Warning: This chapter does contain rape... in a way... I suppose... yeah. I will mark it with ! and in italics on that certain area for those who don't wish to read it. Thank you to everyone who have been reading, reveiwing and favouriting my stories. I will add a thank you notice to all at the end of the story :) xxx
Yesterday was so... Different. Full of happy moments, funny moments, moments that I'll never forget in my immortal life. I showed a side to the Guardians that I never thought I would've. A side where none of us had to keep our guard up, expecting attack. A side where we could just sit, talk, laugh and enjoy each others company. Jack was snuggled up to me nearly the whole day, wrapped in my cloak. It started that he just tried to portray it as close friendship when the Guardians asked, but eventually he told them the truth. That we were together... That sentence... How I've longed for it to come from his lips. Now, I was in the guest room of Norths workshop. I look into the mirror. The reflection was still something that amazed me and made me wonder about myself. I've heard the Guardians speak of their past lives, before they were Santa, Sandman, Bunnymund, Toothina and Jack. So... I must've been, right? That's what made me stare at my pale grey face and jet black hair and blackened lips. Who was I before? I stare intently into my own gold eyes before pulling myself away and walking toward the bed. On my travel over the soft carpet, that smooths my bare feet, I undo my robe and let it slide off my shoulders and onto the floor. I unbuckle my belt to my trousers and drop that too. I hear a quiet wolf whistle from the shadows by the curtain. I instantly lift my head and watch the figure come toward me, tugging his hoodie over his head a throwing it carelessly to the floor. The moonlight gives his skin a type of shimmering glow that just made him even more mystical and desirable. His hands press against my stomach and stay there for a while.
"Why is you breathing getting heavier Pitch?" He questions mockingly. I can't help but widen my eyes a little.
"Why are you becoming so hard, Jack?" I smirk. He gives me a 'you know why' look and drops to his knees in front of me. Slowly, and teasingly, he slides my trousers down my legs and to my ankles.
"You can't talk." He replies, pressing a hand slightly under my cock, separated just by the cloth of my pants. But, naturally, I wasn't letting him get the first slice if fun. I take hold of his hair and pull him up to my face. I look into his eyes and watch him wince in pain. Although it hurt, it looked as if the little snow spirit liked it rough. I bite his lip slightly, tasting some blood trickle into my mouth. While he's enjoying the pain, I slide my hands down and unbuckle his belt. Then I hitch his legs up and lie him on the bed. I tug off his trousers, but leave his pants on. I can't help but smirk as I lie over him and continue to attack his soft lips and tender neck. Slowly, I begin to rub my hips against his and he can't resist but do the same. As we grind against each other I can feel us both becoming harder and harder, knowing that there is only a small piece of fabric separating us from undeniable pleasure.
"P-pitch... Please... S-stop t-teasing." He begs, between pants and kisses. I grind against him harder and he starts to moan so loud that even my kisses can't stop him. His back arches and his chest presses against mine. I can feel the damp seep through his pants and onto mine.
"Already Jack? We haven't even seen all of each other yet." I smirk, looking into his misty sapphire eyes. He can only pant at his release. Looks like it'll be my turn again. I begin to crawl my way down to his groin, but his hands grip my shoulders and flip me, pinning me to the bed.
"Oh no, it's your turn to come for me! I'm going to make you scream my name so loud you can't breath." He tells me, darkly. Wow... I liked his darker side. So demanding and controlling. But all the while he was snaking down and peeling off my pants I couldn't help but think what I'd like to do to that perfect body of his. Pleasure it? Watch it? Abuse it? There were so many options for just one night. But hopefully I would have more than one chance. After all we were together. I can't help but gasp as I'm pulled back into reality by Jacks cold lips wrapping around my cock. I feel the cold flesh move up and down my hard on and I can't help but shudder at the pleasure. His tongue flicks and swirls around my cock in his mouth and the temperature drop just made it even more pleasurable. A lot quicker than I thought, I'm coming in his mouth. He pulls away, wiping the white from the the corners of his lips into his mouth. He stands from kneeling looking at me, slightly mockingly.
"O-ok, s-shut up. That's n-not fair. Temp-reture drop." I pant. His hands rest at the sides of my head and his knees at the sides of my legs. However, he is suddenly forced to look back as his pants are ripped from him!
"Yours I believe?" He questions. I look past him to see the shadows curling and shifting. My powers were back? Why not try them out now... To break them in? I smirk as I command the shadows to curl around Jacks wrists and ankles. His hands are forced behind his back, resting at the bottom of his spine and his legs are pried apart. He is caught mid air, eyes wide and staring at my every move. Examining me in a way. I stoop down slightly and curl my arms around his hips. Flicking my tongue over the tip of his cock, I listen to his cries of pleasure. So enjoyable to listen to.. I wrap my lips around his erection and the shadows stroke it as I move back and forth. More shadows come to my call and trail over Jacks body, lightly touching him. I look up and see his eyes close and his head roll back, moaning in pleasure. I move quicker and before long, I feel the cum slip down my throat. I stand straight again after swallowing the pleasure and look into his lustful eyes. I trace my tongue over his chest and around his nipples. Afterwards I make the shadows bring his face down to mine.
"You can control the shadows again then?" He pants. I simply nod and press his lips with mine kissing him passionately. The sun peaks up through the window causing us both to cover our eyes from the sudden light. I'm forced to curl the shadows around me slightly. I hear the machines in the workshop begin to warm up and Jack looks over to me.
"It's the first day of winter." He reminds me. Reluctantly, I order the shadows to release him. He lands lightly to the floor and lands on his feet.
"Fine." I spit, my lip curling while he shuffles back into his trousers. He grabs his staff and makes for the door. But before he leaves, he uses his staff to boost him up slightly and kisses me. He smiles at me as he leaves, his hoodie in his hand. A few seconds later I see him zooming outside, being carried with the wind and through the portal to the many different countries and cities. Before it closes I hear him exclaim happily, "SNOW DAYYYY!" I chuckle at his child like charms
I was waiting for Jacks return, but I started to get bored being interrogated by the other guardians that are still in Norths workshop. It wasn't Easter or Christmas so those two were still here, but tooth had returned to her palace to collect more teeth and Sandman was in another country spreading good dreams to the children. I sink into the shadows and teleport to another area, flitting with the shadows. I arrive in Japan and watch the golden sands swirl and curl around me. I can't resist but raise a finger and corrupt just one dream. The power surge I receive when the nightmare horse comes trotting toward me. I corrupt another, and then another. Oh it feels so good! Suddenly, two hands smooth over me and wrap around my stomach and chest. Jacks head rests on my shoulder.
"What are you doing Pitch?" He whispers into my ear. I roll my head toward him. That husky voice, oh how I loved it!
"Nothing, dear Jack." I murmur, completely forgetting about the three dreams I'd converted into nightmares.
"It doesn't look like it... Why doesn't my gorgeous nightmare go back to Norths workshop and stay out of trouble?" He flatters, kissing my jaw line slightly. I nod slightly and, after kissing me properly on the lips, he moves away to continue spreading winter. I sink back into the shadows, my nightmare horses following me. The kisses still surprised me. To think, just a week ago I would never have thought to reach this status with my secret pleasure. I slip through the shadows and back into Norths workshop, past the idle Guardians and into my temporary room. I fall back onto the bed and open my cloak slightly, my fingers brushing against my cool chest. I close my eyes and stare into the darkness enclosed in my eyelids.
! Just then, I start to feel a tug at my trousers, which are slid down my legs along with my pants! I look down and see Jack holding my cock, hungrily.
"Back already?" I question, frowning slightly. However, the frown is wiped off my face as his tongue causes my cock to erect. I feel my panting become heavier and a warmth move down to my crotch. "Shouldn't you still be on your duties?" I ask, the words only just forming. I don't receive an answer, but his eyes show exactly what's going on. The familiar black glint and evil grin etching into his face proves that it's not Jack, and if he is, has been taken over by nightmares. Suddenly, before I can move, shadows grip my wrists and pin me to the bed. The thing imitating Jack crawls up toward me, the shadows prying my mouth open, and forces his cock into my mouth whilst swallowing my own. He keeps fucking my mouth, over and over again. It starts to hurt and it feels like the skin in my throat is being grated away. Finally, his cum slips down my throat, assuring me of his climax. I wanted to reject it, to spit it out, but he won't let me. But the tortures not over yet, he keeps attacking my cock, making sure he got something it return. I didn't want to cum, I wanted to save it for Jack, but I can't hold it in. The thing over me grins wickedly and moves away. I want the torture that started to get more and more pleasurable was over, but I should know better. The shadows flip me over and the imitation slides his cock into me. He starts to gain speed and hit my spot harder and faster each time. I feel a shudder of unwanted pleasure and I cum again!
He moves away from me and laughs manically as he sinks into the shadows, leaving me curled up on the bed. Was... was I just... Raped?! I grip the soft sheets in my fingers and wrap them around me, traumatized at what just happened. I close my eyes so tightly that they might not ever open again. I want to forget that. Forget the horrible unwanted bliss. Did this mean I had betrayed Jack? No! I can't... It wasn't intentional. But no matter how much I want to shut it away, to deny what had just happened, I know it'll never leave me. I can't lie here the rest of my life though. I get up, grab my clothes and rush to the bathroom. I turn the shower dial and feel the water drops against my skin. Washing away the evidence will help in away, but it won't wash away the memories. I fall to my knees, the water soaking my hair. I can't hold back the tears anymore. They fall and mix with the fresh shower water. After my shower has ended, I use the shadows to wrap my robe around me again and slowly walk in the darkened area of the workshop.
"Pitch. Why not come talk with us?" North asks, invitingly and joyfully. I ignore him, keeping my head low and sticking to the shadows. I can't help but think about how many more rouge shadows must be out there, after me...