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Peter Pan Imagine Request pt. 2/ Who’s it’s Gonna be

“I lovede “who’s it gonna be?”! Could you do a part 2? Maybe where Peter finds out that Y/N and Felix had sex, and gets jealous? And then you decide the ending! Thanks!”

“Who’s it gonna be part 2? Where Peter finds out and he’s really mad?”

Thank you all of loving it! And well of course I can! (:  Part 1 will be down below

http://neverland93.tumblr.com/post/144241120065/peter-pan-felix-imaginewhos-it-gonna-be

Warnings: Cursing,smut

“Felix what the hell did we just do?”

Felix just rubs his face, knowing that if Pan ever found out there will be consequences, but little did you both know, he already knew. For there he was in the window, watching you two regret what had just happen, he heard the noises , at first he thought you might have been pleasuring yourself , thinking of him, but then he heard a guys voice, and with that, he turned mad, and with that, he stares at you two, in disappointment, anger, and confusion.

“Felix what if he-”

“He’s not, if we act like none of this happen, and never talk about it again, he won’t.” Felix says.

You nod your head in agreement, but still something in your gut tells you other wise.

Peter walks away and goes into his cabin, he sits on his king chair and decides your punishment, he thinks long and hard, by the time he makes one up the sun rises, he just smiles, it was time for the games to begin.

********

You walk outside for breakfast, seeing the lost boys, Felix, who you try your best to ignore, and Peter who was sitting on a log eating his biscuits and eggs with some of the older lost boys who looked up to him dearly.

You decide to get some food, as you walk past him his head doesn’t turn but his eyes does, watching your every move, he notices you think before every move that you do, you fiddle with your fingers as you pick up the plate, while you’re waiting in line you can’t help but look up and no where else, oh it was so fun for Peter to see you this nervous, knowing you messed up and trying to hide it, brought joy to his twisted heart.

Once you get your food you walk over to the younger lost boys but Peter stops you.

“Y/n!” he shouts your name and you nearly drop your food.

“Y-yes Peter?” you say back trying to catch a breath.

“Why don’t you sit over here with me?”

“Oh of course Peter.” you smile and quickly sit next to him.

“How’s the food?” he says as he bites into a biscuit.

“I haven’t ate anything yet Peter.” you slowly say, watching your words.

“Oh the silliness of me, of course not, well dig in, I’m sure you will enjoy it.” he smiles as he takes an other bite.

You do the same, “This is delicious! The best biscuits I’ve eaten in a while.” 

“Felix made them.” Peter says as he smirks

You were totally caught off guard nearly chocked on the what you had left in your mouth, Peter had to pat your back for support.

“Y/n are you alright?” Knowing that you clearly weren’t, you were a nervous wreck.

“Y-yeah I’m fine I just didn’t chew right probably haha.”

Peter stares at you deep in your eyes, and at that moment, he doesn’t laugh, so you think you were finally caught, you were about to die.

“You must be more careful, don’t want my favorite and only lost girl dying on me.” with that he starts to laugh and nudges your arm signaling he was joking and that means you should laugh with him, so you laugh right along with him.

Felix just cringes at the scene, you were a horrible lair, pretender, and you could’t keep calm for nothing.

*******

After breakfast you all decided to play hide and seek, which was all you wanted to do right now, hide, you were so embarrassed, nobody knew, but you and Felix, and that was more than enough, every time someone said Felix’es name you cringed, every time someone would touch you , you’d flinch, you just wanted to sleep today off, but that would be way too suspicious, and Peter would know something was up, especially because hide and go seek was one of your favorite things to play. 

“Who want’s to be captain?” Peter yell’s.

Everybody screams “ME!”

He laughs at that while his hands are on his hips, he looks at you and you fake smile.

He then turns around and pick the two youngest lost boys to be captain, one boy picks you, Peter, and Felix to be on the same team because “Everybody knows you’re all the best at hide and go seek.” which was actually true, but this made it so much worse.

As the seeker begins to count you all start to run and split up, you run deep deep into the forest and try to find the best hiding spot so that you can have time for yourself to think.

“You can do this Y/n you can do this,” You say to yourself over and over again.

“You can do what love?” Peter says as you scream and jump into his arms you were so scared. 

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry.” as you back away from him.

“You alright love? You seem a bit jumpy.” he looks in your eyes.

“Nope, I’m fine.”

“Did you get enough sleep last night?” he asked

Uh-oh this is it, you’re dead you think, you have to have been caught for sure.

“Uhh, ohh, uhh, uhm” as you stutter you words, not knowing what to say.

“You know because you didn’t eat dinner with us last night, you were tired right?” Peter asked you.

“YES! that’s it I was really tired, you have me working the early shifts so when dinner comes I’m just so tired, you know how it is, you are king of the island.” you smile.

“Yes I do know what you mean, I also know everything that goes on this island.” he winks at you

“Shit.” you say in your head.

“Can you believe that the younger lost boys have been sneaking Hook’s rum?”

(sigh) you let out the breath you were holding, Peter really must have no idea you think, and that calms your nerves.

“Wow really? That’s just terrible.” you say.

“I know I can’t believe them.” he puts his hands on his hips.

“Well they do look up to you Peter, and you are a very bad influence.” you jokingly laugh as you say that.

“I am not bad, I am wild.” as he folds his arms.

You just laugh at him, he was very attractive when you and him played fight like this.

“You are very bad Peter.” you say in a flirtatious way.

“I can show you bad Y/n” as he comes close to you he rubs your face, and he is about to kiss you but then a lost boy tags both of you.

“GOT EM I GOT THE LAST TWO WE WON!” the lost boys shouts.

Peter looks at you and smiles “We should head back to camp love.”

“Good that.” you say as you put up a thumb.

********

Back at the campsite everybody was hyped, begging Peter for an other round.

“Alright alright, this time, Y/n and I will be captain.” 

“What really? I can be captain?”

“Of course love.” Peter winks at you.

Felix was getting pretty jealous that you and Peter have been getting close all day, so with that he asked if he could be on your team.

“What? Felix no I’m picking who I want” you whisper to him.

“But I don’t want to be on Peter’s team.” he whispers back.

 “Why not?” you whisper louder

“Because!” Felix yells.

IS everything okay over there?” Peter asks from afar, knowing exactly what you were talking about because he knows everything.

“We are fine.”you say as you walk to Peter, “Now let’s start picking our team members.” you smile at him.

He just smiles and he goes first, which means you’re last to pick.

Peter doesn’t pick Felix to be on his team, so that means he’s on your team.

“And Felix.” you say as you roll your eyes.

Peter just smirks, he knows how awkward it is for you.

Round 2 starts and you once again start to run, but Felix was running with you.

“What are you doing?” you yell at him.

“I’m running I cant run?”

“Not with me!” You push him and he falls.

“Have a nice FALL!” you yell as you run deeper into the forest.

Sooner than later Felix finds you and brings you closer into him but you push him back.

“What the hell?”

“”What do you mean?” Felix says.

“I thought we agreed that what we did was a mistake?” 

“It was but now that we did it, doesn’t mean we can’t still mess around.” as he pulls you into him once again.

“Ew no Felix! That was a mistake, we can never do it, or anything else like that again.”

“Psh man whatever you suck.” Felix leaves you.

“And you’re an asshole.” as you start to run to another direction.

As you run you run into Peter, and your elbow hits his chest.

“Ouch!” you say as you hug your arm and start to bend down.

“Love are you alright?” he holds you up so you are no longer bending down, staring staring straight into his eyes.

“I’-I think so.”

“Good, because I caught the captain, I win.” he smiles.

You laugh and hit his shoulder, he laughs and rubs your arm all the way back to the campsite.

********

“Thank for helping me walk back to the campsite Peter, it was really nice of you.”

“No problem love.” he winks and leaves you to go do something important.

With that you start to cook dinner, it was your turn to make it, and you were looking forward to it.

You made grilled cheese with tomato soup, your favorite, you liked cooking sometimes, it was a distraction, and plus Peter never told you what to cook, he always trusted your cooking from day one, so you totally got to be the boss in the kitchen, and if anyone wanted to help, Peter also made you in charge of them.

You were almost done when you heard foot steps come in, 

You didn’t see anyone so you ignored it, thinking it was a mistake .

Then your heard a pan crash “EEEk!” you scream.

Then you hear the little lost boys laugh.

“You guys you can’t do that in the kitchen!”

“Felix said to do it.” a younger lost boy said.

Your face got red.

“Oh really?” you hurried up and finished cooking so you could have a word with Felix but then you bump right into Peter.

“Peter! Sorry I can’t talk I have to go find-”

“Felix, I know.”

“Yeah he made the lost boys play a horrible trick on me I totally could have hurt myself.” you said with anger.

“Don’t think about it too much love.” he kisses your forehead and takes you back to the kitchen to help set out the dinner. Why was he so nice? I mean he has always been nice to you, but he has been extra nice.

At dinner you sat with Peter, totally over Felix and never wanted to see him again, he was just mad because you didn’t want to hook up with him again, how childish you thought.

“I have something to show you, so hurry up okay?” Peter tells you.

“Okay Peter.” you smile, not thinking about it too much.

********

You and Peter head to his cabin.

“Whoa this is really cool.” you say as you start to wonder and look around.

“You think? It’s pretty simple to me.” he says as he sits on his king chair with his arms folded and legs wide open as he slouches.

You turn to look at him and start to giggle.

He sits up, “What’s so funny?”

“You have a king chair?” you question him.

“Indeed, every king needs his chair.” his says.

“Of course.” you say as you roll your eyes and laugh again. “Peter why’d you bring me here?”

“You said you always wanted to see my cabin did you not?” he questions you.

“I did.” you say as you wonder around, picking up things, smelling them, touching things.

Peter than watches you, he admires you, and then he thinks, its the perfect time.

“Y/n.”

“Yes Peter?” as you turn your head to him.

“Come sit on my bed with me I have something to tell you.”

You walk over to his bed with him and wait for him to say whatever he needs to say.

“You know, you’re the best lost girl ever.”

“I’m the only lost girl Peter.” you say with a laugh.

“True, but you’re my most prized possession, you never lie, you’re honest, loyal, I can always count on you.”

You cringe at that, “Ohhh..”

“I know that you would never betray me, and with that I need to ask you something.” as he holds your hand.

“Uh okay..” you say hesitantly.

“Will you be my queen?” he asked you.

“Q-queen?!” you almost scream.

“Indeed love, you’re the only one I can truly count on, you and Felix.”

“P-peter..”

“Yes?”

‘I-i…”

“Yes?”

“I…” as you try to get the words out, Peter says it for you.

“You and Felix had sex?” Peter says as he flex’es his arms muscles, signing that he was getting angry.

Your eyes open, “How did you know?”

“Tell me something Y/n, did you really think I didn’t?”

You nod your head no, you knew it, you knew that he knew this whole time, you just didn’t want to admit it.

“I’m sorry Peter.” as your head falls down because tears were coming out of your eyes.

“What do you think should be your punishment?” he says darkly.

“I don’t know just please, please don’t kill me.”

Peter looks confused. “I would never kill you,” then he smirks twistedl-y, “however, torture, is a always one of my favorite past times.”

Your head shots up “What are you gonna do to me?” you start to cry.

: Warning, SMUT OVER LOAD :

“Put this on.” he gives you a blindfold. You do as you were told.

“Don’t make a peep, if you did, there will be consequences.” he whispers in your ear. You just nod, agreeing.

You start to feel him slide his finger tips up and down your arms, so many thoughts were running through your head but were soon interrupted by the attraction of his lips to your neck, you let a gasp but then quickly put your hands over your mouth hoping Peter wouldn’t hear, but of course he did, you could feel his smirk on your neck.

“What was that I heard?” he asked.

You quickly shake your head no but he put your hands over your head and ties them up. With that he pushes you on his bed.

You start to squirm because you think you know where this was going.

He kisses your neck once again, leaving little red patches all over it., He bites, then kisses, and sucks all over your neck, you are trying to keep it all in.

He then goes down and kisses your stomach, kissing upwards leading to your breast, he kisses them softly, removing your bra and putting your whole breast in his mouth, sucking and licking it, you wrap your legs on his waist and he starts to rub your other breast playing with your nipple.

He then starts to take off your pants, seeing that you wore a lace thong got him pretty excited and making his eye brow shoot up.

“What a beautiful sight to see.” he says as his kisses you down low with your thong still on. You squirm trying not to make a noise, it was so hard, Peter was good at what he did, very good.

He then removes your thong fully and starts to lick your area ever so slightly each lick making you want him more and more.

He licked you til he thought you deserved more pleasure, he then lay his tongue right at your area not moving just watching your face expression, your make a frown noticing that he is obviously doing this on purpose, with that he makes a laugh and quickly takes off his clothes.

He gets on top of you and slides into you ever so slowly, you bite your lip to the point where it starts to bleed, Peter licks the blood off your lips.

“Now my lost girl, you may talk.” as he takes off your blindfold.

“Oh fuck!” you scream.

He starts to stroke into you and you start to moan and he starts to whisper into your ear.

“Who’s better?”

“What?” you question.

“Don’t act like you didn’t hear me.”

“You are.” as you cum already.

“Who can make you cum faster?

“You Peter!.”

You thought Peter would let you come down from your high but he keeps on stroking.

“Who can make you scream louder?”

“You.

“And who can get you wet without even touching you?”

“You Can.”

“Scream my name.”

“But Peter the lost boys are right outside.”

“That’s the point love.”

You scream Peter’s name multiple times, you also cum a few more times as well.. Everybody heard you, including Felix.

********

Once you and Peter were done, he un tied your hands and let them go, noticing you had rope burns on your wrist, it was bruised up with little blood droplets. He then kissed them while you still lay down on his bed completely naked.

He gets a shirt from his closet and lets you put it on, you do.

“Thanks.” you say.

He looks at you and says “You’re my lost girl, nobody ever touches you the way I do, if they do, I’ll cut their hands off.” he winks at you.

“Yes Peter as you kiss his cheek  and lay down on his bed.

Stranger at the library (part 2) *Smut warning*

made this on wattpad, decided to share it on here

I wake feeling a little dizzy and confused. Sitting up I realize that I’m on a bed and in a room that I don’t recognize. What happened? I don’t re- then it hit me…that boy who said he was Peter Pan must have drugged me. But why me?! This is crazy!

Then I remember what he said to me…“Because I like you, and I want to have some fun.” Fun? Surely that cant mean that he wants to…No! Of course not, he coulden’t possibly be planning to do that. Could he?

“So the sleeping beauty has finally awakened” Says Peter while he stands in the doorway.

“ W-Why am I here? Where am I?” I say, my voice shaking a little not knowing what his intentions are.

He walks over to me putting both hands on my waist and leaning next to my ear.

“I thought I told you darling, I like you and I want to have some fun and play…and we’re in Never land in my tree house.” He whispers with a dark tone. He leans back and looks at me with eyes full of lust.

“Don’t you want to play darling?” He asks me with a playful smirk. I just shake my head hoping that maybe he’ll let me leave. He just chuckles and lays me down on the bed. I try to get up and out of his grasp but he pushes me back down and waves his hand over me, making my hands tied to the bed posts.

“ Now….we’re going to play a game, called mercy. That means that I’m going to do what ever I want to you until you beg me to put my dick inside you.” He says with an evil grin. I stare at him in shock. There’s no way out of this…

Then he smashes his lips to mine, I’m surprised at first but I realize that I’m not getting out of this so I’m just going to have to let him. soon melt into the kiss. His tongue grazes  my bottom lip asking for entrance but I deny just to see what he would do. He growls and slides his hand under me and gropes my butt causing me to gasp, letting him be able to slide his tongue in my mouth. He starts to explore every part of my mouth and I do the same with him. Then he starts kissing down my neck until he finds my sweet spot and I hold back a moan. But when he starts biting and sucking on it I loose it and give in to him, letting a moan slip out, and feel him smirk.

After hes done with assault on my neck, he brings his hands down to my shirt and rips it off, and he does the same with my shorts, leaving me in only my pink lace bra and panties. Then he sits up and looks at my body with an approving look on his face. He reaches back and unhooks my bra and throws it across the room.

My nipples harden from the cool air and being turned on, his hands grasp each of them, his thumbs rubbing each of my tits. I let out a moan when he replaces one of his hands with his mouth and starts to suck on my right breast, his tongue swirling around the nub. He does the same with the left one. I feel myself getting wet already.

When hes done with my breasts he starts to trail kisses down my stomach until he reaches my underwear. He quickly tears the lacy fabric away and spreads my legs apart. Then he waves his hand ad vines crawl up the bed and wrap my waist, keeping me still, and around my thighs spreading them further.

“ Look at you, already wet for me, someones been a naughty girl.” Could he be any more cocky?

Then he proceeds to finger me, rubbing my clit and making me squirm and moan out. He pulls his hand away, making me whimper, and sucks on them with a smug look. Then he puts his head down and starts kissing and sucking everywhere but my entrance, causing me moan and try to grind on him but the vines hold me in place. Finally he thrusts his tongue in making me let out a load moan. He keeps darting his tongue in and out ans I’m close to release but he pulls away and looks up at me causing me to let out a frustrated groan.

With a snap of his fingers all his clothes are gone and I can see his erection. He gets into position and puts his dick right at my entrance but not in.

“ Beg for it darling, tell me how much you want it.” He says with his voice raspy, I can hes trying to hold back, he wants release as bad as I do. That’s why I just give up and decide to let him win.

“ Peter please, I need you inside me, you win, just fuck me already, please!” God I sound desperate, but I cant wait any longer.

Slowly he slides his dick all the way in but doesn’t start thrusting yet and leans down next to my ear.

“ Your mine now Y/N, Your my queen, and i’m your king, remember that.” I just nod, not knowing what else to say.

He then starts thrusting hard in and out of me and pretty soon we’re both a moaning mess. His dick twitches which means hes close and so am I.

All it takes is for him to kiss my sweet spot and kneed my breasts for me to release. My head fly’s back as I cry out, tugging at the ropes as my orgasm rides through me. Peter releases soon after and lets out a load groan and collapses on top of me. We both breath heavily as we come down from our high and he rolls off laying down next to me. Both of us breathing heavily.

“ Wow, that was just…….wow.” Peter mutters.

“Yeah, it was.” I say smiling to myself.

He then snaps his fingers and my hands and legs are free and he pulls me to him so my hands are on his chest. Then he rests his chin  on my head and closes his eyes.

“ Welcome to never land Y/N.” he whispers as he drifts off to sleep.

Maybe never land wont be so bad, but maybe tomorrow Peter will be the one tied to the bed.

Because even a queen can make her king bow down…

Peter Pan Smut

This is dedicated to my Friend @trashforbrits, I know how much they love Peter Pan

I always loved ignoring Pan, It really brought out his possessive nature and his dark side when I would avoid him and only talk to the lost boys. But to bring out this dark and possessive state in bed, I would have to starve him of sexual needs for weeks. Usually after 5 days of no sex, he would begin to pull me onto his lap at any time and plant love bites up and down my neck, I would let him until he started to tighten his hold on me, it was then that I would give him a quick kiss just before darting off towards the lost boys asking if they wanted to go hunt. They would always say yes.

After 14 days without any sexual interaction from me, he would kiss me softly and passionately whilst hugging me. Pan would apologise and ask if he did something wrong, to which I would always reply, “no Peter, you haven’t done anything wrong” and then walk away. I always looked over my shoulder to see his reaction. It was always the same. Upset and confused.

After 26 days of no sex, Pan would be short tempered and unhappy. He would even snap at me. It was then that I knew that I would get a dark and possessive pan. And that’s when I made my move.

It was late at night. Pan was asleep and hugging me from behind. His shirt, off, and the bed sheet at his knees. ‘Perfect-’ I thought, ’-now is the perfect time’. Slowly, I began to rub and grind against his crotch, gradually adding more force. Pan stirred in his sleep and unconsciously pulled me closer. I then stopped and turned in the embrace to face him. I started kissing him on his neck, slowly working towards his lips. He stirred more in his sleep and began to wake up. When he groaned and started to blink awake his eyes, I kissed his lips. He bit my lip and put one hand on my side pulling my closer. The kiss became rougher as Pan awoke further, his frustrations showing through his dark and lustful kiss. Breaking for air he rubbed his nose against mine, “love do you have any idea how sexually frustrated I am at the movement, I hope you know that I won’t allow you to run away this time-” he began to line my neck with love bites, slowly pushing me onto my back, “-you’ve had a blank neck for so long, I thing the lost boys are forgetting that you are mine, and ONLY mine” he said as he hovered above me, an arm on each side of my head.

I moaned as he put a knee in between my thighs. “Pan, I’m yours and only yours, please fuck me senseless right here, right now” I said as I slowly began to let out my own sexual frustrations. “Now, now love, as much as I’d love to do that, I need to tease you and make you wait, just as you made me wait” Pan said with a dark chuckle. I whined in protest but couldn’t argue, he had a point. Smirking, he sat up and pulled me onto his lap. “Now-” he bucked his hips, causing his semi-hard member to hit my sensitive spot, creating a sultry moan from my mouth “-remove your clothing” I did as told, and removed my large shirt that went to my thighs. He growled anomalistically and possessively. “Mine!” He said before licking up the valley of my breast. “All mine” he said again as he bucked his hips once more. I mewled and dug my nails in his shoulders “fuck why did I wait this long” I said and he cut off my panties, “hey-” he grinned at me “-you didn’t need these anyway” I didn’t even have a chance to reply when two fingers were inserted into my core. “Fuck pan!” I exclaimed as he began to pump in and out of me. “Yes love, what is it” he said innocently. I leaned my chest against his and rested my head in the crook of his neck, “Pan, please-” he cut me off “-please what love?” I bit down on his neck earning a hiss from his lips, I moved my mouth up closer to his ear as I whispered “please fuck me senseless” he growled and pushed my back down onto the mattress, he then hovered over me and clicked his fingers, removing his boxers and freeing his now fully hard and erect member. “As you wish, Love” he ran his free hand up my thigh as he guided his member to my dripping heat. “You might want to hug me tight, love…or don’t” he said as he inserted himself. We both let out an groan of pleasure we didn’t know we were holding. I then wrapped my legs around his waist and bucked my hips signalling him to move, and within seconds, I was in pure bliss. His hips moved in sync with mine, and the bed let out a noise of disapproval as he went deeper into me with each thrust. His pace was fast and hard, causing me to leave red lines along his back. “Fuck, Peter, Peter! PETER!” I screamed as he continued to thrust into me. He slowed down a little and focused more on finding my G spot. He bit on the crook of my neck, as I let out a mewl of pleasure. He had found it, but then again, Peter Pan never fails. Keeping a steady pace, he began to thrust up to hit my G spot. Bringing me ever closer to my undoing. I moved my hands into his hair and started pulling at the strands as he began to state that I was all his. Unhappy at my lack of moans, he threw my leg onto his shoulder and began to pound into me mercilessly again. “P-Peter-oh God Peter!” I said over and over. Clenching around his member I earned a hiss from Pan, which earned me a nip on my neck. I then began to feel it. The warmth in my pit of my stomach that signalled my undoing. “Love what do you do to me” pan said before he slammed his lips onto mine and pushed his tongue into my mouth exploring his property. With one strong thrust from Pan, I came undone and let out a sound that could be described as a mewl and moan combined. Peter began rubbing up and down my sides whilst pounding into me, slowly building up to his own release. A few hard and deep thrusts later, he climaxed. Panting and sweating he pulled out and laid next to my equally sweating body. “I’m pretty sure, all he lost boys now know that you belong to me love” Pan said triumphantly. I laugh half heartedly and laid my head on his chest. “I love starving you of sex.”

yes.

A Sleepless Night In Neverland

Summary: It’s the night before a big hunt, and you can’t stop tossing and turning in your bed. After a few hours of restlessness, Peter comes in to the rescue, and has an idea of how to lull you off to sleep.

Word Count: 737

Warnings: Mild Language

You kick your sheets off your body, then pull them back over. You try turning over onto your left side, then you’re right, then back onto your left. You kick your sheets off again, feeling too overheated, then quickly succumb to the cold, woodsy air, and the whole infuriating routine starts over again.

Annoyed, you let out a frustrated sigh. You don’t know why you can’t sleep. You’ve almost never had trouble going to bed knowing in the morning you’d get to wake up and join Peter on a big mermaid raid. But for some reason, tonight, you could just simply not keep your eyes shut.

You decide to turn over again and count sheep, but lose track (and interest) after eleven. You’re about to count horses instead when you hear the sound of the big curtains that lead into your tent being pulled back, and see the light of a lantern being carried into the room. Instantly, you clamp your eyes shut, and pretend to be unconscious.

You feel panic rise up in your chest: of course the one night you can’t sleep is the night an assassin creeps into the camp.

But then, you smell the familiar apple-cinnamon scent, and all your fears are swiftly washed away.

“Don’t bother pretending, love,” you hear Peter say, and feel the weight of him sitting down at the foot of your bed, “I can practically hear you tossing and turning all the way from my tent.”

You open your eyes, grinning. “It’s not my fault! I can’t sleep a fucking wink tonight, and it’s starting to annoy the piss out of me.”

Peter just chuckles, gazing at you with an amused expression.

“Alright,” he says after a moment, “Make some room. I have an idea.”

You scoot over to the opposite edge of the bed, and Peter crawls in next to you, extending his arm around you and setting the lantern down on your small bed side table. You lean into the side of his body, resting your head on his chest.

“Once upon a time…” He starts, and you actually snort laughter.

He shoots you a puzzled look, and you roll your eyes at him. “Peter, you’re literally the star of your own fairy tale. You can not tell me I’m supposed to listen to you-”

“Shh!” Peter hushes you, then recomposes himself. “Once upon a time, there was an island. Now, this island was no ordinary island. It was filled with magic and potions, and had evil pirates and even lagoons filled with killer mermaids. The leader of this island was a tall, striking, fearless, handsome-”

“Peter you are literally not about to tell me the story of-”

“Quiet, you ass! This is the good part.” He puts a hand over your mouth, and carries on.

“…The leader of this island was a tall, striking, fearless, handsome gentleman who’s name was…hmm..Span.”

Peter tries to muffle your laughter once more, and eventually you just bury your face in his shoulder so he can continue the rest of his story.

“Where was I…oh, yes, Span. Span was a wonderful leader. The Lost Boys loved him, and thought he was the most glorious person to ever rule Neverland.”

Peter pauses for a minute before continuing. “But, then, someone else came to the island. A girl.”

You slowly retreat your head back out and look up at Peter.

“This girl was nothing like Span had ever seen before. She was truly afraid of nothing, and conquered all obstacles that came to her before finding the camp of the Lost Boys. And, even though she fought with Span sometimes and tested his patience greatly, and occasionally never knew when to shut up, she was still the most amazing sight Span had ever seen. Deep down, he knew that this girl would carry the entire fate of Neverland.”

It’s at this moment that Peter looks down at you, and you just stare up at him, seeing the gorgeous twinkle in his golden emerald eyes. Then, he leans in, at first just kissing your forehead, and then the top of your nose, and then your lips. The kiss is slow but passionate, and at last you feel like your bed is the coziest place in the entire world, and somewhere you don’t ever want to leave.

You spend a few minutes like this, but then he reaches over and puts out the lantern, wrapping both of his arms around you tightly.

“Goodnight, Lost Girl.” You hear him murmur into your hair.

“Goodnight, Span.”

Robbie Kay-Family vacation

Title: Family vacation

Pairings: Robbie Kay x reader

Word count: 1027

Request:Could you do some Robbie fluff&smut? There’s not a lot of just plain Robbie one shots out there. Thanks! Love ur blog btw

Request:Your imagines are literally so good I maybe have been stalking your blog for the past hour reading them lol. Anyways, I’d like to request one if that’s chill?? Basically can it be a Robbie Kay imagine  Maybe smut?? Idk I’ve never requested imagines before haha sorry, but yeah I’m excited to see what you come up with 🙃

Request:Can I get a Robbie x Reader and the reader went on the Cabo vacation with him and his family and robbie and the reader gets drunk on New Years Eve and they go in the pool and get it on, lots of smut please! Lol thankss:)

Warnings: Smut, pool sex. 

You had been best friends with Robbie since you were both children. You had known each other from the age of 1 and been stuck like glue ever since. You had gone through the awkward teenage phase together and cried on him about terrible boyfriends and warned him about terrible girlfriends. You helped him with his career and he helped you through your troubles. Right now you were both on holiday with his parents but you both decided to go to a party and one drink led to twenty more and a very giggly you and a very clusmy Robbie.

“Oh my god…Robbie…look’‘You gaped, giggling drunkly as you grabbed his shirt and twisted it between your fingers. Robbie stumbled slightly, head shaking as he looked around.

’'What are we looking at?’'He whispered loudly before he burst out laughing.

’'P-pool! all to itself!’'You pointed out, jumping up and down before trying to catch the spilled bits of beer that leaked over your bottle after your childish fit.

’'ooohh!’'Robbie gasped as he spun around to look at you before shuffling back and spotting the pool. ’'Hey, (Y/n)…look! a pool!’'Robbie pointed out.

’'Yeah! a pool!’'You giggled. ’'It’s lonely…maybe we should go in it!’'You suggested.

’'I once went in a pool and then I ended up back in time to the sixties’'Robbie exclaimed as he kicked off his shoes.

’'No…no…Robbie I think that’s a film’'You mumbled before shaking your head.

’'No it wasn’t…you were there too, remember’'Robbie whispered dramatically. You paused as you racked your blank brain for it.

’'Oooh yeah! I remember. I must have forgotten’'You giggled, hitting his chest. ’'This is the best night ever, thanks for letting me come with you to dis partahhhhh!’'You cheered.

Robbie leapt forward and cupped your mouth, placing his warm cheek against yours. ’'Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh, we’re gonna get caught! and be in trouble!’'He mumbled.

’'Oh….k’'You nodded before tugging your top off. Robbie gawked at your chest before he shook his head.

’'What you doin?’'He whispered casually.

’'Going in- in the big blue thing-y’'You slurred, pointing towards the pool. Robbie watched you as you stumbled out of your clothes and jumped in the pool.

He copied your actions before swimming up to you. ”(Y/n)- thanks for being my best friend…and my friend but the bestest one I have out-outt of everyone in the whole entire universe’'Robbie smiled widely.

“Thank you for not letting the universe be your best friend so I could be the bestest one’'You hiccuped, leaning forward and hugging him tightly. ’'And thanks for taking me on this holiday’'You smiled warmly.

You both continued to swim around and stopped near the corner until the water had left you starting to sober up a bit. You were still a bit drunk but you were now able to register things properly which meant you could register the fact that you were in a pool and you were scared of water.

The fear made you sober up immediately. ’'Oh my god!’'You shrieked, no longer off your head and of course your shrill cry had made Robbie sober up too as he looked at you with a panic expression.

’'No, no no’'You cried out, backing up into the corner. Robbie looked down and noticed before he swam over.

’'Hey, hey, (y/n), babe relax!’'Robbie whispered, pulling you into his arms. ’'Look, it’s okay. Just breathe, I’ve got you, I promise’'He soothed, rubbing your back.

You held onto him for dear life, clinging to his shoulders as you closed your eyes. ’'Drunk me hates me’'You whimpered out. Robbie shushed you but chuckled a little as he rubbed your back.

’'Robbie, can we get out now’'you shivered. Robbie pulled back slightly but noticed you had gripped his forearms and closed your eyes.

’'Yeah though I was kinda enjoying the view’'He remarked cheekily, trying to distract you though he was also telling the truth. You pried your eyes open, blushing when you noticed you were only in your underwear.

’'God, you’re so beautiful’'He whispered, his face inches from yours. Your eyes widened slightly and before you knew it his head was tilting so his lips could press against yours.

The kiss grew more heated as he pushed you further into the wall and began to roll his hips against yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing his harshly as he hoisted you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist.

’’S-shit, Robbie’'You whimpered when he rolled his hips against you again and created friction. You reached down and pulled his underwear down before stroking him and watching his face contort up into pleasure.

Robbie moved your hand away before gripping under your arms and hoisting you onto the edge of the pool. The water splashed about and the air nipped at your bare skin. You were about to question him before he yanked down your underwear and pulled your thighs either side of his head.

You gasped when his lips attached to your heat, licking mercilessly as he devoured you. You grabbed his hair between his fingertips, his hand holding yours as his tongue stroked you and lapped at you.

He finally let you back into the water before positioning his hips and you felt him fill you up. You sighed out in familiarity and comfort, resting your head on his shoulder as he bucked his hips.

You had been waiting for this for ages.

He cried out your name as he thrusts his hips upwards and locked your thigh above his waist. His teeth sunk into your neck as he came undone and you followed quickly.

You both stayed for a while, loving the feeling of his fingertips running all over your back as he pecked your neck. You pulled back before giving him a slow and sweet lasting kiss.

’'Robbie what does this mean for us?’'You mumbled, slightly scared of the answer.

’'It means whatever you want it too’'He smiled softly, cupping your chin.

’'Thanks for being the bestest friend in the universe’'He teased in a childish voice. You giggled, hitting his shoulder.

’'And thanks for not letting the universe be your bestest friend’'You teased back before leaning in a giving him another longing kiss.

Ice Cube

Request: Can you do Peter Pan smut (Robbie)

xxx

“Wake up” my eyes snapped open as I felt a cold object being pressed on my core. I shivered and looked down, Peter sat between my legs, pleasuring me with an ice cube.

He caught my gaze and smirked “I see you’ve finally woken up. It was getting boring, I was the only one enjoying” he spoke as he inserted his fingers. I moaned when he brushed my prostate.

“Goo-d… morning to you too” I managed to breathe out. He had one hand buried inside me while his other hand held an ice cube and gently trickled it down my clit.

“Ah! Pe-Peter! It feels weird!” He quickened the pace of both of his hands, allowing me to cum quicker than ever. I came on his hands, I couldn’t help but stare when he started licking them in delight.

“You taste delicious y/n” he mumbled before capturing my lips. “Dont.. you… need to meet… the boys?” Peter discarded his pants and smirked “They can wait. Can’t they see that their mother needs to be taken care of?”

I moaned as he inserted himself with one deep thrust. “Mm…” Peter didn’t wait for me to adjust and started thrusting in me in a fast pace, hitting my prostate.

He grabbed another ice cube from God knows where and started rubbing it hard on my clit. “N-no! It’s cold!” I shivered as he inserted into my ass, making me squirm under him.

“Please! Stop!” Still rubbing the ice onto me, he smirked and bent down “Stop? But you look like you’re enjoying this”

My mind went blank as I saw stars in my eyes. I could feel the familiar high coming as we both moaned in pleasure. I came but he still thrusted in to ride his high for a little longer.

“Y/N!” He came into me, the hot feeling inside contrasted with the cold exterior of my core. The ice in my ass had already melted and the water dripped out like Peter’s cum flowing out of me.

I playfully hit him on the shoulder “Who the hell said that it’s okay to use ice cubes?!” Peter kissed my forehead “I saw a couple doing it when I was out and thought of trying it with you”

I pouted and threw my banket on to cover myself, Peter peeked and smiled “Oh come on, you know you liked it”

“Pervert” he smiled and nodded “Yep, Im a huge perverted father to my lost boys who satisfies the sexual needs of their kinky mother”

My eyes widened and I threw a pillow at him “K-kinky?!?!?! You’re the one with the weird fantasies!”

Peter smirked “indeed I am, let’s think of something else to use next time” I groaned and buried my face on a pillow.

Stars can’t shine without darkness.

J. M . Barrie - Peter Pan (via peterpanquotes)

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Request: Hi can you make a peter imagine where the reader and a lost boy are doing the do and peter hears and gets really jealous and shows you that your his sorry if its weird but yeah Warnings: smutsmutsmutsmuSMUTSMUTSMUT Note: SiGN ME THE FU CK UP !!!!MERRY CHRISTMAS 

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kiss

You stood at the booth with your head propped up by your fist, fighting the urge to close your eyes. The carnival was in full swing, colorful lights flashing in all corners of your eyes, the sun starting its descent down the sky. You couldn’t of been more bored, as a kissing booth was something you’ve only ever seen in movies and pretty much no one had come by. Over the course of an hour a few people had come up and tipped you some money in exchange for a kiss but other than that the line had been non existent.

You twirled a piece of your hair out of your face and checked your phone — only 3 more hours to go. You rubbed your face with a sigh.

Technically there was supposed to be two people at the kissing booth; you and another boy but he had wandered off with his friends over an hour ago, promising to only be using the bathroom. You rolled your eyes at the thought and turned around to sit at the wooden stool they had given you, pulling your phone again out and opening your social media page.

What seemed like some time later, a clearing of someone’s throat had pulled you out of your thoughts, stashing your phone back into your pocket and springing off from the stool — even if you were dying of boredom you at least didn’t want other people seeing it.

At the front of the booth stood two light haired boys. The taller one had his arm thrown around the shoulder of the other, a smirk set on his pink lips. The shorter boy had his head bowed, avoiding your look and instead staring at the ground.

“‘Scuse me. My friend Robbie here couldn’t help but notice how empty your kissing booth looked. He was wondering —”

“Sod off, Parker.” Robbie mumbled. He shrugged Parker’s arm off and finally looked up to meet your gaze. Your heart somersaulted, your breath stopping mid inhale.

“…Like I was saying, Robbie noticed how empty it looked and wanted to help contribute to whatever charity you’re donating to. Right Rob?”

Robbie’s eyes hadn’t strayed from yours and you could feel your cheeks warming up. From the side of your vision you watched Parker nudge Robbie teasingly with his elbow.

“Yeah.” He finally got out, looking back up Parker.

“Great.” Parker smiled, backing up. “I’ll leave you two to it.” With that he turned around, leaving you and Robbie alone.

“I’m really sorry about him, he can be embarrassing.” Robbie sighed, leaning against the booth. His light hair curled around the sides of his face giving him the look of a cherub.

“It’s fine, we all have friends like that.” You chuckled.

“Yeah. So what’s you’re name?”

“(Y/N). And you’re —.”

“Robbie. It’s lovely to meet you.”

You nodded, not really knowing what else to say next.

“He wasn’t joking though, I would like to contribute to whatever charity you have here.”

“Yeah? Well this is a kissing booth, so.”

“I’m aware.” He said with a half smirk. At this your belly tingled with butterflies.

“Well you can pay €1 for a kiss on the cheek or €2 for one on the lips.”

He nodded, running his fingers through his hair. “Can I get both?”

“…Both?”

“Sure. I care a lot about this charity.”

“I mean… okay.”

With that Robbie stashed some small bills into the cash jar. Leaning over the counter, you cupped your hand to his jaw and planted a puckered kiss to his cheek. Both of you leaned back, your hand dropping from his face.

He smiled and this time it was him who cupped your jaw, the velvety feel of his lips meeting yours. You were stunned when he continued to kiss you although it wasn’t unwelcoming in the slightest. He worked his mouth over yours, the mushy sound of kissing lips becoming louder than the background carnival music. You kissed back, enjoying the smell of his cologne and the feel of his hands on your face. It wasn’t until he leaned over the counter, the force of the kiss escalating and pushing you backwards in the most delightful way that you both pulled apart.

His cheeks were flushed and his lips a swollen fuchsia color. You smiled nervously, his hands still cradling your jaw.

“That was…” You began.

“Lovely.” Robbie finished. You agreed with a nod and he leaned in for one more peck before standing up straight, rubbing his lips together as if to remember the feeling.

“Well, I should be getting back to my friends.” He started but he made no move to leave. You laughed and looked down at your scuffy shoes, lips still tingling.

“Can I see you again?” You dared out, hands folded into fists by your sides.

The green of his eyes lit up in the neon of the carnival lights, a smile blooming onto his face. He nodded, taking his phone from his pocket and giving it to you to type your number in.

The night passed on with you and Robbie texting straight into the drowsy, dream lit AM of morning.

Lion Queen

You sat on the couch, your legs dangling from the edge with Robbie inbetween your legs on the floor. You two sat in perfect silence letting Orange Is The New Black play while you absentmindedly played with Robbie’s dirty blond hair. You messed it up so it stuck up in different places, sometimes combing your fingers through or ruffling it up.

After a while, Robbie spoke up “Why are you playing with my hair?”

“It’s fun” You answered with a smile “makes you look wild”

“Wild? like a lion?” He teased, climbing up on the bed slyly over you as you backed up on the couch letting him hover over you. “Let’s play then”

“Robbie, I know that look…” you backed up farther but to no avail, he trapped you between his hands.

“You dare defy the king?”

“Please, don’t-” But it was too late, the brit had started tickling your stomach, knowing your weak spot and taking advantage, showing no mercy.

You gasped for breath unable to hold back your laughs “Please!” You managed between laughing “S-stop!”

Eventually, Robbie pulled back with a smirk, he was still on top of you and you wanted to slap him. But his expression quickly changed as he glanced at your lips then back to your eyes.

“Y/N?”

“Yes?” You answered

“Be my lion queen” and with that, he leaned down, connecting your lips.

Insp

Virgin Mary {Peter Pan Imagine}

Peter Pan x Reader AU

Part VI of here

Author: Joi A. Wade

Requested: Yes, Anonymously~”3-5-14-15-22 for Peter Pan pls?”

Warning: Swearing, OOC(out of character) kinda smutty

Summary: Peter, being part of the typical high school bad boy squad, has made it his dear desire to get to you, the good girl. The Virgin Mary his group called you. The only girl in school who was pure and innocent. But Peter, also known around as “Pan”, made it his own mission to change that.

Pan took his eyes off of you from where you were standing for what felt like 15 minutes. Once he looked over to where he thought you would be…there was no sign of you.

Standing quickly, his eyes scanned the area rapidly, panic starting to set. His friends, seeing his discomfort, looked in his direction.

“What’s the matter?” Newt placed a hand on his shoulder, only for it to get shrugged off.

“Where did Y/n go? She’s not with Cindy, where could she have gone?” Pan didn’t give them a chance to answer, as he stalked over to where the girls were. But, also not to see them with matching smirks.

He made it over to them, tapping Belle’s shoulder. “Where is Y/n?”

She let out a small giggle, Cindy and Jasmine doing the same. All three of them pointed over to the kitchen, making Pan practically sprint. As he entered the kitchen, only a few people were in there, making out in peace. Then, he saw you.

Right now, you had your arms wrapped around one of the football players. Gally, Pan thinks his name was. With a disgusted look, he marched over, fire in his eyes, as a short growl escaped past his lips before he yanked him away from you. 

“Dude, what the hell?” Gally was about to curse out whoever dared to grab onto him like that, until he saw who it was. “Oh…P-Pan, uh…is she yours?”

“No, I’m nooot,” You giggle from behind Pan, swaying a little as you stood, your eyelids hooded with a drunken daze. 

“Yes. She is. Now if I EVER see you touch her like that again, I will personally CHOP-”

“Okay, okay, damn! I get it! She came onto me, she never said she was with you.” 

“Because I’m not, babyyyy!” You cooed, reaching your arms out for him, but Pan was quick to grab both of your arms, lift you over his shoulder, and exit the kitchen, while you whined in protest. 

He shouted at the peoplein his way to move, getting a few cheers from the drunk and horny teens, getting the wrong idea on the situation. Pan could have sworn he saw his friends laughing their asses off by the couch. 

Climbing up the upstairs, Pan was struggled trying to hold you still, as you kicked your legs back and forth, beating your fists against his back, babbling at the top of your lungs about wanting to be put down. Rolling his eyes, he finally found a empty room. Theo’s room. Thankfully he wasn’t in it, banging some chick.

Pan wrapped one arm behind your thighs, and gently as he could threw you onto the bed. You giggled as it bounced, grabbed onto his shirt, and pulling him in between your legs.

“Ello, love,” You tried a British accent, but failed completely, laughing hysterically at the attempt. Pan held his weight on his elbows, rested on each side of your head, a small blush forming his cheeks.

“What has gotten into you, Y/n? What did those girls give you?” He asked, trying to sit up all the way, only for you to wrap your legs around his lower back.

You giggled, biting your lower lip. “They gave me some punch, and it made me feel all loopy!” You rolled your eyes in a circular motion, snickering for no apparent reason. 

Pan glared at the thought, he knew he shouldn’t have left you with them. Drugging you? That’s crossing boundaries. “I’ll be right back.” He started to rise up, unwrapping your limbs off of him. 

You pouted, watching him head to the door, but you were quick to get up as smoothly as you could, and wrap your arms around his torso, stopping him where he stood. 

“Don’t go, Peter,” You whispered in his ear, using your index finger to draw light circles on his shoulder blade, sending a chill down his spine. “Take care of me baby…I’m so ready…” 

Pan’s breath hitched in his throat as he turned to look at you. His eyes turning a darker shade, as he stared into your clouded ones. It was in that moment, he realized what his real mission was. Placing one hand on your hip, he used his other one to lock the door, his smirk slowly forming. 

“That’s music to my bloody ears, love,” He walked over to the bed, sitting at the foot of it, patting his lap for you to sit. With a wobbly start, you made your way over to him, and straddled his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck lazily, while he wrapped his around your waist. 

He stared up at you, seeing the dazed expression on your face, as it was getting harder and harder for you to keep your eyes open. Pan decided to make the first move, connecting his lips to your warm ones, and if he was standing he was sure that his legs would quiver. 

Never has Pan been this intoxicated by a kiss, his whole focus on was on you as if you were the most valuable creature in the world. His hands started to travel from your waist down to your bum, giving it a nice squeeze, earning him a soft moan from you. 

Once he heard just that small sound, he could no longer hold himself back from wanting to hear more. With a rough grip on your thighs, his pulled you closer to him, deepening the kiss, your fingers running through his hair, tugging from the roots. Pan let out a low groan of approval, reaching for the zipper on the back of your dress. 

His hand came in contact with your bare skin, a cold feeling ran through your body. Pan lowered his lips to your jaw, sucking on the silky skin, slowly making his way to your neck. You placed your hands on his neck gently, gasping at the new feeling. 

Suddenly, a cold sensation made him stop, once it came in contact with his skin; opening his eyes and pulling away slightly, there it was.

Your ring. 

Still on your ring finger, staring back at him. The flashback of you and him in the library played, as you told him the story about your mom, and the promise you made. Normally, he wouldn’t care about some girl’s backstory, he’d just shag and hit the road, moving onto the next girl. But, you? You were different.

You were pure. Someone no one has touched like this before, or held the way he was holding you. And, you were drugged. That’s too easy, and not fair to you. You had no idea what was going on, and probably would be confused in the morning.

“P-Peter…why’d you stop?” You whimpered, tugging onto his shirt. 

His shook his head slightly, sighing in the process. Gently pushing you off him, he stood, a very noticeable dent in his pants, but he could care less at the moment. Pan walked over towards Theo’s dresser, looking for a shirt and possibly some shorts you could put on. He was going to make you lay down and sleep the drug off, but he didn’t want you in that uncomfortable dress all night.

There was no way he was letting you go back downstairs, that’s for sure.

After he found what he was looking for, he threw the clothing in your direction, you clumsily catching it, looking at it in confusion. “What is thisss for?”

“Don’t ask questions, just change into that, and lay down.” He turned his back, trying with all his might not to peek. You obeyed, struggling to get the clothing on, as you could barely see your own two hands straight.

Once he heard the sound of you shuffling into the bed, he turned, seeing that you already made yourself comfortable underneath the covers.

With a slight nod, he made his way to the door, going to tell Theo about the girl sleeping in his bed for the night. Not like he would care, he’s probably already passed out somewhere else. 

“I-I can’t sleep here…m-my..mom…” You trailed off. As soon as your head hit the pillow, a sudden wave of exhaustion crashed onto you, making it ten times harder to keep your eyes open. 

“I’ll take you home in the morning, and I’ll just take the blame. Besides, you can’t go home in this condition you’re in. I’ll be sure to have a chat with the boys in the morning.” He unlocked the door, swinging it open in anger, just barely missing your soft voice from behind him.

“Please…stay…” You whimpered, making him freeze yet again in his steps. “Don’t leave me alone….please?” 

Pan turned to look at you, closing the door slowly in the process. “What do you want me to do?”

“Lay down with me? Just until I fall asleep…” You sounded more sober than you did earlier, as you talked with your eyes shut. 

With the shake of his head, Pan took off his shirt, call it a habit, and made his way over to the bed. Getting under the covers next to you, he made sure to keep his space, looking at you with intense eyes.

“You have no idea what you do to me, Y/n,” Pan said, seeing that you were already passed out. “I hate that you have this effect. It’s a bit cliche, not to mention pathetic, how a virgin like you can do this to a man like me, and you haven’t even touched me.” He brushed a piece of loose hair off of your forehead, smiling softly at the tiny snores coming from your mouth. 

Hesitantly, he moved a little closer to you, slowly wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you into his chest, careful not to wake you. He felt you snuggle just a tad at the new warmth you just received, bringing a wider smile to the Brit. Shaking his head at how hot his face feels and the tingling all over his body, he sighed heavily.  

“God…I’m fucked.”

Peter Pan - Make Some Noise

Title Make Some Noise

Pairing Peter Pan x Reader

Fandom Once Upon a Time

Summary You’re having some alone time with Pan and he wants to hear you moan. Inspired by my roleplay with @the-silver-iris

Warning Smut. Duh.

      A gasp fell from your lips as your back hit the trunk of a large tree, allowing Pan to trap you in his arms. You had come out to the middle of the jungle to think, and Pan had followed, wanting to know why you were mad at him before. He had apologized, something you didn’t think the leader of Neverland capable of doing, and before you could comprehend it, his lips were on yours and his hands were gripping your hips and all coherent thought had fled your mind in a melted heap.

       Your arms wound around his neck as he peppered kisses down your jaw and neck. Your head fell back to allow him better access, your breath fleeing your lungs in heavy pants, your fingers tangling in his sandy brown hair. His hands skimmed down your sides, grazing over your ass before gripping the backs of your thighs. In a second, he lifted you into the air, spreading your legs enough for you to wrap them around his waist. He hummed in satisfaction as the movement allowed him to further pin you to the tree, keeping you trapped.

       Not that you had any intention of leaving this position even if you could.

       His teeth grazed the base of your neck and you shuddered, biting your lip to stifle a moan.

       He could hear your hesitation and he frowned. “We’re pretty far into the jungle, aren’t we?”

       You nodded wordlessly, too lost in the sensation of his hands slipping under your shirt and rubbing your bare sides to form a proper response.

       “Then I would think you should have no opposition to letting me hear you,” he growled against your neck, dragging his tongue across your skin.

       Another gasp left your lips but you refused to give in. “Hear me what?” you inquired, playing dumb.

       “I want to hear those noises you’re trying to stifle,” he clarified, biting down on your neck where it met your shoulder. Your mouth fell open in silent pleasure. He began sucking on that spot and you couldn’t hold back anymore. A rather loud moan, a mix of all the moans you’d been holding back, ripped through your lips as your head fell back against the tree.

       He grinned. “That’s more like it, love.”

       Using your legs around his waist as leverage, he wrapped his arms around your middle and pulled you away from the tree. Before you could ask, you were lying on the leafy ground with Pan hovering above you, still nestled between your legs.

       He gripped the top of your shirt with both hands and pulled, tearing the fabric in half, revealing your chest. He could have easily snapped his fingers and made the material disappear, but you knew he very much enjoyed tearing your clothes off when he had the time.

       He unbuckled your corset and tossed it aside, letting your shirt fall open to expose your entire front. You weren’t shy, not anymore. The first time you two had been intimate, you tried to hide yourself. But his consistent gaping and gawking at your naked body assured any doubts you had, and you were more than happy to let him see you naked more often.

       He pinned your hands above your head, leaning down to pepper kisses across your chest. You arched your back, offering him more of your torso, and he grinned. He snapped his fingers to remove the fabric altogether, leaving your torso completely bare. He then dipped his head and took one of your breasts into his mouth, swirling his tongue around your hardening nipple. You whimpered at the sensation, a familiar heat tingling between your legs.

       He pulled back long enough to murmuer, “Louder, love,” before going back to attending your breast. When he began sucking, your walls broke and you moaned shamelessly. You had tried to hold it in, to make him work for it, but it didn’t take much for him to have you writhing in pleasure beneath him.

       He trailed kisses down your torso, pausing to nibble here and there, leaving love marks all over your skin. When he got to your leather pants, he pulled at the waistband with his teeth, ripping the material. With another snap of his fingers, the remains of your pants and your panties were gone.

       “We’re a little uneven,” you panted, though you didn’t really mind. The less clothing you wore, the more pleasure you received, so you were alright with being the only one without clothes.

       He released your hands, allowing you to slide them under his tunic. Your hands gently glided across his toned torso, and you grinned when you felt him shudder under your touch. He helped you pull the shirt from his head before prying of his pants and boxers, leaving you both equally nude.

       He settled between your legs again, pinning your arms above your head. You responded eagerly when he leaned down to capture your lips, tugging your lower lip between his teeth. You groaned softly as he began sucking on your lip, using it to distract you while he pushed into you. You moaned shamelessly as he filled you, a feeling you had come to very much enjoy. He grinned against your mouth as he began thrusting and you no longer held back your sounds of approval.

       Your legs returned to their original position around his waist, allowing him to plunge into you at a better angle, hitting your spot with every thrust. You moaned with every movement of his hips, lifting your own hips to meet him and add to the pleasure. He groaned softly, burying his face in your neck, biting the skin there.

       Keeping your hands pinned with one of his, his other hand tangled in your hair, roughly pulling it. You moaned in surprise as he used the leverage to tilt your head back, giving him more access to leave marks. His thrusts sped up, building that knot inside you. You could feel it tightening but you didn’t want the sensations to end.

       “You’re mine,” he growled into your ear, taking the lobe between his teeth. You nodded as best you could, your hands digging into the dirt above your head. You couldn’t hold back your noises of pleasure if you tried. Every breath you took ended in a sound falling from your lips, no matter how loud. That was the effect Pan had on you. You just couldn’t be quiet.

       “I love hearing you,” he groaned, soft moans falling from his lips in tune with yours. You knew it turned him on to hear you moan, which was why you made him work for it.

       A couple more well-angled and very rough thrusts and you came undone. The knot inside you burst, your orgasm overwhelming you. You practically screamed as Pan continued slamming into you, helping you through your orgasm. His followed soon after and he buried himself inside you, his face in your neck.

       You panted heavily as his hips slowed to a stop and he collapsed on top of you. He released your hands and you rested one on his head, playing with his hair.

       “You’re mine,” he murmured, kissing your jaw.

       You chuckled. “Yes, yours.”

       Back at camp, all of the boys were staring intently into the jungle. The younger ones were confused, the older ones were jealous, and Felix sat by the fire, smirking to himself and thinking of what to say when you and Pan returned to the island.