Jack grinned at Bunny. He batted his white lashes cutesy and riled a growl from the rabbit. Bunnymund growled at Jack because he wanted to let Jack know he wasn't playing games. He meant what he had said. He cupped Jack's butt cheek and squeezed.

"This is officially mine now," Bunny stated, "No one else can have my mate!" Jack shivered at the possessive tone in Bunnymund's voice. He gripped onto the rabbit's fur and made a hungry face like he wanted to eat dessert and he even licked his cold blue lips to add dramatic effect. Bunny's eyes followed the teenager's wet muscle and glared at moist soft looking lips. "Got that, Frostbite?"

"Loud and clear, sir," Jack purred. Bunny smirked, he approved of Jack's response. The winter spirit wrapped his arms around the pooka's neck and leaned to whisper against his lips. "Just know that I agree with that vice versa."

"Ya bet your nelly, boy," Bunny replied before he was roughly kissed by Jack. He tilted his head and allowed Jack to do all the work. Jack kissed and sucked and licked at Bunny's lips, trying to devour him. Bunny opened his mouth and let Jack's wonderful tongue inside. "Mmm," Bunny moaned.

Jack started grinding their hips together. He ached in his cheeky panties and wanted Bunny to pleasure him. The pooka groaned as he arousal rubbed against the soft lacey fabric of Jack's underwear. He wanted so desperately poke past the fabric and push his way into the tight cold he knew Jack owned.

The winter spirit continued to grind his hips harder and harder against the pooka. He moaned into Bunny's mouth. Jack bit on his lover's bottom lip to keep from crying out when Bunny bucked his hips. Bunny winced in pain and pleasure as Jack's white teeth bit into his lip, leaving it swollen. He bucked his hips again and this time Jack opened his mouth to let out a chocked cry.

There were snow stars in Jack's eyes, he was losing his ability to think as Bunny pushed Jack against the cushion of the futon and humped him with enthusiasm. Jack locked his ankles behind the rabbit's back and he dug his finger into the skin below the fur. The teenager felt like he was going to come, his face contorting with pleasure.

Bunny gripped Jack's hips tightly, accidently sinking his claws into the skin past the fabric. Aster drove his hips harder against Jack and let out a grunt every time his lover let out a moan. He loved the feel of the lacey material rub against his hard dick. He loved the way Jack's arousal was just a thin fabric away from rubbing flesh to flesh with him.

Jack began babbling. He was ready to blow his load and not care if he made a mess. Suddenly, Bunny pulled away making Jack snap away from his dazed trance. The teenager was ready to scream in protest when the rabbit threw his blanket over both their bodies. Jack felt Bunny return on top of him, and Bunny nuzzled his face against Jack's hair, breathing in the fresh cool scent.

Jack felt warm, the blanket felt comforting and it was like a big hug. Jack let out a breathless chuckle catching the attention of his lover. Green eyes stared at Jack's amused expression. Bunny moved his paw in the teenager's panties. He poked between two round lumps and rubbed at the puckered entrance.

"Mmm," Jack moaned, "Being with you makes me happy," Jack admitted as he smiled brightly at his fellow guardian. Bunny smiled back, he pressed his wet nose against Jack's nose in a loving kiss. The winter boy nuzzled back. "Do I make you happy?" Jack asked in a whisper.

Bunny picked up a hint of desperation in Jack's voice. He could see the way Jack looked at him with big icy blue eyes so full of hope. It made Bunny fall in love, and he replied with: "Aye, mate, you make me very happy."

Jack's face broke out into a big grin. He gave Bunny a closed mouth kiss, putting a lot up puckered lip into it. Bunny laughed against the kiss, he allowed himself a moment to bask in the light mood before going back to previous intentions.

Jack squeaked.

Bunny pushed his fingers into Jack's tight entrance. Frost collected and melted all round Bunny's finger making it easy to pump his digit in and out of Jack. The teenager moaned and writhed beneath the pooka, trying to relax against the strange new sensation in his ass. It was erotic and painful to have a furry finger inside him, and now Bunny just added a second finger.

Bunnymund grinned down at the winter spirit. He scissor-stretched his lover's ring of muscles and a third finger. He pumped his fingers in the slush on melted frost and shivered. Bunny was very pleased that Jack was keeping his body relaxed.

"Ready for my old fella?" Bunny asked and rubbed the tip of his arousal against Jack's entrance.

"Wha? You're not old," Jack said as he looked at Bunny's amused face with clouded eyes.

Bunny shook his head. Jack was out of it. Soon, Bunny was going to pound Jack so hard, he'd forget his own name. The pooka grinned, he pushed his dick inside the slush, and moaned loudly. Jack was freezing inside! It felt surprisingly good and it was very tight.

"A-Ah," Bunny moaned, "Jack, your freezing me, mate!"

"O-Oh," Jack groaned in a mix of pain and pleasure, "What's the matter, Cottontail? C-can't handle it? Don't tell me you're giving up," he taunted.

"I'm not giving ya up, Frostbite," Bunny said with a deep warning tone, "You're arse is getting a well deserved beating for the tricks you pull on me! Expect ta feel sore the next morning."

"Ooo, I'm so scared," Jack replied childishly. He knew Bunny was just waiting for Jack to give him the cue. Jack bit his bottom lip, he was enjoying their banter, but now he wanted sex. The teenager moved his hand down and gripped the rabbit's fluffy tail. He yanked it hard on purpose to rile the pooka up.

Bunny didn't want to hurt the winter spirit, but he wasn't about to go easy on Jack's naughty behavior. He was going to keep it rough and pleasurable, but he was mentally prepared to stop if Jack needed to.

Bunny winced as his tail was tugged and he moved his hips. He filled Jack up to the hilt and pulled out leaving only the shaft inside. He snapped his hips at a rough pace, knowing his lover was enjoying the rough treatment.

Jack arched his back, he loved the feeling of being filled by the pooka's hot arousal. He gripped tightly onto Bunny and moved his hips so he could grind his dick against Bunnymund's furry belly. The teenager blushed, his cheek frosting over, at the feel of hard tight muscles rippling underneath soft fur.

Bunnymund worked his whole body, his spine tingled with pleasure as he rode Jack's ass hard. He felt his climax near and he picked up speed, moaning from the mind blowing sensations in his body. Jack curled his toes, he could feel his body tense from the shockwaves of pleasure.

"I'm going to come!" Jack cried out. He began sobbing in pleasure, unaware of anything except the increasing build in his arousal. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest and in his dick, that was half way covered in the lacey panties. The idea that Bunny was ramming into him with the cheeky panties still on made Jack release.

Bunny hugged Jack as he pumped his cock a couple of more times and came hard inside the teenager. Jack's body trembled as he came, covering his chest and Bunny's stomach. The pooka squeezed his eyes shut and focused his breathing as his orgasm left him feeling dazed.

Jack panted and smiled. Everything came back to him as his orgasm fleeted leaving behind a fond memory. The teenager bit his bottom blue lips and looked at his lover. Bunny looked so relaxed and at ease, it was a beautiful sight.

Bunny slowly opened his eyes, showing off his deep green eyes so full of ease. He looked at Jack and kissed him. His mate kissed back, and they indulged in each other mouths.

After cleaning up, Bunny returned to his bed and snuggled into his pillow. Jack sat on the bed next to him and was dressed in his colonial pants. He held his staff and leaned his back against the head board. Aster Bunnymund heaved a loud sigh as he closed his eyes.

"Are you asleep, Bunny?"

"Not yet, mate," "Want me to tell you a bedtime story?"

"Aye,"

"Ok," Jack began as he petted Bunny's soft pelt, "There once lived a small boy who traveled his forest in search of a cure. His mother was terribly sick and pregnant, and his father was gone over seas. The small boy heard rumors of a witch who lived in the woods near his home."

"The small boy traveled up a familiar path until he came to a rock shaped like a butterfly. The small boy carried a sack with an offering. He placed a small wooden carving of a cat on the stone and waited for his offering to be taken by the witch. If she took the gift, she would reply in kind by granting a wish."

"So, did she take it?"

"A single white butterfly came out of the cold woods and picked up the wooden cat like it weighed nothing. The small boy followed the butterfly and came to a small lake. There a small ball of light shot out of the sky and into the lake. A voice echoed from the lake saying 'I will save your mother, if you promise to visit me every day.' The small boy agreed."

"Then what happened, Frostbite?"

"A bubble of water appeared from the lake and went to the small boy. The small boy cupped his hands and accepted the water as it turned into a ball of frozen ice. The lake echoed, 'Melt the ice in pot over a fire and have your mother drink it. She will be cured and will have a successful birth.' The small boy smiled and thanked the witch."

"The small boy made it home to his mama, right?"

"Yeah. He did as he was instructed and kept his promise to visit the lake every day," Jack finished his story and fiddled with his staff. Bunny looked over and could see a distant look in Jack's eyes.

"Was that small boy you?" Bunny dared ask. He twisted and faced Jack, giving the winter boy his full attention. Jack glanced at Bunny and smiled softly. He could only remember his past thanks to his teeth(his memories) that he got back from Pitch Black.

"I've gone looking for that stone. The only one shaped like a butterfly, but it's gone now," Jack said softly.

"Jack?"

"Yeah, Bunny. I was that small boy," Jack said and looked at his friend, "I never saw my cat again,"

"The carving? Was it special?"

"My mom gave it to me for my birthday when I was 8. It was meant to cheer me up since my dad had left to sail the seas. It was my favorite toy, and I thought it would make a fine offering since I saw it as something special."

"I may not be cat," Bunny began after a moment of silence, "But bunnies make great friends,"

Jack smiled and petted Bunny's head, earning a happy purr. He ran his pale fingers across soft pelt and admired the floral patterns. He traced the designs until the sound of heavy breathing reached his pale ears. Jack smiled and kissed Bunny's head, whispering sweet dreams.

this chapter has such a sudden mood changer. ah well, I'm a moody person.