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Coming Home

| a companion to 'His & Hers.' |

Coriolanus anxiously taps his foot on the pavement. Around him is the sound of trains pulling in and out of the station along with the shouts of family and friends reuniting with one another after a trip. Loved ones throw their arms around each other, pressing kisses to cheeks and murmuring words of relief for their safe travels.

His loved one isn’t here yet.

She’ll be here any minute now. Unless the train has gone off the tracks and she’s died a sudden and gruesome death. But that hasn’t happened, he tells himself. Besides, he would have been alerted if such a thing was to happen.

Soarynn and several other Capitol ladies took a luxurious trip to District Four to visit one of the many resorts that the Capitol has. Soarynn had been so excited to see the ocean for the first time. She talked about it for weeks on end once he finally agreed to let her go. And Soarynn didn’t need his permission. Not when the trip was already paid for and she was simply to be an invited guest.

But she cared about his approval. His trust. Coriolanus knew that she wouldn’t go if he hadn’t been okay with it. And he wasn’t okay with it. A million horrible things could happen on this trip. The worst part was that he couldn’t protect her from any of them, not when she was outside the safety of the Capitol, out of his reach.

But all had been well according to Soarynn’s very detailed phone calls he got every night when she called him before going to bed. Soarynn had been nervous in her own way. Mostly because going on this trip meant leaving the most important thing in her entire life behind.

Petunia.

Coriolanus had rolled his eyes at the detailed checklist his girlfriend had written for him. Petunia was a cat, not a human. The list was ridiculous but Coriolanus made sure to follow each thorough instruction. Even if it meant brushing the feline three times a day. He didn’t even brush his own hair three times a day.

Soarynn had also been nervous to her lack of travel experience. She’d never left the Capitol before, not even before the war. Coriolanus hadn’t traveled as extensively as some of their other friends but he knew what lay out there in the Districts. Danger, hunger, desperation. And Soarynn was in the thick of it for the past five days.

A small part of him hoped she’d call him crying, asking for him to get her home immediately because she was scared but it felt as if he was given the opposite reaction from her new experiences.

“Oh, Coryo it’s beautiful! We went swimming today! We’re going to the spa tomorrow! I caught a fish today!” Soarynn had the time of her life.

Coriolanus was happy that she had a good time, that she hadn’t fallen ill or gotten attacked by a psychotic District citizen. He checks his watch again and frowns when he sees that her train is now two minutes late. The Capitol’s train schedule is known for its promptness. Not today it seems.

Coriolanus glances around the platform and pins down a Peacekeeper who looks like he’s doing a whole lot of nothing. He strides over to him, chest puffed out, head held high. “Excuse me, I came to inquire about the train schedules,” he says. The man turns around and grunts, “Of course sir. What train were you inquiring about?” Coriolanus pulls the neatly folded piece of paper out of his coat pocket which has all of the details about Soarynn’s trip written in her neat handwriting.

“It’s the three o’clock train,” he reads, “coming from the District Four Costal Resort.” The Peacekeeper nods and looks down at his own watch, “Hmm. Running late I see. A bit unusual.” Coriolanus nods but the man’s words do nothing to calm his nerves. “Let me go ask,” the Peacekeeper says before walking off to what must be the train control center. Coriolanus leans towards the white line that’s clearly painted along the edge of the platform. There are several large signs around the entire station that read: “Please do not cross the white line for the safety of all passengers.”

He hasn’t really paid it much mind in the past but now it seems to be quite the bother. How can he not cross it once he sees the love of his life? And as much as he loves her, Soarynn can be quite slow when she wants to be and he knows that she’ll take her sweet time getting off that train rather than leaping off and running into his arms.

He’ll just have to be patient.

The past five days have been short of torture. Waking up to an empty bed, to an empty apartment has been the worst. To know that she won’t be there when he gets home, won’t be smiling up at him and giggling. He found himself looking into their closet, expecting her to be getting dressed for the day only to find it dark and empty. Soarynn was his other half, the missing piece.

“It appears there was a weather delay.” The voice pulls Coriolanus from his nagging thoughts and he looks back at the Peacekeeper, “Weather delay?” He repeats, knowing that he’s never heard of such a thing. “Yes, there was some severe weather in Four. The train should be arriving shortly.” The man gives him a curt nod before walking away again and leaves Coriolanus with even more troubling thoughts. He’s definitely going to have a word with Festus Creed who organized and paid for this trip. Festus is dating Aurora Windsnap who’s a good friend of Soarynn’s and Coriolanus highly doubts that Festus has been as concerned as he’s been about his girlfriend’s wellbeing.

Clearly not considering the train station is lacking a certain Festus Creed or any of the other boyfriends for that matter. Once again, Snow lands on top.

He reaches into his pocket once again and feels the stem of the single rose he’s brought for Soarynn, and it gives him some comfort to know that it’ll soon be in her possession.

Then he hears it. The whistle of a train. He looks down the tunnel of the station and watches as the front light of the train gets closer and closer until it’s slowly pulling into the station. He tries to catch a glimpse of Soarynn through the train windows but he can’t see her. He tries to step closer but a sharp whistle prevents him from doing so. He looks in the direction of the whistle to see a train attendant pointing at the white line he just so recklessly crossed.

Coriolanus resists rolling his eyes and takes an exaggerated step back for good measure. Clearly, this train attendant doesn’t understand the severity of the situation. He watches people slowly descend from the train, luggage in hand. People are wrapped in their winter coats and scarves, and women hold onto their hats and gloves.

He holds the rose behind his back.

He can hear the girls before he sees them, shrieking about something that probably isn’t that funny. They’re also bundled up in their winter coats and they oh-so-slowly descend the train steps. Coriolanus is both impressed and somewhat concerned at the amount of luggage they’ve managed to bring for a five day trip. Soarynn is no better though, in fact, he had to put his foot down when she tried to take a sixth trunk of belongings.

“You’re going for five days, not five years darling,” he’d said to her as he took the trunk from her hands.

The girls notice him immediately although he’s hard to miss considering he’s the tallest person at the station. They all whisper and giggle as they point at him, the wonderful, devoted, and doting boyfriend who’s come to collect his girlfriend from the train station. He doesn’t doubt that their boyfriends have sent for cars to take them home but he didn’t want to wait any longer than he had to.

He cranes his neck and tries to see Soarynn but she has yet to make an appearance. Has something happened? Is she not on the train? Did they confiscate her Capitol documents?

Coriolanus had been very adamant about making sure that all of Soarynn’s Capitol documentation was in order before she left for this trip. The documentation included her Capitol citizenship papers, her birth certificate, her proof of residency and her citizens license. Soarynn has teased him about how thoroughly he’d gone about it but he would never forgive himself if for some reason she was detained for not having enough documentation. Better safe than sorry.

Finally, he sees her blonde head of hair. She’s wearing a light pink coat with a matching scarf and cream colors heels. She looks beautiful. She says something to her friends as she gracefully descends from the train, unaware of his presence. Her luggage follows behind her in the arms of a struggling attendant who clearly underestimated the weight of his girlfriend’s belongings. Soarynn is only carrying a small handbag, one he bought her specifically for this trip. Clemensia points in his direction and Soarynn finally sees him.

Her face immediately brightens up and she breaks into a big smile before she begins running towards him. Normally, Coriolanus Snow would behave with decorum and not run across the train platform. But he doesn’t quite give a fuck about manners right now. He takes long strides towards her, and his own smile grows bigger and bigger until she’s flying into his arms. Soarynn’s giggles fill his ears and they’re the sweetest melody he’s ever heard. Her arms are thrown around his neck and he wraps both arms around her waist, slightly lifting her off the ground and spinning them around.

He heard a few whistles and clap but all of their surroundings fade away the second Soarynn pulls away from the embrace and he lays eyes on her beautiful face. She looks even more tan which makes her eyes pop. The weather was clearly warmer than it is now in the Capitol. “Hi,” she says, unable to contain her excitement. Coriolanus chuckles and gently sets her down, “Hello my darling.”

He wastes no time in cupping her face with his hand and pressing a soft kiss to her lips. It feels like it’s been an eternity since he’s felt her lips against his. Soarynn sighs into the kiss, her fingers carding into his hair. They stay like that for a moment, re-familiarizing each other before they pull away. “I missed you,” is the first thing that leaves his mouth. He did. He really, really did. Soarynn being gone reminded him of a life before he knew her. When even though he had a place to live, he didn’t have a place to come home to, someone to come home to.

Soarynn was his home.

Soarynn smiles sweetly and nods, “I missed you terribly as well. I couldn’t stop thinking about you the entire trip.” Her words make his heart swell. To know that he was constantly on her mind is all her needs to know that this is the girl he’s going to marry. He pulls her closer against him, “Then we should never leave one another again,” he decides before leaning down to press a kiss to the top of her head. Soarynn giggles and gives his cheek a playful pinch, “You mean to tell me that you were without anything to do while I was gone?”

Coriolanus thinks back to how he’s spent the last five miserable days without her. Most of his time was spent at work. It had gotten to the point where his boss had to tell him to leave and get some fresh air. Coriolanus felt that work would serve as a good distraction from thinking about Soarynn every minute of every hour until she came back home.

He had dinner with some friends, all of whom were also missing their girlfriends since they were also on the trip. He also spent some time with Petunia which was awkward for the both of them. Soarynn was their common ground and Petunia was constantly pacing the apartment, meowing for Soarynn. She’d be happy to have her home.

He shakes his head, “Absolutely nothing.” They both grin and Soarynn gives his cheek a peck, “Well I’m home my handsome boy. You’ll never be without me again.” If only she knew how much those words meant to him. Coriolanus is quick to present the rose to her and Soarynn softly gasps, “It’s beautiful Coryo. Thank you, it’s the perfect welcome gift.”

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Coriolanus feels himself teeming with pride for a job well done as they leave the train station. All of Soarynn’s belongings follow behind them on a large cart. Soarynn herself has been collected and is safely pressed to his side as they walk out onto the cold Capitol street. “Are you hungry?” He asks, looking down at his girlfriend who’s looking up at the gray sky. It’ll probably snow tonight. “Hmm? Oh no. We ate on the train,” she says, shaking her head. Coriolanus figures they should just head home then, let Soarynn get settled back in before it gets too dark. Maybe he’ll take her out to a nice dinner tonight to celebrate her homecoming.

He makes sure Soarynn is tucked away in the car before watching two attendants attempt to fit all his girlfriend’s luggage into the trunk. They manage it eventually and Coriolanus rewards their work with a generous tip before getting into the car himself. He nods at their driver, “We’ll be going home.”

Soarynn rests her head on his shoulder as the car pulls away from the curb. “It’s so strange being back home. I feel as though I’m a completely different person than I was when I left.” Coriolanus can’t stop from smiling at her innocent claims of being a completely new person after five days at a Capitol resort. He knows for a fact that she never left the property or interacted with any District citizens for that matter. Still, it was a big journey for her and he listened to her talk about all the things they did on the drive home.

Soarynn is still rambling when the elevator doors open up to the familiar sight of their front doors. “I can’t wait to see Petunia!” She says, bouncing on her toes. Coriolanus hums as he digs through his pockets to locate the keys. “She’s certainly missed you.” Soarynn being gone has to be the closest thing Petunia will ever come to as neglect. Five head scratches instead of ten, heaven forbid!

The moment he unlocks the doors Soarynn darts in, calling out Petunia’s name. Coriolanus brings in all her luggage, setting it down in the foyer before he ventures further into the penthouse to find Soarynn.

He finds her in their bedroom, lying on the bed with a white ball of fluff lying on top of her. “You two are the most dramatic women I have ever met,” he tells them, ignoring the hiss he gets from Petunia.

Soarynn is quick to soothe over any wounds, “Shhh. Don’t pay attention to him my darling. He doesn’t know how hard it’s been for the both of us,” she tells the cat. Coriolanus scoffs and walks into the closet, his coat is beginning to feel too heavy and he doesn’t want to sweat through a good dress shirt.

When he comes out he finds them in the exact same position he left them in. Petunia looks like she’s gloating from his point of view. She looks all too smug as Soarynn showers her with pets and kisses. “You remembered to feed her right?” Soarynn asks, looking up at him, “And to brush her?” Coriolanus hums, “It was quite hard to forget to do anything with that wonderful list you left for me.” He eyes the detailed list that sits on his nightstand. He'd followed the instructions religiously because he just knew that Soarynn would find out if he skipped a step.

Soarynn blushes but nods, "Well there's no harm in being overly prepared. Isn't that right Petunia?"

Coriolanus decides to leave the bedroom since they clearly aren't done with their reunion. Besides, he has a few things to go over in his study that relate to work.

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His study is as impressive as his office at work, filled with mahogany furniture, books lining the shelves, and comfortable armchairs. There's a small loveseat pressed against the wall across from his desk, right under the window. Soarynn and Petunia will often curl up on the loveseat, resting their heads on the window seal to watch the people below them. It's moments like that where Coriolanus feels that Soarynn most definitely could be a cat in the way she perches herself on the furniture.

He pulls out the files he's brought home from work and begins to go over them, making notes when needed. He glances at the clock that sits on his desk but his eyes travel to the framed photograph of him and Soarynn from a year ago. He loves the photo, loves how big Soarynn's smile is while he presses a kiss to her neck while she tries to pull away even though she loves neck kisses. He loves the way his large hands wrap around her small waist perfectly. They're perfect together.

A soft knock at the door reminds him of where he is and what he's supposed to be doing and he looks up at the door to find Soarynn peeking her head in, "Come in darling," he says, beckoning her to enter. Another thing he loves about Soarynn, she never enters his space without permission. The last thing he needs is a girlfriend who snoops.

Soarynn changed into some more comfortable clothes, pajamas to put it plainly which lets him know that they won't be going out to dinner tonight. Fine by him, that just means he gets her all to himself. "Are you busy?" She asks, stopping at the side of his desk, her blue-gray eyes scanning the documents that lay before him. He shakes his head, "Not at all. Is there something you need?" Soarynn bites her lip and rocks back and forth on her heels for a moment which is a tell that she's going to ask for something she probably shouldn't ask for.

"Well...Clemmie just called and I thought maybe she might have left something behind but it turns out that the girls are already planning another trip, and this time our boyfriends are allowed to join us!"

Coriolanus blinks once, twice. A trip with several Capitol couples sounds like somewhat of a nightmare to him. But he can see how excited Soarynn already is at the prospect of traveling together. "And this time you'd be with me," she quickly adds, "to protect me and keep me out of harm's way." Coriolanus chuckles at her convincing words, she's clearly put some thought into this proposition.

He rubs his temples, "Well I'd have to think about it Soarynn. It might interfere with my work schedule. And you know how I feel about the Districts."

Soarynn slightly slouches but she doesn't lose the smile on her face, "Alright. I just thought I'd bring it up." Coriolanus nods, "Thank you for letting me know." He turns back to his work but Soarynn doesn't make any moves to leave his study.

"Can I sit with you?"

Her question brings a grin to his lips and he pushes back from the desk, baring his lap to her, "Can't get enough hmm?" He teases as Soarynn carefully straddles him, her legs slightly dangling on either side of the chair.

Soarynn scoffs and gives him a knowing look, "I'm not the one who constantly demands physical affection." She's got him there. Coriolanus has always been the more physical one in the relationship. He craves it really, absolutely needs it from her and Soarynn has always given it to him without complaint. He knows she enjoys it too but she's not as forward as he is about it which is why occasions like this can be often rare. He gives her waist a gentle squeeze and presses a soft kiss to her lips, "Well after five days of being apart I wouldn't expect any less from you."

They both settle back down and Soarynn rests her chin on his shoulder while he continues to work. He keeps one hand wrapped around her at all times, even if it makes working a little more difficult. He doesn't mind. The smell of vanilla overwhelms his senses with Soarynn right on top of him. She feels so soft and warm. He really does have the perfect girl. He knows she'll fall asleep soon as she always does when they're in this position.

To have her back in his arms is the greatest gift he can be given, to know that she's safe and loved, all under his watch. Even though he wasn't the one who left, it still feels like coming home.

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slaymitchabernathy · 1 month

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Pretty

It’s cute the way she looks so surprised. As if she expects him to not be waiting outside of her classroom on day to walk her to her next class.

He’s only been doing it for a month.

But Coriolanus has to patient with her, his pretty girl.

Her head lowers as she walks out of the door, several students brushing right past her, paying her no mind as their shoulders bump into hers, nearly jostling her books out of her hands.

Coriolanus clenched his jaw along with his fists. After dating Soarynn for a month he’d learned how rude people can be, how oblivious they can be towards quiet, timid little things like her. Taking her kindness for granted. How dare they.

It’s always been easy for him to stand out. Literally and figuratively. He’s heads above most people when it comes to height, no one dares to bump into him on their way to the lunch room. And he’s always been popular, well liked amongst his peers, always waving hello to a friendly face.

He makes his way over to her, taking her books without asking and holding them in one of his hands. He takes her hand in the other, lacing his fingers with hers, a sense of pride coursing through his veins as he leads them through the hallway.

People make way for them. For him. They eye Soarynn up and down, still not sure what to make of the new couple. Soarynn’s face is slightly flushed and he can tell she wants to disappear, to bury her nose in one of her books.

She loves to read is what he’s found out. She told him it was a way of escaping for her. So he tried to listen whenever she told him about something she was reading. It wasn’t even fiction. She read books about Panem’s history, things like that. The librarian must love her.

But she can’t hide in her books forever. He reminds her of that every so often. Coriolanus has made it his personal mission to get Soarynn more out of her shell and show her off the to the world. He’s so selfless. Giving her a chance, walking her to class, taking her home. He’s doing it all by the book so to speak.

And it’s going perfectly.

She tries to let go of his hand when they reach her anatomy class but he tugs her back, smirking at how powerless she is against him. She looks up, her eyes pleading, “I need to get to my seat to study before my exam, it’s very impor—“ “You studied yesterday pretty girl,” Coriolanus reminds her. He only knows that because he was right next to her, trying to distract her. But Soarynn was so adamant about preparing for this exam so he settled for watching her study. Plus she brought him snacks, so that helped.

It’s adorable the way she shakes her head, about to insist how she’s bound to fail this exam even though she’s aced every single one so far this school year. She’s smart his girl. Smarter than he originally thought. “I just get nervous,” she whispers, “it’s important that I do well on all my exams.” Coriolanus has to lean down to hear what she says, another thing he finds sweet about her, how small she is compared to him.

Soarynn mumbles a lot. Or whispers. Or talks in hushed tones. The girl is quiet as a mouse. And since they started dating he’s found himself constantly leaning down to hear the words coming out of her mouth. He doesn’t mind though, she only does it when she’s nervous.

“You’ll do fine,” he assures her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head, “I’ll get you when you’re done okay?”

Soarynn simply nods as he hands back her books, walking into her classroom.

Coriolanus has a free period so he spends it bothering Felix Ravenstill who got stuck being an office aid for this period. He’s on the phone when Coriolanus walks in, droning on and on about Academy policies.

“Yes Mrs. Whatnot, I understand you don’t like the shade of our fabrics on your son’s skin tone but I can’t do anything about it. If you’d like you can take it up with the Dean. I also…hello? Hello?” Felix looks up at Coriolanus from his seat, “She hung up on me! The nerve of some of these parents,” he scoffs, slamming the phone down on the receiver.

Coriolanus chuckles as he sits across from Felix. It’s almost as if he’s been sent to the office. Normally there’s an adult working who sits where Felix is sitting but Felix is reliving them of their duties for the next hour or so.

“That’s what you get for recommending she talk to Highbottom,” Coriolanus jokes, giving Felix a knowing look. Dean Highbottom is a senile man who hates children which makes his job even more ironic. Most parents avoid speaking with him unless it’s an absolute emergency. Like the Academy uniforms for example.

“Well I hope she doesn’t call back when I’m working,” Felix says, crossing his arms over his chest, “what’ve you been up to today?” Coriolanus shrugs as he picks at his nails, “Just the usual. I walked Soarynn to her anatomy class, there’s this exam she’s super nervous about. I’ll see her after though since we have literature next.”

He looks up to see Felix smirking, “So what have you two been up to?”

A common question Coriolanus has gotten since he began dating Soarynn. It was odd he had to admit, to see the two of them together. They were both attractive but that was where the similarities ended it seemed. At least on the surface.

Everyone wanted to know what a guy like him was doing with a girl like her. Coriolanus was so outspoken, so confident, so charming. Soarynn was quiet, timid and reserved. In a way they were complete opposites. But opposites attract.

And he didn’t plan on letting her go for a long, long time. Not until he had his fun with her at least.

He’d asked her to officially be his girlfriend the same day he finally got to see her perfect little cunt. She’d said yes, still so flustered from everything that happened, poor thing probably didn’t even realize what she was agreeing to until it was too late.

Since then they hadn’t moved too fast. He knew he was in for the long run, there was no rushing these things. While he hadn’t fingered her yet, he’d gotten her to give him head. It was cute how clueless she was to it all, how she needed to be told what to do. She could be so dumb in that way.

Coriolanus liked that about her.

He liked teaching her exactly how to do things the way he wanted them to be done. How to lick the tip of his cock. How to wrap her lips around it without using her teeth. How to take all of him without complaint. How to look him in the eye while sucking him off, and he loves looking her in those pretty eyes while she’s on her knees for him. Soarynn’s a fast learner in that regard. She learned exactly how he liked how to be pleased, how she was expected to swallow his cum each and every time he finished in her mouth.

He’d finish in her cunt eventually. But he was taking things slow.

Sometimes it drove him insane. How squeamish she’d get when they were kissing, or when she’d try to duck out of the way when he’d try to kiss her goodbye in the hallway. She was shy. He didn’t mind it for the most part. He never hard to worry about her talking to other guys or anyone for that matter. She barely talks to his friends.

“Nothing too exciting,” he tells his friend, throwing him a wink. All the boys had formed a small bet on how quickly Coriolanus would be able to truly get into Soarynn’s pants. There was another bet, a side bet to see if she’d bleed when he did it. As if she wasn’t a virgin.

They both spent the rest of the period snickering about gossip and who was fucking who before the bell finally rang. “See you at lunch,” he calls as he leaves the office.

Soarynn was still in her class when he got there. He peeked in to see she was the only one left. Well, the professor was still there but all the students had left. Soarynn’s scribbling on the paper, leaning against her hand as she writes, her hair in her face. Finally she sits up, grabs her exam paper and goes to the front to deliver it. The professor barely gives her a glance as she places it on his desk, “Have a good weekend,” he tells her before looking back at his work.

She notices Coriolanus when she turns around, looking surprised as always. He’d insisted on walking her to class once they started dating. It was the gentlemanly thing to do, plus everyone could see his pretty girl on his arm. Two birds with one stone.

She’s quick to gather her things and put them in her Academy satchel before she joins him at the door, her hand slipping into his without hesitation. It seems she’s eager to get out of this classroom. “How did you do?” He asks, taking them to the right, towards their literature class. Soarynn sighs, “I don’t know. At least it’s over.” Indeed it is, and as her professor said, they have the weekend to enjoy. Coriolanus hums as he pulls her along, looking down to see her brushing her hair behind her ears, “I’m sure you did good darling. You studied very hard for that exam.” She certainly did, it cost him a whole afternoon without any sort of physical affection from Soarynn. She tended to withhold all affection from him whenever she was stressed.

So he did his best to keep her life stress free.

Which includes walking her to and from class every day.

They find Festus sitting in the back when they arrive to literature. Poor Felix is still stuck being an office aide, which conveniently opened up a seat in the back row for Soarynn to sit in. Festus gives them a smile as they take their seats, Coriolanus sitting in between the two of them. “Are you two ready to present your project today?”

Soarynn’s eyes widen at the question and she looks at Coriolanus with genuine fear in her eyes, “That’s today?” She asks, her voice barely a whisper. Both boys nod and Coriolanus gives her shoulder a comforting squeeze, “We’ll be fine baby. Besides, we already planned for me to do a majority of the talking.”

Coriolanus had only asked to partner with Soarynn to get closer to her, to get that golden opportunity. He hadn’t planned on actually having to complete the project. But it was simple enough. You had to write about someone in your life who was an exemplary citizen of the Capitol. Coriolanus had suggested his own father and Soarynn had agreed without second thought. Since it was his own blood they’d be talking about, he offered to do most of the talking since Soarynn didn’t do too well with public speaking.

She barely spoke as it was.

Soarynn didn’t look too convinced but the professor walked in, his gaze settling on the two of them, “Once I call roll you two can begin.”

Oh, and they had to stand in the front of the classroom.

This was a walk in the park for Coriolanus. He loved to talk about himself and his family and loved being the center of attention. Soarynn however, hated projects like this. In fact, she’d told him that she would often fake being sick if she knew there was a presentation due in one of her classes.

Coriolanus didn’t mind public speaking, he’d be doing a lot of it once he became President so he had to start somewhere. He began to wonder who would be his First Lady while their Professor called roll. She’d have to be sweet, charming, polite, pretty. He looks down at his hand that’s intertwined with Soarynn’s hand and she’s nervously tapping her foot. Poor thing. He leans over and presses a chaste kiss to her neck, a spot that he knows will make her toes curl, “Relax pretty girl, I’ve got you.”

Soarynn nods but doesn’t look at him, her breath hitching in her throat once the roll is done with. They both stand up, their project in his other hand as they make their way to the front of the classroom. A few of their classmates are still whispering about who knows what and while Coriolanus normally wouldn’t mind, it irks him for some reason.

Maybe it’s because it’s just rude. Or maybe it’s because they’d discussed Soarynn introducing herself first and he can see how her eyes slightly widen when she realizes she has to talk while other people are talking.

Either way, he’s quick to clear his throat and send a nasty look their way, quieting them immediately. Pleased with himself, he looks down at Soarynn and nods. Once she introduces herself, she’s practically done talking. Soarynn swallows and straightens up, “Hello,” she says, “my name is Soarynn Nightingale.” Coriolanus smiles, “And my name is Coriolanus Snow, and today we’re going to tell you why my father, Crassus Xanthos Snow, is the perfect Capitol citizen.”

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“Snakes are much scarier than rats!” Clemensia Dovecote says to Festus who simply shakes his head, “You haven’t seen the big ones, Clemmie,” he tells her solemnly, “the big rats that live in the sewers will have you running for the hills.” Coriolanus chuckles at his friend's pointless conversation while he eats his lunch. He looks to his left where Soarynn’s sitting, her nose buried in a book.

He sighs but doesn’t chide her about it, he knows today’s events have strung her out and that she wishes for nothing more than to go home early and curl up in her bedroom. But that doesn’t mean she gets to skip out on lunch.

He’d invited her to his table, his elite table. Filled with children of the Capitol’s elite, soon to be the elite. Felix and Festus obviously sat here, along with Clemensia and Arachne Crane—although he found her rather insufferable—Pup Harrington and Urban Canville. Their table was the one to be at so wasn’t Soarynn just so lucky that she got an invitation?

The first day he’d brought her around he’d gotten some curious looks from the girls but once they realized she was quiet as a mouse, there were no issues. Soarynn wasn’t a threat.

“Are you excited for the ball?” Arachne asks Coriolanus, practically jumping in her seat and getting Clemmie to join in with her. Coriolanus rolled his eyes, “It’s a ball, not a wedding,” he points out. He knows the girls don’t care, that all they can think about is dress shopping and dancing all night.

Arachne’s sharp gaze finds Soarynn who’s tuned out the majority of the conversation since sitting down, her lunch already eaten within the first five minutes. “Have you already been dress shopping Soarynn?” The look of bewilderment on Soarynn’s face is somewhat adorable to Coriolanus as he watches her attempt to formulate an answer.

“I have not,” she answers softly. So softly that everyone has to lean forward to hear what she has to say. Coriolanus places his hand over hers, “I’m going to take her shopping this weekend.” He hasn’t planned on taking her dress shopping this weekend, but he also knows how it would end if Soarynn went with Arachne and Clemmie. Horribly.

The girls simply nod before returning to a more private conversation and Coriolanus uses this as a chance to tell Soarynn about what else he has planned for them.

“I’d like you to come over tonight,” he whispers, his large hand still engulfing her small one. It still amazes him how significant their size difference is, how easily he can overpower her or simply maneuver her however he so pleases.

He likes that about her too, how pliant his pretty girl is.

Soarynn's eyes are already glued back onto the pages of her book when she replies, "I'm having dinner with my father tonight." Coriolanus suppressed an annoyed groan when hearing that, when hearing that he'd have to wait a little longer to have his quiet little mouse in his hands again. "All right, I'd like you to come over after you have dinner then," he says, leaving no room for argument. Soarynn just hums and turns the page.

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Coriolanus is all but tapping his foot and pacing the halls when the familiar sound of the doorbell alerts him that Soarynn has arrived. He glances at his wristwatch, it's a little after seven which is perfect. His parents are on a trip this weekend, visiting a District resort so he has the whole place to himself.

He opens the doors, more than pleased to be greeted by the sight of his pretty girlfriend who's dressed exactly to his liking. A short skirt, a loose sweater, and her hair slightly pulled back from her face.

She looks so pretty.

"Hi baby," he says, pulling her in for a kiss. Soarynn doesn't even tense when he does this, doesn't even try to get away. She's much more docile when they're both alone, a little more trusting. So pure and innocent. "Hi," she whispers when he pulls away, her cheeks pink.

He chuckles and takes her hand, leading them to his bedroom, a place she's grown all too familiar with. "How was dinner?" He asks, not really caring how it went but knowing she doesn't get to see her dad a whole lot. He can't relate. His father is always home.

"It was okay. He actually had to leave early to deal with some business stuff in Two." Coriolanus halts in his tracks causing Soarynn to slightly run into him. He turns and looks down at her, his eyes wide with excitement, "So you're home all by yourself?" She nods, shifting on her feet. "Then you can sleep over, my parents are gone too," he decided, the plan already formulating in his mind.

Soarynn's blue-gray eyes widen as she looks up at him, "I...I don't know if I can sleep over Coriolanus,' she says softly, "I didn't ask for permission or if there was somethi-"

"Pretty girl he's never gonna know," he cuts her off, "you're spending the night, I'd never forgive myself if something happened to you while you were alone at home." Was he slightly exaggerating? Yes, but she didn't need to know that.

Now that he'd cleared that up, he led them into his bedroom where Soarynn closed the doors behind them, just the way he liked it. "You can wear some of my clothes to sleep," he says, pulling open his desk drawer, and looking for the bottle he'd stashed away in there.

He can hear Soarynn shuffling towards his bed, kicking off her shoes before sitting down. At least she knows what to do, what to wear, what to say. he grins when he finds the bottle and grabs it, turning around to see Soarynn perched on the edge of his bed, expectantly watching him.

Over the past month, they've adopted some sort of a routine for whenever she comes over. First, she says hello to his parents. His father barely gives her a glance, too consumed with work and all too used to Coriolanus bringing home girls left and right. To him, Soarynn's just another notch in his son's belt.

And sometimes that's how Coriolanus sees her, just another conquest, another body. But sometimes he finds himself genuinely caring for her, especially after seeing how lonely she is, how she truly has no friends. She's a sweet girl, a pretty girl.

Then she says hello to his mother who adores Soarynn, thinks she's such a pretty little thing, and that her son has secured such a perfect match. It is getting to be that time when couples begin to form and settle down, right before graduation. After all that's been done, they go to his room.

In his room is where the real fun begins. That's when he has her all to himself, can do whatever he wants with her. They usually start slow, with her on his lap, his hands on her waist. He knows she's still nervous, she still shakes and it's not from pleasure.

He strides over to her, bottle in his grasp and her eyes immediately lock onto it. His pretty girl is so perceptive. “What is that?” She asks, her curiosity getting the best of her. Usually, Soarynn keeps to herself and simply does what he tells her, never questioning his authority. Coriolanus sits next to her on the bed, his clothed thigh brushing against her bare one. “Festus gave these to me,” he tells her, holding out the bottle so she can have a better look, “he says they help you relax, feel good.” Soarynn furrows her brows and takes the bottle, turning it over in her hands, examining its contents. There’s no label, Coriolanus made sure of that and the pills are white, nothing on them.

“Are you going to take these?” She asks him, handing back the bottle. Coriolanus smiles, “We are going to take these, just one for each of us should be enough.” Soarynn frowns, her hands nervously playing with the hem of her skirt, “I don’t think I should take those,” she mumbles, “I’ve never really taken any medication before.” He expected this, the pushback, the hesitation. And he prepared for it. “Baby, I wouldn’t give these to you if I didn’t think they’d make you feel good. Don’t you want to relax, let me make you feel good?” His hand grabs her thigh and she slightly tenses. While he hasn’t fingered her yet, he has feasted on her delicious cunt many times and he knows how much Soarynn likes it even if she won’t admit it.

She nervously eyes the bottle again, it’s like he can see her resolve slowly breaking. “Okay,” she whispers, “just one.” He grins and grabs her face in his hand, pressing a kiss to her lips. Soarynn kisses him back, she’s gotten better at returning his kisses instead of tolerating them, especially when it’s just the two of them. He’s quick to open the bottle, he won’t be taking any of these pills, not if he values the mobility of his body. But Soarynn will. He lets go of her face for only a moment, just to grab one of the white pills and press it against her lips as he kisses her, “Swallow it, pretty girl,” he says against her lips, pressing the pill into her mouth.

Soarynn whimpers but she does as he says and swallows it. It’s easy to pretend he takes on as well, to act like he can feel the tingly feeling that she’s feeling. Soarynn’s getting more frantic, more on edge as he keeps kissing her. But he reassures all her worries with soft kisses, eventually pulling her into his lap, his hands going under her skirt to grab her ass. Soarynn moans into the kiss, grinding on his thigh.

Coriolanus smirks, it’s working.

From what Festus described, the pills are meant to help you relax, but they also make you more compliant, easier to move around since they’ll nearly numb your entire body. And that’s exactly what Coriolanus wants. He doesn’t know how long it’ll take for everything to kick in but he starts to notice her loss of mobility ten minutes later when she can no longer clutch onto his dress shirt while he kisses her. Soarynn whimpers and it’s not from pleasure, it’s from fear.

“Coriolanus,” she says, “I don’t…I don’t feel so good.”

He feigns a look of concern and pulls away from her soft lips, placing a hand on her forehead. She’s got a faraway look in her eyes, and she’s swaying in his lap like she might fall over if he doesn’t keep his grip on her, “Do you need to lay down pretty girl?”

He doesn’t wait for a response before he lays her down on his bed, her legs splayed out, her hands trying to grip the sheets but failing as she loses more mobility. Coriolanus starts with her skirt, slipping it off her body and smirking when he sees she’s wearing a baby pink thong, with a little bow on the front. “You wear this just for me?” He asks, slipping his hands under her sweater. Soarynn whimpers, trying to move but she can’t. She can’t. She looks so pretty when she can’t.

It’s a bit harder to slip her sweater off. Soarynn whines when her arms flop back onto the bed, her chest nearly exposed if it weren't for the matching baby pink bra she's wearing. Coriolanus chuckles, remembering when he bought this very set for her. How ironic that now she's going to bleed in it. "You look so pretty Soarynn," he murmurs, tracing his fingertips down her stomach towards her covered cunt.

Soarynn tries to move but can't, she can barely make a sound let alone tell him to stop. Once he reaches her panties he peels them off, groaning at how wet she already is. Hadn't Festus mentioned that? Something about this pill making girls nice and wet for you? Festus would know, he's used these pills dozens of times, they're easy to get and easy to slip into a drink. Unless you're dumb like Soarynn and swallow it whole.

It's damn near embarrassing how wet Soarynn gets for Coriolanus now. He relishes the fact that no one else has ever touched her before, seen her like this before. He leans down and licks a stripe up her cunt, grinning when her hips slightly buck up, the pill's contents too strong for her to achieve much movement. He figures he might as well enjoy this while he can so he pries her thighs as far apart as they'll go, appreciating how flexible she is. Soarynn lets out another whine and he bites her inner thigh, "Hush Soarynn," he says, greedily eyeing her pretty cunt, "you should be thanking me for what I'm about to do to you."

He eats her out like a starved man from the Districts. She still tastes as sweet as she did the first time but for some reason, he finds her wetness even more addicting. Maybe it's the drug in her system. She lets out a few quiet moans but for the most part, she's silent, her chest rapidly rising and falling. Coriolanus takes his sweet time with her, lapping at her clit, biting it, sucking on it. He doesn't finger her though. He plans on stretching her out with his cock and a single finger might ruin his chances of seeing her bleed for him.

Coriolanus can tell she's getting close with the way her cunt starts to pulse, almost fluttering. Normally she'd be crying and whining and babbling all sorts of things but not today. It's a strange type of silence. Coriolanus has grown used to gauging how he's doing based off of girl's moans but Soarynn's always been quiet. Until it came to the bedroom.

She cums in his mouth, a wheeze slipping out of her lips as he continues eating her out, working her through her orgasm while getting soaked in the process. Coriolanus sits up and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, pleased with his work down there so far. He finally looks at Soarynn's face and there are tears streaming down her cheeks as she stares up at the intricately carved ceiling. He crawls over her body, cupping her face, "Don't cry pretty girl, I'm gonna make you feel so good," he whispers, using his other hand to tug down his pants. Soarynn closes her eyes, trying to block him out but it angers Coriolanus and he grabs her jaw, shaking it until her eyes fly open, wide with fear.

"Don't be a fucking brat," he hisses, "I've given you things you couldn't dream of and now you're going to be my good girl and take my cock like you should." He pulls down his boxers next, his cock springs out. Soarynn's seen it before, tasted it before but she's never had it lodged in her tight little cunt before.

He glances down at her spread legs and can't wait to bury himself between them. He looks up at Soarynn one more time and while he expects sadness or anger or even fear he's surprised with a different look. Betrayal. He scoffs and pinches her cheek, "Don't be like that baby, you should've known it would happen like this. But don't worry, you'll learn to love it, love me. I'm not letting you go after this, you're mine, my pretty girl."

Another tear falls down her cheek but he chooses to ignore it and focuses on lining up the tip of his cock with her entrance, "You save yourself for your future husband?" He asks, slightly taunting her. Lots of Capitol girls do it, thinking it'll make them more desirable. It makes them more of a target if anything but Coriolanus won't be the one to tell them that. He slowly begins to push in, ignoring the strained groan Soarynn lets out, her legs slightly twitching from the painful intrusion. He leans back over her, looking into those dazzling eyes, "It's a good thing your husband is fucking you right now."

He thrusts straight in, moaning at how fucking tight she is because heaven knows he's never had a tighter cunt before. Soarynn's eyes squeeze shut and she lets out a strangled scream, her face scrunching up, her entire body twitching. Coriolanus swears as he bottoms out, his tip brushing her sweet spot. "Fuck Soarynn," he gasps, "you're cunt is so fucking tight, can't believe it took me this long to fuck you." He slowly drags his cock out, wanting her to feel every vein, ridge, and inch of it before slamming back in.

Coriolanus sets a hard, punishing pace to start out, listening to the squelch her cunt is making as he fucks into her so deep. He looks down to see her stomach slightly bulging and laughs, "Look's like I'm already too big for you pretty girl, might have to cock train you, let my friends take you for a spin." Her eyes open at that threat and she looks terrified at the idea of his friends splitting her cunt open, laughing at her, taking turns fucking her throat. He shakes his head, his hand grabbing her throat and squeezing it, "Don't worry angel, I won't ever let anyone see this precious cunt but me. This is my cunt Soarynn, do you understand? Mine. Every fucking breath you take belongs to me, every orgasm, everything is mine now."

Soarynn's eyes are glassy as he fucks into her, her breasts bouncing up and down with every thrust. He almost wishes she could make more noise, so he could hear how fucking dumb she sounds, how good he's making her feel. He reaches down at rubs her clit and Soarynn gasps, "My dumb little fuckdoll," he croons, "so full of cock you can't even think can you baby? Maybe I should leave you like this, drugged up all the time. Tie you up, always ready for my cock, all you're good for is taking my cum hmm?" Soarynn's eyes start to roll to the back of her head and he can see her toes curling.

He squeezes her throat even tighter, cutting off her airflow, "You'll take my cum every fucking time do you understand? And if you don't, I'll rip that fucking birth control implant out of you and fuck my child into you, do you understand?" It's not like Soarynn can verbally respond but she actually attempts to nod and he's pleased with that.

His pretty girl is so obedient.

Coriolanus grunts, happy he got his message across and starts drilling into her sweet spot, determined to see Soarynn unravel around him. He moans when her walls flutter around his cock, sucking him in, "There you go pretty girl, give it to me, you know you want it. You were made for this, made for my cock, such a good girl for me Soarynn, I barely need to train you." He would train her, teach her his favorite positions, what to say, what to wear, what to do.

His own pretty little fuckdoll.

Finally, she cums and she looks so fucking pretty when she squeezed around him, she looks so scared when she cums, her body doesn't even know what to do. He continues fucking into her though, he won't ever stop until he is finished. She needs to learn that.

Coriolanus feels his thrusts getting more erratic and he sits up, grabbing her hips for leverage to fuck into her, "Take it," he grunts, feeling himself tip over the edge, "take it while you look so pretty for me."

He watches as her cunt takes everything he gives her, every drop of cum stuck in her dumb little cunt. He slowly pulls out, his eyes nearly rolling back when he sees his cock covered in her blood. It's leaking out onto his white bedsheets, mixed with their cum, mostly his cum. "Oh pretty girl," he says, swiping between her legs, "you were so perfect for me."

Soarynn doesn't even respond, he's not sure she's even conscious right now. Her eyes are closed and her body is limp, probably fucked out to the point of exhaustion. She'll have to learn that too, how to take it for multiple rounds. Coriolanus Snow isn't easily satisfied.

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Soarynn sleeps well into the middle of the night, curled up against his side. He cleaned her up, bathed her, wiped away the cum and her blood. Soarynn wasn't awake for the clean-up or aftercare but she would be in the future. Coriolanus was sound asleep when he hears the sound of sniffling. He slowly opens his eyes and looks up to see Soarynn sitting up, her knees pulled to her chest as she cries. When he places his hand on her bare back she flinches, "Soarynn," he whispers, his voice deep with sleep. Soarynn shakes her head, "No, no, you...you get away from me," she sobs, trying to get off the bed but he's faster than her and wraps his strong arms around her. "Soarynn," he starts again but his quiet, pretty girl is suddenly so loud.

"NO!" She screams, kicking and squirming in his hold, "No you let me go! Don't touch me after...after what you...what you did," she whispers the last part, her voice breaking as she sobs again, her small frame shaking. Coriolanus can only hold her tight, letting her cry while he presses soft kisses to her bare shoulder while she mourns her stolen girlhood, "Soarynn I love you," he whispers, feeling her go still in his hold, "and I...I didn't know how to tell you or show you but I'm sorry if I ever hurt you in any way, it was never my intention." All lies but she doesn't need to know that. Coriolanus needs her wrapped around his finger.

Soarynn shudders, sniffling, "You lied to me, you lied about everything." Her voice is hoarse. So she's upset about everything, typical. "It wasn't a lie," he insists, maneuvering her around until she's facing him, nearly in his lap, "but let me tell you the truth." His piercing blue eyes stare into hers with such intensity she seems frozen, "No one will ever love you the way I love you. And now that you're used, no one will ever give you a chance, you can kiss any marriage prospects goodbye," he says without a trace of sympathy.

Even in the dark, he can see her whole world falling apart, "Think about it. You have no family besides, your dad who's just as quiet as you. He'd already have a hard time finding you a proper match but now that you're not a virgin it'll be nearly impossible. Besides baby, you're perfect for me, everyone thinks so. Don't ruin your chances because of something as little as your pride."

Soarynn's bottom lip trembles and it seems she comes to terms with what he's just told her. More lies but she's so dumb and naive. "You love me?" She asks, her fingers shaking, her arms covered in goosebumps. Coriolanus nods so earnestly that he almost believes himself. He's sure he can find love in his heart for her someday but not now. Who the hell falls in love one month into their relationship?

"I do," he tells her, holding her so tight as if she could break at any moment. Soarynn wipes her tears, her shoulders slouching in defeat, "Okay," she says, her voice so soft and gentle compared to how she addressed him a mere seconds ago, "I love you too."

Coriolanus grins, he's won again. He pressed a kiss to her lips, this one she returns after a moment of hesitance but he chooses to ignore it. He knows it'll be harder now, making it up to her. He'll have to dote on her, buy her gifts, take her on more dates, be the perfect boyfriend. She'll have to get used to him though, his drive to put her in her place, how rough he can get when he's angry. If she wants him to love her, she'll have to love him too. The good the bad and the ugly. It's a good thing Coriolanus is handsome. She's the perfect match.

His pretty girl.

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