Candy Ban!
This is my first Once Upon a Time Story! DarlingPan is my absolute OTP! Has been for a long long time. This is just a simple one shot, and I don't own the characters, or series! Enjoy!
Quiet had descended the camp, every one of the Lost Boys was focused on the only female in the group. During the Shadow's last visit to the mainland he'd picked up a few treats at the insistence of the Lost Boys, candy was something they hardly got to have but when they got to have it, it was cherished. Perhaps, however, as the boys watched Wendy, lollipops were not the best idea. It was like she didn't even know what she was doing, the way her lips had become colored a bright sticky red by the lollipop that she moved in and out of her mouth, cherishing the taste of the artificially flavored cherry substance.
Even Pan's eyes were on Wendy, and her mouth, it was even harder for him to resist, his mouth was dry and he kept resisting the urge to swallow in a sick kind of fear that it would break the silence, and she'd look up, and stop licking the lollipop, sucking on it, like it was the sweetest treat known to man. Every time her sticky lips wrapped around the bulb of the pop, Pan had to lick his lips, it helped him from drooling over something as stupid as this. Inside he was a light with a fire for her, and a pained groan would surely leave him if he tried to shift in his seat.
Damn the shadow, damn the candy, and damn Wendy for being able to subject his body to this without his permission. Slowly, too slowly, and after countless minutes of just the sound of her lapping, licking and enjoying the pop she was finished. A pleased sigh left her lips, and she licked them to get the last bit of sticky sweet candy off. Her blue eyes raised and she tilted her head to the side, everyone was staring. "What's the matter?" She questioned, her accent soft and her tone a light with a satisfaction that no doubt came from the accursed candy. Her voice broke the spell, and all the Lost Boys broke out their stunned silence, including Pan who turned his eyes on the rest of the boys with a wicked glare, how dare they look at what belonged to him like that! He'd skin them all if he could, but he had to do something.
He was up in a flash, and Wendy was over his shoulder, his hand possessively clutching her thigh under her nightgown. "Put me down you brutish boy!" Wendy demanded, fist pounding on Pan's back, but he didn't listen. She was to be his, and he was certainly going to show her something better to do with her mouth. Yes, damn her and that pretty mouth…now he had to ban candy from the island of Neverland, a place where never and no, weren't supposed to exist.