It was a cold day in Amityville. There was an unexpected visitor that had the same name as a very famous person. This person just so happens to be Jack Frost, the Spirit of Winter. This Jack Frost is famous as well, but not as famous as the Jack Frost of Amityville, Death Incarnate. I bet you want to get to the story now, huh? Well, let's go then! Come on, follow me.
Look, there's Jack, the Spirit of Winter. To make sure we know who we're talking about, we'll call this Jack Jack1 and the other Jack Jack2. That sound good to you? Okay! Like I was saying, Jack1 is flying around, making it snow, when he hears a scream. The scream is from a person fighting a boy that looks like a teenager. He has black hair, green eyes, and an outfit that looks a little like an old torn up school uniform.
"Jack? Please don't kill me! I was just following orders!" the boy screams right before Jack2 rips his head off. Jack1 had flown down to see what was going on, so he got covered in stray blood spatter.
"Who the hell are you?" Jack2 asks Jack1.
"J-J-Jack F-F-Frost," Jack1 stutters.
"No you aren't. I'm Jack Frost, Death Incarnate!" Jack2 said, trying to hide his disbelief.
"I'm Jack Frost, Spirit of Winter," Jack1 says.
"Come with me and prove it," Jack2 says with a sly grin.
"Jack? Where did you go?" a girl shouted. This girl is Noh-a, the Mirror Image.
"I'm over here!" he shouted back, and she came running. "Have you ever heard of this guy? He says he's Jack Frost, Spirit of Winter."
"Oh. My. God! Are you really THE Jack Frost?!" She asks.
"Yes. Please tell your boyfriend here that I'm friendly. I think he wants to kill me," Jack1 says, still a little scared.
"Jack. Be nice!" she says while glaring at the other Jack. "My name's Noh-a. I've never thought that I'd ever get to meet you Mr. Frost."
"What's with the mister? I'm still a teenager myself, you know. Call me Jack."
"'Kay."
"You still haven't proved that you are who you say you are," the second Jack says, obviously pissed to no end.
"What do you want me to freeze?"
"I've seen other students do that trick before! I've got something else in mind. Noh-a, go back to your room," He said. Before Noh-a could protest, the two Jacks were gone. Jack2 had grabbed Jack1's wrist and dragged him away.
In a dark room a long ways away from where they were, Jack2 had Jack1 pinned to the wall. He was holding Jack1's hands up over his head while slipping his other hand under his black tank top. Jack1's hoodie was already discarded on the floor.
"Jack! What are you doing?!" Jack1 questioned.
"Jogging your memory," he replied and kissed Jack1's neck, lightly biting his flesh. His actions were rewarded with a sharp gasp from the ice cold teenager squirming in his grip.
"Jack. What were you to me?" Jack1 asks. Images of him and Jack2 flashing through his mind. He's lying on a bed in one image. On the floor in another. In a few of them, he's pushed up against a wall. About half of them are of him on a counter or table. In all of them, there's a boy, his age with dark hair, red eyes, and pale skin, on top of him. Every picture has a twin image where it's the same situation only different. In the twin images, both of them are naked, their clothes on the floor, and he's got his arms and legs wrapped around the other boy. One hand with fingers tangled in the other's hair. One hand scratching the other boy' back. His toes are curled in all of them. Both he and the other boy are sweating.
Then everything goes dark. After a few seconds, a scene starts in his head. In the scene, they're both breathing as if they've just run a marathon. Jack sees himself laying, curled up, on top of the boy, eyes half shut and dazed with lust. He asks, "Why do they call you 'Death Incarnate'? The incarnation of death shouldn't have a heart." He looks up at the other boy's confused face. He watches himself lean up and kiss the other boy passionately and say, "You have a heart, Jack. I heard it." With that said, Jack gets pulled back into reality.
"J-Jack," he stutters, now looking at the boy. There's a tear rolling down his face.
"Do you rem-" Jack2 begins, but is cut off with a kiss. The second the two break the kiss, he says, "I'll take that as a 'yes' then."
"I can't believe I forgot you."
"It's alright. I knew it was coming. Your mother told me."
"My mother?" Jack1 asks, obviously confused.
"Yeah. She's the Guardian of Complexity," Jack2 says while tracing Jack1's hairline. "The day before you fell into the pond, I had asked her and your father for their consent to ask you to marry me." Jack1 blushed at that comment. Seeing that his lover is going to need some time to take in all the information he just received, he said, "We can stop if you want."
"No. Let's continue," Jack1 says as if he wasn't even phased by the information he just received. "I just remembered how we were before the accident. I didn't remember how it felt."
A mischievous grin played across Jack2's face. "Okay. I'll stop if you want to stop."
"I don't think that will be a problem," Jack1 whispers. He uses his powers to freeze the lock.
Jack2 took only a minute to discard his and his lover's clothes. He trailed kisses from Jack1's collar bone up to his ear. His hands were wandering all over Jack1's body. Once his hand found its way to his nipple, Jack1 gasped.
"Would you like to move to the bed?" Jack2 asked when he felt Jack1 start to squirm beneath his touch.
"Yes," Jack1 replied as he wrapped his arms and legs around Jack2.
"Okay," Jack2 said. He kissed Jack1 as he moved them over to the bed.
Without breaking the kiss, Jack2 gently placed Jack1 on the bed and they just laid there for a few moments. When they broke the kiss, Jack2 grabbed a tube of lotion from his bedside table.
He kissed Jack1 softly and said, "Hold still. This might hurt a little." After he said that, he covered his fingers with the lotion and pushed one finger into jack's entrance. Jack1 gasped at the sudden intrusion. "It's okay, babe. Tell me if you want to stop."
"No. Don't stop," Jack1 said. "It just caught me by surprise." His face was now a deep red with clenched shut eyes.
"Okay. I'll be gentle," Jack2 says in a comforting tone. He started to slowly move his finger in and out of his lover's entrance. After a little while, he added another finger. The new addition got a moan out of Jack1. As he started to scissor his fingers inside Jack1, he took a hold of his frozen lover's dick. Jack's eyes snapped open, with a sharp gasp, only to roll back in pure lust.
"Are you okay?" Jack2 asked, suddenly afraid he had hurt Jack1, as he let go of his dick.
Jack1 whimpered at the loss of contact.
With a grin, Jack2 said, "You like that?"
Jack1 only blushed deeper and nodded.
"Want me to continue?"
"Yes," Jack1 said immediately, looking at his lover with a gleam of longing in his eyes. "I think I'm ready," he whispers seductively in Jack2's ear.
"You sure?" Jack2 asked although he already knew the answer.
"Fuck me till I can't see straight," Jack1 said with a seductive look on his face.
Nothing else needed to be said. Jack2 removed his fingers and replaced them with his manhood, all in one swift motion. That action earned a moan of pleasure out of Jack1. He waited a second to let his lover adjust, then started to move in and out of him until he was slamming into him at full speed. It took Jack2 only one thrust to find the place that made Jack1 see stars.
Both of the boys were now blushing an intense shade of red. Jack1 had his arms and legs around Jack2, digging his nails into his back in an attempt to hold on. They were breathing like they had been running, drenched in sweat. Moaning in pleasure. Jack1 was screaming in ecstasy the entire time. Their eyes were clouded in lust.
"J-Jack…I'm going to," Jack1 stuttered. His breath hitched, and he screamed. As he screamed, he came all over his and Jack2's chests.
Jack2 did the same. Jack1's eyes went wide in surprise. Thinking he hurt Jack1, Jack2 asked, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
"I'm fine. It just caught me off guard," he said as he leaned up to kiss Jack2.
Jack2 gently pulls out of him. He can tell that Jack1 is exhausted. He repositions himself so that he has Jack1 laying right next to him instead of underneath him. Jack1 moves so that he's half laying on Jack2's chest, his head rested over where his heart is. He hears a steady yet strong beat.
"You okay?" Jack2 asks just to be sure.
"I'm more than okay," he replies with a tired smile.
Jack2 wraps his arms around Jack1, kisses the top of his head, and says, "My Snowflake."
Jack1 sits up, looks at Jack2 with a smile, and says, "I'm only yours."
With that said they both fell asleep.
