Well, it's official. I have no idea what I'm doing with my life. Excuse me while I go cry.
"Oh my...God!" Jack grunted, his fingers digging into the sheets beneath him.
"He is not here. Only I am." Pitch rammed in, forcing the smaller man into the mattress. Long fingers rubbed over a firm cheek before slapping it hard.
Jack jumped, gasping at the sudden pain. "Y-yes! O-only you!"
"Open your mouth."
Jak did as he was told, gasping loudly at the hard movements behind him.
Pitch reached around, tying a silk scarf around Jack's mouth and behind his head. He was satisfied when Jack bit down, unable to speak. "Come now, Jack. Let me hear you. Louder!" He slapped Jack's rear again, the loud slap ringing out through the air.
Jack screamed, his head shaking from side to side. Goddamn it! Feels so...fuck! So good! He moaned, spreading his legs more.
Pitch laughed, flipping Jack over. He leaned down, harshly biting the tip if Jack's nipple.
Jack gasped again, running his nails down Pitch's shoulders. When Pitch pulled away with a growl, Jack opened his eyes to see blood on his nails.
"You little wildcat! You dare scratch me!"
Jack shook his head madly, his body screaming in pleasure and pain as Pitch rammed into him harder, forcing his legs over his head.
"Does it feel good? Do you like it when I abuse you like this?"
Jack nodded, tears slipping from his eyes. He sighed when he felt long fingers untie the tie, letting him speak. "Y-yes! I love this. I...I love yo-"
Pitch put a hand over Jack's mouth. "Never say that to me again. I do not want your love. I only want your ass, no more."
Jack gasped, his back arching as his release forced through him. "P-please...why are you doing this to me?"
"You knew what I was. You had a chance to run. Don't blame me that you came back." Pitch pulled out, releasing on Jack's stomach.
"Of course I came back. I love..." Jack blushed, his muscles numb. "Never mind."
"Good." Pitch rose from the bed, quickly getting dressed. "Will $50 be enough for you to get a cab back?"
Jack sat up, looking at him with wide eyes. "Y-you mean...I can't stay? But it's late and I'm filthy!"
"Not my problem. Will $50 be enough?"
"Don't bother," Jack grumbled, pulling his pants on. "I rode my bike."
"Alright." Pitch shoved the bills into his pocket, closing the door behind him. Jack gave it a minute before he fell to the floor, sobbing. Why do I have to love you, you bastard?
Jack sighed, feeling utterly bored with his life. He hadn't gone back to the bar in a month, avoiding Pitch at all costs. He had taken to frequenting other bars, but it was never the same. He was safe, yes, but it was boring. Jack misses Pitch, despite the abuse and the lack of affection. He groaned, slamming his head down on the table. Since when did I become such a masochist? I enjoy being tied and abused because...at least I'm with him.
He jumped when he heard his phone vibrate, a 'new message' alert popping up on the screen. His eyes widened when he saw who it was from. Pitch Black
Where the fuck are you?
Umm...at my apartment?
Where is it?
Why would I tell you?
Because I fucking asked! Now tell me!
He gave the address, his eyes widening when he received no response. His eyes widened even more when he heard loud banging at his door a few minutes later. He opened the door, his body reflexively backing away. "Please...don't hurt me."
Pitch stepped in, closing the door behind him without looking away. "You tell me something like 'I love you' and then you just disappear for a month?"
"B-but...you said..."
"It doesn't matter what I said. I thought we had an agreement. Your body is mine, Jack."
"Why the fuck would I go back to you after...after what you did?"
"And what exactly did I do?"
"You...you won't let me feel anything! I tell you that I love you and you make me feel like...like those feelings don't matter. Well, they do matter, you fucking bastard! They matter a lot! I've never loved anyone this way before. You are my first!"
Pitch crossed his arms, leaning back against the door. "Are you done?"
"No, you fucking prick! I'm pissed off!"
"Then why are you crying?"
Jack gasped, wiping quickly at his eyes. "B-because...they're tears of extreme anger! I'm fucking pissed off!"
"Are you?" Pitch pushed himself off the door, slowly stalking forward.
Jack backed up, his heart pounding in his chest. "Y-yes I am! I...I'm furious."
"Really? Then let me make amends."
"N-no! You can't apologize for this!"
"Who said anything about apologizing?" Pitch reached out, his hand sneaking under Jack's shirt. His long fingers moved over the skin, his cool skin a sharp contrast against Jack's warmth.
"P-please...don't."
"Your mouth says 'no,' but your body is saying something completely different." He moved his hand up, pinching one hard nipple. "It's saying that it wants me, and badly."
"N-no..." Jack moaned, arching against Pitch's fingers. "Please...don't."
"Why don't you just give up? This is what you wanted, and still want. Just give in." Pitch pulled Jack close, his golden eyes burning as they looked down at him. "Just give in to me."
Jack looked at Pitch breathlessly, his decision already made. "Just...don't be too hard."
"You don't get to make demands after the month you've made me wait. You're going to lie there, and you're going to take it and like it."
"N-no..." Jack pushed at Pitch's chest, desperately struggling to get away. "Not tonight. Please...don't hurt me tonight."
"What will you give me in exchange, hmm?"
"Everything. If you don't hurt me...I'll let you do whatever you want to me."
Pitch smiled slyly, his hands already working on stripping Jack down. "We'll see."
"That fucking hurt, you bastard." Jack's voice was muffled since he had his face pressed against the pillow, his body weak.
Pitch shrugged, leaning back against the headboard. "Not my fault. You shouldn't have denied me for a whole month."
"You shouldn't have made me feel like shit."
"You shouldn't be so sensitive."
"You shouldn't be such a bastard."
"You shouldn't be so sexually tempting."
Jack blushed, turning his head to look up at him. "You think I'm tempting?"
"Of course. Why else would I fuck you raw?"
"Because you're a perv that likes to be dominant."
"That too, but I would just take you from behind if I didn't find you appealing. How many times have I taken you face-to-face?"
Jack blushed even more, hiding his face. "Do you think...next time...I could be on top?"
"Excuse me?"
"Something like...this." Jack bowed his head, slowly moving to straddle Pitch's hips. He rubbed his pelvis over Pitch's crotch, moaning when he felt the flesh grow hard beneath him.
"Like I said, very tempting." Pitch held tight to Jack's hips, moving him harder over his body. "Spread yourself wide. I want to have my way with you again."
Jack spread himself, moaning loudly as he felt the hard flesh fill him up. "Please...try and be gentle."
Yes, I know there's a lot of smut. Let's just call this the "honeymoon phase" since I plan for there to be a lot more angst later on.
Please, send a review and let me know what you think! It really makes me smile like a fool XD