Lots of smut! Smutsmutsmut! Enjoy! :3

They woke up an hour later, and Jack was a bit sore, but in a pleasant way.

"Come, Jack, lets get cleaned up." Pitch said, scooping him up an phasing through the shadows to the bathroom. It was not as dark as the other rooms, as it had glowing crystals in the corners, and the bath tub was more like a hot spring with a waterfall spouting from one wall.

"This is nice." Jack said with a smile as Pitch lowered he and Jack into the warm water. Jack recoiled a bit at first, but soon the warmth soothed him and he relaxed.

"Not too hot?" Pitch asked, and Jack shook his head.

"No, it's nice." He said with a smile. Pitch smiled back and kissed Jack sweetly. Jack moaned lightly, kissing back, straddling Pitch and was soon hard.

"You are very excitable." Pitch chuckled, nipping at Jack's neck, drawing out more delicious sounds from the boy.

"It's- Ah! Y-your fault!" Jack retorted, rolling his hips to rub against Pitch's growing erection.

"Is it now? I do believe then, that it is my responsibility to fix this then." Pitch purred, reaching down and stroking Jack's member.

"Y-yes! Pitch! Fix it!" Jack moaned, bucking into the mans hand.

"Excitable and eager." Pitch chuckled, speeding his hand up, watching Jack writhe in pleasure for him.

"Cum for me, Jack." He whispered, and Jack came hard, screaming in pleasure. He slumped against Pitch, calming down, then turned and slid down on him, moaning.

"Let me take care of you now." He gasped, sliding up and down on Pitch, the water a bit uncomfortable for this, but it felt good enough. Pitch gasped and moaned, grabbing Jack's hips and guiding his body. He gently bit at the boy's neck, then his ear, then back down to his shoulder, making him moan more. Pitch met Jack's hips with hard thrusts, aiming for his prostate, and smirking when he found it, causing Jack to cry out.

"Yes! Pitch! Please, more!" He shouted, and Pitch happily complied, going faster and harder until Jack came again, his muscles clenching over Pitch's member, making him cum as well, moaning loudly. They collapsed panting, the water steaming around them.

"We came in here to get clean, not dirtier." Pitch said, pulling out of Jack.

"I didn't hear you complain." Jack said with a grin. Pitch rolled his eyes and kissed Jack again. He handed the boy some soap and chuckled.

"Wash yourself, I don't trust me not to try anything." He said, grabbing more and washing his own body, then stepping under the waterfall to rinse himself off. Jack chuckled and washed himself as well, rinsing off after Pitch.

"Maybe I want you to try something." Jack said suggestively, and Pitch looked over Jack's body with a smirk.

"Really now?" He purred, gabbing Jack's already half hard member. Jack moaned and bucked his hips, making Pitch smirk wider. Pitch was hard and he pulled Jack to him, turning him around and thrusting in roughly. Jack screamed and moaned, pushing back against him.

"Yes! Fuck me hard, Pitch!" Jack cried, and Pitch complied eagerly, grabbing the teen's hips and thrusting in as hard as he could, moaning. He leaned forward and bit Jack's shoulder, leaving his mark.

"You are mine, Jack Frost."

"Yes! Yes! Pitch, I'm yours!" Jack screamed, and he pushed against Pitch with each thrust. Pitch moaned at those words and he reached around and began pumping Jack's member in time with his thrusts.

"Oh, gods! Yes!" Jack screamed, then came hard, his member extremely sensitive now.

"Pitch!"

"Yes, Jack! Ahh!" Pitch moaned as he came deep in Jack.

"Beautiful." Pitch purred, pulling out of Jack. Jack gave a small whine at the empty feeling, but decided to cuddle into Pitch.

"And you are damn sexy." Jack replied, kissing Pitch's neck. Pitch chuckled and ran his long fingers over the bite mark on Jack's shoulder, making the boy wince a little.

"Will it scar?" Jack asked, and Pitch shook his head.

"Only self inflicted wounds scar." He said.

"So I can mark you as often as I want." He purred, licking the wound tenderly. Jack moaned and tilted his head to give him more room.

"Jack, never leave me." Pitch said quietly.

"Always come back to me." He added. Jack was taken aback by the request, but smiled, pulling away to look into Pitch's golden eyes.

"Always, Pitch. I will always come back to you."

Suddenly a Nightmare galloped in an whinnied urgently.

"Wash up Jack. North is here." He said angrily. Jack gasped and washed himself before getting out and drying off quickly. He jumped into his clothes, while Pitch summoned his onto his body with shadows. He handed Jack his staff, then took him through the shadows to meet up with North.

"Jack! We were worried! Why did you not check in?" North said, clearly relieved to se that Jack was ok.

"I fell asleep here and Pitch took care of me. Sorry." Jack said, giving an apologetic smile. North looked suspicious, but accepted the excuse.

"I see you bathed as well. I guess you are being taken care of." He said.

"More than he would with you." Pitch said, glaring at the Guardian.

"Pitch! Please don't." Jack said, eyes wide.

"No, Jack. He needs to know." Pitch said softly, and North looked confused and upset.

"Know what, Jack?" North asked, and Jack took a deep breath.

"That no matter how many believers I get, no matter how long I am a Guardian I don't feel needed. You never offer me a place to stay, you only call me to meetings when you and the others aren't enough to stop whatever is happening."

"Jack, I-"

"No, North! Pitch treats me as an equal, and he offers me a place to stay and things to do. I will remain a Guardian, but I am going to stay with Pitch. Now thank you for checking up on me, but I'm fine." Jack said, walking away.

"What have you done to him Pitch!?" North snapped, pulling out his sabres.

"Only what he's asked me to do to him." Pitch said with a smirk.

"And the way he screams my name, it's beautiful." He said, laughing as he faded into the shadows. A couple of Nightmares forced North to leave.

"I will be back, Pitch! And the others too!" He bellowed before he was forced out of the lair.

"You told him!?" Jack asked, both happy to have that off of his chest, and appalled that Pitch would say it like that.

"I did, and North went paler than you." Pitch said, smirking. Jack blushed and hid his face in his hands, making Pitch chuckle.

"He said he'd be back with the others."

"And I won't leave you." Jack said, wrapping his arms around Pitch, who hugged the sprite back.

"Not that I would let you leave." Pitch whispered, nipping at Jack's ear. Jack jumped, but pressed closer to him, smiling.

"So I can't bring snow days anymore?" He asked.

"As long as you come back, you can do anything." Pitch replied, running his fingers through Jack's soft white hair, making him close his eyes happily.

"I love it when you do this." He breathed, smiling. Pitch smiled as well, kissing the top of Jack's head.

"Good, I enjoy doing it." He said, and they sat on Pitch's bed like that for a while.