From The Beginning [ Peter Pan X Reader ] B1

Next Morning

Pan POV

I woke up first with my arms around Y/n. She was laying down on her stomach with her face facing me. Her eyes were shut and the blanket was on her, but was revealing her full back.

I couldn't help but smile at how beautiful she looked. I rubbed her cheek and felt how soft she was. Then I traveled my hand to her naked back and traced little pictures into her back. I wasn't trying to wake her up especially since I was watching her sleep. Even though I poured my heart out to her and claimed her as my own countless times, I couldn't help my own selfishness to not show it to much. I was the leader of the lost boys after all. I am supposed to be the evil boy of Neverland that could never love or give mercy.

She was my weakness.

My perfect, beautiful, and amazing weakness.

I thought about the long night we had together. How beautiful she was. Even though she was super self conscious about her body, I loved every bit of it. Every bit of her was mine. I pulled her close to me because I didn't want her away from me.

She's so innocent. I would hate to destroy that. I thought about if one day she could ever leave me. If someone could ever take her away from me. I didn't want to get angry so I squeezed her tightly, forgetting my thoughts from before.

Your POV

I woke up without opening my eyes. I just smiled and felt Peter's embrace. When he squeezed me, I opened my eyes to find him staring at me with a frown. After a second of him seeing my smile though, he grew a smile of his own. "Hi," I said with that early morning voice.

"Good morning love," his accent sometimes made me giggle in my mind.

"What's wrong?" He frowned again with my question. He remembered what he was thinking about before I woke up I guess, because it was written on his face.

He breathed in heavily and spoke, "I just... I never want to lose you."

"And you never will Peter," I wrapped my arms around his neck. I pressed my body into him, feeling how warm he was. We cuddled into each other's embrace for awhile, until Peter decided we should get going to wake the lost boys.

Back at camp

When Peter and I walked into camp, we were both smiling and holding hands. I couldn't help but feel so happy thinking about the night before. Yes he killed someone that night too, but as much as I didn't want to admit it, him killing someone didn't bother me anymore.

When we got close enough to camp to be on the circled ground around the fire, he let go of my hand and looked at me. He still had a smile on his face, not a full one but a closed smirk. He nodded his head for me to go sit down, and I did. I didn't want to look at any of the lost boys, when I walked to one of our wooden tables. They definitely heard us from the night before.

I saw Felix sitting down, so I sat across from him. He was sharpening wood to make them into weapons. I didn't say anything. I just watched him and tilted my head wondering, why he wasn't looking at me or trying to start a conversation? I looked around and one lost boy was looking at me, but the second I met his gaze he went back to what he was doing.

I went back to watching Felix sharpen the wood. He realized I was staring at him and finally looked up. He had no expression on his face, until he looked at my neck and he giggled. Fricken GIGGLED.

I realized he was looking at the marks Peter made on me and my face became red. Felix turned to look at Peter and he smirked at him. Peter with the ego he had, put a smirk on his face and raised his eyebrows twice up and down. Boys, what idiots they both were. I rolled my eyes.

When Felix was still looking at Peter, I asked him a question that caught him off guard. "Why is no one looking at me? They usually are always happy to see me, especially the young ones," I sounded so innocent at this moment because I was generally concerned.

Felix now looked at me surprised with the sudden question. "Umm. I'm guessing Pan didn't tell you what happened last night." Felix went back to sharpening the wood after his statement.

"I imagined what he did, especially since Jimmy is no longer around." Jimmy always tried to be around me during, the morning chores.

"Yeah well, he had some choice words for the rest of us-" He paused thinking really hard on what to say next. Then he continued, "I'm not saying anymore." Felix didn't say a word after that.

I imagined what he said though, if what he was just saying to me during our night together was not showing how possessive he was of me. This definitely did. It didn't scare me though, no it kinda turned me on. I liked being submissive and cared for so deeply. I never have been cared about before, so this feeling of love from another person really played with my heart strings.

I know I'm weird. Leave me alone this is my story.