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Embracing Darkness	By : pegasus2704 Category: M through R > Peter Pan > Het Views: 11148 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Wendy was startled out of her thoughts sometime later when Smee came into the room, followed by several men carrying steaming buckets and a large tub. The other pirates filled the tub completely, and then left as silently as they had entered. Smee turned to Wendy and offered her a few different containers of expensive oils and perfumes.
"There you are Miss Wendy. I know it is not like home, but mayhaps this will ease some of your homesickness." She smiled at him, accepting the peace offering. She curtsied slightly in response, causing him to blush.
"Thank you very much, Smee. You have been exceptionally kind to me, and for that I cannot thank you enough." Wendy was in fact grateful for the bath, realizing that she could at least try to soak away some of her sorrows. If she was to be stuck in Neverland indefinately, it was time that she collected herself and accepted it.
“Tis nothing my dear. I will be back in an hour to check up on you.” Smee grinned at her, and then left the cabin to give her privacy.
Wendy stood up and wandered over to the tub, perusing the bath oils and soaps. After selecting one that smelled of lavender and vanilla, she slid off her dressing gown and tested the water. Heavenly! When Wendy had submerged herself in the steaming water, she began to formulate in her mind possible escape plans. The afternoon had brought about a clarity to the situation to which she had resigned herself. Although she was stuck in Neverland, she did not have to remain a prisoner of Hook's for the rest of her life. No, she would escape, and she had all the time in the world to plan it. She reached for a cloth and as she began to smooth the warm water over her shoulders and arms, she began to devise a plan. Looking down at her bare shoulder, she shuddered with the thought that she could stoop so low, but then remembered that she was a desperate woman. A woman with nothing to lose has everything to gain, she thought. I might as well lose it all.
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When Hook returned later that evening for dinner in his chambers, he was slightly startled to see Wendy sitting primly at his desk, reading one of the old novels he kept in his bookshelf. His light blue eyes scanned her from head to toe and for a moment, he had to remind himself that this was the same captive he had taken yesterday. Her hair was piled neatly upon her head with a pearl comb, and she was wearing a lavender tea dress with a deep vee at the neckline. The ivory lace trim complimented the ivory slippers she was wearing. No rouge was needed on her cheeks, as the natural blush of youth graced her angled cheekbones. Seated at his desk was a lady where once a bedraggled young girl had cowered. Hook smirked at the sudden change.
Wendy did not even so much as look in his direction, but rather completed the page she had been reading, replaced the book, and then moved to take a seat opposite his chair at the table. He merely gazed at her, and sat down himself. Although she felt his steely gaze upon her, she gave no outward sign that she noticed. When the food was placed in front of them, Wendy made no effort to eat until he had tasted the food himself, and then proceeded to begin eating her meal with dainty politeness. Amused, Hook placed his fork back on the table, leaned back in his chair and folded his hands across his stomach, looking at her.
"Why so silent my lovely?" He asked, seeming to taunt her.
"Because I have no desire to make conversation with you" she answered flawlessly, still eating her dinner. “But if you insist,” she set down her fork carefully and then placed her hands folded into her lap, “then I can resign myself to whatever discussion you deem suitable. Shall we discuss art? Or perhaps poetry? I hear the weather is quite nice this time of year.” She said demurely.
"Well well, it seems my little hellcat was replaced by a lady today while I was gone." He teased, but was awarded with no reaction on her part. "Tis a pity, I like women with a little spirit."
Rather than give him the satisfaction of a response, Wendy ignored his words and returned to her meal. She mentally congratulated herself on her control, and issued a silent thanks to her mother who had tirelessly tutored Wendy in the art of dining etiquette. When she had finished eating, Wendy broke the silence by excusing herself, explaining that she was going to retire. Now comes the hard part, she thought. She lifted her chin and held her head up high as she gracefully turned and walked towards the dressing area.
He cocked an eyebrow at her, and watched her back as she walked away, slightly suspicious of her change in behavior. She stepped into the shadows behind a door and out of sight. Hook returned to his dining, and took a large swig of wine. "Women" he grumbled under his breath, still perplexed at her change of heart. After a few moments, she called to him from behind the door.
"Since you do not provide me with a nursemaid, I will need for you to unlace my corset for me, I cannot reach it myself." Hook nearly spit the wine back into the glass, and stood up slowly, wary now.
“As the lady wishes” he nearly purred. He walked slowly over to where she stood with her back turned modestly towards him. He reached forward and deftly began to unlace the strange garment, stopping only when his cool hands came into contact with her warm skin. His first reaction was to draw back like he had touched fire, but his disobedient palm remained flush up against her back.
"Is there a problem sir?" Wendy asked, glancing demurely back at him over her shoulder. Hook, embarassed at having been caught off-guard, sliced up the back of the corset with his hook, cutting though all of the straps. Although his sudden act startled Wendy, she did not so much as flinch.
"No problem at all" Hook quipped, and began to walk back towards the table. He stopped abrubtly when her voice called out to him, small and unsure.
"Sir?"
"What?" He spat out, allowing his controlled facade to momentarily slip.
"Where shall I sleep tonight?" Wendy tried to sound as innocent as possible, after deciding that tonight she would have to put her plan into motion if she were to ever escape. She had to win him over little by little, and earn his trust. Who better to trust than a mistress?
"You will sleep every night in my bed, no arguments." He glowered at her, his blue eyes intense. Wendy merely nodded back at him, trying to look scared and startled by his request. When she locked eyes with him, she could not suppress the shiver that made its way up and down her spine. Perhaps this mistress deal wouldn't be so unpleasant after all, she thought to herself.
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