Hey again. So yay new chapter. I wont waste ur time with my notes now so on to the story! Btw by the time I finished this I was MEGA tired so please excuse any grammar or other mistakes I did not fix. I was too lazy to really go through and fix everything...srry...

Chapter 8: There's a First Time for Everything

After Pitch disappeared into the shadows, he appeared in a separate room and scowled. How dare she treat me like that? So she doesn't want to tell me huh? She should be grateful that I didn't just look into her fears and find out for myself. She forgets who she's dealing with!

Then he resolved that that's just what he should do. He should look and see for himself what she's so afraid of if she refuses to tell him. While he was contemplating this the nightmare who had befriended Arketa ran down to Pitch and kept stomping and snorting like it was trying to tell him something again.

"What? What is it now?" Pitch asked, once again the horse made Pitch follow him back to the room he had left Arketa in. he remained in the shadows and observed what the nightmare was so ruffed up about.

Keta was on her knees on the ground. She seemed to be talking to herself. What's she doing? He wondered. Then he began to feel her fear rising steadily and he noticed that the ground where her skin was touching was beginning to sizzle. This had happened before and Pitch had ruled that this was because her powers of fire were connected to her emotions. This was usually common in young elemental beings.

Now he was certain that she was talking to herself. He could faintly hear her saying things like "why..." and "...go away...".

What is happening? Then a small flame began to grow from her chest and soon it had engulfed her entire body. Pitch had to move back so he could remain in the shadows. What? Why is she doing this? Is she doing this purposely? He wondered.

He watched as the flames grew and grew and he now felt drunk from all the fear coming off of her. Not only that but he could feel the power radiating from her and her flames. He had never felt such power before.

A-Amazing...the flames raged large and bright. She can create something so powerful...and so beautiful...its amazing...

But something was wrong. The more he watched her, the more he noticed things were wrong. Her head kept dropping like she was fighting to stay awake. Then she would close her eyes and the fear he felt from her would disappear completely until she opened her eyes again. Also when she would black out her flames would change. While she was awake the flames would rage with no control (he was beginning to worry for the safety of his lair), yet when she blacked out they would seem more controlled, only flicking out in certain areas.

Then, Pitch saw something that left him at a loss for words. Arketa had blacked out again but this time when she opened her eyes they were...different. Instead of her deep ruby red eyes that would constantly look at him in wonder. They were a dimmer type of orange-red, and her pupils were no longer big and round, but thin and piercing. Arketa, or at least who he thought was Arketa, removed her hands from her face and turned her head and was now looking directly at him even though he was in the shadows.

Can she see me? And when they locked eyes, this girl smiled at him. But it wasn't Arketa's smile. When she smiled it seemed like Pitch would have to turn away because it was so bright. But this...this was a cold smile. The coldest one he has ever seen. There was no feeling, and it seemed almost smug. Pitch started blankly with his mouth slightly agape at her until her eyes shut again and her hands raised to grip at the sides of her head and he heard her grunt. The flames now seemed to be warring against being diminished. And Arketa was shaking her head back and forth. Until all at once the flames disappeared and Arketa sat there gasping. When she open her eyes, Pitch unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

There her eyes... he thought. Keta blinked a few times before laying down of the cold floor and passed out. Pitch still hid in the shadows. Staring at her sleeping form.

What...what the hell? What did I just see?

…...

Keta woke up from what all seemed like a dream. What just... she thought. She blinked a few times before she remembered where she was. She shot up and looked around. She was...in a bed. She was sitting in a large bed with black satin sheets and blankets over her. The bed was surprisingly more simple then what she was expecting. It didn't have a grand bed post or intricate carvings or anything like that. It was just a simple bed with a dark wood frame...she glanced around the rest of the room she was in and noticed the large amount of books lining the walls. The shelves went up to the ceiling! Geez got nothing better to do than read? She thought. The only other thing she noticed was a grand fireplace which seemed to have recently held a fire due to the dimming embers that still lined the bottom. Wait...how did I-?

her thoughts were cut off when she heard someone cough behind her and say "Finally decided to wake up have you?"

she jumped and spun around. Pitch stood to her left, his arms held behind his back. He was staring down with her with his eyebrow crooked and seemed almost to be analyzing her.

She gave him a confused look and mumbled "what?". "You-how do feel?"

Keta was thrown off by this question. Now she felt even more confused. Pitch saw this and said "Back there, what happened to you? Why did you fall asleep?"

Her eyes widened. Did-did he see me?! "uh- I was uh... tired I guess.." she said a little too quickly.

She doesn't know I saw her... Pitch thought to himself. "Very well then. But next time please do not lay down just anywhere in my lair. Despite what you may believe you will not always be safe in here."

She smiled at him for that and responded "Just like I shouldn't believe that it's easy for me to be here? Or that your nightmare's don't get along with just anyone?" she had him stumped with that.

"Well. I-...well I-...oh yes you still haven't said why you wanted me to hide you here!" Pitch changed the subject quickly.

Keta's face fell. She still did not want to explain what had happened to him. Then she remembered what happened earlier. How when she was just about to give up, she thought of him and that was how she was able to regain her control. That's right..

"actually...there's something I wanted to tell you..." She said nervously and glanced sideways at Pitch.

"What? Are you finally going to explain yourself?"

oh god am I really going to do this? "well...sorta...I mean...it has to do with why I asked you to help me..."

"Well then, go on." Pitch said impatiently, having no idea where she was going with this/

Keta took a deep breath. "Well...ok so when I first met you, I didn't know what to do. Well I mean I knew that it was stupid of me to even think of approaching you but something stopped me from leaving..."

"What?" Pitch asked intrigued.

"...I wanted to know...if you were like me..." She said sheepishly. Pitch was utterly confused now so she clarified.

"I have been mostly on my own since I was a young girl. Because of who I am I have been ignored by everyone. It was almost as if I didn't exist...all because I was different.

Pitch's expression softened...he knew what that felt like.

"And when I heard about the battle between you and the Guardians...I couldn't find it in my self to hate you like the others... I couldn't help but wonder why you did that...why you fought...and then it occurred to me that maybe...maybe you did it because you were tired of being different...you were tired of not being seen...and you just wanted to be noticed, to be acknowledge...that's why I didn't run away. Because I wanted to know who you really where. If you really were the evil and merciless boogieman that everyone feared and hated, or if you were simply someone tired of not existing...someone like me..."

Pitch was speechless. Never, never had anyone ever said anything like that to him. He couldn't believe it. How could this simple girl so easily understand what he felt for all those years. She was right. The real reason behind his attack was simply to finally have some attention, some acknowledgment, even if it was hatred. No one else, not even Jack Frost, understood that. Yet here right in front of his eyes was someone who so perfectly understood that Pitch didn't know what to do. And for the first time since his creation...he felt his heart throb.

Arketa continued "And so I approached you and I'm glad I did. I got to know who you really where. Not as the boogieman but as Pitch Black. And the more I got to know you the more comfortable I was with you..and the closer we got...the more I felt..." she looked down and a light blush spread over her face.

She took a deep breath and continued "When...when we were still getting to know each other I said...I told you that I was still... a virgin...and that I was saving my first time for someone I cared for..."

Pitch nodded slowly...is...is she trying to say...

Keta looked up at him, red meeting gold. The blush on her face grew even more "P-Pitch...I...I want you to make love to me..."

Pitch was stunned. Did he hear right? But if she wanted him to have sex with her did that mean she-?

"are...are you saying you-?" Pitch began. Arketa gulped an slowly nodded "I...I love you Pitch..."

…...

he couldn't believe it. He just couldn't believe it. He never in his wildest dreams would imagine someone having any feelings for him besides resentment. But just now, this girl not only admitted to having feelings for him, but loving him. He wouldn't believe it. How could anyone love him? He was a being of darkens, whose sole purpose was to bring fear. He even believed that he was incapable of such strong feelings.

But the more Arketa stared at him, the more realization dawned on him.

She's being serious...

Keta was getting nervous now. Pitch had been silent for a long time. Oh god what did I just do?! What did I do what did I do!?

she was about to give up and run away when Pitch finally spoke. "You...I...love? You love me? Is that what I heard?" Keta nodded

"...and that is why you want me to have real sex with you?" She nodded again...

he stared "Even if I dont feel the same?" Arketa's face fell and she looked down to hide the disappointment in her face. Sure she wasn't expecting him to feel the same about her but...

"Yes".

Pitch inhaled a small breath. He knew that this was stupid and he should just send her away now but when he looked at her, her whole body a light shade of pink with her blush, her pleading eyes stealing glances from him, her completely vulnerable position., he just couldn't help himself.

"Ahem...very well then." Keta;s head shot up in surprise. "Do not misunderstand. It's simply that being given the chance to take someone's virginity is too valuable to pass up."

Keta blushed more and nodded. They both stayed there awkwardly for a moment before Pitch cleared his throat again and said "well then, lie down..."

…...

Arketa couldn't believe what was happening. But when she felt Pitch's weight over her realization dawned on her.

This is really happening. I'm going to have sex for the first time...and it'll be wit the boogieman...she had a brief moment where she thought of Cupid but she pushed it to the back of her mind and focused on Pitch.

He climbed on top of her and was simply staring. She swallowed again and flinched when he moved his hand. He saw this and chuckled "Do not worry, despite my so-called 'evil' disposition I will try to make this as enjoyable as possible for you."

She nodded and took another breath. Pitch chose this time to continue. He lifted his hand and put it to her chin. He lifted her face and slowly leaned down and kissed her it was a light kiss at first. Soft, gentle, experimental. That soon changed, however, to a strong and passionate kiss. Arketa moaned lightly at the feeling of his tongue creeping inside her mouth, and again at the taste of his mouth on her.

During the kiss Pitch moved his hand to her still covered breast and lightly squeezed. Keta tensed and let out a whimper. He smile through their kiss and continued his barrage of light squeezes. When he finally lifted up from their kiss he looked at Arketa's flushed face and lust covered eyes. Her succubus side was already kicking in.

Pitch moved his hand to the edge of her dark gray crop-top and slowly lifted it up to touch her bare breast. Her skin...it was so..hot... he could feel the heat emanating from her body. Not hot enough for a fire, but warmer then a usual temperature. He moved the shirt over her head along with her bra and stared at her naked chest.

Keta suddenly felt very self-conscious and attempted to cover up her breasts. But Pitch moved quicker and grabbed her hands. "No, let me look" he lowered her hands to her sides and she kept them there. He then proceeded to grab one of her breasts in his hand and gently massaged. Her breaths were coming quicker now, and she would occasionally let out little moans and whimpers. The Pitch lowered his head and encased an entire nipple in his mouth and sucked. Keta let out a loud moan "AH-ah!"

She covered her mouth and continued to moan as Pitch sucked and tweaked both her nipples. "Mmm-mmm-mmmm"

As he worked her right nipple in his mouth, enjoying the taste and heat her received, his free hand slowly lowered to the edge of her shorts. He gave a small tug and Keta sheepishly lift up her hips to allow him to more easily pull the article of clothing off. He did so along with her underwear. She now lay in front of him completely bare. She had her head turned to the side, the blush still evident on her cheeks.

Pitch chuckled lightly at this and said "now's where the fun really begins."

he ran his hands up and down her legs as he returned to sucking on her nipples and she returned to letting out small moans.

Pitch let his right hand fall right over her heat and let it rest there for a second when he heard her suck in a sharp breath. Then he pushed more fervently against it and was pleased when he heard her let out a louder moan. He rubbed his fingers up and down her heat...she was so wet... "Ah...ah...Anh,,,Anh P-Pitch.." Keta said shakily.

Pitch took this chance to slip one finger deep into her. She practically screamed. "P-PITCH! AH!"

he moved his finger sensually in and out,..in and out... and when he felt she was ready he added a second, then a third.. she was letting her moans flow freely now.

"Ahhhhh...Anh...Aaannnhhh...Pitch...I- I think I'm ready..."

Pitch looked her in the eyes and nodded. He removed his fingers and let his robes disappear from his boy. Leaving him just as naked as she was. She stared at his throbbing erection. She knows it's silly but it suddenly looks a lot bigger than she remembered...

he position himself at her entrance and said "This will hurt, you need to relax..." he waited until he saw that she nodded and had relaxed enough before he began to push in... this time she did scream. "AHHHH! ow...AHHH!"

Pitch winced. She was so HOT! It felt soo good. As he pushed farther and farther into her his erection was encased in an amazingly tight heat. He pushed until his hips pressed against hers and waited. It was so hard not to just pound into her lovely tight heat but he restrained himself until she was ready.

Arketa couldn't believe what she was feeling. Pitch was soo big and hard. He was so deep inside her. It did hurt at first but that didn't last long. She remembered Cupid saying something about how for her kind, their first times didn't usually hurt because they derive life from these activities. Now though, she only felt an immense amount of pleasure coming from her nether regions. Like an itch she couldn't scratch, but she knew how to fix that,

"m...move...move please...please" she said sensually and looked up at Pitch. He nodded and began to pull out only to slam back in "AAANNNHHH!"

Pitch was moving slowly so as not to hurt her but she NEEDED him to move faster, there was no way the itch would go away like this.

"Faster...harder...fuck me harder..please"

That broke all of Pitch's resolve. He grabbed her hips and began slamming into that amazing heat. The only sounds where the moans falling from Keta's lips and the sound of his hips smacking against hers/

"ah AH ah Pitch...I...I'm...already...ah ah AH!" Arketa screamed as her release slammed through her. She had never felt pleasure as strong as this. It felt like she had been cumming for hours. Her breath was caught in her throat and when she could finally breath again she gulped down her much needed air.

Pitch knew he was already close, and when he felt her walls clamp down on him and he felt her get even hotter he lost it. He slammed in one more time before his seed spilled deep inside her. He let out a deep grunt and gripped her hips in a bruising grip.

When they both slowly got over their pleasure high they where gasping for air and Pitch fell to his elbows on top of her.

Keta could feel herself falling asleep but she grabbed Pitch's face in her hands and made him face her. When they locked eyes she smiled and said gently "Thank you"

And for only the second time her, she saw Pitch smile a small, gentle smile.

Phew wow this took forever. It takes up 7 pages on my computer! 7 PAGES! wow...so yeah tell me how you like and I'll try to update again soon. Soooooowhat happened with Keta? OOOOOOO who knows! ;)