Peter Pan/Robbie Kay imagines

Robbie Request: Spending the night at Robbie's

WARNING: This imagine involves rape. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Otherwise: Enjoy this naughty one-shot ;)

Unfortunately, Your parents ran off on some 'Important Business Trip' and left you stranded with Robbie Kay's parents. Your Mother was a close friend of Robbie's and she adored you. I mean, ADORED you. As If you were her own daughter.

''Mommm!!'' Camilla & Fiona whined. ''What about us?'' Robbie's Mother smiled. ''(Y/N) darling, Robbie is out with his friends for the weekend so you'll have to sleep in his bed for the night.'' You shyly smiled. ''Thank you Mrs. Kay.'' She grinned, Pinching your cheek. ''You welcome sweetheart. No boys tonight..Just me and my girls...'' She wrapped her other arm around her daughter's shoulders.

*Flashback*

''(Y/N)! Get your little tush over here and meet my Son!'' Robbie's Mother smiled at you, Motioning you towards Robbie. ''Robbie this is (Y/N). (Y/N), Robbie.'' Robbie's tongue glided over his bottom lip. ''Well....Isn't she lovely.'' He drawled, His eyes stopping on your breasts. ''Robbie has been dying to meet you, Haven't you Son?'' He smiled. ''Yes, Dying.'' He emphasized the last part.

A blush formed over your face and his Mom's smile faded a bit as she tilt her head at you. ''(Y/N)? You alright dear?'' Running your fingers through your hair, You responded blankly. ''Y-yeah...Can I use the bathroom please?'' A tug pulled at your lower stomach and you gasped. ''Of course dear...Down the hall.'' She pointed. ''Thanks...'' You muttered, Clutching at your gut and reluctantly slipping across the shiny flooring.

A groan escaped your lips as you hung over the bathroom sink. White saliva dripped out of your mouth and the pain sent shudders to your ribcage. Quickly, You locked the door and felt something drip out of your lower regions. You looked down and saw beet colored blood seeping through your jean shorts. There were shades of pink so you can say it was the prologue of your first batch of menstrual blood.

''Ugh...'' You grunted, Falling onto you knees and crying over the toilet seat. ''(Y/N)? You okay?'' Fiona asked from the other side of the door. ''No...'' You whined. ''I'm bleeding..'' She sighed. ''Can I come in, I know what's wrong.'' You unlocked the door and Fiona stepped inside. ''Where did it stain?'' You lifted your thigh and revealed your stained crotch. She smiled sadly. ''Your period came..'' She dug into one of the drawers and pulled out a package of pads. She taught you how to use those and gave you a cotton dress and fresh pair of underwear. ''Your gonna have to get used to that now...''

''Fiona, (Y/N)?'' Robbie's Mother asked. ''What happened?'' Fiona smiled. ''She got her period, Mom.'' Her eyes almost burst before tackling you into a hug. ''My baby's grown up...'' She tightened her hug around you. From the corner of your eye you caught Robbie's glance. He smirked at you as his Mother pressed kisses all over your face.

*Present*

You were in Robbie's bedroom, Flipping through his I-POD. ''Boring...Boring...'' You muttered, Turning the device off and falling back against his bed, Propping your feet up onto the end of the bed. A squeaking sound rustled under the covers, Revealing shiny paper sticking out of the material. ''Hhmmm, What's this doing here?'' You said curiously, Pulling out a magazine and spotting the title 'Playboy for the U.K' Your eyes widened as they crossed over a picture of a woman with no underwear on. She covered her breasts with her hands, Her fingers jabbing her nipples.

A tingling sensation formed under your waistline, A warm liquid pooling from your lower regions. Quickly, You shut the book cover and palmed yourself through your jeans. ''You could just let me finish your business...'' A familiar accent whispered in your ear. Quickly, You turned around to find Robbie smirking at you, His signature turn-on. You opened your mouth to protest, But he latched his lips onto yours and slid his tongue through your slippery entrance.(No, Not that entrance)

''Hmmm...Quite flustered, Aren't you?'' Robbie teased, palming you through your pants. ''Quite wet too.'' He giggled. A hot blush flashed across your face. ''Robbie...Stop it.'' Your courage finally came after all these years. ''Your three years older than me.'' He crossed his legs and cupped your face. ''Exactly...Three Years. Not that old.'' His fingers held your crotch tightly, Squeezing your region and drawling a tsunami of heat through your panties. ''Your cunt is so warm...Like a space heater.'' He smiled, Staring back at you. ''Robbie...'' You moaned. ''I'm scared...''

He frowned. ''Don't be.'' He tore your pants down to your knees. ''Spread those wings...'' He commanded. Nervously, You spread your legs apart but not too apart, Or pain would sting at your hips. His eyes darkened as he lowered himself between your legs. His teeth caught at the hem of your panties and they tore down your thighs as well, His tongue dragging across your milky thighs. ''Do you wanna roleplay?'' His mouth curved into a smile. ''I can dress in tights and an leather vest if you like...''

''Robbie...I don't wanna do anything with you...I wanna sleep.'' His face shattered of any happiness. ''I barely know how to kiss...'' His head lowered, Dark eyes hooded below. ''I'll teach you...It'll be a lesson you'll never forget.'' His hands dropped to your breasts, Ripping your shirt off and examining your chest. ''Such a early bloomer...'' He glided his tongue over his lips before sucking on your nipple. ''And they taste like sweet..sweet curry.''

Your face turned completely red before he pulled you into his arms, Holding you up against the wall and grinding himself onto your thigh. ''Feel any tingling yet?'' He taunted, Dropping to his knees and holding your hips. ''Buck for me baby...'' He whispered against your folds, Kissing in the pit of your outer lips and thighs. You shivered as the tingling sensations returned. He shoved a finger into your milky liquidly heat, Curling his fingertip slightly over the edge. The tingling sensation turned to a odd feeling of a warm stringy liquid that was streaming down your leg.

''Wow...Coming already? Oh that's right, Your a virgin.'' He chuckled cockily. Dry humor that did nothing but disturb you. ''Robbie..I'm telling your Mom..'' He chortled. ''Go ahead, Tell her. You know she lovesssssss 'Tattle Tales.' (Y/N).'' A defeated sigh left your lips as he was working on your lower lips, Swallowing the white/clear fluid from your cunt. Your hips flinched, Nearly knocking Robbie over. He growled, Returning to your crotch and sucking harshly on your clit.

A flood of cum poured out of your pussy and down your thighs. ''There's a Good Girl.'' He smiled and pat your leg. His fingers fumbled with his belt, Wrapping it around your waist as he lined with your entrance. ''This may hurt...A lot.'' He continued teasing until the tip of his cock entered you slowly. A groan escaped your lips and he thrusted faster, Rubbing the leathery contraption down your ass and back up your hips, Minicking his movements. You clenched around his member and he growled, Pinching your nipples as you cumed again. He laughed, The vibrations spilling his 'stuff' into your vagina.

Tears spilled down your face and he pulled out, Kissing you roughly. ''I would use the bathroom if I were you love...'' He pressed another soft kiss to your lips. ''Time for Round Two.'' His fingers ran back down your folds. ''No! Leave me alone!!!'' You ran into the bathroom, Plopping down onto the toilet seat and fingering yourself open to feel that rush of pleasure. When you cummed over your fingers, You reluctantly but curiously raised your fingertips to your nose and took a wiff, Sliding your fingers through your mouth. ''Get your pretty ass over here...'' He mumbled from outside the door. ''Your puddy, I know it. I can smell it..''

You could almost hear the grin in his psychotic voice......