A Perfect Feeling (PEETA + GALE) (RATED R)

Gale knocked on the door to Peeta's house that he had received for winning the Hunger Games with Katniss. He shook his hands and shook his head, preparing himself to speak to Peeta. His palms were sweaty and his cheeks flaming with both embarrassment and with nervousness. He had rehearsed what he was going to say in his head several times before. It was going to be awkward but it would be relieving and hopefully worth it.

Peeta answered the door on the third knock. A towel was wrapped around his waist and he was partially wet. He must of just gotten out of the shower. Gale restrained himself from looking at his chest or his other areas that weren't for his eyes and focused on his face .... his beautiful face. His shimmering eyes that glowed in the moonlight, that were bold in the darkness. Peeta was frowning and he eventually said, obviously bored and partially nervous because of how Gale was looking at him, "What do you want?"

"I want to tell you something," Gale said, sighing. As if one little exhale would get rid of all of his anxiety.

"What would that be?" Peeta said, reluctantly.

"I was so jealous of you and Katniss being in love on TV-"

"I know, I know ..... you love Katniss and-"

"I wasn't jealous of you .... I was jealous of her," Gale poured out. His eyes showed his obvious love for Peeta, his obvious attraction to everything about him. He allowed his eyes to wander to the lump in between Peeta's legs. His eyes grew but Gale forced himself to once again look at Peeta. Peeta's eyes were so sexy, so tempting. Gale wanted to simply run up to him and feel his warm lips against Gale's, to feel his muscular arms wrapped around his waist and to feel his neck and his chest and his arms.

Peeta smirked, "Funny how things like this work, eh?" Gale was confused. Was Peeta gay? "Every time I looked into her eyes I saw you. I thought it was because I knew she liked you but ..... now I think it was because I was always in love with you." Peeta walked closer to Gale and reached for his hand. He felt the scars on it and wanted to moan with satisfaction but prevented himself from it. Peeta pulled him closer so that their chests were touching. Peeta's bare one and Gale's strong but clothed one.

"So ..... you do love me," Gale smirked sexily, "wow, it is funny how these things work isn't it." He didn't allow Peeta to answer. Instead he closed the rest of the space in between them and met his lips. He felt their warm, smooth texture and moaned with appreciation. He brought his hand up and stroked Peeta's face. He then allowed his hand to wander to his arm and to feel it's hairy, rough texture that made him all the more sexy. Then his hand wandered to the towel, after passing his sturdy chest. This piece of fabric was the only thing that prevented them from coming into full contact.

Peeta knew what Gale was holding and considered it as he made circles around Gale's tongue with his own. This felt so good. The way Gale's lips pressed against Peeta's like they had been waiting for centuries. They way his tongue seemed to dance with Peeta's. They way Gale's hands wandered. Peeta reached his hands down to Gale's shirt and tugged it off swiftly. Now he could see Gale's perfectly tan skin and his perfect, strong chest. His stomach, abs, arms, everything was revealed. Except for what was hidden behind those pesky pants.

Gale, knowing Peeta wasn't protesting, released the hold of the towel and it floated to the ground, revealing Peeta's completely naked body. He looked so fragile, so delicate, that Gale just wanted to hold him all. His hands went around to Peeta's smooth back and slid down to his butt, feeling of it with his scarred hand. His fingers grasped it as he felt of it's smooth surface. Gale backed Peeta into his house and shut the door behind him. He took him to his bedroom and layed him down on his bed. Gale tugged off his pants and all of his clothes and lay himself on top of Peeta, feeling his smooth chest. Their lips met once again and Gale ran his hand through Peeta's hair, feeling the dirt and removing it.

Peeta felt everything about Gale. He loved this feeling. Peeta's hand wandered to Gale's chest as he kissed him intensely, sliding his tongue in and out of his mouth. The force of the kiss was almost too much but at the same time it was perfect. Peeta arms then wrapped around Gale and pulled him even closer, all of them brushing each other. He felt his chest against his and moaned with delight. His legs wrapped around Gale's and Gale too moaned in satisfaction. This was perfect. This was always meant to be.

Gale pulled the covers up over him and Peeta as they continued to kiss passionately. Gale allowed his hands to wander wherever they pleased which always satisfied Peeta. Peeta gave a sexy squeal of delight as Gale's hands squeezed where Peeta's towel had covered. Peeta returned the gesture and Gale too squealed with delight. Gale smiled as he kissed Peeta and thought to himself that everything was perfect now. Everything was complete. He and Peeta were always meant to be no matter if Katniss ever existed it was always Peeta that he loved. It was always Peeta that mattered.