This is the last chapter I think…yep! There might be a sequel, I think I might continue this for a while, I don't know. It doesn't seem to be getting to dry yet, I could always get Danny preggers…bleck, maybe not…adoption might work…or I could shove Sam and Tucker together…yeah, that might turn out pretty okay…I might do that. Anyways the sequel will have Vlad the exceptionally sexy around children! Can't wait to see how he fairs!

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"Can't. Move," Danny said when he woke up the next morning and found that it hurt to move.

"Can't or won't?" Vlad smirked walking out of the bathroom drying his hair with a fluffy white towel.

"Which one means I don't I have to move?"

Vlad just chuckled and sat down next to Danny. "Did I hurt you?" He asked earnestly and stroked his husbands back lovingly.

"What feels good when you do it hurts afterwards," Danny whined making Vlad laugh again.

"I could make you feel better," Vlad purred and his hand slipped lower until it rested suggestively above the firm, round globes of Dannys' ass.

"Didn't you do that all night?"

"No, I did that all morning, and guess what Daniel," Vlad said softly in Dannys' ear.

Danny shuddered as the warm air puffed against his sensitive ear. "What?"

"I want more," Vlad leered and bit his husbands' ear.

"I give up, have your way with me," Danny moaned.

Vlad was just starting to have his way with Danny when the teens' phone rang.

Before Danny could grab the phone, Vlad had it.

"Tell me where you are so I can kill you!" Vlad growled.

"Vlad," Danny scolded and snatched the phone away. "Hello?"

"HEY DANNY!" Sam and Tucker yelled over the phone.

"Hey guys!"

"The fools, they gave away their identities," Vlad said and an insane grin spread across his face as he began to list off slow, painful ways he could kill the two teens.

"So, where are you?" Sam asked.

"Paris, France! I didn't get to see much since I slept all the way to the hotel, and well I don't think we're going to be leaving the hotel room anytime soon," Danny said with a blush.

Vlad took the phone from Dannys' hand. "I'm going to disembowel both of you, then strangle you with your own intestines!" He cackled.

"Vlad, calm down," Danny said and took the phone back. "Sorry about that guys, Vlad gets a little weird when we're interrupted."

"You were…EWWW!"

"Tucker, you tried to jerk off when we watched them doing it under the Christmas tree," Sam sneered. "You're denial is sickening."

"I'm not in denial!"

"Yes, you are," Danny said and tried to ignore the fact Vlad was sucking on the back of his neck. "I think I s-s-should get off the p-phone," he stuttered and Vlad plucked the phone out of his hand and ended the call, then threw the ringing abomination as far away as he could.

The phone hit the wall with an audible thunk, then tumbled down onto the floor where it sat heart broken, all it had been doing was its job, all it wanted was to be loved. It started ringing again and much to its horror, Vlad and Danny either didn't hear it or ignored it, and kept on "playing leap frog" on the bed.

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Danny and Vlad returned from Paris two weeks later as planned, to find a mob of reporters around the front gate of their mansion.

"Jeremy, slow down but keep going, if they get in front of the limo ignore them," Vlad said and put the divider back up. He pulled Danny into his lap and opened his (Dannys') shirt, mussed up the mop of raven hair, and sucked on the teens' bottom lip before rolling down his window. "May I help you?"

The reporters threw questions at Vlad who answered them without missing a step.

"Is it true you're married to a sixteen year old boy?"

"Yes, I believe our wedding was live."

"Are you in a sexual relationship with him?"

"What does it look like?"

"Is it true he's pregnant?"

"No, he's not pregnant, he's 100 percent male."

The questions got increasingly more personal and Danny got increasingly redder.

"How long is your penis?"

"Very, very long, isn't that true Daniel?" Vlad smirked and Danny felt like he was going to die from embarrassment.

Danny nodded and buried his face in Vlads' neck. 'Why am I embarrassed?' He asked himself and something in him snapped. "It's really thick too," he leered after he lifted his head off Vlads' shoulder.

"What's your favorite position in sex Mr. Fenton?"

"The one where I'm leaning over a table being fucked senseless," Danny smirked and Vlad quirked a brow at this new found confidence, but said nothing, he sort of liked it.

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Finally they got through the reporters.

Danny flopped down on their bed half dressed and exhausted. "How can you do that almost everyday?"

"Do what?" Vlad asked as he changed into a black button up shirt and jeans.

"Deal with the reporters from hell."

"You get used to it," Vlad said and laid down next to Danny. "I love you."

"I love you too," Danny murmured.

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There will be a sequel! I promises! I'm going to watch the directors cut of Alexander, there is supposed to be Colin Farrells' bits full view and yummy guyxguy sex yum-yums! Anyway, if you own Dirge of Cerberus, next time you play it, check out how big Vincents' package is. See you in the sequel lovelings! Alexander Hunter out!