A/N: Pan and Indigo! =D

The Lies of a Writer: Deleted Scene (Pan/Indigo Rough)

Pan reached for her once again, but she ducked, using her surroundings as an obstacle course between them. A few minutes later Pan, still angry, but also having some kind of twisted fun, stopped trying to chase her and merely used magic to pull him towards her from across the room.

Or at least, he tried. Indigo was quick to swipe away the attempt, going on the offense to push Pan back onto his own bed, keeping him there with a layer of magic. Only, he pulled the layer off like it was some sort of bad adhesive. She supposed they were fairly evenly matched then, the two of them. Pan realised it too as the glowing in both of their hands subsided and he pulled her down to the bed with him.

With Indigo's knees on either side of Pan's body, she ground into him, fully clothed as he kissed her hungrily. His tongue gained dominance quickly, his hand quickly undoing the zipper of her jeans and pushing aside her underpants. He was quick, thought Indigo as he thrust two fingers inside of her, beating a steady rhythm that she moaned into his mouth with. He added another as she bounced evenly upon his hands, needing more relief than he was giving her.

She pushed him down, untying his pants that were straining with the force of his erection. She didn't even hesitate to pull off her jeans and underpants before sliding down upon him easily. He held her hips, watching her grind up and down upon him with wide darkened eyes. Indigo continued to push faster until she felt his resolve faltering, her own building in the pit of her stomach, and she sped up until he came within her and she let out the breath she didn't realise she'd been holding, spasming around him.

Indigo climbed off him, catching her breath as Pan smirked at her, taking her position atop her body and pushing at the top she was wearing. Not waiting for her to assist him, he tore at it, pulling the material strips away from her body as he attacked the skin of her neck. He left red marks down her chest, removing the infernal bra with simple magic before sucking at her breasts fiercely. He rolled her other nipple between his fingers as he sucked, blowing on the wet area as he removed it, seeing the area pebble in need and hearing Indigo groan.

Pushing him back over, Indigo repaid the favour, tearing his cotton shirt easily and tossing it aside as she licked her way up his torso. She began to trace her fingernails down his cock, earning a hiss from the boy which she smirked at. Sliding down the bed, she licked the tip of him, tasting him barely as she watched him with purposeful doe eyes. Indigo's tongue flicked out, licking up the sides of his shaft as she held his balls in her hand and squeezed them gently. Taking him into her mouth she began to suck lightly at first, but then, as she took more of him in, he began to thrust into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat as he held her by the back of her hair, grunting with each thrust. She listened to his words that made her gush with wetness each time.

"That's it Indigo," he was saying, his voice strained as he thrusted. "You love it don't you. You want me to come in your mouth don't you-"

Indigo couldn't help but hum in agreement, the sensation causing Pan to tense before he released himself into her mouth. Indigo didn't realise it was so much, feeling a little leak from her mouth as she looked at Pan. She swallowed, licking her lips clean as she was finished. Pan was breathing heavily, the sight of the girl in front of him too much to bear. Reaching out, he swiped the come from her chin, but she caught his finger and sucked it dry. Pan was in awe of the girl, and tracing that same finger downwards, he slid it in between her folds. She moaned aloud as he felt the soaking wetness that existed there. Adding another finger, and another, he soon had her moaning, "Please Pan, please".

But rather that giving it to her so easily, he laid her back down and kissed her fiercely before moving his face downwards and kissing inwards from her thigh. He was avoiding the place where she wanted himm. And she tried guiding his head but he pushed her hands away with magic. It was a moment before she realised her hands were held down to the bed. She could have fought against it, but as his tongue finally found its prize she realised she didn't want to.

"Yes," she breathed out in ecstasy as Pan flicked at her nub, darting his tongue in and out of her folds as he swept up the taste of her. He could feel himself hardening at the erotic nature of what he was doing and the writhing mass that Indigo Garcia had become. Pressing his fingers into her, he began to pump her again, this time, feeling her muscles cramping as she fought to control her own orgasm. She breathed deep but began letting out high pitched whimpers of need as he sped up, fighting her, until she exploded, her juices filling his mouth and decorating his face.

As he went to wipe it away, he saw her coming towards him, to kiss him. She tasted herself on him, licking across his face as she cleaned him of her mess. Pan felt himself grow harder with a deep groan as she kissed his face clean, and returned to his lips where he kissed her forcefully, nipping at her bottom lip and reopening a day old wound that she sucked on to stem.

But his night wasn't over yet. Pushing Indigo onto her back he ordered, "Get on your stomach."

Indigo complied, a little put off by the fact that she could no longer see Pan. But as he ran his hands up her back her ordered again, "Now on your hands and knees." She moved and finally saw where he was going, just before he thrust his cock into her vagina roughly and began to push harder and harder. Indigo moaned loudly as Pan continued, muttering under her breath, hoping that he couldn't hear, "Oh fuck, fuck yes."

Pan waved his hand and a temporary mirror appeared as if to show Indigo his dominance. With each thrust, her breasts were shaking temptingly and Pan reached around to tweak her nipples as he continued to thrust into her. She bent down to her elbows as she felt herself getting to the highest point. But Pan, who wanted to see her when she came, stopped moving and flipped her back over.

"My name," he said beginning to pump in and out of her again. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he pounded into her again and again. She clawed at his back, her hands burning, her orgasm gaining speed relenting finally, "Pan. Pan, Oh God I'm coming. I'm-"

She let out a loud breath as she came, Pan freeing his seed into her before collapsing on his side of the bed. Indigo crawled over to her side, catching her breath just as Pan panted, "That was...good."

It was the closest things to a thank you she was going to get.