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13juuzou07-blog · 6 years ago

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To Get You (Peter Pan; OUAT)

Notes:

Plz Tell me any grammar/spelling mistake

Sorry it took so long to get out, I wasn’t really clicking with ideas for this one shot

Lol I’m saying sorry yet no one reads these

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Keys:

Y/N: Your Name

Your P.O.V.

I rub James’s back as I continue singing softly. He’s the newest Lost Boy on the island and is still a bit scared. Of course tonight like every other night he ran out of the tent crying and I had to confront him. After about half an hour I managed to finally get him to fall back to sleep. I carefully crawl into the tent, making sure to avoid the other two boys that share it with James. I lay him down on the soft mattress of grass, leaves and moss before pulling his blanket up to his chin.

Again I carefully weave my way through the boys and back out into the night sky. I roll my ankle and let it crack a few times before standing up. I also make sure to stretch my back out too before heading back to the fire pit where all the older boys are still at. “Y/N!” They all cheer smiling at me before going back to their dancing.

Peter plays his pipe, filling the air with music. It wavers when everyone calls my name but never stops. I smile and start out tapping my foot to the beat of the music. Soon the tapping turns to nodding and lastly it turns into me completely dancing.

My body spins in big and small circles as I dance. The wind blows my hair and the fire warms my ankles as I dance with the boys on the island. I can’t help but let my voice get tangled with the music notes, making up a random song as we dance. Soon the others join in my singing and Peter keeps playing his pipe.

I spin around again, this time hands rest on my hips. They feel nice and warm as the boy’s fingers push into my skin gently. Half of his fingers are rough on my skin and the other half rest on the fabric on my hips. The two of us spin wildly, making it hard to figure out which last boy is dancing with me. Just as I figure out that it’s Kevin, I’m passed on to the next boy. Right away I know this one is Steve from the bright blond hair and how he keeps stepping on my toes. “I-I’m sorry Y/N” He mumbles, spinning us around again.

“It’s okay, Dear.” I tell him, resting my arms on his shoulders. “What do you boys have planed?” I whisper into his ear, having to bend down since he’s a good head or two shorter than me.

He spins me a few more times before answering. “We’re playing a game and now my turn is over.”

I’m about to ask another question when I’m passed back again, this time Felix’s hands rest on my hips as I dance. “What game are you guys playing?” I question, raising an eyebrow at the boy who towers over me.

He smiles down at me with his eyes dancing, a sign that there is trouble brewing. “It’s simple, we each get to twirl you twenty times and than pass you on. Whoever has you when Pan stops playing gets to kiss you. It’s just a simple game to-”

“Annoy Peter?” I question, giggling as he spins me quickly. He nods a yes and spins me again before passing me on.

By the time the ‘game’ is over I’ve been around the circle thirdy times or so. I’m a dizzy, giggling mess by the time I’ve stopped spinning. Arms are wrapped around me and a head is dipped down waiting for me to gain my senses before kissing me. I’m still smiling when I look up to see blue eyes. “You good Y/N?” Devin asks, moving a piece of hair out of my face. I giggle and shake my head yes.

Again, he leans down and this time he brushes his lips against mine. I kiss him back, expecting it to me a small short kiss but it turns into anything but that. His arms wrap around me tighter and pulls me against him. My hands slide from his shoulders up to his head of thick, brown hair. He lifts me up and I instantly wrap my legs around his waist. The kiss between us gets more heated when Devin slides his tongues between my lips and tangles our tongues together. His chilly hands slide up my shirt and rest on my back, causing a small noise to squeak out of me. The noise causes him to smile and work harder. This causes more noises to slip off my lips and causes me to tug on his locks, making him return my noises.

We part for a moment to catch our breath before going to reconnect. When our lips are about to brush I get pulled away from him and thrown on the dirt. I yelp at the impact, more from surprise than from pain. When I look up I see Pan holding Liam against the tree by his neck. Waves of anger flow of Pan and causes everyone to stop they’re cheering, sending us all into silence as he glares at the boy in his hand. “What do you think you were doing?” He hisses, venom dripping of his tongue.

Devin is unable to answer because of how tight Pan’s hand is gripping his throat. I jump to my feet and try pulling the owner off the island off of the younger boy. “We were just kissing Pan! Let him go!” I cry, tugging on him more but getting little progress. “Please!” I beg as Devin loses more and more color from his face. Tears slide down my face out of fear for the Lost Boy and from the sadness filling me up, knowing that it’s my fault that this happened. “Peter please!” I squeak out between my sobs.

Finally Pan let’s go of Devin who falls to the floor. Instantly I’m on my knees and fussing over him. I rub his back and hold his hand as he gasps for air. His hand clings to mine as he gasps for air. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” I say over and over again, brushing his hair out of his eyes and kissing his forehead lovingly. I help him stagger to his feet and bring him to his tent. “Are you okay Devin?” I ask, fussing over him more.

“Y/N…. Y/N…… Y/N!” He calls my name before finally yelling to get my attention. “It’s not your fault. Stop apologizing.” He smiles up at me before laying down on his bed. “I’m just going to rest for a bit.”

“Okay” I whisper before walking out of his tent and leaving him be. When I walk out Pan is leaning against the tree nearby. I know from the smirk on his face that he expects me to start a fight but instead I walk right past him without uttering a single word. This causes the chocky boy to frown. I climb the later into Pan’s hut which he has ‘kindly’ shared with me. A.K.A he wants to fuck and he thinks this will help him out.

I slide my day shirt off and replace with a long fuzzy shirt I wear to when it’s cold. I also replace my shorts with pants. “What are you doing?” I already know it’s Pan without having to turn around.

“I’m changing.” I say before grabbing a bag and packing my cool close into it.

Before I know it Pan uses his magic to snatch my bag. “Usually you don’t pack a bag if you’re just ‘changing’” I shrug it off and snatch my bag back, continuing to fill it up with my things. “Are you leaving the camp?” He questions me. I nod yes and throw my bag over my shoulder. “You’re really leaving?”

“Yes Pan.” I mumble, climbing down the ladder.

I hit the ground with a soft puff and look around one more time. I look around the camp one more time. The fire is out and all the lost boys have wandered off to bed. “Are you really going to leave here? Leave the boys? Leave me?”

I snap around and glare at Pan. “Yes I’m leaving the camp. I don’t want to leave the boys but all I seem to do is annoy you causing you to hurt the boys and no I’m not leaving you because I was never yours.” I hiss at the boy in front of me.

“Of course you are. Everything on this island is mine. Plus you can’t leave without me knowing and allowing it.” Pan says back, like I’m dumb or something.

“I’m not an object to be owned! I’ll get off this island with or without you allowing it.” I snap at him before slapping him. I slap him so hard that his head is turned to one side. Unlike usual I turn around and walk away instead of trying to help his injury. I walk away from the camp, my heart getting heavier and heavier with each step.

After a few weeks I learnt Pan’s schedule so I could come say my last goodbye to my children. Of course it tore all of us apart when I did it but I didn’t really have a choice. Me being here hurt them and me leaving does too. Just one won’t last as long as the other.

Since me leaving and my goodbyes about two months ago, I’ve just been around the island, finding food, water and everything else I need before leaving. I hum myself a soft song as I walk down the beach. Soon I get to where I want to be, Captain Hook’s ship. Hook doesn’t hate me but we don’t trust each other either. Of course we wouldn’t ever have a tea party and not bring our knifes. “Ahoy Captain!” I call, boarding the Jolly Rager.

Instantly swords are pointed at me along with guns and everything else possible. “What do you want?” Hook hisses, walking on the deck, a hangover obvious on his face.

I smile and walk towards him, his crew getting restless the closer I get to him. “Rumor says you have a way off this island.”

He smirks and uses his hook to slide a piece of my hair away. “Rumor says you’re sleeping with the demon boy.”

My jaw clenches and my eyes burn with the fires of anger. “I’m not sleeping with Pan! Honestly I’m pretty sure I’ve slept with all the lost boys of age other than Pan.”

He snickers at me before smirking. “Well then maybe I can get a swing at you.” The crew laughs and Hook grabs my chin and forces me to look at him.

I force my head out of his hands and looks away in disgust. “You are no respectful man which doesn’t make you any better than Pan himself.” This remark upsets Hook, causing him to slap me with his hook. I yelp at the pain and bring my head up to my cheek. Blood oozes from my wound and lands on the ships deck. I chuckle at it and fling my fingers to get my blood off of them. “And to think I came to make you a deal.”

“Why would I make a deal with a dirty Lost Boy?” He questions, a smirk playing on his lips. I smile up at him and lay my hands out, my palms facing up. He lifts his eyebrow and looks at me. “What do you have planned?” He questions me, getting more curious by the minute.

I roll my eyes and wait for another drop of my blood to fall. It slides down and starts falling to the floor. When it passes through my hands it stays put between them. Slowly it starts spinning in a circle, going faster and faster. Soon the bead turns into a thread, and then a lot of combined threads. Different beads break from the threads and mark different points. This continues for a few more moments before stopping.

“What is this?” Mr. Smee asks, looking up at the big net of my blood.

There’s whispers around as The Captain looks at it. “It’s a map.” He mumbles, looking at it more and more intensely.

“What’s the matter captain?” The other man asks, speaking up again.

“I can’t read it” He mumbles, reaching up and touching the edge, my blood staining his finger tips.

“But I can” I let the map fold back up into my drop of blood before continuing. “Pan taught me how to read maps. His maps. Along with that I’ve memorized most of them too.”

“You just need transportation.” Hook says next before I can eat the words out of my mouth. Everyone is silent for a moment before he says. “Write down the map and I’ll take you.”

I snort and make myself float in the air so I can get off my sore feet. “Why? So you can have it and ditch me? Never. Plus you can’t even read his maps and you’re going to need my magic!”

This time Hook is the one to snicker. “You can barely control your magic, Lassie.”

My body stiffens, knowing he’s right. Before I came to the island my parents forced me to ignore my powers and suppress them. When I got on the island Pan taught me a few things like the map trick and how my emotions are apart of my control issues. Of course when he taught me how to control it he didn’t teach me how to use them. He simply taught how to not use my gift in a healthy way. “So?” I mumble, letting my body loosen up.

He crosses his arms and leans down so our eyes are level and his breath hits my face, the whiskey rolling of his tongue as he talks. “So you could just as easily as betray us on purpose as you can on excident.” Before I can stop him, Hook’s regular hand is wrapped up in my hair. He uses my chunk of hair to slam my face against the rail of the ship, causing his whole ship to hoot and howl in the joy of watching the violence unfold in front of them.

Anger and pain fills me up, making sparks of mixed electricity and flames jump from my fingers and into the sky. I try to sort through my emotions and do anything to protect myself, anything at all. Of course it doesn’t work. More and more blood spills down my head and clouds my eyes as my mind gets foggier with my emotions.

All of a sudden my head stops getting smashed and my eyes are clear from any blood. Pain still makes my head spin though so I can’t exactly make out where I am. From all the green I can tell I’m somewhere in the forest and from the faint yells I know I’m not that far away from people. Hands carefully hold my head straight as a soft sizzle sounds fills my ears. Soon my head losses more and more prusare. “Been a long time, Darling.”

An exasperated sigh escapes my lips as I turn to meet the face that I’ve known for as long as I can remember. His hands drop down to his sides as he continues with his statements. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you. You can’t get off this island without me knowing.”

A smirk plays on Pan’s lips as he takes a couple of step towards me. Instantly, almost like its instinct, I step back. He chuckles and steps forward again, causing me to step back and hit the tree behind me. “Why can’t you just leave me alone?” I question, my voice coming out quitter and shakier than I wanted it too.

Pan uses his pointer finger and thumb to force my chin up. His sharp green eyes lock with my orbs. His smirk only gets sicker after he’s done searching my eyes. “If I want you, I’ll do everything to get you.”

The words cause shivers to go down my spin and not in a good way. “Ever think maybe this is why I never have and never will love you?”

He chuckles at me and pulls be forward roughly by my chin. “In time you will learn to love me.”

The words remind me of a conversation we had a while ago. In time my heart will give up; hence why we have to find the child, My Dear. Stop worrying about the boy and go back out to the fire pit. I remember this conversation because it was the first time Pan had ever called me ‘My Dear’ and the first time he tried to get me in bed, of course it didn’t work. He found me in the hut looking at the picture of the little boy. It has always worried me about Pan taking the boy’s heart but I know Pan needs it too live, for the island to live. I also know that when this boy comes I can use him as a bargaining chip.

I smile sweetly as a plan starts forming in my head. “I guess you’re right, Pan.”

His thumb rubs up my cheek and over my bottom lip as he mumbles “I always am.” Even just the small touch makes me want to throw up but I ignore the urge. Instead I look up at Pan who has his eyes locked on my lips. He leans down and kisses me, sealing my plan into action. “Call me Peter, My Dear.”

“Yes Peter”

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13juuzou07-blog · 6 years ago

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Friends or Lovers (Hook; OUAT)

Notes:

Cheating

Almost smut (I’ll tell you were it is at)

Smoking

Tell me if you guys need help with the pirate talk, okay?

Plz tell me any grammar/spelling mistakes

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Keys:

H/C: Hair Color

U/B/S: Up Beat Song

Y/N: Your Name

U/H/S: Usual Hair Style

F/C: Favorite Color

N/N: Nick Name

Your P.O.V.

I top my spoon to the beat of the music that filters through my earbuds. The heel of my black converse also tap to the beat against the stole. My head bobs, causing my H/C locks to bounce on my head. I don’t have to ask for my meal seeing how Ruby had it memorized already. The beat gets louder and louder as it streams out of the speaker on my phone. My beating gets faster and soon the whole dinner picks up the beating. By now they’ve all memorized the lyrics to U/B/S, but of course they have. I do this every Thursday night.

I come to Granny’s diner to meet my life long friend Hook - i’ve known him since I was thirteen. Like usual, I’m earlier than him. I unplug my earbuds as the beat to U/B/S just starts. The volume is on high so the lyrics fill every corner. I always start off the beat on my own with our food already sitting in front of me. The beat builds up and up till everyone is slamming their feet and hands, causing me to smile. I’m young, only twenty-four and still act like a child most days. My friend Hook on the other hand is twenty-seven and wearing his age quite well. Finally the last note plays and Hook walks in, the same as always.

He walks up to me with a big smile on his face, causing me to smile back. “I swear ye're still a sprog, Love” Hook tells me, sliding onto the stole next to me.

I giggles and pick up my fork. “Damn right, Pirate!”

He smiles at me again before starting to eat his own food. There’s small talk between us, Hook talking about Emma, his newest adventures with her and her son Henry. Me talking about my fun with Ruby and the small troubles I’ve been causing around town. Slowly we inch closer to each other as we talk and sometime during it Killian’s hook has ended up on my waist.

Soon whispers start up, just like every other Thursday. I tap my fingers a few times and Hook notices. He continues on with his story, slowly pulling away. “I thought he was dating Emma.” One of the derves mumble.

The one sitting across from him whispers “Do you think he’s cheating on her with Y/N? Cause honestly they’re around each other all the time! I’m starting to wonder if they’re friends or lovers.”

A dude from the booth next to them leans over and says “Nah, Hook isn’t that stupid. If he was cheating they’d more secretive.”

The whispers making me uncomfortable, just like always. Hook flags down Ruby and gives her the exact cash she for everything. “It was my turn to pay, Fishing-Hook.”

“Next week, Love.” Not next week, or the week after that or even the month after that.

I smile and stand up, making sure to grab my purse. “You never let me pay.”

“And you never stop calling me Fishing-Hook.” He pushes back, looping his arm around mine and almost skipping out of diner with me at his side. He walks me out of the restaurant and opens the passenger side door for me.

“Thank you.” I mumble getting in.

He mumbles back a “You’re welcome” before closing my door and getting into the driver side. His good hand is on the wheel and his hook sits on my thigh, slowly rubbing up and down. I bite my lip as he keeps teasing me, slowly inching further and further up my leg. His eyes slide over to me causing him to smirk. “That’s my fav’rit outfit on you.” He tells me, for the thousandth time.

Other than my converse I’m also wearing my leather jacket, a crop top with a zipper going down the middle and black triangles going over than plain white background. Along with that I have on some black skinny jeans and no makeup besides my red lipstick that makes my lips pop. My hair is in it’s usual U/H/S and lastly my necklace around my neck. The necklace that Hook got me so long ago and over the years charms have been added on to it from each one of his overseas trips.

I remember how I got it like it was yesterday. I was in the market with my father who was wasted off his mind. Like usual he was insulting me and beating me around as I try to makes ends meet for the week. Finally he got fed up with me ignoring him and started full out beating me, or at least until Hook stepped. He walked me around and took me out for dinner and drinks. Afterwards he took me to the fair a town over and told me to close my eyes and spin in a circle till I got dizzy. I questioned him but did as he said. When I opened my eyes I was facing a jewelry stand. Hook pulled me up to it and told me to pick out anything that I wanted. I picked out a necklace with a small, F/C crystal on a golden chain.

Self consciously I start messing with the crystal causing all the other charms to jingle around. There’s tons of things on it. A compose, a ship, a golden turtle with a gem shell that matches the main crystal. There’s an anchor and shells, pixie dust from his first time on the island of Neverland and flower petals in the magic waters from the last time he was there to save Henry. He’s also had charms hand crafted for each one of his new adventures since we all ended up in Storybrooke. He also pays to have the chain and charms hand cleaned along with the clap replaced every month.

“Calm down Y/N.” Hook says, glancing at me as I move the crystal faster and faster. “Why are ye so upset?” He questions, stopping his sexual advances. I try shrugging it off but it doesn’t work “Come on, Love, I know somethin' be botherin' ye in that thinker o' yers.” He gently taps me on the head with his hook.

He pulls up into the driveway of Emma’s and his house. Hook puts the car in park and waits for my answer. “What if Emma ever found out? Would we still be friends? Would she not allow it? What would the town think of us? Of me?”

My friend sighs before scooting closer to me. His hands go around my waist and he dips his head down for a kiss, which I return. “If Swan finds out I’ll deal wit' it. Aye, we’d still be friends 'n even if we choice t' end this we’d still be friends. If Swan finds out 'n we stay together I’m keepin' ye in me life 'cause ye’ve been me friend fer ten years. Lastly, as fer the town, I’ll protect ye from 'em, if they even do anythin'. They all do love ye after all.” Again, he leans down and brushes his lips against mine. The stubble of his beard tickles my skin as his hands slide back and further on my waist. I giggle at the touches and kiss back. “Let’s go inside, Love.” Killian mumbles, pulling away from me and getting out of the car.

I open the car door and climb out. Killian offers me his hand and I take it. Gently he tugs me up the driveway and to the door. He looks through his jacket pocket to find his keys to open the door. As soon as it’s open and we’re both inside to get out of the chilly night air, he locks it back up. My eyes slide over the blue living room and take it all in again. My mind runs wild with all the normal things Hook does with Emma that I can’t do with him.

My mind keeps running around till Killian’s lips brush my hair out of the way and kiss my neck. “Ye think t' much, let me make it stop” The words come out as a whisper, causing my breath to hic. A smirk crosses Killian's lips as he pulls away from me. “Red wine, Love?”

“Yes please.” I mumble as Hook leaves the room and walks into the kitchen, leaving me alone in the living room. Again my eyes scan the room and this time I notice the open blinds. With knowing people in this town, I walk over and close them so no one can see the sinful things we’ll be doing tonight. After that is down I slide of my leather jacket it and shoes, setting them by the front door. Once my work is done I spread out on the couch.

Soon Killin walks back in holding a bottle of red and two wine glasses. His eyes slide over me hungrily causing me to smile. “See something you like, Captain?” I ask with a flirty tone before standing up and wrapping my arms around the pirate’s neck. I lean up and haver my lips over his so when I say “Are you going to pour me a drink?” my lips brushes his and teases him.

*SMUT-NESS BEGINS*

I can tell by the sudden stiffness of his body that this affects him. I smile and let go of him. He sets the glasses down and pours us each a glass. Right away I down my first one and pour another. Two more glasses later and about five more for the Captain and our lips are locked again and this time it’s heated. Our kisses get sloppier the more heated we get. Soon kisses aren’t just enough and I know this is true for my lover too cause he’s already tugging the zipper on my top. “I fuckin’ love this shirt.” He pants out as soon as the zipper is down and my bare chest is sitting there for him to admire.

I bite my lip and whine a little. “Don’t just stare!”

He laughs and softly crusades my left breast with his rough fingertips. “Sorry Love. I can’t ever get my head around how perfect yer body be.” Hook mumbles as his lips work there way down my neck. I tilt my head back, giving him more space to work with. The soft, smooth feeling of his lips slide all the way down to my collar bone. He sucks on a few different spots, causing me to moan softly. His hook loops around one of the belt hoops on my pants and tugs lightly. “Please Love.” He begs me before biting down on my flesh.

His hand squeezes my boob roughly as he bites down harder, almost drawing blood. My hands shake as I start undoing my pants. I’ve been looking forward to this all week. Once my pants are open, Killin doesn’t waste any time. Hid hand slides into my pants and cups my core. I fight with myself to hold back the need to buck my hips. Slowly Hook’s tongue slide up my stomach and over my boobs, circling my tits. His fingers tease me through my panties, causing me to squirm around under the older man. Killin uses his teeth to grab onto my nipple and pull it up. My breath comes out gagged till he lets go of it.

I pant and grind my pussy against his teasing fingers. “Y-You’re t-teasing me!” I whine, pushing his jacket off and sliding my hands underneath his shirt. I let my fingertips dance over everyone of his scars as he continues messing with me. His fingers finally slip into my panties and gently slide through my lower lips but refusing to enter me.

“K-Killi-in!” I call, getting a hum out of him, sending vibrations through my boobs which seconds ago he was sucking and nipping at. My fingers slide through his hair as he uses one of his fingers to circle my entrance over and over again. He’s about to push it in when the lock on the door starts to turn open.

*END OF SMUT-NESS*

I sigh and zip up my shirt and pants before whoever it is walks in. Killin climbs off of me and picks up his glass. “Anyway, so Emma pulled out her sword and….” Hook starts, pretending to be in the middle of the story. When the door opens there stands Henry. Killin turns and smiles at the boy before saying “Ahoy lad!”

“Hey Hook! Hello Y/N, who are you?” Henry asks, waving at us before looking at me.

“I’m doing okay, Sweetie” I say smiling back at the little boy.

Hook smiles at both of us before saying “Wha' are ye doing home, Henry? I thought ye we be wit' Regina today.”

“I am, I just need my math book.” Killin nods and turns back to me to ‘continue’ the story. Henry runs up the stairs and gets his book before leaving the house.

When the boy is out of the house, my friend goes and locks the door again. When that’s done he sits back on the couch and pulls me towards him. His hands wander up my back and his lips go down my neck. Finally I get annoyed enough to push him off of me. He looks at me surprised and asks “Wha' was that fer?”

“I’m not in the mood anymore.” I tell him but instead of backing off he tries again.

“I’m sure I can change that” He says, trying to sound sexy.

Again I push him away and this time I glare at him. “No” I repeat, pulling out my box of cigarettes. Killin frowns at me as I take out a stick and light it.

I smoke it all down and make sure the ashes are in the crystal ashtray on the table. “Wha'’s wrong, Love?” The man nexts to me asks, wrapping his arms around my waist and leaning over as if he’s going to kiss my neck again.

I jump to my feet with fire burning in my eyes. “Do not called me ‘Love’ Jones! Me and you both know I aint your ‘love’!” I yell, getting angrier and angrier.

Hook frowns as he looks up at me with his light blue eyes. “O' course ye be me love, I do love ye N/N.”

I fold my eyes and laugh sarcastically “Ya, just not like you love Emma. You love me in the heat of passion.” The words seem to cut through him but I don’t let it affect my anger towards him.

Slowly he stands up and cups my cheeks, my hair tangled in the ends of his finger tips. “Y/N…. my precious treasure” He starts, moving his arms around my shoulders and petting my hair. “I do love ye as my best friend, as my lover, as much more. Ye’re right, I don’t love ye like I love Emma 'n I ne'er will. Ye know more about me N/N. Ye knew me brother, ye knew me world before 'n after I was a pirate 'n ye’ll always 'ave that upper hand when it comes t' Emma. Always. We 'ave ten years o' life together Y/N. Ten years! Ten years Emma or any other person ne'er 'ave, aye?”

“Okay” I mumble into his chest quietly.

Hook hums and leans down to place a caring kiss on the top of my head. “Like I told ye all those years ago when we first started this, we can stop. We can stop sleepin' wit' each other 'n nothing would be any different. We’ll still be friends. Ye’ll still be me first mate.”

I nod yes as he slowly pulls away from me. His hand carefully wipes away a tears I didn't realize I was crying. I smile up at him because of the small jester. Killin smiles back before softly placing a kiss on my lips which I return happily. “I ‘ave a gift for ye.” He mumbles kissing me again before walking over to his jacket.

He pulls out a little box wrapped up poorly in brown paper. Hook walks back over and I can’t but smile when I say “At least I know you wrapped it.”

“Har har har, so funny.” He says back, handing the box to me.

I giggle and take the box from him before sitting back down on the couch. Hook sits down next to me and pats his lap. I carefully crawl into his lap and get comfortable. Instantly Killin’s arms go around my waist and his chin on my shoulder. I lean against him and tear off the paper to reveal a small, white, paper box. I open it and inside are two charms. The first one is a monkey with wings. It’s curved out of smooth, emarle green crystals. “For when you defeated The Wicked Witch of the West?” I question and he agrees with a nod and a loving kiss to my neck.

The second charm is made out of bright Ocean blue crystal in the form of a heart. In the middle of the heart is a golden anchor with the symbol of the Jolly Roger on it. The outside of the heart is embedded with silver gemstones. I turn it over in my hand and on the back of the charm it says I’d come back to this place a thousand times over to get you back.

The line plays over and over again in my head. It might not seem like much but it means everything to me. A while back, when I was still young, maybe about sixteen, Peter’s shade stole me off of Killin’s ship and kept me trapped on the island. That morning we all were planning on going home but Hook didn’t keep his end of the deal and so Peter stole me for his payout instead. It took Hook about five months to get back to me but he did and he saved me. When we got out of Neverland I asked why he came back and that’s the line he said. I’d come back to this place a thousand times over to get you back.

“Do ye like it?” Hook asks from behind me as he kisses my cheek.

“Oh my Hook…. It’s….. It’s wonderful! It must of cost a fortune for you to get it made!” I say, still adoring the new piece of jewelry.

He chuckles and moves my hair out of the way. “It sure was a pretty penny” He tells me, a smile beaming off his face.

I trace the charm’s outline for a while before asking “What’s the story behind this charm?”

Killin picks me up off of his lap and gently sets me down on the couch. “Once Upon a time there was a sweet little girl of the young age of thirteen. Her father was a terrible man, so terrible that he made the pirate that saved his lovely daughter seem like a hero.” He takes off my necklace and takes the charms from me as he continues on with the story - with our story. “Sadly the pirate couldn’t take her with him because she was so young but he wrote to her everyday. Along with that everytime he was back in town he’d have tons of presents for her. Flowers, perfumes, cloths, jewelry. Everything that she could possibly want or need. Along with all the big gifts he’d bring her charms from each one of his adventures. Every night he was in town the girl would sneak out and spend it with him. Going to the beach, stay on his ship or going out to the pub. Slowly over the years the pirate and the beautiful girl got closer and closer. To the pirates joy when the girl was fifteen she decided to run away with him. That night she packed up nothing but her most favorite outfits, her favorite book, this beautiful jewelry box made from the finest wood in all of the enchanted forest that would sing her her favorite song of the sea and her necklace with all her charms.” He puts the necklace back on me once he was the charms firmly clasped on the chain. His lips brush over my skin before he finishes the story. “Years have past since that day and the pirate still gets to litter his princesses in gifts and I’m happy to report that the two are still happily in love.”

I smile and turn towards Killin who’s smiling like an idiot. “That’s my favorite story.”

“It’s mine too.” He says back before catching my lips with his.

#OUAT Smut Hook KillinJones

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Reblog this if you believe Robbie Kay should be brought back as Peter Pan because Peter Pan never fails

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Won’t Lose Her (Peter Pan; OUAT)

Notes: • Super out of character for Peter but hey, it's an imagine so oh well • Sudden mood swing on how you see Pan too FYI • Tiny piece of smut but not really I guess, idk • I'm starting to think I make Killain seem more like a pirate than the show, Lmao • Long as fuuuuuuuuuuuck, actually 4583 words so I recommend you get your fuzzy blanket and popcorn •Part Two???? • Starting tomorrow I'm only going to publish every other day because of school and family and all •Plz comment spelling and grammar mistakes ------------------------------------------------------- Keys: Y/N: Your Name H/C: Hair Color E/C: Eye Color S/T: Skin Tone H/L: Hair Length Your P.O.V. "Peter?" I mumble, rolling over and stretching my hand out to try and find My Lost Boy. The sheets are cold were he usually lays next to me, this telling me he hasn't been here in awhile. I sit up and wipe the sleep out of my eyes before looking around the dark room. "Felix?" I call out, knowing the boy sleeps nearby for when Peter is gone on business or disappears in the middle of the night. Usually he isn't so worried about me but know that Hook, The Queen and the others are on the island he has me under constant watch. "Felix?!" I call again, this time crawling out of my warm bed and walking towards the doorway. I look around the camp but it's hard to see with the dying fire and lack of lighting. "Felix? Pan?" I question, stepping out onto the soft dirt of the camp site. Quietly and carefully I walk around the site to look for either one of the boys I'm looking for. I let my hands glad over the tree trunks till I get to one with carvings in it. I let my fingers trace over the markings that I've been working on. "Felix?" I call again, letting my fingers curve around the flowers, bugs and letters. "I'm coming in." I say, loud enough that he can hear but the lost boys can't. I push aside the fabric and look inside the small tent. His bed is empty and his club is gone. I sigh to myself and stand up. The wind blows and causes me to shiver. I curse at myself for not changing out of Peter's shirt before coming out of our warm hut. My legs shake and the rest of me shivers in the breeze. I carefully make my way back to our room and shuffle around the boxes till I find a pair of my shorts. I slip them on and as soon as they're up I hear someone behind me. I freeze as the footsteps come closer to me. Out of the corner of my eye I notice the jar of dream shade. As the steps get closer and closer I jump to grab it but the person grabs me first and slam me against the wall. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Instantly I know it's Tinker Bell from the voice, not to mention the fuzzy blond her and the bright green clothing. "Let me go!" I say, trying to push her off of me. She's on the ground from my push, giving me time to head out of the camp. I grab the torch and throw it into the fire. "Guys! Get up! We're under attack!" I yell, flipping open the tents and making as much noise as I can. Every tent I look into is empty. "They're all gone." Tinker says, grabbing me from behind. I try elbowing her but I can't move my arms. "Time to sleep now, Y/N" She says throwing the Poppy Flower dust at me. I hold my breath and avoid it all that I can. Soon my lungs burn and air becomes to much for me to bare. I gasp for breath, the pink dust coating my lungs and cause me to fall deeper and deeper into the darkness of sleep. Peter's P.O.V. I laugh at the group standing in front of me till something in me clicks and clicks in the wrong way. My face falls as I fell the dread fill me up. Next to me stands Tony, the lost boy just below Felix. Henry is held in his arms with a sword to his throat. Regina starts smiling when she sees how my face falls. "What's wrong, Peter Pan?" She questions, walking towards me. I know what she's going to do. I already know but the groggy blackness inside me fills up my chest and my head so I can't think fast enough to stop her. Her hand is on my chest and about to enter when someone jumps out and grabs her. My head snaps up to see Felix. Felix..... I think, trying to get my head straight and to ignore the feeling. I hear his voice ordering the boys around and telling them to fight back. My head spins more and I climb the nearby tree to try and get up to the fresh air. In the sky is smoke. Smoke..... Felix..... Y/N..... Y/N! As soon as the thought of her crosses my mind, I'm at the campsite. The fire in the center is burning bright which caused the smoke. "Y/N?" I call, climbing up the ladder. Instead of seeing My Queen in our bed I see dreamshade on the floor and the bed empty. My eyes widen as I look around. Slowly I walk towards the bed and sit down on it. "Boss?" Felix asks from the ground. "Can I come in?" I peep out a "Yes" as I look at the ground longer. He climbs up the ladder and freezes when he sees the room. "You were ordered to stay her and watch her." I say to the ground. "I should have been the one to confront the group not Tony! I'm you're right hand man-" "You're my right hand man because I trust you with my prized possession!" I scream at him, picking him up by his cloths. "And now because of you she's gone! In the hands of that Pirate and the rest of them!" I keep yelling, walking to the edge of the hut. "P-pan please!" Felix says trying to get out of my grasp. I smirk at him and let go of him. He falls down the twenty feet and lands with a crack. I leave the camp and go to where we've left the group, this time I leave without anyone. Instantly I'm greeted with a sword to my face. The blood starts dripping and the poison from the dreamshade sips into my skin and wastes no time to start it's work. "What a lovely welcoming." I mumble, using my magic to start healing the wound already. "Ye don't deserve a warm welcome" The pirate says smiling at me. Snow White steps up and looks at me with her arrow pointed at me. "We have someone you might want back." She nods and her husband, Prince Charming walks up with Y/N between his arms. She's half asleep with her mouth covered and her arms tied behind her back. She looks up at me with droopy eyes and a lazy smile. A piece of her H/C locks hangs in front of her dull E/C eyes. Out of habit I step forward to go and slip the piece of hair back behind her ear. When I step forward Y/N screams in pain. My eyes widen and I instantly step back. "What did you do to her?!" I scream, looking around the group. All of them stand in front of be besides Regina who is standing behind Charming. She smiles before revealing herself. In her hands there's a red, beating light. Y/N's heart. I lift my hand and go to spell it away from her but she's a step ahead of me. She squeezes it again, causing tears to streak down Y/N's S/T skin and stain her cheeks. Regina keeps squeezing, more and more pain feeling my lover's face. "Stop it! You're hurting her!" "Oh, I know." The witch says, finally letting go of her tight grasp. Y/N gasps for breath and leans against Charming's arms heavily. "We don't like hurting her." He says, causing me to sneer at them. That was a mistake because again Regina almost squeezes Y/N's heart into dust, causing her to scream for me. "What do you want?!" I yell, quickly thinking of anyway I can get her back unharmed. "We want Henry back!" The savoir screams. I nod and venison before they can say another word. A plan. I need a plan. I need a plan to save Y/N. Stupid, stupid Y/N! Your P.O.V. It's been almost a week since the heroes have stolen me away from my lost boys and my Peter Pan. Ever since the first day everything has been okay suppose. My chest is sore where my heart is suppose to be but Snow says it'll stop after its put back. It took them all about two days to relished that I'm not going to try to escape. Of course this happened after they thought I left. Hook fell asleep on watch and I couldn't sleep so I walked down to the lakes and filled the water jugs. When I got back they were all screaming at Hook. I let them and went back to putting the water jugs back in Snow's bag. Finally the Queen got some wits and took my heart out of the small bag she keeps it in. She went to use it to call me back but I went up next to her and told her I was already there. I proceeded to explain what I did and since than they have trusted me. I couldn't help but think, are they really stupid enough to think that I'd run away without my heart? But That was all days ago. At the moment I'm hanging upside down in a tree, Hook standing against the trunk. "Ye know lassie, Pan ain't comin' fer ye if he hasn't came by now" He says, causing my eyes to flap open. The wind blow and cause me to sway a little but not enough to make me fall. "That's where you're wrong, Pirate." I mumble with a smile. The wind blows more and whispers Peter's soft words through my ears. Ignore their words, My Queen. I love you. I just swing there waiting for the wind to die down. "Ye're still in contact t' 'im, aren't ye?" I shrug and go back to my closed eyes swinging. Hook cuts the vine I'm an and expects me to fall into his arms. Instead I use the tree trunk to push off and land on my feet a few meters away. I smile to myself as I strolls away from him. "You be! The sudden wind when we insult 'im, the fires being dead in the mornin' even though no one scuttled 'im. It all makes sense! I 'ave t'-" Without even a blink of my eye Peter shows up next to me. Hook goes to run back to camp but Peter waves his hand and Hook is trapped. "Damn near took you long enough." He mumbles, taking me in his arms. Peter's P.O.V. I smile to myself and take Y/N into my arms. Instead of her normal leaning against me and her soaking in my warmth, she just stands there but it isn't her fault. She doesn't have her heart in her body that tells her she loves me. She only has her head, which after being on this island for as long as she has, telling her she needs to trust me. "Y/N might not have her heart telling her that she loves me but she does have her head...." I kiss thee crown of her head before continuing ".... telling her that I'm her best way out of you're hateful hands." The soft kiss doesn't cause Y/N to blush and squirm to head her cheeks like usual causing a little sting in my heart but I don't let it show. Instead I kiss her cheek and continue on my speech. "I will get back my love and along with her I'll the boy within my grasp too. I will finish my plan and bring magic back to Neverland." By the time I'm finished my lips are grazing her neck. From the time we've been apart her markings from me have healed and I'm sure my fingerprints from her hips have healed too. My fingers curl around the end of the skirt that she's wearing. My favorite shirt that she wears to bed every night and nothing else but her undergarments that she makes it so hard not to just tear off of her. "I've missed you." I whisper into her ear as I begin to pull up her shirt. My fingers slide against the soft material of her shorts and further up. The need to touch her skin, to smell her apple scent, to hear my name roll of her lips burns in me like it has all week. The feeling has been sitting in me, bugging me, telling me to just say screw the boy, screw living if it means I get touch her again. "I've been aching for you." I mumble against her soft and smooth skin. I'm millimeters away from her stomach when an arrow is shot at me. I flip around and grab ahold of it before it can hit Y/N or me. I snap the arrow in half and glare at Snow and the rest of her group with annoyance. "You really are an annoying group of heroes." "We know." Charming says, his sword drawn and pointed at me. "I still have her precise heart." The Queen remind me, taking it out to remind me. I glare at her before saying ""Sometimes I wonder if love is worth fighting for...." I say, anger foaming in my words till I look at Y/N. ".... and than I look at her...." My eyes trail over Y/N, taking in every inch of her. Her dull E/C eyes that seem to always be shining with joy and love everytime she sees me, even right now a flicker of joy seems to be fighting in her even when she doesn't have her heart. Her H/L, H/C hair that is a beautiful even though it's tied up in a mess. Her S/T skin glowing in the spots of sun that make it through the leaves of the trees and even her beautiful waist that could be bigger or smaller than it already is and yet it would still feel perfect in between my hands. "Get to the point!" Regina says, causing me to break my eyes away from my love. Quickly my smile falls back into a frown. ".... and I'm ready for war. So come at me, I'm ready for a fight if it means I won't lose her." Regina lifts her hands and fireballs form. "Glady" she says throwing the flames at me. I grab Y/N and move us out of the spot of the flame. "Now, now. To think I came here to trade." I snap my fingers and Henry appears in a cage. The heroes flock around it and sooth the illusion of their child. I use the chance to try and steal Y/N's heart back. I watch them carefully before going to spell the heart back. Instead of My Queen's heart I get a burn on my hand. I grant in pain causing everyone to look at me. The illusion disappears and everyone turns towards me. The Evil Queen purses her lips and turns towards me. "This was a trap, wasn't it?" Emma asks me. "Of course it was." The Queen says, taking out Y/N's heart and hovering her hand over the heart to show off the purple barrier. "Do you really think I'm that stupid, Peter? So stupid that I wouldn't make sure I get my son before you get your.... Whatever she is to you." I set my jaw and glance at my lover. "This isn't over with, Peter Pan never fails." I kiss Y/N deeply before disappearing back to camp. As soon as I step foot on the soil everyone is bombarding me with questions all having the same underlying meaning. Is Y/N back safely? I ignore all the questions till I hear Y/N screaming my name in pain. The want to go and snatch her away and just give them Henry is growing bigger and bigger each time I see her or her hear scream but I can't do that; and of course no one else can hear it but me seeing how I know everything that goes on here; and it pains me to hear her need me and knowing that I can't help her just yet. Once the screaming stops I walk right up to Felix who's waiting patiently. "I need you to get Poppy dust and I need it by tonight. Send one of the older boys and two of the younger ones." I order him. "Why?" He asks as he sends off the boys. "That is none of your concern." I tell him, causing him to smirk. "Are you sure it's not just because you don't want to admit that you aren't just telling her you love her for her own sake?" He questions, causing feeling to build up and the want to hurt him to come with it. Obeying that need, I slam him against the beat by tree and hiss "The war is about to begin you can either be dead before it even starts or die fighting in it for me. You're choice!" After I get my words out I let go of him and head of it I the woods so I can at least watch my Queen if I can't help. Your P.O.V. I know Peter's words and his touches should have affected me but they didn't but I could feel my heart yearn to be back in my chest so it can soak in the attention. My body felt warm when I was in his arms but know that's gone along with Peter so once again I'm stuck here in this hell hole of heroes. "Some love you have there." Emma says, putting her sword away and turning towards me. Hook chuckles as I go and lay down on the dirt that's way rougher here than it is back home at camp. "The dirty demon has been whisperin' secrets in her ear wit' thee wind." The rest of them look at me and I ignore them, sliding my eyes shut. Without opening my eyes I already know Regina is going to squeeze my heart and than start demanding me to tell her everything. Like I suspected she squeezes it and pain envelopes my body. The pain gets worse and worse, causing pains to spill down my face. "Peter!" I scream hoping he'll hear me. He might of but of course he doesn't come to ease the pain, at least not at the moment. "Tell is everything you know about Peter Pan." Regina says into my heart, forcing me to tell her all. I roll my eyes knowing she isn't going to get what she wants. "Now!" She hisses, forcing me to sit up and to start ranting. "Well he's been whispering to me on the wind. Mostly some things like 'I love you', 'don't listen to them' and 'I'll see you tonight' mostly. His shadow comes to visit me at night and lay with me most nights. Maybe one or two of the nights it's actually been him. He's been busy with the boys. Peter says he has no idea how the hell I manage to take care of all the boys and yet have energy to do everything else. He says he'd killed everyone if it wasn't for his thinking tree and me. Well he didn't really say because of 'me' it was more of he wouldn't be able to survive if it wasn't for me being able to play his body like a fiddle. Honestly it's not that hard. Most of the time he's the one touching me and finding the right switches but when it's my job it's quite easy. You would not believe how easy it is to get him started. Most of the time it starts with me wearing his shirt around and some super short-shorts and than me asking to play Truth or Dare. I end up on his lap and than I use my lips to make him melt. Oh my God once we get to the bedroom you wouldn't believe his skills-" "That's enough!" Hook says, coving my mouth with his good hand.They all look at me a mix of shocked and surprise. I lick the hand over my mouth causing him to pull it away with disgust. "Bloody hell!" The Pirate says, wiping my spit on his jacket. "You have to know more!" Regina says, her voice full of anger. I shrug and not say anything. I do know more than I'm telling, hell I know way more than I told them. The first thing Peter ever taught me was to find the loops in things. This loop was that she said tell her everything about Peter. I figured if I started with our sexual behaviors they'd get annoyed and shut me up. Plus it might help them that I accidently dropped in a thing about his thinking tree. For me on the other hand, Peter will have me black and blue if he ever figures out that I told them about it on accident. Sadly, they start talking to each other about the tree for a while before turning towards me. "Where is this 'Thinking Tree'?" David asks me, coming and sitting next to me. I shrug and answer back honestly. "I don't know. I've only been there a few times and every time I've never been able to pay attention." "Why not?" Hisses Regina squeezing my heart. Again I scream and she squeezes hard. I scream for for Peter again and like always he doesn't answer. "Where is Peter's thinking tree?" Regina asks my heart to force the answer out of me. "I don't know. I've only been there a few times and every time I've never been able to pay attention." I repeat myself between pants. The whole group looks at me sadly besides The Evil Queen. "Why not?!" She screams as she squeezes my heart more, causing me to scream in pain more. "Regina stop! You're hurting the poor girl!" David speaks up, taking the heart from her hands. She glares at him and he looks back. "She's been a good for us. She hasn't tried to run and hasn't tried to kill us or anything." "That's cause we 'ave her heart." Hook says, which Emma agrees too. David looks down at me with pity which annoys me some but I'm too weak to say anything. He sinks down and sits next to me. Soon everyone starts going back to their own thing but David just sits with me. "You're a good kid." He tells me, bumping my shoulder lightly. I just nod and focus on the fire. "How did such a sweet girl end up with a monster like Pan?" I trace symbols into the soil as I process the story through my head. "A trade." David seems taken back but interested. He urges me on and I slowly continue. "My brothers wanted to leave and Peter wanted me here. It's all out of love. Peter love me. Peter loves me. He really loves me. I know he loves me. Most days anyway." I whisper the last part but David hears anyway. "Most days?" He questions, watching my fingers curve and make drawings in the dirt. I just nod and ignore his questions and please to continue. "Does he hit you?" I nod and mumble "He hits all of us. I'm use to it though. It's better than home though seeing how he hits the boys more than me." There's silence for a moment before another question bubbles up. "You're family hit you? Did anyone stop them? How often did they do this? Who are they?" I finish my drawing with 'Charming' in the middle of a shield with two swords. "No, just my father and brothers were in the house and they all enjoyed it. I don't remember their names but it was a long time ago. Peter doesn't hit me every day like them. Only when he gets really mad and stressed out." David processes this new information before asking his next question. "Does he force himself on you?" "I have some boundaries Charming." I don't look up from my artwork already knowing It's Peter as he walks over to me a slides his fingers through my hair, down to my neck and grabbing a hold of it. "We're going to my Thinking Tree when we get home." He whispers, making sure I know it isn't for sex by his nails digging into my neck. By the time he's done with me everyone else is ready to fight. "There's no need for those." He speaks, pulling me to my feet roughly. "I'm sorry." I mumble, knowing I missed up big time. "We'll talk about it later." He tells me, motioning for someone - probably Felix - to move out of the shadows. Pushed against Felix's test is Henry with Felix's club against his throat. Felix looks rougher than usual. His face is covered in bruises and his arms littered with cuts. His leg is poorly wrapped with the bone sticking out of his leg a little still. "I have your child now give me my Queen." He reaches for my heart that David is holding but he moves it out of the way. "Henry first." He sneers and has Felix let go of the little boy. Henry's family engolfs him in their arms and cover him in warm words and kisses for a whole till Peter says "Y/N's heart." "Right" Regina says, taking my heart and putting it back in my chest. For the first time in days my body is folded with warm and feelings. I stand up and smile before hugging Peter. He wraps an arm around me before puffing us to his thinking tree. Instantly my smile falls and is replaced with fear. Peter wraps his arm around my throat and pushes me against the tree. I pull at his hand as I gasp for air. His lips brush against my ear as he whispers. "I punished Felix for not listening and now it's your turn Y/N. Punishing you for telling the heroes about me beating you, about my tree, about our private life and most importantly for costing me my life for your pitiful one." The words sting but I can ignore that as I gasp more and squeak out what I can "Peter! Let me explain!" He clenches his jaw and lets me go. "You have a minute." I cough and rub my throat before saying "I know how you can still get Henry's heart."

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Summerween (Jefferson; OUAT)

Notes~ • So it is smutty-ish • Part two with actually smut??? Or no???? • Jefferson and you have an off again on again kind of relationship • Plz comment any spelling/grammar mistakes • I'm open for requests • August is an adult still in this one ------------------------------------------------------- Keys~ Y/N: Your Name H/L: Hair Length H/C: Hair Color Your P.O.V. A huge smile rests on my face as I pull out my Summerween costume. In Storybrooke we have two halloweens to keep the children happy and it may or may not before the adults to have more fun with they're partying and skimpy outfits. I gather are the different pieces and set them on my bed. I've had this outfit planned out since last Halloween. You see I want to dress up as the Mad Hatter, or Jefferson as most know him here. We have a complicated relationship with him wanting to date but not having me around his daughter or anyone else for that matter. Being like this pretty much means we have sex and then one of us goes home. This causes us to fight, 'break up' and than have make up sex for it all just to start over again. Speaking of his daughter, I should probably call to see if Jefferson is going to have Grace tonight or not.I plop on my bed and unplug my phone before flipping through my contacts till I find his name. I roll onto my back and listen to it ring for a while. Finally someone picks it up. "Hello?" A soft girls voice says. There's my answer. I think to myself with an eye roll. I love Jeff and I totally understand him loving his daughter and wanting to spend time with her seeing how the last twenty-eight years without her has affected him but still, I'm his lover. "Hello Sweetheart! Is Mr. Hatter home?" I ask sweetly. There's some shuffling and a soft call of "Dad? Someone called your phone!" There's some shuffling again before Jefferson is finally on the phone. "Hello, My Ace of Hearts." He says in a whisper, calling me by his nickname, a smile obviously on his face. From the whisper I'm assuming he's hiding from his daughter or anyone else in the house for that matter. I hum softly and sit up on my bed. "Hello my dear love." I say back, standing up and plugging in my curling iron. "I love hearing from you my dear, but why is it that you called? I am with my daughter after all." The words sting but I don't let them get to me. Instead I play my own little game. "Oh dear....." I say sorrowfully. "What? What is it Y/N? Is something wrong?" He asks, worry coating his words and making me smirk. "Nothing is the matter. I was just looking forward to letting you see my Summerween custom. I was really exciting seeing how it'll be to your liking." "Well my dear I would love that but I have my da-" "Oh, no, no, no!" I cut him off, knowing it'll have to be quite a fight to convince him to give up the night his Grace so I can have some fun. "It is no problem! No problem at all! I am sure that I can find someone else to-do tonight." I can already sense the rage and jealousy coming off of him through the phone. His jaw is clenched and his anger is already bubbling when he says "What do you mean 'someone else'?!" I smile to myself and shrug even though he can't see it. "We aren't dating according to you." "So?" He hisses through the phone like a pissed off snake. My smile grows the more he gets upset. His anger builds up in bigger and bigger and I can't wait to start a flood. "So, since you're busy I'll just go see if August isn't busy tonight." "You are not going to sleep around with that pine tree of a person!" Jefferson starts screaming at me before he's interrupts. There's some hush talking that is easy to make out between Grace and him. He's silent for a moment, probably quitting for Grace to walk away before continuing. "Don't go see August." "And do what? Sit around and do nothing tonight? You're not boyfriend so you can't stop me from seeing anyone else for the night." I already know the high tide is down for him but that isn't going to stop the waves from crashing. "I have to go." He mumbles before hanging up on me. I shrug it off and leave my phone on the bed before walking back off to my make up table. When I'm done my H/L H/C hair is super curly and cups m face perfectly. You can be Alice, I'll be the mad Hatter! My phone sings, signaling that Jefferson is trying to call me again. I let it finish ringing and wait ten minutes to call back. I use my free time to do my makeup that goes with my costume style. Finally when I do call back it rings three times till he picks up. "My apologies" I mumble, adding the last touches to my eyeliner. "I was busy." "Busy doing what?" Hisses the Hatter. I smile and put him on speaker phone before pulling out my bag of lipstick. "I was busy doing my makeup so I look on point for whatever plans I have tonight." "I hope you plan on coming over here tonight." He says swiftly, as if he's a teen who has parents out of town for the night. I smile and slide red lipstick over a slim middle section of my lips till it's bright red. "I thought you had your daughter today. I know from his chuckle that he's smirking. He's just as aware of my games as I am of his. Wrapping around the edges of the red I add a purple-ish pink color. "It seems that her best friend Stacy is having a Summerween party and convinced her parents to let her have a sleepover." "How Ironic." I mumble, adding the blue to the corners of my lips. I know he wants to fight but he bites his tongue, knowing that it'll pay off in his favorite later tonight. "I might have bribed her father a little." If i was there with him he'd be rubbing his neck and avoiding my eyes. I even out the lipsticks and use a silver gloss to make my lips shine and to add silver chips to mix up in it. I add dangly earrings with different color crystals and a necklace that surprisingly Jefferson got for me. "Maybe I'll stop by later" I say with a smile as I admire the piece of sparkling jewelry. "Maybe you will" We both know I will. After that I hang up on him and go back to getting ready. I strip down and back sure I put on my best pair of matching, red, lace panties on bra before slipping on the rest of my cloths. I wear thigh high stockings with garters that connect to my way to short black skirt. There's a little bow in the middle of the skirt that is super visible with the coat I'm wearing. I have one of my Lover's scarves wrapped around my lips but not enough that my bow is covering. As for the coat, it is mostly open with only one button closed in the middle of my torso. I check myself out in the mirror and smiles happily at how well it shows of my stomach and boobs. I like hot damn! I tell myself as I slip on my knee high black boots. The last piece is Jefferson's favorite hat that he left here last week when he visit me for some 'fun'. It's funny seeing how he has no idea where it is. He thinks he left it at Granny's or something like that. I grab my wallet and slip my phone into one of the pouches before walking out into the warm July air. The warm prickles my skin even at eight thirty, which I'm glad for because October in Storybrooke is freezing! Hatter lives a few blocks away so I decide to walk instead of wasting gas in my car. With me walking I run into a few people I know. I get cat calls from some of the guys and glares from girls on the street. With having so many kids the Mayor has set up roles for our Halloweens. No ground up fun is allowed during kid trick or treating. During Summerween trick or treating is from five to eight and the rest of the night is for the adults. During Halloween it's from three till six and again the rest for the adults. The Queen gets really worried about Henry getting sick, hence the two hour bump up. There's another whistle as I stand out Jefferson's door. I ignore it till my name is called "Y/N lookin' quite sexy tonight!" I flip around and see none other than Hook. I smile and run up to him and he instantly engulfs me in a hug. "How fares yer day me little lassie?" "I be good cap'n!" I say, my pirate accent sinking through my words. "Where are ye off too? T' see the jackass o' a partner?" Hook ask, setting me back on my feet. I giggle and shake my head at before saying "Papa be fine wit' it Cap'n! Plus Jefferson ain't that bad!" Hook forces me to look into his eyes as he says what the whole crew besides Papa has been telling me since day one. "Yer Papa, me dearest first mate, be blind wit' his belief that everyone sees ye as mighty as the crew. That scallywag be bad new" His eyes are sharp with hatred for Jeff and concern for me. Captain looks at me for a while longer before letting me go. "Ye 'ave yer Papa's stubbornness. Easily pushed around but won't let somethin' slide if he doesn't wants it too. Definitely 'ave Smee blood in those veins o' yers." He says, laughing and kissing my forehead. I smile after him before hopping up the stairs. Before I can knock the door sings over. "Why was the dirty pirate touching you?" I roll my eyes and say "Good t' fair winds t' ye too, love." He raises his eyebrows at me and it takes me awhile to realize what I said. "Opps, sorry babe." "You sound like a pirate." "I am a pirate." I shoot back. Jefferson looks like he's been slapped. "What?" I question him curiously. He opens and closes his mouth for a while before saying, "Why don't I know this?" I shrug and say "You've never asked." He's silent for a moment before looking me up and down. "Trick or Treat" I say, leaning up to whisper it in his ear. This gets me a hic in his breath followed by nervous laughing. I sink back down to my feet and pout with my arms around my lovers neck. "What? Don't like my costume?" Jefferson blushes and places his hands on my hips. He looks me up and down again before saying "N-no..... It's ah..... Wow." His face is flushed and he has to look up at the ceiling to cool down some. I kiss up his neck and start undoing his shirt. His hands venture from under my skirt to the button on my trench coat. He undoes it and pushes the coat off. It slowly falls to the ground and makes a small puff sound. Soon his shirt follows and hits the ground. "Fuck Y/N" He mumbles, as I suck on his collar and my fingers mess with his belt. I smile to myself when I finally have his pants over and we manage to stumble up the stairs and into the bedroom. "You're staying, all night." He mumbles as I trail kisses all the way down to his waist. I smile more and whisper "Gladly"

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Persuaded (Peter Pan; OUAT)

Notes: • Killian is your Father and Peter is your lover • Plz comment any spelling/grammar mistakes • Little bit of smut at the beginning but not much ------------------------------------------------------- Keys~ Y/N: Your name E/C: Eye Color H/L: Hair length H/C: Hair Color Your P.O.V. Peter's hands slide down my stomach as his lips travel down my neck. The smell of pine needles, sweat and apples slide off of him. My arms and legs are wrapped around him with our sticky skin pushed against each other. Curses spill of my lovers lips which I return if small noises of pleasure. "P-Peter!" I mumble, pushing him away which he obeys. He gets off of on top of me and lays next to me on the soft bed of leaves and moss. His fingers slide over my stomach softly causing shivers to go down my spin, a nice cool feeling to the warm heat from a second ago. "Why did we stop, My Pirate?" Peter whispers, his lips brushing against my neck and making my nervous bounce around more. His hands slide down my thighs and slowly opens my legs. "Your body seems to want to continue." He says against my stomach skin as he kisses lower and lower. "I-I can't! D-dad w-will-" He sighs and rolls off of me again before mumbling "Hook will be waking up soon." I hum a yes and slide my hands through his unkept locks. It's hard, our relationship. I love Peter but I have a loyalty to the Crew and to my loving Father. "I'm sorry." He nods, his hair tickling my stomach and causing me to giggle silently. He smiles up at me and shakes his head more. "Baby! You're going to make me wake up the boys!" "Good!" Before I know what's going on he's on me and tickling my sides. I wave my arms around and try to make him stop. After a while and what feels like a new pair of abs he finally stops. Peter's light brown hair is hanging over his green eyes with the need for a haircut. I push the long locks out of the way and lean up for a kiss. He leans down to close the last bit of distance. My hands slide through his hat and pulls on the ends a little bit. Again Peter's rough hands slide over my skin and down my thighs. After a minute or two he pulls away to let us breath. "I love you, Y/N." Peter whispers, his warm breath dances over my lips as his eyes beg with my E/C orbs. "I love you too, Peter." I say back, moving the locks out of his eyes that keep falling between my fingers. One of his hands lets go of my leg and lays on my cheek. I lean into the touch and close my eyes with a smile. His soft lips kisses my forehead before rolling off of me completely. I turn to my side and watch as he gathers my cloths for me. "You need to talk to him about us." He musters out before turning to face me again. "I can't" I whisper, tugging on my panties. "You and me both know there's no way persuaded Father into letting us be together." Peter leans against me and wraps his arms around me from behind. His lips brush over my ear as he whispers "Let me talk to him." I lean back and sigh. "No, never. Don't even bring this up to my Father!" His lips slide over the skin on my neck as his arms wrap around my bare stomach. "Why Beloved? He already knows we're in love." "He knows we're in love because you slipped up!" I yell, getting off the bed and tugging on my bottom skirt. Peter jumps up to and pins me to the wall. "You have no right to be mad at me! No right once so ever Y/N! If I would have-" "If you would have pushed me over the crew would stop fighting and saved me! You would have gotten the shell you wanted and Father wouldn't have started asking questions or having me on constant watch!" I fight back before we both grow silent. Peter lets go of my wrists and instead holds my hips. He buries his head in my neck and I wrap my arms around his shoulders. "I didn't want to take the chance of hurting you." The words stumble out of him slowly as he pulls my closer and closer to him. "Please Y/N, please at least let me try to bargain with him!" I push him away gently and he obliges. "Just stop Pan. Stop. It's not going to work! The only time we get to see each other is when our two sides battle or when I have with my dad so much that he gets blackout drunk. It pains me to see him do that to himself so I can come and see you! It hurts me Peter!" I can see how the words hurt him. The bright flicker in his eyes are gone and his arms have grown heavy around my waist. "Please" He tries begging me. "At least let me try talking to him." Sighing, I slide my fingers through the sun kissed brown hair on top of my lover's head. "Okay, okay. If you can get him alone without killing him or him killing you, you can talk to him. Peter..." I grab his chin and force him to look up at me. "I swear I will not stop haunting every last boy on this island starting with your buddy Felix if my Father isn't safely back on ship by sun down." "Y/N isn't that a little -" "Peter!" I scream, cutting him off. "I am a pirate and a future mother. You attack my people and hunt down children. I have no loyalty to your people - only to mine. I love you, with all my heart but if my people come under attack I will defend them before I help you. Do you understand me?" He lets go of me and nods. "I understand." Silent dipped in anger surrounds us as I start fixing my skirts as Peter starts tugging on his cloths too. I sigh and wrap my arms around him. He ignores me and continues pulling on his cloths. Frowning, I slide on to his lap and rub his shoulders and bare chest. "I'm sorry Peter." "You didn't seem to sorry when you threatened my lost boys! When you threatened me!" He screams in my face, causing me to shrivel up and bury my head in his chest. We're both silent for a while, my fingers stretching out on his chest and his hand rubbing circles on my hips. "You threatened my people Y/N." "You do the same to mine." I shoot back, my ear against his chest so I can hear his heartbeat. He doesn't fight back, knowing I'm right. We sit together for awhile longer before he spoons me up and starts heading out. "Peter!" I say heading my chest when he walks through the curtains. The lost boys whistle and clap at the sight of my half naked body. I try to cover myself up the most I can as Peter takes a moment to relish what's going on. "Hey! Eyes to yourself!" He yells before turning around and walking back into his room. As soon as the curtain falls he sets me on my feet. "Sorry Pirate, I should have thought." He mumbles, looking around for my undergarment and shirt. I help look before he shoots his head up. "Don't! You'll hurt yourself with pixie dust or dream shade!" I nod and sit down on the bed. Peter is always like this - careful. I watch him as I shuffles around his stuff to try and find my things. He sighs before standing up and handing me my undergarments. "Sorry Pirate, I can't find your top." He mumbles, using a ribbon to tie up my H/L H/C hair. I sigh and put on my garment before turning around. "It's okay. I'm sure Mr. Smee has already told Father that I sneak out and I'm sure he has his sustentions that-" "That I'm sleeping with his daughter?" Peter finishes, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my shoulder. I giggle and nod as he works his way up from my shoulder to my neck. Soft moans trickle off my lips which Pan uses as an excuse to continue. "P-peter! I-I have to leave!" He giggles and tugs me towards the curtain, using every step as a reason to kiss a new inch of my skin. Right before I push open the curtain he pulls me back. "Hmm? Peter?" He pecks my lips before sliding his shirt off and putting it on me. "I don't need the boys looking at my treasure" He whispers with a wink before going back to covering me with kisses. I giggle and bite my lip to keep in my noises as we walk out. There's wolf whistles from the older boys and 'gross!' and other sounds of disguise from the young ones. Finally we get out of the den and Peter picks me up. He lifts off the ground and flies me back to the ship. The moment he sets foot on the deck there's three bows, seven swords, two canons and a hook pointed at him. Peter being himself, he doesn't even flinch. He simply sets me on my feet with my arms around my waist. "Early morning Captain." He says with a cross look towards my Father. "We need to talk." "Like bloody hell I want to talk to you!" Father shouts back, grabbing me by the arm and pulling me forward. I can tell by the fact that he uses his hook and how deep he sinks it into my skin that he's still drunk. I bite my hip and keep from crying in pain till he shuffles and digs it into wound from last week. "Papa!" I cry, causing the crew to look at me in concern but for my father to ignore me. "Papa please! Your hook is hurting me!" I say again, this time blood spilling down my arm. Peter notices and grabs me away from him, making sure to avoid hurting me worse. "Get your demon hands off my-" "You were hurting her!" Peter yells, scooping me up and walking down to my room. He sets me on the table and lifts up the sleeve of my shirt as Father keeps yelling. "You have the dignity to soil my daughter's worth and than walk about my ship?!" Peter cleans off my wound and bandages it off, whispering things in my ear to help drown out the yelling. Father keeps yelling as Peter helps me into bed and gets me a cup of fresh water from the barrel. "That's enough!" He finally yells, surprisingly cutting off my Father. He starts shoving him out and there's some fares whispers before my Father glares at the two of us and leaving. "I'm sorry, Pirate." He mumbles before crawling under the blankets with me. I turn towards him and let my eyes dance over the outline of his face. "What was the whispering about?" I ask quietly, our lips brushing. Peter's hand pushes up my shirt a little and draws words on my skin. I love you, I love you, I love you. The words repeat over and over again. "It was a promise." All he has to do is look in my eyes to see my questions. He kisses me gently before continuing. "I promised that if he'd let me lay with you that we'd talk civilized. No weapons, no magic." I scoot closer to him and start saying "You know that-" "He's going to show up with weapons and half thee crew? Yes I do." I giggle and bury my head in his neck. Slowly I fall to sleep and Peter's soft touch fades away to cold and a soft "I love you" floats towards me before darkness hits and dreams fallow. Peter's P.O.V. Y/N is finally asleep and I slowly get up. "I love you" I whisper before walking out and closing her bedroom door. Just like I figured half the crew is missing but I turn a blind eye to it. I know Hook isn't going to come alone and I also know he isn't going to leave his weapons behind. As soon as I'm out the door one of the man - Mr. Smee I think Y/N said his name was - stands in front of her door. He glares at me along with the rest of the crew. I ignore it and fly off to the meeting place we agreed on. Mermaid Lagoon. I settle down on a rock and Hook comes out from behind a tree. "Demon" He greats. "Hook" I great back. I hope of my rock and walk towards him. "We need to talk." "About Y/N?" He says, shining his hook with his handkerchief. I nod and cross my arms over my chest. "It's simple, you leave her alone and stop playing with her feelings to use her against me." My anger flares up at that. How could he think I'd use Y/N to get to him? Knowing that if I go back on that it'll just cause a fight and for the six crew members he brought with him to start slashing at me with their swords and I'm very outnumbered at the moment. "That is not why I'm here Hook; Nor would it ever be seeing how I'd never use your daughter as a bargaining chip. As I see it, my relationship between us would never be used in battle as I'd like to believe you live by the same." His jaw sets as he glares at me. "I would never use my daughter to get to anyone, especially you. She's worth more than anything you can bargain." I chuckle, knowing what I have up my sleeve but choosing to wait. "That's not why I'm here. I don't want to talk about saving my love from being used by you." "She is not your love and I would never use my own daughter!" I can see him inching to hurt me but he knows that Y/N would find out and be cruse with him for days because of it. Slowly he calms down and I use that as my chance to say my piece. "So, Y/N thinks you won't be persuaded into letting us be together." He chuckles and pulls at his beard with his hand "She's right, as usual." I laugh, knowing that he's right on that one. "What if I wear to offer you something very rare to come by, a passage of this island." Hook wraps his hand around my throat and slams me against the tree. "I will find a way off this island with or without your consent and when I do I'm taking my daughter with me!" I gasp for breath and try to pull his hand off my throat. His crew is out of the forest now and are dead set on killing me. Hook laughs for a minute before looking into my eyes. "I can't believe that I actually thought you cared about my daughter for a minute. 'Not a bargaining chip'. Ha! You just used her as one!" I mange to open his hand enough to peep out "I didn't use her, I gave a way for her and you to be happy." He slams me against the tree a few times, each impact hurting more. "Do you really think I'd be happy without her? Do you really think she'd be happy with a monster like you?" He doesn't give me the time to answer before letting me go. I fall to the ground and cough as my lungs fill with the salty air. "Stay away from my daughter and maybe I'll think about letting you live when I leave." He starts walking away with his crew following after him. "I will be with Y/N even if I have to keep you trapped her forever." All I get in return is his laughing echoing further and further into the forest.

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