Friends Apart

Chapter 16

Peter came back with an armful of firewood to keep the hideout warm over the cold winter. He saw the boys asleep in their beds, and upon entering his room, his gaze softened. There was Wendy, curled up against the edge of his pillow, asleep with her arms wrapped around her slightly rounded stomach. Wendy let out a small whimper, her peaceful sleep disturbed by the cold wind that blown in. She shivered and cuddled as deep as she could into the pillow in her sleep to warm up as best she could. But the girl's exposed pale arms chilled her still. Peter frowned. His heroic instincts taking over him. Without a much thought, he bent down and picked Wendy-Bird in his hands and cupped her to his chest. As carefully as he could, he laid down and placed the sleeping beauty on his chest, and brought the sheets over her body with care. He even tucked her in like she was one of the Lost Boys. Sometimes, he would wake extra early to see one would be falling off, and he would tuck them back in, just like Wendy-Bird showed him. Instantly, a smile bloomed on the girl’s face as the blankets warmth flowed over her. Her smile seemed contagious, as Peter bore one as well. With a fond smile, he turned his head over to sleep when a small moan escaped from behind. "Peter…" Wendy whispered, sounding desperate. Peter turned back and was  looking at her in a heartbeat! He almost laughed at himself when he found her merely talking in her sleep. 'Being a hero is too much work.' he laughed in his head. He was always acting so tough and being "Her hero". "Peter…" Wendy moaned again, lifting her tiny hand up to his face. He panicked, thinking he woke her, but the girl was still asleep. He froze as her almost microscopic fingers caressed a tiny fraction of his chest. Her delicate fingers brushed over a bit of his bare skin, sending a cold chill down his back. He was about to set her down when Wendy whimpered his name again. Guilt instantly grew in him. Which was another new feeling up until now. He hated seeing her sad. He knew just as well as any other Lost Boy is that if Wendy ever cried, he would be all over her trying to make her smile again. 'Because I just love it when she smiles.' He carefully grabbed her teeny tiny hand and held it gently, turning over onto his side. "I'm here." He whispered. "I'm here Wendy-Bird." Wendy smiled, which in turn, made Peter smiled. His eyes fell on her soft pink lips. His eyes then fell on Wendy's middle and he kissed it, moving in to lay down closer beside her. "Mmm, Peter..." Wendy smiled sleepily and moved closer, extending her hands and entreating him to come closer so she could reach his lips. "Madam." he chuckled, gently bringing her up to his face. "For now, could I have a kiss goodnight before we settle in for some snuggling?" "Fair enough." He obliged, and the two of them fell into their subtle rhythm of tender caresses in the dark. At some point along the way, he remembered to change into comfortable clothes for bed. "You have cute little ears." Peter murmured, voice beginning to slur as sleep approached. He was feeling the tiny cartilage bend back and forth under his fingertip. He pressed his lips to her forehead, then her neck and chin, working his way down to her belly and below. When kissing Wendy in their natural sizes, he couldn’t help but cover more of her at a time than what he was aiming for. Wendy's eyes drooped under Peter's attentions and she laid still to let Peter's immense lips caress her body section by section. "Mmmn...I love it when you kiss me like that..." She mumbled back to him as lifted her hand to lay against a fraction of his face. She leaned up to give him a sweep of her lips and to whisper as well. "We'll both like getting kissed." She lowers her hands to her stomach and rested them there. Though close to sleep, Peter peeked open his eyes. His supple lips grazed across the span of her legs up to her hands. He placed an especially tender loving kiss over her abdomen, just smiling fondly while thinking of the beginning of the child -his child... Theirs. He draped his hand around her loosely, and soon after dreamed of that sweet little gift heaven decided to bless him with.