Hooked on Neverland (Reader x Hook)

Hooked

I didnt proofread this one too much so just heads up!

Caution, 18+ content

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His hand moves to the back of my neck and roughly grabs ahold of it, directing it towards his mouth.

Without hesitation, he plants a trail of electrifying kisses along the sensitive skin of my neck. A surge of desire courses through me, leaving me breathless and wide-eyed with astonishment. Slowly, he pulls away, a smirk of satisfaction dancing on his lips. I stand there, mouth slightly agape, trying to comprehend the intensity of the moment and why I'm allowing myself to be swept away by this forbidden connection.

Hook slowly guides me to my feet with his hand in the palm of my neck.

"You're irresistible, Y/N," Hook pants, his breath heavy with desire. "Unlike Pan's enigma of existence, I possess the ability to recognise something truly precious." His eyes blaze with longing as he towers over me, gradually urging me backward until my back meets the wall.

With deliberate intent, he places the edge of his hook against the corner of my mouth. "The Hidden kiss," he smirks, a wicked glimmer in his eyes. "Do you yearn to experience what a real man can offer?" The metal hook traces along the contours of my bottom lip, igniting a exctatic sensation.

As if an unbidden impulse takes hold of me-... compelling me to act-

I part my lips ever so slightly and apply a gentle bite to the sharp metal.

My tongue glides along the curved surface, savoring each minute scratch and dent that grazes my sensitive skin.

Hook's utterly captivated, his gaze fixated on my every movement, spellbound by the unexpected boldness before him.

Without a moment's hesitation, James seizes my wrist with his hook, pressing it firmly against the wall above my head.

His warm hand encircles my throat, exerting a possessive grip, before he crashes his lips onto mine.

Our tongues engage in a passionate dance, alternating between gentle caresses and fervent demands.

His hand tightens around my throat, as if staking a claim, his hunger for my kisses palpable and unyielding.

My breath starts becoming heavy, desperate for Hook's touch.

As his hook still holds my arm in place, my free hand starts exploring Hook's broad back.

His muscles tense with my touch, letting go of my throat. 

I gasp for air finally able to breath a proper breath.

Hook places his large hand on my inner thigh, close to the heat that is forming in between my legs.

"God, you're my new obsession little bird," he breathes down my neck. "You think you can handle a man?"

"I can handle anything, James," I reprimand, as my breathing pattern increases.

Hook towers over my slender frame, practically a foot taller than I am. He moves faster up with his hand, getting closer to my heat. 

"Can you really now?"

"I can," I state trying to steady my breathing, making absolute eye contact.

"Now, you know how much I despise liars," he grunts with a smirk.

"I can fucking handle it," I snap, "Anything."

"You'll be the end of me-."

Hook's lips, flushed with desire, meet mine once more, igniting a fiery connection.