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?"
"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.
"Yes?" The Nightmare King answered, looking down at the boy.
"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.