Status: One-shot.
Change the Bed Sheets
“I can’t.” Peeta growled. “With you distracting me. I think I’ve burnt my buns.”
He turned around and used his flour covered hands to hit the back of his grey striped pants. The white powder made perfect handprints on his backside.
“The cheese buns?” Katniss asked frantically. Her only reason for living-besides Peeta might be dead because Peeta was horny today?
Unacceptable.
My first ever attempt at smut, please tell me what you think?
I don't own Katniss, Peeta. I own the slight mention of Laurent and the plot. Katniss and Peeta belong to Suzanne Collins
He turned around and used his flour covered hands to hit the back of his grey striped pants. The white powder made perfect handprints on his backside.
“The cheese buns?” Katniss asked frantically. Her only reason for living-besides Peeta might be dead because Peeta was horny today?
Unacceptable.
My first ever attempt at smut, please tell me what you think?
I don't own Katniss, Peeta. I own the slight mention of Laurent and the plot. Katniss and Peeta belong to Suzanne Collins