Bunny watch Jack sleep from the corner of the room as laid upon his bed. His eyes roamed over his lean form with lust. Though his eyes always returned to the mark that rest in the crook of the winter spirits neck. The mark that kept him from claiming his prize. He should have known that the pooka wouldn't have taken him without marking him for his own. Now in order for him to have the winter spirit he so desired he would have to do away the pooka as well as the other guardians. One simply did not kill one guardian and set the rest free.

However that was a problem best left for another time. Right now he had to deal with the matter a hand. Though he knew the potion he had given Jack would wipe his memories and emotions, he doubt it would wipe clean the instincts that had form over the centuries. Jack would be cautious in trusting anyone. Even more so without the aid of memories to guide him.

Pitch raised a hand to summon his nightmare sand to him. If memories would be what it would take to gain the winter spirit's trust then so be it. He would give him memories of his own creation. Ones that would insure him to gain the complete trust of his prize. With another wave of his wrist the sand containing the corrupted memories drifted across the room to his prize.

As the black sand settle over the sleeping winter spirit Pitch smiled to himself. Now all there was to do was to wait for Jack to wake. In the mean time he though it was time to have a little fun with the others.

Bunny hung limply in his bonds having given up on trying to free himself. He was no closer to freedom than when he had started. The only thing he had succeeded in was further aggravating his already existing injuries as well as causing a few new ones. It had been hours since Pitch had taken away his mate. In that time there was no telling what had been done to him.

The others said little to try and lighten Bunny's mood. They weren't fools they knew what Pitch was planning to do to Jack. Pitch intended to violate Jack regardless of the bond he had share with Bunny. There was nothing they could say that would make that better.

"Bunny," Tooth called out at last "we'll get him back," she said trying to give him hope that things would turn out alright in the end.

"'Ow when we can't even free ourselves from these blasted chains," Bunny asked pulling on the chains to prove his point.

"I don't know, but we can't give up," Tooth answered honestly. Bunny looked at her a moment then to North and Sandy. They to held a look that a look that said they couldn't give up. He knew they were right the only question now was how. Bunny opened his mouth to speak again only to be cut off by a loud ear shattering scream.

Pitch entered his chambers once more smiling to himself. He had spent the last hour or so causing the guardians to hear false screams and cries for help. It had been refreshing to feel the new waves of fear that rolled off of them from the sounds, but nothing could compare to the fear that was caused when the screams had stopped.

Pitch stopped short however upon entering his chambers. For there sitting on the edge of the bed was Jack.

When Jack awoke he found himself lying against soft silk sheets. He was confused unsure how he had gotten there. He knew his name was Jack Frost. Beyond that he wasn't sure. His memories were broken and scattered at best. From what he could remember was he was apprentice to Pitch Black and went his master wanted he was his lover. Slowly Jack sat up trying to remember more of what had happened. The sound of a door opening brought his thoughts to a halt as he looked to see his master enter.

"Master," he called sounding more than confused. The word sounding foreign on his tongue.

"Oh Jack you're awake," Pitch replied sounding relieved. He hide his smile under a false mask of concern. He was more than pleased to hear the winter spirit already calling him master. Perhaps this would be easier than he thought "come let me look at you," Pitch said motioning Jack over to him. Without question Jack rose and walked to where Pitch now stood a the foot of the bed. He allowed the king of nightmares to look him over though could not escape the uneasiness the action caused.

"How are you feeling my pet," Pitch asked in mock concern.

"Better I suppose," Jack answered uncertainly. Though it did not go unnoticed by Pitch.

"My dear boy what troubles you," Pitch asked.

"It just I don't know how I got here," Jack answered.

"You mean you don't remember," Pitch asked as if shocked with Jack only nodding to confirm what he had said "you had a rather unpleasant battle with the Guardians before you were ready," Pitch explain as Jack tried to recall the memory.

"I still can't remember," Jack confessed when he still couldn't remember.

"Well no matter. It is best not to allow your mind to be consumed by such failures," Pitch said as a thought came to mind "let us leave that in the past shall we and let us instead focus on other matters," Pitch suggested smoothly.

"Like what," Jack asked. Pitch smile as he leaned over until his lips rest just beside and whispered something. He wanted to see how far he could push Jack into doing his bidding. As he whispered Jack eyes grew wide in disbelief. He looked up at Pitch who had returned to standing over him.

"And this will please you," Jack asked uncertainly. Ever fiber of his being scream at him not to do it.

"It will," Pitch assured him. He could see Jack was struggling to comply with his request. Something that he would need to address before he could move forward in his plans.

Slowly and hesitantly Jack lowered himself to his knees. His master had told him to do something to please him. A part of him was telling him it was his responsiblity to please his master while another scream for him to stop. It scream at him betrayal. But who would he be betraying by pleasing his master. As these thoughts passed through Jack head he reach his hands nervously and began to undo his mater's robes.

Pitch rested his hands in Jack's hair as he allowed him to undo his robes to expose his fully erect member. He smile smugly as he watch Jack eye it.

"Go on," Pitch ordered as he thrusted forward slightly.

Jack eyed his master's member slightly confused. For some reason he had though it was bigger than what he saw before him now. However thoughts of size aside Jack no longer felt as if he could follow through with his master's request.

"What are you waiting for, do it," Pitch ordered losing his patients.

"I-," Jack started to say but any and all words that would have come after were cut of by Pitch shoving his cock into his mouth. The suddenous of it had taken Jack by surprise as he tried not to choke on the length that now filled his mouth. He had not wanted this.

Jack tried to push Pitch away from him, but the iron like grip he had on hair held him in place as he was pounded into merciless by him. In the end the only thing Jack could do was take it and try not to gag as Pitch forced his cock further down his throat.

After several long minutes of relentless pounding and grunting Pitch finally came deep in Jack throat. A pleased smile curled its way over Pitch's lips before pulling out and letting go of Jack's hair.

When Jack was finally free of him he collapsed to the ground gasping and choking. Trying desperately to reclaim the air in his lungs. As cum dripped from his mouth. It was when Jack had recovered slightly that Pitch took hold of him once again only this time he grabbed him hard by the chin lifting hid head until their eye met.

"Next time I tell you to do something you will listen," he hissed angrily before back handing him. Knocking him to the floor.

Jack's only answer was to nod as he clutched hands to the side of his face. Trying to fight the tears that threatened to fall as he huddled against the side of the bed for fear that he would be striked again.

Pitch turned his back to the him as he fixed his robes. For now Jack had served his use. As he left the chamber he summoned some of his nightmare sand to put the winter spirit to sleep. He would allow the him to rest while he attempted to figure out how to deal with this latest obstical. Jack still had far too much of a will of his own, and that was something he would have to deal with if he were to follow through with his plan.

Author's Note:

Ok so I officially hate myself for this chapter, but truth be told I could never see Jack willing have any kind of sex with Pitch. For the record though it was the bond that he shares with Bunny that was stopping him. I apologize to all who hate this kind of fiction but I promise it all works out in the end. At least in the version that I have in my head. Forgive me for keeping it PG but the plot wouldn't unfold that way. Please review and tell me what you think. Until next time...