A/N: Again, no Beta. Here's the second Chapter!
The captain moved in his bed, and slowly became aware of the woman at his side in his arms. When had she- oh. He froze looking at the sleeping Wendy Darling, and slowly pulled his arm from under her body intending to allow her more sleep.
The door opened, and in a quick move only to have Smee carrying a breakfast tray walk in. He was humming like he does every morning, and when he turned and say the captain awake he smiled. "Good Morning, Cap-"
"Sh, you blindering idiot!" he muttered and looked at Wendy to see if she was asleep which she was. He removed himself from the bed, and then walked away from the bed, grabbing Smee and redirected him out of the room.
"But-But-But-But Captian!" Smee cried once out of the room and the man looked at his helper pointing a finger at him.
"Lady Darling will be staying aboard with us for a while." He interrupted his companion again. "Come and wake me, when we had docked." He growled, his voice deep and ragged from sleep.
Smee swallowed hard. "Um...Captain..." he said when he turned back for his room.
"What, ?" he growled and turned to look at him.
The short man bowed his head and took a step back. "Should I bring a tray for her as well?" he asked timidly, and James lifted his head.
He took in the sharp sting of sea salt, and the other odors of the sea and his ship. He looked down to Smee, and nodded. "Yes." he said bitting of the end making it sound like "Ye." before he turned and went in to his room closing the door.
Smee looked after the captain a moment longer and was very surprised. He got a lot of wenches, but Ladies? Were they not the same? He wondered going back to the kitchen.
James leaned against the door as he looked at her, then started for her. What color would look the best on her? He wondered. Blue? Red? Green? He thought for a moment that none would do. He wanted her in a sky blue dress. Like the one she wore when she first came to Neverland. He walked away to his clothes and caught sight of a violet color on one of his suits. Violet? Maybe... he thought and began to dress himself. He was capable, he just chose not to at times.
Wendy took a deep breath as she woke up. She raised her arms in a stretch and lightly hummed. She'd never slept so long and so well. She slowly came back to awareness and opened her big blue, currently sleepy, eyes and started to sit up. Her eyes fell onto Captain Hook's form. "Good day, Captain." She mumured and cleared her throat.
"Good Morning, young lady." he said and walked to her with his shirt open. "Button me." he said.
She silently moved her hands away from the sheets, "All right." She said and started to slowly button his shirt from the bottom up. Once she got to the middle of the shirt, she raised to her knees and continued to finish buttoning. She shook her wild, sleep hair out of her face and raised her eyes to meet his, "There." She said, putting her hands back to her sides.
He smirked looking at her, "That deserves a kiss." he said to her holding her chin as he press his lips to hers.
Wendy pulled her lips away from his after she comprehended what was happening, "What-" She started but stopped when he inturrupted her.
"All you need to say is 'thank you, captain.'" he smirked and petted her soft face before walking away from her to get his hook.
She frowned, her cheeks pink, "Thank you, Captain," she said flatly. She was trying to cooperate but he was making it really hard. Although he was making it easier for her to be comfortable in his own way because he had gone there. Gone somwhere, Gone wherever he wanted, really. Well, for the most part.
She didn't need to hide within his blankets as much, at least. She thought bitterly and slowly got out of the bed for the first time. She stumbled, not having sea legs, but recovered and walked in a small circle to stretch her legs.
James looked at her and made a face. Could he use her to get Pan? He thought, as his eyes moved down her body once again. No. Pan wouldn't know what to do to a woman like her. He would waste her. "We're going go to dock soon. You may use one of my coats to cover up." he informed her.
Wendy tried hard to ignore his glances. "I don't have shoes," She pointed out, "And I doubt we are the same size." She raised an eyebrow and triednot to stumble again when the ship rocked.
"Who says you need shoes?" He asked curiously, as he slipped into his shoes himself. "I think your capable of walking barefoot."
"I can't walk barefoot!" She exclaimed, climbing back into his bed in protest of leaving the room without shoes on.
He sighed dramatically and then walked to her and offered his hand to her. "Come here." he said annoyed. He wiggled his fingers to prompt her to come.
"Why?" She asked, eyeing him suspiciously. She continued to hold onto his sheets.
"Just come here young lady." he growled feeling the ship slowing down.
She glared at him but surrendered and slowly made her way to him. She hesitantly took his hand.
When her hand was in his, he pulled her up and swooped her up into his arms. "Good girl." he said holding her in his arms. "Now since your being a stubborn twat, I will carry you to tawt." he sighed turnng to walk to the port of the ship.
"I can't be seen in this!" She gasped and tried to get out of his hold, "I'm only in a nightgown!" She exclaimed, almost frantically. What would her mother say, indeed!
"Oh shut up." he groaned and waited till his crew set up the crossing brigde an he walked off he ship holding her closer to him before walking off the ship with her. "Madames Kalbee? Or Mrs. Wanticks?" he asked her.
She had her face buried in his neck in embarrassment. One eye peeked out at him, "What's the difference?" She asked lowly, obviously not happy to be out like she was. She put her face back to his neck, not wanting people to see her.
" Madame Kalbee, has tight dresses and cost and arm and a leg. Mrs. Warticks dresses are colorful, and designed to be very elegant and sweet," he said and then to walk to the square where the two shops were.
"...Warticks, then?" She asked, her voice muffled from hiding.
He looked at her and smirked as he walked into the large shop. "Good choice, lass." he smirked. Then he smiled looking at the shop and put her down. " 'ello!" he called and a young maid appeared and looked at him, and her.
"Yes, sir?" she said timidly.
"I need her in a few dresses." he said pointing to Wendy.
The young maid looked at Wendy again then at the captain. "Yes sir." she said going to get her mom.
"I don't need that many..." She mumbled to him and held onto one of his arms for a moment as she regained her balance. "but thank you."
"She need's three dresses at least." he told the older woman walking out to her. "six is the most." he informed her and she nodded.
"We'll take good care of her, Mr. Hook." she said and patted his cheek before walking to Wendy.
Wendy walked out of the back room of the shop wearing one of her new dresses, shawls, pair of shoes, and stockings. She felt much better wearing clothes and they flattered her very much so she was absolutely content. She smiled for the first time since she got to Neverland and walked over to Hook who was surprisingly paying for the four dresses and other various necessities.
He walked to her and glared. "Stockings? Stockings? Why by them if you won't be wearing them?" he asked her as he walked with her out of the shop.
"I will be wearing them." She raised her eyebrow at him, wearing a dress was giving her some much needed confidence. "Why wouldn't I be?" She asked smoothly.
"because I plan to take them off. Of course." he smiled.
She shook her head at him, "Are we going back to the ship?" She asked and paused, "And who said you can take my stockings off other than you? We made an agreement where you treat me like a lady. And ladies don't get their stockings taken off by overly sexual pirate captains."
"I said I would call you a lady." He smirked and pulled her to him, "I have no intentions of treating you as one, because I'm as you said an 'overly sexual pirate captain' however you left out all those bitter comments you said as a young girl. You are now... of that ripe age to know what it's like to be touched by a man, and I have every intentions to show you that world." He informed her and kissed her cheek. "Behave and it will be a tender experience. If not, it'll be painful and thats not nessacary, my dear." he said stroking her hair back.
"One think I pride my skills of love making..." he said against her neck, pressing a claiming bite mark there to ward off unwanted men. "I found you a perfume." he told her and pulled out a rose and vanilla scented perfume that was in a box.
"You have wenches for that, sir." She pointed out as she accepted the perfume to lightly smell it and trying to unsuccessfully rub the bite mark away. "Just because you have a lady that you haven't had to pay for doesn't mean that you're allowed to do whatever you want to her. I am on your ship because of a silly wish. Not to please you."
"We'll see...we'll see." he smirked.
The captain stared at his maps wondering where he was going to chart the ship now. He looked at the map for a long time before looking around for Wendy. "Wendy?...Wendy?" he called.
She looked away from Smee-who she was having a conversation with-and to Hook. "Yes, Captain?" She spoke up.
"Have you ever been to Dead men's cove?" he asked curiously.
"Yes, I believe so. Why?" She replied, walking over to him. "Or nearby it at least..." She replied as an after thought.
"hm... How about Paradise Lagoon?" he asked her, ignoring her previous question.
"I have. That's where the mermaids are, yes?" She said, mentally shaking her head at him. He was predictable sometimes. He was very spoiled and selfish indeed.
"Was. The Lagoon pushed the mermaids out once they became bad." He informed her, and then looked at her. "Would you like to go there? I'll let you stay there if you don't wish to stay on board. But I will come and see you weekly." he informed her. Maybe she would like that... he thought.
"I...I'm not sure. I don't want to take you off course. I've no idea what your plans are." She shrugged, nonchalantly, "Also, I don't quite know how to live...on my own..."She mumbled quietly.
"Well then," he looked up at her, "Are you saying your willing going to stay on my ship?" he asked her, an adorable and hooky smile coming to his thin pale lips.
She glared at him but it was just teasing. "How else can I survive here? Plus, either way, I can't escape you." She sighed dramatically but ended up smirking.
"You shouldn't want to leave me." he said and stood up. He looked at Smee, and the short man nodded leaving the two alone. "Haven't you seen yet that I'm not that bad?" he asked her.
"Old habits die hard," She replied easily, "I thought you were terrible before I even met you."
"Didn't your mother ever teach you not to judge by appearances, or he-said-she-said?" he asked leaning on his desk.
"No, my mother was too busy teaching me how to be a lady and a good wife to teach me anything morally valuble or etcetera." She stood in front of him, her hands meeting together stiffly at mid-torso. "And before that you were too busy being the villain in my stories to have a proper chance."
"Thanks." he said and shook his head turning away from her and walked away to his bed, and undress, it was time for bed.
"You're welcome." She said in sarcasam and did the same, except it took her longer to undress. "I apologize, though, really." She said as she undressed. It took her a while since she did it all by her self. First shoes. Then dress. Then petticoats. Then stockings. Then corset. She put her nightgown on and put her hair down. Before she went to the bed, she organized all her things and put them in the proper places.
She walked to the bed they shared and got under the covers, blowing the candle on her side of the bed out.
He laid down, and then pulled her close into his arms. "Oh do you now?" he asked as his hands touched her sides.
"I should have waited to judge you... until I met you and knew you for a bit. Like when you tried to kill me and my brothers. You weren't a villian then at all." She said flatly and relaxed into his touch. She had trained herself not to have it bother her so much since he wasn't going to stop anytime soon.
"Exactly." he smiled and kissed her, moving away to lay down, but pulled her back into his arms. "Lay with me." he whispered into her hair.
She slowly did so, unconciously holding her breath as she did, and laid with her body close to his.
He groaned holding her softness to his hard form. "Oh Wendy... How I've yearned for such a woman to be my partner..." he muttered in a sleepy voice.
She blushed and looked at his form in the darkness with wide eyes. "Wh-what?" She asked in shock.
"So soft...sweet smelling...beautiful...proper..." he said each in a deep breath. His breathing turning into sleep heavy breaths. He turned his head away from hers as he allowed sleep to take him. "So...lovely..."
Wendy couldn't stop her heart from beating fast and let out a shakey breath. She had to get to sleep. There was no reason to let this affect her. At all. Was there?