Title: Necromancer
Author: Squeezynz
Chapter: Five - Beyond the Veil
Rated: R for consensual sex between two main characters.
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Author's Note: Okay, well this is the one SOME of you have been waiting for with bated breath. Yes......its the consummation chapter.
Now, if you feel that you are not able to read this, then that's okay...missing this chapter will in no way spoil the rest of the story. It's pure fluff, but does describe an intimate act between two loving characters, so don't read if you either don't want to, or you aren't supposed to.....on your head be it....you have been warned.
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Peter returned to find his home unusually quiet. As he approached the main room he slowed his steps, hearing the murmuring of voices, the click of something knocking together. As he passed through the doorway he saw Briggs and Topper sitting at the table, tossing a dice between them, a pile of small sticks by each boy, the pile bigger beside Topper, his luck obviously running his way. As Peter advanced into the room Briggs looked up and instantly put his finger against his lips before pointing towards the fire. Peter turned and saw Wendy sitting in a chair by the hearth, her head turned away from him, apparently fast asleep. Smiling to himself, Peter sat down at the table and folded his arm on the surface.
Looking around he saw that Twig, Pebble and Pip were all snugly tucked into their beds, already fast asleep. Bane was also in her bed, her back turned to the room, her blanket up around her ears.
Peter raised an eyebrow at Briggs who smirked back.
"Wendy hardly got to finish the story before Pebble fell asleep in her arms, Pip curled up at her feet. She put them all to bed, even Bane, when she suggested the girl looked tired, went to bed without a murmur."
"Bane went to bed without an argument?"
"Sure she did.....I don't know what Wendy did....but Bane is.....she's...."
"Changed?"
"Yeah....."
Peter chuckled to himself, Briggs and Topper exchanging a confused look.
"What?" Topper asked.
"Nothing....just that Wendy has a special way of changing people even when they don't think they need to be changed."
"Did she change you Peter?"
"Oh yes.....she changed everything." Peter swung his eyes around to where Wendy sat, her long hair cascading over her shoulder, catching glints from the flames still licking the logs in the grate.
The boys regarded him quizzically. "Why did you let her, weren't you happy the way you were?"
"At the time I thought I was......even told her, to her face."
"What did she say?" Topper asked.
"Said she thought it was my biggest pretend."
Again, Briggs and Topper exchanged a baffled look.
Shaking his head, Briggs rattled the dice in his hand before tossing them on the table. "Hah.....snake eyes, I win again!"
"Not fair.....that's the last of my sticks gone."
"Cough up loser.....you now owe me over a thousand pounds!"
"Well good luck collecting!" Topper grinned, levering himself up from the table and stretching, his joints popping as he flexed his back. "I'm off, all that cleaning has worn me out."
"Yeah....and I want to get up and out early tomorrow, before we get roped into more cleaning!" Briggs snorted, sweeping the tiny marker sticks off the table into his hand. Cupping them carefully, he carried them over to the fire and tossed them in, where they flared up briefly among the embers. Peter remained at the table while the two boys sought their beds, rolling themselves in their sleeping furs, their backs to the room. Slowly he pinched out the candles left on the table, leaving only one, that and the fire the only light left as he rose to his feet and approached the sleeping figure in the chair. Squatting on his haunches, he poked the fire, pushing the wood to the back of the grate, sparks flying up the chimney as the embers settled. Satisfied that what remained couldn't roll out of the fireplace, Peter turned to look at the girl slumbering by the fire. In the flickering light she appeared much younger than her years, her face relaxed and untroubled, her long lashes smudging her cheeks, sooty and shadowed. He touched her hand, finding it cool, his own warm as he enclosed her slender fingers in his own.
"Wendy.....wake up, its time to go to bed."
For a moment she didn't respond, then her mouth pursed slightly before smiling, her eyes still closed. As he waited, her lashes lifted and her sleep darkened eyes blinked at him, her fingers tightening on his.
"Your back...is it late?"
"No.....but everyone has gone to bed, just us left."
"Hmmmm...... give me hand up."
Gently she tugged on his fingers, his own clasping hers and pulling, bringing her out of her chair as he rose to his feet, her body swaying a little as she regained her balance, still half asleep. Peter pulled her towards him and she went readily, her head finding his shoulder, her arms looping around his waist as hid encircled her shoulders. They stood there for several long minutes bathed in the light from the fire, each taking comfort from the other.
"Come on....lets get to bed." Peter started to lead her towards his curtained alcove, Wendy still wrapped around him, only pulling away to twitch a cover back over Pebble who had flung his arm out in his sleep as they passed the child's couch.
On reaching the curtain, they pulled apart, Peter holding back the skin while Wendy crawled onto the wide couch, her hands and knees sinking into the dense furs. Peter let the curtain drop and what little light there had been was cut off, plunging the alcove into darkness.
"Peter?"
"Right here...." She heard the rustle of clothes and then felt the furs dip as Peter joined her on the bed, her own fingers shaking as she tried to reach the buttons of her dress and fumbled them in the darkness. She felt rather than saw Peter reach out and push her hands out of the way, allowing him to undo the buttons one by one, his fingers brushing her hair out of the way as he slid the dress of one shoulder, his lips tracing its departure before sliding it off the other shoulder and following that with his lips as well. Wendy felt herself flush to her toes, her body starting to tremble as Peter pushed the dress down further, exposing her breasts to the cool night air, her nipples hardening and pebbling into points. She felt Peter's soft hair brush her skin as his lips trailed down her chest from her shoulder and over the swell of her breast until his warm mouth closed over a swollen peak making her gasp out loud at the exquisite sensations coursing through her.
"Wendy...lay down...." Peter's whisper brought her back to herself, her arms lifting out of the sleeves as she shucked the dress down to her waist while Peter pulled the top layer of covers back, the dress finally removed and thrown down the end of the bed before Wendy scooted her legs under the covers and shuffled herself down into the bed, Peter pulling the covers over them both. Wendy lay as little nervously on her back, her head turned towards Peter, unable to see much in the gloom, only the sound of his breathing telling her where he was. Then out of the darkness his hands and mouth found her again, his hair once more brushing against her chest as he resumed his exploration of her breasts, her own breath gasping as he sucked her nipple deep into the warmth of his mouth, his tongue stoking and exciting her flesh, his fingers finding the other peak and stoking that as well. His body was lying flush against her side, the heat from his skin searing her as he kissed his way from her breast, up her throat until his mouth covered hers, taking what little breath she had left in a kiss that made her toes curl. Drowning in the awakening of her body, Wendy reached out and started to touch him, his skin like velvet under her fingers, the planes of his chest and shoulders providing an endless playground for her to knead and stroke, his heart now pressed to hers as they entwined arms and legs in an effort to get closer. Everything felt fluid, their limbs sliding against each other, exciting them further, their hands stroking and fondling every inch as they explored and discovered, each gasp and groan begging for that touch to be repeated and relearned. Wendy threaded her fingers through his hair, her nails raking his scalp as his mouth devoured hers, their tongues duelling for supremacy, each conceding the sweet victory to the other before embarking on another journey, lips now following hands in an effort to map and record every inch of the other, their breathing becoming harsh in the confines of the furs.
Wendy was lost, her head thrown back as Peter suckled on her neck, his hand delving down her quivering stomach to burrow through her nether curls, her legs falling open to his light touch, her core aching for something to fill it. His hand dipped between her thighs and played with the slick folds, his fingers stroking and teasing, dipping into the moistness, then stroking again. Wendy arched into his hand, his name groaned on her breath as she strained upwards, his mouth fastening on her breast making her gasp as his busy digits entered her, the sensations both alarming and exhilarating as she moaned again. Wanting to reciprocate and make him as mindless as she was fast becoming, Wendy sought out and found his hardness, pressed hotly against her hip, her fingers curling around him and making him jerk into her hand as she squeezed and stroked, the angle awkward but still pleasurable. His hand between her legs found the hard nubbin at the apex of her folds, his touch enough to make her arch again as her body responded with a blaze of spark from that light contact, his hand stilling as she mewed, her lips caught between her teeth to stifle her cries.
"P-l-l-ea-se....Peter....oh...."
Removing his hand, Peter shifted and moved over her, positioning himself between her thighs, his hot, hard sex brushing against hers, exciting her further as his mouth sought hers, sealing it in a kiss as he braced himself over her.
"Wendy......oh Wendy..."
Slowly he started to push into her, her legs coming up to wrap around his hips as he advanced, his muscles quivering as her heat surrounded him, her moist folds welcoming him, her body urging him onwards.
The feel of his body entering her was almost too much for her to process, his hardness spreading her, filling her up as he pushed into her, her body shaking as he buried himself inside her, pausing to allow her to become accustomed to this new intimacy, their chests heaving as they absorbed all the sensations of their joining. After a few seconds Peter moved, pulling out a little way then pushing back in, their bodies setting up a rhythm, Wendy's legs gripping his hips, her heels urging him on as control started to leech away and passion took over. Peter wrapped his arms around her, melding them chest to chest, her arms around his neck, his mouth fastened to her neck as his hips moved. Their bodies came together in the ultimate expression of love, riding the storm of passion until Wendy felt herself tip over the edge of reason and fly apart in Peter's arms, her breathing hitching as her body uncoiled and remade itself, heat blossoming across her stomach and down her legs, relaxing every muscles until she felt like she was made of liquid, her limbs quivering in the aftermath of her release. Peter had paused when he felt her body clenching around him, his heart pounding as Wendy panted and gasped against his ear. When she relaxed, he started to thrust again, picking up the rhythm until he felt his own release take over, his body jerking unevenly as he emptied himself into her, their bodies one as she held him tightly against her, his body shaking and twitching until he too relaxed bonelessly against her.
In the stillness that followed, they could feel and hear their hearts beating in unison, their uneven breathing loud in the confines of their alcove. When Peter made to move, Wendy tightened her hold on him, not wanting to lose the feel of him inside her and around her.
"I don't want to squash you." Peter whispered, turning his head and kissing her cheek.
"You aren't.....oh Peter......I can't believe...how.....incredible that was."
As he lay there, his cheek resting against her, Peter felt something wet slide across his skin. Darting out his tongue he lapped at the wetness, realising that it was a tear.
"Did I hurt you?"
"No...not at all......"
"Why are you crying?"
"Am I?"
Lifting his head, Peter cupped her face with his hand, brushing his thumbs over her cheeks, feeling the tears as they trickled from the corners of her eyes. In the dimness, he could just make out her face, slightly paler than the furs.
"Don't cry Wendy.....it'll be better next time."
"Oh Lord, Peter!" Wendy chuckled weakly, her hand coming up to stroke his face, her finger tracing his brow before running down his cheek and jaw, the other hand stroking his hair. "I was about to say, that if it gets any better, I'll die from the bliss of it.....but I can't die......I'm already dead.......and what we just did was as close to heaven as I've ever been......"
Wendy continued to shake slightly as she laughed to herself, Peter not saying a word, not able to understand her feelings, still trying to process all that had taken place as well.
"Peter.....I still don't understand how or why this can happen......but I don't care anymore. If this is my heaven, then I don't ever want it to end......I want us to be like this forever."
"As you wish it Wendy.......as you wish....." Peter's whisper brushed across her ear, sending shivers down her spine, her legs and arms keeping him in her and around her, his body still sheathed in hers.
"I wish it with all my heart Peter......all my heart."
Peter's lips found hers in the darkness and they kissed like they were sealing a pact, the passion flaring between them until their bodies started to move in the rhythm again and they found themselves transported to heaven once more, their muffled cries buried in skin and sweat, tangled limbs and quivering flesh, ending in fulfilment that left them breathless and shaking, their passion spent once more.
Peter rolled onto his back, Wendy draped over his chest, their bodies still joined. He stroked the tangled hair from her face, smoothing it back as she smiled against his skin, her heart still hammering against his in the aftermath.
She chuffed against his chest, her body shaking in silent mirth.
"What?" Peter asked, her shaking making him slip out of her body, both of them moaning at the loss of contact.
"Oh dear....I was thinking...I hope we haven't woken anybody up with all this noise."
"Maybe we should think about making some place else for us to sleep...like a separate bedroom.....or something?"
"Could we do that?"
"Easy.....I got a bit carried away with the last lot of digging...I'm sure one of the extra rooms would make an excellent bedroom for us."
"I think," Wendy yawned, her hand covering her mouth. "I think that is an excellent idea.....but for now....."
"Sleep....." Peter shifted so that Wendy slid onto the furs on her side, her back to his front. Curling his body against hers, Peter wrapped himself around her, his hand coming to rest cupped against one of her breasts, Wendy wriggling back to more firmly seat her bottom into the cradle of his hips.
As her breathing evened out, Wendy's whispered a sigh into the darkness, almost too faint for him to hear.
"I love you...."
Smiling to himself, he nuzzled her hair, whispering the words back to her, but by then she was already asleep, Peter following her within minutes.
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(aaaaaaaaah.....hope you enjoyed that......I know I did....smut, smut smut....nothing like it on a Saturday nite. Ah well...back to the adventure for the next chapter.....tally ho!!)
Author: Squeezynz
Chapter: Five - Beyond the Veil
Rated: R for consensual sex between two main characters.
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Author's Note: Okay, well this is the one SOME of you have been waiting for with bated breath. Yes......its the consummation chapter.
Now, if you feel that you are not able to read this, then that's okay...missing this chapter will in no way spoil the rest of the story. It's pure fluff, but does describe an intimate act between two loving characters, so don't read if you either don't want to, or you aren't supposed to.....on your head be it....you have been warned.
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Peter returned to find his home unusually quiet. As he approached the main room he slowed his steps, hearing the murmuring of voices, the click of something knocking together. As he passed through the doorway he saw Briggs and Topper sitting at the table, tossing a dice between them, a pile of small sticks by each boy, the pile bigger beside Topper, his luck obviously running his way. As Peter advanced into the room Briggs looked up and instantly put his finger against his lips before pointing towards the fire. Peter turned and saw Wendy sitting in a chair by the hearth, her head turned away from him, apparently fast asleep. Smiling to himself, Peter sat down at the table and folded his arm on the surface.
Looking around he saw that Twig, Pebble and Pip were all snugly tucked into their beds, already fast asleep. Bane was also in her bed, her back turned to the room, her blanket up around her ears.
Peter raised an eyebrow at Briggs who smirked back.
"Wendy hardly got to finish the story before Pebble fell asleep in her arms, Pip curled up at her feet. She put them all to bed, even Bane, when she suggested the girl looked tired, went to bed without a murmur."
"Bane went to bed without an argument?"
"Sure she did.....I don't know what Wendy did....but Bane is.....she's...."
"Changed?"
"Yeah....."
Peter chuckled to himself, Briggs and Topper exchanging a confused look.
"What?" Topper asked.
"Nothing....just that Wendy has a special way of changing people even when they don't think they need to be changed."
"Did she change you Peter?"
"Oh yes.....she changed everything." Peter swung his eyes around to where Wendy sat, her long hair cascading over her shoulder, catching glints from the flames still licking the logs in the grate.
The boys regarded him quizzically. "Why did you let her, weren't you happy the way you were?"
"At the time I thought I was......even told her, to her face."
"What did she say?" Topper asked.
"Said she thought it was my biggest pretend."
Again, Briggs and Topper exchanged a baffled look.
Shaking his head, Briggs rattled the dice in his hand before tossing them on the table. "Hah.....snake eyes, I win again!"
"Not fair.....that's the last of my sticks gone."
"Cough up loser.....you now owe me over a thousand pounds!"
"Well good luck collecting!" Topper grinned, levering himself up from the table and stretching, his joints popping as he flexed his back. "I'm off, all that cleaning has worn me out."
"Yeah....and I want to get up and out early tomorrow, before we get roped into more cleaning!" Briggs snorted, sweeping the tiny marker sticks off the table into his hand. Cupping them carefully, he carried them over to the fire and tossed them in, where they flared up briefly among the embers. Peter remained at the table while the two boys sought their beds, rolling themselves in their sleeping furs, their backs to the room. Slowly he pinched out the candles left on the table, leaving only one, that and the fire the only light left as he rose to his feet and approached the sleeping figure in the chair. Squatting on his haunches, he poked the fire, pushing the wood to the back of the grate, sparks flying up the chimney as the embers settled. Satisfied that what remained couldn't roll out of the fireplace, Peter turned to look at the girl slumbering by the fire. In the flickering light she appeared much younger than her years, her face relaxed and untroubled, her long lashes smudging her cheeks, sooty and shadowed. He touched her hand, finding it cool, his own warm as he enclosed her slender fingers in his own.
"Wendy.....wake up, its time to go to bed."
For a moment she didn't respond, then her mouth pursed slightly before smiling, her eyes still closed. As he waited, her lashes lifted and her sleep darkened eyes blinked at him, her fingers tightening on his.
"Your back...is it late?"
"No.....but everyone has gone to bed, just us left."
"Hmmmm...... give me hand up."
Gently she tugged on his fingers, his own clasping hers and pulling, bringing her out of her chair as he rose to his feet, her body swaying a little as she regained her balance, still half asleep. Peter pulled her towards him and she went readily, her head finding his shoulder, her arms looping around his waist as hid encircled her shoulders. They stood there for several long minutes bathed in the light from the fire, each taking comfort from the other.
"Come on....lets get to bed." Peter started to lead her towards his curtained alcove, Wendy still wrapped around him, only pulling away to twitch a cover back over Pebble who had flung his arm out in his sleep as they passed the child's couch.
On reaching the curtain, they pulled apart, Peter holding back the skin while Wendy crawled onto the wide couch, her hands and knees sinking into the dense furs. Peter let the curtain drop and what little light there had been was cut off, plunging the alcove into darkness.
"Peter?"
"Right here...." She heard the rustle of clothes and then felt the furs dip as Peter joined her on the bed, her own fingers shaking as she tried to reach the buttons of her dress and fumbled them in the darkness. She felt rather than saw Peter reach out and push her hands out of the way, allowing him to undo the buttons one by one, his fingers brushing her hair out of the way as he slid the dress of one shoulder, his lips tracing its departure before sliding it off the other shoulder and following that with his lips as well. Wendy felt herself flush to her toes, her body starting to tremble as Peter pushed the dress down further, exposing her breasts to the cool night air, her nipples hardening and pebbling into points. She felt Peter's soft hair brush her skin as his lips trailed down her chest from her shoulder and over the swell of her breast until his warm mouth closed over a swollen peak making her gasp out loud at the exquisite sensations coursing through her.
"Wendy...lay down...." Peter's whisper brought her back to herself, her arms lifting out of the sleeves as she shucked the dress down to her waist while Peter pulled the top layer of covers back, the dress finally removed and thrown down the end of the bed before Wendy scooted her legs under the covers and shuffled herself down into the bed, Peter pulling the covers over them both. Wendy lay as little nervously on her back, her head turned towards Peter, unable to see much in the gloom, only the sound of his breathing telling her where he was. Then out of the darkness his hands and mouth found her again, his hair once more brushing against her chest as he resumed his exploration of her breasts, her own breath gasping as he sucked her nipple deep into the warmth of his mouth, his tongue stoking and exciting her flesh, his fingers finding the other peak and stoking that as well. His body was lying flush against her side, the heat from his skin searing her as he kissed his way from her breast, up her throat until his mouth covered hers, taking what little breath she had left in a kiss that made her toes curl. Drowning in the awakening of her body, Wendy reached out and started to touch him, his skin like velvet under her fingers, the planes of his chest and shoulders providing an endless playground for her to knead and stroke, his heart now pressed to hers as they entwined arms and legs in an effort to get closer. Everything felt fluid, their limbs sliding against each other, exciting them further, their hands stroking and fondling every inch as they explored and discovered, each gasp and groan begging for that touch to be repeated and relearned. Wendy threaded her fingers through his hair, her nails raking his scalp as his mouth devoured hers, their tongues duelling for supremacy, each conceding the sweet victory to the other before embarking on another journey, lips now following hands in an effort to map and record every inch of the other, their breathing becoming harsh in the confines of the furs.
Wendy was lost, her head thrown back as Peter suckled on her neck, his hand delving down her quivering stomach to burrow through her nether curls, her legs falling open to his light touch, her core aching for something to fill it. His hand dipped between her thighs and played with the slick folds, his fingers stroking and teasing, dipping into the moistness, then stroking again. Wendy arched into his hand, his name groaned on her breath as she strained upwards, his mouth fastening on her breast making her gasp as his busy digits entered her, the sensations both alarming and exhilarating as she moaned again. Wanting to reciprocate and make him as mindless as she was fast becoming, Wendy sought out and found his hardness, pressed hotly against her hip, her fingers curling around him and making him jerk into her hand as she squeezed and stroked, the angle awkward but still pleasurable. His hand between her legs found the hard nubbin at the apex of her folds, his touch enough to make her arch again as her body responded with a blaze of spark from that light contact, his hand stilling as she mewed, her lips caught between her teeth to stifle her cries.
"P-l-l-ea-se....Peter....oh...."
Removing his hand, Peter shifted and moved over her, positioning himself between her thighs, his hot, hard sex brushing against hers, exciting her further as his mouth sought hers, sealing it in a kiss as he braced himself over her.
"Wendy......oh Wendy..."
Slowly he started to push into her, her legs coming up to wrap around his hips as he advanced, his muscles quivering as her heat surrounded him, her moist folds welcoming him, her body urging him onwards.
The feel of his body entering her was almost too much for her to process, his hardness spreading her, filling her up as he pushed into her, her body shaking as he buried himself inside her, pausing to allow her to become accustomed to this new intimacy, their chests heaving as they absorbed all the sensations of their joining. After a few seconds Peter moved, pulling out a little way then pushing back in, their bodies setting up a rhythm, Wendy's legs gripping his hips, her heels urging him on as control started to leech away and passion took over. Peter wrapped his arms around her, melding them chest to chest, her arms around his neck, his mouth fastened to her neck as his hips moved. Their bodies came together in the ultimate expression of love, riding the storm of passion until Wendy felt herself tip over the edge of reason and fly apart in Peter's arms, her breathing hitching as her body uncoiled and remade itself, heat blossoming across her stomach and down her legs, relaxing every muscles until she felt like she was made of liquid, her limbs quivering in the aftermath of her release. Peter had paused when he felt her body clenching around him, his heart pounding as Wendy panted and gasped against his ear. When she relaxed, he started to thrust again, picking up the rhythm until he felt his own release take over, his body jerking unevenly as he emptied himself into her, their bodies one as she held him tightly against her, his body shaking and twitching until he too relaxed bonelessly against her.
In the stillness that followed, they could feel and hear their hearts beating in unison, their uneven breathing loud in the confines of their alcove. When Peter made to move, Wendy tightened her hold on him, not wanting to lose the feel of him inside her and around her.
"I don't want to squash you." Peter whispered, turning his head and kissing her cheek.
"You aren't.....oh Peter......I can't believe...how.....incredible that was."
As he lay there, his cheek resting against her, Peter felt something wet slide across his skin. Darting out his tongue he lapped at the wetness, realising that it was a tear.
"Did I hurt you?"
"No...not at all......"
"Why are you crying?"
"Am I?"
Lifting his head, Peter cupped her face with his hand, brushing his thumbs over her cheeks, feeling the tears as they trickled from the corners of her eyes. In the dimness, he could just make out her face, slightly paler than the furs.
"Don't cry Wendy.....it'll be better next time."
"Oh Lord, Peter!" Wendy chuckled weakly, her hand coming up to stroke his face, her finger tracing his brow before running down his cheek and jaw, the other hand stroking his hair. "I was about to say, that if it gets any better, I'll die from the bliss of it.....but I can't die......I'm already dead.......and what we just did was as close to heaven as I've ever been......"
Wendy continued to shake slightly as she laughed to herself, Peter not saying a word, not able to understand her feelings, still trying to process all that had taken place as well.
"Peter.....I still don't understand how or why this can happen......but I don't care anymore. If this is my heaven, then I don't ever want it to end......I want us to be like this forever."
"As you wish it Wendy.......as you wish....." Peter's whisper brushed across her ear, sending shivers down her spine, her legs and arms keeping him in her and around her, his body still sheathed in hers.
"I wish it with all my heart Peter......all my heart."
Peter's lips found hers in the darkness and they kissed like they were sealing a pact, the passion flaring between them until their bodies started to move in the rhythm again and they found themselves transported to heaven once more, their muffled cries buried in skin and sweat, tangled limbs and quivering flesh, ending in fulfilment that left them breathless and shaking, their passion spent once more.
Peter rolled onto his back, Wendy draped over his chest, their bodies still joined. He stroked the tangled hair from her face, smoothing it back as she smiled against his skin, her heart still hammering against his in the aftermath.
She chuffed against his chest, her body shaking in silent mirth.
"What?" Peter asked, her shaking making him slip out of her body, both of them moaning at the loss of contact.
"Oh dear....I was thinking...I hope we haven't woken anybody up with all this noise."
"Maybe we should think about making some place else for us to sleep...like a separate bedroom.....or something?"
"Could we do that?"
"Easy.....I got a bit carried away with the last lot of digging...I'm sure one of the extra rooms would make an excellent bedroom for us."
"I think," Wendy yawned, her hand covering her mouth. "I think that is an excellent idea.....but for now....."
"Sleep....." Peter shifted so that Wendy slid onto the furs on her side, her back to his front. Curling his body against hers, Peter wrapped himself around her, his hand coming to rest cupped against one of her breasts, Wendy wriggling back to more firmly seat her bottom into the cradle of his hips.
As her breathing evened out, Wendy's whispered a sigh into the darkness, almost too faint for him to hear.
"I love you...."
Smiling to himself, he nuzzled her hair, whispering the words back to her, but by then she was already asleep, Peter following her within minutes.
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(aaaaaaaaah.....hope you enjoyed that......I know I did....smut, smut smut....nothing like it on a Saturday nite. Ah well...back to the adventure for the next chapter.....tally ho!!)