pinkfringedfury:

Things I do for my degree: write sadomasochistic Peter Pan / Captain Hook smut. Dominant!Pan, bloodplay, oral sex.

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The familiar decks of the Jolly Roger creaked and groaned overhead in sympathy with their Captain’s delicious suffering.  The flat of Pan’s sword cracked against the cold expanses of Hook’s back, leaving stripes of fierce, blistering pleasure that brought yellow bruises to the skin. Pan tutted impatiently and his willing prisoner – bound, kneeling and vulnerable – flexed his good hand behind his back to lessen the bite of the ropes.

            “I don’t hear you counting, Hook,” Pan prompted. Hook’s hiss earnt him a vicious bite to his shoulder from behind. Pan sucked the wound hungrily until blood welled through the flesh – and oh, what a perfect show of learning through example; good Pan, sublime. Hook thrilled when Pan did not spit derisively onto the floor, as usual.

            “Count them yourself,” Hook jeered. From the corner of his eye, he could see Pan’s face darken into a scowl - there was even an angry flush spreading across his freckled cheeks. They both knew that Pan could not count as high as the number of lashes he would surely deliver. Hook bared his teeth and sneered at Peter Pan. The boy’s blade nicked at his throat in seconds.

“You think I’m stupid,” growled Pan. Hook laughed openly and was rewarded with a rough yank of his hair. “Just a dull little forest-boy.”

            “Oh, child,” Hook purred, breathlessly. “Perish the thought.”

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