Henry sat on a log and looked over to where Peter had disappeared to. It was getting late and he wasn't turning up yet.
"You ok kid?" Henry heard a voice ask. He turned his head and saw Marshall, one of the newest lost boys. All of the other lost boys nick-named him "pretty boy" due to his "pretty" features such as his sleek black hair, well toned arms, his perfect teeth, and his singing voice which he used frequently around camp. The same singing voice that would be accompanied by his red bass guitar that held the shape of a battle ax.
"No I'm fine, just a little worried is all." Henry said in a shaky voice. Marshall sat down next to him.
"Alright." Marshall said in a sigh.
"What ya' do to piss him off?" he asked in his jazz like voice.
"I uh... asked if he was jealous of wendy." Henry sheepishly said. Marshall shrugged.
"Can't blame him. I wouldn't be that ecstatic if my boyfriend was being flaunted over from one of my best friends." Marshall said.
"Maybe you should go talk to him. I mean you know where he is." Marshall said. Henry felt himself lift up.
"Yeah... your right." Henry said, and started walking over to the spot where Peter disappeared.
"And hes not my boyfriend!" he yelled as he exited the camp. Marshall just smiled with his smug grin of his. When he was sure henry was gone and the rest of the lost boys were either asleep or heading to bed, he got up and left with business the he needed to attend to.
Henry walked through the dense jungle, heading to "the cove" as the lost boy's called it. It was where Peter headed to think every now and then. Though Henry had only been there for eight weeks, he had a decent idea of were everything was, and how to get there. On the way to the cove Henry couldn't help but think of the comment that Marshall made. Did the lost boys think of Henry as Peters boyfriend? Apart of Henry felt bashful when he thought of the idea, the other part could understand why the lost boys would think of Henry as Peters boyfriend. I mean Henry did prefer Peters company over the rest of lost boys, and Peter would always sit near or prefer that Henry be near him most of the time. As Henry walked he was immediately stopped. His ears were fills with beautiful sighs of music, from the other direction. The sighs of music were familiar and comforting to Henry. It was almost as if someone was singing the word "home" to him. Forgetting all reasons for why he was walking in the first place he started fallowing the lulls of the beautiful voice.
As Henry walked closer and closer to the music he realised were the familiar tune was from. It was his favorite lullaby. As he got closer and closer to the voice he found himself getting closer to one of the main beaches, near Peters cove. Henry stopped abruptly when he got to the beach. Floating over the water was a silhouette of a female with long jet black hair that almost touched the water, and grey shin that the moonlight bounced off of. In her arms a red instrument.
As the lullaby washed over him he felt himself sink into a sitting position, listening to comforting and beautiful voice.
"Are you familiar with the song?" he heard yet another soothing voice say in a whisper. Pan. Henry without turning his head gave a simple nodd.
"Its my favorite Lullaby." Henry replied to Peter in a hushed voice.
"Its about a princess. She was born with the spirit of the moon. From birth her destiny was decided for her, and she knew that one day she would have to sacrifice her life for her people." Henry went on.
"Such a sad and beautiful story..." he trailed off.
"Henry." Peter said grabbing his attention. Henry turned his head to see Peters arm extended out with his hand held out.
"Can I have this dance?" Peter asked. Henry's cheeks flushed to a rosy red color.
"Yes." he said weakly. He took Peters hand and felt himself be lifted up.
Silver light
She turned her face up to the starlit sky
And on this night began to wonder why
She knew that soon the day would come
Peters arm wrapped around Henry's waist and pulled him in. Henry wrapped an arm around Peters neck, and they both conjoined hands, creating a perfect position.
Born to be
An heir of beauty and serenity
Into this world she entered quietly
To her surprise she was the one
Henry laid his head against Peters chest. Peters head rested against the top of Henry's as the began to sway their body's slowly to music.
Destiny was close behind her
Phantom of borrowed life
And the sea was a reminder
Mirror of given light
Henry was clumsy and had no idea of what he was doing. He was luck to have Peter there to guide him. Peter didn't care how henry could dance, he was just enjoying the moment him and the younger boy were having together.
Then one day
The sign she'd waited for in skies of grey
Traversed a winding road and came her way
She found the love she hoped she would
Henry tripped on his feet, and fell onto the older boy mildly embarrassing himself.
But she knew
That she had promises to stay true to
The dormant daughter of the silver moon
Then all at once she understood
Peter looked into Henry's eyes. He just stared marveling at the young boy's beauty and innocents. He swiftly swiped a stray hair from Henry's face.
Destiny was close behind her
Phantom of borrowed life
And the sea was a reminder
Mirror of given light
"Pan..." Henry sighed out staring up into Peters eyes. Eyes that held darkness from a past, and a light that gave Henry joy and acceptance.
From the sky
She watched the life
She'd known she would leave behind
Said goodbye
And gave her people
Life through her sacrifice
Putting a hand on each side of Henry's face Peter collided his lips with Henry's. Henry gave in to Peter and kissed back, wrapping his arms around Peters while standing on his toes. Peter then forcefully pushed his tongue through Henry's lips, earning a moan from Henry. Peter and Henry's tongue lazily wrestled each others. Henry was young and inexperienced, but Peter was bold and he knew how to please the young boy. Peters tongue won dominance and explored Henry's mouth teasing and massaging at Henry's tongue. Henry moaned for a second time as he let Peter explore every inch of his mouth. The time came when Henry desperately needed air, Henry pulled away from Pan and gasped for air. He was quickly forced back against his lips.
"Don't pull away from me..." Peter growld against Henry's lips. Peter kissed Henry's lips harshly then lead a trail of kisses down to Henry's neck. Henry intertwined his fingers into Peters wavy hair. Peter sucked and nipped at Henry's neck. Peter then ran his tongue over a particular spot over Henry's neck.
"Nnnnnaaaa..." Henry moaned as pleasure ran through his entire body. Peter smirked against Henry's skin. He nipped there a few more times and listened to Henry moan.
"Peter..." Henry moaned, and slightly bucked his hips. Peter stopped and grabbed Henry's waist.
"Maybe we should stop..." Peter said quietly. Tears filled Henry's eyes.
"I'm sorry. I-"
"Sorry?" Peter asked cutting him off.
"Henry you have nothing to be sorry about. That was one of the best moments of my life and I would love to go farther but-"
"But you don't love me." Henry said tears escaping his eyes. Peter grabbed Henry's face and forced him to look him in the eyes.
"Henry I've loved you before you were even born. Thats the reason we shouldn't continue." Peter said. Henry looked back into Peter's eyes.
"Henry if I were to rob you of your innocence, I would like to have your hand in marriage first."
"What are you say Peter?..."
"Henry... will you marry me?"
hey guys! I know you guys think I'm going really fast but this is all apart of the story don't worry! Its not going as fast as you think. Heres the link to the lullaby. I encourage you to look i up its freaking amazing!
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