There is a very fun little writing challenge right now on tumblr, called 'Dirty December'. I recommend heading over there and checking all the stories out. Here is my submission for week three, I posted it here because I borrowed the Evolution universe and thought that if there was anyone still following the story you guys might enjoy this! Please note that the subject matter is extremely mature.

Peeta wasn't sure what compelled him to send Katniss the package he did. It may have been the things she mentioned in their phone conversations, or how sometimes she wouldn't text him right back or pick up her phone (only to call him immediately). The times that this happened were always late at night and he knew that she was most likely home, by herself. She liked to do her reading for classes the following day right before going to sleep. Peeta had a sneaking suspicion she was touching herself and if this was the case he wasn't sure why she didn't just tell him. He missed her incredibly, and most nights he was too beat up to even consider the physical exertion of jerking off. He thought about it though, often, what Katniss did to herself without him there.

Training camp was terrible. He couldn't believe he hadn't been cut yet. It was clear that he was really just there for the other, bigger, more talented athletes to take out their frustration on in practice. Slowly the number of guys he came in with began to dwindle. His agent, some asshole by the name of Abernathy, assured him that this was a good thing, but really it just left Peeta wondering if he was cut out to play at this level.

Thoughts of Katniss and making a life together kept him sane. Peeta missed her like crazy and really wanted to send her something that would ensure that she was thinking about him as much as he was thinking about her. He knew what he wanted to send her and that she didn't have one already, but going to a store to purchase a toy for his girlfriend was out of the question. The thought alone was just entirely too embarrassing for Peeta. He spent hours internet shopping and conducting mortifying Google searches, and in the end he was pretty proud of the purchase he had made.

"You've got a package." Madge greeted Katniss as she walked in the front door. "I sat it on the kitchen counter."

Katniss walked into the kitchen and was greeted by a plain brown box. It wasn't very big and lacked a return address. The only people who ever sent her packages were Prim and Peeta, but this was out of sorts for either of them. "I wonder who this is from?" Her question was posed loudly, hoping to get some feedback from her roommate.

Soon, Madge joined her in the kitchen with a pair of scissors. "Let's find out."

As soon as the box was open, Katniss immediately regretted drawing Madge's attention. Nestled in between packing paper and a receipt was a sleek, black vibrator with a curved end. Her eyes widened and she immediately tried to close the box before Madge glimpsed the goods inside. I'm going to kill Peeta. Color immediately flooded her cheeks, mortified at what her roommate had seen.

"Oh, that's a nice one!" Madge reached for the box, "Perfect for hitting the g-spot. You were holding out on me Everdeen, I had no clue you and Peeta were into toys."

"Madge!" Katniss blushed, her cheeks hot with embarrassment, "We are not into toys, for fuck's sake! I have no clue why Peeta would send this…once I figure out where it came from I'm sending it right back."

Madge rolled her eyes and turned the box over checking for battery specifications, "I don't even buy the prude act anymore, Katniss. Keep it, use it, love it. There are batteries in the drawer that will fit."

Katniss grabbed the box and shoved it back in the packing one, as she stalked off acting completely infuriated, when in reality she was actually very curious as to how the vibrator worked.

The weeks had passed slowly, and eventually the day came when there were no longer slips being left in lockers, and Peeta had officially earned a spot on the practice squad. He wouldn't soon be playing actual games in the NFL, but the pay-off was nice- better than he could have hoped for really. He anticipated the day he could leave football completely behind him, make a nice life for he and Katniss, and this was a good means to getting there sooner, rather than later. It was still pretty early when his dad and Katniss picked him up at the airport, and he wished his dad stayed at home, because he really wanted Katniss naked as soon as possible.

He got his chance soon enough, Mr. Mellark had to get back to the bakery so it wasn't long before Peeta and Katniss were undressing each other hurriedly in Katniss's bedroom. "I missed you so much." he breathed against the skin of her neck as his tongue traced circles around the crease of her clavicle.

Katniss moaned lightly, her fingernails digging into the flesh of Peeta's side tracing the hard lines of muscle there, "Is that why you sent that ridiculous package?"

He pulled back from her neck, looking her in the eyes, "Are you trying to tell me you didn't like your present?" Peeta noticed the way Katniss diverted her eyes from his while biting her lip slightly. He realized that she had used it, and according to the blush on her cheeks, she had liked it quite a bit. "Where's it at, show me?"

"Peeta," Katniss demurred, unsure if he just wanted to see the vibrator, or see her use it. They had been having sex for so long it shocked her that a request like this could make her nervous, but it did.

After a few times of using the vibrator she had finally gotten brave enough to use it like the instructions directed, so she inserted it. The resulting orgasm had left her seeing black spots for minutes afterwards, but it came with an unfortunate side effect- a large gush of fluid that left such a gigantic wet spot on her sheets that Katniss was afraid she had peed herself from being so relaxed. It hadn't stopped her from trying again though, as the thought of the mind numbing orgasm was enough to make her thighs clench. By the time that Peeta had returned home she was well practiced with the vibrator.

"You don't want to see that Peeta, let's make love instead, okay?" She really wanted nothing more than to have Peeta moving inside her again. However, there was a small part of her that was thrilled at the idea of using the toy in front of him. If it weren't for the gushing fluid she would have admitted to this. Katniss just didn't know what to think of her body's reaction to the vibrator, and she worried that Peeta would find it gross.

"Why can't we do both? We've got an entire weekend, and we never have to leave this room." Peeta's voice was heavy with lust, the idea of Katniss touching herself, fucking herself with the toy in his absence made him painfully hard.

He needed to see it.

"Um, okay." Katniss walked over to her dresser, pushing socks and underwear to the side as she reached all the way to the very back and pulled the vibrator out. She walked over and sat it on the bed, looking at Peeta expectantly.

"Pretend I'm not here, do what you would do when you were missing me." He pulled her desk chair to the edge of the bed. "It was me you were thinking about, wasn't it?"

Katniss bit her lip hard, and nodded, "Of course, Peeta." She slipped out of her shorts and underwear then crawled onto the bed, empowered by the sight of Peeta's hand lazily working his index finger up and down the obvious rigid length visible through his pants.

"God, you are so fucking beautiful. Are you wet yet, Katniss?"

She lay down on the bed, head and shoulders propped up on pillows, with her legs slightly spread and slipped a finger down between her legs. "I am."

Peeta swallowed heavily at the sight of her petite fingers as they slowly parted her slit and sought the moisture slipping from her entrance, "Spread your legs wider." Katniss let her legs drop completely open at her sides, and Peeta moved the chair around to the front side of the bed so that he would be right in front of her spread legs. "Take your top off…Oh fuck." His voice trembled as she complied with his demands, stripping the shirt and bra from her body. "What did you think about?"

"I thought about you… about you licking me." Katniss slipped her middle finger inside her and quickly withdrew it, spreading her arousal around her clit. "I thought about your cock a lot. How big you are. How full you make me. How hard you make me come." She noticed that Peeta's hand had made its way into his pants, the slow rising motion in the front of his sweats letting her know that he was stroking himself now.

Peeta watched carefully as Katniss circled her clit over and over. She was so wet he could see it, and her skin was flushed a bright red. He thought about joining her on the bed until she reached for the vibrator, turning it on. He watched as she rubbed it all around covering it with the silky fluid that slipped from her, "I would get myself really wet and hot thinking about you until I just couldn't stand it, then I would turn this on and direct it right here." He watched as she pressed the vibrator against her clit, it emitted a low hum, and Katniss moaned loudly at the contact. Peeta slipped his pants down his hips, freeing his cock and began to stroke himself eagerly as he watched.

"Would you make yourself come then?" He asked as his hand moved up and down his length in a steady, increasing pace.

Katniss pushed herself up on one elbow and eagerly watched Peeta's strong hand slip back and forth over his thick, hard cock. Her legs trembled in anticipation, it wouldn't be long now, "I would, I would make myself come real quick, getting ready for what I was planning next."

Peeta stilled his hand on his cock, "What were you planning next?" He asked completely mesmerized as Katniss rode out an apparent orgasm in front of him. She never removed the vibrator from her clit, but fell back on the bed, eyes shut, panting his name. "Katniss?"

Finally, she propped herself back up and looked at him, noticing that he had stopped touching himself, "Do you really want to see?" The vibrator was still emitting a low buzz, and Katniss held it loosely against herself, never moving it.

"More than anything, Katniss. What did you do next?" Peeta's hand found his cock again, stroking a lot slower than he wanted, but he wanted to watch whatever it was that she did next closely.

"Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you…" Katniss seemed nervous as she admitted this, but she never broke eye contact with Peeta as she slowly slid the vibrator deep inside of her. She slid it all the way until there was just a tiny amount of the black plastic visible. Peeta grasped his cock hard, relying on the pain to prevent the inevitable. Seeing the toy completely filling her was almost more than he could take, her eyes were screwed shut, chest heaving, knees shaking as she held it there.

Peeta held his breath and watched as she slowly eased the vibrator almost fully out and then plunged deep back into her again, "I would fuck myself with it just a little, but this doesn't make me come. I liked to pretend it was your cock filling me."

He was nervous to ask, and he could feel his heart beat in his cock as he held onto it tightly, not stroking for fear of blowing his load right here, "What would make you come then?"

Katniss didn't answer him, instead she slipped the vibrator out until it was a little less than halfway in her, she adjusted the dial and tilted her hips down. The black toy rested against the bed and was held firmly in place. Peeta could tell that this was something that she had enjoyed often, because her fingers moved quickly, there was no fumbling. The vibrator was humming faster now and without her telling him, Peeta knew that she had increased the speed.

Her breathing increased to an erratic huffing and panting that pushed from her as her body quaked from the vibration inside. Peeta eagerly stroked himself as he watched this, pumping his cock hard, his tip glistening with what was to come.

When Katniss's fingers found her clit and started to rub, she started to whine. The sound was one like he had never heard from her before and was entirely too much for him to take. Peeta came all over his hand in hot, heavy, wet spurts, but he never took his eyes off of her. He had never seen her wound as tight as she was before, and the whine coming from her throat was beautiful and new.

Then without warning, she tilted her hips, the vibrator slipping out of her and a gush of fluid followed. Peeta was dumbstruck, Katniss had just literally come all over the place, the fluid still trickling from her as her body dropped to the bed in a puddle of spent, sweaty limbs. Katniss laid there longer than she intended, riding out the sensations. She vaguely registered when Peeta's body dropped beside her on the bed gathering her up in his arms.

"That was incredible, possibly the most wonderful thing I've ever seen." Peeta couldn't believe her body was capable of something so insanely arousing. He was overcome with the desire to be the one to make her do that, "Do you think that I can make that happen?" He asked, blue eyes earnest with the want to please her.

Katniss felt like she should be ashamed, but she wasn't.

Peeta seemed impressed, and more than anything she hoped that he would be able to make her do that, "Let's take a nap first, and then we can try." She promised with a lazy, sated smile on her face.