Lets Go To Neverland! (Yandere! Peter Pan X Male Reader)

Chapter 28

The Lost Boys ran off to bed, ready for the night to skip by them and morning to come so they could see Y/N again. Peter went to his own bedroom and lied down for a while, thinking about what he was gonna do when he went to see Y/N again. He sat up and walked down to the makeshift basement he made. He walked down the steps to see you, still sitting on the floor with your head resting on the edge of the bed. He walked over, tilting his head as he touched your shoulder, causing you to jump. You hadn't even noticed that he walked in the room. You look up at Peter, eyes red from crying the whole time Peter was gone. He looked at your arm and noticed the cuts left from the cuff on your wrist, dried blood trailing down your arm. 

"Y/N?!" Peter, worry plastered on his face, dropped to his knees and scooped you up in his arms, reaching behind him to pull a key out of his pocket. He unlocked the cuff, much to your surprise as you remember him saying that he wouldn't take it off. You pulled your hand to your chest, hissing at the pain as you held your wrist. 

"H-How did that happen to your wrist?" You looked up at Peter, dumbfounded. 

"You...You slapped me...and I fell. The cuff pulled on my arm when I fell and cut into my arm...It happened right infront of you... You just didn't pay any attention..." Peter frowned as he listened to you speak, not even remembering slapping you. He must have been to angry to pay any attention to that. 

"Baby... I'm so sorry." He cupped your face, wiping the new tears off of your face. Even though you were obvously angry with him, you still felt nice when Peter acted like he cares. Peter pressed his lips against your forehead, brushing your hair out of your face as he pulled away, a sad smile on his lips. 

"Well, now I'm gonna feel bad when I say this..." You tilted your head quizzically. "What do you mean?"

"I told the Lost Boys that you would come back and be their mom, but I had to test you to make sure that you actually wanted to stay with us. In other words, I need to make sure I can trust that you won't run off if I let you out of this room." You looked up at Peter, still not seeming to fully understand. "So... what does that mean?"

"Well..." He looked at the wall of tools. "I guess you'll just have to find that out for yourself."

-.-.-.-

You were lying down on the bed, blindfolded. Your legs were spread and your arms were above your head, not tied of course due to the cuts left on your wrist, but Peter made it clear that he would tie your hands up if you made things difficult. Same with your legs. He felt bad, so he didn't bother tying you down at all, making you promise to at least try to stay still. 

You heard a soft buzzing sound, tilting your head. "W-Whats that?" You asked Peter, though you couldn't see him. You didn't hear him answer, instead feeling something press against your member suddenly, causing you to jerk your hips away. "Ah! W-what was that?!" 

"Just stay still." You could feel Peters hand grab your waist, trying to help you stay still. You felt the object that gave off the soft buzzing sound touch you again, still making your hips jerk, though Peter kept it pressed against your member as he had a bit more control now since he was holding you. 

"P-Peter? What i-is that thi-" 

Smack!

You felt the same hard slap from Peter, though he didn't hit your face. Instead, he hit your thigh. "What was that?" Peter questioned you, tilting his head as he watched you gasp at the slap.

"I-I was asking w-what that thing i-is..."

"That's not what I mean" The buzzing got louder and it felt like the thing pressed against you vibrated faster. "You said Peter."

You squirmed under Peter, the vibrations making your member twitch. You could hear Peter chuckle softly as he watched it grow, precum leaking from the tip. You seemed to finally understand what the slap was for. "Ah- I-I'm sorry... D-Daddy."

"Good boy~" The buzzing grew more intense once more. Peter moved the object closer to your tip, earning a cute mewl as you turned your head, your breath quickening. You asked again. "W-What is t-that-Ah~ T-thing?" You spoke inbetween moans that you failed to hold back.

"It's a vibrator. It feels good, right?" You could hear the amusement in his voice. You weren't sure if you really did like the feeling it gave you. It kind of made you uncomfortable. The feeling just felt a bit too... intense.

"Hmm? You aren't answering. Do you not like it? Or is it maybe just not turned up enough?" Peter turned the vibrator all the way up, your hips bucking as you shook, a choked back moan getting stuck in your throat. You felt as if you couldn't breath for a moment. As you caught your breath, you shook your head. "P-Please! I-I don't like i-it! It's t-too much!" The vibrating stopped all at once. 

"Well thats a shame." You heard a soft chuckle. "But it looks like your little friend here enjoyed it~" Peters warm tongue licked at the precum that ran down your member. "Ah, P-Peter~ I mean! D-Daddy!" You felt another slap to your thigh. 

"I guess you've forgotten what your supposed to call me. We're gonna have to work on that."

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