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rabidcumberbunny · 9 years ago

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Finnick wants to make love to Annie but he's struggling because of all the sexual abuse he experienced in the Capitol.

Thanks for the prompt. I combined this one with ‘Finnick takes Annie’s virginity’ and ‘Finnick and Annie’s wedding night’ so if you sent me those, thanks so much and I hope you enjoy. I’m not exactly a sex-connoisseur so I’m not the best at lemons so I’m sure it’s not the most refined Finnick/Annie lemon out there considering all the sweet wedding night fics but I hope you enjoy and let me know what you all think! Obviously, this involves some smuttiness so don’t read if you’re not down with that stuff x “Still with me?” Finnick asked as they walked down one ofthe many corridors to their new room. Annie was on his back with her feethooked across his stomach and her arms wrapped around his neck. On the preciousoccasion that he was in Four, he would often piggyback her around the house. Itwas the only way he got anything done but he hardly minded. He was so used tohaving her there it was no different to wearing a backpack. She was so littleand light after all. Her head moved slightly from where it was buried in hisshoulder. “I’m still awake.” Of course she was. He was crazy to think differently. A few days ago, she had sat him down face to face and made a proposition abouttheir wedding night. Finnick laughed at her professionalism and she slapped hiswandering hands away and demanded he be serious. She meant business. “This is your stop, Mrs Odair,” he told her as they reached theirnumber compartment. She pressed a gentle kiss to his neck like she always didbefore disentangling herself and he helped her down with well-practiced ease. Theirroom was small but had a bed large enough for the both of them and their ownbathroom. He was suddenly hit with the realisation of what was going to happentonight and instead of his usual wishful daydreaming and suppressed fantasies,a flutter of panic rippled through his body that he hadn’t felt before.Especially regarding this. He had bedded more people than he dared to count yethe was suddenly terrified at the very thought. It seemed silly. He had wantedthis - her - for such a long time. Maybe it was because it was so different.This was Annie. It occurred to his for the first time that he was going tohurt her and it was going to be unavoidable no matter how gentle and patientand careful he was. Finnick looked over at his gentle bride who was playingwith the skirt of her beautiful dress in the corner, humming the song that theyhad danced to. She caught his stare and smiled breathtakingly at him. “Are yougoing to come in, Finn?”He realised he had been standing in the doorway like anidiot and stepped inside and shut the door behind him but didn’t move anycloser to her. Even though Finnick needed her more than he had ever needed herbefore, he decided it was safer for him to stand next to the door and let herwrap her head around what was about to happen and give her a chance to thinkabout if this is what she really wanted. Annie put one hand across her stomachand the other fiddled with her necklace as she looked around the room. What are you thinking? Finnick desperatelywished to know.“It’s warm, isn’t it?” she answered as if she were able tohear his thoughts and Finnick couldn’t help but smile at her.“I think it’s just the dancing.”“Oh,” she stammered twisting her fingers together and thenrubbing her hands down her arms. She was nervous. She was adorable. Finnick noticed that she must've been warm despite theconstant cold air that circulated underground as a drop of sweat had formed onthe nape of her neck where her hair was starting to fall apart under her veil.He stepped forward against his will and wiped the bead of moisture away beforewrapping his arms around her waist and placing a kiss to the side of her neck.Her eyes drifted closed and her heart began to accelerate.

"Are you okay?" he asked mistaking her reactionfor fear."Yeah," she answered trying to be casual but hervoice shook a little and she knew that he would notice. "I'm just a bitnervous."

"You don't need to be."

"I just…what if I'm bad at this…or I do somethingwrong?" she admitted her worries out loud and determinedly stared at aspot on the floor. For the first time in her life, she cursed her lack ofexperience and felt her shoulders slump.

Finnick mistook her nervousness. Shewasn’t nervous because it was her first time. She loved Finnick with all of herheart and nothing would feel more right to her. She was nervous because Finnickhad suffered years of sexual abuse in the Capitol and after all of that shejust wanted everything to be perfect for him but she knew she would stuff it upsomehow. "You won't be," he told her. "You'll be perfect.”

He pressed a small kiss to her ear and his voice turnedserious. “Annie. If you’re too nervous…I don’t want you to do this if you’rehaving any doubts. I’d wait till the end of time for you.”

She spun around in his arms and he had to suppress a moan athow perfectly her body fit against his own.

"Can I have a minute, Finn?" she asked and he lether go immediately. Annie went into the small adjourning bathroom and splashedsome water on her face to cool herself down and take a few moments to collectherself. Unfortunately since she hadn’t worn any since her Victory Tour, sheforgot about the little amount of make-up someone had put on her for theceremony and she nearly died when she looked in the mirror and saw a streakymismatched mess staring back at her.Annie swore under her breath and scrubbed at her face with acloth hanging over the faucet until most of the offending cosmetics had beenremoved. She brushed her teeth twice and turned her attention to her hair. Sheunpinned the beautiful veil. The elegant hairstyle Effie had done wasunbecoming and there were tendrils and curls trying to burst out in rebellionall over the place. She ran her fingers through the auburn locks and tried tosmooth it all down but gave up and ended tying it back.Her heart was racing and she focused on her reflection inthe mirror to try and get a hold of herself. Although she was nervous, it wasoutweighed by her excitement and the butterflies in her stomach felt more likefireworks at this stage. She examined her body up and down to see if there wasanything she could do to fix herself up with what she had. She knew if shespent any more time fussing over herself, Finnick would start getting worried.She composed herself and smoothed out her dress beforewalking out to meet him again.

Finnick was lying on the bed, still fullydressed but his vest was unbuttoned and his shoes were off. He was propped upby one hand and was flicking through a book from the small shelf next to thebed and smiled up at her to acknowledge her and went back to reading. It's wastheir wedding night and he was going to read a book?! He pulled another off theshelf, bored with the first, and started skimming it. Annie cleared her throat and twisted her fingers together.

“I’m done.”

"Okay, my love," he smiled at her and went back tobrowsing through the pages.She stood there awkwardly for a few moments longer, waitingfor him to get on with it, but he closed the book, put it back on the shelf andselected another. Annie felt nerves and frustration well up inside her and herlittle hands balled into fists at her sides.

"FINNICK ODAIR-!" He chuckled slightly and Annie steeled herself for some kindof Finnickesque joke. She was fighting back the urge to shove him in the chestfor purposely dragging this out for her and wondered where he got the nerve andunmitigated gall to play games with her now but she was taken aback when hestood up from the bed and his eyes were all but burning with desire. She crossed her arms huffily.

“Oh, darling,” Finnick laughedagain pulling her against him and peppered her face with tiny kisses until hefelt her annoyance dissolve. He reached up to her hair and pulled out the hairtie, deciding he wanted her hair down and reveled in the feeling of her softcurls falling across his hand and down her back. He tucked the disobedienttendrils behind her ears to gain him better access to her face which he kissedthoroughly and passionately until her heart was all but racing against hischest.

His kisses became deeper and more forceful and he pulled her eventighter against him as his hands gripped harshly at the fabric on her back.Annie briefly wondered whether Effie would be capable ofsewing the buttons back on Finnick’s borrowed shirt as she hadn't had thepatience to deal with them in the customary way of pulling them through theholes and instead opted for the ripping them all off at once and not giving adamn where they landed approach. Effie would probably string her up by her toesfor such disrespect for clothing but it wouldn't be nearly as bad as Annieshowing her the long tear down the back of her lovely dress. Apparently, Finnickhadn't had much patience for buttons or zippers either and removed his pantsfor good measure.

She felt him gradually push her backwards towards the bedhowever her legs were bound by her dress that was tangled around her ankles ina puddle causing her to topple backwards. Grace evaded her as she fell to thefloor on her butt while Finnick landed harshly on his elbows trying to catchher in time. Annie felt her face burnred at the mental image of how ungraceful, unsexy and positively ridiculous shelooked and Finnick leaned in to kiss her forehead to console her adorable butgrumpy expression however he couldn’t help but laugh against her lips. Anniefelt mortified but at the sound of his lovely laugh which she had heard moretoday than on any other occasion she couldn’t help but smile against her willand put her fist to her forehead and close her eyes.

Finnick gently picked her up so she couldn’t maim either ofthem on the way to their destination. Incredibly conscious of her bodylanguage, he noted that she seemed to have relaxed a little as he lowered heronto the bed in nothing but their underwear. He entwined his fingers with hersand lifted them above her head and briefly battled internally whether he wantedto start with her lips and work his way down or start with her toes and workhis way up. It thrilled him to his core that he had all night – well, the restof his life really – to explore the wonderland that was her lovely body. He brushed her long unruly hair back off of her face andneck, spreading it like a fan over the pillows and kissed her. She tastedsweetly of apple cider and wedding cake and peppermint toothpaste and the tasteof her lips and mouth was so intoxicating that he spent a while gently tracingtheir plump shape, exploring her mouth and sucking delicately at her lips withdeliberate drawn out slowness until he paused to let her catch her breath. Shewas gasping in short panting breathes through lips that looked slightly swollenand he cursed himself and frantically tried to recall if he had been tooforceful against her mouth.

It seemed Annie was kind enough to answer for him and pulledhim against her again. They tangled in his hair and pulled his face back toher. He reluctantly avoided her lips, afraid he might actually bruise them anddesperately retained control over a portion of his mind. His lips, desperatefor her taste, ended up behind her ear and trailed down the sea-salt delicatelyscented skin of her neck.He slid further own her body now, anxious to learn the restof her. He removed her bra with expertise and cursed himself for making itplainly obvious how often he had done this but Annie didn’t seem to mind andthe sensation of her soft breasts in his hand quickly erased any thought of theCapitol from his mind.Slowly, he circled the rosy tip with his tongue and focusedon the sound of her breathing while his hands explored the plains of hervelvety skin making sure he was paying attention to all her bodily responses incase she became hesitant or unwilling.

Finnick moaned in his throat as he felther gentle hands clenching and unclenching in the hair at the back of his neck.He looked up to her face to see her eyes were squeezed shut and her head wasthrown back to leave her tantalising neck exposed. She was a vision of absolutesensuality and he knew this night could last for eternity and still not beenough.

Finnick continued this his gentle exploration of both herbreasts until she started to moan incoherently and her body started to shudderbeneath him. He pressed her back down against the sheets and rained kisses overher neck to relax her highly stimulated body. She made a frustrated noise thatmade him smile against her skin and after a few soothing kisses and caresses,he continued down her flat stomach. Finnick paused the trail of his lips to diphis tongue into the dent of her belly button which caused her to squirm and hepressed an apologetic kiss over the ticklish spot (committing it to his memoryfor future reference) and continued down lower.

"Are you alright?" he asked her. He soundedridiculous for saying it but he needed to know before he went any further. She nodded and ran her fingers through hisbronze hair. “Are you alright, Finn?” She sounded so sincere, so concerned thatFinnick couldn’t help but smile at her. No, this was nothing like the Capitol. Stop thinking about it then, he toldhimself. He had more than enough ways to distract himself from the thought.Annie was staring at him with her head off to the side slightly and she wasbiting her lip. He knew no matter how excited he got, he needed to take thisslowly. He pressed kisses to the inside of her thighs and let his lips slideslowly up until he was void of all rational thought. Finnick caressed the bandof her underwear to silently ask her permission to remove them which wasgranted by her lifting herself up so he could slide them down her silky legs.Keeping his eyes trained on her face, his hand slipped downbetween their bodies and her breathing became even more unsteady. His fingersbrushed over the curls hiding her most secret and alluring area and slidthrough the folds that were unbearably warm.

Finnick could feel her pulsepounding underneath her skin and the vibration sang up his arm and spread heatto every cell of his being. He carefully moved his finger up and down thelength of her to determine whether she was ready for him. His finger easilyslipped just a little bit inside of her and she cried out deliciously inresponse.

A moan escaped his lips at the sound of her which was moreluscious than anything he had dreamed. Holding her hips down gently, he slidhis finger out and back in a little further to try and be sure that there wouldbe as little discomfort as possible when his erection replaced his finger. Themere thought of this being put into action in only a few moments made his bodybecome painful with anticipation and he took a moment to get a handle on hisown lust. Tonight was about her and making everything perfect for her. Finnick went back up to her face and kissed her hard on themouth, stroking both sides of her face.

"Annie," he said raggedly and love laced bothsyllables of her name. "You must tell me if you want me to stop. If ithurts too much…tell me okay?"

"I will and…if you want to stop, that’s okay too,"she smiled at him and he felt his heart start to falter when he leaned down tokiss her and tell her he loved her more than anything in this world. He settledhimself between her legs and shifted above her so that the part of him that wasaching for her was pressed in against the scalding hot entrance of her body. Hepaused to take a deep breath and waited for her eyes to open and find his own.He saw his entire future in their sea green depths.

He positioned his arm underneath her to hold her body andthe other hand held her face so his thumb could still brush reassuringlyagainst her cheek as he pushed his way in slowly and tried to ignore howamazing she felt already. She was unbelievably wet and warm and tighter thanhe'd ever experienced before. There were waves of shock and love coursingthrough him and he paused only briefly when he encountered an unfamiliarresistance inside of her. He captured her lips suddenly to hopefully let thesurprise dull the pain when he broke through and pushed his entire length intoher.

Finnick felt his bride whimper quietly in surprise and bite down on hislip softly. He rested his forehead against hers and didn't dare move and lookedat her to determine her reaction and it was clear.Her eyes were shut tightly and her lips were slightlyparted. Pain. He wished she would open her eyes so he could see how bad it was.If there were tears in her eyes, he would make the decision for the both ofthem to not continue. He was too used to seeing that expression on her facewhen she was in the arena and he was in the mentors room, not sleeping, notleaving just staring at her.

"Annie?" he said worried and started to brush herhair off her face with shaky hands. He was not coping well with the pain on herface and being the one that had put it there. It brought back too much.

"I'm okay, Finn. I just need a second," she toldhim and ran her fingers along his back to ease the panic in his eyes. He kissedher forehead lightly and stroked her hair until she asked him to move. Ignoringhis own urges to grab hold of her hips and make love to her as thoroughly aspossible, he slowly pulled back marginally and moved forward cautiously.Slowly and gently, he began to move more steadily and it wasdifficult to maintain such a slow pace because it felt more amazing thenanything he had experienced or dream of experiencing before but he didn't wantto inflict anymore pain on her. He hoped that her tightness, although beingunbearably amazing for him, would subside to make it a little lessuncomfortable for her and he worried that he hadn't taken enough time toprepare her. Finnick felt her small body relax a little more but her muscleswere still slightly tensed. He knew this was a new and big experience for herbody and she wouldn't find it overly pleasurable and comfortable the firsttime.

Annie let out a soft sigh to his relief and he could feelher body finally moving and raising her hips to meet his gentle thrusts. Hereyes were closed and she was chewing her lower lip as she adjusted to the manyforeign different feelings that kept enveloping her body.

"Can you move abit faster, Finn?" she asked and he was more than willing to comply.

Pleasure gradually took over the pain in her face he notedas he rocked their bodies together, not forcefully but enough that the bedbegan to move with them. She kissed his face as he explored hers. Her nose,cheek, chin, ears, everything was so wonderful and a moan escaped his mouth. Hegrabbed her knee and wrapped her leg around his back so he could move deeperand more comfortably inside her warmth. Annie began to cry out slightly,gasping at the air but never moving away from him. He lost himself in therising and falling of her body which made him reach a new high he had neverimagined.

Annie’s sweet cake-apple cider-peppermint breath – a reminder oftheir wedding – washed over him as her head tossed from side to side and it wasso overwhelming that he froze for a second.

"No, don't stop…Finnick, please…" Annie sighedout, sensing his hesitation but still gasping from the pleasure of it all asher hand gripped delightfully into the skin of his back.

"I won't," he promised kissing her passionately onthe mouth and resumed their rhythm. "Oh god, I love you, Annie…I…you'reso…oh, Annie…"

He felt his restraint begin to loosen and he went faster anddeeper and if the noises she was making were any indication, it was far fromhurting her. A few times through the cries of pleasure mixed in with the moansof his name, she told him to be closer and he was only too happy to oblige. Finnickstill felt like they were too far apart even though they were one and he felther teeth teasing his lower lip as she moved her mouth along his jaw line tohis ear and whisper 'more, please' needlessly into his ear.

Finnick gently took her arms and rolled them to the side,keeping her tightly against his body and thrusting steadily as they continuedto move around the bed, getting everything from each other and he knew in thatmoment that not being with this woman for the rest of his life would surelykill him. He pushed himself into her again and again and her sweet release wasrepeated with gasps and moans from the both of them. Finnick had no idea how upuntil now, he had lived without this and didn't think he could survive anothernight without her. "Annie," he whispered when her ear was near hislips. He felt her body shake again and her moan his name as another orgasmracked her body and her hands gripping into his back seemed to push through hisskin and radiate to his very bones with pleasure."You're perfect…you're so beautiful," he whisperedto her as he continued the assault of kisses on her neck. He could feel hispleasure beginning to heighten and knew he was close. Everything about this wasbetter than any of his fantasies. Annie's movements, her sounds, her body, itwas more than what he had dreamed it to be and he couldn't hold on for muchlonger. Finnick waited for her muscles to tense up and her fingerspull desperately at his hair before he let his self control go and held herbody against his while his free hand gripped a handful of sheet next to herhead. He yelled her name as both their climaxes rocked their bodies and lightsexploded in his eyes.

Finnick, in all his years of training, of Games, of sex, hadnever been so physically and emotionally exhausted in this life. The experiencewas so surreal and foreign it had felt like it had been a first time for him aswell as nothing he had ever done in his life had compared to that. His body collapsed on top of hers which was also damp withsweat, taking his weight on his elbows. He tried to calm his frantic heartbeatand shaky breath by focusing on the feel of her fingers tracing patterns on hisdamp back that was probably going to be marked with little fingernail indentsin the morning.

Finnick weakly lifted himself up to look at her face whichwas buried into his shoulder. She was panting as well and looked completelyworn out but sufficiently loved and content. She had a tired but breathtakingsmile on her face as she pressed a kiss to his neck. He knew he should ask herif she was okay or if she was hurt or tell her he loved her at least but he wasnot capable of producing words and instead just lay in her arms and hold herclose, occasionally watching the dim light of their room bounce off her hair ina wonderful fashion.

"I love you, my sweet Annie. Annie Odair," he saidwhen he managed to gain control over his body and let a limp red curl wraparound his finger."I love you too, Finn," she said sweetly andhazily but just as sincerely as her body began to settle into sleepiness. Hefelt her lower muscles relax around him but cursed internally when she stillmade a pained noise when he removed himself from her reluctantly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he said kissing her hairwhen he rolled next to her. "Are you hurting? Are you alright?"

"Sssh," she shushed him pressing a finger to hislips as her body shape easily settled into his own and she snuggled into hishot chest, grateful for the cool constant breeze of District 13. "Stopfussing. I'm more than alright."

Truthfully, her whole body was aching especially in areasshe hadn't known existed but it was nothing compared to the warm and burstingfeeling that was taking residence in her chest. She felt like she could sleepfor days if he didn't move from beside her. "Everything's perfect.”He smiled and pressed a kiss to his wife’s temple. His wife. He would never get used tothat. "Yes, it is."

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