This is a dominant Y/N and naughty Pan request from anon. To the requestor; hope you like it!
Sweat is trickling down my face as I make my way through the thick flora of the jungle. Not even shade can offer refuge against the incessant heat of the afternoon. My brain is urging my body to move forward but my steps are getting sluggish and I’m losing my momentum as the hours pass. There is no way I can reach the Spring without stopping for a few minutes first. I still had at least a solid three hour hike ahead of me, maybe even four hours. You’ve found it once before, you’ll find it again, I chant to myself as doubt starts to creep its way into my head again.
If I don’t reach the Spring tonight this whole risky trek across the island will be in vain and all those people back in the settlement will surely die. There’s also the chance that he’d find me before I even reached the Spring. But this time I knew what to expect, or rather, who to expect. This time, I was ready for Pan.
I, along with the rest of the people from the northern tip of the island never ventured down past Bears Hiding Place. This was the second time I was making the exception, and I had no intention of failing again. Since i was the only person who had ever returned in one piece from this type of mission, i was voluntold to set out for the Spring again. I reluctantly agreed, knowing full well that the only reason i had survived the first trip was because Pan had decided to spare my life, for reasons unknown to me. I didn't want to push my luck, but it was for the greater good of everyone-so here I am, walking through the wild jungle of Neverland alone. Again.
People have been falling ill in my settlement and no one can place the ailment. We know that it must be something that’s being ingested.The first signs are stomach spasms, followed by a high fever, hallucinations, and unconsciousness. Lastly, the black tongue appears before the victim’s death. In less than 4 days dozens have already died.  Even though we didn’t know the cause of the mysterious illness, we knew what could cure it; one sip of the Spring’s water had the power to cure any condition. Of course, the Spring itself was located on the most remote part of the island and safeguarded by Pan.
I had the privilege to meet his acquaintance some time ago when I first sought its water-and had the scar to prove it. I instinctively reach my hand over to the side of my neck and feel the smooth curve of the mark Pan’s blade left on me. My hand falls back to my side as I think back to the smirk on his face and the crazed look in his eyes as he stood over me, his foot pressing my chest down to the ground as I laid there, horrified and waiting for my death; but it didn’t come. Instead, he grabbed my carafe that was filled with the Spring’s water and emptied it on me. “No one on this island gets this water without my permission” Pan hissed at me, his green eyes almost glowing in the dark, and just like that he was gone, and I was left bleeding and alone. Â
I shake my head slightly, trying to get rid of Pan’s piercing green eyes from my head. It was strange how his eyes stayed so vivid in my head. It felt like the memory of his face was always new in my mind. I wince uncomfortably at my thoughts. I wasn’t going to let him get to me this time, no matter what.
I continue along the path to the Spring until a lagoon comes to view on my left. I know I shouldn’t stop but I’m literally melting away, my energy spent fighting against the jungle's elements. Just for a few minutes, Y/N, i tell myself as i make my way over to the sandy shore of the lagoon to examine it more closely.Â
The surface of the water is still, and I can see right down to the bottom; it didn't seem to deep. I glance around at the quiet area around me and set my pack down> I peel my sticky clothing from my body and lay out the long white shirt, pants and my underwear flat on the sand, hoping the sun would help dry them quickly. I unbraid my long hair and let it fall down my back as I step cautiously into the cool pristine waters, sighing as its freshness surrounds my warm body. I swim out a bit further into the lagoon and giggle as the tiny fish around me kiss my bare legs. In that moment i feel safe, and I allow myself to float on my back, completely relaxed and enjoying the calm moment.
I’m still floating when I hear some movement by the shore, like some shuffling of feet. I bring my body upright in the water and start treading water.  “Hello?” I call out, keeping the fear out of my voice. “Are these yours?” a familiar voice asks. I turn my body to look towards where I had left my clothes, only to find Peter Pan standing there, holding them in his hands. A feeling grips my insides, but i'm not sure if its fear or anticipation..Maybe it's a bit of both. Something is about to go down between us now. I suck in my breath and nod my head slowly, unsure whether he could see me do so or not.
I take my time swimming towards the shore, in no hurry to face Pan. When my feet are able to reach to the bottom of the lagoon, I start walking out of the water, my naked body coming into Pan’s view with every step I take towards him. I know if I’m to stand any chance against him I can’t show him any signs of weakness; that includes running away and trying to cover up my body. I straighten myself up and reach my hands up to my head and pull my hair to the side to twist the water out of it.
 I notice that Pan’s eyes aren’t on my face; instead they’re focused on my sashaying hips. His tongue glides quickly over his lips and I smile, knowing I already have the upper hand. Silly, silly, boy. I flick my hair back over my should and drops of water reach Pans face. He blinks at me curiously, finally releasing his penetrating glare from my body.
 I stop right before I reach him and look at him in the same regard, causing him to smirk. “Pan” I start calmly, keeping my voice steady even though I’m a mess inside. He’s going to kill me. “Thank you for collecting my clothes. Can I have them back now? Or would you like a few more moments?” I ask in an even tone. Pan raises his eyebrows at me “Have we met?” he asks me, looking even more intrigued than he did just moments ago while he was observing me. “Yes” I reply simply, not bothering with a further explanation.Â
He stares at me hard, trying to place my face and I’m starting to get more uncomfortable with my own nakedness. “Ah, yes. I do remember now, Y/N” he says, his eyes suddenly glinting with interest. “May I?” Pan brings his hand to my neck and my body freezes as his fingertips trace my scar. He knows he did this to me. “You didn’t even put up a fight that night.” He chuckles slowly and looks down at my body again, bringing his own coming closer to mine. “My, you look different” he continues, his breath sending an involuntary shiver down my spine. His shirt brushes against my breasts and I feel my nipples perk up in response. “Well, I’m naked” I reply dryly. “Indeed, you are” Pan responds, a small smirk playing on his lips as he continues to take me in; it almost looks as though his cheeks are flushing pink. I use the moment of his distraction to look at him more closely. His thick brown hair was unkempt but his clothes looked clean; he obviously cared about his appearance. He didn’t have a big build, but his forearms looked toned and his shoulders are broad. My eyes look over his face and I note how soft his round lips look. My insides stir against their will. If only he weren’t an evil asshole…
 “I’ll take my clothes back now” I suddenly say and don’t wait for him to hand me my clothes;  I simply snatch them from his hands and pull the white long shirt over my head. I can’t be bothered with my pants or the underwear; the shirt alone covers everything I need it to. I bend down and open my pack to stuff the rest of the clothes in, exposing several empty carafes I was carrying as well.
“I see you’re back for some of that water again” Pan chuckles lightly as I stand back up. I stay quiet and continue to look at Pan. “You’re not getting it.” He finally spits out at me after a long pause. “I already told you once – no one gets that water without my permission” he says through clenched teeth.
 I watch as Pan’s eyes cloud over with anger. Ignoring the terror starting in my gut, I start to respond “Well, give me permission then, to take some water.” I say clearly.
“What? You want me to give you permission? Just like that?” he sneers at me. Shoot, I thought maybe that would work. “Alright then, what do I have to do to get it?” I hold my breath as I wait for him to answer me.
Pan looks at me thoughtfully for some time, and then breathes in slowly through his nose, a smiling breaking across his face in resolve.  “Let’s play a game, shall we? If you play nice, I’ll let you have some" he says, his eyebrow arching up suggestively.
“A game? I don’t really like games” Or where this is going, I think to myself as Pan starts to circle around me.Â
“Something tells me that you’ll like this one very, very much, Y/N” he whispers into my ear once he reaches my front again. His voice is dripping with lust, and it fills me with a strange desire.
Pan grabs my shirt and pulls me against him, crushing my lips with his. My eyes fly open in surprise and I’m met with his stare as he pushes his hot tongue between my lips and into my mouth. I’m infuriated. He wants me to play nice, does he? He’s in for a rude awakening. I feel Pan snake his rough hands under my shirt and grip my waist, his fingers digging into the fleshy part of my lower back.
I bring my hands up to the back of his neck and rake my nails hard across the nape of his neck, scratching his skin. His mouth begins to open in protest against mine but I pull him back into me again, kissing him harder and biting down on his bottom lip. “Bitch” he grunts as he yanks his mouth away from mine “I said, play nice!” he exclaims, his breath hot on my face. I laugh at him, enjoying the upper hand, “No," I breathe, "that’s not how I play.”
I don’t know what comes over me, but before I realize what I’m doing I lean all my weight on Pan, making him to loose his balance and fall back on the ground, taking me with him. The wind is knocked out of me for a moment and I feel Pan try to roll me over. I quickly part my legs and straddle Pan’s middle, sitting up on him bearing down on his growing hardness as I lift my shirt over my head, exposing myself again.
I watch as Pan’s eyes widen in surprise as I take his hands and place them over my breasts. “Do something!” I gasp out him as I start to grind my hips in circles over him. Pan complies and starts massaging my breasts in his hands, flicking my nipples with his thumbs. A small moan breaks away from my mouth as he pulls me down to him and begins to suck on them slowly, whirling his tongue around each nipple until he takes each one between his teeth and bites on them.
I shift my weight on him again and my lips move back to Pan’s as I feel his hands saunter down to his waist and pull down his pants, lifting his hips briefly to help slide them down a bit further. I reach my hand down and find his thickness; I can barely wrap my hand around him. I swallow hard as I bring him to my entrance and slide down on him in one fluid motion. Pan’s hands are on my hips in an instant, coaxing me to ride him. I let his hands guide me as I use my legs for leverage and bounce on his dick, feeling every inch of him in me as I drive myself hard down on him time and time again. Pan bends his knees up and my i lean my back against him, still pumping my hips along his hardness. His hands move up to the sides of my ribcage, right under my breasts and he pulls me down into him harder. I faintly hear animal like noises close to us, and it takes me a minute to realize that they're coming from Pan.
 Without warning, Pan flips me over on my back and removes himself from me. “You can’t have all the fun” he grins wickedly and I watch as he quickly removes his shirt and kicks off his pants before kneeling between my legs and entering me again.
We both moan loudly as he lunges himself in me. His hips are working in quick spurts, making my whole body shake with his motions. Pan lifts up my right leg and moves it over his shoulder, allowing him to plunge deeper in me. I'm completely open to him now. “Fuck, Y/N” Pan mumbles to himself as he picks up his speed. He glides his hand down my abdomen until he reaches my clit and begins to rub it to the rhythm of his pounding. Our eyes meet for an instant and my insides explode with pleasure, my orgasm taking me completely by surprise. I cry out and Pan leans down and kisses the scar on my neck gently, slowing down his thrusts as my breathing calms down.
I feel Pan slip out of me and lie by my side and I assume he’s done as well. I give myself a few moments before I open my eyes again to look at him. His green eyes are staring into mine and I can’t help but smile. Bloody demon. “So, does this mean I get to take the water back with me?” I ask him, grinning from ear to ear. “Maybe,” he starts, leaning in closer to me “but first, I think there’s something you need to finish.” Confused, I follow Pan’s gaze downward and gasp, “Still?!”
