PETER PAN (ROBBIE KAY) X READER
OMG OMG OMG loving your blog I was wondering if u could do peter pan smut were u really wanna get pan going to u start to flirt with Felix pan gets pissed and ties u up and fucks you hard core lots of foreplay please and thx 💋💋❤❤
Heyyy I absolutely looove you’re writing, could you do an imagine veeeryy roughh ass smut where pan is jealous at first, you can make you up any senario of that 😉 thank you!!!
Smut where Peter lies to you and you punish him by ignoring him all day but make it sexually frustrating for him by teasing him so that night she puts him in his place ;)
photo creds: @mykissingstyle
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“Shh, shh,” you giggled and darted behind the flourishing tree, a finger to your lips as you signaled Felix to be quiet.
The footsteps you’d heard passed by, kicking up clouds of leaves in their noisy wake, and just missing you.
Felix grinned from behind the opposite tree.
“You almost got us caught you ass,” you said, poking out your tongue.
Felix grinned, his scar creasing, his goofy cheeks alight with round dimples.
“Why would it matter?” he said, shaking his shaggy blonde hair away from his eyes.
You pursed your lips, a hand on your hip when you spoke, “Because, Pan was being a dick and he doesn’t deserve our attention.”
Felix let his head rest against the bark of the scraggly tree as he listened.
You sighed and drooped your head, “Recently, he’s refused to let me be around the lost boys, and I don’t know why. He promised me I could join in on the fun again if I swore to be on my best behavior.”
“And what a good job of that you’re doing,” Felix chuckled.
“Oh shut up. Anyways, that’s the point, he was lying, and frankly I don’t know what I should’ve expected from him anyways. So, if he’s gonna sneak around behind my back, I’ll sneak around his, cause’ two can play at that game.”
Felix shifted his position, a whisper tumbling off his chapped lips, “And how do you plan on getting your revenge?”
You giggled, your fingers twirling a stray strand of your hair by your ear.
“I’m doing it right now babe, see, I’m with you.”
Felix raised his eyebrows curiously, “Yet I get the feeling you had something else in mind?”
A golden beam of light skipped through the green overgrowth, illuminating Felix’s features.
You pointed a toe forward, a grin tickling the corners of your mouth as you drew closer to Felix’s tall stature.
“Hm?” you sung out sweetly. “Maybe you’re right, maybe there was a reason he wanted me away from the lost boys.”
Your feet crunched over the withered dead leaves on the forest floor, and Felix’s eyes lit up in recognition. He gulped down the lump in his throat, but didn’t move, instead he let you come to him. His eyes flickered across your body, which seemed petite in comparison to his.
“Prove me right then,” he said, playing along, his fingers flicking through his shaggy hair.
You swaggered closer, your last step towards him becoming a leap as you bounded into his rock hard chest. The soft dirt swirled through the air as he caught you, both arms instinctively wrapping around your rounded hips. He bent down, his lips finding yours instantly. You brought your dirty fingernails to his chin, forcibly closing the tight gap between your mouths with a soft moan. You flicked your tongue against his chapped lips, tasting them before exploring his mouth a little with your tongue, but you soon found your way back to the outside of his mouth, where you nibbled and sucked until they were smooth against yours. Felix let out a low groan into your mouth, and you caught it between your lips. Your hands streaked through his tangled hair, clawing and combing with animal-like hunger as he hoisted you up, your legs wrapping around his waist as he held you firmly in his large hands, which both applied pressure to your bouncy bottom. You giggled with satisfaction and pulled away momentarily.
“I like this.”
Felix smiled, but only for a second, for his face quickly grew dark.
“I don’t,” you heard a voice say from behind your back.
Felix dropped you down to the forest floor, his eyes pulling away guiltily from yours.
“Pan,” you grumbled, facing the boy who stood back lazily against a nearby tree.
He stared straight into your eyes, green orbs reflecting the colors of the fresh forest leaves.
“Ugh,” you frowned, “Were you spying on us? Just..leave us be.”
“I won’t leave you be,” Pan said, and you were now aware that he was addressing you much more than he was Felix.
“What do you want?” you said ignoring him.
Pan’s face tightened, his eyes now moving to Felix’s.
“I want you to leave,” he said to Felix. “I need to have a word alone with (Y/N).”
Felix opened his mouth and stuttered, “Look, don’t make this about her, I-”
“Now,” Pan repeated firmly.
Felix didn’t even throw you a second glance as he darted out of sight.
“Good,” you said sarcastically, “Great, there goes my fun.”
Peter’s nostrils flared in warning, “You think that’s fun, do you?”
You smiled angrily, eyes narrowing, “If it means that you would lay off me for even two fucking minutes then yes, it is.”
Peter’s cheeks grew warm as he retorted, “What’s this attitude about?”
“It’s about the fact that you won’t leave me alone, and that you lied to me.”
“I only lied to you to stop this precise thing from happening.”
“And why’s that?”
“Because I hate seeing you like that.”
“The lost boys, or…Felix.”
“You infuriate me.”
The tension between your bodies strung thick in the air, and your breathing was slightly heavy from snapping back at Peter so quickly.
“You think that meant something?” You murmured, referring to Felix.
“It sure looked like it,” Peter said, his voice hoarse.
“You’re stupidity drives me insane.”
“Huh?” Peter questioned, his anger receding.
“I just wanted to prove a point. If you don’t want me toying with the lost boys than that’s fine, but it’s not them you should be worried about, it’s you.”
Peter pursed his lips an eyebrow raised.
You smiled, “Your cute when your jealous, you know that?”
Peter remained still.
“The other lost boys,” you began, “Meh, they’re fun, but I can’t stand it when you isolate me and ignore me.”
“Because?” he asked.
“Because I’d never let their hands go to far, that’s just for you,” you chuckled lightly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
A small grin grew on Peter’s lips.
You walked over to him and inhaled his foresty scent, bringing your lips inches from his. He bent over you, lips barely brushing yours before you sent a quick slap to his cheek.
His eyebrows furrowed, a startled gasp emitting from his lips.
“That was for being such a dick.”
You turned to walk away but he grabbed you hips first, and when you blinked you were no longer outside, but instead in Peter’s cozy hideaway room.
The candles around the room cast a faint glow through the room, and the shadows flickered steadily across the dark wooden floorboards. A large bed sat in the middle of the room, draped in silky white sheets which you were instantly thrown upon.
“Agh-” you started, falling face first into the fluffy pillows.
Peter slinked over your form, ready to bound you to the bed, but you grabbed him by the hips, seizing the rope from his hands and tying him up to the bed yourself.
His shimmering eyes stared into yours curiously, watching your every move as you ripped down every piece of clothing on his body and your own.
You trailed kisses across every inch of his skin you could reach until you found his perky shaft, which bounced up in your soft hands. You gripped your two hands around the base and dipped his tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around to the beat of Peter’s muffled groans. You pecked little kisses on the top, about to push more in but instead deciding you’d prefer to tease him further. Peter tried to protest, wanting more, but you simply sat back and watched him with a small smile. You crawled over the top of his rippled chest and used it as a surface to sit on as you spread your legs wide open so that Peter could see but not touch. You smirked and licked two of your fingers before plunging them straight towards your core, dipping them in and out over and over, your eyelids slamming closed as shrill little moans fell from your lips. Peter growled, infuriated, his eyes ravenous as he watched you please yourself. You continued until a thick wave of your juices spilled across his chest, covering his smooth skin, but you didn’t clean up, and simply blinked innocently at Peter, licking your fingers clean with a loud slurp.
“I’d share but unfortunately that wouldn’t be much of a punishment, would it?”
Peter gasped, his hands tugging at the ropes that bound him, and you saw them loosen but didn’t stop him.
You jumped back over his shaft, dipping the whole thing down your throat and pumping him until the ropes were ripped free, and his moans came loud and clear as he spat out the gag.
Peter chucked you underneath him, making up for lost time as he chewed at your skin until it was raw, biting and kissing at your jaw, behind your ear, and down your stomach.
You moaned in pleasure, biting hard on your lower lip when his mouth found your breathing heat.
He dipped his tongue into your hole, his hands pounding at your ass cheeks with each movement of his tongue.
You didn’t know if you should scream from pleasure or pain, so you did both, your mangled cries coming loud as Peter pounded and sucked through wave after wave of your juices, his tongue swirling around continuously for what felt like eternity.
Before it had started it was over, and he instead substituted his tongue for his length, which he kept still momentarily.
“Don’t…tease me,” he growled between his clenched teeth.
“You deserved i-” you started, but your words never finished leaving your lips, for his length had entered you. Your toes curled, your fingernails clenched on his hips as he bobbed over you, dipping in and out of you to the thrum of your pleas for more. He moved faster, dipping closer to your core, his breath coming thick and heavy, sweat dripping from his forehead, eyes shut as he gasped and slammed his hips against yours roughly. A loud profanity echoed through the small room as he twitched inside of your tight body, coming down a final time, Your teeth bit at his skin roughly as you tried desperately to keep a grip on yourself, but it was no use, your come and his mingled, flowing out across your bodies and staining the silky sheets. Peter rolled over, his brown ruffled hair plastered to his forehead.
You lay there for a while, a withered mess, tears at your eyes from the intensity of Peter’s force.
“(Y/N)” Peter cooed and climbed back over you.
“N-” you began, too exhausted for more.
Peter saw your tired body and crawled down to your lap, where he cleaned up the mess he’d left with little kitten licks. When he was done, he stretched back towards you, his slender form curving around you as he pulled you close into an embrace, his lips finding the crook of your neck.
“Love?” he whispered.
“Mm,” you mumbled sleepily.
“You’re a tease.”