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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Once_Upon_a_Time_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Henry_Mills/Peter_Pan_|_Malcolm
  Character:
      Henry_Mills_(Once_Upon_a_Time), Peter_Pan_|_Malcolm
  Additional Tags:
      I'm_nasty_;)
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-12-09 Words: 1687
****** Presence ******
by Sin_Of_Lust_(Hanazaki)
Summary
     Henry thrives with the presence of Peter
Notes
     My first time writing smut, Boyxboy! If you don't support don't read
See the end of the work for more notes
It was an accident, but it was fate. Henry Mills was probably the strongest
magic user in all the realms, but that’s why everyone wanted his heart.
Henry sat at the edge of the water staring into the refection tempted to use a
tiny bit of magic, but then his mothers would know and be very disappointed in
him. Again. He noticed a dark figure in the lake, tilting his head a little he
saw an actual shadow standing behind him. His grandfather warned him about the
shadow, it’s just the pet. The real master is the one with the magic.
Standing up and facing the shadow, “Show yourself Peter Pan,” he said to the
wind.
“Well love. I’m right here.” Arms wrapped around Henry causing him to yelp and
trip. But the arms around him tightened holding him there, he could feel Pan’s
breath along his neck. He’s lucky that his back was against Pan’s chest or he
would’ve seen the blush all over Henry’s face.
Pan stood there holding Henry for what seemed like forever until Henry could
push him away, “P-Pan w-w-what are you d-d-doing here?”
Pan smiled and took Henry’s hand, and bringing it to his chest, he smirked.
“Call me Peter.”
Just three words and yet Henry felt like his knees would give at any moment. He
blamed the smirk. It was the smirk of the devil which had made the angels fall.
“P-Peter…what do you want?”
“Well love, isn’t it obvious? I came here for you heart.” He said still
smirking, “but Henry I don’t want you heart like the others want you hear,
Henry you may not believe but I think I have feelings for you. And- “
“Henry!” Henry’s mothers screamed from the top of the hill.
“See you Henry.” Peter whispered into Henry’s ears causing him to shudder and
then he was gone.
Later that night:
Henry lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling trying to summon sleep, yet sleep
will not come. Regina’s already asleep and so is Robin, he still remembers how
it felt to bring back a soul from the void. The strength he felt and how no
else is as strong as him. Then he remembers the other soul, the one he pulled
from the river of souls and brought back to the realm of the living.
He smiled with his eyes closed as he sees Peter Pan’s face, then he remembered
the feeling of his arms around him, and the way his breath felt on him. He
opened his eyes still staring at the ceiling, trying to ignore his arousal for
Peter.
He twisted over to lay on his side and go to sleep, but all he did was end up
thinking of Peter and just kept getting harder and harder. Sighing he opened
his eyes looked at the door to make sure it was closed and Regina wouldn’t open
it.
Pulling down the covers to see the very-hard-almost-painful erection pushing
against his pajama bottoms, taking a deep breath and then smiling he pulled
down his pants to let his cock out. He almost came from the feeling of cold air
on his burning cock. He stared at it for a second, he didn’t think he had a big
one nor did he think he had a small one. He thought it was pretty average, but
then again, he’s never seen another teenage guy’s hard cock.
Slowly he grabbed his cock and used his thumb to rub the head spreading the
pre-cum all over, ‘there’s so much, I must really want this’ he thought.
Starting off slowly he started stroke his cock up and down letting himself get
used to the feeling and then wanting more.
If he wasn’t in a rush he might take his time or try playing with his butt, but
he wanted to cum and go to sleep.
Picking up the pace he started to stroke faster and harder trying to cum quick,
but then an image appeared in his head. Closing his hands and using his free
hand to feel all over his body he imagined that it was Peter’s hands giving him
this pleasure.
He knew he was getting close, he could feel it coming. A name escaped his lips
in the quiet. “Peter.” He opened his eyes to see Peter Pan staring at him, with
a smirk, as he exploded all over his shirt.
He just sat there staring at Peter not moving nor speaking, but Peter wasn’t
paying any attention to him. He was too busy looking at the mess of Henry all
over his shirt, he sighed as he took it off showing Henry how defined he really
was.
Peter had six pack abs and real defined pecs, he smirked as he saw Henry
observing his body. He knew Henry liked what he saw and so did his little
friend, seeing it spring to life once again.
An idea of how Henry can see that he loves him came to mind, he grabbed Henry’s
legs and pulled him close so he was leaning over him. Henry just stared wide
eyes as Pan got down onto his knees and putting his face close to his own cock,
he watches as the immortal took in his scent and seem to shudder from it.
Very slowly Pan stuck out his tongue and lick the tip of the cock and seeming
to like what he tasted, taking the head into his mouth. Henry moan just from
the feeling of the warm and wet feeling of Peter’s mouth on his cock. Peter
thought Henry would close his eyes, but instead Henry watches with a cute look
as he bobs up and down on his cock. He sped up the pace because after smelling
him he really wanted to taste him, and he knew that there would be a lot to
taste from before.
“Sorry.” He heard Henry whisper before, he felt his hands grab down on his head
slamming it forward so his nose was in Henry’s pubes and his creamy sperm was
gushing out and into his throat. He could and did moan just from the taste.
He smiled and got ready to leave, “See Henry I do love you?”
“Wait!” He felt the small yet powerful hands grab onto him, he turned to see
Henry grabbing onto him in just a shirt starting at him eye to eye. “Don’t go.
If you really do love me then you know what I’m feeling right? This burning
desire in my body for you. If you really are going to leave, then do me one
favor.”
Pan’s eyebrow arches, intrigued by what this young boy was asking for, “okay.”
So fast and so close, Henry’s lips were right next to his ear and Henry’s hand
no long grabbing his arm instead it was grabbing his groin. “Put. It. In.”
He could feel Henry smirk at his already hard cock pushing against his hand.
“Fine,” he said huskily, “go grab lotion.”
Henry smiled to himself as he sneakily slipped out of his room in nothing but a
shirt, very slowly he grabbed the bottle of lotion on the bathroom counter and
snuck into his room. Just before the door was closing he touched the door
frame, enchanting it, so no one could hear or see anything in the room.
Shutting the door behind him, he walked in to see Peter standing naked in the
window with the moonlight loving him. Henry was speechless, Pan was just so….
erotic, beautiful, powerful…. big. He smiled at the thought as he walks up to
him holding the bottle.
Putting some lotion in his hand, he went to lube up his entrance when Peter’s
hand grabs it. In one swift movement, Henry was on the bed his ass pointed
toward Peter, who had the lotion in his hand and was smearing it all over
Henry’s hole. Every time Henry let out a soft moan, he could hear Pan chuckle.
And then he felt it, a finger poking at the entrance of his hole, asking for
permission, a smile spread across Henry’s face as he relaxed his entire body
and felt the finger slide its way in. He didn’t let Peter hear him moan, as he
started to finger fuck him.
Then the next finger enters him, and his back arched as he moaned loudly, it
filled the room. The fingers kept going back and forth, back and forth, and
then Peter began to scissor him. “Peter…I’m about…to cum.” Henry said panting.
“Love, if you have to cum then cum.” Peter said perfectly natural voice
unchanging.
“But…I don’t want to…cum…because of…your fingers…I want…it.”
Peter just smiled as he slid the third finger in, causing Henry to moan so
loudly it was almost a scream. He knew Henry came, but he still smirked. “Henry
what do you want?”
He was silent for a while, but then he replied “I…want...your…big…cock.”
Peter smirked as he aligned his cock with Henry’s gaping entrance, he thrust
his entire cock in that moment causing a scream to escape Henry. And then it
was a slow steady rhythm of going in and out of him making sure to hit his
prostate every time.
Once again Henry came and this time Peter got pissed and slammed his cock
straight in and then ripping it out, each thrust he caused Henry to scream/
moan. Peter was going so fast that all you could hear were Henry’s screams and
Peter’s balls slapping against his ass.
“Henry!” Peter shouts as he thrusts his cock as far as it would go inside Henry
filling the younger boy with his seed and getting the younger boy to scream his
name while erupting all over his bed.
Both boys fall exhausted onto the bed, panting and smiling at each other in
pure ecstasy, Peter grabbed Henry and pulled him close enjoying the fact that
they smell the same now. As both slip off into sleep they share true loves
kiss, and enjoy the presence of the other.
End Notes
     How was it? Was...It...Hot?
     Edit: Should I add a second part? Or make a sequel?
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