'Where am I? Why am I here? Is this heaven or hell? Why am I on this softness?' Jack twitched at the last thought. "Nehn…" Jack grounded out.
"Jack?" Chase hovered even closer to the albino. "Jack if you can hear me, say your name."
"Ch-chase?" Jack opened his eyes slightly.
"I said YOUR name, not mine." The warlord said kissing Jacks head.
"Jack Spicer… am I in heaven?" the genius asked coughing lightly.
"Luckily, you're alive."
"… I don't feel lucky." The albino looked away.
"You will when you get better. Also, next time you try something stupid like that again, you will wish that you succeeded the first time." The immortal man said seriously.
"Why is that?" Jack replied with a light glare.
"Two words; No sex." Chase smirked at Jacks blush.
"WH-what?"
Chase kissed the albino on the lips very passionately. Jack was paralyzed from shock for a few seconds and then kissed back, moaning a little.
"You need to get better before we-"
"Now." Jack nearly ordered.
"Excuse me?" Chase was surprised at Jacks tone.
"I want it now. I don't care if I'm injured or not."
"You may not, but I do." Chase got up and left the room.
One of his many warrior cats came in and watched Jack from the foot of the bed.
