Major thanks to 2wingo for giving me the idea for this chapter, i uh... let's see... can't spoil anything so just get on reading, and thanks to everyone who reviewed.
Don't own danny phantom, nor do i own AXE, not that i'd want to.
Those Ridiculous Commercials
Chapter 3
Uh…
Sam had shoved Danny into his room hastily, and shoved Jazz out of the doorway and slammed it in her face, a sure sign that was pretty obvious to the redhead to STAY OUT.
Jazz could hear the slight click coming from the inside of Danny's door. Jazz became worried, she twisted the knob in attempt to burst open and scold Sam for locking the door, after all she didn't want to be an aunt at age 16. She tried banging on the door only to be ignored.
"I'm sure Danny's responsible enough not to let the horny girl who he totally loves him back do something inappropriate…"She thought to herself as she walked down the stairs to continue her new favorite book, Psychologist's Guide to the Clueless Mind. The title itself was a clue to anyone besides the clueless, that Jazz was trying to delve deeper into Danny's mind. She felt safe doing this even if he was spying on her, because he wouldn't have any idea what she was doing. She was trying to get back into her intensive state of focus where she could block out any background distractions to keep her from reading.
'SLAM' "Ow!" Apparently she hadn't reached that state yet. Jazz dropped her book immediately as turned her attention upstairs to Danny's room, hoping that Sam didn't do what she thinks she just did.
The inquisitive teen started up the steps cautiously before she heard a gentle tap on the front door.. "POUND POUND…Danny! Open up! Dude, I'm like, totally soaked!"
It was just Tucker "Thank goodness! Wait did I just say that about Tucker? Well as long as Danny stays … well… safe"
She power-walked over to the front door and twisted the deadbolt and opened it up to find a drenched Tucker with an annoyed scowl on his face. As the moment she laid her eyes upon him, she could have sworn she smelled something. She couldn't put her finger on it, but it smelt good. Really good. She felt almost relaxed and tense at the same time. Her heart was racing and her muscles were melting in pleasure from the scent. She felt like her next actions were made purely on instinct, as if no matter how she knew how wrong it was to do, she couldn't stop herself. Part of her really REALLY like what she was thinking, other parts of her were trying to play the devils advocate but had to agree with the part of her that enjoyed this feeling.
It felt frisky…playful, kinky almost…
Jazz grabbed her hair band, yanked it out, and threw her hair left and right getting it all riled up. She her eyes seemed to glisten with desire, and she put on a seductive smirk on her lips as she grabbed on to Tucker's shoulder preventing him from getting too far from her.
"Now, now, Tucker, we can't have you walking around with all these wet clothes on, come upstairs to my room… where we can get you… changed…"
Meanwhile…
Danny was still in a state of shock. He had no common sense right now, none. He had more hormones than oxygen flowing through his blood. Sam was horny, and he used any logic remaining to deduce that he was horny as well.
"There, now can have some alone time Danny…" Sam said in the most seductive, erotic voice that Danny had ever heard. She wasn't doing it on purpose either, it just came out that way, and Sam wanted him so badly that he had to get his blood pumping.
Danny was backing up towards his bed, and tripped on the edge, which made him fall backward, landing upon the top. He was sprawled out with his arms straight out and he legs apart. Sam took the full advantage of this. She saw him laying there all helpless and whatnot, and started walking as sexily as she could.
Sam was getting too impatient…
She skipped the runway model walk, and just started running and leapt up on top of Danny's bed… and on top of Danny. Had barely enough time from the moment he tripped to the moment he had his arms pinned down and Sam was straddling him.
Sam had pulled down her hair and thrashed it back and forth giving her a rather crazed look to her appearance.
Back to Tucker's current Situation...
"Uh… Jazz…uh…uh…" Tucker tried to say something but had some …difficulties…
Jazz currently grabbed his wrist and ran upstairs to her room. Tucker went brain-dead. She wasn't possibly doing what he thought she was doing… no way! Jazz had to practically drag him into her room once they got to the threshold.
"Jazz, I don't think I need to change… really I'm fine, I just want to check on Danny and Sam, and I uh…umm"
He couldn't finish; he was once again too preoccupied with Jazz's eyes and how they were feeding on his appearance, like they would die if they couldn't look at him. He was also busy trying to deal with Jazz peeling off his damp shirt.
Tucker wasn't complaining, but was a little surprised to see Jazz's come on. She was currently throwing Tucker's wet shirt aside as she maneuvered him around the room until she had Tucker lying down on her bed. Jazz had pinned him down in a similar fashion to Danny's predicament, and proceeded to move her face in closer to his ear and whispered, "(CENSORED ADULT CONTENT)" Leaving Tucker wide-eyed and slack-jawed.
Taking advantage of his stunned state, she began rubbing her hands all over his torso creeping lower and lower to his stomach, and moving back up to his chest all the while Tucker was just in shock, and getting a little happy if you catch my drift.
She began moving her lips to his neckline lightly kissing it, moving towards his lips, where she captured them with desire. She rammed her tongue through his lips, and as far as she could reach. Her tongue was flailing around in his mouth beating his tongue into submission.
Back to Danny and Sam…Danny was still sprawled out, pinned down to his bed by Sam. His hormones were flowing and before he could think about were happening; the goth beauty went for the jugular…literally.
Like the vampire beauty she is, she moved her head down and bit on his neck, sucking on his tender flesh, gnawing on it. Danny winced in pain and pleasure, because even though he was being bitten, and even a bit of coppery tasting blood was been drawn, Sam drew it.
Danny was about to say something concerning his love to Sam, but he had a simple case of "Cat got your tongue" or in this case "Hot-horny-goth-chick's-tongue-wrestling-with-your-tongue" and was unable to speak. He was enjoying himself, he had no idea why Sam was acting like she does in his dreams, heck he didn't have any idea until about an hour ago that she even liked him like that, let alone bold enough to the point where she is now…half her mouth crammed into his, in a showing love, affection, and lust, but mostly the latter.
Things were getting a little hot, and Sam was already taking off Danny's shirt for him, but before they could too intimate Danny heard a rough pounding upon the wall coming from Jazz's room. Danny also heard the unmistakable voice of Jazz and she was saying "Oh take me now Tuck…"
This woke Danny from his state of intimacy with Sam and phased his pinned wrists through Sam's clutches and phased the rest of him through her body and ran to the door.
"What's wrong Danny?"
"I…I have no idea…c'mon, I think Tuck's in trouble…"
They quickly hustled to Jazz's room and burst open the door to find Jazz pinning Tucker down in her bed, giving him a series of hickeys, bite marks, and a series of scratches from her nails.
Tucker had a frightened look on his face, and tried to call for help, but was interrupted by Danny.
"What. The. Hell. Is. Going on?" Danny said shocked.
"Danny! It's not what it looks like!" Tucker pleaded, seeing the twinge of anger in his friend's ghostly eyes.
"Oh shut up, Tucky, it's exactly what it looks like." Jazz replied and captured his lips with her own.
A/N: ok, i liked that ending. Next chapter will be Danny berating Tucker... oh fun..
Please review, its always fun to see what you gotta say. Plus, im running out of ideas where to take this... the next chapter might be the last, unless i get a new idea... maybe a whole other situation... maybe take a risk of what zombie-rodeo-frog suggested... jack and Maddie (shudders) actually that might be freakin hilarious... good idea zombie...
