Lee frowned. "Something bit you?" He quickly helped spread Jack’s shirt, scanning for insect bites. "I'll be damned if you get poisoned before I get you into our world, Jack Kierny!" His words caught in his throat. "F-Fuck me! Is that a promise mark?" He squinted as the shape deepened on Jack’s chest. "It is! Jack!" Lee gave him the dirtiest, most passionate kiss of his life. When he finally pulled away, he turned to the laptop and typed, 'Jack, that's a promise mark! It means you’re serious about becoming my mate someday!' As Jack’s words drifted back, he added, 'And it looks more like a heart with three arrows to me.'

Jack moaned at the kiss and read Lee's words with a spinning head. "Three arrows? I'd think with you I'd just need one. You're definitely the one who's pierced my heart with cupid's arrow." Jack held his invisible boyfriend close blushing at his sappiness.

The unicorn leaned back, pressing a kiss to Jack’s chin as he typed. 'The important thing is, it’s a promise mark. With that, you can mark me as your mate, and we’ll be officially a couple in my world.' A gentle smile touched his lips. 'When we cross over with Fin, you’ll finally see me. Then you can put your mating mark anywhere you want.'

"You know, when you first talked about wanting to marry me and stuff it kind of freaked me out," Jack said, nuzzling into Lee's soft skin. "It doesn't sound so scary anymore... it sounds pretty perfect." The hazel-eyed teen grinned. "And anywhere, eh?" Jack reached down to slide his hand high up the inside of the unicorn's thigh. "Could I put it here?"

Lee's breath hitched, but he pressed a 'Yes' into Jack's free hand. "Wherever you want it, Jack." He typed. 'I'd be proud to wear it anywhere you wish to put it on me, big guy.'

Jack cupped the unicorn's balls through the leather of his pants, massaging gently. "Because if I put it there, I could kiss the mark every time I suck your cock."

Oh, Celestials. The idea made Lee shiver. 'That spot’s starting to sound better and better,' he typed. 'I think it’s time I thank you properly… for your gift and your decision.' He guided Jack’s hands up the mesh sides of his shirt and over his chest and let the open fabric drape across his skin. 'Did I mention I’m not wearing any underwear?' he added, releasing Jack’s hands.

The already firm bulge in Jack's pants throbbed. "Fuck, baby, I think you'd better prove it."

Lee licked his lips and undid his pants, wriggling out of them while keeping his shirt on. He straddled Jack, bare legs on either side. "See? No undies."

Jack slid his hands up Lee’s smooth thighs, cupping his soft, warm cheeks. "You weren’t lying," he purred. "Feels like I’m getting my own private lap dance." He thrust up, pressing against Lee. "I’m a naughty customer. I tip well, but I don’t follow the no-touching rules."

"Oh? Neither do I, big guy." The unicorn agreed as his hands dragged down the human's chest. He dipped down to press a tender kiss to the promise mark before sucking hard on Jack's nipple.

Jack gasped, writhing beneath the petite man he couldn’t see but could certainly feel. His head fell back, eyes closed, as he surrendered to Lee’s touch. The unicorn grazed his teeth along one sensitive nub, thumb circling its twin, then kissed and sucked his way up Jack’s throat, gently biting his earlobe.

"If you could only hear my voice, Jack," Lee said. "If you could only hear the longing in it."

Jack gripped Lee's hips and pushed down as he started to grind upward. "Ah, you drive me crazy. I want you so bad," Jack said.

A devious little smirk tugged the corner of the unicorn's lips. "Not just yet, but that doesn't sound like a bad idea at all," he said. He tugged the human's shirt off elbows and quickly pulled off his own ripped shirt. He stood up and behind Jack, using the holes in the shirt to tie the human's wrists behind his back with the help of the chair. "You stay put for a minute," he said, pressing the letters for 'wait' into Jack's hand before rushing off. When he returned, he had a can of whipped cream in hand.

"I like where this is going," Jack admitted when he saw the floating can of whipped cream. He waggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Am I dessert or are you dessert?"

The unicorn opened Jack's pants and roughly pulled them down along with Jack's underwear. "You, of course." He shook the can eagerly and then dispensed a long line of whipped cream over the human's length. "Consider this my congratulations for graduating, big guy." He admitted as he sucked hard on the tip and worked his way down to the base. He increased and decreased the suction as he saw fit, devoting his tongue, lips, and throat to the flesh in his mouth.

"Oh, fuck," Jack said, lost to the sensation.

Jack’s hips flexed as he fought to stay in the chair. His toes curled into the rug, lip caught between his teeth as he let out helpless, breathy sounds.

As he continued to move over the length, Lee briefly shifted into faun form. He squeezed the fluid that surrounded his own shaft and reached behind himself to coat and stretch his entrance. He couldn't wait much longer. The unicorn wanted nothing more than the heated rod in his mouth to be inside his core. Lee pressed the tip of his tongue into the slit, relishing the taste of Jack's pre-cum, before he shifted back into his human form and straddled him once more.

"I can't wait any longer, Jack," Lee said as he lowered himself onto Jack's cock with a guttural moan.

The brunet planted his feet and thrust upward with a grunt. He tensed, and the chair tipped back.

Lee gasped as the chair tilted, then steadied them, wincing at the noise. He pressed the letters for 'keep still' into Jack’s hand, then grabbed Jack’s knees and began to ride him with fervor, hips relentless.

Jack fought not to move, the pleasure forcing him to tremble with the effort.

"Baby, I’m close," Jack gasped. "But I can’t reach you. I want you to cum with me."

"Don't worry about me," Lee said as he shifted forward once more, grinding and shifting against the human beneath him. He took himself in hand and began to stroke himself as he leaned down to kiss and bite Jack's lips.

Jack couldn't hear him, but he could feel the unicorn's intention. Lee wasn't stopping and Jack let himself go. He threw his head back with a grunt and let his peak crash over him. He shot deeply into his lover's tight warm, his head dizzy and his body tingling.

Lee wasn’t far behind. He groaned, spilling across Jack’s chest, his body shivering with aftershocks. "I won’t ever let you go, Jack Kierny. So long as you love me, I swear I won’t."

After a day full of ups and downs, Fin was exhausted. He peeked in on his dad, relieved to find his fever had come down. Quietly, he left the room, stripped out of his clothes as he walked upstairs and though he didn't feel like it forced himself to take a quick shower and pull on pajamas before collapsing into bed. The moment his head hit the pillow, he was out.

Fin found himself surrounded by blue rose petals, every imaginable shade, from glacier pale to deep evening blue, turquoise like balmy oceans, and cobalt like Alistair’s eyes. The petals blanketed the bed so completely that the mattress disappeared. Naked, Fin sank into their cool, velvety softness. When he looked up, Alistair stood at the foot of the bed, wearing only a black satin robe, and hunger in his eyes as he took in every inch of Fin.

Fin picked up a deep sapphire rose petal, marveling at its softness, just like all the others. A pink blush bloomed over his face, traveling down his neck, chest, and shoulders.

"They're beautiful," he said, "but you still outshine them."

Alistair let the satin robe fall silently from his shoulders.

"You’re stealing my best lines, love," the Nightmare teased, crawling slowly onto the bed. "Congratulations on your graduation." Alistair knelt beside him. "I’m very proud of you."

Fin’s smile grew. Alistair, like his father, hadn’t seen him graduate but those words of pride warmed him to his core. "Thank you."

Alistair dropped onto the bed next to Fin, sending a riot of blue petals flying up before fluttering down around them.

"What would you like to do?" Alistair said. "You're the man of the hour. Anything you wish."

"Anything I wish?" Fin said, worrying his bottom lip as he searched for the right words. His dark blue eyes flicked to the Nightmare, briefly meeting cobalt before darting away. "Even… a kiss?"

"Of course," Alistair said. "I wonder if that will be more of a gift for me, though." The Nightmare stroked Fin's cheek. "What kind of a kiss would you like? Or would you simply like to show me?"

Fin’s hands slid through Alistair’s indigo locks as he gently tugged him down for a kiss. His tongue traced the Nightmare’s bottom lip before slipping inside, inviting him to play. Alistair moaned softly, hovering just above Fin as their lips and tongues explored. Soon, excitement grew, and their stiffening bodies brushed together.

Fin couldn't get enough of the taste of his mate. He felt shiver after shiver rolling down his spine with every stroke of their tongues against each other. His fingers threaded further into the Nightmare's hair, and he clutched at the back of Alistair's head as he eagerly sucked on the tip of the man's tongue.

Alistair let his lower body drop, trapping Fin beneath him without breaking the kiss. The Nightmare rolled his hips, rubbing the silky skin of their hardened cocks together.

Fin broke the kiss with a shaky gasp. "Alistair…" he breathed, eyes darkening to match the Nightmare’s indigo hair. One hand clutched Alistair’s head while the other traced a line down his neck and chest. Despite everything Dale had done and the nightmares that followed, Fin still ached for the man above him. That unflinching desire felt like both a relief and a blessing.

"You don’t know what you do to me," Alistair moaned, grinding against Fin. "I don’t know how we’ve made it this far without breaking your chastity." He sucked in a breath. "If I keep this up, I’m going to cum all over you. Would you like that, love?" Alistair’s fingers tangled in Fin’s platinum hair as the teen teased his sensitive nipples. "Would you like me to paint you? Mark you as mine?"

Fin’s heart raced at the thought. He gave Alistair’s left nipple a final lick and nodded. "Yes, cum all over me, Alistair," he said.

Alistair’s heart hammered. He wrapped a large hand around both their lengths, planted his knees, and thrust, stroking them together. His grip tightened as his hips moved faster, grunts and moans filling the air, until he lost all rhythm, his release spilling across Fin’s stomach, chest, even his chin and cheek. With a final, shuddering gasp, Alistair let go and rolled onto his back amid the blue petals.

It was all too much: the sight, the heat, Alistair’s voice. Fin felt the hot splash on his skin, tried to hold back, tried to steady himself. But as soon as Alistair let go, Fin arched, a sharp tightening in his core, and his first orgasm tore through him. "Hanh!" he cried out, now coated with his own release. For a moment, it was pure, overwhelming pleasure, throbbing, pulsing, leaving him breathless. Was this what he’d been missing all along?

Suddenly, panic overtook him. "I came!" he whimpered, tugging at his hair and glancing at the Nightmare. "Alistair, what did I just do? Lee’s going to kill me!"