After the smoke cleared you were in a house you had never seen and it was barely furnished, like whoever was living here didn’t plan to stay long.
You tried to back away from Peter, but he held you close to him.
‘Alone at last, Darling.’ he smiled.
You glared at him, tears still fresh in your eyes.
‘So this is it huh? I’m yours now? Fine.’ you spat pulling your hair from it’s now sloppy bun.
‘I give you my body or you start dropping bodies?’ you snarled as you removed your top angrily.
Peter watched you pull your skirt off with no emotion on his face.
‘If that’s how it is then fine, but don’t expect me to pretend there is any love in this.’ you said.
Peter stared at you another second later before a dark grin came to his face.
‘If that’s how you want to do this love.’ he smiled, removing his shirt.
He quickly picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist before pinning you against a wall.
He went to kiss you but you turned your head so his lips hit your jaw instead.
He sighed and rested his head on your shoulder, before letting go of you and backing away.
‘It’s no fun if you don’t enjoy it.’ he complained.
‘Well I guess it won’t ever be fun, because I’ll never enjoy being with you. Not in the bedroom or out of it.’ you said.
‘You sure about that?’ he challenged.
‘I’m positive, you disgust me and your touch makes my skin crawl. If I wasn’t all my dad had left I’d say I prefer you kill me.’ you glared.
‘Before we continue this chat, I must say its hard to find you threatening when you’re half naked.’ he smirked.
Your glare intensified.
‘Fine, I’ll show you how fair I can be. If I have you begging me to kiss you with in...lets say one week. After that you will drop the attitude and willingly share my bed.’ he offered.
‘And when I don’t, because that will never happen.’ you replied.
Peter thought for a second.
‘Then I will let you go...I’ll pick a new...better behaved girl.’ he bargained.
‘Why not skip the game and just get another girl?’
‘There are two very simple answers to that question, one, I love a good game, and two, I want you. I wan to break through your walls and make you love me so much you’d kill for me.’ he said stepping back into your personal space.
‘Good luck with that.’ you spat as you walked away, going to grab your clothes.
Once you were dressed you looked around the house, you were in a very plain living room. It only consisted of a beige couch, wooden coffee table, an empty book shelf and a TV system.
‘Where are we, magic or not you don’t have good enough credit to buy a house.’ you said as you go look out the window and see that you were somewhere in the woods.
‘You’d be surprise what magic is capable of when you’re willing to pay the price. My immortality was my price so the power I have here is great, all the more reason to be with me.’ Peter said walking up behind you, placing a arm around you.
You angrily shook him off.
‘You can’t bribe me, Peter.’
‘By all means call me Pan.’ he smiled.
‘The Charmings are going to know you are here, Peter. How long do you think it will take them to defeat you? Kill you maybe? Or maybe they won’t have to, not if your son gets to you first.’ you threatened.
‘Those fools can’t over power me, not at full strength. They only bested me in Neverland because the magic of the island was dying, but here, the magic is strong.’ he said confidently.
You rolled your eyes and stormed up the stairs.
‘Where are you going?’
‘To find a bed, running through the woods to save your father and having your freedom taken from you is very tiresome.’ you sassed.
‘The master bedroom is downstairs, and you did swear to share a bed with me.’ Peter smiled smugly.
You groaned nearly a solid thirty seconds as you stomped down the stairs and marched past Peter down the hall that you assumed lead to the bedroom.
Your assumption was right.
The master bedroom was as plain as the living room, only a king sized bed, a nightstand, a his and hers bathroom, and a walk in closet. You saw some clothes in there and recognized them from your room.
You were silently impressed as you removed your clothes a second time and changed into some sweats.
You turned to get scared to death when you see Peter in the bed.
‘Ready for our first nap together?’
You were tempted to just run upstairs and lock yourself in a room.
With a defeated sigh you went and got in the bed stay as far from Peter as you could without falling off.
‘Why so distant?’ he teased.
‘Because you disgust me, hopefully when I wake up this will all have been a nightmare.’ you answered, turning over, giving him the literal cold shoulder.
‘Sweet dreams to you too love.’ Peter smiled.
