Second Star to the Right; Book 3 in Love is Weakness, (Carlos De Vil) Series

Corrupt

A/N: Trigger Warning: There is mild, sexually coercive language in this chapter.

Raven and Harry had been an item, since they first met near the Mermaid Lagoon. Raven had been swimming, rather poorly, and Harry began to tease the beautiful stranger. Raven countered with her special brand of spunky insults, eventually amusing both of them.

Harry became intrigued by her beauty and even more so when he learned who her father was. Seducing the daughter of his father's sworn enemy was enticing, dangerous, and villainous! Raven relished in Harry's attention. Attention that she often didn't receive from her own family. Harry was dark, devious, and exciting. Their parents forbade the pairing, which only made it more appealing to the rebellious couple.

Harry would never call her by her name, to him she was Shayla, meaning "from the palace of the fairies", in their native Neverland language. Raven never argued with the nickname. She never fought his requests, and even dressed in pirate style clothing, believing it would make him happy, and more importantly embarrass her father. Harry would give her gifts, one that he asked her to wear often was a silver, gold, and black choker necklace--with a skull pendant. The pixie thought it was gaudy and heavy, but she obliged his request; completely unaware that it was his way of claiming her as the property of a pirate.

Raven believed that this was what love was supposed to be. Raven was only 15 and had known nothing but control from the men in her life.

Some time ago, Harry had left his home on the Jolly Roger that he had shared with his father, Captain James Hook, and his crew. Harry both loved and hated his narcissistic authoritarian father. This was a common phenomena for people who grow up beneath the barrier.

Harry, recently had taken shelter and made a home for himself. He had been squatting in the cabin of an old broken down ship, that had become planted in the earth near the ocean shore. It resided on the outskirts of Neverland. Raven would often sneak out and stay with him, when Pan was otherwise occupied. The cabin was dark and musty, the only décor were disheveled and lazily hung fish nets on the walls. Barnacles stuck to various areas of the room. There was a small, crooked, wooden table with an almost spent candle providing a miniscule amount of light across the room.

One particular night, Raven had stolen away to meet her pirate boyfriend. The couple were sharing a deep kiss, when suddenly Harry began staring deep into her eyes, with a look of intension. Harry was starting to coerce his girlfriend to lay down on the lumpy mattress on the floor of the cabin. His actions becoming rougher and more aggressive.

"Harry, hey, Harry! Slow down, okay?" The pixie pled to her boyfriend, as he was now positioning her in a way that made her nervous.

They had been intimate, on a few occasions, never going all the way; but his determination at this moment was unnerving.

"Yer mo leannan." Harry expressed to her in a deep whisper, speaking the Neverland language. "Tell me ye are." He coaxed the young girl.

"I'm... your sweetheart." She replied, still a little confused.

"You're mine, do you understand?" He spoke roughly, making the girl shutter nervously.

"Yes, of course, but..." Raven pled with the pirate, concerned that he didn't appear to be hearing her.

"Look at me, look only at me." He ordered, lustfully.

"H-Harry?" She stuttered, before he put a rough hand over her mouth, silencing her.

Her eyes widened, but she complied, and he removed his hand.

Harry started to move his hands down her arms and then to her hips.

Raven was starting to truly understand his intentions.

"Harry, I...I don't think I'm ready for this." She confided in him.

"Villains don't ask, they take. Ye understand that better than anyone. The way that you corrupt those lost boys... " Drawled Harry, in a dark and teasing tone.

"That's not fair! You know I have to lure them... for him." She argued, speaking of Peter Pan, her father--and his life's mission of gathering a loyal army of lost boys.

"You can't tell me ye don't enjoy the rush ye feel when they're under yer control, under yer spell. Maybe it's the pixie, who deserves to be corrupted." He suggested, evilly.

"No, it's not like that!" She countered, suddenly finding her conviction.

"Your beauty and your fire make me think dark thoughts. Ye've already corrupted my soul. Now, I want to touch the part of ye that none have ever seen. Yer dark heart. Don't resist it, Shayla." Challenged Harry, with the same look in his eyes.

The pirate then pinned her arms at her sides and started to nip at her ferociously, using his lips, his tongue, and his teeth.

"Harry... " She winced at the nips at her skin. "Cuir star air!!" She shouted her warning for him to stop, in their native tongue; hoping it would make him cease his actions.

"Tha mi had irraidh." He whispered loudly, his need to possess her.

She suddenly felt that she was going to lose. Lose what... she didn't truly understand, but she knew that this wasn't right. She didn't want this, not like this, and not with him acting this way. She didn't want to "corrupt" her soul anymore than it already had been. She realized that dark and pure evil, is not what she wanted to be. Harry never saw her for who she really was. He would never allow her to be anything but his dark and evil piece of treasure.

She began to sing her hypnotizing song into his ear as he closed his lips on her neck:

Images of broken light,
Which dance before me like a million eyes,
They call me on and on across the universe,

Her voice was haunting, and it echoed in reverberation all around him. All other sound was muffled. It overtook his senses and his mind. Harry was now subject to her will.
She continued to sing and she slipped from underneath him and stood up, slowly backing away.

Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box,
They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe,
Jai Guru Deva, Om,

She continued her melodic resonance

Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world

The pirate was in a trance, sitting upright on the mattress and staring into the air. Raven took the opportunity to quietly sneak out of the ship cabin, and she crept up to the deck and ran to the docks that lead to her path home.

The song is parts from: Across the Universe; written by The Beatles.

This version performed by Fiona Apple.

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