Villain (ouat Peter Pan one shot)

She Wants Revenge

She thought of a scarf and watched as it appeared. Fiona smiled for it was true that Neverland's magic will make what you think of appear. She covered the horrid love bite with it and walked out of her tent, seeing Peter and Felix talking to each other while the boys were playing target practice. A soft smirk came to her lips and she quietly came out, her eyes kept on Peter's back. She had to get his attention somehow to get her revenge. Her eyes lowered and just below his belt which went around his hips was a bit of ass. She quickly thought it over and yes, a possibility of regret would come, but she decided to go on with it and see what would happen. Her pace quickened and as she was about to pass Peter, she slowed down for a split second to grab his ass before, trying to play it out well, walking off casually. Looking over with eyes of seduction, her gaze meeting his mostly shocked yet confused eyes. Facing forward and heading into the thick vegetation of trees, a smirk grew wide and she began to run off through the forest.

"You hesitated Peter..." Felix said in a careful tone. "You can't let her win."
Pan tried his best to stand his ground, "I didn't hesitate Felix, I actually tried to think fairl-" His eyes widened and a gasp escaped from his lips as he felt someone grab his butt. He put his hand over the area and heard the sound of snickering walking away from him. He, as well as Felix, turned around to see Fit walking towards the entrance of the jungle. She looked back at him and their eyes met for a quick second before she disappeared in the dark path of trees. Blood rushed through his face as he tried to stay calm.
"Peter, are you alright?" He soon heard his friend say.
He looked back at him, "Yes, excuse me..." Peter went off to follow the girl who grabbed his ass. He was deep in the path now but saw no sign of Fiona. His brows furrowed as he kept looking, trying his best to concentrate.
Suddenly he was tackled, pinned to a tree. He tried to fight against who ever was attacking him, soon feeling lips invading his. His body relaxed slightly once everything began to settle down. His tackler was Fiona who pulled away and looked at him with a twisted grin.
"Got you!" She said and got off of him, giving them personal space.
Peter panted softly as he tried to regain his composure. His heart was beating from his chest, slowly going back to a normal pace. He did see that her indicator was a lighter shade of blue though, it was still a bit dark.
He went up to her, "Well played, love."
Fiona chuckled, "Thanks. I scared you didn't I?"
He went tight lipped, "Alright, don't get full of yourself..."
"I'm sorry, are you the only one who can be cocky?"
"No," He got closer, trying to get her back off guard, and carefully wrapped his arms around her waist, "I just don't want you getting your hopes up." He tried to play it sweet, to gain more of a romantic feeling.
She looked down at his strong arms, placing her hands on his chest. Her hazel eyes were back on his. She was about to respond but he quickly moved one hand and placed it behind her head, pulling her closer into a deep kiss. They stood for a long moment until Fiona realised what he was doing, pushing him away. "No. I'm not letting my guard down." She wiped her mouth and dusted herself off, turning away to hide the red colours that were seeping through her cheeks, about to walk away but Peter spun her around.
"What do you mean, love?" He tried his best to keep the sweet act up as he held her again.
Warmth was all she felt and she did her best to fight it. "I know you're trying to manipulate me, okay?"
"I'm not trying to manipulate you, Fiona... I'm just trying to be nice." He tried to assure her as he stroked a strand of her hair away from her face.
"So being nice is being all touchy and acting like you care?" She was putting all her concentration on keeping her walls up and high, not wanting him to fool her easily and win.
He bit his lip and loosed his grip on her, "No, Fiona. I'm not acting like I care about you, I do care about you..." He kissed her softly.
She wasn't thinking when she took the kiss, her body leaning against his slightly. It was hard at the moment to tell if this was acting or not but she was beginning to find that she's been having a longing for this feeling of some type of affection, real or fake. But then again, this was a game, and she couldn't lose. She pulled away after another moment of this and looked into his eyes, tears forming for her longing for love was finally noticed by her.
Peter looked at her, a bit worried. "Are you alright?"
She shook her head and looked away, sinking down to where she was sitting on the floor.
He was now concerned and sat with her. "Do you want to talk about it?"
Her miserable eyes looked back at him, "Sure..."