IMPORTANT: Right, I apologise for how long this took to post, but I had to re-write. Seryyth was kind enough to point out that the original content for this chapter was to explicit and, therefore, against the rules. This would've ment this fiction being removed and all my hard work would've been destroyed. I have removed some parts to this chapter and toned down the Mature section to fit it into the rules. If anyone would like to read the original (explicit version) of this chapter, please PM me and I'll give you the link to my ArchiveOfOurOwn account. Thanks ^•^
"Jack, I said no snow indoors." North reminds, watching the snow spirit line up aim for a snowball to hit Bunny in the back of his head.
"If that thing is pointed for me when I turn round I'm gonna hit ya so hard-!" Bunny threatens, pulling his boomerangs out ready.
"Bunny, no fighting with Jack." North interrupts, ordering him to put his weapons away.
"Yeah Kangeroo, put the Bommerangs away." Jack smirks, still aiming the snowball.
"North I ain't putting them away 'til you get the snow from him." Bunny argues, pointing accusingly toward the teen.
"So this happens nearly everyday?" I question from my leaning position up the wall. Both Sandy and Tooth nod, standing next to me. Pictures shift in the sands above Sandy's head resembling: 'and you're going out with one of them.'
"Don't remind me," I reply, pushing myself from the wall, "I'm going to bed, so tell those two to keep it down." I tell the two, walking down the corridor and allowing myself to become engulfed in the shadows.
"That's right coward, run!" I hear bunny exclaim, as I hear Jacks feet pad quickly across the wooden slats of flooring.
"Sorry Bunny, I have something more interesting to do." Jack shouts back his reply, "Hey Pitch, wait up." Jack calls to me. His arm hooks with mine, just catching up as the shadows grip onto us and take us to the bedroom.
"That was probably the most childish thing I've seen you do." I tell him, slipping from my robes and getting into bed.
"Awh, you going to bed now?" Jack whines, completely ignoring my previous comment.
"Well, unlike you, I have a busy day tomorrow." I reply, turning onto my side and closing my eyes.
"Hey, I have to spread winter, but you don't see me complaining about being tired." Jack points out.
"It still looks like summer outside," I murmer, "are you going to bed or not?" I question, looking at him from the corner of my eye as he continues to stand by the door. I hear movement and the distinctive sound of fabric being pulled over and off of skin and the feel him hop onto the bed. I press my head to the pillow slightly, finally settled and ready to go to sleep. However, all that seems to be evaporated, when I feel Jack's lips press against my neck and slowly suck and lick at the skin. I tense slightly at he sudden touch and try to turn to face him, but his hand keeps my head to the side.
"J-Jack." I stammer, try not to encourage him. However, he continues, his tongue lapping over my skin and I can't stop my back from arching slightly.
"Ja-ack, we need to w-wake up early tomorrow." I remind, bunching the covers tightly in my hands, preventing any impending moans.
"How can we wake up early- if we're not even going to be going to sleep?" He smirks, pausing mid sentance to replenish his lust on my skin. Before I'm given the chance to retaliate to his statement, he cuts me off.
"We don't have to hide it anymore,we can finally settle down... I want to start a life with you." He says, all the while his fingers imitating a walking patter down to my crotch. His hand softly kneads into my flesh, causing me to bite my lip. Obviously I wanted to return his love, to settle down and start a life with him, but if just one moan escapes my lips now, he'll be keeping me up all night with his teasing and moaning. Tonight would probably be the only night this whole year I need to get an actual goodnights sleep. But a moan or sign of pleasure would encourage him to continue and deprive me of my sleep. But I don't know if I can hold it in anymore. A low moan, which swiftly turns to a growl in my throat, causes a small smirk to etch into Jacks lips, the feeling on his lip movement on my skin. Shit! His hand swiftly slides into my pants and strokes the skin under the fabrics.
"Jack, st-" I begin. However, he cuts me off, locking our lips together as he lightly pushes me so my back is against the mattress, rather than my side. He's on top of me, his weight pressing against my hips. I instinctively, no matter how much my head is telling me not to, push my hips up to rub against his. His tongue presses its way into my mouth, playing with mine until I finally play along. He sucks on my bottom lip and I suck against his tongue. His hands are running up and down my torso, my robes ruffled apart. He continually smoothed his hands over my chest, feeling for my heartbeat.
"Mm- Jack." I murmur, switching from his lips to suck at his tender neck.
"I thought you weren't in the mood." He laughs. Choosing to ignore his comment, I take my advantage at flipping him onto his back and switching positions. I keep my weight on his to prevent him from getting back up and continually suck on his neck. I begin to tug at his boxers. His hand is curled, innocently, by his lips, his hips grinding against me for friction. I drag my teeth across his neck, my tongue swiftly following, then start sucking even harder.
"You're going to leave a mark! Stop it!" He breathes, pushing against me. He never liked the marks from previous night's being on show the next morning. He was a guardian and need to keep up a public figure for children. In all honesty I think it's because he gets embarrassed by the Guardians questioning and teasing. I ignore his protests and suck even harder, my tongue licking at the spot repeatedly and making him shiver.
I sit up, still straddling the teen's hips. He tenderly fingers the sensitive area where I was sucking, biting his lip slightly, as if replaying the moment in his head. I can't help but smirk at him.
"Why did you stop?" He gasps, opening his legs slightly against me, urging me to continue. I restrain a growl and slowly slide his boxers down his legs. I can't help but stare at him while his dust of red blush grows to a deep crimson.
"D-don't stare at me like that!" He demands, turning his head away.
"It's natural to stare at beautiful things." I reply, leaning down to his neck and kissing softly.
"Ah- P-ng-Pitch." He chokes out, his legs hooking round my waist. I pull him up so that he's now sitting in my lap. We grind our hips together, his exposed skin grinding against my fabrics. He looks so ruffled, his short hair sticking out in various places and his face twisted into bliss. I rub small circles on his hips and lick the lobe of his ear. I feel him shiver in my arms and he suddenly becomes impatient.
"If you want me to move faster, you only have to tell me what you want." I smirk, whispering my words into his ear. I love how embarrassed he is about talking about sexual stuff, so I can practically feel the heat radiate from his cheeks. He moves his hips down and back against me and I attempt to restrain a groan from the sudden friction.
"What do you want to do?" I breathe, a little more cocky than I was supposed to.
"Please, nmgh- I need more." He moans, desperately. Still not an answer... I can't prevent my breath from becoming laboured as I am growing slightly impatient as well. He grinds back against me again, attempting to hurry my movements.
"Pitch... Please take it easy." He whispers. I can't help but chuckle. Cocking his head to the side slightly, he gives me a quizzical look.
"You're a big boy Jack. You don't need me to take it easy." I smirk his eyes suddenly shooting wide, scared about the outcome.
"But being as you asked so nicely, I'll take it easy," I laugh, hoping he understood it was just a joke, "Tell me what you want me to do." I grin, stroking up his length as he glares at me.
"I-I need you... Inside me." He stammers, pulling from me and lying onto the bed. His eyes look pleadingly to me. Deciding that I've kept him waiting long enough, I put one hand on his hip and steady myself with the other. I push into him and he cries out.
"Ah! Pitch! Don't stop! Please-" he cries, feeling my sudden pace change at his pain. I kiss his neck whilst cOntinually rocking my hips against his. He watches, by looking back, whilst finding anything and everything to grip, tug or bite. His moans continually grow louder and more frequent.
"Ngh! Ahhh, Pitch!" He moans as he climaxs. He suddenly becomes embarrassed by this, but it just causes me to be more aroused. I hit against him a couple more times before I moan out his name. His back arches and his face turns to content bliss, lying back down. I kiss light, butterfly kisses against his neck and jawline, eventually pressing one against his lips.
"I love you." He says.
"I love you too." I answer, pulling out of him. We lay down together in bed, both panting and catching our breath. His body curls into my side, rubbing his forehead affectionately against me. I breathe in his scent, like fresh air once it's rained and run my fingers through his hair. Eventually, I wrap my arms around him and pull the covers up. I can feel his accelerated, thumping heartbeat slow against me and his heavy breathing calm to the point where it's hardly audible in the suddenly quiet room that, just two minutes ago, was filled with the pleasured moans of mine and Jacks voices. Everything suddenly calm and my body tired, makes it easy to slip into sleep, Jacks body pressed against me as he sleeps soundly.
I hope this was ok for everyone. I don't think I'll be posting many more chapter for this story because It's at it's end. I have plenty of other stories lined up so please keep an eyes out. R&R please and PM me if you want the link to the original version of this chapter :)