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Self Defense 101 / OUAT - Peter Pan

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A/N: Imagine Peter teaching his only Lost Girl self defense. The following is an actual self defense technique that i learned a long time ago, so if you want you can google "the shrimp self defense" and click on the first video. It's super easy and super effective, i highly recommend it for all women in this fucked up world that we live in!
FANDOM: OUAT
PAIRING: — x Reader
READER AGE: 16+
RATING: E, with mentions of rape
TITLE: Self Defense 101
WORD COUNT: 592

"Don't your boys have morals?" you asked, astonished and a little bit angry at Peter's request to teach you how to defend yourself.

"It's not them I'm worried about. They're very kind and respectful, trust me I taught them. It's the pirates," he said. "They're the ones that were taught women are just disposable objects, and that can't be changed after that many years of acting up on that belief. I mean isn't Hook a hundred-something by now?"

"And how old are you?" you asked, tilting your head as you pretended to think hard, and Peter rolled his eyes with a smile, though.

Next thing, you were laying on your back, like he had told you to. He then kneeled down low, right between your spread legs, and pulled you even closer so you two were really touching.

"Alright," he said. "This is the most usual position you might find yourself in, so I'm going to teach you what I like to call the Fuck You Rapist-technique," he explained, and you laughed a bit. "When I lean in, stop me."

You nodded, and he leaned. You stopped him with your hands, but he overpowered you quickly. He came back up, shaking his head.

"Your arms can't be bent. That leaves you only muscle power and we both know I, and they are stronger than you," he said with a smirk at the "I". You sighed as he took your wrists, and placed your hands on his shoulders. "Your arms need to be completely straight, and your hands on the shoulders, not the chest because then I can lean in from the side," he said, demonstrating as he spoke. "Ready?"

You nodded, and he waited a few seconds before leaning again. You quickly extended your arms, and stopped him right on time. He smiled.

"Good," Peter said, and you looked at his eyes that were scanning your body, making sure it was in the right position. Then he gently placed your arms back to your side.

"So now comes the escape," he said, and you snapped back to reality from his eyes. "What's going to happen, is you now put your hands on my elbows, you make sure to keep your left shoulder," he said, putting his hand on and securing your shoulder, "and right foot on the ground," he said, touching your right knee, "and move your hips to the right."

"Okay," you said, trying to remember all the lefts and rights. Also what was quite distracting was him. He had dark green eyes you could just drown in, and a gorgeous figure and a voice like warm dripping honey. You couldn't help but get extremely nervous whenever he touched you which was now all the time.

"So, put your hands back on my shoulders like before," he said, and you did as you were told. "And try it."

You sighed, and secured your right foot and left shoulder on the ground, slid your hands down to Peter's elbows, and moved to the right. You looked at him, asking for approval.

"Did I—do it right?"

"Yeah," he smiled. "Now, put your left foot on my hip, then the right and push yourself back but don't let go, okay?" he said.

You did so, and Peter smiled. "There. Now if I try to lean in, I'll just push you, and won't get any closer."

"Okay, but when do I get to kick the rapist's ass?" you asked abruptly.

He chuckled. "Next."