CHAPTER ONE: Breaking The Cycle

It had been two weeks since Katniss had been killed. It was a freak accident, but terrible all the same. Peeta had been a mess and hadn't left his home after becoming a widower. Katniss was his other half, the part that made him whole, and he had lost that because of a misunderstanding. He shuddered at the thought.

Katniss had gone to get supplies for her and Peeta and a lunatic had gotten mad a small defenseless child for asking him for a bit of food. Katniss had seen this all too many times and chose to intervene, which ended all too badly for her. Turning his attention to Katniss, the lunatic began to beat her, and continued to do so until she was a bloody heap on the ground. The child had run away long ago, not going to get help for his heroin. It had been Primrose who came to break the unbearable news. Primrose had also told Gale Hawthorne, who came back from District 2 in order to help out. He had moved in with Peeta after his state become apparent. Gale made sure that Peeta ate and showered and kept up good health. But other than that Gale couldn't do much.

Until he couldn't handle it anymore. "PEETA MELLARK. You've been laying there for a MONTH! Mourning the loss of your wife..." Peeta cringed, "is understandable. But you need to function. You're pissed. You hate the world. I know. But you need to get up!" Gale softened his tone as he continued, "I miss her too, but probably not as much as you. I knew her well enough to know she would not want me to leave you like this for this long. Come on. Get up. We're going to drink this," holding up a bottle of whiskey.

Peeta snorted at this. "Gale, if anything I'm depressed and you're telling me to drink? Dumbest thing I've ever heard."

"Yeah, well last time you were drunk you were a blast. And I'm sure there is still some happy left in you that booze can find. Get up. Come on, sit." Gale took the two glasses he brought and poured them and handed one to Peeta. "cheers." and gale downed his.

Peeta watched Gale uncertainly and turned to his glass. "Well here goes nothing," he muttered just before downing his glass.

After finishing the bottle, the two men were giggling like little school girls. "You didn't even give her- a chance to chose! You just left to district- two to do whatever you went to- do!" Peeta managed to hiccup at gale.

"Well you- were good enough for her- so- I thought she was - safe."

"Well- if I had to- chose- I'd chose- you Gale Hawthorne." Peeta's words were slurring so horrendously Gale looked confused and smacked Peeta.

"Use your- big boy words- Bread Boy."

"I think you're- pretty Gale- Kiss me- fool!" Peeta pressed his lips out like a fish waiting for the larger boy to return the affection.

"Peeta- you're freaking- drunk. You're freak-ing crazy!" Nevertheless Gale still leaned in and kissed the blond in a passionate drunk slobber. Peeta kissed back eagerly dropping his glass to the floor and wrapping his hands around Gale's neck. They continued to kiss with their tongues exploring each other's mouth, both heavily moaning, and their hands running all over each other. Gale pulled away, panting, "What- the hell are we- doing?"

Peeta shrugged and moved in for more, straddling Gale, which added friction to Gale's already hardening cock, and took his shirt off. Peeta stopped momentarily in drunken awe as he absorbed the sight of Gale's perfectly sculpted body decorated with scars from hunting. A gasp of surprise was all that escaped Peeta's lips as Gale kissed him roughly. They continued to devour and undress each other. Finally the two were completely naked and rock hard. As Peeta stroked Gale's member, Gale shivered in pleasure, bucking his hips towards Peeta.

Peeta took two fingers and ran them across Gale's lips before having him lick them until they were dripping with saliva. Taking his dripping fingers he teased Gale's entrance before putting in a single finger. He twisted it and began to move his finger in and out. Gale arched his back at the shock of the feeling and winced in pain. Peeta was much too distracted with the task at hand as he added another finger to notice that Gale was in pain. He finally noticed when Gale yelped in pain and grabbed Peeta's shoulders. "What the hell are you doing?" He managed to gasp out.

"I need to do this to stretch you out, silly!" Peeta said as he added yet another finger. He continued to move his fingers around stretching him out. Peeta curled his fingers and hit a spot causing Gale to gasp in pleasure. "Hmmmm… you like that?" Peeta asked before he continued to hit that spot.

"Yes, yes, yes," Gale groaned as he shook in pleasure. Peeta took his fingers out and a disappointed grunt escaped Gale's lips, but was quickly silenced when Peeta moved in for a deep kiss. Peeta broke away and took his hand to his mouth to spit on it before covering his cock with the saliva as lubrication. Eyes full of lust, Gale said "Fuck me!" in a near growl.

Wasting no time Peeta thrust in. Gale threw his head back at the new feeling of pain. Peeta stopped before he was in all the way. Gale adjusted himself before nodding signaling Peeta to go on. Peeta thrust forward, more carefully, watching Gale for any hints of extreme pain. Peeta pulled back and thrust back in at a slightly different angle hitting Gale in his sweet spot again making him cry out. Peeta continued to hit the spot perfectly and Gale could barely manage shallows gasps for air. Gale felt an excess of pressure building up in his groin. With a loud cry Gale came all over Peeta's chest and his own. Captivated by the site, Peeta came with a growl inside Gale. Peeta fell to the side of Gale, his dick coming out of Gale with a squishy pop! Gale put his arm over Peeta's waist and they both fell asleep.