Peter pan/ Robbie Kay imagines

All of me

Found on tumblr and smut warning ⚠️

-pan's point of view-

I pull (Y/N) closer to my body, her waistline fitting perfectly in my hand as we recline on my bed.
"Are you sure you want to do this, (Y/N)?" I stare at her, examining every part of her body: her glistening eyes, the way her hair frames her face, her delicate fingers. Gods, I want to kiss every millimeter of her.
Her face moves closer to mine, mere inches separating us, "Of course I do, Peter." She locks her lips with mine, the sensation of her kiss flooding every neuron in me as I hold her tightly, almost protectively. I flip her over, allowing me to tower, our lips still pressed against each other, moving in sync as if we'd done it a thousand times. She places her hand on my chest from below me, every touch sending my heart racing even faster, skipping beats as it goes. I detach from her and glance at the girl underneath of me, slowly taking off her shirt, revealing her bra underneath as jagged breaths escape her lips. My hands soon make their way to her pants-line, carefully unbuttoning them until they slide off. My eyes blink to clear the vision of the gorgeous girl laying in front of me; they wander across her entire body, studying every detail. My hand traces from her shoulders to the side of her breast down to her waistline, to her hips, attempting to memorize every curve of her body. I want to know every part of her by touch, every detail of this girl, this wonderful, amazing girl, who stole my heart, who made me happy, who stayed with me even at my darkest moments.
"Peter, are you okay?" I snap out of my trance.
"Yes, love, sorry. I was just admiring how beautiful you are. With her blush noticeable, I softly peck her on the lips, attempting to deliver all of my love for her in one simple gesture before I move to her neck, kissing her gently until a moan floods from her, adding on to her short breaths. I delicately suck on her sweet spot, (Y/N) melting underneath of me with every movement. I hungrily kiss down her chest, then proceed to her stomach and hips, taking my time, passion in every peck I give her. I remove the fabric separating my hand and her entrance before I stroke sensually at her wetness, coating my fingers as I continue to prep her. Moans and pants from her echo in my treehouse as I slowly place one finger into her, giving her a second to adjust. I move it inside of her, attempting to find that one spot that will make her groan in pleasure. Soon enough, she cries out, desperately wanting my touch, waiting for my next move.
"There it is." I mutter to myself before inserting another finger inside of her core, hitting that same spot repeatedly, slower at first then picking up my pace, rough breaths coming out of her with every pump. My pace quickens as I rub her clit with my thumb, her walls tightening against me when I remove fingers from her, allowing me to quickly remove my clothes, just now feeling my previous erection from pleasuring (Y/N) pressing against my pants. I toss my clothes across the room carelessly, desperately wanting to continue. I align myself at her entrance, slowly starting to place myself into her as she inhales sharply.
"Are you okay, love? Do you want me to stop?" I ask, concerned for her; I want her safe more than I want this.
"No, Peter, I'm fine. Keep going."
"Alright, love. Tell me if you want to stop." I continue and my entire length fills her before I begin thrusting in and out. I hastily kiss her, desiring more, her heated breath brushing against every nerve in my lips. Her walls tighten once again and I feel myself coming close as well.
"Gods, Peter! I'm-"
"I know, love." I manage to get out to keep her from freaking out.
One last thrust and everything comes undone; her eyes roll towards the top of her head, her moans louder than before as explosions unleash inside of me with pure pleasure. I pull out of her as our orgasms end, not wanting to overwork her body during her first time. I lay next to her, listening to the soothing sound of her pants. My arm wraps around her waist as she twists on her side, allowing me to hold her tighter, our bare bodies touching.
"Are you okay, (Y/N)?" I question her, my entire body sensitive afterwards, making the moment even more special.
"Yeah, let's do that again someday." She responds, her voice worn out, as if falling asleep.
"Mmhmm." I mumble, drifting to sleep with the girl I love protectively in my arms.