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A/N: Belated entry for day 6 (mirrors) of snowbaird smut week, run 2. Enjoy.

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Synopsis: After a year in District 12, Coriolanus and Lucy Gray return to the Capitol.

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Lucy Gray stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom she shared with Coriolanus and took a good look at herself, not for the first time that morning. She wore a knee length silk dress, which looked very becoming on her. It also matched what Coriolanus was wearing that day and was fitting for a new citizen of the Capitol, which she was now. As of a week ago.

It had taken over a year for Coriolanus to argue with Dr. Gaul about the benefits of a Victor being able to live where they chose. He’d be vigilant and worked the part of the peacekeeper during that time, seeing Lucy Gray when he could in their stolen moments. And while in the beginning, she was adamant about staying in District 12, the deeper she fell in love with Coriolanus the more she realized that one day she would want to marry and have children with him, and she wouldn’t be able to bear it if one of their children might be subject to being reaped in the Games.

The safest place to live was clearly the Capitol. And while Dr. Gaul was a force to be reckoned with and not easily won over, the people there remembered Lucy Gray fondly for her musical talent and bravery and vigilance in the games, and in the end, it was the will of the people and those in power above Gaul that worked in Coriolanus’s favor.

He was ecstatic the day the news came granting Lucy Gray permanent residence in the Capitol. And while she was sad to leave her Covey, Lucy Gray was excited too. How could she not be? The Capitol meant safety and security, even if she had to endure the presence of the Games once a year, at least she would no longer be a part of them, and neither would their children.

But learning she would live in the Capitol and actually living there were two different things entirely. She’d wanted to bring some things from home with her, but Coriolanus assured her she wouldn’t need anything. All that she needed would already be in the Capitol waiting for her. She was stubborn though and insisted on at least bringing her guitar. She would not give up her singing career once she was there to be a housewife and a stay-at-home mother. And her eyes were so sharp when she told him so that he didn’t argue.

On arrival though, he immediately got her a slew of new clothes to wear. And of course they looked nothing like she was used to wearing. Coriolanus was so excited for her that she couldn’t bring herself to say she didn’t like it at all, because how could she say she didn’t like something that was supposed to fit her so flawlessly in this new life? Especially when her boyfriend, whom she loved deeply, thought they were perfect for her?

Normally she was very outspoken, but in this she tried her best to hide her true feelings. And it was only on this day, a week after their arrival to the Capitol, when Coriolanus caught her staring at herself that he realized maybe he might have blundered.

Instead of saying, “You look beautiful,” as he had every day since she’d gotten her new wardrobe and was seen trying them on in the mirror, he said something totally unexpected that made Lucy Gray feel like she’d been caught red-handed.

“You hate it.”

Her eyes bulged, and she looked up at him where he stood in the hallway staring at her, resigned.

“I-I don’t hate it,” she denied. “What makes you say that?”

Coriolanus walked towards her and came to stand behind her, so they were both reflected in the mirror.

“Maybe the permanent frown on your face?”

She tried not to, but her frown deepened, and he sighed.

“Corio-”

“Don’t bother. I’ve been blind. I should’ve seen from that very first dress that you wanted nothing to do with it.”

Her shoulders slumped.

“I didn’t want to disappoint you,” she confessed. “You were so happy.”

“And so you lied to me? I thought we both agreed trust is everything in a relationship, more important even than love? And that we could trust each other. That I could trust you.”

“You can!” she defended, turning around to face him and placing her hands on his solid chest, the silk vest just beneath it begging to be torn off. “It’s just a dress, Coriolanus. And it’s only been a week. I’ll adjust.”

“I don’t want you to have to adjust.” His lips twisted ruefully, and he turned her back around. “I want you to love what you’re wearing. I want you to feel comfortable in your own skin.”

“It’s just not me,” she confessed. “It’s too fine. I’m not fitted for fine things, even if everyone around me is.”

“But you are,” he encouraged, slipping his arms around her waist and spreading his palm across her torso. “You belong to a Snow.”

She smiled faintly.

“And the Snows are practically royalty here. Especially with the Plinth Prize now in my grasp. We can live as we were meant to before our wealth was stolen from us, and that includes you now Lucy Gray.”

“I know how important it is to you that I fit in, Coriolanus. I don’t want to be looked down upon as the district girl who got lucky either.”

“You’re not.” He frowned. “You’re the Victor.”

“But at heart, I am a district girl. And even if I stick out like a sore thumb-”

“Lucy Gray-”

“I’d like to be able to wear what I’m used to. Or at least…something similar.”

His jaw clenched, but then he nodded and his face fell to her neck, tipping her head sideways so he could lay delicate kisses there.

“I suppose I could talk to Tigris. Maybe we could get the two of you some fabric and get some custom-made clothes that would suit your style more.”

She lifted her head and her eyes lit up.

“Really?” She spun around. “You’d do that for me.”

He chuckled and lifted her hands to his lips.

“I’d do anything for you.”

“Even deny your own pride?” She raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t think you capable.”

He spun her back around and started to unzip her dress.

“Oh, no one’s denying me anything, Lucy Gray.” He swept her long hair over her shoulder. Then he kissed the spot of skin in the middle of her back as the zipper continued to descend. “You and I will still look magnificent together.”

“We will?”

“Of course.”

The dress dropped to the floor, and all that remained was the slip of fabric intended for her underwear. Lucy Gray took the opportunity and shred the fabric from her bottom as soon as Coriolanus stepped aside to close the door. She was leaning down to unstrap her heels when he returned, but the sight of her perky bottom in the air as she did so was too arousing to ignore.

“Leave them.”

And so, she stood slowly and looked at him over her shoulder.

“Shall we go to the bed then?”

He smirked and shook his head, slipping out of his vest and unbuttoning his shirt. When both were tossed to the floor, he came up behind her and fixed her gaze on the mirror.

“I want to do it here.”

“In front of the mirror?” Her eyes widened, and he nodded.

“Yes.”

He kissed the side of her neck as his hands encircled her waist and then moved up to cup her breasts. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she moaned, her teeth coming down to bite her bottom lip as she felt his cock twitching inside his pants, hard against her ass.

“Open your eyes,” he ordered, and she did, surprised by how erotic the two of them looked in their reflection.

“Oh, wow.”

He smirked.

“I like you best like this.”

“Naked?” she asked, amused.

“Naked and in my arms,” he corrected, then nuzzled the side of her face before whispering into her ear, “Now take me.”

Her breath caught in her throat, but she knew what he meant. Feeling around to her back, she found the zipper on his pants and lowered it.

He groaned as she pulled his cock free from its constraints and started to pump him behind her back.

“Bet you wish my mouth was on you right about now,” she teased, and he whimpered, making her laugh. “It can be. Just say the word.”

“I want your eyes on us in the mirror,” he complained, huffing a bit.

“Seems like you didn’t think this through then.”

“Enough,” he rasped, hard as a rock now. “Watch us.” He gulped then. “Touch yourself.”

And so she did. Snaking her fingers down her stomach to the crux of her thighs. She moved by sense of touch alone to get to where she needed, so she could watch Coriolanus’s eyes as they widened, and his pupils as they dilated with every inch that her fingers crept down.

They slipped between her wet folds and sought out her clit, and Coriolanus moaned the same moment she gasped. As if he could feel it too, though his hands were still firmly cupping her breasts, his thumbs moving over her nipples to harden then into rocky peaks.

His cock moved against her ass between each cheek, giving him some friction, and Lucy Gray almost drew blood with how hard she was biting down on her lip.

There were so many things Coriolanus wanted to say, mainly about how beautiful and intoxicating she was, but he was rendered speechless at the sight of her, watching as she worked her clit in swift  circles, her middle finger darting in and out of the folds as she sought to bring some pleasure to that spot deep inside her.

“Lean forward,” he said at last, his voice low and gravelly.

And she did as he asked, bracing one hand on the side of the mirror for stability but leaving the other securely inside her, waiting. She knew what was coming.

“Come find me,” she whispered.

And he groaned, releasing his grip on her breasts to kiss her left shoulder and then position his cock at her entrance, gripping her hips firmly in his large hands. He pressed forward, meeting her middle finger in her channel and feeling her guide his cock further inside, stroking his base until he was fully inside her and then gripping the other side of the mirror, preparing for the insanity that was to come next.

“Fuck me.”

Her eyes on his in the mirror as she said it, he couldn’t resist. He watched her as her body lurched forward at each thrust, marveling at how she keeps her eyes open and trained on his. Meanwhile, he cannot help but let his eyes wander, from where their bodies are joined to the gentle swing of her breasts, to her long hair splaying out over her body, whisps of bangs dangling over her eyes. She’s mesmerizing, and he can’t get enough of her.

His speed increased, and she cried out for more, for a sensation she couldn’t describe. She started pushing back against him, rubbing back, creating more friction for both of them, and then her fingers are turning white around the frame of the mirror with how much she’s fighting to not just topple over in her higher than high heels.

“Coriolanus,” she warned.

But he’s so, so close, his eyes squeezed shut now, and he can’t stop.

“Unggh…unggggh…ahhhh!”

And then he pulled free of her, spurting his seed onto her lower back and watching as it drips over her right ass cheek, feeling the arousal stirring in him again already.

“Lucy Gray,” he said breathlessly. “If only you could see what I-”

“I think I can imagine it,” she mused, smiling. “But if you could…?” She looked down at her wobbling knees. “I’m about to fall over.”

“Oh, of course.”

He picked her up bridal-style and carried her over to the side of the bed, wiping his stain from her as he tucks her in, then circles around to climb in after her after shedding his pants and shoes.

“I guess we’re staying in bed today,” she mused, smiling to herself, and he laughed.

“For a while, at least. We have to let Tigris know about your new wardrobe plans.”

“Mmm. Maybe tomorrow. I can stay naked till then.”

His eyes darkened, even as hers were alight with teases.

“Don’t tease me, Lucy Gray.”

“Or what?” she teased.

And he shifted closer.

“Or I may stay naked too.”

“Nothing wrong with that.” She moved so she was laying on top of him, the covers falling to the way side as her heels kicked up in the air.

“Mmm.”

He cupped one ass cheek and kissed the curve of her breast.

“Nothing wrong with that indeed.”

Reminder to anyone who might want to participate to the Valentine event, you still have until the 29th to fill one (or several) of the prompts!! 🥰 (late entries are accepted as well)

Hi, we’re not the one who sent the ask but we are in charge of the upcoming event! It’s a Valentine event with the following prompts, and all medias are allowed so no worries on that front! 🫶

Hello! I saw that you made some picture edits for distritct 3 and 4 and its so creative. If you're open to it can you make one for Coriolanus and Lucy Gray there is also a event for snowbaird coming up so you can submit it to that. Only if you like the pairing! No worries if not~

hey thanks! sure I can try but what kind of edit do you mean? like a mockup or a moodboard or anything else? also what event is that? not sure it'll be allowed if it's a fanfic event

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Day 6: song

Tonight, tonight won't be just any night.

Tonight, there will be no morning star…

Tonight, tonight I'll see my love tonight.

And for us, stars will stop where they are…

Today, the minutes seem like hours

The hours go so slowly and still, the sky is light…

Oh moon, grow bright and make this endless day,

endless night

Song lyrics — West Side Story 2021, “Quartet”.

I didn't make arts to the challenge on time, cause, to be honest, I drew all arts for lectures before exams, but I’ll definitely finish this.

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