He's a Hero to me. (A Peter Pan - OUAT - story)

{chapter fourty one}

Skylar's POV

We get back to Neverland, and the boys swarm us, hugging us, and asking what happened, and who the new boy was. We explain everything - what happened in Storybrooke, how we ended up coming back with my brother, what was in my backpack. It was lunchtime, so all of us eat together. John crashed in his room, tired from the trip. We show Caleb to his room, and the boys all bring him to the training area to shoot bows. We follow behind, watching as they thought him how to hold the bow correctly, and how to aim accurately. He keeps missing, but eventually starts to get the hang of it. Soon enough, it's time for dinner. We eat, and then the boys take Caleb out to hunt.

Peter wanted to go, but I had other plans. I take Peter into our tent and pull out the book.

"What's this?" He asks.

"This - This is what made me believe in you," I say, opening up the worn cover.

"I thought you'd want to see what my world thinks of you," I say. He smiles and picks up the fragile book.

"What if we read a little each night before bed? And we can read it together," he says. I nod.

"That sounds great, Peter," I whisper, hugging him. I pull away, placing my hands on his chest as his rested on my hips. I could feel his toned muscles through the thin material of his t-shirt. He leans in and presses his soft lips against mine. I move my lips against his, melting into the kiss. I slowly move my hands down his torso, and hook my fingers around his waistband. He pulls away and kisses my neck lightly.

"Can we finally celebrate?" He whispers. I nod, kissing his collarbone.

"Let's," I whisper, smiling. He kisses my neck more, before gently pushing me back on the bed. He climbs on top of me taking off his shirt. I unbutton my blouse, untucking it from my jeans. He kisses down my body, but stops when I place my hands on his chest, pushing him off me slightly.

"Is something wrong, babe?" He whispers, slightly concerned. I nod. He goes from slightly concerned to extremely concerned pretty fast.

"What? What's wrong?" He asks.

"You're on top," I say, smiling. He lets out a breath, but flips over, taking me with him. We both had huge smiles plastered on our faces. We were happy and excited to be with each other. I kiss down his chest, as I keep my hand on that one spot. He was panting, breathing heavy with anticipation. When my lips get all the way down, I pull his pants and underwear off with one pull.

He sighs. I take him in my mouth, sucking harshly. It drove him insane.

"Oh baby..." he moans. I hum, sending vibrations into him. He pants as he grabs a fistful of my hair, guiding my head up and down. I continue to suck him, and he loves it so much. He eventually releases, and I swallow his cum. He pulls his boxers back on, and I climb up to him, cuddling into his chest.

My absolute favorite thing was these kinds of cuddles. He held me closer than ever, and his orgasms made him tired, so he was always the cute kind of sleepy. I reach up and play with his hair as we both drift off, completely content in each other's arms.