Disclaimer : I do not own,did not create the characters in this fic,This story contains a ddlb element (daddy dom,little boy ) and if that's not your cup of tea, I suggest you avoid this story at all costs. If you do like bdsm stuff, angst,and Petter Pan x Captain Hook - then enjoy.
The moon was shaded by a dewy mist, the erie silence of Neverland at night taking it's effect
Hook shrunk back,his strong body shivering in the cold. Above him stood a ghostly , and framilar form.
Startling,green - blue eyes pierced his soul,devouring him in an instance. Those cold calculating eyes that
he loved so so time he left, it was those eyes that fallowed him. Kept him coming back.
Trapping him,even in his own thoughts. A young hand lifted his head and whipped away tears, Hook
hadn't realized he had cried. "Sshhh, it's ok little one" chided that damned voice with a smirk " Daddy's
got you, it's all ok now...your safe now little one" the 15ish looking daemon almost cooed, effortlessly,
lifting the grown mans's crumpled body. " now now, what, would your crew say if they saw you like this
Hook? Tsk Tsk" The boy taunted,his tone taking on a darker,more sinister tone. " say something Hook, I
have no USE for a broken toy.." He added off handedly. Killian let out a strangled cry, and grabbed
desperately onto Pan's tunic /please ...don't leave me..daddy/ he thought in desperation - mute and
bleeding from the beating Pan had given him earlier. Peter looked into the mans eyes, and he knew. Knew
how Killian felt about him, Knew how he loved the whip,loved being week to Pan,and how he needed to be
comforted afterwards by his "Daddy" .The lad carried him deep into the brush, a small cave becoming
visible as Peter approached it. " see? We're home now Hook..Home sweet Home" Hs soothed,un
characteristically gentle. In side the cave, pelts from animals imagined and real filled the floor with a
surprising warmth,a certain comfort as Pan sat down ,cradling his prize against his chest. " I'll fix this ,
love" Pan mumbled, dom guilt pulling at the edges of his he brought the pirates face into a
soft,velvety sighed, contentedly, glad that daddy wasn't angry with him anymore."hush little
baby don't say a word, papa's going to buy you a mocking bird.." He sang, earning a juvenile squeal if
delight from hook. "And if that mocking bird don't sing..papa's going to buy you a diamond ring" Peter
continued, Kissing the mans for head possessively."And if that diamond ring turns brass...papa's going to
buy you a looking glass". Hook giggled, and snuggled into Peter adoringly -despite his bloodied and
broken body,words finally finding him. " daddy!" He laughed,reaching up weekly with one hand,which
Peter took in his own . " I love you daddy" Hook cooed almost incoherently, as he fell asleep from pure
exhaustion in his lovers arms. " I know you do little one..as you should" Came Pan's reply, laying the man
down on the bed of furs and pulling a particularly large one to cover them both,wrapping his 'property'
protectively in his small ,but impossibly powerful smiled in his sleep,sucking his thumb
incredulously."you are mine Hook, and I will protect you" the voice growled in his ear,the last thing he
remembers. In the morning, Hook is alone, and Pan is locked away in Pandora's box , and a shadow lifts
his head to wipe away tears he didn't know he had cried.
The moon was shaded by a dewy mist, the erie
silence of night taking it's effect as Hook, cried.
