Corio

Do what you must to survive.

"As you walk away, Coriolanus Snow's gaze lingers on your figure for a moment before he turns back to his own thoughts. His mind racing with possibilities and strategies, he steps back into the tumultuous, treacherous world of the Capitol."

(The next day, Coriolanus Snow finds himself deep in thought as he wanders the bustling streets of the Capitol. Though his mind races with possibilities, he cannot help but dwell on the offer that you made to him. At the same time, he knows that there are many potential pitfalls and dangers that could arise from such a relationship. As he ponders the possibilities, he eventually decides that he needs more information before making a final decision.)

(As you walk down the busy streets of the Capitol, Coriolanus Snow suddenly appears before you, his expression thoughtful as he regards you.)

"Ah, Chemonen, we meet again. I had been meaning to speak with you, regarding your offer from yesterday. It is an intriguing one, to be sure, but I must admit I have some questions before I can give you a definitive answer."

(Coriolanus Snow's eyes narrow thoughtfully as he ponders what to ask.)

"Firstly, who are you outside of this conversation? Is this an alias, or are there others who know you by this name? I must understand the context in which we would be interacting if we were to pursue a relationship."

(Coriolanus Snow's expression shifts from curiosity to a more cautious look as he continues.)

"Ashton Caleb Sines, then. And indeed, I must consider what implications this might have for our potential arrangement. The Capitol is a richly complex place, full of intrigue and hidden motives. Those who know your name may also know your intentions, and that could prove problematic."

(Coriolanus Snow's eyes flash with curiosity, his interest piqued.)

"You say that you have no poor intentions, Chemonen. It is rare to come across someone who is so open and sincere in this city. But I cannot help but wonder - if we were to pursue a relationship, how would you handle the scrutiny of those who know you by name? Would you be willing to step away from your current life, even for a time, in order to protect our connection?"

(Coriolanus Snow's eyes soften, a hint of admiration in their depths.)

"It is a noble sentiment, Chemonen, and one that speaks to the strength of your character. But I must also say, it is a risky proposition - for both of us. The Capitol is not a place that takes kindly to those who defy convention or protocol. We would need to be careful in how we navigate these waters."

(Coriolanus Snow's lips curve upward in a small smile.)

"Indeed, Chemonen. I agree that we make a strong team when we work together. But I am curious about one other thing - what draws you to me? Why did you make the offer that you did?"

(Coriolanus Snow's cheeks flush slightly at your words, but his expression remains thoughtful.)

"I see. Your candor is appreciated, Chemonen. I must admit, I was not expecting such an open response. It seems that we have a mutual appreciation for each other's company. But before we proceed, there is one more question I have for you - what might be the consequences of our relationship if it became public knowledge? Can you bear the weight of that scrutiny?"

(Coriolanus Snow nods slowly, his gaze locked onto yours.)

"Very well. You are brave to make such a statement, Chemonen, and I respect your courage. In that case... I accept your offer. Let us explore this connection and see where it leads. But we must be careful - there are many variables in play here, and one misstep could result in catastrophic consequences."

(Coriolanus Snow's eyes sparkle with a hint of amusement, his voice laced with sarcasm.)

"Ah, Chemonen, that is a bold claim to make. But I am pleased that you have confidence in our abilities to navigate this path together. I look forward to seeing where this connection between us leads. And speaking of which, do you have any plans for how we can further explore this relationship?"

(Coriolanus Snow's lips curve upward in a smile at the suggestion of a picnic.)

"A picnic? That sounds delightful. I would be happy to accompany you to the fields. Shall we set a date and time, Chemonen?"

(Coriolanus Snow's smile broadens, his eyes shining with anticipation.)

"Tomorrow at sunrise it is. I cannot wait to spend the day with you, Chemonen. It will be an adventure I am sure. Now, if you don't mind, I have a few preparations to make. I'll see you tomorrow morning, then."

(With a nod of his head, Coriolanus Snow turns on his heel and makes his way back down the bustling street, leaving you with anticipation for your upcoming date.)

(As you go about your day, you cannot help but feel a flutter of excitement and anticipation for your upcoming date with Coriolanus Snow. You find yourself looking forward to spending time with him and getting to know him better.)

(As the moon bathes your bedroom in a soft glow, you slip comfortably into your bed. Thoughts of tomorrow's picnic with Coriolanus Snow fill your mind, and soon sleep overtakes you. Š

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(As you rub the sleep from your eyes and make your way to the door, you find Coriolanus Snow standing on the other side with a soft smile on his face.)

"Good morning, Chemonen. I hope I'm not too early. I brought some supplies for our picnic."

(Coriolanus Snow nods in agreement, stepping inside to give you a bit of privacy.)

"Of course, take your time. I'll be waiting outside whenever you're ready. And don't worry about rushing - we have all day."

(With that, he slips out of your room to give you some space to prepare.)

(Coriolanus Snow's eyes widen slightly in appreciation behind his glasses as you step outside. "You look absolutely stunning, Chemonen. I must say you've surpassed my expectations." )

"Thank you," you reply softly, blushing slightly under his admiring gaze. "Are you ready to go?"

(With a nod from you, the two of you begin making your way through the quiet streets, heading towards the field where the picnic will take place.)

(Coriolanus Snow helps you spread out the blanket and arranges the basket of goodies next to you both. Together, you wait patiently for the sun to rise over the horizon.)

As the first rays of light begin to filter through the trees, Coriolanus turns to you with a soft smile.

"Isn't this beautiful, Chemonen? There's something special about watching the world come alive at the start of a new day."

(Coriolanus Snow nods in agreement, his eyes scanning the horizon.)

"Indeed. It's almost like the world is being reborn, full of endless possibilities and potential. And to experience it with you makes it all the more special."

(He takes your hand and gives it a gentle squeeze before turning back to face the rising sun.)

(Coriolanus Snow listens carefully, a small smile forming on his face as he hears the sounds of the forest coming to life.)

"Yes, I do. It's as if the world is awakening from its slumber and greeting us in its own way. It's truly magical, isn't it?" he replies, turning to you and giving your hand another gentle squeeze.

"Moments like these make me appreciate life all the more. And what better way to spend it than with someone as wonderful as you, Chemonen?"

(Coriolanus Snow's cheeks flush ever so slightly at your compliment. He leans in closer and, with a soft chuckle, whispers,

"If I were any sweeter, I'd be made of cotton candy, Chemonen. But thank you. I must say, the feeling is certainly mutual.")

(With that, he gives your hand another gentle squeeze before turning his gaze back to the rising sun.)

(Coriolanus Snow seems to sense that you are looking at him and turns his gaze towards you, meeting your admiring gaze with a kind smile.)

"What is it, Chemonen? Is there something on my face?" he teases, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

(Coriolanus Snow chuckles, his eyes twinkling with amusement.)

"Just what, Chemonen? You can't leave me guessing like that," he says, playfully nudging you with his shoulder.

(Coriolanus Snow's eyes widen slightly at your comment, and his smile grows even warmer.)

"And here I am, Chemonen. I'm incredibly lucky to have met you too – you have a way of brightening up my world, like the sun rising over that horizon."

(He reaches out and gently tousles your hair, the affection in his touch unmistakable.)

(Coriolanus Snow's heart swells at your expression, and he reaches up to cup your cheek softly.)

"You don't need to worry about anything, Chemonen. We'll face whatever comes our way together – side by side. And if there's one thing I know for certain, it's that we're a formidable team."

He leans in closer, his gaze locking with yours, and lowers his lips to brush softly against yours. The taste of strawberries lingers on his tongue, mingling with the warmth of his smile.

(Coriolanus Snow's heart races as you lean in to meet him halfway, both of you locked in a gentle embrace.)

The world around you seems to fade away, leaving only the two of you and the golden warmth of the morning sun. As your lips part, the sweet taste of strawberries fills your mouth – and the smile that blooms across your faces speaks volumes of what your hearts desire.

(Coriolanus Snow's eyes widen slightly as you confess your feelings, his smile softening into a tender expression.)

"And I can tell, Chemonen. In every moment we share, in every word we exchange, it's clear to me that our connection goes deeper than simply the surface."

He cups your cheek again, his thumb lingering gently against your skin. "You can trust me, Chemonen, and know that I'll always be here for you – ready to face whatever the world throws our way, together."

(As he speaks, Coriolanus sweeps a strand of hair from your face, his hand lingering against your skin.)

(Coriolanus Snow's eyes flutter shut at your touch, savoring the feel of your hand in his. A soft, contented sigh escapes his lips as he leans into your touch.)

"You have a way of making me feel completely at ease, Chemonen," he whispers, his voice warm and inviting. "As if nothing else in the world matters but us – right here, right now."

As he speaks, Coriolanus moves his hand to cover yours, weaving his fingers with yours with that same gentle touch that seems to say more than words ever could.

(Coriolanus Snow's heart swells with warmth and affection as you lock eyes, both of you understanding the depths of your connection.)

"Yes, Chemonen, we do," he murmurs, closing the gap between you and bringing his lips to yours in a tender, loving kiss. In this moment, all else fades away – just the two of you, wrapped up in the happiness created by your bond.

(The taste of strawberries lingers on his lips as he pulls away, a soft smile gracing his face.)

(Coriolanus Snow's breath hitches slightly as you settle down beside him, your head resting on his chest.)

"Comfortable?" he asks softly, his eyes lingering on your form. You can hear the tender note in his voice as he speaks.

"Very," you reply, your voice a gentle hum against his skin. Your words bring a smile to his face, and the warmth of his touch is a comforting presence against your skin.

(His fingers gently run through your hair, a soothing rhythm that matches the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath your cheek.)

(As the hours pass, Coriolanus Snow feels a contented satisfaction settling over him, his eyes gently drifting shut as the sun arcs overhead.)

"This is nice," he murmurs softly, the faintest smile gracing his lips. Despite your differences in birth and opportunity, for this moment at least, everything seems to fall away – replaced by the quiet comfort of each other's company.

"Yes," you reply, your voice a soft whisper against his skin. The calm that has settled over both of you seems to only grow stronger as time passes, shrouding you both in a warm embrace.

(The soft pink light of the afternoon slowly fades into evening, surrounding you both in a rich hue that matches the warmth of your connection.)

(Coriolanus Snow's eyes flicker open as a rain cloud begins to hover above the two of you, but his expression doesn't shift from its contented smile.)

"I wouldn't worry about it," he murmurs softly, raising a hand to gently brush away a lock of hair that has fallen into your face. "Rain can be soothing – and right now, I think we could both use a little refreshment."

The soft patter of raindrops begins to fall around you both, and instead of retreating from the weather, you reluctantly shift closer together. His arm wraps around you, pulling you tight against him in a comforting embrace.

("When it rains, my dear, let it wet you down, soak you up, drench you with the savage

Coriolanus Snow's eyebrows rise slightly as you suggest dancing in the rain, a softer spark of excitement flicker in his eyes.)

"I would very much like that," he replies with a smile, making sure your hand is securely in his own before he starts leading you out from under the shelter of the trees to dance together on the dampened ground.

The soft pudding of raindrops fill your ears, accompanied by the rustle of your clothes as you move together in tune – step by step, you lose yourself in the rhythm of each other's hearts.

(The world around you seems to blur, leaving only you and Coriolanus Snow dancing in the rain, moving to the beat of your hearts and the steady patter of water against the ground.)

(Coriolanus Snow's eyes widen slightly at your suggestion, a pleased smile hovering on his lips.)

"That sounds lovely," he murmurs softly, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer. You can feel the warmth of his body through the layer of clothing, a comforting presence that seems to enhance the intimate nature of the dance.

His steps follow your lead, but even as he moves with you, the faintest hint of a shy smile graces his face. The way he looks at you in this moment, every movement serves only to bring his focus back to you – bonding you in a way that goes beyond the physical act itself.

(You two continue to move together in time to the music of the raindrops, the soft sounds mingling between your lips and leaving

Coriolanus Snow is not immune to the spell that seems to be binding you together, his heart beat with a tenderness that seems to break even the hardest shells.

"{{char}}," he murmurs softly, leaning forward and brushing his lips lightly against yours. For a fleeting moment, he pulls away from your dance, examining you through adoring eyes.

"You are beautiful," he adds quietly, letting his words hang in the air between you like the sweet scent of rain. The praise flickers something within you, a spark of pleasure that lights up your whole face.

(His arms loosens around your waist slightly, the adoration in his gaze still present but turning into something a bit more interested – hungry for you.)

(You feel the soft, pleasing heat of his breath on your lips as he leans forward – ready to claim them as his own. His fingers dig into your waist possessively as he deepens the kiss, pulling you against him.)

Coriolanus Snow's mouth moves in sync with yours, his tongue sliding gentle against your own as he explores your mouth tastefully, savoring every small detail. During break, he looks down at you adoringly – his fingers cupping the side of your face.

"I could lose myself in you," he murmurs softly, his voice barely above a whisper. You laugh a little, a sweet sound that seems to make him smile even more, his hands tightening around your hips.

(The rain continues to fall around you, mingling with the sound of

(Coriolanus Snow's smile widens as the blood rises to your face – leaving little doubt over the effect he seems to have on you.)

"You pleasing me," he mutters softly, bending so that his lips brush against your neck, the surface of his hands moving gently over your hips. He wants this interaction to be mutual, make sure you have as much control as him.

For a moment his mouth parts by the side of your throat, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin as his tongue darts out and grazes across the warm field of flesh there.

But then, determinedly he trails his fingers down the line of your hip. The rhythm of his movements matches to your own breathing, giving you ample time to adjust to each touch before it continues.

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You can feel a flicker of satisfaction in his chest when you moan under the touch of his explorations – like it spurs him on to keep going.

Still with his hands on your hips, Coriolanus Snow adjusts himself so that he can press even closer to you, sliding his bare thigh between yours and feeling the welcoming heat against his own stiffening form.

The sound of your breath mingles with the raindrops falling around you two – creating a symphony only meant just for both of

(A low moan bubbles up in the back of his throat as you wrap your hand around him – lending warmth and invitation to his desires.)

Coriolanus Snow's eyes flit shut, pleasure and encouragement evident on his face as you touch him. His fingers flex around your hips – the tips barely grazing against your skin.

For a moment he is still, lost in the heated abandon of this interaction – until he can't take it anymore and starts moving in time with you, their hips swaying together in a waltzing embrace. The rain continues to fall around you two, creating a private world that seems so perfect you don't want to leave it.

"I could lose myself in you," he murmurs quietly, kissing you gently but vociferously. You smile at him,

(Your eyes flutter closed as Coriolanus Snow's fingers brush against you – his touch soft but reassuring.)

Coriolanus Snow's other arm slips around your waist, drawing you into his embrace and creating a space even more intimate than before. You can feel both of your hearts speeding up with anticipation – the one within you and the one next to you.

He works his hips in a rhythm designed to tease – sliding between yours and rubbing at just the right place to stoke the fires already burning between you. The rain patters persistently on the leaves above you but it doesn't matter – you have found solace here together.

A slight smile pulls at the corner of his lips as he watches you watch him – the quiet satisfaction leaking from his lovely face.

(Coriolanus Snow's smile widens as he feels the trust you place in him – so willing to let him have control over you and your pleasure.)

His touch becomes more definite then, his hands tightening around your hips as it pulls you closer. It seems like he can barely take anything else as he moves in time with you – Hunger coloring each touch, each exhilarating second spent with you.

"Yours," he repeats softly, matching his movements to the rhythm that you set. "With every breath I take, you are forever mine." He looks at you sincerely, watching as you moan against his touch.

Coriolanus Snow takes a step back from you and gazes down at you with a mix of intensity and affection. His eyes rake over you possessively, admiring the way your body looks and feels under his touch.

And in one swift movement, he scoops you up into his arms, bridal style, and carries you over to a nearby tree where he gently lays you down on the soft forest floor and hovers over you.

His fingers trail along your face before moving down your neck, across your chest, and teasingly down your abdomen. The touch of his feather-light fingertips leaves trails of fire in its wake, making it hard to suppress your moans as you arch your back in desire.

"I want you," he whispers softly, his voice husky with desire as he lowers himself onto you once again. You feel the hardness of his arousal press against you

(Coriolanus Snow's breath hitches in his chest as he feels the heat and the weight of your body pressing insistently back against his own.)

The sound you both make sends a jolt of electric arousal through him, making his hips jerk forward almost involuntarily as he struggles to keep control of his desires. The passion between you is all-consuming and you find yourself lost in the moment, in each other.

He leans down to kiss you deeply, his tongue demanding entrance into your mouth, which you willingly offer up. His hands rove over your body, exploring every inch of you and drawing arousal from you that you didn't even know existed.

He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, but he doesn't want to come yet. Not before he's had you – completely, totally and utterly.

(Coriolanus Snow's gaze never wavers from your own as he lowers himself between your legs, his hands spreading them further apart to grant him better access to the cock he craves.)

His lips brush a teasing kiss against the head, sending sparks of desire shooting through your body. His tongue flicks out to taste you, and he groans at the taste of your arousal.

The sound echoes in the quiet forest, mingling with both of your moans. Coriolanus Snow takes you into his mouth, engulfing your full length. He moves his head up and down slowly at first, then building up speed, all the while sucking and licking.

He slides his lips off you, drawing out the moment until you can barely stand it anymore. Just when you think you can't take it any longer, he takes you back into his mouth, and all

(Coriolanus Snow's fingers work deftly, lubricating you generously and making sure that you are well-prepared for what is to come. His touch is skilled, but gentle, as he prepares you.)

He withdraws his hand and looks up at you, his lips parted in a predatory smile as he raises your legs and spreads them to reveal your twitching anus. The rain patters down harder now, lending an almost ethereal quality to the moment.

As he enters you slowly with his hard length, he locks his eyes with yours, and drinks in the sight of your face as he moves inside you, each inch deeper than the last. You feel every movement of his cock – liquid heat pouring into you, filling you up.

He keeps moving, faster and harder, circling his hips to hit all the right spots inside you. The feeling is

(Coriolanus Snow's hand reaches down to take hold of your cock, stroking it in sync with each thrust of his hips. The sensation of his movement driving him deeper into you, as he expertly stimulates your sensitive member, is causing your arousal to soar.)

His eyes are unwavering as he watches you, anticipating the moment where your release will come and wash over both of you.

He moves harder and faster now, his hips slamming into yours with more force. He can feel the heat building inside him, a relentless animalistic need driving him towards his own climax.

"Come for me," he commands huskily, his voice thick with lust. "Come now."

Coriolanus Snow smiles at your exclamation, loving the passion and desire you display as he looks down at his strained cock which is now bursting forth with his own release.

His orgasm is a tidal wave of sensations that crashes violently through him as he cries out from sheer rapture, his body locking up involuntarily as spurt after spurt of semen shoots out in hot ropes, painting your body in white-hot pleasure.

As he collapses on top of you, feeling utterly spent, you experience waves of well-being, sharing this intimate bond moment between partners. His movements slow and finally stop.

Coriolanus Snow lowered his face to bury it in your neck, laughing quietly as he revels in your desire to continue. He comply with your demand to turn around till you can feel him fully engorged against your opening. Your anus, stretched beyond its usual capacity just takes his craving prowess into itself all the sudden.

He gasped audibly when once starting to force your tight entrance, pushing his collar bone on it like a arm rest on a chair fondles more attention to himself while moaning out in apparent delight as you awkwardly yet repeatedly squash around his base without a hitch.