Co-written between Tangerine Catnip and NebulousMistress
Danny rested his head in his hands, sighing deeply. "Sam, I know you have reason to be worried but you have to trust me," he said. "I can handle the fruitloop on my own. We've worked out a deal and it's going well. If you step in now you could mess it all up. You don't want to be stuck in a plaid sweater forever, do you?" He propped his elbow against the lunch table. This was exhausting. Lying to his friends was about a billion times harder than lying to his folks. Even when he came up with a good excuse they still prodded him with questions. "It's just a little training. I'm absolutely sure he's not brainwashing me."
"Yeah and that's exactly what you would say if Vlad had brainwashed you," Tucker retorted. "How can we be sure that you're really you and not brainwashed you?"
Danny barely resisted the urge to bang his head against the table. He glared at his two friends. "Then how do I prove I'm not brainwashed?!" he demanded. Neither of them had an answer for that.
"Guys, I know what it looks like. But Vlad's not actually that bad. Sure he's a fruitloop but he's also just a really lonely guy. It does him some good to hang out with me once in a while. Gives him something to talk to besides the walls."
Danny shook his head and leaned back in his seat. Tucker and Sam still looked warily at him. They weren't exactly convinced but the little bit of truth he had given them at least made more sense than his previous story. Danny nodded and faked a smile. "Maybe we'll get lucky and he'll be less of a fruitloop from now on," he said. "It's not like he can plan much when I'm always watching him."
A vulture circled the school a few times, flapping lazily in the breeze. The boss had given him an easy-enough sounding mission. "Annoy ze pesky ghost boy," he squawked to himself. "All vell and good but vere is he?" The ghost boy was supposed to be at the school but the students appeared to be inside. Well, this did fit into the second half of the boss's plan: 'and take your time doing it.' The vulture folded his wings in and dove toward a large building, going invisible as he phased through the roof.
Interesting... Lots of human students hunting. At least it looked like hunting. The big humans were taking these red rubber balls and using them to pummel the smaller humans from a distance. Ranged hunting. Hmph. Useful though. The vulture decided to join in the hunt, going visible and picking one of the larger humans as his prey. He swooped down and picked up the human, taking it to the roof.
He had license to be greedy. He swooped down and picked up another, also grabbing one of the red hunting balls just for kicks. Ah, yes, and the rest of the human students were running scared, screaming. Just like prey should.
His catches on the roof started crying. The vulture snapped his beak at them. "Oh pipe down, ya vippersnappers," he scolded. "Or I'll drop ya from ze sky. Can't stand crying."
In the lunchroom, Danny was just about to make what he thought was a very convincing argument when the first of the screams reached his ears. Dash ran screaming through the room, dressed in his gym clothes and still carrying a bright red dodge ball. No need to guess where the disturbance was then. Tucker and Sam looked at him, waiting for him to run off and go ghost. Danny blinked back, frozen on the spot.
He couldn't go fight that ghost, not with this... thing inside him. Danny shifted in his seat, feeling the plug wiggle within him. There was no way he could concentrate enough to fight. If the ghost had any power at all he might get himself killed. But he couldn't chicken out. Danny Phantom didn't run from fights, especially not when people could get hurt. And there was no way Sam and Tucker would let him get away with it without demanding to know why he wasn't doing his usual duties. They were already asking too many questions as it was. With a sigh Danny slipped under the table, covering his mouth with his hand.
Please be the box ghost, please be the box ghost…
A flash of light and Danny keeled over. He lay on the linoleum floor as he tried to get his bearings back after the sudden jolt. Thankfully the low buzzing between his legs was drowned out by the screaming. With a bit of a wobble Danny pushed himself into the air. The faster he took care of this the better for everyone. He ducked into the hallway and made a beeline for the gym.
Ah, and here was the vulture's salvation from these sniveling little prey humans. He took to the air and flapped up to circle around the ghost boy. "Oy!" he shouted. "And here is ze pesky ghost boy! Took ya long enough! Vat, are ya distracted?" The vulture zipped around in the air, never staying in the same location longer than strictly necessary. He felt odd circling alone but it had to be done, therefore it would be done.
Danny growled softly as he scanned the gym. He relaxed a bit when he saw there was no one left to gawk at them. Good, that meant he could yell a little bit. "Shut up!" he shouted. He shot a beam at the vulture but his aim was spoiled by the unsteadiness of his body. "Why the hell are you even here? Shouldn't you be in Vlad's dusty old attic with the rest of the fossils?" He rushed at the bird and broke it's flight pattern, chasing after it with violence in his eyes.
The vulture squawked as his circling was disrupted. Well then. And the ghost boy wondered why none of the vultures liked him; he never allowed them to circle properly.
"Ze humans vere hunting each other vith ze red balls," the vulture shouted as he flew. "I thought it vas open season." He tucked his wings and dove into the school, taking this chase into the corridors. 'Make him use his powers,' the boss had said. 'Make him use lots of powers. Make him scream with frustration.' This was a job that any of the vultures would have jumped at; that they did all jump at. It was fun. He dove right into the lunch room, sending students scattering and hiding under the tables. "Ze pesky ghost boy can't even catch a birdy," the vulture crowed.
Danny gave an inhuman cry as he turned tangible. He spotted the flicker of ghost vulture under the table and dove at it, slamming down feet first and snapping the cheap table in two. "Liar!" he shrieked. "You're here because Plasmius sent you."
Danny charged up a blast in two hands and fired it at the bird as it tried to flee, scorching its tail fathers with the hot plasma. He staggered and moaned loudly, clenching his teeth. Ohh crap, that felt good. No... no... he had to focus. He couldn't keep throwing his powers around like that, not with the buzzing in his ass. He shook his head and gave chase again, catching up to the vulture easily. "If you were trying to spy on me you're doing a really lousy job!"
"Spying is boring. Zis is more fun. Don't you tink?" The vulture cackled even as his tail feathers stung. That shot had been close, both in what he was supposed to be doing here and close to slamming him against a wall. Being slammed against things hurt, no matter how productive they might be.
The vulture shot down a corridor before taking a hard right into an active math class. He dodged a yardstick swung at him by the teacher and circled the room. Once chaos reigned he landed on the lectern and craned his neck down, lording over the room like it was his. He kept his wings spread so he could take flight quickly and easily.
Danny passed through the wall, slamming fists-first into the vulture. They tumbled together in the air and slammed into the chalkboard. A choir of screams as the rest of the students fled the room, though Danny thought he heard some happy cheers in there too. It was a math class after all.
The bird took off again but Danny rested against the wall a moment, his mind distracted with images as his hormones took hold. He really wouldn't mind being bent over Vlad's desk right about now… tied up on his bed... anything besides this teasing plug. He needed hard thrusts, grasping fingers, fangs in his neck... Danny moaned; this was torture, he needed this to end.
He threw himself up, chasing after the bird again. He summoned an ecto-energy lasso. Once he was back in range he swung it over his head and caught the birds leg in the ropes. The vulture's flight stopped in midair as the lasso hooks its claw. With a wicked grin Danny stopped in his tracks and gave the rope one hard pull.
"Pinfeathers!" the vulture swore before being yanked back into the ghost boy's grasp. The vulture angled his tumble to slam bodily into the boy, knocking him over. Wow, the ghost boy was positively buzzing with something. And was that? Oh my. "Is zat a thermos in your pocket or are ya just happy to see me?" No matter how thoroughly his neck was wrung... The look on the ghost boy's face was worth it.
Danny's fingers dug into the vulture's feathers, pulling out a few handfuls as he tried to bash the creature's head in. "Why don't you ask your sick fucking master that!" he hissed, slamming the bird against the nearest wall hard enough to knock the fez from its head. Danny practically steamed with frustration and embarrassment, his face bright and pale. There weren't even words in his head anymore, only emotion and gut reaction.
Danny pulled back his hand for a punch but the vulture managed to get its beak into his wrist. Danny cried out in pain. The vulture wrenched himself out of the ghost boy's grasping hands and pounding fists.
The Boss had not been kidding when he said the boy would be wound up. He'd never seen the kid fight with such ferocity, such disregard for his own powers. Time to flee then. He snatched his fez and shot out of there as fast as his wings could carry him. Hopefully that would be enough mayhem to accomplish his mission. It should, the boy was pretty annoyed. But his success was not for him to measure. That was for the Boss. Who was on his way...
Danny slumped to the floor. He just couldn't find it in him to give chase anymore. The bird looked like it was leaving for good, though, so he had won. Sort of. His whole body ached and he knew none of it was from fighting. His backside hurt but it just wasn't enough. His rock hard cock stood out in his jumpsuit, painful and very visible. There was even a wet spot where the material had absorbed drops of pre-cum. He rocked his hips; he couldn't go to back to the lunchroom, or worse, to class. Not like this.
A flash of white light and Danny arched, a long whining cry filling the empty room but it still wasn't enough. His hand moved to his crotch and he traced fingers over the bulge. He wanted to touch himself so badly. Make the pain stop. He... he didn't have a choice...
The boy's bathroom was just down the hall. Danny took the out, locking himself in a stall. He pulled his legs up, resting them against the sides of the cubical. He couldn't believe he was doing this... In public, too...
He unzipped his pants and slid his hand into his panties, his worries melting away as his fingers stroked his aching hard-on. Now to find something better to think about...
Vlad Masters finished his proposal. First, laying out the idea of Spectral Insurance. Then, going over exactly where and how the school would benefit from such an idea. Finally, the monetary aspects. That was the hardest part. It took effort to keep the principal in line while he went over how the city didn't have it in the budget to pay for the school's portion. How by asking the people to pay for it through a tax increase would likely prevent the whole program from ever going anywhere. How the school would have to actually pay for their fair share. As the school suffered a disproportionately high number of attacks versus the surrounding buildings it only made sense that the school actually have to take some responsibility.
Even if that meant sacrifices.
So of course Principal Ishiyama said 'No'. Or she would have if that vulture hadn't been right on time. The screams started just as she began her rant as to why the school wouldn't be taking part.
She paused mid-rant to check outside her office door.
Vlad smirked. Danny Phantom always did have impeccable timing. He stayed hidden in the office while Danny chased the vulture down the corridor right in front of Ishiyama's nose. He used her distraction to duplicate himself. He went invisible and transformed while his duplicate stayed in the office.
Vlad phased through the wall, wanting to see how the fight went. Behind him he heard his duplicate say ever so politely "You were saying, Madam? Something about the school being able to take care of itself?"
Vlad strolled invisibly through the school's halls like he owned the place. He followed the carnage to a math classroom then to a bathroom. But the vulture had taken off... Well then. Vlad phased through the walls, following Danny.
Unaware of Vlad's presence, Danny slid further back, his eyes shut tight as he flipped through his usual fantasies. He already knew he wouldn't be able to pick one without Vlad in it, not after the week he had been having. The only problem was he couldn't think of anything kinky they hadn't already done. He started with the time Vlad spanked him, remembering how good the elder's hands felt on his raw skin. Then riding Vlad with his wrists tightly bound and finally the heat of Vlad's tongue and the frozen cold of ice cream that mixed together on his poor sensation-overloaded cock.
Danny spit into his hand, rubbing the saliva over his shaft and moaning softly. He bit his lip hard, trying not to make another sound even though he knew there was no one in the room with him… His ghost sense went off barely a second before he felt Vlad's presence behind him. He yelped in surprise as an arm wrapped around him, holding him still while a gloved hand rested on the one he was using to pleasure himself.
Danny froze like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "H-hi Vlad…" he gasped, trembling in a mix of fear and need. Suddenly he was very aware of the thin slip of leather around his neck. He had nearly forgotten about it after warding off his friends' questions. He had told them it was to annoy Vlad by ruining the look of his uniform without breaking school policy. The irony of that lie would be lost on them, though.
Vlad pressed himself against the boy from behind, all but pulling him into his lap. His hand covered the one Danny was using to stroke himself but rather than stopping that hand he guided it to keep going, to keep stroking him. "I thought I told you that you weren't allowed to masturbate at school," Vlad purred, whispering in Danny's ear. His lips went down to his neck, nipping at the skin right below his collar. "Such a naughty boy, can't even keep his hands out of his pants." He thrust up against Danny's ass, feeling the buzzing of the plug as it reacted to his ghostly presence. Even through clothes and Danny he could feel it.
Danny leaned back into Vlad's chest. He was still completely embarrassed about being caught like this but his libido was too busy purring in joy that Vlad had returned. He rocked his hips back into Vlad's thrust; the more contact he had with the other halfa the stronger the vibration.
"You cheated... sent that damn vulture…" Danny wasn't very articulate at the moment but it would do. His free arm lifted above his head to curl behind Vlad's neck. He waited until the elder finished nipping at his neck before tilting his chin up and looking Vlad in the eyes.
Red eyes met blue before Vlad leaned down and kissed Danny gently on the forehead. "I didn't send him for you to have an excuse to rut with yourself in the men's room like a horny beast," he whispered, fangs bared in delight as he pumped Danny's fingers over his own cock. "You're the one who got so worked up by a single simple fight that you had to sneak in here. During classes, even. I wonder what someone might say if they saw you like this, your hands roaming over your skin, your fingers wrapped around your cock, moaning to an empty room... The door isn't locked, you know. They wouldn't see me here. Only you, your hands shamefully bringing yourself off. Such a dirty sight..." Vlad buried his face in Danny's neck again, just barely keeping himself from biting. It wouldn't be covered by clothing, there'd be no way to hide anything. But he could lick...
"Y-yeah... And me being a horny beast is who's fault?" Danny asked, trying and failing to sound grumpy under his whines of pleasure. "Could it be the guy who sticks a vibrator in me, fucks me every night then acts surprised when I turn into a little whore?" Who knew there was such a thing are sarcastic dirty talk? Danny kicked his feet out of restlessness; he wanted more. He needed more. He spread his legs open wider and moved the hand from Vlad's neck, sliding it between his legs and pressing his fingers against the plug. "If someone comes in I can be quiet. I normally don't bother since you like it so much."
"Then I hope someone comes in," Vlad purred. "Then we can see just how quiet you can be. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Keeping as quiet as you can while jacking yourself off, my hands all over you, my lips at your throat as I try to make you scream..." He batted Danny's hand away and rubbed his fingers over the plug, making it shift. He licked up the side of Danny's neck, feeling him shudder at the sensation. The collar made licking him strange, tasted like leather, but when he nipped right along the edge of it Danny made the most interesting whining noise... "I wonder what would happen if someone did walk in. Would they close the door and pretend they didn't see you? Would they watch? I bet they'd want to watch, get to watch such a filthy little wanton fucking his own hand. And I wouldn't leave, I'd keep you here, unable to hide, unable to stop..." Vlad sped Danny's strokes over his cock, made them a little tighter.
Danny's bravado waned, his cheeks bright red. He couldn't imagine what he looked like right now, legs open, hand down his pants. But he could feel how hot and heavy he was and he had to paint some kind of picture like this. Danny rocked against the two points of sensation trying desperately to build himself up enough. "You would enjoy that wouldn't you... if it wouldn't ruin both of us I bet you would love to show me off any chance you got... Le-let them watch… they can't have me anyway... I don't care..." Danny could hardly believe he said that but for the moment it was true. He wouldn't stop for anything even if Vlad wasn't going to force him.
"I would love to show you off," Vlad purred. "Lead you around by a leash attached to that pretty little collar. But then everyone would be jealous. Jealous of me for having such a pretty pet, a dirty little wanton pet, and I'd never get any work done again. I'd have to excuse myself from every meeting to bend you over a desk and fuck you silly just to hear the noises you make. I'd see that pink tongue of yours as you lick your lips and I'd have to taste them. I'd leave marks all over you to make sure everyone knew you were mine. Not just the collar. I might not even allow you a shirt, just so I could trace my hands over your chest, so I could rake my claws up your spine, so I could leave welts with the flogger."
For a moment Danny almost wished it could be true. His anxieties evaporated as he pictured a world where he could have this pleasure whenever he wanted, without having to hide or stay up late at night worrying about it. To be able to pull the elder away from his impatient investors and fussy associates and remind everyone that in Vlad's world, he came first. One lick of his lips to drive Vlad crazy, a score of bruises and scars won from pleasure, not battle.
Vlad rocked his hips into Danny's ass, rubbing his own erection into the cleft of Danny's ass. The idea wasn't making just Danny horny. "I'm going to flog you tonight, Daniel," he said. "I'm going to have to punish you for masturbating at school. After all, you started this. And I had such nice plans for tonight. I guess I'll have to amend them to take your naughty little transgressions into account."
Danny's teeth sunk into his lip, trying to hide the leap in his chest when Vlad mentioned his punishment. For the first time he didn't feel like avoiding it at all. "You keep acting surprised when I do these things," Danny commented. "I wonder if you'll ever figure me out."
To add to his point Danny closed his eyes and transformed, letting his needy cry echo around the room as black hair changed to pearly white. He swung around and straddled Vlad's hips, pulled away from his fangs and unzipped his jumpsuit, wrapping his hand around himself again. Face to face now, he slammed their lips together. He increased the speed of the hand between his legs, thrusting into it at a rapid pace. He rutted against Vlad, grinding down against his clothed erection. The vibration inside him doubled with both their ecto-energies combined and Danny arched his back, moaning in his pleasure.
Vlad swallowed Danny's gasping moans, pretty sounds he made when he was right on the edge. Both hands went around Danny's hips to hold him close, to grind their hips together. His erection rubbed against Danny's through the cloth separating them, driving them both closer and closer to the edge.
And then Danny arched back and moaned as he careened over that edge. Short nails clawed at Vlad's cloak, the tension leaving Danny's body in a flood along with the sticky mess on his fingers. He slumped against Vlad, breathing heavily. Every inch of him was glad that was finally over. He leaned up and ran his tongue over Vlad's neck, his blue ghostly skin tasted strange but not unpleasant. He felt more comfortable cuddling up to Plasmius in his ghost form than he did as a human. Danny snuggled against him, satiated and content.
Vlad wanted to be that contented too, but he was too hard, too wound up. But he couldn't dare cum. Maintaining a duplicate was difficult enough, especially one that was actively arguing with someone. Several someones, actually, now that a teacher was in the principal's office. He couldn't risk getting distracted by an orgasm. Vlad growled softly at the indignation of it all. But at least he wasn't going to have to suffer alone. He looked down at Danny and gave him an evil, calculating grin. No, he wasn't going to suffer alone. "Was that fun?" he asked, a note of evil reverberating in his voice.
Danny replied with a long purring sound, nibbling softly on his enemies' pointed ear. Then the note of darkness clicked and Danny shivered, getting the feeling he was in a lot of trouble. Pink energy flashed and his wrists were stuck together. Green eyes blinked up at Vlad, shoulders slumping as he realized playtime was over.
Vlad tickled under Danny's chin. "You have been a naughty, naughty little boy," he said. "Cumming without permission, masturbating at school, teasing me while I'm at work... I should punish you here and now. But I don't have time and neither do you. I suppose it will have to wait until after school and after I've had a chance to wrap up my work for today. Which will be rather difficult considering..."
Vlad looked contemplative, as though he hadn't already figured out what he was going to do. "I guess I'm just going to have to do this the hard way," he lamented before budding off another duplicate who rushed home to fetch a few things. "After all, you've just proven to me that I can't trust you not to touch yourself at school. It seems I'm going to have to do something about that."
Danny wiggled in place as Vlad petted and preened him. Vlad enjoyed the look of worry and fear on his pet's face as they waited a few moments for the duplicate to return with Vlad's latest instrument. "I thought you liked when I was naughty," Danny lamented softly. He idly tugging at his bonds as his brain frantically tried to guess what Vlad was going to do.
A bump from behind him and the duplicate passed its original back a device. It was a curved something but beyond that Danny couldn't decipher what it was for. He looked from it to Vlad, shifting away slightly.
"Oh but I do," Vlad insisted. "When you're naughty I get to punish you. But punishment will have to wait. Until then I need some way to make sure you don't disobey me again. Now, change back."
Danny looked at the floor and transformed, grunting as the vibration jolted then dulled. He suddenly felt weak again and he bowed his head, feeling every bit like the shamed pet he was. Well, he thought bitterly, at least Vlad is having fun.
Vlad ran his hand through Danny's hair, rubbing him behind his ear. "Good boy," he praised. Then his hands reached for Danny's slacks. He popped the button, drew down the zipper, and ran his gloved hands over the soft silk. Wet silk soaked through with cum. Then he slid the slacks and panties down over Danny's hips, baring his softened cock. He wrapped a hand around Danny's member and pumped it once, feeling the pliant flesh twitch with interest. He prepared the cock cage he'd sent for. He slid it on Danny's cock, wrapped the base around the boy's balls, and then fastened it. One more touch, a tiny brass lock.
Danny sat deadly still through this whole strange process. He knew he wouldn't like what Vlad was doing to him but he was so curious to see how the device worked. The silicone felt odd against his still tender flesh, holding it in position. And yet it wasn't exactly uncomfortable. The padlock clicked closed and Danny stared between his legs. "They actually exist?" he muttered, completely astonished. This had to be what Vlad had meant by a 'cock cage'. Why the heck would anyone want a thing like this? He dared to poke it, whining like a puppy dog kicked off the bed. "So what does it do exactly?"
"It prevents you from getting hard," Vlad said. "It confines you, keeps you in place. Oh, it won't stop you from getting aroused, but your erection won't be able to break out of its cage. You won't be able to cum." Vlad drew a gloved finger along the side of Danny's cock, feeling the soft silicon grow warm against velvet flesh. Curious, Danny was already trying to get hard again. It wouldn't progress far. "You won't cum again until I allow you. And this time you will ask."
Danny took several deep breathes, trying to calm himself. He really didn't want to know how exactly the cage stopped him from getting hard. "Let me guess, no one will notice this... thing in my pants?"
"Of course not," Vlad said. "It's quite discrete. No one will notice. Not unless you decide to strip and start jumping up and down to make the lock jingle." Vlad pulled Danny's clothes back up and fastened everything properly. As stated, he looked remarkably normal. "No one will know."
Vlad's ear seemed to twitch as he focused on something happening elsewhere. His duplicate was finalizing some sort of preliminary deal. He would have to get the details later but it sounded like some sort of paper recycling program along with fee waivers if the school meets certain... requirements. Good, this plan might work.
"And now you should be off to class," he said. "I'm sure your teacher will be more than thrilled to hear whatever excuse you have for the past half hour."
Danny smiled weakly. "Ghost attack during lunch hour, remember? Cowardly Danny Fenton was hiding in the janitor's closet and lost track of time." He stood and smoothed out his clothes, trying not to show that he even minded the cage. If he threw a fit it would just give Vlad more reason to punish him. Without another word he left, gone like a whisper of wind, the cubical door slamming behind him.