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Hibernation	By : lexyhamilton Category: M through R > Peter Pan > Het Views: 6674 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Hibernation
Pairing: Hook/Wendy
Rating: R?
Warnings: Chan. Questionable consent.

The Lost Boys made do with their warm furs thrown over them—practically in hibernation, waiting for the island to throb awake when the boy would return. Wendy couldn’t, and was the first to suggest seeking out adults. The Indians were nowhere to be found—perhaps underground or in a far hideaway just for these occasions. She had finally resolved to walk across the ice to the only other grown men on the island, and only her brothers dared follow. The Lost Boys wouldn’t ever have it—switching allegiances for personal comfort was so pragmatic and anathema that they yelled ‘Old Woman!’ after her in the nastiest tones they could muster.

The crossing had been difficult in itself, as the cold wind whipped against their bodies with far greater fury now that they were unprotected by the forest. Sometimes the ice was thinner in places and they could see the soulless, pale eyes of a mermaid staring up at them. Wendy took care to steer clear of those more transparent areas. The entire way she prayed, in her childish way—without structure or any memorized words—that the captain would take them in. When they climbed up the rope ladder to get aboard, Hook was extremely gracious. So much so, that what he did to her later surprised her more than it should have.

Hook was a grownup, and with grownups everything had a price. The first time he did it she left in tears, lip bleeding from her own strain. She had wanted to take her brothers and leave the ship before Hook changed his mind and kept them against their will. But John and Michael had been treated kindly by Smee and refused to walk back to the island across the ice—back into the unending cold.

And then Hook arranged to have her bathe. Glorious, glorious heat! The steam vapors rose thick from the water into the cool air. Wendy sank in as much as the size of the tub would allow, trying to scald every inch of her skin. Her teeth chattered violently when she was out in the cold air of the cabin again, but the captain took her and dried her off, even though she could well have managed herself. She sat by the coal stove in the cabin, wringing her hair to dry it.

Hook had watched her with strange, brooding eyes, and when the coal stove’s heat began waning, Wendy had to look to him for comfort again. They did it on the bed, under the heavy coverlet, and Wendy found that it was not as unpleasant as she remembered. She felt funny after they were done, and much warmer as well, though the air around them still turned the vapor in their breaths visible. It was when Hook’s hand delved between her legs that she felt ecstasy creeping up on her—until it all exploded in one burst, her body sinking into fatigue and growing colder again, making her seek out Hook’s warm torso next to her as they fell into uneasy sleep with the coverlet up to their noses.

“But why is he gone for so long?” Wendy whispered one day when they were in bed together. The lament in her voice did not irritate the captain.

“Time trickles down to a halt wherever he is. So what seems to be one night of fun in London becomes months here.”

“Months!”

“It hardly matters when you don’t age, Ms. Darling. But to us, we are changing as we speak. It’s not uncommon that he’ll cast out one of his boys upon his return, finding him too much like a pirate. I’m decaying, you’re only growing more lovely by the day.”

“I just wish it weren’t so cold when he leaves…”

It happened in the morning, when the Captain was at his most charming, kissing her chest already promising to burgeon out, bringing her ever closer to release. Wendy’s eyes flew open when she heard a great groan as the ice began melting around the ship with terrifying speed, as if the sea had been set on boil.

“Your little prince has returned, it seems. And you have no more need of my coal stove.” Hook rose out of bed, naked, now eager to savor the cold that would soon be only a distant memory. It was the first time she really saw his entire body without any covering. “The weather will be sweltering, the vegetation will sprout like mad, its sap stinking, and you, my wonderful creature, will frolic around with your little child-hero in pathetic mockery of what you would do were you a bit older and wiser. Go on then. My crew will take you back in a boat.”

Wendy stayed put.

“I think… I should rather stay here.”

Hook returned to the bed, and her thighs confirmed her words. She clasped her hands behind his head, and he kissed her. He always took the time to kiss her even when he was inside. He was a gentleman like that.
John and Michael protested and cried about leaving their sister as they were sent back to the island.

Wendy stood grim, the iron hook refreshingly cool against the skin of her arm in the clammy air that had by now taken hold over the entire area.

“Clean out the cannons, bullies. The cursed brat is sure to stop by today.”

Wendy watched the men working, not responding to their wary sideward glances toward her. She loved the man now holding her waist, but, by God, she had a grudge against the boy who had carelessly driven her to such despair and loss of innocence. Yes, she and the Captain would get along marvelously, she realized.
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