And now she had no shortage of places to target. Katniss ran a trail of light kisses along his jawline, mindful of his abraisions, and found the crook of his neck. She pressed a soft kiss there too and, because it seemed like a good idea (she didn't know. It could be the worst idea she'd ever had, but she wanted to try anyway), she flicked her tongue out against the soft skin there.

She was curious. And when Katniss was curious about things, she experimented to understand.