Katniss's always been good at getting what she wants. It's one of her favorite things about herself. She just has to know the right way to ask, and after dating Peeta for over a year, she knows just how to play him like a fiddle.

She waits until they're in bed to bring it up.

Peeta is naked and curled into her side, an arm thrown over her waist and his face tucked into her neck, his breathing still a little uneven from the sex they finished just a few minutes ago. Katniss's chest heaves underneath him, her fingers massaging her boyfriend's scalp to help him calm down, and she waits for her moment.

"Baby," she starts softly, checking to make sure Peeta hasn't fallen asleep. The boy hums and gives her waist a squeeze in response, and Katniss smiles. Post sex cuddling is always a great time to ask Peeta for something; it usually takes his brain at least fifteen minutes to start functioning properly again after he cums. "I was thinking, are you up for a little party this weekend? We haven't had one in like a month."

'Party' is their word for threesome. Katniss's bisexual, something she didn't share with Peeta until a month into their relationship, and sometimes she likes to invite a friend over to join them. Peeta was a little reluctant the first time she proposed the idea (he isn't nearly as experienced as she is and he wasn't sure he could handle just jumping into the deep end like that), but Katniss worked her magic and got what she wanted, and it's becum a casual thing since. They don't do it all the time - the sex they have between just the two of them is so great they don't need to - but it's a nice little treat they give themselves every once in a while to keep things interesting.

Peeta lets out the same noise of approval he makes when she's kissing that special spot on his hip, and she feels him nod against her neck. "Sounds good, babe," he mumbles, and then he's falling asleep and Katniss smiles, kissing his sweaty forehead.

Phase one, complete.

She was planning to wait a couple days before implementing phase two, but when Peeta sends her a picture of himself in bed the next day while she's hunting in the woods, Katniss takes advantage.

Katniss holds her phone up and makes a kissy face towards the camera, snapping the picture and sending it back to her boyfriend with an attached 'Thinking about you, too, baby' message. She gets a response before she can even put her phone down, and she isn't surprised at all to find a picture of Peeta's chiseled abs, with just a glimpse of the bulge in his tight boxers in the corner, the accompanying text asking her if she's 'Thinkin about all this? ;)'

Katniss laughs at her cheesy boyfriend, and doesn't hesitate to pull down the side of her shirt to expose one of her tits. She grabs hold of it and makes a cute pouting face, taking the picture and sending it off to Peeta. 'Thinking about how far away the weekend is.'

She bites her lip and waits, smirking when the next picture is exactly what she expects; a close up of Peeta's hard, pink, huge cock, his fist wrapped around the base to help it stand at full length. She probably has at least fifteen similar pictures on her phone already, but she still saves it before typing a reply to Peeta.

'I'm thinking of inviting someone different this time,' Katniss texts, her smirk growing as she imagines Peeta's disappointment when she doesn't comment on his picture or send back one of her own.

Peeta's reply isn't as immediate as his pictures were; 'Not Johanna?' and then 'Annie?'

'No, someone we haven't had before.'

And then, right on time; 'Bring whoever you want, just give me the money shot already!'

"Oh, Peeta" Katniss laughs, shaking her head as she slips her panties off and leans back on a tree, lifting a leg and placing it on a rock to get a nice shot for her boyfriend. She angles her phone just right and gets the perfect shot of her spread pussy to send to Peeta. "You make it too easy, baby."

"You haven't asked him yet?"

"I'm getting to it, just relax," Katniss answers her friend calmly, her gaze drifting over to the busy District 12 street. She's on her lunch break, sitting across from Gale Hawthorne at a cute outdoor cafe just around the corner from her house. "I need to lay the groundwork. It's not like I can just go 'Hey, baby, how do you feel about letting my friend Gale fuck you in the ass while I watch?' I have to lead up to it." Gale rolls his eyes, glaring at the older woman a few tables down who shoots them a scandalized look. "Trust me, I've got this."

"Well, just hurry up," Gale huffs, breaking off a piece of Katniss's cookie and shoving it into his mouth. "I canceled on a sure thing for this. She was fucking hot as shit, too."

Katniss swats his hand away when he tries to grab another piece. "Don't worry, Peeta's hot enough to make up for it," she promises him.

"Considering your previous taste in men, I doubt that," Gale scoffs. "Remember the loser you were with before this one?"

"Hey, Finnick was cute," Katniss argues, a smile forming as she takes a sip of her coffee. "And he had a huge cock."

Gale shrugs his shoulders, giving her that, but then can't help but laugh as he recalls the last 'party' he had with Katniss and one of her boyfriends. "But he had no idea what to do with it."

"He was just nervous," she defends, shaking her head and cringing a bit as she remembers the same night as Gale. "But that's why we decided you're topping this time, right? So you don't throw a fit if-"

"I didn't throw a fit," Gale cuts in, narrowing his eyes at his friend. "But you promised me awesome sex, and all I got was Finnick flopping around on top of me."

"Still got to fuck me, didn't you?" Katniss raises an eyebrow, daring Gale to argue with that. "But I'm telling you, Peeta is hot and he definitely knows what to do with it."

Gale opens his mouth to provide more proof to his argument when Katniss shoves her phone in his face and tells him to look in the 'Peeta' section. Rolling his eyes, he grabs the phone from her hand, clicks the screen and is immediately greeted by an adorable grin and green eyes under a mop of messy blonde hair. He swipes the screen and then it's amazing abs that he wants to lick or cum on, or lick his cum off of. Really, he's not picky. Another swipe and he subconsciously licks his lips when he gets a nice shot of Peeta's long, hard, thick cock. He swipes the screen once more hoping for an ass shot, but instead gets a POV pic of Peeta's cock disappearing inside Katniss.

"Jeez, you got a full length sextape on here, too?" Gale questions, waving the phone in Katniss's face before she snatches it away from him in case anyone around them can see the screen. Gale laughs as his friend quickly turns her phone off and shoves it back into her pocket, glaring at him. "Okay, sorry, I'm sorry," he relents, though the smile on his face makes it obvious his apology is bullshit. "But you're right, he's hot. I'm impressed, Everdeen."

"Save your praises till you see my boy in action," Katniss replies, looking smug as she settles back into her chair. "You'll be pissed I didn't invite you in sooner."

Gale rolls his eyes yet again and crosses his arms over his chest. "Yeah, yeah," he mumbles. "We'll see if you can even get your boy to agree to it."

"Oh, Hawthorne, you have so much learn," Katniss sighs wistfully, shaking her head at the man. "I always get The Yes. It's all in the way you ask it."

And the way Katniss asks, is on her knees, with Peeta's cock in her mouth.

The third and final phase is underway, and Katniss has Peeta on the brink of orgasm when she abruptly pulls her mouth away with a wet pop.

"Wha-?"

Ignoring the devastingly cute and hilarious confused puppy look Peeta is sending her, Katniss leans back on her heels. "I've been meaning to tell you... You know how I said I invited someone new to our party on the weekend?"

"Uh, yeah?" Peeta huffs disbelievingly, his eyes wide and his hips jerking up into Katniss's hand, which is thankfully at least still stroking his cock.

"Well, I think I should tell you that it's a guy," she tells him casually, speeding up her pumps in a calculated move to distract him.

"What?!" Peeta shouts, leaning forward in shock before he falls back against the couch and arches into Katniss's rapidly jerking fist. His eyes roll into the back of his head for a moment before he remembers the topic at hand and he manages to spit out a repsonse. "What-What do you mean it's a guy?"

Deciding to bring in the big guns, Katniss uses her other hand to cup Peeta's balls, kneading her fingertips into the sensitive flesh and massaging them the way she knows he likes. "It's Gale" She speaks nonchalantly, like they're conversing over dinner in the kitchen, and not like she's basically holding his orgasm hostage. "I think you would like a threesome with him. He's a great fuck."

"I'd like him?" Peeta hisses, just barely able to keep up with the conversation, which, if he's following correctly, sounds suspiciously like his girlfriend is trying to set him up with a dude. "You want him to fuck me?"

"He'd fuck me, too," Katniss corrects, brushing her thumb over Peeta's slit and getting just the reaction she was hoping for. "It's about sharing, remember?" Peeta wants to argue, but how can he when his balls are tightening under his girlfriend's fingers while her other hand is jerking him off so amazingly? He can barely form a coherent thought, let alone an argument. "It would be so hot, baby. Remember how much you got off on watching Quinn fuck me with that strap on? Or how fucking hot it was when you both stuffed me full?" And now Peeta is remembering that night vividly, especially the way he could feel the plastic cock fucking Katniss at the same time he was, and oh god, he's getting so so close. "Don't you want to do that again? Wouldn't it be so hot to watch Gale pound me?"

"Yes," Peeta moans without thinking, feeling himself getting closer.

Katniss picks up the pace. "To fuck me while I'm blowing Gale?"

Closer. "Y-Yes."

"To feel Gale's cock in my ass while you're fucking my pussy?"

Closer. "Yes!"

"To eat me out while Gale's fucking your ass?" Katniss asks lasts, before wrapping her lips around Peeta's fat cock head and sucking.

"Fuck yes!" Peeta cries out, lifting his hips clear off the couch as he explodes, spilling hot, thick cum into Katniss's waiting mouth. "Yes, yes, yes," he chants as his hips jerk with each spurt he shoots off.

Katniss swallows each drop of cum dutifully, eagerly emptying her boyfriend as he collapses back against the couch in exhaustion. She sucks Peeta gently until he's soft, then licks him clean before releasing his shaft and watching the blonde breathe heavily with a satisfied smirk.

She got The Yes.

It's not the end of the conversation, not by any means, but like always, Katniss wins in the end all the same. And by the next night she's able to send Gale a picture of Peeta's naked back and ass, giving him a sneak preview of the view he's gonna have cum Saturday. 'I told you so.'