I would like to apologize for the wait. I'm having a hard time trying to get from the last plot point to the next one and throwing smut in there too.

PRIYA POV

I hadn't been this terrified in his prescence since the day he had brought me to Neverland. He smirked, but there was no fire in his eyes- just cold and hardness. I'd heard of the punishments Pan carried out for those who disobeyed- beatings, banishment, cages...

"The punishment must fit the crime," he said, gesturing for me to kneel.

"Please, Peter, I didn't mean to actually hurt him, I was just so angry-"

"You acted with bad form, Priya. He'll have that scar across his face until the day he dies, now. So you must bear a scar as well."

Premeditated physical pain frightened me, if I was to be honest, and my shoulder still throbbed from Felix's sword. I stammered, trying to stop him.

"If you scar me...how will someone want me to give birth to the one you need?"

He did stop then, to my relief. He put his knife in his holster and pulled me up to him by the hair that grew close to the back of my neck. I cried out in pain.

"You're making me angry now," he told me, "by trying to avoid your punishment."

"Please, I'll do anything. He already bled me! I'm already scarred! And you know Felix deserved that! He was in the wrong, he deserved to be bled, he deserved a lot worse than the little scar I gave him," I yelled, angry. Pan's eyes had flames in them now- whatever was to be dealt I had just made personal.

"You're doubling it," he said, pushing me into the ground. He lifted the hem of my dress to my ribcage, exposing everything. My skin grew goosebumps at the chill and my sudden arousal. It was not my intent, but I'd seen him kneeling over my naked body before, and last time it had ended in bliss.

He pulled out his knife and stretched the skin at my hip taut. I braced myself for the inevitable pain as he pressed the tip into my skin. Dragging the blade across my skin, I cried out, red dribbles of blood forming from the cut. It was over in a moment- I looked down at my scar, a very morbid, but distinct, letter P.

"You're mine, you know. My property. Consider it a branding."

I was gasping at the pain, and attempted to pull my dress back down over myself. I glared at him angrily, knowing I would wear this "branding" for a long, long time.

"That was unfair, Peter Pan. What am I going to tell people when I go back to London? I won't be your property forever. You make me so angry, sometimes, I could just kill you," I fumed.

I was surprised when I was shoved into the ground by a heated kiss.

"Damn it Priya, you need to stop getting angry," he groaned, pressing his lips to my neck and taking small nips there.

"Does this mean my punishment is done?" I murmured, grabbing for any part of him I could reach. It had been so long, the flames were back in my veins.

"Oh no, girl. It's only just begun."

Ugh this is the most pathetic excuse for a chapter! My family is coming to visit, and I have to write upcoming chapters and go out of town. On the bright side, after November 30th, I will have all the time in the world to write and unlimited internet! Until then, updates will be a bit scattered, but I AM writing, I promise. I hate to leave you on yet another cliffhanger, but I gotta do what I gotta do!