Hi guys! A little fire-breathing flying reptile informed me it's going to be Alice's (aka thegreatorangedragon's) birthday on Feb. 16, and I was wondering if someone might be able to drabble a little something for her? There's no truer friend to the folks here and champion of Everlark authors, and I know she'd love to see something. (Bonus points if someone can give her a puzzle to figure out... I'm sure you've noticed she's a clever one). Thanks for everything you guys do. <3c
Happy birthday! I hope you enjoy this little one shot. Rated S-E-X. For sex. There be smut here, folks. Sorry if I ruined the surprise. Thanks to the girls who run this awesome blog and make cool stuff happen. Pbg
It started out as a joke. A way to pass the awkward time while listening to the sound of my neighbors through the thin walls. But I can’t deny anymore that I wish the sounds Peeta and I are making were real. I don’t know what to do about it. He’s been my best friend for as long as I can remember.
Since I moved into my place, Peeta and I have spent most Saturday nights in the studio apartment, scarfing down tubs of cheap udon noodles or greasy slices of pepperoni pizza, watching various movies from all different eras and genres.
But a few weeks ago I got a new neighbor. A very loud, sexually active one. Apparently said neighbor also has standing appointments on Saturday nights. Whether it’s for money or not, I’d rather not know. The neighborhood I live in is a bit seedy, so it’s a possibility. But in any case, the first time it happened took us by complete surprise. I was stuffing my mouth with cheese fries from the bar on the corner, Peeta beside me, a beer bottle tipped up to his lips, when it started.
The moaning and wailing were enough to make me lose my appetite, and Peeta looked white as a sheet. I tried to laugh it off, but it didn’t take. Peeta wouldn’t look at me, and to be honest, I couldn’t have looked him in the eyes either. I turned up the television, tried to watch the movie. Tried to ignore the knocking and cooing and ‘yes, right there, oh yes’s’, but it seemed the more I tuned them out, the louder they became.