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Neverland Nightmare

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Neverland had not fallen apart even after the defeat of peter pan the sea had not swaloed the island. The day had started like any other his best man Smee had dressed him in his finest the Revenge was all decked out. Peter had attacked right on time with a sweet something in toe. The lost boys had been winning until one of his men stabbed peter in the back the dagger slipping between his ribs. Peter had fallen to the deck as Hook swung his sword cleaving his head from his shoulders.

It was unreal he had finally one he had the body tied to the bow of his ship. He even sailed back and fourth across the bay before feeding peter to the gator. But now he had a problem the sweet something Wendy was in his cabin sobbing like a lost child. He did not know what to do with her the lost boys did not want her to happy to play with the savages. They had left Wendy in her night on his ship Peters blood on her.

“Wendy what shall I do with you” he moved from one end to the other” there was no part in the plan on what to do with a teenage girl one only 13 or 14 she was useless. He had plenty of wenches in the harbor that could do what she could ten times over. He moved stabbing the wall with his hook as he looked over the shaking Wendy. “Tell me little sweet what should I do with you”
 
Wendy's shoulders couldn't stop shaking as she sobbed and cried for the death of her beloved Peter Pan, the memory burning eternall in her mind as she helplessly watched Hook chop his head right off. Right after that, she was abandoned by the lost boys, including her very own little bothers, upon the deck of Hook's pirate ship. Distraught, abandoned and alone, Wendy was having a truly terrible day.

Gripping at her nightgown, still stained with Peter's blood, Wendy said nothing to Hook, staring down at her lap as tears silently rolled down her pale cheeks. She slowly looked up at Hook with her ocean blue eyes, wondering what he'd do with her
 
"My princess you need not worry i would not hurt you" he had dresses brought in and a meal begun he would seduce her it would be his next great adventure. no doubt she was still a maiden or she would not have arrived in neverland. "Now change into something more fitting a princes" a hot tub was full or warm water and bubble. he left to go behind a lace curtain that could see almost anything or even everything.
 
She stayed still at first as she was presented with a hot bubble bath and clean clothes, hesitant of doing anything. Then again, there was nothing else she could do in her state. In her mournful state, she didn't seem aware of Hook's presence behind the thin lace curtain as she slowly slipped off her nightgown, letting it fall to her feet. She stood there for a moment, naked except for a pair of white panties as she let down her golden brown curls down from her updo. Finally stepping out of her panties. She stood there in her flawles, creamy skin, holding her small budding breasts as she gntly sank into the hot tub letting out a deep sigh.
 
Hook watched her entranced by her young form she was so thin almost a wisp of a girl and so fragile like a feather. He did not speak instead he removed his coat placing it on a chair taking off his makeup. He was old enough to be her father but like many in Neverland he had not aged a day keeping his good looks. "Over there" he pointed the food was the best in Neverland he knew she would love it. Slowly he entered with a tray of pastries and wine she was to young but no one would complain. "Hello Wendy is there anything you desire" he could take her if he had to but a fight only made sex into forced masturbation. He wanted the girl to come to his bed willingly only in that way would he truly defeat pan.
 
Wendy gasped, turning to look back at him, turning bright red as she tried to cover up her naked body, even if she was in the tub and covered in bubbles.Frowning at him, she shook her head, her cheeks scarlet with both embarassement and anger, "No, Thank you" She replied firmly, as she gazed over at the pastries, then the wine, "And I'm far too young to drink wine, Captain" She added as a matter-of-factly, lifting up her head a bit. Wendy has always been a bit of a snooty child. It would take a lot more to impress or persuade her, "I am, however, a lady. So If you please, would you mind giving me some privacy?"
 
He had the men place the dress on a chair he was not used to real women every one in never land was an savage or a whore. He had enough of both of them to know the difference between the two of them. "As you wish but can you join me on the deck for a dance" He smiled getting one good look of the bathing beauty. he headed up to the deck the men had been given a gold eight each and a rum ration. he waited for Wendy willing to go and get her if he had to even if she was kicking and screaming. "smee take the night of as well" he flicked an eight to him as he waited for her.
 
After a long bath that finally relaxed her nerves, Wendy slipped on the only dress laid out for her, frowning at the amount of cleavage provied with the low square neckline. She let her hair soft curls down onto her shoulders. Taking one look at herself in the mirror, she looked as miserable as she felt, her eyes still red. She sighed, and cleared up her throat, befoe turning around and heading out to the deck to meet Hook. She grudgingly accepted his offer, as much as she'd hate to. However, this is pretty much where she's stuck at the moment so she'll have to play along, "Captain.." She nodded in greeting, her eyes slightly narrowed in suspicion.
 
Hook was in his best uniform his hair was as black as in his youth his mouth was formed into a shocked o. "I have seen many Maidens but non as fair as thee" he offered his hand taking her into his arms. she was so small and frail, but far better manured then that little boy pan and his lost boys. He placed his other hand on the small of her back before he slowly began to spin taking the small girl with him. "what does pan have that i don't i have men, wealth, looks" he held her gently as they danced over the wooden gun deck. Music played in the back ground candles lighting the large gun deck.

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She seemed more disgusted than flattered by his compliment, reluctantly taking his hands before he took her into his arms. She remained silent, staring at her feet, wishing this would be over with as she danced with him. At his question, she looked up at him and answered, "He has plenty. He has a heart that you obviously lack" She replied, a smirk upon her lips, "That's worth much more"
 
Hook loved to tell stories some were true others came from his head. "I was once a dashing officer with a beautiful fiance" He smiled brushing some hair out of her face he could see that Peters death had really broken her up. He continued to dance seeing if she was listening to his story he had begun to weave. His hand on her soft back her warm body so close to his it was like heaven being next to her. "But i left to fight in the war, then my ship was pulled into this strange world" he looked into her eyes was it the truth or like almost everything in Neverland just another story.
 
Wendy was unsure whether to believe his little story or not, but decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. Finally looking up at him, she slightly raised an eyebrow, "That's awful.." She whispered softly, before she raised an eyebrow, "But...why did you become enemies with Peter, then? He could helped you go home..back to your fiance.." She asked curiously, a slight frown upon her lips as she grew skeptical
 
A gentle dip before her answered her question "That was long before i met peter, you see i needed provisions" he had met tiger lilies father and his wife at the time well he was smitten so much that he and fir lilies mother. "Well i got into a spat with the chief and well peter had to help his friend" so the war had begun. he only found out later that he had a daughter and by then they were mortal enemies. he smiled feeling the girls body close to him brought back such painful and pleasant memories.
 
Wendy was silent, before looking up at him once again, her eyes softening "I see....Makes this whole animosity seem...silly, really. No violence was really necessary....Nor death.." She muttered the last part before she narrowed her eyes, her grip on him tightening, more of hate than need or anything. Peter wass dead because of this man..and she was dancing with him?! "I'd like that drink now, please.."
 
He let go of her only after a few minutes the entire evening was the last joke of a long series of unfunny jokes. “Yes it is we both tried over time but are men are not always, obedient” what self respecting man ends up in immortal combat with a child not yet old enough to shave. Or seducing a girl that still plays with dolls its not the sort of life any one would have planned. “Its a very good wine the women make it” yes there were women in a pirate town. There were also savage women and former slaves depending on the pirates taste.
 
"Oh?" She never knew of any pirate women here. When it comes to the stories of Peter Pan, she was far more interested in Peter and the lost boys, the mermaids or the red indians. Suddenly, she was finding them a lot more intrigueing now, no longer the two-dimensional villains she once thought them to be. For the first time since she's been to Neverland, Wendy looked up at Hook and gave him a small, soft smile
 
Reaching for the wine he instead poured her a cup of tea unlike peter he had grown up in high class society. "Yes, in fact two women became loves of a great pirate, in fact they were twice the pirate he was" slowly he sat down seeing what a good cup of tea and a little food could do to ones disposition. "In fact one of the most famous pirates was a school teacher from the colonies elected by the crew that seized his ships" most people only saw a pirate at the end of a musket pirates like any person came in all size and shapes. He smiled at her looking at her hand he took it into his she looked so small and afraid.
 
She blinked in surprise when he gave her cup of tea instead, raising an eebrow slightly but accepting it as she took a sip of her tea. She listened quietly as he talked more about pirates and such, seeming fascinated now. As he held her hand in his, she blushed a bit, looking up at him
 
"We are no monsters most have families its a job its no who we are" he was a painter for one able to copy the masters if only unable to make his own great works of art. Slowly he leaned forwards placing his hand under her jaw. "Mrs Wendy may i have a kiss" he asked in the softest tone he could manage. The game had grown so tiring with the local woman who were far to easy to catch through money or wine.
 
She blushed a bright shade of red as he placed his hand under haw and leaned forward, gulping abt, her heart beating fat within her chest. Peter has never asked to kiss her, always avoiding her lips, and was far too immature for that sort of thing. As a girl, she really did want romance from a man. Yes...a man. Not a little boy who simply refuses to grow up! She nodded shyly as she slowly closed her eyes, clearly nervous and inexperienced
 
He placed his lips to hers doing nothing more his finger stroking her cheek as he kissed her for several seconds. He pulled back kissing her again and again small kissed that young lovers may give each other. "You need a man" he spoke kissing her every few seconds the taste of her young lips on his. "you need a man to show you what a beautiful woman you truly are" he kissed he one last time puling back.
 
Wendy seemed to melt with each kiss Captain Hook gave her. Who ever knew that an old man like him could kiss like that? Her pale cheeks now a dark red, her eyes slightly hazy, she looked at him slightly dazed as she nodded. No one has ever made her feel like this...like an older girl...like a young lady..like a woman. And she really, really liked it
 
His hand slid gently from her lower back to her ass cupping the small but round cheeks in his hands. he kissed over her lips and down her neck pressing his lips gently to her skin before kissing back up. his other hand gently untying the strings of the top of her dress he wa snot sure she was ready but he was.
 
Wendy jumped a bit as he cpped her ass, throwing her head back and groaning softly as he kissed down her neck, shivering a bit. As he started to untie the strings of her dress, her eyes widened as she froze, feeling the dress start to slip off her fragile body, "Nngh..." She whimpered softly
 
slowly he watched her paled whit skin come into view inch by inch the dress fell further form her small body. his hand moved to her chin taking her lower lip in a deep and passion filled kiss of his his tongue tasted her lip. he saw the top of her chest nothing to write home about but firm and more then a child's. he watched it slip further revealing small perky nipples as he continued to kiss her delicious lips. the dress had been designed not to need a bra not that she had been wearing one when he found her.
 
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