I'm sorry for how long this has taken to upload guys. I'm so busy with my college project, that I have barely anytime to write. I'm gonna try and work out a timetable for them both though so I can begin to upload normally again. Thank you for being so patient with me (again)
No P.o.V
Jack allows the moment to play in his head again whilst he leans up the headboard to his bed. The pair weren't allowed into the pole again for a while, so they had to occupy themselves until then. Jack had thought it a good idea to tell Jamie about the recently formed relationship of him and Pitch, soon after the Guardians got their hands on the information. This also means it was no shock to approach the boy, hand in hand with Pitch, to start a snowball fight in the middle of summer. Watching Pitch so happy like that around the children... Bright smiles on all of their faces and a sense of protection closed around them because of his presence... It was completely different from what Jack witnessed just a few months ago. All the hatred to one another and the hostility... He had really changed.
"Tired?" Pitch's voice halts his thoughts. Jack follows Pitch with his eyes as he walks from the shadows and sits next to him on the bed. Taking his opportunity, Jack shuffles down the bed slightly and places his head onto Pitch's lap.
"Just thinking." He answers airily. Pitch's hand smooths over and through Jack's white locks, adding to the already calm and soothing atmosphere.
"Oh? And what's on your mind?" Pitch questions, curiosity tinting his voice.
"Just you," Jack smirks, closing his eyes, "how good you were with the kids today." He finishes, praise setting into his tone.
"Just because I use them for their nightmares and fear, doesn't mean I don't know how to act around them either." Pitch points out.
"Yeah, but your attitude toward them has changed so much in such a little time. Im proud of you." Jack compliments, arching his back slightly, moving his head and pressing a soft kiss on Pitch's lips.
"It was nice to not have to going into one of your tantrums about going to see them and end up acting their age." The teen smirks, lying back down and closing his eyes.
"Hey, I don't-" Pitch begins to argue, a whine becoming clear within his voice. Jack opens his eyes and raises an eyebrow toward him, silencing him instantly.
"At least I can act my age when I need to." Pitch replies, proudly awaiting Jacks reaction.
"What's that supposed to mean? I act my age. But I don't know if you noticed, but I'm the Guardian of fun I'm supposed to act childish, also I died at eighteen, I don't really know or want to act like an adult." Jack reminds, defending himself.
"Yes, but you've had three hundred years to try and grasp the sense of responsibility on your shoulders. Besides," Pitch exclaims, climbing ontop of the teen, pinning his shoulders to the bed with his hands and his legs on the insides of the frost spirits legs, resting against his thighs, "an eighteen year old would know how to talk dirty." He finishes, a lustful smirk creeping onto his face. Jack can't restrain a grin as he grips Pitch's robes and pulls him down, so his ear is next to his lips. After whispering a few slick words into his ear, he releases a wide eye Pitch. The dark spirit looks down at the Guardian of fun and scans his face, watching into turn into the same lust that he is now becoming exposed to. Without wasting anymore time, Pitch pulls down and ravishes the visible skin on Jacks neck. Spreading messy kiss and bites along the tender flesh, sucking harder with each moan that escapes the teens mouth. Jack raises his hips and grinds against Pitch's, wanting to relieve the building tension.
"I told you that- I could act my age." Jack breathes in between moans. Trailing his tongue in a slick line up his neck, Pitch pulls away slightly, just enough to look into Jack's eyes.
"Even I don't talk that dirty Jackson-" He begins, listening to the whimper at him saying his name, "Overland-" another whimper as the teen squirms under the mans touch, "Frost." Pitch finishes pure delight wiping over his face and his knee rubs roughly between Jack's crotch and his back in forced to arch. His chest lifts from the bed and his head tilts back, unable to control his body's actions from the sudden pleasure. When he settles again, his back resting back onto the mattress, his legs raise and wrap around Pitch's hips, hooking his ankles together.
"I love it when you use my whole name." Jack smirks, trying to pull from Pitch's grip on his shoulders to steal a kiss from his lips. However, the pair are abruptly interrupted by a knock on the bedroom door.
"Jack, Pitch?" Tooth's voice enters the room, the door remaining firmly closed.
"What's up Tooth." Jack calls, itching to return to where the pair got cut off.
"Could you pair meet me at the tooth palace please?" She questions, her shadow visible under the door. Jack looks up at Pitch worried. Pitch shoots a look of reassurance to the teen, knowing he is worried about the latest memory from the tooth she had collected.
"Yeah sure, when?" He replies, rubbing his right thigh against Pitch's hip.
"Now." She answers. Jack restrains his cries of annoyance and instead shows it silently with his face twisting into a tantrum face a five year old would pull.
"We'll meet you there." Pitch replies, covering for Jack's inability to talk. When Tooth's shadow dissapears Jack finally voices his emotion.
"No! I don't want to go!" He exclaims, clearly upset about having to cut their advances short.
"Acting like a five year old." Pitch sings, climbing off Jack and off the bed. Straightening himself up, he holds his hand toward Jack who, reluctantly, takes it and allows himself to be pulled from the mattress. Expecting to slip into the shadows to appear at the tooth palace, Jack is shocked when he's pulled into Pitch's body and is lent back slightly. Pitch's lips press against his, getting a taste of winter.
"I promise, we'll return to this later." Pitch growls playfully. Jack grins gleefully and the two drop into the shadows, awaiting the time they can return to the bedroom.
Jack bare feet press against cold coloured tiles of the tooth palace. He's so riddled with fear that Pitch is struggling to stand upright. The smell... that taste was intoxicating to the point where he wanted to ravish it and fill poor Jack's head with nightmares that would take more than one night to forget. Tooth can be seen flitting above, pointing at several opens to the tooth palace, directing baby tooth's to new teeth to collect. occasionally, she will hover close to the pillars, inspecting the tooth boxes to count the remaining spaces. The sound of wings moving at incredible speeds bounces off the walls and reflects how many fairies are occupying the space.
"Uh- Tooth, We're- um- we're here." Jack calls up, swallowing back the fear and breaks in his voice. Almost instantly at the announcement of their arrival, she approaches them, a look of discomfort forming on her features.
"Jack, Pitch, I don't... I don't really know where to start-" she begins, her eyes drifting from the pair and onto her unsettled hands, before Jack interrupts.
"I'm really sorry Tooth, I should've warned you about that. It just never really came to my mind until after you left and had the tooth and then I didn't get the chance because we were kicked out the pole and-" Jack hurriedly apologises. A hand rests on his shoulder to stop and calm him. He looks up at Tooth, from his vision previously being focused on the floor, to see a warm, reassuring smile on her face.
"Don't worry Jack, I thought it best to tell you what I had seen, but it really didn't overly bother me. I can push things to the back of my mind easily, so it's not affecting me in anyway." She replies, cocking her head slightly as the smile grows a centimetre.
"So... what did you want to talk about?" Jack questions, knowing that wasn't the reason the pair got called here. Her hand falls from his shoulder and she backs an inch back, he hands clasping together and her smile fading slightly.
"Actually, I have a favour to ask." She answers, looking hopeful at the two. Jack urges her to continue. "I want to request another tooth." She finishes, a slight blush rising onto her cheeks. Jack and Pitch raise an eyebrow at her, in the understanding that she had seen enough of the... thing, the two had been doing.
"No, not like that!" She quickly straightens out, slightly disgusted that the pair would think that she, of all people, would ask for something like that.
"OK... who's do you want to take then?" Jack questions, still confused at the request. Pitch looks down at Jack, expecting an explanation of why he's answering for the both of them.
"Well, as beautiful as your teeth are, I would only like Pitch's tooth. You'll grow another one in no time I promise!" She answers, making it clear that he won't be missing much.
"And why do you want mine?" Pitch questions, not overly joyous about the extraction of another tooth.
"Because I want to see and understand your past. I might even be able to go back, further than the nightmares." She explains, suddenly becoming shy and timid. Pitch simply stares at her for a few seconds before finally reacting.
"You could... do that?" He replies, pure shock filling his tone.
"I said might. I can't grantee that I'll be able to achieve such a massive task. It would mean trying to unlock those memories and maybe even turn your tooth back to as if you were human again. However, I would be able to look back in your past, with your permission, and understand things me and the others never knew about you." She explains, desperation tinting her tone. After a small sigh, Pitch agrees joy slacking in his expression.
"So how do you want to get it out?" Pitch questions.
"Well, you know when we chased you to the pond and your were taken away by your nightmares?" She questions, hovering up slightly so she is level with his face.
"...Yes..." Pitch replies, curious to what she is leading up to. Suddenly, she flicks a quarter his way and swipes her fist across his jaw. He stumbles back slightly, gripping his jaw and watches the tooth tumble to a stop on the tiled floor.
"Tooth!" Jack exclaims shocked, gripping onto Pitch to steady him.
"I'm sorry, but it was the quickest and easiest way I knew." She replies, shrugging her shoulder sheepishly as she stoops down and picks up the tooth.
"Don't you have some tools or numbing medication?!" Jack questions, thinking of many easier, less painful ways she could've gotten a hold of the tooth.
"I'm the tooth fairy Jack, not a dentist." She replies, moving over to then and taps her hand on his shoulder lightly. She checks Pitch's jaw over to make sure she didn't damage anything and that she only knocked one out. When finally satisfied, she sends the two back to the pole.
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