You're mine (a Peter Pan fanfic. Ouat)

Chapter 3

Ashlynn's POV

"Now stay here." Is all that Felix says to me.
He slams the door behind him. Making sure he wasn't going to come back any time sooner, I went to the only windows this isolated room had.
I was already thinking of the many ways I could escape, like in one of those adventure books I had just finished reading. But sadly enough this wasn't a story and I knew that if I did managed to escape, I would be putting my life and everyone's life at Storybrook deeply in danger.

I started to hum the song my mom always used to hum to me when I was little. This brought all different types of animals. Every fairytale princess has a special connection to woodland creatures. But only I can actually understand what they're saying. Sometimes the animals make more sense than people.

I was tired, cold, hungry and many other things, but out of all those different emotions, I was worried. I was really hoping that Pan boy will keep his promise. After coming to a conclusion that there was not much to do in this room, I decide to study the little room a little.
The closet was full of boy stuff. Not in a million years I was going to wear any of that. There was truly nothing more to explore so I jumped on the bed ready to sleep, or at least take a short nap to kill time.
Out of complete nowhere, another tear fell down. I quickly wipe it off when I heard a knock at the door.
I got up and slowly open it. For my surprise it wasn't Felix but Pan delivering food, truly surprising that boys who live on an island could cook. I hesitate before letting him in. "Are you doing fine?" he asks looking at me. I was surprise by that stupid question. "Since when do you care about your prisoners?" I ask. He looks at me confused.
"What? you're not a prisoner." he says. "Oh yes, I'm completely willing to stay on this island, filled with nothing but boys because I chose to, not because someone is making me, not to mention I am closed in this tiny room with nothing but a window and a closet." I say. He smiles. "There is much more to that than you think and this is only your room, I figured you'd be tired. But tomorrow you can go and explore, Ash this is your new home." He says.

"But all of this boys, why do you keep them here?" I ask.

"Because they are Lost Boys , Ashlynn, they feel lost and need company. I don't come for them, if anything, they come to me."

"No, but my brother, he is not lost, he has a loving family and friends, he would never want to come to a place like this." I argue, starting to tear up at the thought of Brandon lost and afraid, emotionally and physically.

Pan looks at me, about to say something but thinks better of it.

"Please don't cry."
He surprisingly ends up saying, trying to get closer.

"No! get away from me." I cried out, stepping away from him.
My crying transforms into unstoppable sobbing.
I fall to my knees, finally letting out the emotions I was feeling ever since I saw that shadow all at once. He gets to his knees right in front of me and embraces me.

He rubs my back somehow comforting me. I cover my eyes with both of my hands,
not wanting him to see me breaking apart. "Everything is going to be alright." His warm breath touching my earlobe.

Before I knew it, I was falling into a deep sleep.

Peter's POV

I could not possibly believe what was happening right in front of my eyes, I have caused countless other people much more worse pain than this, yet this one girl is making me think twice about every bad decision I have ever made in my entire existence.

Trying to embrace her in a hug, she immediately falls asleep on my arms. I carry her to the bed and cover her up with a blanket.
I gently wipe her tears with my thumb, just looking at her soft, delicate face made my heart crush into little pieces. She was truly beautiful. I hadn't seen a girl in awhile, but she was.. Special in some way.

I accompanied her, just taking in all her unrealistic beauty, until her eyes started to flutter open.
"Good morning sleepy head" I say playfully.
"What- What are you doing here?" she asks in a low, husky voice trying to sit up.

"I was just making sure you were ok, you know, making sure you wouldn't completely freak out and lose your mind in the process." I told her smiling.
She finally gets up and sits next to me. She barely laughs before saying a brief "Thank you." Leaving the most radiant smile on her face.

"You're very welcome indeed." I reply with a smile.

After a long while of complete silence, she finally asks, "Why are you doing all this for me? I mean I'm not complaining but, you could've care less and had thrown me in a cell or even kill me."

"Well, because if I know something is that that is no possible way to treat a lady." I say playfully.
She laughs, and on top of all her beauty she had a laugh of an angel.

She gives me a playful push.

I couldn't possibly resist myself, so I got the chance and crushed my lips with hers. Surprisingly enough she kissed me back. I grabbed her from the waist while she put her arms around my neck. At that moment, everything seemed right.

Ashlynn's POV

When Pan crushed his lips with mine, a whole set of fireworks exploded in my stomach. At that moment, everything wrong he had done seemed to have disappeared.
The kiss started so slow, exploring every inch of my mouth with his tongue. Enjoying every second of his mouth in mine. My hands instinctively find his hair and gently grab it.

He slowly breaks the kiss, leaving both me and him completely breathless, pausing for a moment there. His forehead on mine, our noses touching, my hands on his hair, our breaths touching each others lips. Then, suddenly he starts to kiss my neck laying me down on the bed. Still kissing my neck, he stops kissing and starts sucking. I then know what he was doing, looking for my sweet spot. It didn't took long for him to find it, when he did I bit my lip to stop myself from moaning. Then he starts to work his way up to my lips again, leaving a trail of wet kisses on my collarbone, neck, and jawline.

His kisses were passionate and hurried. Then he broke the kiss again and looked directly at me, our noses and foreheads touching again. He smiles, making me smile back. With that, he bits my lower lip. So gentle, yet with a passion that lefts me breathless altogether. We kept on kissing then, our mouths never leaving each other, as if we needed to breath from each other.

Until I broke the kiss, reality suddenly hitting me like a slap on the face.
"Are you feeling ok?" he asks looking at my lips. "Yes, I'm just a little tired." I say biting my bottom lip, even though I clearly knew I was far from tired, I was the opposite of tired. I was more awoke than ever, filled with adrenaline and lust, wanting to continue and see how far we could possibly go.

"If you want we can stop." he says, disappointment written all over his face.

I took a deep breath and nodded.
He gives me a last kiss on the lips and gets up from on top of me.
He takes a deep breath before saying, "I will be going now." Clearly upset or sad, or maybe both.
"Oh wait, I thought you were staying with me." I say feeling guilty for lying to him.
It doesn't take long for both of us to fall asleep wrap in each other's arms.