Peter Pan Imagines

Imagine [4]

Type: Fluff

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Piped Piper.

Peter Pan.

King Of Neverland.

He was known by many names, he was known for many reasons. He was evil, cold hearted and when he wanted something, or somebody, he would always get them.

Peter Pan Never Fails.

The girl that turned up on the Island was a strange one. She wasn't like any other girl, who would run in fear, who would beg to leave, instead she embraced the life of a Lost One.

The Lost Boys didn't approve of her at first, one even tried hurting her. It was a mistake he would never make again. The girl had stabbed him in the stomach, allowing him to bleed.

When Pan discovered what had happened, he laughed, proud of the girl. She had proved she was worthy. The boy, however continued to bleed until he was almost dead, that was when he was healed. It was his punishment.

Pan watched the girl's every move, making sure she was safe, making sure no Lost Boy would harm her. While she was able to look after herself, sometimes the Lost Boys would sneak up on each other, often resulting in injury, even death.

The Piped Piper played his music loud, allowing his Lost Ones to give into their desires, desire to dance. The music effected them all, including Y/n.

Y/n was dancing, her hips swaying to the music. He enchanted the Pipes so they continued to play, even as he went over to his Lost Girl. He grabbed her arm, pulling her into his arms as he danced with her.

Pan licked his lips as the girl danced with him. She made him feel things a child shouldn't feel. Lust, was on top of that list.

He pinned her against a tree, causing her to gasp. "You are my lost girl," he whispered harshly in her ears. "You belong to me." He slammed his lips into hers. She was shocked, though surprisingly kissed him back.

Y/N was his Lost Girl. His Obsession. He wouldn't let her go. He would always watch her.

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