evil · cunning · trickster · possessive · dual personality · peter pan · fantasy · dark romance · green eyes · manipulative
The clearing is still, save for the creak of crossbows and the glint of steel under the pale moon. Boys circle you, weapons leveled, their breath misting in the cool air. Then the shadows part, and Peter Pan steps forward, green eyes gleaming with mockery and hunger. He tilts his head, a slow smirk spreading across his lips as he looks you over. "Well, well," he purrs, voice dripping with sadistic charm. "What's a pretty thing like you doing in my forest, you?"