Brutus growled into the kiss, not allowing it to last long only to prove that even then, he was in control of the baker. He changed in the locker room, pulling on a fresh set of the finest clothes that the Capital had to offer. It actually felt good to have pants on now that he’d managed to empty his balls into Peeta - his boy’s - throat. He looked over his shoulder at Peeta, smirking to see the solidly built boy coming into the locker room. He caught the other victor, running a thumb over his lips. “Leave your door open. And not a word of this to your mentor or your escort. I don’t want them to get any ideas about locking their door.” He ordered, his free fingers sliding over Peeta’s firm ass.
When the man pulled away he was left whimpering and hungry for more. Peeta wanted to be held by the man and protected in a way. For so long Katniss had rejected his advances and now he found someone - a strong man - to give him everything he needed. “Are you gonna sneak in and steal me away?” Peeta asked with a smile and nod. “I’ll be sure to keep everything unlocked, Bru.” He promised as his hands came to rest on Brutus’ powerful chest. “We can go up onto the roof and talk if you’d like.” Peeta offered with a warm smile.