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Vlad PoV
Soft hair was tickling my nose. A lithe body, that wasn't there when I fell asleep, was curled up in my arms, breathing softly against my chest. In my sleep filled haze, I ran a hand up his back leisurely, coming to a stop at his head and holding him close.
The near silence of the morning came through the open doors, whispering against my ears. The day was windy, white clouds covering most of the sky. I laid in the bed, playing with Danny's hair as I slowly woke up. How did he manage to slip into my arms without waking me?
I glanced at the clock, satisfied with the time. It was only 9:30 in the morning. Perhaps I should wake Danny? How late was he up though? Yawning tiredly, I leaned back into the pillows and dug under the covers, feeling lethargic. Danny sighed and shifted in his sleep, an arm sliding over my abdomen. I smiled at him, holding his hand as he slept on. As usual, my mind wandered in the stillness of the morning, leaving me to my brief thoughts.
It's a relief that Danny took the news of his longer life so well yesterday. I'd been worried that he'd fall into a pit of depression after learning he was going to outlive his friends and family. Could it be that I'm really a strong enough anchor against such a thing?
Another yawn over took me, and I stretched my back slightly. Danny continued to sleep like a log, and I had to smirk at him. I wonder what we shall do today, our last day together. As big as my mansion is, there's only so much one can do in it. Danny's been cooped up in here for two weeks now. Perhaps he would enjoy a trip to the city? I'm confident no one would notice him. Who would notice a missing boy from Amity Park all the way in Wisconsin?
The sun slid out from behind a hole in the clouds and fell across Danny's eyes. The disturbed teen mumbled something incoherent and buried his face in the pillows, looking irritated. I laughed at him and poked him in the side. He batted my hand away, groaning tiredly.
If we were going to take a trip to the city today, we couldn't possible sleep in till noon. I poked him in the side again, a little harder.
"Go 'way Jazz." He grumbled.
"Not quite, my boy. Now get up." How he could ever mistake me for Jasmine I'll never know, even if he is practically asleep.
"Mmm?"
"Your not sleeping in till 12 again, so get up or I'm throwing you in the pool." I poked him in the side again.
He groaned and rolled over, dragging the sheets over his head and cementing his face to the pillow.
"Alright, but I did warn you." I grinned, a malicious tint in my voice.
Black rings surrounded me and split in two, traveling the length of my body and transforming me into my second half. I floated in the air and hovered above Danny, taking a moment to smile at his innocent, unsuspecting slumber before taking him into my arms.
"Mmm...wha-" He opened one eye blearily as a pink mist swirled around us. I think he just caught my malicious smirk before we winked out of existence and teleported into the blustery day.
Danny had about two seconds to process what was going on before I dumped him into the cold water.
"Vlad wait!"
He yelped as the cold water consumed him, the splash echoing with my laugh. Danny broke the surface haphazardly, spewing water and coughing loudly. My laughs increased at the murderous look on his face, so much so that I had to clutch my gut in the air.
"Jesus Christ Vlad! Could you have at least waited until I put some clothes on!" he yelled in a blush, throwing his arm in the air.
"But that's part of why it's so funny." I laughed, looking down at his naked form, half concealed by water.
"Oh, I'll show you funny." he mumbled, the sudden vengeful smirk matching the glint in his eyes.
In a matter of seconds he transformed into Phantom and dove at me. Before I could blink, I was hurled toward the pool, splashing into the chilly water with a yell. I fumbled for a second or two in the muffled silence of the water, breaking the surface with a glare of my own.
"Ha. Payback's a bi-"
"Daniel, so help me if you finish that sentence." I warned, probably looking completely ridiculous as water dipped down my face.
He grinned at me playfully and flew through the wall of the castle, his once irritated feelings obviously gone with the satisfaction of revenge. I thought that was the end of our exciting morning, but then Danny poked his head back through the wall of the castle, his mischievous grin still present.
"Bitch."
"Daniel!"
Laughing impishly, he disappeared back into the castle and I didn't hesitate to give chase. The water flew off my clothes from the speeds that I chased Danny all through my mansion. His cackling gave way to his position and lead me to him, but every time I spotted him he'd dive through a wall and disappear. Huffing angrily, I flew after him, determined to win this game of cat and mouse.
I heard a light laugh to my right, and whirled around to see an empty hallway. A slight rush of wind flew past me as an invisible Danny zipped away. I covered myself with invisibility as well, and chased after him, keeping a sharp ear out for every misplaced sound. He gave himself away with minuscule signs, giving me a trail to follow without his knowing.
Fortunately, he had about as much patience as me, and when I didn't appear again, he let his cover fall, looking around a seemingly empty room in confusion.
"Where'd he go?" He murmured, scratching his head.
"Behind you." I smirked, plucking him out of the air and teleporting faster than he could get away.
"Hey!"
We appeared back in the bedroom; the bed was already made, a testament to my maid's swiftness. Danny struggled weakly in my arms and I dropped him to the bed, crinkling the pristine comforter.
"Your such a five year old." I smirked, looking down as his offended expression with humor.
"I am not!" He yelled indignantly, only to realize he had just proved my point and promptly shut up, a furious blush on his cheeks again.
I laughed, leaning down to place a light kiss on his pouting lips. But they were much to tempting, and I soon found myself floating down to the bed. Or was Danny pulling me? The mattress gave way as I knelt over him, his ghostly form cool against my chest. He pressed against me slightly when I bit his lip, gloved hands clutching my cape as my hands ran up his chest. I slid my tongue into his mouth, hearing him moan and feel his arms twist around my neck.
"You know," I breathed between kisses, "We haven't...even had breakfast yet."
"Who cares? he whispered back, his soft face so close to mine.
"Apparently not you." I chuckled, nuzzling his neck with a smile.
He mumbled something incoherent, pressing his lips against mine and quickly distracting me from any and all thoughts. We laid there on the bed for what seemed like ages, his little body pressed against mine. Whispered sound made it to my ears, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine.
"Hey Vlad." he breathed, tone hushed.
"Hmm?" I loved hearing my name on his lips.
"You smell like chlorine."
I froze, pulled away, and stared at him.
"You really know how to kill a moment, don't you." I said, deadpanned.
He burst into laughter, eyes alight with mirth. I sat up, straddling his hips and crossing my arms, attempting to keep up a glare but unable to do it. I couldn't be mad at him with a laugh like that.
"If I do recall," I drawled, getting close to his grinning face, "It was you who ended up in the pool first, stark naked, might I add." He scowled at my smirk.
"Yeah. But then I got you back."
"If you insist." I rose an eyebrow disbelievingly, knowing it would irritate him.
"Hey, I totally did."
"Of course." I replied sarcastically.
"I did!"
"Mhmm."
"Your just doing this to annoy me, aren't you." he said flatly, finally catching on.
I smirked condescendingly just for him.
"Duh."
Danny scowled again, his bottom lip sticking out in that adorable way he does. My smirk relaxed and I kissed him one last time.
"Let's go, water boy. You need a shower."
"I need a shower?"
I rolled my eyes skyward and floated off the bed, Danny scrambling after me. The shower didn't last too long, all things considered. It didn't take long until we were freshly clothed and clean, although there was a slight hindrance.
"Come on."
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"But you look gorgeous in them."
"What are you? A fashion designer? It's impossible to look attractive in blue jeans, Daniel."
"I resent that."
"I'm not wearing them."
"But you did yesterday."
"We went walking in the woods, of course I couldn't wear normal dress pants."
"Please?"
"Don't you use that face on me."
"Come on Vlad. Their just jeans."
"Exactly, their just jeans. Now stop looking at me like that."
"For me?"
"...no."
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"Daniel. Daniel don't-stop looking-Fine! I'll wear the stupid jeans!"
"Victory!"
"Your completely ridiculous."
Thus, I walked down the grand staircase clad in simple blue jeans and a random shirt while Danny skipped happily beside me, completely indifferent to my disgruntled demeanor.
"They're uncomfortable." I grumbled.
"No, they're not. Stop complaining." Danny said flippantly.
"And how do you know they're not uncomfortable?"
"Because you wore jeans yesterday-willingly, might I add-and didn't complain once."
"...This is a different pair."
"Oh would you just give up already?"
I scowled at him as he laughed, practically floating through the kitchen doors with a sly smirk on his face. I followed after him, letting my amusement show through as I watched him bounce around the kitchen, humming a random tune. I leaned against the door frame, watching him pull out a bowl and spoon from the cabinets as though he lived here everyday.
"Vlad, what are you smiling at?" Danny asked warily, slowing down his dance for breakfast.
"Do I have to be planing something when I smile at you?" I snorted, wondering if I should be offended.
"No." he smiled lightly, returning to look for cereal.
I pulled myself from the wall and leisurely walked over to him, ruffling his hair as he dodged for the fridge.
"So what are we gonna do today?" He asked lightly, drowning his cheerios in milk, honey, and sugar.
"I had considered taking a trip into city." I suggested, gaging his reaction.
"Really?" he blinked, looking excited, until his face fell. "But what if someone notices me?"
"I doubt any will. Who would notice a missing boy all the way from Amity Park? We're an entire state away. Besides, even if someone does we can always disappear before there's a scene." I shrugged, pulling out fruit from the fridge and finding a knife.
"True." he agreed thoughtfully, taking a bite of honey and sugar.
"Would you like to take a tour of the city?" I asked.
"Sure." he smiled. "When do we leave?"
"After breakfast. There is much to do there and I'd like to be home before dark."
"Awesome." he nodded and returned to his food, only to stop and look up at me with a teasing grin. I paused from cutting my fruit and looked at him curiously.
"So this is why you threw a fit over the jeans."
"I beg your pardon, but I did not 'throw a fit', as you say." I scowled. "Forgive me for wanting to look presentable in public. I am Vlad Masters after all."
"Which reminds me, how are you going to explain my presence with the great Vlad Masters?"
"Simple. I'll just tell them your my nephew."
"If your so famous, don't people know, like, everything about you? Surely they know you were an only child."
"I keep my childhood very secret."
"Why?" He looked confused.
"Because if I didn't I would no doubt have to speak with my father at some point. The public is all about family bonding now days, so if they knew I couldn't stand the sight of him, well it just wouldn't look good." I explained quickly, wanting to get on another topic.
"Uh-huh." Danny said slowly.
"We'll be taking one of my private cars. It'll attract less attention. I should warn you about the paparazzi, though. They can get quite annoying some times."
"You can drive?" he sounded surprised.
"Daniel, I'm supposed to be 42. Of course I can drive." I sat at the table next to him, picking through my bowl of sliced fruit.
Danny peaked into the bowl and made a face.
"You eat weird." he sniffed.
"I eat healthy, unlike you." I rose an eyebrow at his honey and sugar concoction, grimacing.
"But this stuff is delicious." he smiled, swallowing another spoonful.
"I'll bet you've never even tried some of this fruit."
"Of course I have."
"Oh really? Here, try this." I held out a piece of yellow fruit to him on a gleaming fork.
"It's just a funny shaped pineapple." He scrunched up his nose.
"Actually, it's star fruit, now try it."
Danny eyed the healthy food evil and hesitantly took a bite, looking thoughtful for a moment before shrugging.
"It's okay."
"Tch." I returned my fork to the bowl, stabbing a strawberry. "It's infinitely better than that." I said scathingly, pointing to the sticky mess he was devouring.
"To each his own, Vladdie." Danny smirked.
I gave the concoction one last grimace and returned to my bowl, refusing to try and reason with him. Danny happily munched on his food, humming again. I shook my head and plopped a grape in my mouth.
"So what is there to do in the city?" he asked, making conversation.
"In the nicer parts of the city, there are numerous little shops that I believe you'd like very much. Not to mention the feel of the place. Even though you're in a big city, it feels as though you're walking through a small, cozy town. The architecture on some of the buildings is quite a relief to the usual concrete slabs one normally sees."
"Sounds like fun." he smiled.
"Indeed it is."
"Sam's always hated the corporate buildings in the city. Something about dead creativity and no effort for expression." Danny shrugged.
"Hm." I frowned, "Well you can tell Miss Manson that corporate buildings express themselves through their products. Although she might decide that's all propaganda."
"She will." Danny nodded, an amused smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.
I didn't say anything to that, knowing if I did it probably wouldn't be very polite. From what I've gathered by Daniel's description of his goth friend, she's nothing more than an uneducated and opinionated teenager. How he could stand to be around someone like that I'll never know.
Breakfast was soon finished after that. We left our dishes in the sink and, after a quick glass of water, we were on our way up the stairs to get ready to leave.
"It's kinda cold outside." Danny commented at we stepped into my room. He was looking out the window thoughtfully, "You know, I don't have any money or anything."
"No money?" I looked back at him sarcastically. "Already gone through all the vases, hmm?"
He scowled at me, a tinge of red on his face.
"Wasn't stealing." he mumbled, almost indistinguishably.
"Of course it wasn't. Anyways, money isn't an issue, or have you forgotten that I'm a billionaire?" I drawled, opening the closet doors.
After a moment of shifting through the hanging clothes, I came across a simple brown jacket. It was lightweight and perfect for the windy weather.
"Let me guess," Danny popped up from behind me. "You've randomly got a jacket that fits me perfectly in here."
I grinned shamelessly down at him and pulled out a black jacket, the sleeves and stitches outlined in white.
"That's either really creepy or really...no, it's just creepy." Danny shrugged, laughing playfully.
"We'll see how you feel when your shivering with cold out on the streets." I threw the jacket over his head.
He peaked out from under the material with a smile, looking adorable. I leaned down and kissed him lightly.
"Need anything else?" I asked smoothly.
"I can think of a few things." he gave me a rather sultry look.
I grinned but stood straight again. Danny looked back around the closest.
"Actually," he laughed a bit, "I could use a scarf. I always get really cold at the slightest wind chill."
"Do you?" I pondered that for moment, wondering why before reaching up and handing him a long scarf. "I suppose that swim you took this morning must have been a little icy." I teased.
"Well jeez Vlad, I don't know, why don't you tell me?" he shot back, wrapping the long cloth around his neck and pulling the jacket on, the material hugging his chest and shoulders.
"Touche."
I opened a small brown box sitting on my desk and placed the wad of twenties in my wallet. Once Danny was finished lacing up his converse, we both transformed into our ghostly egos and melted through the floor. I led Danny through the twisted castle and into an underground garage. It was massive, lit up with UV lights that caused every vehicle present to shine. His eyes bulged and he froze in the air, looking at the expanse of cars resting on the cement floor.
"Whoa." He breathed.
I turned around and looked at him with a humored smirk. His eyes were jumping to every gleaming car in the garage, itching to get a closer look.
"Come along Daniel. We can't float here all day." I called to him, my voice echoing.
Danny slowly came out of his revere, flying after me blindly as he continued to look at the many cars. Sighing, I took his limp wrist and dragged him down, knowing he'd fly into a wall if I didn't lead him. We landed in front of a plain black Volvo, the most inconspicuous car I had.
"Aww, can't we take the Ferrari?" Danny looked wistfully to the fire red car sitting next to us.
"Sorry love, can't attract too much attention." I let the black rings cross over me, returning me to my human form.
Danny sighed sadly but then perked up, flying through me and the car door. A dim flash of light through the tinted windows alerted me to his transformation and when I opened the smooth black door I found Danny Fenton sitting in the passenger seat, looked around in awe.
"This car is awesome."
"Yes, it is." I agreed, sliding in fluidly and pulling the door shut.
Danny watched me curiously as I started the the car, the engine revving for a moment as I tested the gas. With the click of a button the hidden garage door rose open, letting the bright light of the outside world into the concrete room.
"It's kinda weird seeing you drive." Danny commented.
"Oh? And why's that?"
"I dunno, I've guess I've never thought of you doing something so normal." he said, shrugging.
"Hm." I sniffed. "I'm not sure if I should feel offended by that or not."
Without warning and in a matter of seconds, I had the car in gear and pealing out of the garage, the speedometer rising quickly as I pressed on the gas.
"Okay, perhaps I should have asked a different question. Do you know how to drive legally?" Danny asked, clutching the black leather of the seat.
I flashed him a smile and pressed the gas harder, flying past 70 on the country road.
"I find speed limits irritating. Besides, even if we do crash it's not like we'll get hurt."
"I'm more worried about the car to tell you the truth." Danny eyed the speedometer as it neared 90.
"Don't worry, I won't go past 100." I sighed. He was ruining my fun.
"What if you get a ticket?"
"I won't."
"But what if you do?"
"Then I turn the car invisible and make a speedy get away. I'm telling you, you have nothing to worry about. I'm a perfectly safe driver." I looked away from the road pointedly and smiled at him.
"Your a complete fruitloop." Danny mumbled as he snapped on his seat belt, "I don't know whose worse. You or my dad."
"Please." I rolled my eyes, "There isn't even a comparison."
"Says you." he mumbled.
However, after so long of remaining tense with no obvious threat, he finally relaxed enough to enjoy the ride. The trees that flew past the windows were nothing more than a dark green blur. At the speed I was driving, it didn't take long until we broke through the forest road and sped onto the highway, heading for the city.
"How do you get out of having bodyguards?" Danny asked randomly, taking his eyes away from the window and looking up at me.
"I'm my own boss. If I don't want bodyguards, I don't have bodyguards, no matter how much people complain. Personally, I think I can take care of myself just fine. What do you think?" I looked over at him with a knowing smirk, which Danny returned.
"I dunno Vlad. I've heard of a few occasions where a teenager kicked your butt." He leaned back in his seat, looking smug.
"If I recall, said teenager needed extra help, and even then most of the time it was through sheer dumb luck that he won."
"Your just annoyed that I beat you."
"You didn't beat me."
"Oh that's right, karma beat you."
"Do you want me to go past 150?" I rose an eyebrow at him, pressing on the gas and slipping past 100 on the speedometer.
"Hey, you said you'd stay under 100." Danny scowled.
"So I did." I gave a relenting sigh and decreased my speed to about 98. Danny huffed angrily, but sat back in his seat, eying the cars around us nervously.
"I'm not going to crash." I reminded him with a chuckle.
"Mhm. Sure."
The exit ramp was in sight, unfortunately I'd been a little distracted talking with Danny, and we were probably going to miss it unless I pulled a few driving cheats.
"Hold on just for a moment, Danny." I said in a cheerful voice, pressing on the gas and accelerating drastically to get in line with the middle of the semi-truck about to block our exit.
"Vlad, what the hell are you doing?" Danny asked slowly as I inched the car closer to the monstrous vehicle, close enough that Danny could probably touch it if he reached out the window.
"Getting off the exit ramp." I explained lightly.
"How on earth-"
Before he finished his sentence I turned the car intangible, taking us with it. Danny gasped, clutching the transparent seat and tensing. Without hesitation I turned the wheel and passed through the semi, half under it and half through it. We received a ten second glance of the semi's cargo before we returned to the outside world. I fell behind an approaching car and furtively returned the car to normal. I think I could hear Danny's heart pounding.
"Don't you ever do that again!" He yelled, taking deep breathes and still clutching the seat like a wet cat.
"Oh come now," I chuckled. "It's not like you haven't gone intangible while moving at great speeds before."
"Yeah, when I'm a ghost. Not during a supposed-to-be normal car ride. Jeez, that was the weirdest thing I've ever experienced." He shivered, slowly peeling his hands from the seat.
I sat back and listened to him continue with amusement, driving at a more conservative speed as we approached the best part of the city.
"It was like watching and expecting a car crash and then watching as the car crash didn't happen. It was just...weird. And don't you ever do it again!" he finished vehemently, pointing a finger at me.
"Well I had to get off the ramp somehow. Otherwise we would have had to back track and waste time." I explained, my reasoning sound.
"Wow, wasting a whole ten minutes. Tragedy." he mumbled, eyes finally catching sight of the view out the window, "Oh hey, were here." he said lightly.
"Almost. We need to find a parking garage first, preferably a clean one." I looked around the streets, trying to spy a quality parking garage nearby.
It was difficult to find, but we eventually came across one that was good enough. I was a little hesitant at first because it was rather close to a more violent part of the city, but Danny was itching to explore so I paid the three dollar fee. I suppose I could always get a new Volvo if it got scratched. Or maim the one who dares scratch it.
Finding an empty parking space was like trying to teach Jack algebra, but after much searching and climbing multiple levels, we came across a little spot hidden away nicely in a corner. The moment I cut the engine, Danny was bouncing out of the car, looking ready to fly out the open space surrounding the garage.
"Good heavens Daniel, perhaps you put too much sugar in your cereal this morning?" I questioned, locking the door and placing the keys in my jacket pocket.
"Dude, I haven't been out of that mansion in ages." Danny explained, taking my hand and practically dragging me to the elevator.
He jammed his fist into the button and instantly started pelting me with questions about the city. Where are we going first? How late are the shops open? Is it all stores, or is there a park nearby? Will it be crowded? Are we going to eat lunch here? How late are we staying?
I'm quite certain he was driving the other passengers in the elevator batty, but I patiently answered every question he asked, loving his inquisitive nature.
"We'll have to walk a couple blocks or so before we get to the more exciting shops. This parking garage is a bit far." I informed him.
"That's cool. More time to see everything." he smiled, buttoning up his jacket when we exited the elevator. I was quite right when guessing his size. The jacket fit in all the right places.
I was tempted to hold his hand as we walked along the side walk because I was slightly afraid he was going to run into a pole or in front of a car during his excitement. Danny was full of smiles as he took in the filth of the city, finding everything from the massive sky scrapers to the bubblegum wrappers interesting.
"But you live in a city. I don't understand why this place is so exciting." I asked, watching him stand on a bench and look far out into the maze of streets and honking cars.
"Yeah, but Amity Park isn't nearly as big as this place, and it's way different here. For starters, there isn't ghost-safety posters on every corner." Danny rolled his eyes, jumping down from the bench and following after me.
"True. But it's still just a city."
"I like the city. It's exciting." he grinned.
"More like obscene." I mumbled as we passed an obese woman showing off way too much skin.
Danny laughed into his hand next to me, eyes alight with humor.
"Oh my gosh! It's Vlad Masters!" Someone squealed.
I automatically cringed, feeling instinct reach out for my invisibility and just barely repressing it. This is why I'm not quite the city person Danny is. Several lights flashed as the pictures began.
"Come along Danny, we better disappear before it gets too crowded." I whispered in his ear, taking his arm gently and pulling him into a random store before more people started screaming.
Luckily, we jumped into a consignment shop full of ancient clothes. We crouched behind a set of musty tweed suits and phased through the wall, coming out invisible on the other side. I took Danny's hand so he wouldn't loose me, and lead him through the oblivious crowds. Occasionally a person would look at the space behind us, wondering who bumped their shoulder, but by then we'd be far ahead.
Soon we came to a more upscale part of the city, were almost everyone had above average wealth and usually more common sense. I had a better chance of being recognized here, but at least most people wouldn't idiotically scream my name. I led Danny into a small alley way and let the invisibility cover fall. He was looking at me with mirth, the humor still in his eyes.
"Does that happen often?"
"More than you know." I said darkly.
"It's funny how people recognized the famous billionaire and not the missing milk-carton kid next to him." he rolled his eyes.
"I'm sorry you disappear in my brilliance, Danny." I replied in a grave voice.
"Gosh, your hilarious. Come on you pompous jerk, I wanna see the city." he dragged me out of the alley, stopping for a moment to gaze in awe at his settings.
"Lovely, isn't it?" I said knowingly. Danny just nodded dumbly.
"It's like we're in a whole new city." he breathed.
Not a single building here was gray. The were all painted with warm, subtle colors or made of old bricks. The architecture decorating the buildings all stood out, painted opposite of the color spectrum compared to the buildings themselves. Ivy was growing along the sides of many shops, flowers blooming from every window sill. The streets were clear of almost all trash and trees were pruned into circles. Tons of stores edged the road, old style signs hanging from the doors instead of neon lights. Several vendors walked along the streets, selling everything from hot-dogs to masquerade masks. The numerous cultures that blossomed from this part of the city was divinely refreshing.
"This place is amazing." he laughed, spinning around to take everything in at once.
"And there's more to see," I placed a hand on his shoulder bringing him back to earth, "Shall we?"
I let Danny lead the way, following after him as he poked his head into every shop, always buzzing with questions or comments. He must have asked fifty questions at the Apothecary, delighting the ancient store owner. Several hanging wind chimes caught his attention at one point and he ended up having a full conversation with the owner of the craft store, a young woman who'd made everything in the store by hand. One of the shops was covered in hanging clothes, looking as though they were spilling out the door. A funny aroma was wafting from within the darkness beyond the open door, a mystical tune echoing from somewhere. Naturally, this had instantly spiked Danny's curiosity and he'd quickly wandered in. It turned out to be a little fortune telling store, something that could be fun in certain circumstances. However, when I spied some of the fishy looking employees eying Danny and muttering something about 'a new concubine', I promptly dragged him out.
Later, we came across an African heritage shop. It was full of art, war masks, and numerous drums. Two actors were giving a small Zulu warrior fight demonstration, compete with weapons. The crowds had gasped in awe at the display of skill each actor portrayed, and the power behind the weapons when they were demonstrated.
After we left that shop, Danny had ran ahead, but then stopped, gazing into a window with a funny look on his face before tentatively stepping in. I didn't understand until I spied the rainbow flag proudly displayed above the store. Well this would prove to be interesting. I followed after him, seeing him look at all the pictures of past Gay Pride Parades on the walls, curious eyes hesitant. He spent ten minutes half-peaking at almost everything in the little shop, looking as though he wasn't sure if he should be in here or not, but too interested to leave. I, myself, was content with flipping through the photo albums the owners of the store kindly left out for customers, laughing at one or more of the funnier pictures.
"Vlad." Danny tugged on my jacket, whispering quietly.
I leaned down so he could whisper in my ear, his expression making him look as though he'd been caught red handed.
"Yes Daniel?"
"I don't think I'm gay." he said in a hushed voice, a blush flaming across his face.
"I don't think I'm gay either, little badger." I whispered back, smirking.
Danny's face broke out into a grin and he relaxed. Relief was evident on his visage about something, but to what, I couldn't fathom. He floated through the store at ease now, picking through old music albums and t-shirts without that taboo look on his face. It wasn't too long before he lost interest though, and we were on the move again.
He came across a technology store and found about twenty things Tucker would absolutely die for. In the end, he borrowed a few twenties to buy a small, fancy recorder. When I asked him what it was for, he told me it was so Tucker could play back his crappy jokes and realize they really weren't that funny. It was easy to guess who he was shopping for when he stepped inside a strange store that seemed to be the perfect union between goths and environmentalists. He managed to find a set of gardening tools with black skull handles made of completely recycled material. They cost a fortune. At a book store, I helped Danny pick out a book Jazz would probably like. He picked out The Psychology Of Overbearing Sisters. I suggested one titled, The Workings Of The Misunderstood Mind. He decided to go with both.
By the time all of this had come around, it was past lunch, so I set on finding us a nice restaurant where we could eat outside. It didn't take long before I found a cozy cafe-type of place. Danny was delighted by the fact that they had full couches outside instead of chairs and insisted on picking a lumpy love seat for us to sit at. The table was a simple coffee table, complete with a miniature Zen garden and an old magazine.
A waitress came by, holding two menus. The food choice wasn't anything to brag about, but neither of us were really hungry, so we didn't mind.
"What are you going to order, Danny?" I asked folding my menu and setting it back on the table.
"I dunno. Probably just a couple biscuits and a drink. You?"
"Tea."
"Shocker."
Danny yawned and relaxed back, obviously wanting to lay across my chest but restraining himself.
"This little town thing is really cool." he smiled, looking over at me, "How did you find it?"
"When I first moved here I decided to get to know the city I'd be working in a bit better. Took a trip in the skies and stumbled upon this place."
"Do you come here often?" he asked, pulling the jacket a little closer to his neck.
"Not really. Usually I'm too busy with work to find time for a stroll through the city." The waitress came back before he could reply and we ordered our food.
"I hope they like their gifts." Danny changed the subject, referring to his friends and sister.
"I'm sure they'll love the gifts, probably won't like who paid for them though." I flipped through the year old magazine.
"Well, you gotta admit, through their eyes you've been kind of a jerk."
"True, can't argue with that." I nodded thoughtfully.
He was quiet for a while, worrying away a loose string on the couch. His indecisive face told me had had something to say, but he was nervous about saying it.
"Just spit it out Danny. I know you want to say something."
"Fine," he sighed, "Your not gonna try and kill my dad anymore, right? Like, all those crazy evil schemes and stuff. You're done with them, right? Just to clarify."
"You make it sound like I'm returning from rehab." I mumbled, scanning the ancient tabloid. I set the magazine down and gave him a look, "Do you want me to kill your father and enslave the human race?"
"No."
"Then there's your answer."
Danny's face relaxed after a pause, a smile rolling across his lips. The waitress came back with a basket of hot rolls and a glass of tea and soda. Without a word, she left again, leaving us to our meal. It past quickly, consisting of such a small amount of food. By the time we finished it was 4 o'clock, and before long, we were headed back into town, although this time we were slowing making our way back to the parking garage.
Unfortunately for me, I'd forgotten about a certain store I wanted to avoid and when Danny came upon it he frantically rushed inside, calling out for me to follow in a vomit of words that sounded more like "Vlcomere!". Cringing slightly, I forced my way up the steps of the pet shop and was whacked in the face with the stench of animal the second I opened the door.
I found Danny playing with a small brown puppy, the little creature jumping up to meet his fingers. I watched as he gave the rest of the customers a sneaky look and phased his hand through the cage, pulling the puppy out with a triumphant smile.
"Daniel!" I whispered urgently, quickly standing beside him to shield the puppy from anyone's view.
"What? It's just a puppy." he said innocently as the little animal licked his face with a small pink tongue.
"Here, pet him." he held the mutt out to me expectantly, obviously missing my not so eager expression.
Tentatively, I pet his fuzzy brown head with a few fingers, it's tongue reaching out and licking my skin. I made a face and brought my hand back, scowling at the adorable animal as it looked at me with a madly wagging tail.
"Aww, he likes you." Danny grinned, cuddling the puppy like it was his first born child.
"I'm not much of a dog person." I explained.
"Oh, that's right! Well then look over here, they have your favorite animal." He perked up, and after whispered a good bye to the puppy, he phased him back into his cage and dragged me to another set of fuzzy creatures.
"Oh ha ha. How unpredictable." I said flatly as Danny reached through the bars of the cage and pulled out a black and white cat.
The little kitten looked up at me with big blue eyes, strikingly similar to the pair that was looking up at me with unconcealed amusement. Sighing, I reached out and pet the stupid cat, hearing the small animal start to purr.
"Hm, guess you really are a cat person." Danny shrugged, "Who knew."
"We're not keeping the cat." I beat him to the punch.
"Oh come on, please?"
"No."
"Vlad-"
"Don't you Vlad me. Your leaving tomorrow morning and I am not taking care of this thing while you're gone."
"So have one of your ghostly servants do it?"
"I wouldn't be that cruel to my servants."
"If you get a cat now it'll fit with my story explaining those love bites from a few days ago."
"Like your friends will ever actually be at my house to confirm that story. We are not taking that cat home."
Danny must have detected the finality in my voice, because he gave a huge dramatic sigh and mournfully placed the kitten back in it's cage, looking himself like a kicked puppy. I knew this store was bad to go into. I stood strong against his melancholy demeanor, leading him out of the store with a guiding hand.
"Darn. I was hoping you'd cave." he grumbled as we stepped out into the windy day, the depressed shrug in his shoulders instantly leaving as he perked back up.
"A valiant effort, little badger." I congratulated him, ruffling his hair.
He playfully swatted my hand away, dodging my arms when I tried to grab him into a hug. Eventually I manged to catch him, wrapping him up in a tight hold that threatened to never let go. Danny laughed and relaxed against my arms, giving up the fight for a better alternative. I had to let him go though, seeing as it would be awkward and difficult to walk in a hug. Not to mention we might attract one too many unwanted stares.
Casually, we resumed our stroll down the side walk, occasionally stopping in at a small store here and there, but for the most part heading back to the car. The streets were busy with rush hour and the sidewalks became more crowded as people rushed to get home for the evening. We disappeared in the masses, becoming another set of nameless faces. I held on to Danny's hand as we got closer to the parking garage, not wanting to loose him as we pushed our way through, slowly making our way down the block.
Finally, after pushing through the last throng of people, we ended up in front of the elevator. I pushed the button lightly, petting Daniel's hair as he leaned against me. The steel doors opened to reveal two men already standing inside, but I paid no attention to them. Danny followed after me, standing close as I pushed the button that would take us to a higher floor. I hoped the elevator would hurry up. The two scruffy looking men really needed a shower.
Finally a ding alerted us to our exit, and we left the elevator behind. The floor where the Volvo rested was practically empty, all of the cars once there gone home for the night.
"I'm glad we came here." Danny stretched his arms slightly as we made our way to the car.
"Me too. It was nice to get out of the castle for a while." I agreed.
"Can we come back soon?" he asked, wondering if it would ever be possible.
"Probably not soon, but someday, yes. Although by the time that comes around, we'll be able to see all kinds of cities that far surpass what you've seen today." I fished around for the keys in my jacket as we approached the car, Danny making his way to the passenger side.
I was glad that Danny had a good time. I was sure he'd tell his friends all about it tonight when he got the chance. I wonder if they'll like their gifts, even though I technically paid for them. If I'm lucky they'll stop casting me such suspicious glares all the time. Wouldn't that be a drea-
"Ow! Hey, get off me!"
My eyes instantly snapped up with alarm at the slight panic in Danny's voice, the keys to the car hanging limp in my hand at what I saw.
The two men from the elevator had some how managed to sneak up on us. The taller one had his arm wrapped around Danny's neck, a sharp knife pushing at the skin on his face a little to rough for my liking. My fury flared and I glared murderously at the idiots as they actually tried to hold my Daniel hostage.
"Listen Masters, you give us your wallet and those keys, and I promise we won't hurt yer kid here, got it?" The shorter one was holding a gun, casually flipping it between me and Danny's head.
"Ah, dammit." Danny grumbled, the initial shock of being grabbed having worn off and now plain irritation replacing it.
"You two have made a very big mistake." I said in an icy voice, ready to twist their disgusting little heads off.
"Hold on Vlad, I'll take care of this." Danny said, clearly annoyed, "Can't believe they snuck up on me." He mumbled.
"Hey kid, Shut the hell up." the tall one growled, jerking the knife threateningly.
Without further ado, Danny grabbed the hand with the knife and twisted the man's wrist, the weapon clattering to the ground. The man yelped in pain as the shorter one looked at what was happening in shock. Danny ducked to the ground and kicked the knife away, simultaneously knocking the tall one to the ground.
"Knock it off, you stupid brat!" the one with the gun pointed it at Danny.
But he was moving to fast for them to see, much less aim. With a sharp upper cut to the jaw, the man with the gun flew backwards, the gun flying over the edge of the garage. The taller one was getting to his feet as Danny kicked him in the face and twisted him onto his stomach, bending the man's arms into an awkward position to throw him into the second guy.
I watched in frozen surprise and Danny pushed back the sleeves of his jacket, grumbling irritatedly as he stomped over to the pile with the intent of finishing the job. In a matter of minutes, Danny successfully gave each of the men broken noses and at least five major bruises. He didn't have a scratch on him.
"Sorry about that." Danny walked over to me lightly, pulling his jacket sleeves back down, "I was yawning and suddenly one of those idiots grabbed me from behind." He jerked a thumb behind him to the moaning pile.
I blinked, not knowing what to say just yet.
"So, you ready to go."
"You just..." I started, but then shook my head. Why was I even surprised? Danny dealt with life and death situations daily, a coupler of muggers wouldn't scare him.
"Good job." I smiled, unlocking the doors and sliding in.
"Thanks." he replied, pulling his door shut.
I started the engine and pulled out of the parking garage, completely ignoring the incapacitated men whining in the corner. I didn't say much as we headed back home, too distracted to even go past the speed limit. I just couldn't stop replaying that scene over and over in my head, one thought coming to me each time.
"You do realize that was a complete turn on for me." I announced, finally bringing my attention back to the road with my deceleration, inching the speedometer into the 90's.
"I have that affect on people." Danny said smugly, leaning back in his seat.
"Careful Danny, you're going to become as humble as me soon." I teased, accelerating past cars almost lazily.
"Oh no, I wouldn't let myself get that bad."
I chuckled lightly as we sped down the road, weaving in and out of cars. Danny made a few more comments about my driving skills, so sneaked past 120 without his knowledge. When he did happen to notice, he promptly freaked out and demeaned that I slow down. I'll never understand why a pair of muggers can't scare him, and yet a little car speeding does.
The Volvo moved fluidly down the country roads, making the ride feel like a trip through a winding river. The trees were darker now, but not by much. Danny was talkative on the ride home, much better than listening to music in my opinion. It wasn't long before we came upon the castle, a feeling of home settling through me at the sight of it. Strange. I've never really felt that way about my castle before.
"Ugh. Finally home." Danny yawned, stretching his back.
I smiled at him, clicking a button and rolling into the car garage once the door was open, returning the Volvo to it's rightful place beside the Ferrari. Danny gathered his bags as I turned the car off, preparing to leave.
"Hold on a minute." I turned to him, grabbing his arm and pulling him in for a kiss.
The bags slipped from his arms as he lowered himself into me, moving his soft lips against my own eagerly. My hand slid over his ear and slipped through his hair, fingering the airy tresses. Danny pulled me a little closer, breathing in as I deepened the kiss. Slowly, the moment died down and our hands found our own bodies again. Danny smiled at me lazily as he stumbled to gather his things. I transformed into Plasmius and picked him up before he could transform himself, flying high in the air and phasing through the castle.
"Where are we going?" Danny asked, for once not complaining about me carrying him and instead hooking an arm around my neck.
"The kitchen." I said, "You need to eat."
"I'm not hungry." he said, but then his stomach growled loudly and he looked down at it in surprise.
"Oh, well maybe I am."
I nodded knowingly, appearing in the kitchen and setting him down. Danny set the plastic bags on the counter top and took off his jacket, hanging it on a kitchen chair and laying the scarf over it.
I kicked off my socks and shoes. Danny followed suit, taking more time to unlace his converse. When I wandered into the kitchen to find something to eat, I found two plates of steaming food already finished and waiting to be set out for us. How I loved having servants.
"Mr. Masters! I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be home so soon. I was just setting out-" One of the kitchen servants looked worried.
"It's quite alright, I'll take care of it." I waved away her apology, barely catching her surprised face before heading back to Danny.
"Okay, I lied, I'm starving." I could see Danny's mouth watering as I set the plate on the table.
The smell of seasoned vegetables, hickory steak, and potato pancakes filled the air, completely removing the dirt and noise of the city, truly bringing us back home. Danny grabbed the utensils and I got the cups. Before long we were enjoying our quiet dinner together, contentment filling us both.
"It must be nice having servants to cook food for you." Danny commented, echoing my earlier thoughts.
"It's quite the luxury." I agreed, stabbing a bit of meat with my fork.
Danny was eating slower than usual. Instead of his typical inhaling technique, he actually took the time to taste his food. I watched him closely, seeing an almost wistful look in his eye as he stared out the darkening window.
"Is something wrong, Danny?" I asked.
"No," he sighed, "It's just...this is our last dinner together."
I blinked, surprised that he realized this. He shrugged it off and returned to his food, looking a little embarrassed.
"So it is." I said quietly, taking a bite of potato.
The rest of dinner had a solemn air to it. It felt like things were finally starting to wind down after such an eventful day, or was it from the eventful week? Danny would be returning home tomorrow and I'd be returning to work. It was a rather unpleasant thought, so we both preferred to focus on our current time together, using every minute we had. Once we were done eating, we washed our dishes just as something to do together. The jackets and merchandise were left in the kitchen as we wandered out.
I lead Daniel to the den with intentions of holding him till the sun came up. He walked by my side, letting me lead him. To think, a year ago I couldn't even do something like this without him shouting out accusations and suspicious questions. Now he went with me happily, almost pulling me himself in the direction I was walking.
The massive fireplace was going strong, the windows closed. The Victorian decor was lost to us as we floated in. We fell back into the couch, sinking into it's cushions and wrapped up in each others arms. Danny's legs were tangled with mine, his hands on my chest. I stoked his soft face, looking into his ice blue eyes, thinking it curious how the fire was reflected in them. How could ice hold flame?
My pointless thoughts were broken when he smiled at me, lighting up his features beautifully and causing me to do the same. Slowly, he brought his face closer.
"I'm going to miss you." he whispered against my lips.
I held him tighter in response, wishing he could stay forever.
"But you'll be back." I said quietly, stating the truth.
"Yep." he smiled. "All the time."
Our faces moved closer, the space between us was immeasurable. I held his head in my hand, his fingers were curled around my neck. Our breathe, so close, felt like the gentlest fingers. Danny kissed me, once, twice. I traced his spine, feeling it bend into my body. His feathery fingers traced my jawline as I kissed him, moving up and freeing my hair. His leg curled around my waist, I held him closer, our chests pressed together.
Danny's caressing became more urgent as I deepened the kiss, a hand tangling in my hair when my tongue moved across his. His free hand moved up my shirt, chilling and burning the skin where his fingers touched. I felt myself start to unwind as he moved provocatively against me, need radiating from his lithe form.
I traced the edge of his pants, barely dipping below the hem line. His desire was starting to consume me, pulling me in. I ran a finger under his shirt and up his chest, raising the shirt tantalizingly. I couldn't help but eye his flawless skin hungrily, giving in as I moved down and kissed the soft flesh. Danny breathed in sharply when I played with his nipples, biting the hardening buds and running a tongue over them. His grip in my hair tightened, his hips moving against mine seductively.
I didn't acknowledge anything around me as I slowly turned Daniel to clay, so I didn't think much of anything when we were suddenly in my large bed, pink tendrils of teleportation disappearing in the air. My subconscious teleport worked well to my advantage, however, because I now had much more room to maneuver.
Danny didn't acknowledge the change of setting either, too busy squirming beneath me. I knelt over him, moving my mouth up his chest and biting at his neck. His arms clutched my back, fists clenching the fabric of my shirt and moaning as I bruised the skin. I kissed his lips a little roughly, wanting more. His shirt fell to the floor after I phased it through him, leaving the skin open. Danny's hands twisted into the fabrics of my own shirt and pulled it threw me, throwing it to the ground as well.
His arms wrapped around my neck as I leaned in close to him, the fiery warmth between our chests electrifying. I fingered the hem of Danny's pants again, dipping much lower than the waist line this time. Danny gasped in response, his hips moving against mine pleadingly. I slowly unbuttoned the jeans, pulling the zipper down at a tortuously slow rate. I relished the sound he made as I dragged the pants down his legs, the arms around my neck tightening as air touched his bare skin.
"Vlad..." he moaned when I pulled at the waistline of his boxers, grinding his arousal against mine.
A groan escaped my lips as I pressed him closer to me, my pants becoming irritatingly tight. He seemed to understand this. I felt his smooth fingers grab the waist of my uncomfortable jeans and he phased them through me, throwing them to the floor. The thin fabric of boxers between us was a transparent veil, irritatingly present. Impatiently, I grabbed both boxers with one hand and got rid of them. Danny gasped at the sudden rush of heat as our nude bodies were pressed against one another tightly, clutching me.
He squirmed, his hardened member moving against mine, unrestricted. His body, laid out before me, was more than mere temptation. I licked at the pink buds on his chest, bruised the ivory skin with my teeth. His panting breath was my fire, pushing me forward. My hands traced the inside of his thigh tantalizingly, making Danny beg for more.
"Vlad, please!"
I grinned at the sound of his voice and happily obliged. His nails dug into the bare skin of my back when I grabbed his member, his breath quickly growing short.
He squirmed again as I slowly stroked the flesh, relishing the sounds I procured from his throat. His back arched slightly when I increased the pace, his breathing becoming more labored. I dragged a tongue up his neck, sucking at the skin. Danny's eyes glazed over, his grip on my back never loosening. I went faster, Danny struggled to cut off his loud groan, biting my neck to silence himself. A shiver went down my spin as his teeth sunk into my skin, an almost feral growl rumbling in my throat.
I slowed my pace down, not wanting to loose control. Danny's moans pleaded with me, his body needing release. I felt his lips on my neck move up, his tongue twisting around my ear. My resolve wavered as he kissed me. The kiss was somehow more desperate, more urgent. His hands moved around my body fluidly. In my hazy mind, I couldn't follow them, trying to focus on too many things at once. His tongue ensnared mine, his body moved provocatively against me. I craved his soft flesh, deepening the kiss and rubbing the head of his weeping cock with a thumb.
Danny whimpered into my lips, hips moving with my hand. His lips moved from mine, leaving a feathery trail up to the side of my face. Hot breath sent shivers down my spine as he moaned into my ear,
"God Vlad, take me."
I couldn't hold back my unwavering lust, not with words like that so heatedly whispered. My hazy mind turned red with desire, his body suddenly opening up clearly before me. My tongue traced the skin of his flawless chest, the light muscles flexing. My hands caressed his entire body, teasing the skin. Danny groaned out my name, pulling at my hair erotically. He begged for me, his hard member pulsing against mine saying everything.
"Danny..." I breathed in his name, feeling his arms move over my skin.
He turned his flushed face to mine, quickly falling into another kiss. I felt a powerful urge below my navel again, clutching Danny tighter. He was melded against me, completely encompassed by need. Blindly, I reached a hand to my bedside table, fumbling with the drawer. Somehow, I managed to find the bottle I was looking for, dragging it closer as I kissed my love below me.
"Danny." I whispered, breaking the kiss.
"Hmfh?"
"Danny, I have to warn you, it's going to hurt." I whispered, my conscious somehow making it's way through the layers of lust.
"I don't care." he breathed, and his voice grew softer, "I love you." That simple statement explaining everything for him.
Hearing those three words from him was indescribable. That was the second time he'd said them to me, each one a treasure. I pressed my lips against his again, softer this time, savoring every second. Danny laid below me, caressing my face. I moved gently, kneeling between his legs. My hands felt his hot flesh, fingers teasing his nipples for a moment before sliding down. He moaned into the kiss when I stroked his cock, but I didn't linger.
Danny yelped sharply when I inserted a finger, quickly cutting off the kiss and grasping my shoulders in an iron grip, instantly tensing up. I kissed his temple softly, attempting to calming his rapid breathing.
"Relax, Danny." I said quietly, kissing his ear.
He gasped harshly, falling into a painful groan as I carefully slid a second finger into his tight entrance. His nails were digging into my skin, panting breath loud in my ears. I gently moved the digits, Danny whimpering below me. I kissed him softly, still moving my fingers slowly. A shaking hand twisted in my hair, lips pressing against mine for a moment and then disappearing. His heavy breathing and groans slowly fell away as I whispered soft words into his ear.
I felt the tension leave him as he finally started to relax, his whimpers turning into heavy moans as I pressed my fingers in farther, scissoring him. He moved against my hand now, body heat coming off in waves. My free hand moved down his chest, playing with his cock, letting me relish the noises he made.
His entrance was still too tight, so I carefully moved in a third finger. Danny hissed in pain, tensing up and digging his nails into my back. I hesitated, not wanting to push him too much.
"No, don't stop." he grunted, forcing himself to relax.
Tentatively, I pushed the third finger in farther, his grimace slowly falling and a breathy moan crossing his lips again. I couldn't help but feel a spike of pride at the pure pleasure on Danny's face, stretching and pressing into his entrance again just to hear him moan for me again.
"God, Vlad, don't stop." He breathed, lips jumping up and meeting mine in an urgent kiss. I grinned against his lips, the hand once playing with his hard member moving away to search for that bottle again.
Once found, I easily flicked off the top, spilling the scented oil onto my hand. Danny could smell the musky scent, but didn't break the kiss to question it. I ran a tongue over his lips, keeping him distracted as I prepared myself. His hands roamed around my skin, occasionally lingering and teasing my hard nipples and then caressing the muscles on my chest. His hands crawled lower, stroking forbidden skin. I breathed sharply in our kiss, feeling my waning patience disappear.
Danny frowned and whined in displeasure when I removed my fingers, looking at me with confused, glazed eyes. I grabbed his hips, moving them up and into position, kneeling over him. His eyes widened in realization, something akin to nervousness breaking through his heavy desire. Unfortunately, I was much too far gone to stop now.
Danny screamed when I thrust into him, back arching and nails dragging down my back. I groaned loudly, feeling his tight entrance swallow my cock. Danny's knees were clenched tight against me, his face scrunched up in pain. My breathing was ragged as I slowly pulled out, his moan reaching my ears.
He cried out again when I thrust back into his entrance, tensing up around me and hissing in pain. I savored the feeling of his walls pressing against my throbbing member, unsuccessfully holding back another groan. When I pulled out again, Danny tensed, but I pushed back in slowly, feeling his quick breath slowly decrease, his body relax slightly. He moaned as I pushed inside of him, hands still clutching my back.
His whimpers of pain slowly disappeared as I thrust in and out at a steady pace. Impatiently, I moved faster, hearing his breath groan. His hips started moving against mine, begging me to go deeper. He cried out again when I thrust into him harder, this time out of pleasure. I had to bite his neck to repress a heavy moan of my own.
I thrust in, deeper than ever, and a loud scream tore out of his throat.
"Fuck! Again!"
I dug into his entrance, his screams sounding like music in my ears. He cried out for more, echoing my name throughout the room. I gripped his hips with bruising strength, thrusting in repeatedly and gasping in ecstasy. Danny pressed his lips against mine roughly, a hand pulling at my hair. I twisted my tongue around his, pressing inside of him and grinding my hips. Danny moaned, his back arching clean off the sheets again. I felt my stomach tighten somewhere below my navel, the heat between us increasing. I knew I didn't have much time, and I sure as hell wasn't about to come before Danny.
He cried out when I grabbed his cock and pumped it in time with my thrusts. His rapid breathing and rolling eyes told me he couldn't last much longer. Soon enough, I felt hot liquid spill against my chest as Danny screamed my name. Satisfaction coursed through me and I bent over him to kiss him roughly. It wasn't long after that I lost control and released myself inside Danny. He shuddered, moaning beneath me and grasping at my arms. I moved my hips against him for a moment longer, feeling my climax slowly die down. Danny took a shaky breath as I slowly pulled myself out, my arms trembling to keep my weight up.
With a deep exhale, I lowered myself behind him, falling into the sheets and feeling my entire body melt. The only sound in the room was our ragged, panting breath, our minds still caught up in the moment. Without really registering it, I pulled Danny's trembling form closer. He slowly turned over, wincing slightly, and settled himself comfortably, his breath coming out in hot puffs against my chest. My hand laid on his back as my heart rate slowly decreased, holding him close.
We were silent for a long while as our heavy breathing died down, listening to each others steady heartbeats. My mind felt thick, a thousand things running through it at once. Danny's tired eyes were lidded and a yawn escaped him. I smiled tiredly, watching him struggle to stay awake.
"Go to sleep, Danny." I said quietly, kissing his forehead.
"But...I'm not tired." He muttered, his voice hoarse, his hands clutching me tighter as though I'd disappear.
I didn't reply, instead stroking his back gently until his breathing was long and slow. I wasn't surprised when I looked down again and found him asleep, exhaling whispers of cool air across my skin. He looked peaceful in his sleep, as he always does. I moved a hand down his body one last time, taking in the serene picture. He shifted a little closer to me, mumbling.
I hadn't exactly planned, nor expected, the night to end with something like this. I had no idea if Danny would regret our night together come morning, but I had the strong feeling he wouldn't. I watched his gentle, sleeping face one last time before letting my creeping exhausting wash over me, a large yawn briefly obscuring my vision. My head sank into the pillows as I brushed a thumb lightly over Danny's cheek. I thought of nothing, to busy committing this night to eternal memory. But it wasn't long before I followed him into dreams, finally bringing an end to our week.