The Game of Love

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Your P.O.V 

I waited for the Lost Boys and Pan to walk away with Henry for they had a new powerful toy. I mean only Pan really knew what Herny was capable of but I was still at a lost on what Pan needed Henry's heart for?  They started moving towards the camp they were currently staying at. I waited and watched and when I thought the coast was clear I turned and was welcomed by warm lips crashing into mine. The smell of the forest filled my nose which was accompanied by sweat. Pan pushed me against the tree I was hiding behind and slide his hand up a part of my shirt I did not even know that was untucked. Pan's hand were so warm against my cold skin that was crawling with goosebumps because of his soft touch. I wanted to back away from the kiss but the tree stopped me from doing so. 

' Doesn't he need to breathe??!!' 

Almost as if Pan read my mind he broke the kiss from my lips and kissed more into the curve of my neck still sliding his hand up and down my body. I moaned ever so softly for every part of me was enjoying this but why? 

Then Pan kissed his way to my ear. 

" Why must you try to be a hero my dear (Y/n)?" 

I just sighed in response Pan continued to speak 

" I could treat you like this every day. I would make sure you never get bored of me." 

He said this while sliding his hands around my waist then moving forward towards my lips and then he gently grabbed my a$$. I gasped for the movement shocked me and he slid his tongue into my mouth. This was the same tongue that had gotten him out of trouble so many time the same tongue that could slice your heart open in ten seconds flat the same tongue that got him the nickname across the sea 

'The silver-tongued demon that walks the land of dreams' 

Pan pulled away

Pan-" Please stop being the hero stop the running away and stay here with me. On Neverland! Please think about it ok doll." 

He kissed me one more time and ran away leaving me there shocked and flustered. I had so many emotions going through me. I slid down the tree and started crying because Pan had just won the one game I never thought I  would let him win but he did he won the one prize that did not belong to him until now.... my heart.   

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