Embracing Darkness | By : pegasus2704 Category: M through R > Peter Pan > Het Views: 11148 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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One month later, Wendy was ready to give up. The meager amount of money that she had gotten from selling what remained of her family's possessions had disappeared, her clothes were all ragged, and her attempts to reconstruct a living area from her broken house had proved pointless. Expecting to be turned down, she entered the old gray building and approached the moneylender for the second time that week.
"If it isnt Wendy Darling" he sneered, "What can I do for my lady today?" "Sir please, I need to buy food. I..." She said, reveling in the warmth that his small office provided. "And what do you have for me?" He snapped, rather impatiently, holding out his hand. "Please sir, Mr. Crowley, I have nothing left." Although she had managed to keep her head held high thus far, she felt her resolve weakening. Although it nearly destroyed what little pride she had left, she begged, but the snide older man laughed in her face. Clutching her chin with one vile hand, he moved until his face was only inches from hers. "Then I cant help you." And then he laughed again. "I don't give something for nothing." Utterly humiliated, Wendy pulled back from him, trying not to break down in front of the horrid man. "Although perhaps..." He trailed off, as she looked up hopefully. "Anything sir!" she cried desperately, aware that she would starve in a matter of time without means to buy food. "You could come home with me..." He said, glancing over her form appreciatively. "Oh yes! I can cook, clean, I can mend and sew" She began excitedly, but the cruel man only laughed again. "I already have a housekeeper." He stated, to her confusion. "I need a mistress" he said, raising an eyebrow. Under normal circumstances, Wendy would have slapped him and walked away from his office, nose in the air. However, cold weather was coming on, she had no food, and nowhere to go,and after today, no more food. Sensing that she was considering the offer, he stepped towards her and trailed a hand down her neck to her collarbone. "Come now, it isnt that bad of an arrangement" he practically purred, as Wendy's common sense waged war with her morality. When he leaned in to kiss her, she did not pull away, but instead tightly closed her eyes, trying to picture someone else. Stormy blue eyes set on tanned skin swam into her vision, but then was erased when the older man's rough lips crushed onto hers bruisingly. She jerked back in repulsion, fighting back the gag that stuck in her throat. She could not do it. Starvation would be a better fate than this! Faster than lightening though, Crowley's hand shot out and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her close for another kiss. "Sir, I cant. Unhand me!" She cried, suddenly aware that no one was around to hear her cries. She tried to push him away, but Crowley spun her around, trapping her between the desk and his body. "No, stop, I dont want this!" She could feel his erection up against her stomach, and felt bile rise into her throat. Now panicking, she fought back, but it only seemed to amuse him. "See what you do to me, you little tease?" He laughed low, grabbing her hand and sticking it down his pants to touch him. As she tried to yank it back, her hand brushed across the head of his penis, and he thrust up towards her hand. "Come now dear, you can pretend at being all highbrow and snooty, but I think we both know you arent that innocent." He leered, blocking her slap with his other arm. Pushing his forearm across her chest, he shoved her backwards onto his desk, sending papers and books flying as his other hand cleared off the surface. Struggling to breath, Wendy pushed back at his desperately but she was no match for his considerable bulk. Hurriedly, he undid his pants and freed his throbbing member, and then slid a hand up under her skirt, ripping away her undergarments. "No, stop! Somebody help!" She yelled, fighting violently to free herself. He only laughed though. "There is no one to hear you. Go ahead, I want to hear you scream." He practically panted, spreading her legs with his knees and preparing to enter her. Wendy cringed back, bracing herself in anticipation for the sudden pain, but Crowleys head suddenly rolled back and his body went rigid. Breaking free, she scrambled away from him and pulled her skirt down, pulling her torn shirt together over her chest. Looking back at Crowley, she screamed as he slid to the floor, a look of total shock and confusion marring his twisted face. As he sank down, eyes still open but unseeing, she saw Captain James Hook standing directly behind him, his hook covered in blood and his bright eyes flashing in fury. The moment that they locked on hers though, they softened immediately.Shocked, she stood forzen in place for another moment before she collapsed into his arms sobbing. "There there love...shhh." He whispered. "Let us get you somewhere safe" He soothed, placing one arm behind her back and one under her knees, lifting her up as if she were naught but a child. Still shaking violently, she buried her head in his shoulder, inhaling the familiar scent that was him. "James?" She asked, her voice weak and wavering. "Yes my dear?" He said quietly, still carrying her. "Take me home with you please." She said, before drifting off to sleep in his arms. He pulled her tighter, and took her towards the docks.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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