling you'd like that a little too much."
• You: Peeta blushed and avoided responding, only slipping his arms around Finnick's waist and pressing closer.
• Stranger: Finnick merely smirked and played with those blonde locks, smirking. "Knew it. Now get some rest, baby boy. You're in for a long day tomorrow."
• You: "Is that a threat or a promise?" He murmured against Finn's skin. He could feel himself dozing off, a pleasant warm feeling coaxing him into sleep's arms
• Stranger: "Both," he husked back just as softly, letting his eyes droop and slide shut. The steady sound of Peeta's careful breathing lulled him into the most restful sleep of his entire life to date.
• Stranger: "Thank you," he whispered, half asleep. He would never find out how it was that he got so lucky.
• You: Peeta smiled sleepily at the words. He couldn't bring himself to ruin the atmosphere by using more words so he just allowed himself to drift off into sleep in Finnick's warm, loving embrace
• Stranger: (now what)
• You: (I dunno :/ Do you have tumblr? You are so amazing at this :') I was almost crying before)
• Stranger: (kfdslakgn am noT. omg. aw thank you though :3 and yes!!! tatitoleratesit.tumblr.com :DDD)

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