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Just before ao3 goes down... I posted the first story for the Snowbaird smut week (I am laaaaate I know).

Prompt: virginity

Enjoy! 🥰

Mockingjay's screams

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Hello snowbaird fans!! Summer is coming up; which means it’s time for a second edition of our Snowbaird smut week!

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district 13 au

2024snowbairdAUfest

Mirror sex is here! 🔥🔥🔥 I'm late even for the second turn of the Snowbaird smut week, but I am almost here 😂 only one chapter left after this! Also... Plot u.ù

Mockingjay's screams

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Two weeks until the first run of the AU fest event!!!

Another day another prompt 💃

Snowbaird Valentine Event

This is the first story in chronological order! I am super excited to post. It's more heavy then the others, but, oh well...

As usual thank to @snowbaird-events and @burntblueberrywaffles and all the discord snowbaird server 🥰

6. Rainbow

He remembers it as if only one day had passed.

The slow search in the forest, the rifle weighing in his arms, the growing concern for Lucy Gray who did not answer his call. The orange shawl on a bramble, dirty and abandoned; the terror that paralyzed him and then the pain of the snake bite.

And then his head, which split in half.

Kneeling on the hard ground of the forest, looking at the wound on his arm, time stretched on and on. The damn birds began to sing. The terror that Lucy Gray is lost or hurt is swept away by the burning sensation of betrayal; the rain falls and he feels it like bullets on his head, on his body. 

"Lucy Gray!" a scream filled with frustration as rejection takes hold of him, as it paralyzes him, as he cannot believe that, that she, that....

And, then, two arms wrap around him.

"I'm here," Lucy Gray murmurs, her head resting on his back, "I'm here, Coriolanus. It is not poisonous. It's not poisonous, I swear."

Coriolanus does not know whether it is reality or a dream - a nightmare - and he crumples in on himself, grabs his head. He closes his eyes and the world is a kaleidoscope; he is in a house of mirrors, where Lucy Gray's songs bounce and taunt him, where those damned birds do not stop tormenting him. He sees them, even with his eyes closed. He sees their beaks now pointed, their little legs full of deadly claws.

"Make them stop" he sobs, as he cries in agony "Make them stop".

The only foothold he has with reality is the grip of Lucy Gray's arms on his waist. She anchors him, holds him still, shuts off all excess as he feels himself dying inside little by little, as betrayal mingles with rejection and finally pain.

As he turns back, slowly, one labored step at a time.

She, who is singing, perhaps to try to console him, perhaps to stem the enormous panic attack that has pervaded him, stops. The Mockingjays echo her notes for the last time and then the forest fades away; only the sound of rain remains.

Coriolanus calms down. Slowly, as the minutes tick by, he comes to recognise what is tangible and what is not. The grip on his waist. The weight of Lucy Gray on his back.

Real or not real?

With difficulty he pulls his fingers away from his head, frees his ears from the hands he had pressed against them, in an attempt to turn off any noise - real or imaginary. He opens his eyes. He straightens his back, one painful inch at a time.

He turns around, inhaling at the top of his lungs.

And she is there.

Lucy Gray is there. She's still holding him by the waist but she's flinched, to be seen.

"Forgive me" she tells him, the tears on her face mingling with the rain "I was afraid".

Coriolanus bursts into tears again and holds her in his arms. Lucy Gray caresses him, comforts him. She no longer sings, does not allow the birds to imitate her, to torture him again. She merely waits for him to vent everything with tears, until Coriolanus feels drained and without strength.

Eventually, they break away. They stand up. Lucy Gray grabs the rifle and Coriolanus grabs the shawl. They hold each other's hand.

They walk back to the hut by the lake.

The rain slows down and, by the time they arrive, it has disappeared completely. They sit on the shore of the lake, indifferent to the wetness. They are already soaked from head to toe.

Lucy Gray puts the gun down behind her and takes the shawl from his hands; she drapes it around her shoulders again. She smiles, but her eyes are still sad.

"You lied to me, Coriolanus" she tells him, neutral, without accusing him "And then I saw it. I saw, in your eyes, when we found the weapons, that you were thinking of leaving me."

Coriolanus has no excuse. What Lucy Gray is telling him is true.

He turns his face away, stares at the horizon, for he does not have the courage to look her in the face.

"... I was lying to myself" he whispers finally "Because if I say it, I must also admit that it is true".

Lucy Gray sighs.

"Sejanus?"

Coriolanus nods.

"I thought his father saved him" he finally admits "I tried to save him. They denied me the call" he turns again to look at her "I swear, Lucy Gray" he concludes, fiery.

Because it is the truth. It is the truth and also the only way he can live with himself now.

Lucy Gray caresses his cheek and smiles. She is still sad. There is still the second unfinished business between them.

"You are not made for this life, Coriolanus."

Coriolanus closes his eyes and leans against her hand. He inhales deeply, and then turns back to the horizon.

The rainbow has sprung up.

"We'll make it work," he replies, his mind back to work - healthy again, ready to look for the best way out.

"How?" asks Lucy Gray.

Coriolanus begins to speak, staring at the rainbow. The serenity after the rain. The promise of a thousand colors.

Lucy Gray, his girlfriend.

Whom he plans to save, paying any price.

***

At the base no one noticed his little outing that morning. The nurse to whom he shows his arm reassures him that the bite is not poisonous, and that it is normal for snakes to come out of their lair during the rain.

Coriolanus faces his last days as a Peacekeeper in District Twelve, before being transferred. The searches are still going on; Mayor Lipp is still inconsolable, wracked with grief - he is still staring at the Covey house, eyes out of their sockets, looking for a culprit he will not find. The weapons are safe at the bottom of the lake. Lucy Gray stands guard over their grave, waiting for the all-clear.

Coriolanus searches the Coveys' wretched house under the watchful eye of the mayor and manages to tell Barb Azure in half a voice where Lucy Gray is and why she is there. The house is clean. The Peacekeepers continue their tour.

And, finally, they arrive at the mayor's house. Coriolanus did not even have to make an effort to get the general to accept his suggestion. "It's obvious the mayor didn't kill his daughter, but wouldn't it be a smart move for the Rebels to hide the weapons in the one place we'll never check?" The search is approved. Coriolanus slips into the kitchen with an excuse.

He recognised the signs, in the pallor of Mayor Lipp's face, in his bloodshot eyes, in his never-quenched anger. He has spent a lifetime behind Professor Sickle's skirts, he can tell when a person has decided to drown their pain in a bottle. And slipping white powder - rat poison - into the half-open bottle in the kitchen is child's play.

The next day he will be in District Two. Less than a week and Lipp will already be dead.

Lucy Gray will be able to go home.

***

Things went better than expected.

Coriolanus wasn't sent to Two, but he went home. He won the Plinth Prize and Dr Gaul has taken him under her wing. He'll pretend to follow her and her beliefs to exploit her connection with President Ravinstill and, then, when he's sure of his role in society - Coriolanus Snow, future president of Panem - he'll end the charade and get rid of her too.

Meanwhile, he just took care of old Dean Highbottom. That was personal, of course, but still related to Lucy Gray. If he hadn't sent her home, if he hadn't expelled him and forced him to join the Peacekeepers... If, if, if.

He risked losing her. His Lucy Gray, his precious songbird.

He risked losing her in more ways than one - he doesn't like to think about it, he doesn't want to admit it even to himself, but Coriolanus knows that as his head cracked, if Lucy Gray hadn't been ready to grab hold of him and keep him grounded in reality, he would have risked stepping beyond the insane and the unforgivable.

For this, Highbottom deserved to die.

That is why Coriolanus knows that, from now on, he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. Without any more qualms; without any more moral restraint.

Coriolanus walks the streets of Capitol City, hugging himself in his red coat to counter the air that has become crisp. Dawn has dawned a few hours ago, but it has rained during the night, and the winter sun has failed to chase away the moisture that now seeps into his bones.

He reaches the huge roundabout before the Corso, imagining the Dean writhing as the poison-corrected Morphamine takes effect, and suddenly he sees it: behind the Statue of Justice a rainbow rips through the sky, filling it with hope.

Coriolanus smiles. He thinks about how Dr Gaul approved not only his Victory Tour project, but also his request to have Lucy Gray move to the capital, and then perhaps the Coveys, the following year. What better way to introduce Panem to its Victor than to have her seen happy and surrounded by the loved ones she risked losing in the Hunger Games? Hope, mixed with the pain of remembering those who did not survive. Bread with which to nourish Panem and its Districts, in a way that is congenial to his Mentor and at the same time allows him to hold on to his Lucy Gray.

“Of course I will take care of everything,” recalls the conversation with Dr Gaul “Lucy Gray and the Coveys will be my welcome guests. Pluribus Bell has offered its club to allow them to practice and perform for curious citizens. Don't worry, I have everything under control”.

Control.

Gaul's favorite word, the sure way to gain her approval.

Wonderful as the rainbow after the rain; Lucy Gray and her colors, which he will see again in a few days.

Wait for me, my love , he thinks, eager to fulfill the promise he made to her on the shores of the lake, I will come for you.

And then nothing will be able to separate us any more.

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Bind Me to You - 1/1 | snowbaird fanfiction

A/N: Written for day 3 of Snowbaird Smut Week 2024, run 2. LG handcuffs Coryo to the bed during their honeymoon! Hehe.

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Synopsis: Lucy Gray takes control during her honeymoon to Coriolanus Snow.

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“I’ve been wanting to do this since we were together in 12, but we rarely had a bed available to us, and even less so one we could handcuff to.”

“Did you say handcuff?”

Click.

It was their honeymoon, day 2.

Day one was sweet and magical and gentle – well, as gentle as lovemaking could be when you had Coriolanus as your husband, and he wanted nothing more than to ravage the living daylights out of you. He still had some of that Peacekeeper in him, and that Peacekeeper was a wild animal.

Lucy Gray didn’t mind. She could be equally untamed and even venomous when the lights were down in a bedroom with him.

They’d gone north of the Capitol for their time away, just about an hour away. Close enough that they could be called back if something dire were to happen with the Snow family back home, but far enough away that they could insist anything minor was not reason enough to return from their honeymoon.

They were staying in one of the Snow family’s previously abandoned cottages out on a lake. In recent years, as the Snows had regained their wealth and status just in time for the law to change for Lucy Gray to marry Coriolanus Snow, the cottage had been refurbished and was now in a luxurious state for the long-awaited honeymoon.

And here, on day two, Lucy Gray had planned to do something she’d never tried with anyone. She was going to blindfold and handcuff her dear husband to the bed at the cottage and make him beg for anything remotely sexual to be done to him throughout the evening.

She’d been extremely looking forward to it, and she was not going to back down no matter how much he demanded to be set loose.

Night one had been all about him taking control, something he rarely relinquished anyway. Night two would be all about her claiming him. And he liked the wild animal inside of her. She knew he did.

This was going to be fun.

“I’ve left a blindfold for you on the bed,” she’d said from the bathroom. “Strip down, put the blindfold on and lie back on the bed, Lover. I’ll be in in a minute.”

He smirked, enjoying how the district 12 in her always had a new pet name for him at the drop of a hat. He picked up the blindfold and smoothed his finger tips over the dark silk.

“You won’t even let me see you first?” he asked, craning his neck to see if he could catch sight of her in the cracked doorway. His mind was entirely focused on which of the many sets of lingerie he’d gifted her with the night before. The black lacey one with the matching silk gloves was particularly on his mind.

The door closed, and her voice was muffled when she responded.

“The blindfold won’t be on long,” she promised him, and he chuckled, shaking his head.

He did as he was told though and got undressed. Then he put the blindfold on and plopped down on the bed, scooting back until his head was on the plush pillows at the head of the bed.

He heard the door open a few moments later and felt her presence when she walked into the room. His adam’s apple bobbed in anticipation, and Lucy Gray smirked to herself.

That was when she informed him of how she’d wanted to do this for quite some time, since their time in 12 in fact, which had been over a year ago. His confusion was short lived as soon as he heard the sound of the handcuff clicking around his wrist. And when he tried to tug on it to free himself, he found it was chained to the bed.

“Lucy Gray,” he warned, at first not liking being so restrained, especially when she did the same thing to his other wrist, despite his attempts to prevent it.

“Relax,” she said, after a quiet chuckle. “You’ll like this, I promise.”

“I-”

But he was silenced by the feel of her straddling his hips and then her leaning forward and capturing his lips with her own.

“Mm,” he moaned softly, and she smirked.

“See, told you.”

“You’re wearing the lacey lingerie?” he asked, able to tell by the brush of it on his thighs.

“I am,” she confirmed.

“Let me see it,” he whined, and she chuckled again.

“Patience, dear one. All in good time.”

She patted his chest, then drew her nails down it from collar bone to torso, dipping her finger tips into the lines of his abs, still defined from his continued workouts even after returning to the Capitol. He hadn’t planned on continuing them and keeping up his Peacekeeper physique. But he liked the way Lucy Gray looked at him when she saw his nude body and decided it was worth it to keep the muscle.

Lucy Gray replaced her nails with her mouth and started kissing her way down his chest next, pausing to nip at his nipples with her teeth and making him moan.

“Lucy Gray,” he whispered breathily.

She smirked.

“I’m here.”

Then her tongue ran over his abs, and she blew lightly over the wet spots, making him shiver as goosebumps covered his skin.

As she inched down his body, her hair trailing over him, Coriolanus grew impatient, especially when he could feel her breath on his cock, hovering.

“Okay, take it off. Take off the blindfold. I want to see you when y-”

But Lucy Gray wasn’t listening. She kissed his tip, then sucked it, and then propped his cock up to slowly take the length of him inside her mouth.

“Oh, god.”

Her tongue swirled around him, and he started to lift his hips up, seeking more of her wetness. She positioned herself directly above him though and forced his hips back down so he was pressed against the mattress as she started to bob her head up and down in repeated fast movements, the sucking sound driving him mad.

“Lucy Gray,” he whimpered.

And he could feel her smiling around him. She was enjoying this.

“Argh. Untie me.”

She dragged her mouth slowly free of him, then licked his fully erect length before closing her hand around it and pumping him quickly as she popped his balls one by one inside her mouth and swirled her tongue around them, dragging her teeth lightly on the tender skin until he hissed and raised his hips again. She pushed him down for the second time.

“Lucy Gray!”

She laughed and moved over his leg to where his head was laying on the pillows.

“Alright, alright. My goodness, you’re impatient.”

He huffed and moments later his blindfold was pulled free of his eyes, and he forgot all about his irritation.

She was a vision. Her hair falling around her shoulders, and the lingerie enhancing her cleavage and fitting to her curves flawlessly.

“Wow.”

She smiled.

“Okay, now the handcuffs,” he told her, but she shook her head, and he frowned. “What? Why?”

“Tonight, I’m in control.”

He pouted, and she was adorable, so she leaned down and captured his pretty, pink lips. She could feel the eagerness in him when he chased her lips even after she pulled away and moved down his body again.

Sighing, he fell back on the pillow and grumbled.

“You’ll regret this.”

“I don’t think so,” she said, kissing the tip of his cock again as she cradled it in her palm and started to pump it again.

His breathing grew more shallow as his chest rose and fell, and she could feel the arousal in him growing, could see it too as his cock grew more and more erect under her touch.

“I’m ready,” he said. “Fuck, I’m so ready.”

She smiled.

“Oh, I know.”

She licked two of her fingers and dipped them under the frilly, tiny skirt and pumped her own channel briefly, mesmerizing him. She hissed as her nails brushed across her clit, and when her fingers burst free, Coriolanus could see they’d become fully covered by her wetness.

“You’re ready too,” he said, his pupils dilating.

“Oh, yeah.”

She unhooked the back of the top of her lingerie, so he could see just how pointed her nipples had become, and he groaned, wanting to touch her so badly it hurt. His fingers wiggled in their restraints.

He was going mad, and she was living for it.

“Ride me, Lucy Gray.”

“What do you say?” she asked pointedly, straddling him but keeping her body just inches above his cock, so he couldn’t even feel her no matter how much he tried to raise his hips.

Her ankles held his legs down hard behind her, making it extremely difficult for him.

“Ugh. Ride me now.”

“That’s not very polite, Coriolanus,” she said, leaning down to kiss his chest again and lick a line up to his neck where she promptly sucked. “Where are your manners?”

“Fuck. You want me to beg?”

He was incredulous, but she took her time lifting her head, nipping at his nipples again.

“That’s exactly what I want.”

He groaned.

“Fine. Ride me…please.”

He looked disgusted with himself, but Lucy Gray was pleased beyond measure.

“That’s all you had to say.”

He rolled his eyes, but he was granted the pleasure of his life when she finally moved down his body and lowered herself onto his waiting cock.

“Ahh,” she cried out, her gentle hiss lost in Coriolanus’s moan.

She waited a moment, taking in the feel of his full hardness inside of her before she started to move seconds before he asked her to.

His lips parted, he breathed shakily as she moved up and down, increasing her speed and rolling her hips to grind more deeply against him.

“Fuck, Lucy Gray.”

“I’m trying to,” she said, her strained laugh emerging through the pleasure.

Then her secret desires burst through, despite all her careful planning. She was enjoying herself, for sure, and yet…

“I miss your hands on me,” she confessed.

“Unchain me!” he cried out, seeking the opening the second it appeared.

“Ugh. No. That’s not what I…”

He blew out a huff of frustration and forced his legs up, so he could fuck her from beneath. It wasn’t quite as successful with his hands not on her hips forcing her down onto his cock. It didn’t allow him to lift his head up enough to suck her breasts and latch onto the skin in the crook of her neck, but it was as close as he could manage.

“Ahhh.”

“You like that, Lucy Gray?” he teased her, and she wondered how he’d suddenly regained control when he was the one chained to the bed.

“Uh-huh,” she whined, falling forward on his chest, her hands splayed over his shoulders.

He managed to kiss the top of her head.

“I can do that and so much more… I can touch you, if you let me. Let me, Lucy Gray.” He paused a moment, then smiled to himself. “Please?”

She almost cried she was so desperate for his hands on her.

Reluctantly, she climbed off of him and disappeared into the bathroom.

“What are y-”

But then she re-emerged with the key between her fingertips. She came around to one hand and then circled the bed to the other. And the second he was free, he grabbed a hold of her waist and pinned her beneath him on the bed.

“You’ve been a very naughty girl, Mrs. Snow.”

She shivered at the use of her married name, her eyes wide.

“I think it’s time to punish you.”

“Punish me,” she ordered.

He groaned, the demand music to his ears.

He moved down her body again, kissing, licking, nipping, caressing every inch of her. When he reached her pussy, he dove in immediately, seeking out her clit and pumping three fingers up inside of her, so that she was clawing at him, shoving his face deeper inside her so he could barely breathe.

“Oh, fuck, oh, god.”

He moaned into her, enjoying her taste, and she could feel it, almost like a vibration coursing through her veins.

“So good. So good. Fucking god.”

And then she exploded, the ripples of her orgasm causing her to buck up against his mouth. Before they disappeared completely, he plunged his cock inside of her and thrust until he came undone, jerking off inside of her and grinding against her perfect body until she was completely filled with him.

Then he collapsed, and she held him to her, her arms and legs keeping him in place, so he couldn’t move.

“You can’t go anywhere,” she told him. “You’re mine.”

He smiled, exhausted, and with no intention other than to lay plastered against her skin.

“And you’re mine, Lucy Gray.” He kissed one breast then lifted his head to look into her eyes, curls falling over his forehead. “Always.”

I posted a fic for the Snowbaird Valentine's Day Event!

When I'm Pure Like a Dove, When I've Learned How to Love

Summary: Lucy Gray and Coriolanus bask in sunlight by the edge of the lake, enjoying each other's presence and calming each other's fears.

I used every prompt all in one lol.

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