Wedding in Neverland (Sequel to You're Gone and I've Gotta Stay High)

Chapter 2- You'll Always Be My Wendy

Smut warning.

Alex and I were like moths to a flame running for the bus. With everyone at the party for at least 3 more hours, we had plenty of time in the bus alone. But that didn't stop us from hurrying.

The minute the tour bus door shut, Alex had me pinned against it.

"You're awful hot and bothered" he whispered into the space between my neck and ear.

"I'm drunk. Take me to your bunk already" I hissed.

Alex chuckled darkly and started to kiss my neck. I could melt right through his fingertips and I was sure I would if he continued.

"Why should I?" He questioned, letting his hands skim the skin of my stomach.

Now is not the time to tease me, Alexander.

I took a deep and frustrated breath, exhaling for at least 20 seconds.

"Because... I need you."

Alex pulled back to look at me with his lustful brown eyes. "Maybe I don't need you" he picked, a sly smile on his lips.

I took the opportunity at hand and pushed Alex back and away from me.

"Do you not?" I asked, batting my eyelashes and pushing out my chest. Two could play the teasing game. And I could play it better, even in my very inebriated state.

Alex watched me carefully as I stripped off my tank top. His eyes widened as he caught sight of my black bra. I moved my hair to one side, twirling a piece between my fingers and biting my lip. All I needed was a small plaid skirt and I had this act down.

"Valerie. Stop that."

I stepped closer to him and lightly touched his chest. His eyes fluttered closed and I leaned up to his ear, nipping at it softly before speaking.

"I'm going to go ahead to bed. I'm tired" I whispered, surprised at how well I was doing this without breaking character.

Alex's eyes shot back open as I leaned away and he caught my arm.

"Oh no, you aren't."

With that, he threw me over his shoulder and carried me to the bunks. Before slinging me on ours, he smacked my ass; causing me to yelp.

"Why must you always smack me on my ass?"

Alex flung me on our bunk, which was thankfully a bottom one this time because Jack insisted he was tired of us having sex above him.

"Because, it's mine and I'm simply appreciating my property."

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my almost bare chest.

"I am no man's property."

Alex scoffed and crawled on top of me, almost hitting his head.

"Since when were you such a righteous feminist?"

I moved so that I was more comfortable under Alex.

"I was only stating fact. I'm not your property. I'm your Wendy."

Alex's hungry expression changed to a loving one as he smiled down at me and his eyes sparkled. "You'll always be my Wendy."

I reached up to wrap my arms around his neck and brought our lips together. His tongue barely hit mine and a shudder went through me.

"I don't remember this part of Peter Pan though" Alex said, smirking on my lips. I giggled and tugged at his shirt.

"It was in the director's cut" I responded.