"I'm bored with this routine, let's change it up a bit", Peeta said thinking aloud
"No! Get off me you freak!", Gale yelled, but was ignored
"I know", He declared
Peeta then dragged a squirming Gale all the way to a tall, strong tree in a secluded area. Peeta pushed Gale's back against it with a thud, and forcefully sat him down. He then grabs the rope that was meant for the catch, but obviously went unused, and tied Gale to the tree.
"I cant move", said an immobile Gale
"That's the point, stupid. You won't be able to resist", laughed Peeta
Gale stared up at the blonde boy, he was going to torture him till his nose broke. Why did he even talk to Peeta again? Peeta turned around and stuck out his butt for Gale to see, leading to a face of disgust. The smell was already hitting Gale, and Peeta was like 5 feet away.
"You know you want it", teased Peeta, twirling his butt around
"No, I don't! Sicko!" he yelled "Get away from me!"
"Nah.. You do want it", Peeta said with a smirk
He backed up, showing off his smelly butt, which will land on Gales face anytime soon. Gale was now struggling like crazy, he looked like a clown during a circus. Peeta then smushed onto his face, and darkness enshrouded Gales vision. From Gales POV, it was absolute horror. It smelt like something sweaty died and stayed there for a year. Plus, add the fact that no fresh air can get through because of Peetas butt covering both sides of his mouth and nose. He couldn't ven see anything, only feel the two cheeks pushing against his face. Peeta was also talking to him, but he couldn't make out what he was trying to say. But from Peeta's POV, it was bringing him great pleasure in torturing his comrade. He was making the guy that Katniss looked up to for years, smell his stink. His plump booty rested itself onto Gales face, using it as a seat. He also kept yelling things like," How's it looking down there" or "I think I have to fart" just to make a fool of Gale, but he wasn't sure he could hear. And that was when Gale's nightmare started. From above, he heard a clenching sound made by Peeta, the next second, a booming fart blasted his face. It was pure terror, it smelt horrendous and he couldn't do anything about it, but he could now hear Peeta laughing loud and clear. Gale didn't even have time to take in the first fart, before the second one, equal in loudness, but twice in stench, hit his head.
"Hows it going back there", Peeta said laughing out loud, then he started wiggling a little from too much laughter, but this only made things worse for Gale. He had just learnt a fun new way to torture Gale. Peeta shook his butt to the right, and Gales face maneuvered to the right, still connected at his round butt. Peeta then started shaking left and right, doing some sort of dance. While Gale felt dizzied and dizzied, with the fumes of Peetas butt, and the constant shaking. Peeta then stopped and said
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