After changing into clean boxers and a comfortable t-shirt, Jack took a better look at Smaug. The bearded dragon behaved exactly like Pitch had told him he did. He reached in to lift him out, setting him on his shoulder and heading downstairs in search of Pitch. "You weren't kidding when you said he liked me."

Pitch looked up and smiled at them. "I've talked about you a lot to him. I'd be surprised if he didn't."

"So did you order pizza?"

"Yep. It'll be here in twenty."

"Perfect." Jack reached up to scratch under the dragon's chin.

"It's nice to see I've already been replaced," Pitch teased.

"He couldn't replace you. His claws wouldn't feel anywhere near as good."

"How daring. You've grown bold since you arrived."

"It's hard not to when you're as bold as you are."

"Are you feeling comfortable around me?"

"More than earlier," he laughed. "Definitely more than last weekend."

"It's because you're not a virgin anymore. You know what the big deal is about."

"Is that really all it took to not be shy about all of this? Damn. If I'd known that, I would have tried a lot harder to lose my virginity forever ago."

"That's not funny."

"Sorry."

"You were meant to share it with me. I appreciate it more than just some horny jock."

"That's true. I liked giving it to you anyway. Made it feel worth the wait." Jack slid his arms around Pitch's waist for a hug, laughing when Smaug climbed up onto his owner's shoulder instead.

Pitch gave Smaug a small smile and wrapped his arms around Jack. "I'm no virgin, but tonight with you was the best I've ever had."

"I'm sure you're just exaggerating, but thank you anyway. You were the best I've ever had too," he joked.

"I mean it. I've never made love to someone before you."

"I know what you meant." Jack kissed his cheek with a smile. "Well, if I remember correctly, I believe you have photos to show me from your trip?"

"Oh yeah!" Pitch walked into the kitchen where his phone sat charging on the counter. He unplugged it and handed it to Jack. "We should go one day together."

"To India? I don't know about that. The culture is fascinating, but I'm not sure if I'd be able to handle the food. The spices they use tend to overwhelm my nose." He smiled at a selfie of Pitch and a woman. "Is this your mom?"

"Yep, that's Lois."

"She's pretty. Where'd you guys take this one?"

"Mumbai. That one was in Goa, and that one was in Rajasthan."

"It looks pretty awesome."

"It was. There's less spicy food, so if that's the only thing stopping you…"

"Maybe it could be a possibility. I'd suffer through the food if it'd make you happy to go with me."

"I'd go anywhere with you."

Jack smiled and leaned his head against his shoulder. He continued swiping through the pictures. "I'm glad you still enjoyed yourself even with all our drama."

"India has that magic. I did think about you a lot. About us."

"At least you weren't too bummed out by us. I would have felt horrible if you were depressed the whole trip and couldn't enjoy your Mommy and Son bonding trip."

"It's hard to be depressed when Lois is around. She's a lot like you; an eternal optimist, always smiling, life of the party."

"No wonder you didn't really connect with her until you met me. I guess I just opened the gate and forced you to tolerate people like me."

"I guess so," Pitch hummed, kissing Jack's temple. "Or maybe you and Lois are all the optimism I can handle."

Jack sighed happily and leaned into the touch. "I hope not. You're going to undoubtedly face more people like us out in the world."

"Then maybe you'll have to stay with me so I can like them too."

"I can do that. So long as you can still put up with me."

"I think I can manage that. I'm becoming immune to your annoyingness."

"Immune? I can't have that."

"What are you going to do about it?"

"I'll just have to up my game."

"Oh, really?"

"Mhmm. So what kinds of things did you do in India?" He went out to flop on the couch, still looking through the photos. "There's no way you just walked around the entire week."

"No, we rode elephants a lot." Pitch flopped down beside him and pulled Jack's legs up onto his lap as Smaug crawled onto the back of the couch. He gripped Jack's foot and started massaging it. "We went to Hindu temples, shopped in as many places as we could, ate as much as we could, and met as many people as we could. We even bathed in the Ganges."

"Wow! You guys did a lot!" Jack laid back on the couch to get more comfortable.

"Of course. Lois doesn't do anything by halves. She wants to experience as much of a place as she can."

"Did she scare you away from her trips, or do you think you'll go with her again sometime?" He grinned at Pitch.

"We're actually planning a return trip to the Vatican. She wants me to meet Frankie."

"Who's Frankie?"

"Pope Francis."

"Seriously?" Jack snorted. "Your mom calls the Pope, the Pope, Frankie?"

"He calls her Lulu."

"Well, I demand to see a selfie of you, Lulu, and Frankie."

"I do have one Lois took of her and him. I was not there so I am regrettably absent from it."

"I want to see one of you with him. So make sure you take lots of photos when you go."

"I will not leave Italy without a family photo of myself, Lulu, and Frankie."

"Good." Jack gave a satisfied smile. "Oh. Didn't you say last week that you brought back a gift for me?"

"I did. You'll have to wait though."

"Why do I have to wait?"

"Because I want to give it to you when we're in bed."

Jack's eyebrows scrunched suspiciously. "Just what kind of gift did you get me?!"

"A romantic kind, you dirty boy."

"If you're giving it in bed, of course I'm going to be suspicious."

"I want it to be romantic, when you're relaxed and looking up at me with that look after we've made love again."

"Again? I don't think my body can physically even create enough sperm to come a fifth time." Pitch just smiled, switching to Jack's other foot. "I'm not sure how I feel about that look." He closed his eyes with a soft groan, feet sore from performing earlier. "But you're a really good foot masseuse, so I'll let it go for right now."

"Anything else hurt? I'll massage your calves for you if you'd like."

"I wouldn't turn down a massage ever. Feel free to massage whatever you feel like."

"An interesting offer." Pitch's fingers moved up to knead the tense muscles in Jack's calves.

"Why so interesting? Massages are awesome. Who would say no to one?"

"No one." Pitch smiled. "What types of massages do you usually get?"

"Um...regular ones. Feet, legs, shoulders usually. Not very often though. That's why I never turn one down if I'm lucky enough to be offered. Sometimes I can convince Tooth to get my shoulders a bit, but her fingers are so tiny she can't really do much." He shrugged. "My doctor's told me before that I carry my stress in my shoulders."

"So no one has ever massaged your ass."

"No?" Jack peeked one eye open to look at him. "So that's what you're getting at?"

"A massage can be very erotic."

"I wouldn't be surprised. Are you offering?"

"Definitely."

"Do you really want to try it right now?"

"Not with pizza on the way! Later, when we're in bed."

"Oh, of course!" Jack laughed. "How silly of me."

"In the meantime, flip over and I'll work on your shoulders."

"You really don't have to do that." Even as he said that, Jack was already flipping onto his stomach.

Pitch straddled his hips and worked on massaging his back and shoulders. "I know. I want to."

"If you're sure…" His thought trailed off with a soft groan.

"I am," Pitch whispered, working on Jack's body. Jack quickly found himself drifting off as his muscles relaxed under Pitch's talented fingers. "You still with me, love?"

"Hmmm?"

"Are you falling asleep on me?"

"Maybe?" He mumbled and rubbed tiredly at his eyes. "Sorry."

"You're good." The doorbell rang and Pitch got off him to get their food.

Jack slowly stood up and slipped Smaug back onto his shoulder. He stretched carefully as he followed the smell of pizza into the kitchen. "How much do I owe you?"

"Nothing. I insist on paying this time."

"You sure? You're already letting me stay here. You don't have to buy me food too."

"To be fair, you're staying so we can have mind-blowing sex."

"Yes, but you didn't have to actually let me stay the night."

"Why wouldn't I?" Pitch looked at him in confusion, putting a couple slices on a plate.

"I don't know." Jack waved him off. "I'm being tired and weird. Ignore me."

"Did you think I'd kick you out after we had sex?"

"Honestly, I'm not making any sense to myself either. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, talk to me. Did you imagine I'd kick you out?"

"No, I didn't. My smart brain thought that was an intelligent and obviously logical argument. I only meant it was something you could do and not that I thought you would ever actually do it." Jack plopped himself down on a chair at the table.

"My poor prince was worried." Pitch ran his fingers through Jack's hair. "I'd like you to stay. Will you?"

"I'd like to." He leaned back to rest his head against Pitch's stomach. "I guess you're starting to see I'm not as suave as I come off at school." Jack looked up at him, smiling.

"You weren't suave at school either, my prince. Only optimistic." Pitch leaned down and kissed him. "Mmm, tastes good."

"There's no taste. Only me."

"Exactly."

"I think you're the suave one."

"That's a great compliment coming from you."

"I don't think so." His stomach suddenly rumbling brought his attention back to the pizza in front of them. "Can I have a slice?" He smiled sheepishly.

Pitch traded plates with him. "Dig in, love."

"Well, thank you for the pizza." Jack took a big bite.

"You're welcome. You need to regain your energy."

"Because someone used it all up in the first place."

"And that same someone plans on using it up again."

"Sounds to me like we're going to be up very, very late tonight. I hope you don't want me out early tomorrow."

"There is a reason I invited you on a Friday night," Pitch purred. "We have the whole weekend."

"Such smart planning."

"I learned from the best."

"Really? Who?"

"Someone who's handsome, sexy, with the cutest butt and nicest eyes."

"You think I have a cute butt?"

"The cutest butt."

"I'd say the same, but I think you already know my feelings on your bum."

"I'd almost say...obsessed?"

"I'm its biggest fan." He grinned.

"I see you've gained your courage."

"I'm getting there."

"I'm glad. I want you to feel comfortable enough to be bold and vocal with me."

"I hope I'll get there someday." He finished off his last piece of crust and reached for another slice.

"You're already close. You're actually able to talk about my butt without blushing."

"Good point. It could just because I like it so much though?" Jack laughed.

"Maybe."

"So I have a question for you."

"You do love asking questions."

"Yes, I do. An inquisitive mind leads you down the path to genius." He took a thoughtful bite of pizza. "Is it really true what you said before? Did you have a crush on me before you knew I was Guardian?"

Pitch's eyes widened slightly before he sighed. "I did. You've always been really annoying and this…" He waved his hand in the air at Jack. "Being so far above the rest of us. The perfect student, the perfect friend, the perfect guy, the perfect everything. I hated you. Then...I found you in the stairwell, alone. You didn't notice me. Something must have upset you because you were crying, but you looked so...beautiful. Your eyes were bright and your cheeks were pink. My crush began that exact moment. It's come and gone for years, but it's always been there."

"I remember that day." Jack smiled sadly. "I had no idea you were there."

"I know. You were too busy sniffling and wiping your nose like a two year old," Pitch teased, taking a bite of pizza. "What were you crying about?"

"That was the first time someone broke up with me. I loved him, or at least I thought I did. Little did I know that it pales in comparison to real love, but I was still heartbroken at the time."

"I'm sorry. When you love, you love truly. Whoever broke your heart didn't deserve to have it."

"It wasn't his fault. He said from the beginning that he wasn't even sure if he was gay or not. I got too attached too fast, and then he figured out he was straight after all."

"Bah, excuses." Pitch handed Jack another slice of pizza. "I'm here now. And you don't have to worry about my sexuality."

"Thank you." He happily took the offered slice. "You're not going to suddenly turn straight on me?"

"Why would I when I've had your sexy butt?"

"You never know."

"I've thought about dating women. I prefer hard bodies, flat chests, a strong neck, a dick."

"Oh! I have all of those!"

"Indeed you do. And now ice blue eyes are a must."

"So if we don't work out, any potential guys will also have to have blue eyes?"

"And light hair. They also have to have a butt cute enough to best yours."

"I think you'll just have to find a less annoying clone of me."

"Too much work. I guess I'm just going to have to keep you forever."

"I'm okay with that. I think I'd prefer it, actually." Jack leaned back in his chair, his stomach finally satisfied.

"And now I have a question for you."

"Yes?"

"What are we?"

"I was wondering the same thing myself. I can't answer for sure, but I can tell you what I would like us to be?"

"What would you like?"

"I'd like to be a couple. Officially." He looked at his twiddling thumbs with a blush.

"You'd like to be my boyfriend?"

Jack nodded slowly, peeking up at him. "If that's something you'd like as well."

"Well…" Pitch stood and walked behind Jack and out of his line of vision. "I'd have to think about it."

"I understand. It's okay if you can't answer tonight. I don't want you to feel pressured or anything."

"What would be included in being your boyfriend?"

"Dates on occasion, cuddling and sex, my 'cute butt'...along with my insane schedule and terminal delightfulness. I don't really have much to offer."

Two arms came up on either side of him, caging him in. "And what are our official titles?"

"Boyfriends? I think." He looked up at Pitch hopefully.

"Would you cry like that over me?"

"I'd cry more."

"Would you actually mourn my loss?"

"Of course."

"Are you worried I'm going to say no to your proposal?"

"A smidgeon."

"Don't be. I decided to accept it the moment you offered it."

Jack ran his hands over his face with a sigh. "And you've just been letting me sit here sweating with worry?"

"I wanted to be one hundred percent sure."

"You weren't before?"

"I was ninety percent sure. Now I know you love me."

"You're positive now?" He looked back up at Pitch.

"I am. I love you, my boyfriend."

"I love you too. So does this mean you can come down here and kiss me now?"

Pitch smiled and leaned down, kissing Jack lovingly. "Well? Aren't you going to try it out?"

"Try what out?" Jack returned the smile and reached up to keep him close for more kisses.

"My new title."

"You mean torture artist?" He grinned.

"That's one of my many titles, but not the one I want to hear from your beautiful lips."

"Hot guy with the perfect butt?"

"Close, but not quite."

"Do I get a clue?" Jack pulled him down and hovered so their lips were just a breath apart.

Pitch breathlessly chuckled, brushing their lips together. "I tortured you for it."

"Oooohh. That's the one you want so badly? My boyfriend…" Jack smiled and kissed him again.

Pitch moaned as he pulled Jack close. "Say it again."

"My handsome boyfriend."

"Mhmm. Again."

"Boyfriend, boyfriend, boyfriend, boyfriend."

"Let's go upstairs."

"Yes, boyfriend." Jack stood and took Pitch's hand. Pitch smiled and eagerly dragged his new boyfriend back to his bedroom. "Are we doing this again?"

"Mhmm." He carefully but quickly took Smaug from Jack's shoulder and deposited him back in his habitat, instantly returning to his side.

"Then...this time…" Jack pushed up Pitch's shirt and pulled it over his head. "I want to do more. I feel like I kind of just sat there earlier."

Pitch nodded, gripping Jack's hips tightly. "I'll let you do it all. You're in control."

"I don't know about all." He let his fingers run over the smooth skinr of his chest. "I'm still new at this, after all. But I would like to participate more than just sit there."

"What would you like to do?"

"More of what we did earlier." Jack leaned forward to kiss at his neck as his hands pushed at the pajama pants.

"More of what we did earlier…" Pitch moaned, leaning his head back and stretching his neck under Jack's lips. "Anything in particular?"

"You in me. I'm open to suggestions on positions." He took Pitch's hard length in hand and gave it a slow stroke.

"How flexible are you?"

"I'd say decently so."

"Is there anything you're a definite no about?"

"I'm usually open to trying new things. I don't have much experience, but I'd like to get more."

"Fuck, you're dangerous," Pitch purred as his hands slid up under Jack's shirt, tracing his ribs. "Is there anything you want me to repeat or anything new you'd like to try?"

"Once I got used to this," he gave the length a squeeze. "Inside me, I had no problem with any of it. I liked the skin on skin and the kissing and touching. All of it."

"Did you like my mouth on you back there?"

Jack nodded, blushing at the thought. "Sorry I'm not being very helpful right now, but I mean it. Everything felt good."

"That is actually very helpful." Pitch slipped Jack's pants down and helped him step out of them.

"I don't see how…"

"It tells me what you like." He walked around behind Jack, kissing where his neck and shoulder met. "It tells me what you think feels good. How you like to be pleasured."

"What about you?" Jack reached back behind him so he could still run his hands up Pitch's sides. "Tell me how you like to be pleasured."

"For one, I've imagined your pretty mouth on me."

"I can try, if you want me to."

"Do you want to?"

"I'll admit I'm curious what it would be like."

Pitch took Jack's hand and led him over to the bed. He sat down on the edge and looked up at Jack as he spread his legs. "Do you understand how?"

"I understand the idea. Hopefully that translates well to actually doing it well." Jack fell to his knees in front of his boyfriend. He leaned in to give a long lick up the length, peering up into amber eyes. "I might need some direction though."

Long fingers tangled in Jack's hair as Pitch watched the bewitching sight of Jack Frost on his knees. "Show me what you've got first, and I'll help you from there."

"Of course, boyfriend," he whispered with a small smirk before suckling on the tip. Jack slowly took in bit by bit of the length.

Pitch groaned and watched his length slowly disappear between those perfect lips. "Easy, lover. We'll have to practice taking me down your throat."

Jack pulled away for a moment to wipe at his mouth. "Sorry." He eagerly dove back in for more.

Pitch threw his head back, moaning at the awkward yet delightful sucking of his boyfriend. His hand on Jack's hair guided him until he was expertly bobbing his head between his legs. "God, I want you." Jack brought his fingers up to fondle the sac. He couldn't help a moan at a tug to his hair and was delighted by the reaction Pitch gave him. He moaned around the length again. "Are you going to torture me now?" Pitch breathlessly chuckled.

"No. Was it any good?" Jack pulled away and wiped his lips clean. "I liked doing that a lot."

Pitch pulled Jack up and kissed him deeply. "You'll get better with practice, but you did very good."

"I'll have to practice real hard then."

"We'll practice later. Just focus on using our mouths on each other."

"Sounds like fun." He moaned into their kiss and moved to sit on Pitch's lap.

"Do you want to ride me this time?" Pitch whispered against Jack's lips.

Jack shook his head, cheeks reddening. "I don't think I'm ready for that yet."

"Not that confident yet?"

"Not yet."

Pitch smiled and rolled them over so Jack was on his back. "Are you confident enough to look at me while we make love?"

"I think so." He nodded and let his eyes roam over Pitch's chest before meeting his eyes.

"And now…" Pitch took Jack's hands and put them on his butt. "You get to fondle me as much as you like."

Jack gave his butt a thoughtful squeeze. "I do like this much better."

"You'll like it a lot more once I'm inside you. You'll feel the muscles moving beneath the skin every time I thrust."

"Show me then." He wrapped his legs around Pitch's waist and pulled him closer.

"Are you getting a little desperate for me?"

"Is it so bad to enjoy feeling so close to you."

"It's not bad at all. It's actually a relief, knowing your desperation matches mine."

"You don't seem very desperate right now…"

"Oh love, there's nothing more I want right now than to be inside you, fucking you senseless. I'm also trying to relax you."

"Relax? Isn't that the opposite of what we want right now?"

"Unafraid then."

"You don't scare me, boyfriend."

"No. I just make you nervous." Pitch softly bit Jack's neck, rubbing himself between his spread legs.

Jack bit his lip with a moan. "It's not so bad anymore. I'm a fairly quick adjuster, and you're just too amazing to stay nervous about."

"So you trust me with this sexy body?"

"I do."

"You said that so sweetly. It makes me want to reward you."

"I wouldn't mind a reward," Jack whispered.

"What reward do you think you deserve?"

"More kissing." He barely brushed their lips together and shifted up to rub their hard lengths together. "And more of this."

"This?"

Jack ground up against him again. "Yes. More."

"Do you want me inside?"

"Mhmm. I liked it."

"You liked what?"

"Why do you always have to have me say it? You inside me, okay?"

"I like hearing you say it."

"Well, I said it." Jack stuck his tongue out with a huff. Warm lips wrapped around Jack's tongue, sucking it into his mouth. His own tongue tangled with his in a passionate kiss. His hands slipped on a new condom and lifted Jack's hips so he could position himself. That tongue licked up his moans as he thrust inside, sliding in more easily than before. Blue eyes shot open with a moan. The sudden fullness stung but quickly faded into the pleasure he'd felt earlier. Jack squeezed the flesh in his hands tighter, loving how it also urged Pitch harder for a moment. Pitch held Jack tightly as he thrust inside him, going a little faster now that Jack was prepared for it. The muscles in his butt flexed beneath Jack's hands. Jack had to tear himself away from Pitch's lips when he needed to breathe. His lips instead moved to a smooth shoulder, biting down on it to muffle a loud moan when Pitch found that spot again.

"There it is," Pitch growled, thrusting harder against him. Thin legs wrapped tightly around Pitch's waist. He threw his head back with a cry, his hands instead moving to tug at dark hair. Pitch latched onto Jack's Adam's apple and sucked the tender flesh as he moved frantically between his legs. Long fingers tangled in Jack's hair, holding his head still while he sucked. Jack's muscles tightened around Pitch's length with impending orgasm. "Are you going to come, love? I thought you couldn't," Pitch teased.

Jack gasped, "Shut up."

"Then I guess I don't need to make you come."

"Please," he begged. Pitch smiled and claimed Jack's mouth in a kiss as he rubbed his belly against Jack's length, giving him friction as he pounded against his prostate. Jack bit down on his lip, his scream muffled in Pitch's mouth as he came. Pitch groaned at the feeling of tightness around his length, and he was only able to thrust a few more times before he came in the condom. He moaned with his release and held Jack close. With a soft moan, Jack slowly lowered his legs back to the bed. His head fell back with a satisfied smile.

"Well? How was it this time?"

"Still wonderful."

Pitch hummed in pleasure and flopped down beside him, stroking his fingers down Jack's chest. "Are you going to be able to keep from blushing once we get to school, knowing my lip is busted because of you?"

A look at his bloodied lip had Jack groaning. "I'm so sorry. I don't know why I did that."

"Because you're a wild one, just as I said." Pitch ran his tongue across his lip with a satisfied smirk. "Well? Are you going to be blushing?"

"I'm going to try my best not to."

"Which means you're going to."

"I'll probably slip up a couple of times for sure."

"Will you kiss me at all, or will we pretend to be as we always have?"

"Of course I'll kiss you. Isn't that what we decided? That once we were together, there would be no hiding it?"

"I dunno. You have a reputation, and hooking up with the school's bad boy doesn't exactly fit in with that reputation."

"I don't care about my reputation. I'm not going to act like I don't know you when we're at school."

"Aww, you're proud of me," Pitch teased, kissing the underside of Jack's jaw.

"I am." He blushed.

"Proud of us too, I think."

"Of course. We worked hard to get where we are."

"And we both absolutely need to kiss each other. You especially. You turn into such an angry bunny when I don't kiss you. You pout and fuss and frown until I just can't resist you anymore."

Jack smacked him lightly. "There's no need to tease me for it."

"I'm only teasing you a little. I feel the same about you. My lips tingle when they're not kissing you, and it just gets worse and worse until we're together again."

"Then I think the solution is that we just shouldn't separate ever again," he grinned.

"That might look silly in public. Although, if we both happen to need the restroom a couple times and just so happen to meet up…"

"We could also continue our hand holding sessions if you'd like."

"I'd like anything that brings me closer to you."

"I love you," Jack whispered and stroked a sharp cheekbone. He groaned softly when Pitch's length slowly slipped out of him.

Pitch shivered and pulled Jack close, reaching down to pull the blankets up over their bodies. "I love you too. You're annoying, but, God help me, I'm so in love with you."

"Can we finally sleep now? I really don't think I could take another round tonight."

Pitch chuckled quietly. "I'll spare you. You've done very well tonight."

"Thanks. You didn't do too bad yourself," he yawned.

"Go to sleep, boyfriend. You need your energy."

"Not my fault."

"No, it's all my fault," Pitch purred, pulling Jack to lie on his chest.

"Exactly."

"Good. Now sleep."

"Yes, my king," Jack mumbled even as his eyes slid closed. Pitch smiled and kissed his forehead as he hunkered down and soon fell asleep with his love in his arms.

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