Peter Pan imagines ( OUAT )

Cabin Boy part 3

Wow long time no see guys. This is the last part of "Cabin Boy". Since it has been a while i suggest go back and reading the first 2 parts of this. This part contain sexual content so beware. 

Feel free to comment it is appreciated. :) Xxx. 

The gif is you and peter 

PART 3

Peter looked at you "No?"

"No." you grinned.

"I don't like no."

"I'm too innocent"

Peter grabbed your leg and pulled you into his lap.

"No." he growled.

You squirmed over his lap.

"Peter" you placed your hands on his shoulders. You squirmed, making sure your body accidently rocked his other. He gripped his hands on your hips. Making sure you didn't move away from him. "Kitten" he grinned. "Are you trying to take this somewhere?" he said as he pulled you closer to him.

"Or are you pretending again?" he continued.

You could feel his other press against you. You were wearing his boxers but it felt as if nothing was there. You were loving the fact that you proved him wrong. He did want you and he was hard underneath you. "I don't know. Am I too innocent?" You moved your hands into his hair and pulled back. Letting your hips follow the same action.

With a swift motion that should have scared you. Peter lifted you off the ground, holding you up with your legs. You gently nipped at his neck while pulling his hair.

Before you knew it you were back in the room you just came out of. Peter pushed you against the bed. You sank down into the bed finding it felt like silk. The black waves engulfing you. Your hair spread out across his sheets. His shirt ruffling up and drooling around your stomach. Peter braces his hands against your hips and slowly pulled the boxers off. Your lace peaking up at him. He stood up again and glanced over your body. The lace teasing him. His eyes finally landed on yours. He crossed his arms and slowly lifted his sweater off. You try to move up the bed but he circles his hand around your ankle and pulls you towards him.

You wiggle under the pressure of Peter's body.

He bent down and whispered sweet nothings into your neck. You let out a moan,

"Peter"

His hands slid down around your hips and underneath the t-shirt he gave you. His hands brushed around your rib cage. You gasped. Peter gently pulled off the shirt. You were bare. You tried to cross your arms but he wouldn't let you. "No" he said. Pinning your arms over your head as he trialed kisses down your torso.

You shut your eyes. He kept going lower and lower. His teeth grazing over your skin. You arched you back as he nipped at your lace.

Taking away your breath. A part of you was telling you to stop. This shouldn't be happening but your body was saying a completely different story. He faced back to you. Nose to nose.

Not saying anything. It was terribly hard for you to breath. You couldn't concentrate. The heat of his body radiating off of him then onto you. Throwing you into a frenzy.

"Are you sure?"

You didn't say anything. Afraid that your voice and mind would betray you.

"Are you sure" he demanded. He traced his hands up your thigh and placed it against your waist. His other hand trailing your inner thigh. So many emotion hitting you.