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Morning After|Peter

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Out on the Town | Wendy and Peter

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He pouted at her, deflating instantly as he half-whined, half-pleaded. “Do I have to, Wendy…?” He didn’t find the rooms around them interesting. The only room in a house he’d ever found remotely interesting was the Darlings’ nursery, and that was more for the inhabitants than the furnishings. He was much more a fan of carving out his own little home like the one he had shared with the Lost Boys so long ago.

“Not fond of showers?” she said, laughing a little as she saw his little pout as she crossed her arms over her bare chest. Wendy then turned on the shower, stepping in, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. But I would like some help with my shower though,” she said with a small smirk.

He chewed his bottom lip as he watched her get into the shower, going over his options quickly before deciding that maybe, so long as he didn’t have to soap himself up or anything, maybe a shower with just water wouldn’t be so bad, if Wendy really needed help. He quickly stripped down, his pants and boxers in a wet pile on the ground as he moved into the shower himself, shivering at the change of temperature. He got a mouthful of water before spewing it out like a fountain at the wall and grinning at her. “Whaddaya need me to do?”

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Out on the Town | Wendy and Peter

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Wendy enjoyed the kiss on her hand, smiling to herself before looking back at him. He was definitely on cloud nine now, and it was an interesting sight. Definitely to her advantage. Once they got to her house she looked back at Peter again, “Would you like to come in? Could dry those clothes, maybe shower?”

He stuck his tongue out reflexively at the thought of a shower. He didn’t have generally good experiences with bathing, and he disliked soap in general. He peeked an eye open to look at her. Dry clothes did sound nice, though… maybe he could convince her that he didn’t absolutely need a shower.

He nodded, opening his eyes again with a faint smile. “Sure, why not…”

She smiled before opening the door, closing it once Peter was inside. Walking by James’ office she closed it slowly, making their way to the laundry room where she would strip down and throw her wet things into the dryer. Wendy waited for Peter to do the same before turning to go to the bathroom, “Now for that shower…”

He pouted at her, deflating instantly as he half-whined, half-pleaded. “Do I have to, Wendy…?” He didn’t find the rooms around them interesting. The only room in a house he’d ever found remotely interesting was the Darlings’ nursery, and that was more for the inhabitants than the furnishings. He was much more a fan of carving out his own little home like the one he had shared with the Lost Boys so long ago.

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Morning After|Peter

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He flushed a bit deeper, fighting the urge to turn his head and catch her lips with his own. His abdomen tensed and his breath caught in his throat as his hands went to curl up in the rumpled sheet. He swallowed again, nodding, his voice catching slightly.
“H-help… help would… be nice, yeah…”

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Out on the Town | Wendy and Peter

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He followed after her obediently, squeezing her hand lightly as he kept an eye on the forest, though he was more than a little distracted by his company. He even whistled a little tune once or twice, cheerful and lighthearted. At one point, he lifted their joined hands and placed a kiss on the back of her hand before returning to normal.

Wendy enjoyed the kiss on her hand, smiling to herself before looking back at him. He was definitely on cloud nine now, and it was an interesting sight. Definitely to her advantage. Once they got to her house she looked back at Peter again, “Would you like to come in? Could dry those clothes, maybe shower?”

He stuck his tongue out reflexively at the thought of a shower. He didn’t have generally good experiences with bathing, and he disliked soap in general. He peeked an eye open to look at her. Dry clothes did sound nice, though… maybe he could convince her that he didn’t absolutely need a shower.

He nodded, opening his eyes again with a faint smile. “Sure, why not…”

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Morning After|Peter

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He raised both his eyebrows at her offer, swallowing almost nervously. “Aren’t you… I mean, you’re not too worn out for… something?”
He admitted to himself that it would be nice to have some outside help for once, but if she was worn out, he’d send her right out of the room or he’d leave himself so she could get more rest. He slept plenty every night so being up this early (it wasn’t even noon yet!) wouldn’t be too horrible for him.

Tink laughed lightly and shook her head. “Peter, you’ve known me for years. I don’t run out of energy easily,” she kissed his cheek and let her hand wander down his chest. She leaned in and whispered, “I’ll help.” Her hands traced over his stomach before reaching his hips, toying there. “All you have to do is say that you’ll like help. Easy right?” She kissed his neck softly.

He flushed a bit deeper, fighting the urge to turn his head and catch her lips with his own. His abdomen tensed and his breath caught in his throat as his hands went to curl up in the rumpled sheet. He swallowed again, nodding, his voice catching slightly.

“H-help… help would… be nice, yeah…”

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Out on the Town | Wendy and Peter

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He kissed her back without thinking about it, his other hand coming up to press against her neck and he deepened the kiss before cutting it off when a chilled breeze ruffled his wet hair. He shivered, going to wrap an arm around her shoulders to try and keep the wind from reaching her.

“So, Wendy, would you like me to escort you home? Make sure you don’t meet any big bad wolves in the forest.” He chuckled, winking at her.

She cuddled up to Peter as the chill started to set in even more, “Yes, that would be lovely,” she smiled up at him, shivering just a little. Wendy took his hand and she led the way back to her house where she would be able to get warm, maybe even shower and wash her clothes. Even offer the same to Peter should he take it.

He followed after her obediently, squeezing her hand lightly as he kept an eye on the forest, though he was more than a little distracted by his company. He even whistled a little tune once or twice, cheerful and lighthearted. At one point, he lifted their joined hands and placed a kiss on the back of her hand before returning to normal.

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Morning After|Peter

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He had the grace to flush slightly at her comments, his eyes fixed on her mouth as she licked her lips, before sighing as he went to sit up again and watching her carefully.
“… I can go take care of that, if it’s making you uncomfortable. Unfortunate side effect of being my age.” He shrugged lightly, trying to play it off as not a big deal even as pink creeped up to the tips of his ears.

Tink sat with him and grabbed his arm, shaking her head. She didn’t feel uncomfortable. She knew it was normal, but she didn’t want him to take care of it. She had a sudden urge to do that herself. She just wasn’t sure if he would allow her. She bit her lip and looked down.

“No, I don’t feel uncomfortable at all,” she told him honestly. “You don’t have to go and take care of it,” she added. “I could…help,” she finished, letting her eyes meet his; hoping he would get the hint.

He raised both his eyebrows at her offer, swallowing almost nervously. “Aren’t you… I mean, you’re not too worn out for… something?”

He admitted to himself that it would be nice to have some outside help for once, but if she was worn out, he’d send her right out of the room or he’d leave himself so she could get more rest. He slept plenty every night so being up this early (it wasn’t even noon yet!) wouldn’t be too horrible for him.

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Out on the Town | Wendy and Peter

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He sighed in contentment, snuggling quietly for a few moments before deciding that it was getting too cold. Reluctantly, he went to sit up, pulling her with him as he did so before rubbing his hands up and down her arms in an effort to generate heat.

“… it’s kind of chilly out here… probably be best to get out of the open air.”

He grimaced faintly. He had a bit of a higher tolerance for cold, being up in the high altitudes so often, but Wendy was a bit more landlocked than he was. He leaned forward to press a soft kiss to her lips before moving to stand up, pulling his wet jeans and boxers up as he did so and glancing out at the lake to debate going and grabbing the shirt. He shrugged, giving it up as a lost cause before reaching his hand down to help her up with a slight smile.

Wendy rolled the sleeves of her dress back up her arms to cover her chest, the soaked fabric still making her chest visible. She didn’t care now, she was content with Peter. “Yeah that’d be best,” she said with a nod, her hand slipping into his and using him as an anchor as she was pulled up. She landed into his arms once more, smiling before kissing him again.

He kissed her back without thinking about it, his other hand coming up to press against her neck and he deepened the kiss before cutting it off when a chilled breeze ruffled his wet hair. He shivered, going to wrap an arm around her shoulders to try and keep the wind from reaching her.

“So, Wendy, would you like me to escort you home? Make sure you don’t meet any big bad wolves in the forest.” He chuckled, winking at her.

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Morning After|Peter

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He opened his eyes only slightly, glancing at her before offering an easy grin and nodding. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine… don’t worry about me. Are you ‘on duty’ today?”
He raised an eyebrow at her, glancing around for a clock to find the time only to remember that he’d broken the only clock he’d been allowed when it went off his first day here. He went to go sit up, giving up on trying to preserve his dignity when she’d seen all of him the night before anyways. He stretched his arms out above him before flopping onto his back again lazily.

Tink didn’t even want to think about being on duty. Usually that was at night and by the way they sun was shining she was sure it was still day time. She shrugged her shoulders and watched as Peter stretched, not covering himself in the slightest. When flopped back down Tink’s eyes traveled downwards before going back to his. She licked her lips and whispered, “You seem tense to me,” in obvious reference to his morning wood.

“I kinda noticed from the beginning,” she struggled to hide the smile on her face.

He had the grace to flush slightly at her comments, his eyes fixed on her mouth as she licked her lips, before sighing as he went to sit up again and watching her carefully.

“… I can go take care of that, if it’s making you uncomfortable. Unfortunate side effect of being my age.” He shrugged lightly, trying to play it off as not a big deal even as pink creeped up to the tips of his ears.