Peter woke in Moria's arms. A tangled mess of limbs was all they were.
Peter tried to move so he could watch her sleep without waking her. A smile spread from ear to ear when he saw her sleeping face.
A strand of hair laid across her face shielding her eyes from the rays of sunlight that were sneaking in through the trees.
He focused on her breath against his bare chest. The heat that coursed through his body at every exhale across his skin. He closed his eyes and sighed with relief.
He felt complete, fulfilled and truly happy. He knew now why Wendy'd left. She waned this happiness, this feeling of love and completeness. He knew he'd of never been able to give her this. Not then. He was merely a boy then, an insolent youth. Now he was so much more. He wasn't a man. No, never a man, but he was no longer a boy, no longer a child.
Moria took a deep breath. He opened his eyes and watched her stretch. Her naked skin pressed against him sending chills throughout his body.
She looked up at him and smiled. He lit up when her blue eyes found his. He saw all he felt in her eyes. Saw all the love and fulfillment sparkling back at him.
"Good morning." He said. She smirked sleepily.
"Morning." She replied. Peter smiled.
"I love you Moria." He said. She lit up.
"I love you too." She said. Peter's smile weakened.
"We should get back." He said. She nodded.
They slowly got up and dressed. Then they headed back to the home.
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When they got back he couldn't stop touching her. Every time he passed her he'd run his fingers over her back or down her arm. Every time he felt the warmth of her skin chills rushed through his body and knots rose in his stomach. She'd always flash him a smile.
The boys seemed to notice. Finally Stix commented.
"Why are you always around mother, father?" Peter smiled at Moria who glowed in return.
"It's a fathers duty to love a mother." Peter said. The boys looked confused.
"Just as it is a mother's duty to love her children." Moria added.
"Are we to love you?" Pib asked. Moria smiled.
"One day you'll know love Pib." She said.
"Can you tell us a story of love?" Mags asked.
"A story of love?" The boys nodded.
"Yes, I think I know one." She said.
All the boys sat before her as she sat in Peter's head chair. Peter too sat amongst the boys. Whirly sat atop his lap eager to hear the tale of love.
"Once upon time there were two families." She began. The boys all perked up. The best stories started with once upon a time. They all knew it. Moria told them the story of Romeo and Juliet, though she left out the tragic ending making it so Romeo and Juliet lived happily ever after like they should of.
"That was a beautiful story mother." Dodge said.
"Thank you Dodge."
"Can you tell us another?" Whirly asked.
"Yes! Yes! Another. Please mother." They all begged.
"Later. I want you all to accompany father on the morning hunt. You'll all be expected to bring home something of your own. Now go get ready." She said. The boys grumbled but got up and got ready without much fuss.
Peter tried to move so he could watch her sleep without waking her. A smile spread from ear to ear when he saw her sleeping face.
A strand of hair laid across her face shielding her eyes from the rays of sunlight that were sneaking in through the trees.
He focused on her breath against his bare chest. The heat that coursed through his body at every exhale across his skin. He closed his eyes and sighed with relief.
He felt complete, fulfilled and truly happy. He knew now why Wendy'd left. She waned this happiness, this feeling of love and completeness. He knew he'd of never been able to give her this. Not then. He was merely a boy then, an insolent youth. Now he was so much more. He wasn't a man. No, never a man, but he was no longer a boy, no longer a child.
Moria took a deep breath. He opened his eyes and watched her stretch. Her naked skin pressed against him sending chills throughout his body.
She looked up at him and smiled. He lit up when her blue eyes found his. He saw all he felt in her eyes. Saw all the love and fulfillment sparkling back at him.
"Good morning." He said. She smirked sleepily.
"Morning." She replied. Peter smiled.
"I love you Moria." He said. She lit up.
"I love you too." She said. Peter's smile weakened.
"We should get back." He said. She nodded.
They slowly got up and dressed. Then they headed back to the home.
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When they got back he couldn't stop touching her. Every time he passed her he'd run his fingers over her back or down her arm. Every time he felt the warmth of her skin chills rushed through his body and knots rose in his stomach. She'd always flash him a smile.
The boys seemed to notice. Finally Stix commented.
"Why are you always around mother, father?" Peter smiled at Moria who glowed in return.
"It's a fathers duty to love a mother." Peter said. The boys looked confused.
"Just as it is a mother's duty to love her children." Moria added.
"Are we to love you?" Pib asked. Moria smiled.
"One day you'll know love Pib." She said.
"Can you tell us a story of love?" Mags asked.
"A story of love?" The boys nodded.
"Yes, I think I know one." She said.
All the boys sat before her as she sat in Peter's head chair. Peter too sat amongst the boys. Whirly sat atop his lap eager to hear the tale of love.
"Once upon time there were two families." She began. The boys all perked up. The best stories started with once upon a time. They all knew it. Moria told them the story of Romeo and Juliet, though she left out the tragic ending making it so Romeo and Juliet lived happily ever after like they should of.
"That was a beautiful story mother." Dodge said.
"Thank you Dodge."
"Can you tell us another?" Whirly asked.
"Yes! Yes! Another. Please mother." They all begged.
"Later. I want you all to accompany father on the morning hunt. You'll all be expected to bring home something of your own. Now go get ready." She said. The boys grumbled but got up and got ready without much fuss.
