Thought of this even before I mentioned it in an earlier chapter. (And ElektraVamp05 and martelbaggins911 guessed it!) Hope you don't find this too cheesy. Aster wants to change how Jack looks at himself, and it means a certain amount of…reassurance.

Aster's plan is carried out, and it is something Jack desperately needs.

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Don't look there's faces looking back
An enemy I can't attack
I'm held a hostage by these eyes
Familiar faces I deny
One face regret, the other pain
Two eyes in my past stare with shame
In my reflection I see fear
So I'm smashing through these mirrors
I won't let my past hold me on the ground
So let's break this maze of mirrors down down down

Mirrors- Aviators

Aster marched his Snowflake into the bathroom and turned to look at him as the door closed. "Strip."

Eyes wide, Jack obeyed. He was still quite aroused, in fact, Aster thought he was even more aroused. Did the prankster Guardian of Fun enjoy discipline? Oh, that was a tempting thought. "C'mere."

Jack walked over to him, still silent and unnerved. Aster lifted the boy onto the counter and turned him around to face the wide mirror there. That brought some struggle out of him. "Wait, Bunny, no, please," Frostbite begged.

And, no, Aster would not keep going without consent. "You just told me all the things you love about me, and it made me happy, proud, and confident that I am exactly what you want. You keep denying me that chance, and it's not fair. Plus, I promised to teach you how to use a mirror."

The little spirit was shaking slightly and looking away from his reflection. It made Aster a bit worried about his plan. "Is there some deeper trauma here? I don't want another bathtub incident. I never want to hurt you, Snowflake, but this will be good for you. Unless there's something I don't know."

Jack shrugged. "I'm just not worth looking at."

Aster growled. "Snowflake, I'm not going to do this without your consent, but you know that I want to make you happy. And, as I said, you're being unfair to both of us with this issue. You're so good at making me feel good about myself, it shouldn't be so hard to return the favor."

Frostbite looked like he might cry, and Aster was ready to call it off, but then the boy nodded. "I trust you, Aster."

"As you should, because I love you, Snowflake. We just need to melt some of the frost out of those eyes, show you a clearer perspective. I promise, you'll be loving it by the end."

He stood directly behind the boy and spread his legs, knees bent, as wide as he could. Jack gasped and started shaking. "Now, you need to promise to look right into your own eyes, or right at yourself, okay? We're looking at beauty here, which is why you're front and center."

Jack nodded and hesitantly turned to meet his own gaze. His eyes got wide and glazed with tears. Aster hurried to draw his attention. "Have you ever noticed that for being regular sized boy's feet, yours are so dainty?" Aster slid his paws over the boy's feet, playing with the toes a little. Jack giggled. "You can balance on wires, run along ledges and roofs, and, what mystifies me the most, you can stand on your staff, keeping it perfectly balanced while holding on with your feet and not falling. Your dexterity is astounding." Now Aster slid his paws under the feet and lifted them slightly, rubbing and tickling them. "Tell yourself you see that. You can't deny you do all that."

Frostbite's eyes found his in the mirror. "Hey, none of that. Yourself. Not me."

"I…I'm good at all those things." Jack was almost petrified by his own stare. "And my feet can do them."

"So, you can see why your feet are beautiful. You know it, now say it."

The boy nearly choked on the words. "My-my feet are beautiful."

"That's a good boy," Aster said, continuing his attentions on the boy's feet. He was pleased when the muscles finally relaxed, and he was rewarded with a sigh. When he glanced in the mirror he saw that Jack was looking at his feet, looking less horrified at his positioning than before.

Aster let the feet down on the counter again to run his paws up and down his Snowflake's legs, making sure to spread them as wide as he could as he did so. "And these? These are a class above human. The way you leap, climb, and dodge is nothing short of extraordinary. Your agility rivals mine, Snowflake. And I can feel all the sinewy muscle in these calves." Aster squeezed said calves and watched Jack's eyes close in pleasure. "Hey, eyes open, Snowflake. If it feels good, then watch it happen or watch yourself enjoy it."

Jack nodded and reluctantly watched Aster's paw massage his legs.

"Now, tell yourself about your legs. They keep you in the same class as an overgrown rabbit."

Frostbite met his own gaze again and said, "My legs are special. They give me agility I need to jump and play whenever and however I want."

"And?" Aster looked expectant.

"My legs are beautiful." It didn't seem to hurt Jack as much to say it that time.

"Good boy," Aster said, and he started licking along those legs, drawing a moan from the boy. Frostbite's arousal had nearly gone by the time Aster convinced him to do this, but it was slowly perking up a bit. As Aster licked the other leg, it was full mast again.

"That feels so good, Aster." Jack moaned.

"I know, Snowflake, that's the point. I know all these things are beautiful, so I'm happy to show you my agreement."

He moved his paws to rub Jack's stomach. "Did you know that this is my favorite part to clean on you?" Jack shook his head, and Aster enjoyed the way the cool flesh trembled under his touch. "Do you know why?" Another head shake. "This is usually where we mingle. Your release and mine. You taste like wintergreen mint and I-"

"Taste like chocolate! I'd been meaning to mention that. That really wasn't something I expected."

Aster smirked, but said, "Eyes front, Snowflake. Stay focused. Now, you're slim, but you're not unhealthy. You have the perfect balance between muscle and softness."

Jack spoke unprompted this time. "So, my stomach is beautiful." And his eyes lingered on his stomach, looking intent.

"Proud of ya, Snowflake. You're starting to see, aren't you?"

"Through your eyes." When Aster growled, Jack hurriedly added, "I mean, this is never how I would have looked at myself. Never in a million years. But you're giving me a new perspective, your perspective. I actually do look…beautiful."

Aster nuzzled the boy's neck and slid his paws up to his chest. He started teasing Frostbite's nipples. "You're getting the hang of this. You start."

Jack swallowed nervously as he eyed his pale chest. He shuddered from the stimulation his lover was providing. "I-I guess it's where I keep my breath. I use that to laugh and tease."

"And yer laugh is magical and contagious. Hard to hear your laugh and not feel happier."

"Plus, I never realized until recently how good my nipples can make me feel. Fuck, Aster, you make everything feel good."

That was enough to break some of Aster's control. Frostbite swearing and saying his first name was too much. He'd been keeping enough distance to ensure the focus was on Jack, but his hips moved forward on their own now, sliding his length along the smaller spirit's back.

"Oh!" Jack was being a very good boy, keeping his eyes front, even at this development. He shuddered a bit, though, obviously enjoying the feel of Aster's cock against him.

"Keep going, Frostbite."

"My chest is beautiful."

Aster moved his paws to slide long his Snowflake's arms. "And these are deceptively slim. So much strength here, but even more," and Aster slid his paws to rest on Jack's shoulders, "here. You've carried the weight of so much here for so long, with no one to help you. The kind of life you've lived…I would have lost my mind. You're stronger than me. I admire the beauty of your strength, Snowflake. You're incredible."

Jack's eyes were shining as he looked at himself in the mirror. "My arms and shoulders really are beautiful."

"Damn right. And how about these?" Aster slid his paws under Jack's palms. It felt so incredibly right for them to rest there.

"My hands do everything. They wield my staff, throw snowballs, cook, clean, let me swing around on things…they touch you."

Aster had stilled his hips, but a few more uncontrollable thrusts resulted from that comment. "They touch you too, Snowflake."

Jack grinned, meeting his own eyes in the mirror. "My hands are beautiful."

The rabbit was getting a little more hurried. "Your face is gorgeous. Those eyes of yours are enthralling. Your mouth has always been the source of so much laughter and teasing fun, not to mention some of the truly sensational noises you make for me. Your hair is charmingly disheveled."

Aster paused to put a paw on each side of Jack's head. "And that mind, that soul hiding in your head? I've never, in my millennia of existence, seen any treasure more precious than the very core of what makes you who you are."

Jack was crying, tears just rolling down his face in silence. "I'm beautiful."

Aster groaned and pulled the boy's hair a bit to angle him right for a kiss. "The most beautiful thing I've ever seen," he said when they parted. "And you're going to put on a show for the both of us. I want you to touch yourself. We're going to watch you wring every bit of pleasure you can from yourself."

"I can only give myself enough pleasure to get off. If we want to drain all the pleasure from me, we need your paws. You can take all the pleasure I have, Aster. No one else can, not even me." Those lovely blue eyes found his green ones in the mirror.

Aster groaned. "You don't even think about playing fair, do you, Frostbite?"

Jack's eyes twinkled with mischief. "Would you really want me to play fair all the time?"

"Not a chance. It's part of who you are," Aster said easily. He was running his paws up and down his Frostbite's arms, gently pressing himself against the little spirit's back.

"Does that mean you'll do it? Take every last drop of my pleasure?"

As if he needed to ask. "How could I resist a request from someone so beautiful?"

Without waiting for an answer, Aster lifted Jack by his spread legs, making sure the little Spirit was still watching himself. Jack naturally leaned back against Aster as the rabbit slid Jack across his cock, reveling in the boy's shudder of pleasure.

"You always feel so incredible. Your fur, your paws, your cock. We really are perfect together, aren't we?" Jack asked before a gasp escaped him as Aster started sliding his dick against Jack's ass, balls, and leaking erection.

Aster didn't think this was purposeful positive reinforcement now. Jack's hands had slid up and back behind the rabbit's neck, fingers stroking and pulling the fur there. The little Spirit's back undulated to rub against the rabbit's furry chest. His Snowflake was so enamored with every part of the rabbit that he clearly craved as much contact as possible.

"Your power can quell my physical arousal while making me ache for you all the more. You may be a furry, but I've got a cold fetish thanks to you. Perfect only begins to describe us." Aster thrust himself counter to his grip moving Jack.

The Frost Spirit gasped, then let out a low moan. "Fuck, Aster. Oh, fuck yessss…"

Unable to stop himself, Aster sped his motions. "That damn mouth of yours is gonna be the death of me one day."

"Only if you can die from cumming too hard," Jack replied. "Or if you fuck me to death."

Aster growled. "Don't push too hard; I've been dying to Mate you longer than I realized. If I lose control I will push inside you and Mark you and make love until you pass out. And I promised not to do that yet, so ease up. You are perfect and precious, Jack. Beautiful. Can't do anything to hurt you. Never forgive myself." He was moving frantically now, shamefully close to his release. He was supposed to make this last, but Jack wasn't complaining.

"I want you to start doing things to me. Things that will make me ready to Mate you." His Snowflake was panting and whining and shaking so hard that Aster knew he was close too. "Do everything to me so I'm exactly what you need."

"You're already exactly what I need, except ready. So I'll get you there. Oh, fuck, Jackie-boy, I'm gonna make you the happiest Spirit alive." Aster's hips were moving erratically, and he was about to spill. "Cum for me, my beautiful Snowflake."

The rabbit freed one paw to pull his lover's hair hard as he released, trying to get as much on the little Spirit as he could. Jack was trembling and thrusting helplessly, nearly sobbing. When they both stopped spilling, Aster set Jack on the counter, still facing the mirror, nuzzling his neck and licking the bits of his seed he could reach from there.

His Snowflake moved to face him, clearly offering himself for cleaning. "Mmm, think you nearly broke me, Aster. My head feels so light and floaty. Am I floating?"

Aster laughed as he cleaned the Frost Spirit. "No, just flooded with pleasure. And we'd better get to work on your ass; if you think this is good, wait until I'm stretching you out and filling you up."

Jack sighed, looking the rabbit over. "That dick of yours is really gonna break me."

"It'll fit. Promise." Aster was endlessly amused by that statement. Fucking Jack to pieces wasn't going to happen.

Frostbite was slumping back against the mirror, eyes drooping. "Aster?" When he got a hum of acknowledgement, Jack said, "I love you. Always."

"And I you, Jack." But he needn't have bothered. The little Spirit was asleep. "My beautiful Snowflake."

Now and then I get insecure
From all the pain
I'm so ashamed

I am beautiful
No matter what they say
Words can't bring me down
I am beautiful
In every single way

Beautiful- Christina Aguilera

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Duuuuude, sorry for all the uses of "beautiful" in one form or another, but it was like conditioning, which requires repetition. And, of course, sorry for the lyric that seemed most perfect for the ending. XD

If you noticed more dialogue than smut in that last bit, you are paying attention; my muse is getting stingy with the smut. It's why it took so long to get even that last bit done. Given that they still haven't Mated, that could prove problematic in terms of updates.

Definitely not my best chapter, but we're moving on now.