<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><em>Hours later -</em></span><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/dragonball/images/4/44/Olivia_Wilde_-_my_heroine.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Rybbon Latimer, mentor<br/><strong>With:</strong>Atlas Yule<br/><strong>Where:</strong>private locked room<br/><br/>Rybbon let out a gasp as she fell to the bed, her arms wrapping up around Atlas naturally as he joined her. The soft gloves covering her hands would not allow her fingers to feel enough detail of his short hair as she reached up to caress the back of his skull. She half moaned under the rough kiss, peeling the gloves off behind him, writhing with his searching hands.<br/><br/>He’d just reached for the long panels of her skirt, possibly to strip her undergarments away, possibly just to caress her thigh… but she reacted with an amateur knee to his lower ribs, more trying to throw him off balance mentally rather than physically. She squirmed and yanked away from him, fighting her way onto her front, trying to crawl across the bed away from him. Her grin, if he could catch a glimpse of it, was ecstatic and wide, relieved that he’d wanted her so badly as to interrupt their workday for a quickie behind closed doors.<br/><br/>Not that a quickie up against the wall of the observation deck wouldn’t have been a thrill. However, she didn’t find it professional to attempt such with the trainers milling around downstairs, the other mentors likely to return to the upper level for more study of the tributes below.<em>Hells, Seneca Crane could have walked in on them at any point. What would have occurred in response in that case?</em>Would there have been some embarrassing comment quipped just to stab the shame in deeper? Would she have found herself relegated to her home district, banished from the Capitol for her indiscretion? Would the Gamemaker have found some other method of utilizing the desperate sexual contact to his purpose? Taking the vids of their unwisely timed and placed actions together, editing up a presentation to advertise their sudden sexual availability? She’d never been sold by another party simply because she’d been too eager to give her body away for free. Assuming a responsibility for her own pleasure, Rybbon had found solace in many partners shortly after her victory. She’d been relatively indiscriminate so long as she found something attractive within them and could enjoy/endure their touch. Anything to keep the nightmares from haunting her mind.<br/><br/>It frightened her that a favorite returning partner seemed to prefer her company in return. That didn’t bode well for their futures. Commonly, something tragic would happen to limit or eliminate their ability to enjoy each other right about now… but she couldn’t think on that too hard. At least they could say goodbye with their bodies, just in case it was the last time.<br/>