Peter pan/ Robbie Kay imagines

Wet dreams

Pan places soft kisses on your neck, teasing you and making you throw your head back to expose more skin.
Where were you? How did this happen? You didn't give two fucks; you didn't mind this. Not. At. All.
"Mmmm... Right there..." You moan into the air as he traces his fingers down to your dripping core and manages to find your sweet spot with his lips.
His touch was delicate... skilful...
p l e a s u r a b l e.
Every time his fingers touched your soft skin it sent a good feeling throughout your body.
With his free hand he explored every inch of your body, every curve, every bump, every indent... all of it.
"Y/N"
"Mhmm...?" You moan
"Y/N!"
"What is it...what do you...want..." You slur through your words.
"Y/N!"
"WHAT?" You sit up from the bed and raise both your eyebrows.
Suddenly Pan isn't over you, but you're tangled up in your own sheets and messy hair. You sigh but feel a tad bit uncomfortable, having just had a wet dream about... him.
You scan the tent and find Felix just standing there, looking a mixture of amused, judgemental, and confused.
"That was certainly something, do you do that every morning?" He teased, acknowledging that he had just gone to wake you up, only for you to wake up and scream 'what' at him. Well then.
"Oh shut up Felix. Why did you wake me up anyway?" You scowl at him, of course, in a friendly way.
"You my friend have set a record for sleeping in. Well done. It's 3:57pm, get dressed. Pan's orders." Felix said before leaving.
Holy Jesus. Just Felix saying his name made you flinch. Pan.
You quickly throw on a pair of jeans, a plain white tee and your favourite dog-tags. You stumble out of the tent with barely a shoe on and scan the place, boys hard at work.
Oh but something wasn't right. You turned around and sure enough, Pan was behind you in all his glory, leaning against a tree. Bingo.
"So not only is my Lost Girl a clumsy spaz, but she's also secretly Sleeping Beauty." Pan cocked an eyebrow and shot you a friendly smirk.
"Oh Ha. Ha. Very funny Peter." You scowl at him.
"It's Pan. Never Peter." He quickly corrects.
You furrow your eyebrows, his name is Peter Pan, if he only wants people to call him Pan then he should probably just adopt the name Pan. You shake your head, dismissing the thought.
"Well I'll be leaving." You said before starting to walk of.
"Uh no. I have something for you to do." He says quickly and grabs your wrist.
The touch. Just as simple as him grabbing your wrist; it was skin to skin contact. Your breath hitched in your throat before you turn around.
"Y-Yes." You stutter but swallow the fear.
Pan scrunches his eyebrows and cocks them. Letting go of your wrist and running his hand through his messy light brown hair.
"Alright you see that tree over there?" He places his hand on your back and turns you in the direction of the tree.
Aha great. Not even skin contact and you're basically falling apart. Fantastic. You close your eyes, take in a deep breath and open them. You'll be ok.
"M-mhmm." You choke out.
"Y/N, are you okay?" Pan asks, grabbing your shoulder and turning you to face him.
You take in another deep breath.
"Mmm- Yeah I-I'm fine why do you ask?" You blurt out.
"Y/N, I'm no lie detector but that was definitely a lie. What's wrong." He asks in a voice so professional its crazy.
Well you can't tell him... the thing that's wrong is him... well not him but you wanting him... that's not wrong but in this situation it is...!
"Well I had a dream about you la-" You suddenly blurt out. Your hands fly up to cover your mouth. Basically what you were trying to keep in just kinda... exploded... out of your mouth.
Pan looked amused. He grabbed both of your wrists, prying them off your mouth and smirked at you, pushing you into your tent.
Well there was no going back now... you already proved that you had no chance at lying... and you were backed up against the wall.
"...and what did I do in this dream?" He asked, amused but his voice dripping with lust. He was inching closer to you every second.
"W-Well..." You mumble.
"Don't need to be ashamed, Y/N..." He whispered into your ear, feeling his breath on your neck.
"Y-You... touched me..." You stutter, trying to free your wrists from his strong hands but you were no match.
You felt his smirk on your neck
"Like this?" He asked teasingly as he began to kiss your neck, leaving a mark wherever his lips went.
"Mmmm... Exactly like that..." You moan softly.
Your hands fly up to his hair and you play with his hair, tugging at it gently earning a deep groan from him.
His hands found your thighs and lifted them up, resting them on his hips. He grinded himself onto you, letting you have a taste but not the full meal.
You bucked your hips slowly, trying to savour the taste but he lifted your back off the wall and carried you to your bed, then crawling over you and wedging himself between your legs.
He snaps his fingers and suddenly you were semi-naked and he was shirtless. You ran your fingers up and down his toned chest.
Pan places soft kisses on your neck, teasing you and making you throw your head back to expose more skin.
"Mmmm... Right there..." You moan into the air as he traces his fingers down to your dripping core and manages to find your sweet spot with his lips.
With his free hand he explored every inch of your body, every curve, every bump, every indent... all of it. Exactly how you dreamt it.
While you were busy with your thoughts Pan had slipping of your damp underwear and suddenly slipped a finger in.
"Ooh- Mmm..." You gasp at the sudden gesture.
His fingers were magical. Literally. The way he moved them inside you, each time he curled them and pushed them deeper he would awaken a part of you that you never knew existed.
It left you wondering how he would be if his dick was inside you. How could it get any better?
Your thoughts were torn from you when he suddenly hit your g-spot, making you arch your back and scream his name.
Through moans and gasps you manage to snake your hands down to his pants, ridding them. Your hands immediately go for gold.
You stroke his member, rubbing your thumb over the swollen tip and squeezing gently.
"Oh F-uck..." He groans as you pump him slowly.
"Peter... I want... this... inside me..." You grunt out as he massages your clit with his thumb.
He lets out a deep chuckle; "You're a greedy little lost girl aren't you, Y/N? I thought you liked my fingers."
Quickly, he slides his erect dick into you.
You moan loudly and dig your fingers into his toned back.
"Oh fuck- you're so tight!" He grunts as he thrusts faster.
The bed shakes and the tent is filled with moans.
"Shhhit! I'm going to cum P-Peter..." You scream as he slams his hips down onto yours.
You throw your head back and feel the amazing feeling of an orgasm, soon after he releases into you and collapses next to you, holding you close.
The two of you lay there, gasping for breath and recovering from your orgasms when Pan spoke up.
"I like the way you say my name... it rolls off the tongue doesn't it."
He smirked, kissing your collarbone and pulling the sheets over you two.