#i still have ridges on my teeth and it makes me feel more like. seperated from my peers its really weird

[themadlostgirl]

NDY AU (8)

*Last part of this mini fic! Basically catches up to where we left our lovebirds in the first part. Gonna finish the requests I got and then new story is live!*

Pairing: Reader x Peter Pan

Warnings: language, smut

Over the next several days Peter was by my side as I recovered from my concussion. I had to take shorter days at school and all my babysitting gigs had been cancelled so I could rest. I couldn’t do much to entertain myself since almost everything seemed to trigger my concussion again.

Peter would bring me my homework from school and then do it himself since he said I shouldn’t be overexerting my brain that way. He also read to me since focusing on reading myself hurt too much. He’d sit with me in my room and read a few chapters before my parents came home and kicked him out of the house.

Mom and dad were tolerating Peter for the most part at the moment. They weren’t thrilled and dad was barely speaking to me since I refused to stop seeing Peter but it was a start. Mom wasn’t too pleased either but was kinder to Peter than dad was. Usually letting him finish the chapter he was reading me or offering him a snack before kicking him out.

I think seeing how devoted Peter was to staying by me and taking care of me while I was hurt helped them see how serious this relationship was. Not enough for them to approve but I think that after some more time they’ll be willing to reconsider.

After my concussion was gone life went back to normal. School, babysitting, homework, a few dates with Peter, and tense dinners at home. It was after another one of these awkward family meals where I barely ate anything so I could get out of there quickly that I stayed up trying to get Peter to answer my texts. Just when I was about to give up and go to bed the little shit finally answers me and lo and behold he was waiting in my backyard.

I snuck out of the house with him and we ran down to the beach where a beautiful picnic was set up for us in the sand. We sat and talked and laughed as the night went on. Then things took a surprising turn when I accidentally let slip a mention of sex. I didn’t regret it though. Not a bit.

“I love you and I trust you.” I took held Peter’s face in my hands, “That’s all I need to know.”

“I love you too, Y/N.” he kissed me deeply. And with that one kiss, that confession that he loved me too, my decision was cemented.

“Peter,” I took his hand in mine.

“Yes precious?” he asked. His eyes flickering in the lamp light.

“Will you make love to me?” My face was burning but I was never more sure about anything.

“That’s what you want?”

“I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t.”

“Okay…” he stared at me nervously.

“Scared to have sex with me, Petey?” I teased.

“Never. Just don’t want to mess it up. I don’t even know how to start this.”

“You’ve never…?”

“Never. You’re my only.” he brought me closer and kissed me again. His one arm locked around my lower back while the other wound into my hair.

“You’re off to a good start,” I whispered against his lips.

We seperated for a moment and I slid my pajama top off. I hadn’t been wearing a bra underneath and crossed my arms over my chest. Partly because I was self-conscious but also because it was kinda cold out here. Peter kept on staring at me with wide eyes.

“Care to join club naked or keep staring?”

“Sorry.” he quickly took off his own shirt. Oh wow...is this the first time I’ve seen him shirtless? I would definitely remember such a nice sight.

I shimmied out of my pajama pants next and waited as Peter stumbled to tug off his jeans. There we were sitting on a blanket in only our underwear and the both of us too nervous to take the next step. A breeze off the sea made me shiver.

“Are you cold?” Peter shuffled closer to me and drew me into his arms. His fingers tickled along my spine. He kissed me so that my body flooded with warmth all over.

“Not anymore.” I murmured against his lips. I ran my hands over the soft ridges of his muscles. “Peter…”

“What my pet?” he whispered in a deep, almost hungry, voice, “What do you need?”

“You.” I answered breathless, “I need you…I need to know this is real.”

“If you wish it,”

There was no pretense. Both his hands were in my hair pushing our faces together. Our teeth clattered together but neither of us cared. He left my lips to my neck kissing my heated flesh.

“Love you,” he murmured against my skin. He moved his attentions lower down my collar bone to the valley between my breasts. Swiping his tongue against the sensitive peak of my hardened nipple. “My beautiful girlfriend, love you so much…”

“I love you too,” My voice came out in a breathy moan. My fingers were threaded through his hair. “More than you can know.”

He left my chest to find my lips once more. I could feel his dick poking close to my sex. Close enough that I could feel it but so little friction that it only furthered the ache between my thighs.

I slid my hands to his ass pushing him closer so that he ground against me. “Fuck!” he growled against my neck.

Peter reached both of his hands down to my butt taking hold and hoisting me up around his waist. The hard ridge of flesh between us met me at a new angle and I bucked against him wanting more. Needing more.

“P-Peter,” I wrapped myself tighter around him, “Peter, please...ah...need...I need--” I was cut off by my own strangled moans.

“I know…” Peter was having trouble speaking too, “I know what you need.”

He laid me down against the blanket and hovered above me. Without his body against me the chill night air started to set in against my naked flesh. “Come back, warmth.” I whined.

“Sorry, you’re just so beautiful. I had to take it all in.” he laid himself flat atop me. The feel of his warm and solid body made me shiver for an entirely new reason.

“You are such a sap.” I giggled. “You don’t look too bad yourself.”

“Keep teasing me,” he bumped his nose against mine, “see where it gets you.”

“Is that supposed to be a threat cause teasing you so far has gotten you naked on top of me. Try again.”

He rolled his eyes and kissed my nose. “You’re lucky I love you.”

“I know.” I pulled him down for a deeper kiss. “I know.”

“Wait!” he shot up and I groaned again.

“What is it now?” I couldn’t take how anxious this was making me. If he keeps shying away I am just going to pin him down and take control of the situation myself.

“I don’t have any protection.” he frowned.

“I’m on the pill dummy.” I answered. I grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him back to me. “Although I am relieved that you showed concern for not having a condom.”

“I love you, Y/N, but I don’t want to be a dad just yet.”

“Nor I a mother.” I kissed him. “We good?”

“We’re perfect.” He kissed me again and we relaxed once more as we reclined against the blanket.

Nothing else mattered then. We weren’t scared of what we were doing or the chance that someone may come across us boning on the beach. It was just us and nothing could touch us. I held Peter close and whispered to him to take me. I wanted this. I needed this. Now if only he would do it.

He claimed my mouth again before pushing into me. It didn’t hurt like I was expecting it to. Maybe that really was just a myth that chastity conscious people spread to deter girls from sex.

When he lay fully in me we stayed still simply breathing each other in. A sense of relief and contentment cutting through the stench of sex and breaking the tension between us.

It was only now that I felt him trembling. My name pleading hot and hushed from his lips. “Y/N...Y/N…”

I smoothed my hands down his back. “Peter, look at me. I’m here.” I assured him, “I’m right here. Right where I should be.”

“With me?”

“For as long as you’ll have me.” I couldn’t help but chuckle.

A small smirk tugged at his mouth. “And if I say eternity?”

“Then eternity it is.” I peppered kisses over his face, down his neck and to his shoulders.

He rolled his hips slowly, pulling out and sinking back into me again as we found our rhythm. It was surprisingly easy. It was like our bodies knew exactly what they were doing already. Every touch and caress. Every tiny sweet spot pressed until we were both a moaning mess.

The entire time there were hushed pretty words whispered in my ear. Stay. Together. Beautiful. Forever.

Forever with him. It seemed a wonderful idea.

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