*Note: I do not own Rise Of The Guardians…
Cries silently… Grabs tissue and blows, then turns and says,
"Oh by the way, your smut, as promised…"
(SMUT WARNING YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED AGAIN)
Jack's POV
Teleporting through the shadows with Pitch holding me made me all the more aware that he was actually tangible, and surrounding me… The world slithered away-even the ground while we teleported through the shadows. I would have just slipped into oblivion without his arms securing me…
It was terrifying…
It was exhilarating…
It was fun…
Only when the abyss of nothingness departed, and my feet gently glide to the ground again, did I notice that I had the attention of a twin pair of the most piercing golden eyes gazing at me…
Pitch's POV
I softly let Jack's feet touch the lustrous marble stone in my bedroom. He didn't even bother to look around at the delicately decorated four post King's size bed, that had been ordained with a glossy silk blanket and pristine white pillows to ensure the uttermost comfortableness. Nor the intricate spiral design of the golden lines curling in around themselves on the posts.
He just regarded me with that hesitant look of uncertainty heavy in his eyes. Nothing made me desire to take him right there. With his tuff, white hair, soft as silk, the glint in his deep blue eyes that indicated he was, most certainly enjoying this, and his form already pressed against mine. However, I could see this was his first time… But a little teasing wouldn't hurt… He'll probably prefer that more if anything…
Jack's POV
I lost myself staring into the eyes of this phantom of a man. Trying to figure out how his exterior was so dark, yet inside, he held a light capable of this phenomenon. An exquisite honey-gold that was bright as the sun during the midday. It was then that my eyes traveled lower, when I saw the eyes crinkle the slightest, indicating a rather seductive smirk. Then he promptly let go of me and walked straight towards some random very impressive drawer that looked rather blended into the wall…
"Jaack," Pitch drawled…
"Mhm…" I responded.
"What is it that you want?" Pitch asked… Jerk. I want you that's what I want! You should've been able to feel it-for Man In The Moon's Sake!
"I-I…" I looked down and then up when I felt more than noticed a gray hand ghosting under my chin and leisurely lift my face up into the intense view of this exotic man.
"I will not hesitate to walk away if you tell me no, but if you say yes, then be assured that I will not purposely harm you."
"I want you." It was a breathless, desperate voice that echoed through the liar… But Pitch's lips were on mine before my mind could grasp that I had said that. It was a quick kiss, but his body heat lingered on the rims of my mouth and it tingled a little…
And suddenly my back was on the silky sheets of the bed and my mouth was preoccupied once again by Pitch's soft, but slightly cracked lips. This time I felt a warm appendage swiftly creep out and rub against my lower lip. I decided to let it in, and we dragged out the fight Pitch swirling to my right and me in motion with to the left. It was then that I felt the slight and almost unnoticeable tendrils of shadow upon my frame… And all I could do was feel as they caressed my feet, molding to its' curve seamlessly, rubbing circles sensually on the pad of them; their slow, deliberate moves nearly driving me to insanity. The shadows supporting my neck calculatedly fondled my skin by swaying back and forth giving a counter movement to each push and pull. Luring me in to the tempo. My back being encompassed by the light fingers of shadow wisps, their concentrated and light patterns binding the rhythm. On the backs of my arms and legs they coiled about, sometimes stroking lightly the tip of me, and pulling back every time I gave a rather frustrated thrust, which brought me friction with Pitch's firm skin, who was surrounding every bit of me that was not encased in the shadows… Pitch's body heat was inducing me to sweat. He had begun running his hand in my hair and-"Oh! Pi-Pitch!"
Pitch's POV
Jack looked delectable in his bare form with the shadows coiling about him and his need showing clearly. I broke the kiss; gradually gripping his throbbing member unnoticed by him until-"Oh! Pi-Pitch!" The spectacle of a boy had called my name already, and we haven't actually gotten through yet… "Oh Jack, you can't come just yet, you need to be prepared." I tsked with a smirk. I then ordered the shadows away and promptly flipped this glorious boy to his back and began the prepping…
Jack's POV
I whined in displeasure at the feeling of the shadows touch receding.
However, with the shadows gone, I was more conscious about how Pitch's tongue swirled around and about inside me. And that brought all coherent thoughts to a halt…
Pitch's POV
The sprite had started to twitch and twist into the movements, his moans reverberating throughout the chamber like a delicious symphony. Oh yes, The Nightmare King would be enjoying teasing Jack once this was over…
I removed myself from Jack and smirked as I reached for the 'toy' that he had created for us while hearing his voice of complaint. Taking the cylinder shaped crystal in hand I slowly goaded the ice inside, and when Jack stilled and gave a whimper of discomfort, I measured his length with my hand… After a while, Jack gave a hesitant nudge towards the ice, and gasped a faint light and needy sound when he felt the friction of it. Soon enough his gasp was joined by more moans of pleasure as he was beginning to lose himself to the rhythm. "Pit-ch. I-I…"
"Not yet Jack, not yet. I want to see you." I replied as I flipped Jack over with the use of my shadows holding his member so he could not come. I allowed the shadows to form lose strands around Jack's wrists and ankles not that he needed restraints… He was far too gone in his new found lust for such a mundane thing as thinking. I pushed the now melting and slick surface of the ice into Jack with a calculated thrust making sure to hit the spot that made Jack scream my name… "Pitch!" Graudually, Jack's rigid trembling had managed to lose it's tempo as he began to wind down into unconsciousness. I smiled to myself as I watched my shadows mold to his every movement in sleep. Oh yes, I want to take Jack Frost, but just to take him would mean nothing if I did not wait for him to fall into his false hope of security…
However, I myself did have one other problem to rectify… Bothersome as it was, my pants were rather a bit too tight for my liking...
Me: What are you up to Pitch? Are you really gonna break Jack? Or will you change? Isn't that the whole reason you offered him this in the first place?
Pitch: ….
Me: Well, two can play at that game. *Stomps foot down and turns to walk away…
*Author's Note: I apologize for taking so long on this chapter guys. :(
I have midterms this week and I'm gonna be busy for next week too… But I crammed this in cause you guys are awesome! XD Thanks for the reviews LumenDeMorte, Da Mustache, HollowStrawberryIchigo, and CrazyMonkey! And especially vampygurl402!