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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Danny_Phantom
  Relationship:
      Danny_Fenton/Vlad_Masters
  Character:
      Danny_Fenton, Vlad_Masters, Maddie_Fenton, Sam_Manson, Tucker_Foley
  Additional Tags:
      rating_is_for_last_chapter, Sex, Anal, virgin!Danny, possessive!Vlad,
      Could_Be_Considered_Kinky, ghost_powers_during_sex, technically_Danny_is
      underage, still_a_couple_months_away_from_18
  Series:
      Part 11 of The_Things_I_Could_Show_You
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-03-27 Chapters: 5/5 Words: 10512
****** Primal Instincts ******
by brunettachoppa687, TTICSY_(phantomofthefandoms)
Summary
     After Vlad and Danny have a little spat, Danny thinks they need a
     weekend apart to clear their heads. Vlad has other ideas...
Notes
     The E rating is for the final chapter of this fic, because there is
     sex. THERE. YOU HAVE BE WARNED.
     Also, Vlad has control issues, the possessive a-hole...
***** Chapter One *****
Danny stared down at the computer in shock, face pale.  "Tucker, are...  are
you sure about this?"
Tucker didn't look any more pleased than Danny did at his find, looking down at
his laptop like it had betrayed him.  "I don't know anything man, but the
facts..."  the brown-skinned boy sighed.  "They're all there..."
Sam shook her head, expression concerned but also in denial.  "We don't know
anything, guys!  We don't know...  We don't know what it was like for him then,
what he was going through..."
A beat of silence passed as the three of them continued to look at the
condemning evidence on the computer screen.  It had been almost two years since
Vlad had become Danny's teacher, and about six months since they had become
something...  more.  It was now two months till Danny's eighteenth birthday,
and Danny had been in such a good mood...  
Until now.
Tucker had come up to him that morning with a grave face and some old documents
on his laptop; records of an uprising in crimes syncing perfectly with a rough
timeline of Vlad’s career since his accident.  Dating back to the time he had
first got out of the hospital, a spring of unexplained robberies sprung up
around the area, just before Vlad Masters started making a name for himself in
the business world.  Well...  unexplained unless you knew about ghosts.  These
documents and articles weren’t just random.  They were about Vlad.  And while
Danny could understand doing all you could in such hardship -- he really could!
-- he just couldn't understand why Vlad never TOLD him...  
Danny frowned, pondering what he should do next.  Sam and Tucker watched him,
both concerned and pensive.  
Sam bit her lip before speaking.  "Go talk to him.  Maybe… maybe he can
explain?" she said hopefully.
After a moment, Danny nodded.  He turned to look at Tucker.  "Email me
everything, please?” he asked.  “I don't... I don't want him to just brush over
this.  I want him to explain everything to me...  He knows how I feel about
crime and I...  I feel he owes me at least an explanation..."
Tucker nodded, wasting no time and sending Danny's contact all the information
he had gathered.  
A few minutes later, they watched Danny leave the library, a noticeable tension
between his shoulders.  Sam sighed.  "At least it's Friday... And it's a long
weekend..."
Tucker nodded.  "I think they'll need it..."
 
*~*~*
 
Danny went through all the documents and articles Tucker had sent him, working
himself up more and more.  Why hadn't Vlad talked to him about any of this?
 Had he planned to keep it hidden forever?  
The younger halfa sighed, forcing himself to calm down.  //I'll give Vlad a
chance to explain...  I just want to understand...//
Walking up the driveway to Vlad’s house, he rang the doorbell.  It was opened
by a maid who knew him.  Then, Danny trudged into the library and let himself
into Vlad's study, his tablet with the open documents tucked under his arm.  
Vlad didn’t notice him at first.  He had his head bent down over some files,
glasses perched on his nose.  
Danny paused for a moment, uncertain, before finally approaching the desk; he
hated interrupting him, but... he felt this was important.
"Vlad?” he piped up.  “Can I talk to you?"
Vlad glanced up, brows raised, then smiled when he saw who it was.  "Of course,
Danny, you can always talk to me," he replied.  He pushed the documents to one
side and folded his hands, giving the young man his attention.  "What is it?
 You look troubled."
Danny bit his lip, chewing on the plush flesh for a moment, before he pulled
out the tablet and handed it to Vlad.  On the screen were all the articles,
files, and documents Tucker had pulled together.  He sighed as Vlad took it,
not really looking forward to this conversation, but knowing it was needed.
"I was hoping...  Hoping you could explain this a bit to me?  And please,
please don't deny anything, you know what I'm talking about..."  Danny asked
softly.
Vlad accepted the tablet and looked over the documents, flicking through
them... the strokes of his finger getting slower and slower as he realized what
Danny was talking about.  
After pretending to read them a few times -- buying himself time to think -
- the older man sighed, put down the tablet, and removed his reading glasses.
He looked at Danny.  "Badger, I won't lie to you," Vlad said evenly, tucking
his glasses into his jacket pocket.  "Your suspicions are correct.  I did those
things."
Danny sighed, running a shaky hand through his hair and closing his eyes for a
moment.  It was one thing to suspect...  But to hear them be confirmed?  It...
 It hurt...
"Can you...  Can you tell me why?"
Vlad pinched his nose between his thumb and forefinger, trying to ward off the
migraine of a conversation he realized was unavoidable.  "Danny...!" he started
to snap.
Then, Vlad paused, and groaned to himself.  His dark blue eyes looked up at
Danny.  "Danny, did I ever tell you I was a foster child?" Vlad asked, brows
furrowed.  "I dropped out of the middle of my junior year in college and spent
several years in the hospital.  I had GOTTEN a full ride scholarship just so I
could get out of the foster system!  I had no parents or relatives to help me
financially, I was disabled, I had no degree, no experience, and I was millions
in debt.  I was young, but with my new ghost powers, I did what I felt I had to
to get by.  And..."
Vlad stopped again -- he knew Danny wouldn't like this, not one bit.  "...And
it was easy.  Easier than anything else,” he admitted.  “And I kept doing it,
because money felt good and I wanted to be rich."‏
He drummed his fingers on his desk, looking away from the young man.  "Since
then, I've paid my debt and then some with giving funding to the same banks I
stole from," he said.  "And that was the end of it."
Danny had stiffened when Vlad admitted to liking what he did to a degree.  But
again, he could understand that too, even if just a little bit.  He had
struggled often with misusing his powers in school.  Like cheating, skipping,
and fighting bullies.  So in a way, he understood.
What he didn't understand was why Vlad had NEVER TOLD HIM!
"I...  I can understand, in a sense.  And it's...  It's good to know that you
tried to give back,  make amends..."
Danny shook his head with a soft sigh, brows furrowed.  "But why didn't you
ever TELL me?  Were you...  Were you planning to NEVER tell me…?"
"Telling you about a past that no longer matters would be pointless and would
only complicate your attitude towards me," Vlad replied reasonably, looking at
his pupil.  "If I was still relying on burglaries to keep my checkbook in the
black, I would have told you.  If you had ASKED me, 'Hey, Vlad, have you ever
robbed a bank?' I would have told you.  But I've settled my debt to society,
paid my own way since, and it doesn't change the Vlad Masters you know, Daniel.
 It's not like I'm a different person because you found out.  I've been this
way all along..."
"And I get that!  I do!"  Danny exclaimed, getting a little worked up.  "But
you gotta understand where I'm coming from with this!  You didn't tell me
something kinda important about your past, a SECRET!"
Danny flailed a little, breath coming out a little fast as he got more and more
agitated.  "I thought that was rule number one with us?  Trust, no secrets!"
He shook his head, like he was having trouble grasping the situation.  "I've
shared EVERYTHING about myself with you, EVERYTHING!  I thought you did the
same..."
He suddenly deflated, looking a little upset.  "Did you...  Did you not tell me
because you thought I would JUDGE you?” he asked.  “Be... Be ashamed or angry
or something?  I--!"
"I didn't TELL you because it didn't MATTER," Vlad snapped, brows coming
together and glaring at his pupil sharply.  "It was never a 'secret,' either!
 If it was a secret I would have gone out of my way to hide it, and I don't DO
that with you!  See REASON, Daniel."
"You know how I feel about this stuff!  About any crime in general!"  Danny
snapped back, not appreciating his point of view being looked over.  "I would
have rather heard all of this from you then from somewhere else!  You should
have known that I would have understood!"
He slammed his hand on the desk, face flushed with anger and tears as he got
more and more worked up.  "You know me!!  You should have known to tell me!
 And you're telling me you didn't because it doesn't MATTER--?!"
Vlad twisted his face into a fake, cheery smile.  "Oh, all right!" he chirped
mockingly.  "I'll tell you every single excruciating detail about my life from
now on!  Which do you want to hear about first, what I had for a midnight snack
when I was six or which SOCK I put on first every morning in MIDDLE SCHOOL?!"
He scowled.  "I didn't tell you because it didn't affect anything we've done
together!" he repeated.  "You're the one making an enormous stinking mess out
of this, badger!  Stop acting like a child."
//"Foolish, naive child.  Do you honestly think he sees you as anything MORE?"/
/
Danny took a step back, eyes wide, a flash of deep hurt visible in them for
just a split second, before his face completely shut down.  He grabbed his
tablet and turned on his heel, heading for the door.
"I'm going home."
Vlad huffed, rubbing his forehead.  "Fine..." he muttered.  "Go calm down and
I'll see you for training tomorrow morning --"
"No."
“Excuse me?” Vlad demanded.
Danny paused at the door, but didn't turn back around to look at Vlad as he
spoke.  "I'm taking the weekend off.  We've talked about having personal
vacations at some point or another, and I'm invoking it now."
“Danny.”
He sighed, shoulders slumping.  "I think we just need a break from each other,
some breathing room.  I need time to think and calm down, as you so KINDLY say.
 So..."
“Danny!”
He opened the door and walked out.  "I'll see you after school on Tuesday,” he
murmured.  “Have a good weekend... Vlad..."
"DANNY!"
The door quietly clicked shut behind him, sending the room into silence.
Vlad stood up in his chair, eyes glowing a furious red.  "DANIEL, YOU GET BACK
HERE RIGHT NOW!  DANIEL!" he yelled -- but the young man was already gone.
His fist clenched... and punched off a section of his desk.  SLAM!!
//Badger wants to play with my authority?! Talk himself into not wanting to be
with me anymore because of some stupid mistake I made in the past?!// Vlad
snarled internally.  //NOT WHILE I STILL BREATHE, BOY.//
 
***** Chapter Two *****
Chapter Notes
     Vlad is a possessive bastard...
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Danny had spent the rest of the afternoon distracting himself from the issue.
 He had done all his homework for the weekend, even what would have needed to
be done two days into next week.  Once he wore himself out with that, he cooked
dinner for his whole family, surprising a happy mom and even got a hug from his
dad.  He had gotten pretty good at cooking lately. Jazz -- ever the intuitive
one -- knew something was wrong, but Danny told her it was something he needed
to figure out on his own.  After dinner, he got chat messages from Sam and
Tucker, and gave them the basics of what happened.  They both agreed that a
weekend away might be good for him, since clearly he had started to get upset
earlier.  He was just getting ready for bed when he got a knock at the door.
"Sweetie?  It's mom!” came a muffled announcement through the door.  “Can I
come in?"
Danny blinked, glancing up from a comic book.   "Uh, sure, come on in."
Maddie came in, the house phone tucked into her shoulder and a beaming smile on
her face.  "I have some committee member on the phone!  They wanted to see if
you were interested in going on a weekend trip to Cape Cod?  There's going to
be an astronomy seminar, and they had a drop-out last minute!"
Danny's eyes widened.  "Seriously?  That sounds awesome!"
Maddie nodded, grinning.  "I thought you would like it!  Go ahead and get
packed up, you leave in the morning!  Don't wanna miss the plane!"
Danny hopped up from the bed.  "Okay!  Thanks so much mom, I'll pack up now!
 Tell them thank you for me!"
Danny rushed to his closet and pulled out a suitcase, stuffing it with all the
clothes and supplies he would need for the weekend, just barely hearing his mom
leaving the room and chatting on the phone.  This was perfect!  Just what he
needed!  He could get away for the weekend, think with a clear head, and also
distract himself during the day with space and stars!
His smile dropped a smidgen as he zipped up his bag.  Hopefully Vlad would be
fine on his own this weekend...  Maybe he should ask Jazz to check on him while
he was gone...
The young man plopped on his bed with a sigh, rubbing his face.  "I just need a
little time away…” he tried to reassure himself.  “It will be good for both of
us..."
He rolled over and fell into an uneasy sleep...
 
~*~*~
 
The next morning, Danny’s parents dropped him off at the airport, where a small
plane was waiting for him to board.  He found it a bit odd that they would send
a plane just for him but the -- oddly pale -- attendant informed him that they
had been here anyway for the drop-out; shrugging but still in a good mood,
Danny plopped down in a plush seat and looked out the window.  He yawned, tired
from waking up so early...
About an hour into the flight, Danny was dead asleep, expecting the attendant
to wake him up when they got there in another hour...
Six more hours passed, the plane heading due west towards the Rockies.
 
~*~
 
"Mmm..."
Danny groaned as he slowly woke up, rubbing his sore neck from sleeping in a
chair.  He blinked sluggishly, before checking the time.  He smiled sleepily.
 "Should be landing in Florida any moment now I guess..."
He turned, and pulled up the shade on his window, only to frown at the large
pine trees he saw below.  "This...  This doesn't look like Florida..."
The intercom buzzed.  "This is your captain speaking!  If you look out the
window to your right you will see the cold, bleak Colorado Rockies~!  No human
life for miles in ANY direction in THIS area!"
Danny gasped.  "The Rockies?  What gives?!"
Just then, he felt the plane rock and shift.  Out the window, he saw the pilot
BAILING OUT!  Danny ran for the cock pit, eyes wide in horror when he saw no
one there and the plane slowly, but surely, about to crash.  He turned and ran
back to his seat, pulled on his backpack, grabbed his suitcase, then
transformed.  He fazed out of the plane and floated a bit away, watching in
shock at the planes decent.  Suddenly, he saw the pilot next to him, floating
down in a parachute.  
"Thank you for flying with us today!  Have a lovely weekend!"
Suddenly, to Danny's surprise, the pilot turned into a GHOST and flew back up
to the plane!  The plane ceased its plummet, and flew away.  Danny continued to
float there for a moment, too shocked to move.
"The HELL?!"
Danny had no idea what to think about this.  Obviously the school trip had been
some kind of set up, but from who?  
//This is so weird...//
Slowly, Danny flew down and landed on the forest floor.  He had no idea where
he was and he couldn't get any cell phone reception.  It wasn’t smart to just
fly in any direction.  He needed to get a feel for the land, figure out where
he was...
Maybe even find out who sent him here...
He remained in his ghost form, just in case he ran across trouble, and started
a slow route through the woods.  He floated through the foliage for close to an
hour, before stumbling into a clearing.  Danny stopped -- snow white boots
finally touching the frosted dirt -- and blinked up at the manor style log
cabin before him, completely lost for words at its scale.  This place actually
looked a little familiar, like he had seen something similar before--
And then it hit him exactly whose cabin this was.
Danny started to back up. "Oh, no way--!"
ZAP!!
Danny yelped at the sudden shock, suddenly forced out of his ghost form and
into his human one.  Another shock, and his bag fell to the ground, and he
almost followed, before he was caught and picked up in a pair of strong arms.
 His eyes slipped shut and he lost consciousness before he could figure out who
caught him.
But he had a hunch...
 
~*~*~
 
Looking down at Danny passed out and slightly toasted on a plush red couch,
Vlad started to wonder if maybe he went too far.  
He brushed the thought aside, huffing... then glanced at Danny again.  Still
unconscious.  Vlad bit his lip, fist clenching -- and finally turned his back
on the boy.  He acknowledged that his response had been rash, but...
//I don't want to lose him...// Vlad sighed to himself, rubbing his forehead.
 //If he's alone, it's a small chance, but he might actually talk himself out
of our training.  I want to be HERE for anything he wants to ask me... even if
he's mad at me for kidnapping him, I'll deal with it as it comes...//‏
Suddenly, a groaning noise met his ears. Vlad glanced around, brows raised once
more, and after a moment -- sat on the couch beside him.  //Here come the
fireworks...//
"Mmnnnn...."
Danny rolled over, body complaining from the action, and moaned pathetically.
 Slowly, he blinked his eyes open and looked around his surroundings.  Finally,
his gaze landed on someone he had NOT wanted to see for awhile.
He really should have expected this.  Didn’t make him any less angry.
Danny glared up at his teacher, scowling darkly.  "You have control issues,” he
snapped.  “You might want to talk to someone about that."
"Only concerning you, my boy," Vlad replied flatly, only half-joking.  "At
least to this extent."
He looked down at Danny's hand.  "Badger... I understand you're upset with me
not telling you about my old... misadventures," he said, reaching for it.  "But
wouldn't it be better if I were here to answer any questions you might have in
your head?"
Danny rolled his eyes and huffed, still pouting.  "Well, I'm kinda pissed at
you for pulling this stunt in the first place!  I still feel I need some space
to think, which is only fair!”  
He sighed, rubbing a hand over his face.  “... But I hate to admit, you have a
point.”
Slowly, Danny sat up, feeling like he had severe jet lag.  He groaned, feeling
fussy.  "Geez, what did you hit me with!  Ya big jerk..."
Vlad looked sheepishly at the ceiling.  "Well, I wasn't sure how you were going
to react when you woke up, so... I used the Plasmius Maximus on you?" he
replied.  Meeting Danny's angry glare, Vlad put up his hands to calm his pupil.
 "Relax, it's only temporary!  You should have your powers back by midnight,
but..."
He glanced down -- then cupped Danny's cheek gently.  "Would you consider
staying the weekend?" he murmured.  
His thumb stroked over the young man's skin.  "We don't have to train, you'll
still get your vacation time... and you would make me very happy if you
stayed..."
Danny tried to glare angrily at Vlad for a few moments before sighing, glare
melting into a pout as he pressed back into Vlad's hand gently.  "Well, when
you ask me like that..."
The younger halfa sat there for a moment, looking to the side as he thought
silently.  He really did believe they needed space from each other, at least
for Danny to think.  But he admitted he would like the peace of mind knowing
that Vlad was nearby if he needed him or wanted to talk to him.   And sadly, he
found it oddly adorable that Vlad would go this far to ensure Danny wasn't far
from his reach...
He might need to talk to Jazz about that, this strange dependency.  It didn’t
sound healthy, but it felt… right.
Danny sighed softly, and scooted over on the couch to press into Vlad's side,
laying his head on the mans shoulder, but refused to meet his eyes for the
moment.  "Alright, I'll stay.  Could be nice to have a little vacation from the
city..."
He pinched Vlad's side, none too gently, sending him an unamused look.  "I'm
still angry at you though, jerk!” he muttered.  “Dragging me out to the middle
of nowhere, making me jump from a plane!  I should make you sleep on the
couch..."
Vlad smirked, wrapping an arm around Danny.  "Well, if you insist.  But there
IS only one bed~"
Danny gave him a dirty look.  "Well, will you look at that!  I think I found
your punishment for this whole mess!"
Danny stood up from the couch with a bounce, grabbed his bags that he saw
nearby, and looked down at Vlad with a smirk.  "Tonight, YOU sleep on the
couch,” he sassed his mentor.  “As for the rest of the weekend~"
He leaned down into Vlad's face like he was going to kiss him...
But stopped short with just a quarter inch between their lips.  "Well, we'll
just have to wait and see if you can be a good boy~" Danny smiled, his slight
blush giving him away.
He leaned back on his heels, expression still playful but a hint of seriousness
in his eyes.  "Give me tonight, just to myself, and then we’ll see about
enjoying the rest of the weekend together, deal?" he offered.
Internally, Vlad heaved a sigh of relief.  
On the outside, he touched Danny's hip and gave it a playful squeeze.  "That
sounds perfect, badger~" he smiled.
The older halfa leaned back on the couch, watching his little badger walk down
the hall to the bedroom.  Normally, he might be anxious that once Danny got his
powers back, he would try to fly away -- but Vlad felt calm.  Daniel wouldn't
leave him...
Stretching, Vlad fell back onto the sofa.  "This might be a good weekend after
all!" he thought aloud to himself, and settled down for a nap.
 
~*~*~
 
Danny dropped his bags and the foot of the bed before falling face first onto
the pillows.  The bed was pretty big, a king like the one he had had all those
years ago in Wisconsin.  Vlad must have a thing for big beds...
//Oh, that's a nice thought… GAH! Focus, Danny!//
He scrubbed at his face before rolling into a pillow and giving off a little
yell.  He was so frustrated at Vlad, and himself!  He just couldn't stay mad at
the man!  And he SHOULD!  Vlad invaded his privacy with this stunt, literally
kidnapped him!
And here he was thinking it was romantic...
Okay, for someone like Vlad, it kinda was.  Vlad had issues with control and
possessiveness when it came to Danny; he didn't like being away from him for
long periods of time, if at all.  When Danny had declared this weekend a
vacation, he had actually expected Vlad to pull some kind of stunt in order to
cut the weekend short.  Like come over for dinner at the Fenton’s place
unannounced or something...
Yeah, he should have expected Vlad to go big or go home.
Danny sighed and rolled over, staring up at the ceiling.  If he was honest with
himself, he wasn't that upset about Vlad's past anymore.  Vlad had been right,
it really didn't matter now.  But Danny was still a little hurt that he had
been too hard headed to see it from Danny's point of view.  
Well, relationships were all about communication right?  Maybe they could work
on that this weekend.  That could be nice.
Danny smiled to himself, already starting to feel better.   //This weekend
might be a really good thing after all~//‏
 
Chapter End Notes
     But Danny still loves him~ Yes, their relationship MIGHT be a little
     unhealthy, but take into account they are the ONLY TWO OF THEIR KIND.
     It's bound to mess them up a little...
***** Chapter Three *****
Danny had gotten a sandwich last night for a quick dinner, and after a small
goodnight, had not seen Vlad for the rest of the day and night.  Now, it was
morning.  Danny had taken care to shower and change into comfy jeans and t-
shirt, before making his way to the kitchen, hoping to forage some breakfast.
 He found Vlad there -- standing in front of the stove with a frying pan and
something that smelled VERY good.  
To show the man that all was forgiven now -- and as thanks for respecting his
wishes for privacy yesterday -- Danny came behind him and gave him a hug and
quick kiss, a small smile on his lips.
"Good morning~!"
Vlad returned the kiss happily.  "Good morning to you, too, little badger~" he
chuckled.
After Danny released him, he turned back to the frying sausage in his pan,
moving it with the spatula.  This cabin was too far away from civilization for
there to be any staff for it, but Vlad sometimes liked cooking for himself.
 "How did you sleep last night?" the billionaire asked, flipping a fragrant,
sizzling patty.
"Good, how about you?"
Danny hummed while rummaging in the fridge, figuring he could help with
breakfast.  He pulled out some eggs, onions, bell peppers and cheddar cheese.
 He moved to the counter and started cracking and scrambling the eggs together
while he had a pan on the stove heating up.  He mixed the eggs in the pan with
some chopped onions and peppers, a sort of scrambled omelet.  He added some
cheese at the last minute before separating the meal onto two plates and taking
them to the table to await the sausage.  
He once more moved to the fridge, contemplating the drinks there.  "Coffee,
milk, or orange juice?"
"Coffee, please," Vlad replied, putting the finished sausage on the plate.
He put it on the table and set the silverware, and after a moment of watching
Danny, went to grab a few apples and clumps of grapes.  He washed them, placed
them in a bowl, and set it on the table too; by the time he was finished, he
found a delicious-smelling omelet and a cup of black coffee at his place. Vlad
smiled at Danny and sat.  "I slept surprisingly well, despite being on the
couch," he teased.
Danny grinned cheekily back, taking a vicious bite out of his sausage without
breaking eye contact with Vlad.  "Good."
Okay, so maybe he was still playing at having a grudge, but it was mostly out
of amusement at this point.  He was over it now.  
The blue-eyed boy took a sip of juice before looking back up at Vlad in
curiousity.  "So, did you have any plans for the day?” he asked.  “I mean, what
can you do this far from civilization?"
Vlad took a bite of sausage, considering it.  "Well, to be honest, not much,"
he replied, cutting into his omelet.  "There's a long goat trail big enough for
two people to walk, and there's a lake nearby.  It's too early in the year to
ski, but maybe ice skating if we're creative."
His brows shot up as he tasted the omelet.  "Mm!" he exclaimed, taking another
big bite.  "Daniel, you make an excellent omelet!"
Danny grinned into his plate, flushing shyly at the praise.  "Thanks.  I... I
like cooking.  Mr. Lancer opened a Home Ec class last year and I took it for
extra credit but...  turns out I like it and I'm pretty good at it.  I'm taking
an advanced class now, Mr. Lancer is pretty impressed with my progress so far."
Danny chuckled, rubbing the back of his head.  "Mom and Dad love my cooking so
much they ask me to cook dinner at least three times a week.  I don't mind, I
enjoy it.  And Mom likes helping me plan new and exciting menus!"
“Nothing with ectoplasm in it, I assume.”
“Hahaha!  No, not THAT exciting.”
Danny went back to his meal for a bit, feeling a little silly.  He got teased a
lot at school for liking to cook, but he really did enjoy it, so most of the
teasing didn't bother him.  
Well, except when Paulina and Dash went at it, they had more... creative,
things to say...
Vlad raised his brows at Danny's expression.  "Is something wrong?" he asked.
Danny shrugged.  "No, not really.  Just..."
He sighed, looking up to meet Vlad's eyes with a half hearted grin.  "Kids can
be cruel when they want to, you know?  I get teased sometimes, for cooking, at
school.  It usually doesn't bother me, I'm not usually teased that often.  For
once Mr. Lancer defends me.  We bonded a bit over Home Ec, ‘cause he cooks for
himself.  But um...  There as these two students..."
Danny huffed, shaking his head.  "Sorry, it's stupid..."
"Oh..."
Vlad's expression grew sad and sympathetic.  "I see," he replied, picking up
another slice of egg and pepper.  "I would ask if there's anything I could do
to help, but I understand what you're going through..."
Danny laughed.  "Well, to be honest, some of their comments were more hurtful
before I came to realize they were kinda TRUE."
At Vlad's expression, Danny laughed again.  "No, seriously!  They clearly came
up with this as the most hurtful thing they could think of, but now?  Yeah,
it's really not."
He grinned.  "You want to know what they said?"
Vlad snorted lightly.  "If you want to tell me."
Danny grinned, leaning against the table towards Vlad.  "They said, 'You'll
make your husband very happy one day.’"
He chuckled, ducking his head a little shyly as he returned to his food.
 "Well, I'll just have to wait and see how true that comment becomes, huh?"
Vlad blinked, blushing slightly.  "Yes!  Well.  Ah..." he stammered, looking
everywhere but at Danny -- then glancing shyly sidelong at him and filling his
mouth with omelet to avoid answering.
Danny giggled under his breath, finding his reaction kinda cute.  He finished
up his breakfast and pushed his plate aside, looking up at Vlad from under his
lashes.  "So um... Maybe I could cook dinner tonight?  If you would like that,
I mean..."
Vlad nodded immediately.  "Yes.  Yes, I would," he told this breakfast, and
took a drink of his coffee.  Downing the last of it, he put down his mug, put
his hands in his lap...
Then glanced at Danny.  
Big blue eyes looked back at him, over a tiny, shy smile.
//Damn that boy...// Vlad thought to himself, growling internally.‏
He hesitated for a few more moments, then finally sighed and smiled at Danny.
 "Once everything is cleaned up, do you want to go for a fly?" he asked
hopefully.
Danny perked up, smiling happily.  "Yeah, that sounds great!  Let me just grab
my hoodie!"
He hopped up and took his dishes to the sink, rinsing them and putting them in
the dishwasher before running off to the bedroom in excitement.  Five minutes
later, he came back out fully transformed and with a jade green hoodie on.  He
did a little twirl, showing the hoodie off to Vlad.  On the back was a big
black decal of a D, matching the white one he bore on his chest.
"Do you like it?” Danny asked, smiling happily.  “Jazz got it cause she said it
matched my eyes! Sam and Tucker printed the decal on the back."
Vlad Plasmius stood at the entranceway, waiting.  He stroked his van dyke,
smiling when Danny twirled for him.  It wasn't exactly his taste, honestly,
but...  
"I do!" he replied, also honestly.  "Although you make anything look good,
badger.”
Vlad smirked.  “I think it's cheating~"
Dressed in a long white, button-down coat that broadened his shoulders, the
ghost held his hand out for Danny -- and together, they turned intangible and
flew from the cabin.  High, high above the Rockies they flew, where the air was
so cold frost formed on the tips of their hair, chilling and incredibly
refreshing.  The clouds were pale and wispy over a cornflower-blue sky, and the
supposedly bleak landscape of the Rockies choked with tall, majestic pine trees
and permafrost on the highest ledges.  Sunlight glittered off the snow and ice,
like it had rained liquid crystal in the night.
Danny looked on with wide green eyes, practically beaming from the sight.
 "It's so beautiful..."
Vlad glided over to join Danny in his air current.  "Some people don't like the
Rockies, but personally, it's one of my most favorite places in the world..."
he mused fondly, gazing down at the pine trees.  "I'm glad you like it too~"
He looked over at the younger halfa, whose cheeks were whipped pale green with
the biting wind, but his glowing eyes shining with admiration.  Vlad's lips
curved up at the sight -- then reminded himself.  
They weren't just here to sightsee.
"I brought you here for several reasons -- to get away, to keep us isolated -
- but most of all, so I could tell you about my past without having to think
about anyone overhearing," Vlad informed Danny, his voice sober over the wind.
 "As much as I hate to admit it, you were right.  This whole fight started
because you don't know very much about me!  I intend to remedy that."
Vlad soared down towards the trees.  After a moment, Danny followed him -
- their dark ghost tails sweeping frost off branches as the older halfa landed
in a small clearing surrounded by brush, where Vlad transformed back to his
human form, shivered in his turned-black coat, and sat on a log.
"So..." he said.  "Ask away."
***** Chapter Four *****
Chapter Notes
     Danny finally gets a few answer~
Danny hesitated a second, before transforming back himself -- hoodie lightening
to a soft blue and the decal to white -- and joining Vlad.  He sat cross legged
on the log, thinking for a moment.
Finally, he looked up at Vlad from under his lashes, face somber. "What did you
want to do, before the accident?  Before the hospital and...  And everything."
Vlad thought about it for a minute, eyes wandering as he cast his mind back to
the past; something he rarely did nowadays.  "That certainly takes me back..."
he smiled nostalgically.
He gazed up into the sky.  "Well, ever since high school I was always
interested in business and politics," he told Danny.  "At one point I wanted to
be a lawyer, then President, then an entrepreneur -- when my goals became more
realistic in college.  I was on the debate team!  Chess club, too."
Danny smiled, pleased.  "So, in the end, you still got to do what you wanted.
 I'm glad!"
He cast his gaze away for a moment, contemplating his next question.  This was
something he had actually been thinking about for a while, but had not known
how to word it, he bit his bottom lip, debating, before finally asking his
question.
"I... I know the accident was my dad’s fault.  Trust me, I got the picture from
the basics I gathered from you and my folks...  But um...  Ugh, this is
hard..."
Danny turned to look at Vlad, face non judging, full of understanding.  "You
were mad at dad back then, weren't you?  I know I was... When the portal they
made did this to me… but they weren't your family, he was just a friend from
college...  
“Was there a time, that you wanted revenge?  For what he did?"
For a moment, something dark flashed in Vlad's eyes.
Danny raised his hands, placating.  "I'm not being accusing or anything!” he
scrambled to say.  “I mean, I even felt like that in the beginning, wouldn't
talk to my parents for nearly two weeks..."
Vlad’s eyes -- wide with a harsh, angry light -- zeroed in on Danny…
Then, he slumped… old fury dissolved into sheer weariness.  "...Yes, Daniel, I
did.  I wanted revenge,” he said, eyes cast to the frosted dirt. “I wanted to
do terrible things... not just NOT TALK to your father.  But... my situation
was different than yours. Your accident was more of a happenstance, as I
understand it.  A simple mislaid plug, and you were in the wrong place at the
wrong time."‏
Vlad rubbed the back of his neck.  "Before you can understand MY situation, you
have to understand -- Jack was one of my best friends.  So was your mother.
 Maddie introduced me to Jack, and in a way, he grew on me like a fungus,
haha..."
He smiled halfheartedly over at Danny.  "I joined the Paranormal Sciences Club
BECAUSE of them, and frankly, I was happy to have friends even if I was now
counted among the ranks of the "insane ghost freaks" of the university.  I
didn't even believe in ghosts, if you'd believe it.”
Vlad laughed, bittersweet at the nostalgia.  “Anyway, we did everything
together…” he murmured.  “Three amigos.”
Vlad leaned back against the bark, looking at the sky.  "But, then, Jack tells
us about this idea he has about a portal to the ghost dimension... and
everything just went downhill from there.  ‏Your mother started really liking
your father during that project, and I had been harboring feelings for HER for
even longer, so I grew jealous.  I tried not to be.  I really tried, but..."‏
His sigh dissolved into mist in the air.  "It wasn't just me in the wrong place
at the wrong time.  Jack made a disastrous miscalculation with the prototype.
 Your mother tried to tell him that, but he just ignored her and threw the
switch, and..."
Danny was horrified.  This...  This WAS worse than what he had gone through.
 And he can't deny that it hurt to hear Vlad HAD wanted revenge on his father
for what happened...  
But he understood.  He really did, he couldn't blame Vlad for being angry, for
being spiteful, hurt.  
He was thankful that Vlad was seemingly past that, having found his place in
life and the blessing within the curse...
"I'm so sorry, Vlad..."  Danny reached over and laid his hand on top of Vlad's,
giving him a sad smile.  "I want you to know I understand, ok?  I do.  I don't
hold any of those feelings you had against you, I really don't."
He frowned a bit, slightly confused and smidgen weirded out.  "So um... you
liked my mom back then, huh?"
Vlad raised an eyebrow.  "Everyone has their old crushes, badger," he teased.
 "I'm sure YOU do.”
Before Danny could defend himself, he raised a hand, waving the comment aside,
and answered the question. "Yes, I did,” he confessed.  “I liked your mother
more than it's proper to admit.  I almost wish you could have seen her back
then.  She was razor sharp, powerful, and could be as cold or as warm as she
wanted to be.  She was beautiful.  Sharper than a samurai sword.  Untamable as
fire."‏
Vlads brows furrowed.  "Not to say that she isn't any more!” he rushed to say.
 “She still is a lovely, intelligent woman but…”
He groaned and rubbed his forehead.  “If I am going to be completely open with
you, Daniel, that's another reason why I resented your father. After I got out
of the hospital and found out they'd married, of course I was jealous,
resentful.  While I had been dying of an unknown disease, my two best friends
had been on their honeymoon.  In my mind, it felt like they had deserted me.
 But on top of that, he had... SOFTENED her in the strangest way.  Maddie
wasn't the same.  A ghost of her former self, if you'll forgive the pun."‏
The man tucked his hands in his pockets.  "It made me flounder for something to
fan the flames, to keep hating, you know.  They were married and having a
family, and I was a half-ghost invalid drowning in debt that HE was responsible
for..."
A little bit of life seemed to drain out of Vlad.  "However, once I had the
money I needed, got used to my powers, and was making my way in the world, the
flames completely died out.  I just… stopped caring about both of them
somewhere along the way…”
Danny felt lost for a moment, unsure what to say.  He honestly felt bad for the
three younger people that had been his parents and Vlad.  That whole situation
sucked and Danny knew there was nothing he could say to make anything better...
He looked down at the ground, watching a squirrel dart around.  He was lost in
thought for a long moment before he spoke again.  
"I'm sorry...  I'm sorry for what they put you through but...  but I'm glad, in
the most twisted of ways and again I'm sorry!  I just..."
The young man finally looked up at Vlad with brimming, bright blue eyes -
- begging him to understand.  "If it hadn't happened...  I don't think we would
be here today…” he whispered hoarsely.  “I don't think... I don't think we
would have what we DO have..."
Danny flushed and ducked his head, feeling ashamed for these thoughts.  "I...
In the end, I'm just glad I met you, I guess...  Even more so for what we are
now."
Vlad gazed at him lovingly.  “I know, badger, I know…”
The younger halfa blushed harder and played with the zipper on his hoodie, not
meeting Vlad's gaze.  Another question had occurred to him.  But his cheeks
were flushed red and he was shy and embarrassed...
"W-When did you know...  How you felt for me…?" Danny asked the ground.
Two spots of color flared high on Vlad's cheekbones, his eyes going round.
 "Oh!  Haha, we're going into THAT now, are we...?" he chuckled nervously.
The older man scratched his head for a few moments... then glanced up anxiously
at Danny.  "Do you promise you won't, ah, 'freak out?'"
Danny smiled slightly.  "I should be asking that, seeing as I might be needing
to answer my own question later..."
He glanced up, cheeks flushing even deeper as he gave Vlad a sweet smile.  "I
won't freak out, promise."
Vlad coughed.  "Very well then..."
He fiddled with a few fallen needles for a second.  "It was... well, it's
difficult to say when 'want' became 'need'..." he admitted with a little
difficulty.  "Or when 'like' became 'love.'  But I have WANTED you in... THAT
way ever since the morning after we found out each other's identities...  My
hand was on your back, and it all crashed down on me at once that..."
The older halfa fell silent.
Danny's eyes went wide and he ducked his head, face glowing scarlet.  He had
the goofiest smile on his face and he was biting his lip, trying to hide it.
 He played with a strand of his hair, stuttering a bit before he could finally
speak.
"I... I realized I really liked you around the time you moved into town, moved
for ME...  But um, afterwards, I realized I liked you sooner than that..."
He glanced up at Vlad from the corner of his eyes, smiling bashfully.  "It was
um... When you were fighting Skulker for me...  Called me YOURS...  I was so
happy and I just...  I wanted that..."
Danny glanced back down, shoulders hunched.  "To be yours..."
Vlad gazed longingly at the younger halfa, taking in the words that had just
been spoken to him.  Those were words he thought he'd never hear...
He smiled softly and beckoned, patting his lap.  "Come here, Danny..."
Danny didn't hesitate.  Still flushing pink, he stood from the log and moved to
sit sideways in Vlad's lap, shivering slightly when the larger mans warmth
permeated through his hoodie and into his chilled skin.  He looked up at Vlad,
marveling a bit at the size difference, loving the fact Vlad was bigger then
him, stronger.  It made him feel safe.
He gave Vlad a sweet smile when he saw the man looking back down at him, the
apples of his cheeks blazing even hotter...
Vlad gently touched the young man's chin, guiding their mouths together in a
cloud of warm mist.  Immediately, he brushed Danny's bottom lip with his tongue
and entered.  Their jaws worked like a well-used, well-oiled machine, two cogs
finally matched up -- meant and designed for one another's pace, intensity, and
warmth.  Kissing in the cold was something new; the heat they generated only
made the contact even more addictive.  
Vlad pulled back for air... but then came back for more.  A third time.  A
fourth time.  Gripping Danny's hips, he positioned him so the younger halfa was
straddling him.  Kissing was much better at this angle...
Danny gasped at the change in position, moaning in appreciation.  He wrapped
his arms around Vlad's neck and pressed close to his front.  He kissed back as
best he could, using all the skill he had learned from kissing Vlad for months
now; he was still pretty inexperienced compared to Vlad, but he was learning
and learning quickly.  He angled his head just so, giving Vlad easy access to
the inside of his mouth and throat, moaning in encouragement at his advances.
He tangled his fingers in Vlad's hair, tugging on the strands a little with a
whine when Vlad did something with his tongue against his own.  He squirmed a
little, trying to press even closer, cheeks heated with want.
Their groins brushed together.  Danny felt Vlad grip his hips, and for a split
second, he was so sure the man was going to push him away...
Then, Vlad pulled them DOWN.
Something blunt and hard burrowed into the fork of Danny's legs, soundly
blocked by their clothes but its heat far too evident to be anything else.
 Vlad broke his mouth away from his pupil's -- both panting heavily as he
rolled his pelvis -- grinding slowly and torturously.  "When is your birthday,
again...?" he breathed, squeezing Danny's hips.
Danny panted heavily, head tilting back as a soft cry of pleasure left his
throat.  A little grin spread across his face.
"Eight weeks, three days, fourteen hours and twenty seven minutes..."
He rolled his pelvis back to meet Vlad's, the sudden collision making a loud
moan spill from his throat, lust clouding his eyes and making his movements
clumsy and a little frantic.  His head fell forward to press against Vlad's,
his blue eyes dark with want meeting his.
"And it can't come soon enough..."
Vlad panted up at Danny, their frosted breath mingling between each other's
gaping mouths as he continued to pull the young man's hips down harder,
grinding even tighter into that promising, clinging, pulsing body...
His self-control had been weakening for two years since he had met Daniel.  Too
many nights, too many times saying his name to the showerhead… and finally, he
felt something give.
Finally, Vlad felt it crack and crumble completely away on the wind.
"Close enough...!" he breathed.
Danny's eyes widened in shock, completely flabbergasted.  "Wh-what??"
The ghost boy’s head snapped back with a loud squeal as the next grind was so
forceful it nearly threw him off Vlad's lap, eyes rolling back in bliss.  Vlad
transformed, hissing breathlessly in Danny's ear.  
"CLOSE…! ENOUGH...!" Plasmius snarled.
 
***** Chapter Five *****
Chapter Notes
     SEX. THIS CHAPTER IS SEX. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
With a blast of icy wind, they were high in the sky.  A flight that took them
minutes before now took Vlad seconds -- turning intangible and sinking straight
through the cabin roof to the bedroom.  The bed was unmade, and his suitcase
was open, and the room smelled like Danny.  Perfect. The older halfa placed
Danny on the bed, fingers fumbling at the hoodie before he managed to grab hold
of the zipper, pull it down, and strip off the garment -- never stopping his
hungry kisses.
Danny's breath was knocked out of him for a split second when he landed on the
bed.  He was dazed for a moment, and only seemed to come back to himself when
he felt the hoodie get pulled away from his body.  
He gasped into the kisses, reaching up to touch Vlad as much as he could.  //
This is it, this is happening!  It's finally happening!//
Danny surged up, trying to kiss back as deeply and as hungrily as Vlad was,
gasps and moans of desire spilling past his lips.  He yelped when his shirt was
practically ripped from his body, wide blue eyes, pupils dilated with lust,
looking up at Vlad.  
His whole body trembled when he saw the hungry look there, erection giving a
hearty twitch in his pants.
"V-Vlad...!"
Vlad attacked Danny, mouths smacking back together in a ravenous clash of teeth
and tongue.  He bore down on the younger man, pressing him into the sheets as
his fingers frantically worked at the buttons on his coat.  Two years of
waiting, and it was FINALLY TIME!  All those fantasies... all that time,
repressing himself, keeping himself under control, all of it was coming back to
the forefront of Vlad's mind like an avalanche.  His cock grew even larger at
the REAL sight below him, Danny gasping and squirming and saying HIS name...!
"Little BADGER~" Vlad Plasmius growled, his mouth twisting into a wide smirk.
 He yanked off his coat, pulled off his shirt, tilted Danny's head back and
pressed his tongue flush against his before DIVING back in.
Danny wiggled on the bed, trying so hard to press back against Vlad, to try and
return his feverish kisses and help him remove his clothes.  But he was so
overwhelmed, pleasure mounting and coursing through him like a freight train!  
He worried, if they didn't move any further soon, Danny was going to come in
his pants!  Scratch that, he KNEW he would!  
He tried to pull back and voice this to Vlad, but only managed to get dragged
into another mind numbing kiss.  His eyes slipped shut and he panted into
Vlad's mouth, whines swallowed.  He had to DO something!
And that's when his body reacted in the most embarrassing way to date.  
He went invisible, and phased right out of the rest of his clothes.  His jeans
and boxers tumbled off the side of the bed due to his sudden flailing of
surprise.  Danny squeaked, hand coming up to his face in shock.
He was now completely naked underneath Vlad, and still invisible due to
mortification.
"Oh gosh...  I... didn't exactly mean to do that..."
Vlad paused for a second -- staring down at the empty space where Danny's voice
was coming from.
Then, a wicked grin spread over his face... and he did the same.  Vlad vanished
from view, his pants and briefs fell from his body, and from Danny's point of
view, an invisible force kicked the unwanted clothes from off the bed.
"In that case, neither did I..." came a deep, whispering purr.
Vlad's hand explored the solid, but unseen body beneath him... memorizing every
inch of skin his invisible fingers touched, slowly making it down to the young
man's groin.  He gripped the hot, trembling shaft, squeezing it lightly.  
“AH...?!” came the sudden gasp.
"But it's a little more interesting this way, isn't it...?" Vlad murmured into
Danny's open, panting mouth.  
He had found it by sound.
"AH!  Ahhhnnnn...!!  V-VLAD!  Slow d... mm..."
Danny cried out as he was gripped and stroked, the pleasure doubling as he
simply FELT it instead of SEEING it.  His eyes rolled back in bliss, a gasp
escaping him as he felt Vlad's hot breath against his mouth.  He trembled on
the bed, hands coming up to grip Vlad's shoulders to stabilize himself.  He
blinked up when his hands landed on hot skin, but saw nothing.
That... That bothered him actually.  He wanted to SEE Vlad...
Well, he could fix half the problem, he figured.  Danny closed his eyes and
concentrated, willing his powers to obey him...
Between one second and the next, he was visible again, his naked body on
display for Vlad to see.  He flushed hotly when he realized Vlad could see
EVERYTHING now.  
The hand on his shaft TIGHTENED. Danny bit his knuckle, trying not to cry out.
 “Nn--!” he whimpered.  “Gentle…”
"...Danny..."
Vlad returned to the visible spectrum -- even with his sure grip around Danny's
manhood and his long white hair loose, tumbling around his shoulders -- his
eyes were wide and face was flushed at the sight of the young man under him. /
/ When did he transform back?// Danny thought through the haze.  //Oh god, I
don’t know…//
Yeah, he really wasn’t going to make it.
Vlad stroked Danny gently a few times... backing down on the ferocity of his
attack.  His moves were gentle now, passionate.  "Danny..." he repeated
quietly, again and again, lowering his mouth to pepper his pupil's throat,
collarbones, and chest with soft nips and kisses.
Danny sighed into the tender touches, practically purring from the gentle
affection.  He moved his hands from the man’s shoulder in order to wrap his
arms around Vlad's neck.  His body moved with the older halfa’s touches, and he
gazed up at him with half lidded eyes.
"Vlad..."
"I'm sorry to say..." Vlad panted between kisses, "that I wasn't expecting any
of this to happen this weekend.  I wanted... to wait... but... you just made
that IMPOSSIBLE... so... I have to ask you something..."
He raised his head, dark, lustful eyes directed up at Danny.  "Do you know what
'rimming' is...?"
Danny's eyes went wide, almost completely swallowed black by his pupils.  The
words, and very breath, got choked up in his throat and only a high pitched
squeak made it passed his lips.
The little virgin’s reaction spoke volumes.
Internally, Vlad sighed in relief, and resumed his way down between Danny's
legs, gripping the young man's thighs and raising them.  He was glad he didn't
have to explain that.  "Good..."
Lick~
"AH...  AHH!"
Danny's eyes squeezed shut as he felt a hot, soft wetness press against his
entrance.  His legs kicked out a bit and his thighs trembled in Vlad's hold.
 His back arched a bit, body shaking.  This was completely new territory for
him, pleasure like he had only imagined coursing through his veins.
His hands came down to tangle in Vlad's hair, pushing on his head with every
lick, accompanied by a soft gasp or cry.
"V-V-VLAD!!"
Shit, he wasn't sure he could last through this...
He bit his bottom lip so hard, a spot of blood appeared.  He wanted to make it
to the end, to last.  He didn't want to come so soon, like the virgin he was!
 His mouth flew open with a moan at the next hard, slow lick.
Yeah, he really wasn't going to make it...
Toned, taut muscles fluttering and clenching around his tongue, Vlad used both
touch and taste to work Danny open, saliva slicking up the process as he
fingered the tight hole he had been faced with.  He hated to admit it too, but,
he was ashamedly close to climax before he was even done preparing the young
man; it had been two very long years, and almost fifteen since the last time
he'd had even the slightest attraction to someone.  It was torture, but Vlad
took his time stretching Danny open.  He had to do this right...
Finally, three, saliva-soaked fingers had finished their task -- and pulled out
of Danny.
His cock dripping with precum, Vlad positioned himself at his pupil's entrance.
 "Ready...?" he gasped, hair tousled and face red with arousal.
Danny nodded shakily, tears of pleasure and frustration leaking from his eyes
and sliding down his pink cheeks.  His legs came to wrap around Vlad's hips, a
tremble running through his body when he felt that large, hot erection press
against his spasming hole.  
"Y-yeah...  Just um..."  His eyes darted away shyly.  "If..  If I come..."
A pause, before he looked back at Vlad, green eyes dark and pupils blown.
"Don't stop..."
Vlad nodded sharply, his fingers cradling Danny's neck, then breathed out,
bracing himself...
And he slowly, arduously, pushed in.
The younger halfa's entrance closed hard around the head, shaking and clenching
and trying to swallow him deeper.  Vlad bit back a swear that would completely
ruin the mood, his fingers trembling and gripping Danny hard enough to bruise,
and moaned harshly as he pushed deeper... and deeper... The hot flesh pulsed
around him, pulling him almost desperately into Danny's core.  
"Haaah... ahh...!" Vlad gasped.  His balls finally touched the cleft of Danny's
ass.  He was all in.
Danny's mouth had fallen open in a silent scream, eyes wide and staring blindly
up at the ceiling.  The sensation of the harsh glide of that THICK shaft,
sinking deeper and deeper into him, had him choking on air.  Pleasure and pain
blended into a heady mix in his fogged up mind, making his own erection twitch
and spit precum onto his quivering stomach.
"AH!  VLAD!!"
The moment Vlad was balls deep inside him, Danny swallowed his tongue before
howling his release.  His cum shot out and painted his stomach, leaving him
whining and shaking in pleasure.  He was so overwhelmed, delirious with it, as
his insides clenched and spasmed around Vlad's cock, trying to drive the man
deeper or simply milk him dry...
Danny blinked up at Vlad dazedly as he came down from his high, eyes
alternating between baby blue and glowing jade green.  His teenage erection
only flagged slightly, still partially hard and on the road to completely
recovering as pleasure still sang through his veins.
"V-Vlad...  AH... Mnnn...."
Vlad couldn't look at him.  He had FELT his powerful orgasm clenching, sucking
him in...
Oh, butter biscuits, this really WASN'T going to take long...!
He thrust shallowly.  Smack!
Danny's head flew back with a loud gasp, hands coming up to scrabble at Vlad's
shoulders.  "AH V-Vlad!  Oh... MMMNN...!"
Fueled by the long, drawn-out moans, Vlad thrust once more, with a bit more
strength this time -- then a second, then a third -- and kept going, picking up
the pace until they were gasping and groaning in synch with one another.  It
was just like their kisses, their combat lessons, their banter, their very
identities; each responding to the other like they were the puzzle piece that
had always been missing.  The older halfa felt himself tipping over the edge.  
"Danny... DANNY!  AH!!"
BANG!
His climax arrived in a harsh jerk of his hips, accidentally bouncing Danny’s
skull against the headboard (when had they gotten up there...?) and spurting
into him.  Vlad allowed himself to fall down on his elbows, fingers in Danny's
hair as he fought to catch his breath.  "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...!  Are
you okay?!" he panted.  "Is your head all right?"
Danny was panting just as heavily for breath, his whole body shaking from the
experience.  He gulped loudly before finding his voice.  "Wrong HAH!  W-wrong
head to... to worry a-about..."
He bit his lip, cutting off a moan as he took one of Vlad's hands and held it
to his still aching erection.  It had returned with a vengeance while Vlad had
been penetrating him, and he was dying for release.
"Pl-please... AH!"
Vlad swallowed, catching his breath, put his hands on the younger halfa's hips,
and lowered his head to the smaller, trembling cock.  His tongue licked the top
and then took it all at once, swallowing around the hot, hard flesh.  His
powerful grip kept the young man's hips from bucking; he lowered his head up
and down, doing all he knew how to do in this situation.  
Through the post-coital haze, all that registered is that it tasted like Danny.
 That was all that mattered...
Danny came barely a minute later, crying out Vlad's name as he orgasmed for the
second time that day.  He fell against the bed, body quivering and shaking with
the aftershocks.  He moaned weakly as Vlad pulled away from his tender shaft,
hands reaching out to take hold of the older man and bring him down to press
against his body.  
His eyes were still a little fogged up with his tears of bliss, but he managed
to meet Vlad's gaze.  He smiled weakly, cheeks pink and body glistening with
sweat.  He reached up, placing a hand on the man’s cheek.
"I... I love... You..."
A dazed Vlad swallowed, wiping his mouth, and reached up, re-entering Danny and
kissing him intently on the lips -- not as much a kiss as a soft graze of his
teeth over lips.  This had been a fix twenty years in the making.  He was
tired... and he felt blessed.
"I love you, too..." Vlad breathed.  
For a few minutes, they just stayed like that, catching their breath.  Vlad -
- surprisingly -- was the first one to recover his humor.  He rolled over, lay
down on his back so Danny was perched on top, and chuckled under his breath,
muscular chest starting to slow its heaving.  "Well!  Not bad for an old man,
huh...?" he grinned, a bit pompous as he tucked his arms behind his head.
Danny moaned weakly from the motion, lying limply on Vlad's chest.  He squirmed
a bit, enjoying the feel of Vlad still inside him.  He blushed from the thought
alone.  He really couldn't do more then prop his chin up on Vlad's chest and
punch at his arm, weaker than a kitten at the moment.  He glared half
heartedly.
"Old man, my ass...  Like, LITERALLY, my ass..."
He laughed a little, before he eyed Vlad suspiciously.  "I understand it's been
a while for you...  Hence the cumming like a virgin teenager without being the
v-virgin teenager...  But..."  
His eyes narrowed; he just had this weird HUNCH...  
"Were you holding back?" Danny demanded.
Vlad rolled them over again, plopping Danny on his side.  "Sleep," he ordered,
closing his eyes and choosing to ignore that question.  "Remember, you offered
to make dinner tonight..."
There were a few minutes of silence...
Finally, Vlad opened one eye.
Danny simply pouted at him, blue eyes hazy from being sleepy, but absolutely
refusing to fall asleep yet.  When he saw Vlad looking back at him, he pouted
all the harder, directing it right at him.
Vlad looked like a little boy with his hand caught in the cookie jar for half a
second... then he smirked and patted Danny's cheek.  "This won't be our last
time, baby badger~" he murmured.  "I'm sure you'll get to find out, yes?"
Danny huffed, before smiling softly.  He snuggled closer to Vlad, nuzzling a
bit, as he settled for sleep.  "Alright..."
His eyes slipped shut and soft sigh left his lips.  "Love you... jerk."
Then he drifted off to sleep.
Vlad let out a private little sigh of relief.  That had been amazing... and
THAT had been CLOSE.
 
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