<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(191, 191, 191)"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(191, 191, 191)"><i>Eat me?! </i>Tori thought. She knew of these mermaids. How they weren't very nice. She never thought they ate people though! Her eyes widened in this thought, Pan flashing his smile at the pair. Her eyes were currently watching those tricky mermaids before Pan was helping her to her feet. He was now flashing that smile at her, the same one that secretly got her weak in the knees each time. That cocky smile of his.<br/>
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<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">He was right though. She was good whenever she was with him. He never let her get hurt...Well there was that one time she had seemed to slip to Neverland, it had been a rainy day. She slipped on a trail and down she went, sliding down the hill into a pile of mud. He could have helped her, scooped her up before down she went for a ride on that mudslide. He got a good laugh at it. She was slinging mud for that, but then she was laughing too in the end.</span><br/>
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The slow move of his hands around her waist seemed to heat her up...or maybe was she a tad chill from being soaked? Goosebumps started to dot her skin, a shiver she wasnt able to stop vibrated through her. Her pulse jumped, her heart squeezing in time with the way he brought her closer. Her parted lips closed, her eyes looking to his. She saw how his gave was lingering else where...on her lips. That's when she couldn't stop herself, she let her wet lips part, the tip of her tongue coming out and tasting a droplet.<br/>
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Thats what he wanted, wasn't it? A taste? Her teeth slide over the skin of her lip before relaxing. A fant heat to her cheeks as she did this. The crashing of someone coming through the bushes pulled her attention. Nortan hollering and howling. Other Lost Boys howling. Pan was howling. There was a freaking explosion to start it all off! <br/>
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That grin he was now giving her, she felt it to her core. Dangerous and unpredictable. <i>Home.</i> This wasnt a dream, this was real....she couldn't just...wake up from it. Her thoughts seemed to leave her as her sandy feet left the ground. The wind whipped her and she was holding her wet self as close to Pan as she could. Her arms had snuck around, clasping behind his back. The little fly back did not help to dry her.<br/>
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She felt chill and her wet clothes seemed to stick even more. She let him go, but his arms were still around her, as Tori looked up, he was leaning closer. Her eyes didn't leave his and she hadn't realize she had been holding her breath. <i>Get dried off. </i>Thats all he had to say. His fingers lingered on her skin, she finally took a quiet breath in and stepped away. The front of him looked just as soaked. She turned, her hips swaying, a grin on her lips. She couldn't help try to stifle the giggle as her hand came up to her mouth.<br/>
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She disappeared into his tree home. She had been in a few times, most of her time she spent out, exploring, running around. She then realized...exactly <i>what </i>was she going to do to dry off? She peeled her wet clothes off, dropping pants and tank into a wet pile. Her hands rubbed her arms as she rubbed her foot along the back of her ankle. Tori ended up finding a shirt of Pan's a woody brown in color. She felt herself blushing as she peeled her wet undergarments off. Bra and panties joined the pile as the shirt...tunic?...was pulled on, it drapped down, falling just above her knees. <br/>
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That was a start...but she couldnt just go out as she was. She found something of a belt and wrapped it around her waist it hugged her waist. She pulled at the top so her breasts were so noticeable and looked around...<br/>
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Ecko glided in, whizzing to a slow as she fluttered around Pan. Her toe stepped out as she gracefully landed on his shoulder. Her small hands held onto the side of his neck.</span></span></span><br/>
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Tori walked out finally after minutes and minutes. She had hung her unmentionables where they could dry without all the Lost Boys seeing them and doing whatever wild boys do with a ladies garments.  She drapped her pants and shirt over the railing. Those were atleast safe...but didnt she look a mess, sand on her legs still, her hair was starting to dry in wavy locks and she was wearing his clothes. His shirt atleast.</span></span></span><br/>
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"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">I...needed something dry...just until my stuff is ok. I cant go home dressed like this can I</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(191, 191, 191)">?" She teased trying not to make her wearing his things awkward...not to mention thats <i>all </i>she wore. She had to go at some point though, little did she realize that Pan was thinking otherwise. Cut up in thinking she needed to,<br/>
but did she really? <br/>
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Ecko bristled as soon as she saw Tori appear. How silly of her to think Tori might <i>actually </i>become closer than she thought to drowning. Her small soot stomped on Pan, her little face going red. Tori paused seeing the angered little pixie. She never saw the small women around, it mad her step forward. "</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">Hi, Ecko.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(191, 191, 191)">" Tori attempted at being friendly to the pixie, since it was short times she had seen the other. Ecko turned her head away folding her arms.<br/>
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"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">Uh</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(191, 191, 191)">." A quiet breath from Tori as she leaned away. She tried. Below Nortan and another were racing into camp. They disappeared into small forts, rushing back out with a bag slung across their shoulders and backs. Nortan held a sling shot while the other boy carried a reed spear. Distracted with what was going to be happening they didnt pay any mind to the pair above. </span></span></span></span></span></span>