Summery: Rated M for a reason!! This is just a random thing that came into my head when i was watching Peter Pan. What if Wendy and Hook ended up together in Neverland?
Disclaimer: I own nothing!! Also i only have Notepad on my computer so sorry for any problems.
Note: I don't know much about the facts of Peter Pan and also i imagined Wendy in her early twenties in this piece so she is old enough to consent.
Peter Pan floated aimlessly through the sky, thinking of sword fights, chocolate and mud wrestling. An overpowering silver glow shone from the full moon, silloutetting him in the night. The water lapped against the shore as the ghostly mermaids croooned eerily below him. However these were not the only sound that Peter could hear. Laughter, was coming from somewhere beneath him. Laughter was not uncommon in Neverland, but the sound was coming from a ship swaying in the water below. And not the hearty sound of pirates, but a soft feminie sound. Curious, Peter swooped down and followed his keen sense of hearing to a window on the boat.
Captain James Hook was sitting at a table where the remains of a feast lay. His dark face half hidden beneath a womens
loose curls and soft skin. Peter squinted at the Lady who was sitting in Hooks lap. There was something familiar about
the curve of her body, about the half smile on her lips. Peter almost fell out of the air when he realised who it was. Wnedy.
Or as she was known now, Red Handed Jill. She was giggling and playfully swatting at Hooks hand, which was roaming
about her body in a way that gave Peter a tight feeling in his chest. Wendy gently unclasped the hook at the Captains arm,
kissing the stump where his hand had been. Suddenly Wendy stood up, leaving Hook with lounging at the table. Peter felt
relief, but it was short lived.
Hook followed Wendy over to the desk where she was standing and unbuckling a gun at her side. Peter could see them from a side angle now. Hook put an arm around her, made his one good hand into a fist and pushed it between her legs. The gun banged to table, luckily not going off. Hook was moving the hand between her legs rythmicaly up and down. Wendy began to moanand buck, pushing back against Hook. Hooks eyes started to flutter and he grunted. Peter thought Hook might be hurting Wendy, but the look on her face told him different. Hook began to kiss Wnedys neck (real kisses), and Wendy stuggled to open her shirt. Hooks hand moved to open Wendys trousers while she desparetly struggled to open his backwards. Finally both trousers fell to the floor, along with shirts and underclothes. Peter got a funny feeling in his tummy when he saw Wendy naked. The pair inside the ship staggered onto the bed, kicking their shoes off along the way. Hook crawled ontop as Wendy opened her legs, they gasped, then began to writh on the bed. Hooks tatoos rippled in the candlelight, and Wendy gripped his sholders. They were both gasping and moaning, the sound got louder an louder until Peter wanted to put his hands to his ears and blot it all out. He wasn't sure what was going on, but it made him feel jealous, and angry, and ...sad. Peter tried desparetly to think of something happy, Suger sticks, archery lessons, Tink. But nothing could do it. The only thing in his head was Hook, and Wendy. Together. Peter knew that even if Wendy did ever leave the pirate ship, he and her, could never be together like that. This thought filled him with too much grief to handle, and so he plunged out of the sky and splashed into the inky black ocean. Where the mermaids...waited.
My first FF, please try to be kind!!! No flames!