Disclaimer: obviously I do not own anything to do with Rise of the Guardians, or the books that inspired the movie.
Cupid's Strike
Chapter Eleven - Wicked Fun
"So, you said something about showing me some fun?" Jack coyly asked Pitch once Cupid was away.
Again Pitch laughed that warm, humble laugh that had so surprised everyone back in the Warren. The sound lasted longer this time and morphed slowly into something that had a bit of devilish delight to it.
"Tell me Jack, have you ever gone to one of those things human's call a movie?"
Jack looked at Pitch in genuine surprise. "Seriously?" he laughed, not knowing what else to say. The thought of Pitch sitting in a theater with a bucket of cold, buttery popcorn in his lap made him laugh all the harder.
Pitch grinned, his sharp teeth showing. His eyes held a secret.
Traveling again through the shadows, they appeared in the dark expanse of a theater full of humans. It was full, and they were greeted by echoed screaming coming from the speakers and a woman running from faceless monster on the massive screen.
"These are teenagers Jack," Pitch whispered hotly into Jack's ear. "They have come to a horror film to have 'some fun'. So why don't we show them some?"
Jack grinned wickedly, realizing how perfect it was. Both he and Pitch could do just about anything they wanted here. Teens were an interesting ild for spirit kind who desired believers. Their experience in life took away most of their ability to believe in characters such as Jack Frost and Pitch Black. Yet their youth made them susceptible to the fun and fear that the spirits could offer.
With an excited shiver that shook his entire body, Jack made the space begin to cool, watching as the audience grew a bit uncomfortable from it and the gore on screen.
Pitch for his part, made the shadows in the already dark room even darker and impenetrable by even the bright light coming off of the projection. Then he did something that Jack would not have guessed to expect from him in a million years. He started humming. And humming a Christmas carol no less! Then when he came to the appropriate point in the song, he opened his mouth and sang in the most sultry voice that Jack had ever heard; "Jack Frost nipping at your nose."
Jack's knees went soft and he thanked his luck for having his staff to lean on.
Pitch then left Jack's side to demonstrate his plan. Standing directly in front of a girl, knowing that she could not see him, he stretched out his long grey fingers and pinched the sensitive outcrop of her face between his forefinger and thumb. His grip was rather tight. I would have been painful for the girl had she believed in Pitch. But she also should not have felt it at all, nonbelievers rarely were able to be affected by any direct contact with spirits. But as it was, with her nerves frazzled by the terror of the film, she did feel the contact. The girl twitched in seat and made a high squeeling scream that made everyone in the theater look in her direction. The people around her laughed at her fear, their own nervousness clear in their voices, while the girl first looked embarrassed and then also began to laugh before the movie caught her attention again.
Pitch looked back at Jack triumphantly.
Jack laughed, delighted at the trick. Then leaping spitefully over Pitch's head, he copied the action on a boy who held a bored looking girl against his side. The boy was less vocal than Pitch's girl, but he jumped so much that he disturbed and humored his date who started to laugh at him. Jack's grin grew, pleased at the result.
Only the feel of a hand gently being laid upon his shoulder and then sweeping across his back to lay on the other before leaving entirely distracted Jack from the joke. Turning, he saw that Pitch had drifted by him to attack another woman's nose while looking at Jack with an expression of pure enjoyment, which Jack had never seen on his face before.
And so it continued through the rest of the movie. Jack and Pitch pinching the noses of the audience members who they instinctually knew believed enough for them to touch. All the while, the two spirits flirted with one another with teasing touches and teasing glances as they played out their prank. Pitch particularly liked to pet Jack, especially when his touch could come unexpectedly. While Jack found it particularly fun to rush past Pitch just out of his long reach, with a 'come hither' glance thrown in his partner's direction.
By the time the movie had ended, the two had managed to make nearly half of the audience cry out with exhilarating fear. As they exited, the humans made laughing commentary to the experience saying that the movie had been the scariest they had ever seen. "I actually felt it," Jack heard one girl say to her friends who were laughing about her reaction to the movie monster.
As the theater emptied Pitch and Jack settled together in the best seats at the back, just under the projector window. But they weren't watching the crowd leave. They were too preoccupied with each other to care about that or the theater employees coming in to clean up. Both were fairly brimming with excitement and pleasure. Each had drunken in the fear and fun energy to their full and were left with a need to feel each other.
When Jack was within reach, Pitch took him into his arms and dragged the boy-faced immortal down onto his lap as he somehow gracefully fell into the theater seat. His lips immediately pressed to Jack's, kissing the pretty blue tinged lips with such fervor that both he and Jack moaned at the first taste. Pitch's arms wound around Jack tightly, pressing the smaller body so close to his own that even through the fabric of his cloak and Jack's hoodie, he could feel each beat of Jack's happy heart.
Jack for his part was finding himself growing aroused for what was only the second time since his human death, and he didn't intend to waste it. As soon as he had been pulled into Pitch's lap, Jack's arms had been around the man's neck making sure the lips would not leave him. But slowly he moved them so that he could first cup Pitch's amazing cheek bones and then travel past his sharp jaw and long neck. Finally at the place where the long black cloak began Jack pushed his cool fingers under the collar opening it wide and over Pitch's shoulders.
Pitch took the hint and pulled away to throw the cloak off of his arms and torso while Jack pulled his own top up and over his head.
Once they were both shirtless, Jack and Pitch attacked each other's lips again. But this time instead of wrapping their arms about the other's body, they instead traced the shape of the naked skin before them. Jack liked Pitch's unexpectedly strong front with heavy pectorals and etched abdominal muscles that were normally hidden under slimming black. Pitch was fond of Jack's long thin back where he could feel every vertebra and every stronger than expected muscle pulling taut as he Jack stretched to both continue the deep kisses and thrust his hips against Pitch's own.
Both moaned hotly at the feel of each other's arousal. Putting his hands onto Jack's hips to hold him still, Pitch reluctantly pulled his tongue from Jack's mouth and trailed kisses across his face over to suck on the shell of his ear: "Jack, love, tell me to stop."
Author's Note: okay so really, tell me to stop. I will be making this NC-17 next chapter (notice this chapter has nothing more than what network television would show between heterasexual couples) unless someone gives me a VERY good reason not to. Also, I don't own "A Christmas Song", Nat King Cole's estate does I think. But I did not want to say that earlier and give it away.
