(After the Ball)

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A week later you had a stupid idea to flirt with .
You flirtatiously stalked up to the new Lost boy.
You bit your fingertip, giggling as you batted your eyelashes, pretending not to notice Peter glaring at you as you got awfully close. The sound of boots crunching on leaves sounded in your ears before a hot, large hand came clamping around your wrist and tugging you away. You grew excited, watching the angry Peter drag you to his tent, ready to show you that you belonged to him and him only. Only it didn't quite turn out like that. Peter slammed you up against the wall, his hot breath fanning down your neck as he brushed his lips against the tender skin.
You wanna play games. Fine
He snarled, his hand trailing up your thigh. You squirmed under his embrace, sighing in pleasure as he started to suck on your neck before bracing your thigh over his waist. He started to ground his hips against yours, whimpers and pants falling from your mouth as he carefully slid in a finger before pumping it slowly. He watched your face, feeling you tense up around his fingers.
Peter! I'm gonna-Peter
Suddenly shocked when he withdrew. at him shocked, only to see he was smirking. He quickly licked his finger, pulling your dress down and smoothing it out before pecking your cheek before walking out.
PETER!
You screamed, grabbing his elbow. He swivelled around, pretending to be oblivious to your rage.
Yes my dear?
He cooed.
What the hell was that!
You growled.
Oh? that
He laughed, throwing his head back.
His lips curled up as he leaned down and kissed you sweetly. When he pulled back his eyes were dark, full of lust. You knew what that meant.
Peter's eyes were only like that when he was giving you some sort of punishment.
Since you want to break my rules then you don't get any rewards. You don't get to cum for a week. He whispered, nipping at your earlobe.
Your mouth dropped open, dread filling you.
What! a week! Peter, come on, baby. I'm sorry.
You pouted, nuzzling your head into his shoulder as you looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. He wrapped his arms around your back,smiling as he quickly swatted your bum before walking away.
One week my love, I'm sure you'll have plenty of time to talk to Lost boys who won't know how to make you scream He laughed, walking out.

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