It had been four days since Jack discovered he had feelings for Pitch, and he was doing his best to try and push the man out of his mind. It wasn't easy however, because he kept having strange dreams revolving around the Nightmare King. The dreams weren't nightmares, they were simply his mind fulfilling the fantasies he so desired. The poor boy was so conflicted, he felt guilty for loving Pitch, but he also longed to see the Boogeyman again. "What am I gonna do?"
As the sun began to set on the fifth day, Pitch was frustrated and annoyed. He knew Jack was at odds with how he felt, but he expected the boy would have come back by now. The Nightmare King was slightly offended by the fact the frost elf had stayed away. "Think you can just leave and never come back, hmm?" Pitch thought aloud. A cloud of sand whipped around the boogeyman, and when it settled down, Pitch was gone.
Jack was walking along the street through the middle of Burgess, when suddenly the street lights began to go out. "Uh oh." The snow spirit began to walk in the other direction, but the lights began to go out from both sides. Without warning arms were wrapped around the guardian, and he was quickly transported to Pitch's lair.
Jack landed hard on a black sofa, with Pitch sitting down beside him laughing. "You shouldn't be walking alone after dark, Jack. You could easily get kidnapped."
The boy scooted away to the edge of the couch. "L-leave me alone." Jack's body was trembling, but not from fear. It was from holding himself back, despite how much he longed for the man to hold him.
The Nightmare King flashed a sinister smile. "You wish for me to keep my distance?" Jack nodded his head vigorously. All of a sudden the Boogeyman disappeared, and reformed under Jack, the end result being the boy sitting on Pitch's lap. "You are a horrible liar, Frost."
The frost elf said nothing, but wrapped his arms around Pitch's neck and hid his face in the man's robe. "That's my good boy." Pitch said, and kissed the boy's forehead. The guardian couldn't hold in his feelings anymore, he leaned in and kissed the man. The Nightmare King's grip on the snow spirit tightened, as he slipped his hand under Jack's sweatshirt and rubbed his back. Not expecting this Jack's eyes got large, but he realized he enjoyed the feeling.
Pitch began to caress the inside of Jack's thigh, causing the frost elf to moan slightly and sink his fingers ever so deep into the man's hair. The guardian couldn't believe what he was doing. Not only was he doing "things" with Pitch, but he was loving it. The boy was angry with himself; had he forgotten Pitch tried to rule the world? Had he forgotten Pitch threw him into an iceberg? Had he forgotten Pitch turned him into a love slave?
The answer was no he hadn't forgotten. Jack hated the things that Pitch did, but when captured he had seen the man had a better side, a side he liked tremendously. Not giving the Boogeyman a warning, Jack quickly pulled his lips away, panting deeply. Pitch grinned down at the bewildered guardian sitting in his lap, as a matter of fact the boy look like a shocked deer in headlights. "Not very used to this are we?"
Jack shook his head, but dared not utter a word. That's when Pitch noticed the bags under Jack's eyes. The snow spirit had not slept much the past few days from guilt. Pitch picked up Jack bridal style and carried him out of the room. "W-where are we going? P-put me down."
"Hush," Pitch replied. He laid Jack down on the bed, and pulled the covers up to his neck. "Go to sleep, you need it."
"N-no," Jack refused. "I can't stay here, I should go." The guardian of fun began to sit up, but Pitch pushed him back down.
"You're exhausted, if you try to fly you'll crash into something." The Nightmare King pulled the covers back up, and wrapped his arms around the boy.
"No, I need to, I need to-" But Jack was unable to finish his sentence because he had already fallen asleep.
Pitch smirked, holding in a laugh. The man caressed the frost elf's cheek. "I told you that you would return," Pitch whispered.
Meanwhile Sandy was doing his job delivering dreams to the children, when he discovered something odd. For the moment Sandman was in Burgess, and most of the time he'd see Jack fly past, but he was nowhere to be seen. Sandy pushed the thought out of his mind, believing the boy was out causing mischief.
Eventually morning came, and Jack woke up to see Pitch's arms loosely wrapped around him. The Boogeyman was asleep, and Jack knew that although he wanted to stay he needed to leave. The snow spirit tried to slowly slip out of Pitch's arms, but the man woke up and pinned Jack down. "And just where do you think you're going?"
"Um, uh, well," Jack stuttered. The guardian was unable to think straight with Pitch glaring down at him. Finally he was able to form words, they were simple, but words none the less. "Need to go."
"Oh really," the Nightmare King stated. "And what makes you think I'll let you go?"
"Cause if you don't, I'll make your lair an ice palace!" Jack shouted, flustered and annoyed.
"You dare to threaten me?" Pitch shouted back, causing Jack to lose his confidence. Suddenly Pitch's mood changed and he found himself laughing. "You got a lot of nerve, Frost. But if I let you leave what's in it for me?"
"Because, because.." Jack could only think of one reason that he hoped Pitch would find worthy enough to let him go, but if he said it, he wouldn't be able to take it back. "Because if you let me go, I won't hide from you anymore."
"Is that so?" Jack nodded his head, a deep blush on his face. The Nightmare King leaned in and kissed the boy once more. "I bid you farewell, Jack." All of a sudden black sand swirled around the boy, and when he opened his eyes he was outside.
The guardian looked back at the bed frame, he wanted to stay with Pitch, but he needed some space and time to think. Jack took off into the sky, planning to get Bunny back, hoping that it might ease his stressed nerves.
Bunnymund was resting in his warren when all of a sudden a large pile of snow fell on him. Bunny screamed and did his best to shake off all the snow. A mischievous laughter was heard from above him. There Jack laid upon one of his stone warriors.
"Oh, you shoulda seen the look on your face. Oh, that was priceless." Bunnymund glared up at Jack, not amused in the slightest. "What? I told you I'd get you back." The guardian of hope threw a boomerang at the boy, knocking him to the ground. "A little harsh don't you think?"
"Just be happy I don't shove ya in a sack again," Bunnymund replied with a smile.
"Don't even joke about that. You have no idea how awful that is."
"Couldn't a been worse than being controlled by Pitch." Jack suddenly looked away, unable to look his friend in the eye.
"Yeah," the boy said in a monotone voice.
Bunny suddenly realized what he just said. "I'm sorry mate. Shouldn't of said that."
Jack smiled slightly. "No it's cool. I just gotta move on." The two talked for awhile, (Jack occasionally froze one of the wandering eggs to Bunnymund's annoyance) but Jack soon left saying he had things to do.
The guardian flew to Russia and froze over sidewalks, drain pipes, and windows. When he had finished, he looked down at his masterpiece; the whole town looked like a winter wonderland. "I wonder if Pitch would find this neat looking." As soon as he said it, the frost elf held his head in his hand. "Oh, this isn't going to end well."It had been two days since Jack last saw Pitch, and his body ached to see him again. He didn't care if they did nothing, he just longed to be in the man's presence. The boy wanted to run into Pitch's arms and never leave, but how could he? That would be selfish, wouldn't it? He was a guardian, he had responsibilities, didn't he? The Nightmare King tried to wipe his friends from existence, how could he just simply forget that?
The act was unforgivable,but it didn't stop the guardian's heart from beating a mile a minute when he saw the boogeyman. Suddenly the frost elf was in the air and flying towards Pitch's lair; his heart wouldn't allow him to stay away any longer. The snow spirit landed outside the hole, and was about to dive in, but he couldn't move. His heart was begging him to go inside, while his brain was yelling at him to leave as fast as possible.
The brain won.
Jack began to walk away, when all of a sudden he was lifted off the ground. A half a second later Jack realized he had been thrown over Pitch's shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" The guardian blushed, while repeatedly hitting Pitch's back.
"My my, such horrible behavior." The Nightmare King pointed out, an annoyed expression obvious on his face. "If you keep struggling there will be consequences."
Jack was to embarrassed and worried the guardians would somehow see them to pay attention to Pitch's warning. "PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME DOWN NOW!"
The boogeyman sighed. "I warned you." Pitch made a chair out of black sand, sat down, and draped Jack across his knees. Before the frost elf could reflect on what just happened, he felt something strike his backside, causing him to cringe. The boy looked up to see Pitch with his hand raised.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Jack asked, confusion and irritation in his voice.
"I warned you to behave yourself, but you didn't listen." Pitch brought his hand down on Jack again, forcing the snow spirit to bite his lip to keep a whimper from coming out.
Pitch continued to beat the guardian, who looked so much more like a child then ever before. "Gahh! Stop it!" Jack went to reach for his staff, and it looked as if he would almost get it, when Pitch scooted it just a few inches away.
"Stop trying to get out of punishment, Jack. You deserve this."
Jack could feel his eyes stinging, but he refused to cry, especially at the hands of his enemy. The Nightmare King spanked the boy again, and Jack realized he wouldn't be able to hold back his tears for much longer. "S-STOP IT! STOP IT NOW!"
"But you have yet to say you're sorry, which means you haven't learned your lessons yet." As Pitch continued to punish the frost elf, Jack struggled to get away, but unfortunately for him he wasn't successful.The boogeyman spanked the boy once more, and a small cry slipped out of Jack's mouth as he felt a few tears roll down his cheeks.
Seeing Jack crying slightly, Pitch picked the guardian up, who quickly wrapped his arms around the man's neck and his legs around the man's middle. Using his free hand the Nightmare King picked up the staff and began walking towards his lair.
"Y-you're a jerk." Jack said with a muffled voice, since he was hiding his head in Pitch's shoulder.
"And you're a child that needed punishment."
"I'm three hundred and eighteen!" Jack shouted as Pitch entered his lair.
"True, but you still act childish."
Jack wiped his eyes, his tears starting to cease. "Yeah like your a role model."
"I could be, if I really tried, but it isn't worth it." Resting Jack's staff against the headboard, he placed the snow spirit on the bed, and leaned in to kiss him.
Jack looked annoyed, and covered Pitch's mouth with his hand. "No."
Pitch removed Jack's hand from his lips. "Excuse me?"
"I'm mad at you. I'm not in the mood for you to kiss me."
"Tell me your kidding." The Nightmare King stated.
"Nope." Jack said crossing his arms, a devious smile on his face. "But you could make it up to me."
The boogeyman sat up. "I'm not going to like this, am I?" Jack's smile only got wider. "What is it?"
"You can make things besides horses out of nightmaresand right?"
"Yes..."
"Make me a dinosaur."
"Really, a dinosaur? Frost, you're more of a child then I thought."
"Fine," Jack said getting up. "I'll just leave then." Pitch quickly wrapped his arms around Jack, and pulled him close.
The Nightmare King let out a sigh. "I can't believe I'm doing this. What kind of dinosaur?"
The guardian smiled. "A Triceratops." A large pile of black sand formed in front of them, and it slowly took the shape of a Triceratops. "Awesome!" Jack stated, standing up and walking towards the beast. "This thing is so cool." Suddenly the dinosaur tried to bite the boy. "Geez, how'd I piss it off?"
"You didn't, but it isn't made of dreamsand Jack. Creatures made of nightmaresand aren't kind and gentle." Pitch said, rolling his eyes.
"Well that's kinda messed up." Without warning the Triceratops disappeared, and Jack was dragged back to the bed. Before the boy could say anything, Pitch leaned in and took over his mouth. The frost elf wrapped his arms around Pitch, bringing the man as close as possible. While the two were enjoying each others company, Jack realized his lips felt strange. They were becoming increasingly warm, and he didn't know what to think of it.
Jack pushed Pitch away, looking slightly nervous. Pitch looked at the snow spirit with a confused expression. "What's wrong?"
"My lips feel really warm..." Jack said touching his lips, acting like they were a foreign object. "Is that okay?"
Pitch laughed, surprised again at Jack's innocence. "It's alright, you'll be fine." At this, Jack nodded timidly, and the couple returned to their pleasure. About ten minutes later they stopped, since Jack still wasn't used to the sensations. Jack laid in Pitch's arms, and rested his head on Pitch's chest.
"Pitch?"
"Yes?" The Nightmare King answered, looking down at the boy.
"Um.."
"What?" Pitch said, growing curious.
"I-I..um..I like you."
Pitch stared down in shock; he didn't know what to say. They were simple words, they were even childish, but they meant so much to him. The boogeyman pushed Jack's bangs out of his eyes with a smile. "I like you too." Jack grinned, and he scooted closer to Pitch. The two were doing nothing, and it was wonderful, just like Jack thought it would be.