On to Part 2!
It had been ten months since Danny came to live with him, and things were not getting any easier for Vlad.
Danny almost had a relapse in his psychological well-being just a month ago, when Skulker showed up during one of Danny's evening walks, and fired on the boy. Danny had no choice but to transform to defend himself, and that caught the attention of the Red Huntress, who began firing on both of them. Vlad had been busy in his study at the time Danny went out for his walk, but his 'feeling' went off like a five-alarm bitch, and he quickly transformed and rushed out in time to subdue Valerie, kick the shit out of Skulker, and get Danny back to his house before anyone else-namely, the Fentons-showed up.
As Danny cowered in fear in Vlad's arms, a sight that Vlad found both depressing and infuriating, the older halfa then decided that he HAD to go back to Wisconsin. His castle would be rebuilt in its entirety in no time; about a month should do. That would give him enough time to think up an alibi and move Danny safely to his new home. Until then, he took a week off of his mayoral duties to take care of his protege, and physically brought Skulker in to face Danny and tell him that the hunting of the younger halfa was completely done with; he wouldnt have it anymore. Skulker knew better than to go against what Vlad said, and Danny knew it. So that solved that problem. It still took Danny nearly a month to get more than two hours of sleep at night.
Vlad made phone calls every day to see how the reconstruction was going, and was pleased to hear that they were ahead of schedule. They would be able to move in near the end of the month. Vlad told this to Danny, who gave him a soft smile, which in Vlad's experience, which he knew meant that Danny was ecstatic. He would be safe at Vlad's castle. THEIR castle.
As the end of the month drew to a close, Vlad held a press conference, saying that he was resigning as mayor of Amity Park on the grounds that it was quote, 'too ghost infested for him to take without completely losing his sanity', close quote. Naturally, the citizens completely understood. Vlad had to restrain himself from completely throttling Jack when his 'old friend' made friendly talk and wished he could stay, and asked if they could come visit sometime.
'Hell to the no,' was Vlad's thought. "Perhaps," was what he actually said, and forced himself to shake hands with the oaf and nodded with a smile at Maddy; he was completely and utterly dissappointed in her behavior towards Daniel, but he was still in love with her. On his way back to his car to get a ride home, he was stopped by Danny's two friends.
"...We know you're up to something," the Goth girl (what was her name? Samantha?) said darkly. "And we think you know where Danny is, too!"
Vlad just stared at her with a blank expression, understanding what they were thinking. "I'm going home," he told her, his voice even though with a chill of fifty below zero. "And if I find you anywhere near my townhouse, I can guarantee that your parents will never find your remains. Understood?" He turned to get into the car. "...And if you're curious as to Daniel's whereabouts, why dont you ask his...parents?" He spat the last word out like it was poison on his tongue. "I'm quite sure they would let you know where he might have run off to." With that, he slammed the car door shut and ordered the driver to DRIVE.
It was endearing that they cared enough for Danny to have the guts to stand up to him like that, but if Danny wanted them to know where he was, then he would have told Vlad and something could have been arranged. But Danny didnt want to see anyone outside the realm of ghosts and halfas. And it was completely understandable.
The movers packed everything up in the vans, and Vlad got into his limo and made his way to the airport, where he boarded his private jet and went back to Wisconsin.
At least, that's what everyone outside the know saw.
In reality, Vlad had planned the perfect escape route weeks ago; back in his newly-built castle, Vlad had hired Technus to assemble the Portal in his new lab and make sure that it was in working order. On the day before moving day, he created a clone, then the original him and Danny used the Portal in his townhouse to travel to the new Portal in Wisconsin through the Ghost Zone, leaving the clone to dissassemble the old Portal and make appearances in public to make it seem that he was traveling alone.
It was a tactic he had used many times in the past that worked marvelously; one of the things he would have to teach Danny in the near future.
The trip through the Ghost Zone was on the hole uneventful; they ran into Walker, but one of them had done or was in possession of anything illegal (and Vlad was giving him the evillest of glares the whole time) so Walker let them go. They made it to the Portal in Wisconsin, where Vlad thanked Technus and guided Danny upstairs and into the new castle.
It was marvelously done, even he had to admit. It had an old-world charm, but with more modern decor. Vlad had chosen a more toned-down color scheme than his old green-and-yellow Packers motif; this time, he had gone with various shades of blue for the main rooms, which gave it a more relaxing feel, but had decorated his own rooms and study with royal red and gold, his personal favorites. For Danny's room, he gave the boy a color scheme of black, white, and radioactive green, and decorated his ceiling to look like the vast, colorful universe as though looking through a huge telescope.
Danny just looked around his room for the longest time before sitting on his bed and smiling a full-watt smile at Vlad. "Thank you," he said, his words feeling like a warm caress around Vlad's heart. Vlad smiled back and ruffled Danny's hair before leaving Danny to explore his rooms by himself.
Danny had thanked him for the room; but Vlad wanted Danny to know that the entire castle was his as well. He wanted Danny to know that his very fortune itself was Danny's too. Perhaps he would learn, in time. But that's really all the boy needed; time. In time, Danny would heal; in time, Danny would gain power; in time, Danny would be all his.
The Ghostwriter resumed Danny's tutoring, and Danny had a lot of catching up to do academically-wise. Vlad had worked out a schedule for Danny to follow by, which started with breakfast, some light exercise, tutoring with Ghostwriter, lunch, more tutoring with Ghostwriter, training with Vlad, dinner, homework, bed, with free time on the weekends (training optional).
It was a great schedule plan that worked for Danny, Vlad was happy to see. He got weekly progress reports from Ghostwriter, which told him that Danny was passing the 11th-grade work and was ready for the 12-grade work. But that could wait until after the summer; it was now June, which meant Ghostwriter could take a break to work on that new novel, and Vlad could have Danny all to himself.
Sure Vlad had an Olympic-sized swimming pool, but he mostly made Danny swim laps in it as one of the warm-ups before beginning with ghost training. He always had Danny warm up and work out in human form; the stronger the human form, the stronger the ghost form, he had told the boy. And age forty-two be damned, at the moment, Vlad could swim faster, run faster, and bench more pounds than Danny could, easily. This was one of the things he meant when he promised no more secrets between them; he knew that Danny was powerful, but he knew the boy was wondering how Vlad managed such overpowerment at times. And now he knew the secret-staying in shape in human form. It was THAT simple.
Danny quickly climbed the ladder to physical strength, and even though he was probably a few years away from Vlad's physical prowess, he was catching up.
After physical training, Vlad began training Danny in absolute power control, and that's when he began opening up more secrets, as well as some minor pride wounds; Danny discovered that for years, since he and Vlad had began fighting, Vlad had been holding back all this time with the hopes that Danny would join him, and thus didnt want to permanently hurt the boy. The most Vlad had ever faught with Danny was at 60% of full power, even when Danny sometimes had to push 105% just to save himself.
Aside from the powers Vlad had displayed in their fights, Danny discovered Vlad's power over fire that ranged from a pink to a reddish-black color, depending on how powerful he wanted to make it. Vlad could also use a more advanced level of telekinesis, could form weapons from his ecto-energy, and had even began learning Danny's Ghostly Wail after being hit with it and analyzing it, to Danny's amazement. But like Danny using his more advanced powes, Vlad didnt utilize these powers of his own very often because they too were power-draining. Nevertheless, just to show Danny that he wasnt kidding, Vlad demonstrated his powers to his young charge, and felt slightly guilty at the look Danny had on his face; it showed a wounded pride, slight self-anger at not being strong enough, and even a margin of fear.
Well, Vlad couldnt have THAT. He explained to Danny that he had 20 years more experience than Danny, and that even though the boy was gifted with his ghost powers, that 20-year difference was still a big factor. He also explained that unlike himself, Danny would be properly trained, and that would make all the difference in the near future.
This seemed to cheer Danny up a little, and the ghost training progressed just as Vlad hoped it would.
Danny had forgone a 'formal' suit in favor of a white hoodie and comfortable black cargo pants for training, which was much more functional, in his opinion. Vlad seemed to like the idea, and had foregone his cape and tunic for training, which grew more intense as time wore on. The most difficult part of training was the sparring. Vlad didnt want to accidently hurt or scare Danny, but he knew that Danny wouldnt be able to overcome his demons unless he faught them head-on. So near the end of the summer, Vlad teleported them both to a reclusive area in Wisconsin and told Danny to fight him with all he had if he wanted to escape the day unscathed, because Vlad was going to up his ante to 100%.
Danny now knew how his darker future self was so powerful; Vlad was throwing everything he had at him-using telekinesis to hurl large boulders at him as distractions, then attacking with a sword of pure pink ecto-energy. When Danny parred with a solid ghost shield, Vlad used an ecto-blast with enough power to level trees to knock Danny out of the air, causing the boy to drop the shield, then slammed his foot into Danny's stomach and pile-drove Danny into the ground.
Fighting to stay in ghost form, Danny quickly went intangible and went underground, then let loose a Ghostly Wail to cause a quake and jostle Vlad a bit, then flew up out of the ground and punched the older halfa in the face, sending him flying into the side of a large cliff. Not wasting a moment, Danny formed an icicle spear in his hand and lobbed it at Vlad.
Vlad was barely fazed at all; he sent a reddish-black fireball at the spear, causing it to melt instantly, then inhaled deeply and let loose a Ghostly Wail of his own at Danny. It differed from Danny's Wail; not only in color, but in magnitude. Danny's Wail was usually focused on a singular point, and while Vlad's own Wail had the same intensity, his seemed to be spead out in every direction, making it more dangerous to the surrounding, and making Danny extremely disorientated. As soon as Danny lost his concentration, Vlad propelled himself away from the cliff and charged his fist with ecto-energy before punching Danny back down to the ground.
Danny hit the ground hard, making a small crater, then let out a short scream when he was hit with a minor pink fireball that his ice powers barely had time to subconsciously protect against. He opened his eyes in time to see Vlad grab him by the front of his torn hoodie, his hand reared back and poised for the deathblow...
"NO DAD, PLEASE DONT KILL ME!" Danny screamed, clenching his eyes shut and holding his arms on front of his face in a primitive defensive gesture. Vlad immediately let Danny go and dropped his arm.
"...Daniel?" he said softly, reaching out to touch Danny's shoulder. Danny violently flinched away, and Vlad's hand was once more covered with frost, only this time, the freezing trailed halfway up his arm. "Daniel, it's okay! It was just training, remember?" He ignored the freezing and pulled Danny up to a sitting position and pulled the boy's arms away from his face. "Remember?"
Danny faught to get his breathing under control as the present reality seeped into his brain. His entire body suddenly felt tired, and he faded out of ghost form and into his human form. Vlad had to catch Danny before the boy pitched forward from physical and psychological exhaustion, and just sat there in the middle of the semi-destroyed area holding Danny to him tightly, thawing the icy core (and his arm) with his inner fire. He briefly debated whether or not he was taking it too fast with too much, but immediately blocked it out. No, he thought. Daniel needed this. He needed to learn to let it go and fight back. He needed to learn to fight without fear, and if there WAS fear involved, to fight that fear, too. He stroked Danny's black hair gently and winced when he felt a slight wetness. He leaned Danny's head on his shoulder and brought his hand around to look at it, then sniffed.
Blood.
Damn it all.
He picked Danny up and teleported back to the castle and headed straight to the lab to check the damage. It was a cut, but no stitches required. Danny's speed healing was already taking care of it. He had three cracked ribs, but speed healing would have that taken care of by tomorrow. Other than some ofther minor cuts and bruises, Danny was physicially alright. But it was Danny's mental state that Vlad was concerned about. Danny was obviously still having flashbacks; he'd never called Vlad 'Dad' any other time, and doubted that he would start in the middle of a sparring session.
He would have to teach Danny to keep fighting, even through the flashbacks. Teach him to never lie down and take a beating, even if it was from the hands of his own parents. ESPECIALLY from their hands...
Vlad cleaned the dirt and ecto-blood off of Danny as best he could, and decided to wait until Danny woke up to let the boy take a shower and get clean clothes on. Still, his eyes roamed over Danny's bare chest, a painful flashback of seeing that pale flesh covered with a horrid bruise rudely gracing his mind. He reached forward and stroked Danny's raven hair. How he could have hurt this child back then was beyond him. It was all-too-obvious now that violence did not win Danny's favor. Kindness, comfort, protection, and love did. Just how many bruises and cuts had he put on him? How many wounds were his fault, directly, or indirectly? How much of Danny's psychological damage was HIS fault?
In the middle of his self-beration, Vlad absently wondered if this was what it was like to be a parent; blaming all of his child's pain on himself? It had to be. He lowered his eyes, feeling his heart clench painfully in his chest. They were the only two halfa in existance, if no one counted Danni, and they needed each other. Danny needed him.
And he needed Danny.
He brushed Danny's lengthening fringe out of his face and leaned down to kiss the boy's forehead. A fire burned inside of him; the fire of protection and possession. No one would hurt his Little Badger if HE had anything to do about it. Daniel was HIS. HIS to protect. HIS to train. HIS to love. The gentle kisses on Danny's forehead trailed lower to the boy's face, and then to a light brush against the boy's lips. The fire inside of him flared to near-unbearablility as he kissed Danny a little more deeply, his left hand brushing Danny's hair back gently and the other resting on Danny's abdomen, over the boy's core.
A flare of icy energy against his hand brought Vlad back to the here and now, and he jerked back from Danny in near horror. What on EARTH had he'd been DOING? He looked down at his shaking hands and felt the urge to vomit. Well, urge nothing; he choked down the bile that made its way up, and faught to keep it down.
He had kissed Daniel. He had taken innocent parental thoughts and actions and...SULLIED them! What kind of monster WAS he, LUSTING after a seventeen-year-old boy? And one he viewed as a SON, for that matter!
Vlad turned and rushed out of the lab as quickly as he could. He couldnt stay in there with Danny, not when he didnt know what his mind would lead his body to do.
God...
What had he done?
Danny was no fool. He knew that something was wrong with Vlad.
The older halfa was avoiding him for some reason, and Danny didnt like it. At first, he'd thought it was because Vlad was ashamed for hurting him during the last training session. Yes, Danny had freaked out, but the young halfa was proud that he had gotten at least THAT far without having serious problems. He was working on it, honestly. But when he tried to talk to Vlad about it, the older halfa said that something had come up, and he'd be busy for quite some time, and told Danny to find some way to amuse himself until then.
Danny had many things to amuse himself with; a theatre-sized TV room with any movie he could ever think of, the swimming pool, a game room, and even the training room. But Danny didnt want to do anything ALONE. And after just day three, he missed Vlad's company. He barely saw the other halfa except at mealtimes and at odd intervals in the halls, and when Danny actually sought him out.
Danny kept up with his training just as Vlad had set it out for him, but that too lost its luster without the older halfa. Danny even considered going into the Ghost Zone to ask Skulker to give him some challenge, but he honestly didnt want to tempt the mech. So for nearly two weeks, Danny was left to his own device.
And it was miserable. Miserable, and ironic that just a year ago, he have done anything to have Vlad out of his life. Now it felt like his life was meaningless without him.
And at two weeks, Danny couldnt even find the will to get out of bed to continue training. He just laid under the black-and-white covers and buried his head under his pillow, willing the sun to go away and stop being so cheerful when his life was hidden behind rainclouds. Stupid star. It didnt listen. He stayed in bed well through breakfast and lunch, and finally crawled out around five-thirty to take a shower and maybe snitch something from the kitchen.
While he was in the shower, Danny ran through everything that had happened since he came to the castle in his mind, trying to find some reason why Vlad would be acting like this. Vlad was still rich, so monitary issues werent the problem. Maybe it was one of his companies? Maybe it was something ghost-related...
'Maybe it's you.'
Danny froze, the water doing the same, when that thought crossed his mind. Yes. That was it. It HAD to be him! What else COULD it be? Everything had changed since he was drop-kicked into Vlad's life; Vlad had changed his lifestyle for Danny. Vlad had resigned as mayor, moved back to Wisconsin, and scheduled everything around Danny. What if he was missing his old life? Dealing with a mental-job like Danny HAD to be cutting into his villain time.
Instead of feeling angry or even apprehensive about that thought, Danny felt scared. What if...Vlad just couldnt deal with him anymore?
No. No, Danny COULDNT lose Vlad! He was all he had!
Danny got out of the freezing cold shower and threw on some clothes before racing downstairs and throwing doors open, trying to find Vlad. He finally found the older halfa in his study, looking over some documents about something. Vlad looked up with a start when his study doors flew open to reveal a panting halfa who looked as though the world was about to come to an end. He stood up and walked around his desk, concerned.
"...Daniel, what's wrong?" he asked, reaching out to touch Danny's shoulders. Danny tensed up, but made no move to draw back.
"...What..." Danny began, choking on his words. "...What did I do?"
Vlad gave the boy a confused look. "...I...dont know what you mean, Dan-."
"TELL ME WHAT I DID WRONG!" Danny shouted, his eyes filling with tears. "WHAT DID I DO WRONG? AM...AM I TOO WEAK FOR YOU? AM I TO...TOO HEROIC FOR YOU? I'LL CHANGE, VLAD! I'LL CHANGE!"
Vlad, who had been shocked numb at Danny's shouts, finally got the gist of what Danny was freaking out about. "Daniel, no!" he cried, holding Danny's shoulders tightly in his hands. "No, Daniel, that's not-!"
"I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT!" Danny sobbed, his face wet with tears. "I'LL BE YOUR APPRENTICE! I'LL HELP YOU WITH YOUR CONQUEST! I'LL USE MY POWERS THE WAY YOU WANT ME TO! JUST STOP IGNORING ME! I'LL FIX IT! I'LL FIX IT!"
"DANIEL!" Vlad shook Danny's shoulders hard. "IT'S NOT YOU!" He pulled Danny to him, hugging the distraught boy tightly, his own feelings on the matter be damned. "Listen to me, Daniel. It's. Not. You. It's not you. It's me." He felt the boy tense up slightly in confusion. "...Daniel...it's me. I cant...trust myself around you."
"...What?" Danny asked, his voice muffled by Vlad's jacket. Vlad felt that familiar fire in his core flare slightly, and subconsciously rubbed his hand up and down Danny's back comfortingly.
"...My dear, sweet Daniel," Vlad found himself saying. "How could you ever think it was you? You're perfect, my child. Truly perfect." His other hand gently stroked Danny's hair, and Vlad felt Danny ease into relaxation in his arms. "I was trying to protect you, Little Badger. Only trying to protect you."
Danny lifted his head from Vlad's shoulder to look at the older halfa with a confused expression. "...Protect me from what?" he asked. Vlad felt the fire in his core flare up higher, and Danny saw Vlad's eyes fade back-and-forth between red and dark blue. Vlad's hand in Danny's hair cupped the back of Danny's head gently, and his other hand trailed around Danny's body up to his neck, where his long fingers tipped Danny's chin a little higher.
"...From...myself..."
Vlad pressed his lips to Danny's gently.
Danny couldnt even THINK right now. His body went rigid, which was quickly remedied when Vlad curled his arm around Danny's body and pulled him closer, burying his other hand into Danny's raven locks. The flaring fire in his core was almost a raging inferno by this point, and Vlad responded by kissing Danny harder. He could feel Plasmius coming out in small bits; he felt fangs snag on Daniel's lip, saw his vision slide into subtle shades of red, and saw a lock of his pale hair fade into black out of the corner of his eye.
It was a small noise from Danny that snapped him out of his lust-filled haze. He froze his ministrations and pulled away, his eyes wide with the horror of what he'd done. Danny's face was flushed, his lips were swollen and bleeding from being nipped by one of Vlad's fangs, and his eyes were a swirl of blue and green. Vlad pulled his arms back from Danny and stepped away, shakily supporting himself on his desk.
"...Go," he whispered, his body looking like it was having a fight over itself over which form to take, human or ghost. Danny's eyes turned back to pure blue, and his cheeks flushed a deeper red.
"...Vlad?" he asked tentatively. Vlad's eyes flashed pure red, and he jabbed his finger to the door.
"GO!" he snapped. "BEFORE I LOSE CONTROL!" The sheer tone in his voice made Danny obey, and the younger halfa immediately turned and ran all the way back upstairs and into his room. He slammed the door shut behind him and threw himself onto his bed, his whole body shaking not just from the sheer confusion of the situation, but also from his ice core, which had begun flaring around the same time Vlad's fire core began flaring. He pulled his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around them.
'...Vlad kissed me...' he thought wildly to himself. 'Vlad...kissed...me...!' A year ago, he'd be vomiting and brushing his teeth with acid to get the fruit loop germs out, but now...right now...
He'd wanted it.
He remembered what he felt in the study; Vlad had kissed him, and from how close they were, Danny could feel Vlad's fire core flare against his ice core. It felt...perfect. Perfectly natural. He liked the kiss. He'd made a sound of WANT. He WANTED the kiss. He WANTED Vlad.
...He'd always wanted Vlad, ever since the day the older halfa took him in and protected him from his own parents. His life WAS meaningless without Vlad. He hurt without him. He needed him.
He loved him.
Danny laid down on his side, fighting to keep the icy core contained within, and finally had to transform to keep from freezing his human body. The freezing sensation stopped, but the shivers didnt. He needed warmth. A fire's warmth. Vlad's fire. He tucked himself further into his covers and curled tighter into himself, wishing he hadnt left Vlad's study. Let the older halfa lose control. It wasnt like Danny had that much more than him, anyway.
It was around midnight that Danny couldnt take it anymore. He was shaking so hard his bed was moving, and his ice core was beginning to flare again, freezing him over. Yes, he could let out some ice powers, but he had a feeling that this particular flare of his core wasnt about the over-containment of cold. The ice needed fire.
Wrapping his arms around himself, Danny slid out of bed and turned invisible and intangible so he could walk through the walls unnoticed until he came to Vlad's room. He poked his head in and sure enough found the older halfa sleeping. But his sleep seemed to be a disturbed one; he was shifting around like he was in pain, and Danny could see that he was sweating. Also, quite similar to Danny's ghost breath coming out in cold drifts, Vlad's was coming out in what looked like wisps of steam with each breath.
He was overheated, just like Danny was freezing.
Ignoring what doubts and pleads for logical thinking still lingered in his mind, Danny walked over to Vlad's bed and crawled in, his body immediately feeling the warmth that Vlad was radiating. And Danny so wanted to be warm... He was completely quiet as he slid closer to Vlad's body and curled up against it, feeling the fire warm up his core, and at the same time, he could see Vlad beginning to cool down. Vlad's arm subconsciously curled around Danny's body in a bid to pull more of that coolness to him, to relieve the fire that was raging inside.
Just a few minutes later, the both of them were at the proper, comfortable temperature.
But it wasnt enough for Danny. He uncurled himself and lifted his head up to look at the sleeping Vlad. Funny, he thought; he so rarely got to see the older halfa with his hair down. Vlad was incredibly handsome this way, he decided. He put a hand on Vlad's bare chest and felt the lingering extra heat fade away with the coolness of his hand, and felt the sigh of relief from his chest. Danny trailed his hand up to Vlad's face and curiously stroked his fingers over the older halfa's lips. Vlad parted his lips slightly from the touch and let out a soft sound of contentment that the younger halfa swore sounded like 'Daniel'.
His name was like a prayer on Vlad's lips, and it made Danny's heart flutter. He leaned up and brushed his lips against Vlad's, and felt that flare of fire beneath him from Vlad's core again, and at the same time, his own core flared with cold as well. Was this how it was going to be from now on? Being beaten down by their own cores when not fighting, when they were around each other? Danny didnt want that. He shifted around a little to be more comfortable, but his movement roused the sleeping Vlad from his slumber.
Vlad had been having a most wonderful dream; he had been running in the unforgiving heat for a long time, then he found a blue pool of water that doused the fire off of his skin...then his Little Badger emerged from the pool and kissed him...and Vlad opened his eyes to find his Little Badger...kissing him.
Danny noticed Vlad wake up, and drew back slightly, his face red. Vlad stared back, feeling that fire erupt like a volcano inside of him. His winced and put a hand over his core; it was almost painful. "Daniel...you have to-!"
"No," Danny replied firmly. Vlad snapped his head up, his eyes red, to see Danny with a similar problem, only he was already in ghost form, and his eyes were glowing an irindescent blue instead of green. "Vlad...I'm so cold..." he keened softly, his eyes tearing up and the tears freezing on their way down his face. "...It hurts..."
Throwing whatever prior concerns he had out the window, Vlad reached forward and pulled Danny to him chest-to-chest, and hugged the boy tightly, sighing deeply when the heat receeded slightly, and Danny stopped shaking so bad. Stopping Daniel's hurt was his first concern, he thought.
'Taking him is our second...'
Vlad clenched his eyes shut in a bid to will that voice away. Now was NOT the time to play split personalities with Plasmius. It was his ghost half, he decided wildly, that was lusting after his Daniel, not HIM. He had to resist Plasmius's urges, to avoid hurting Daniel...his sweet, lovely Daniel... Vlad quelled such thoughts away, only to have his own body betray him by caressing Danny's back and neck. The boy keened softly in his arms and pressed closer to Vlad. "...Daniel...we have to..."
"No," Danny said again, looking up at Vlad with those glowing blue eyes. "...I...we...need it, Vlad..." He shifted around so he was straddling the older halfa's thighs. He put a hand on his still-aching core. "...It still hurts..."
"...I dont want to hurt you, Daniel," Vlad said firmly, his transformation rings flickering in and out of existance from the inner debate on whether or not to use them. Danny took his hand off his stomach just long enough to pull his t-shirt off and put his hand on Vlad's stomach, over his core.
"Then dont."
The black rings glided over Vlad's body, and Plasmuis was brought forth, his eyes glowing a firey red. Both ghosts halves eyed each other predatorially, then the elder halfa pulled Danny to him and kissed him hard. Danny-Phantom-moaned into Plasmius's mouth and urged the other halfa on. Plasmius turned them over so the younger halfa was underneath him and assualted Phantom's lips, neck, and shoulders mercilessly with his lips and fangs, pulling back only to lick his lips.
"My lovely Daniel," he purred, running his hand over the boy's bare chest. "So perfect...so mine..." He phased out of his clothes and loomed over Phantom like a predator. Phantom reached up and pulled Plasmius down for another kiss, breathing icy cool breath into the elder halfa's mouth. Plasmius swallowed it hungrily and stripped the boy of his jeans and boxers and pressed their bare bodies together.
Phantom clenched his fingers into Plasmius's back and curled one leg around his partner's, urging him on to what he really wanted-connection. The only other way other than fighting to douse the fire-and-ice flares inside of both of them. Plasmius understood, and reached down to spread Danny's legs apart further and push in without any preparation. Not that it really mattered; the ghost forms in both of them had control now, and such a union would not be painful.
Phantom arched up, reaching down to clutch at Plasmius's arms as the elder halfa pushed in further, his whole body seeming to engulf in a ghostly fire that didnt burn anything other than himself and the young halfa beneath him; Phantom countered with an icy-cold aura that off-set the effects of the ghostly fire, and pushed his hips down to fully connect with Plasmius with a soft cry.
"...Move..." he said to his older partner. Plasmius growled and dove for Phantom's lips again as he obeyed; Plasmius usually didnt take orders, but for his Little Badger, he would do anything. He moved hard against Danny, swallowing the boy's cries like they were sweet candy as Phantom wrapped his arms around the elder halfa's neck and his legs around his waist for them to be as close as possible. The flaring of their cores died down to a sweet equal warmth in the both of them as they moved together.
They made icy and hot love well into the night and the very early hours of the morning, until their ghostly cores were worn out and the flaring was gone completely. No more fire, and no more ice, and no more energy as they both came together, transforming back into their human forms at the same time.
Dark and light blue eyes met, and both understood what their ghost halves had done for them. Vlad brushed Danny's sweat-dampened hair out of his face and kissed him gently, pulling out of Danny's body as carefully as he could. Danny's vulnerable human form winced at the pain in his lower half, but sheer exhaustion overrode the pain, and he laid still as Vlad rearranged the bedding and laid down next to him, then pulled him on top of him.
They both laid in silence for awhile, with Danny hugging Vlad like a lifeline, and Vlad holding Danny to him protectively and stroking his hair. Then Danny drifted off into what he knew would finally be a blissful sleep.
"...I love you, Vlad."
He felt Vlad's arms tighten around him possessively, lovingly. "I love you, Daniel."
They were asleep just as the sun came up.
Ouch...havent left this desk chair in two hours just to finish this... *cracks my back*
End Part 2
