Chapter Three: Cold Phantom
"Hn…ngh!" Danny squirmed in his binds as Phantom's saliva-slicked fingers stretched him out, the ghost's green eyes staring down at him with not adoration or frustration but…indifference. His gaze was empty of all emotion, but he was chuckling softly in a way that sent shivers down Danny's spine.
"D-Dude…" Danny panted. "I gotta…talk to you. I—nn!" He threw his head back, his hands clenching. "Gaaah, let my hands free!"
Phantom pulled his fingers out and then touched the binds, releasing his wrists. Danny quickly threw his arms around Phantom and started to talk to him, but Phantom grabbed him and effortlessly threw him to the floor before he could speak a word.
"Nngh!" Danny groaned in pain, then looked up as Phantom knelt next to him, roughly grabbing his black hair. "Owwww! Owowowowow!"
Phantom sat on his knees and pulled Danny over by his hair, forcing his lips over his straining groin. He touched his groin area and the outfit became intangible, his erection coming out. "Suck it, Daniel."
Danny looked up at him. "Y'know, all you gotta do is ask and I'll gladly suck you off, Phantom." He said, wincing when Phantom gripped his hair tighter. "Okay, okay!" He parted his lips and wrapped them around the erection, Phantom holding him tightly to ensure he didn't pull away.
What had caused this aggression? Was he THAT angry? It's not like they hadn't split before, and he should know that it was for their own good! His thoughts were interrupted when he was pushed down harder, Phantom thrusting up into his mouth repeatedly.
Finally he was pulled off, his lips sore and his throat raw. Groaning, Danny fell back when he was released and lay on the ground, coughing. Phantom stood over him and then picked him up, carrying him to the bed before throwing him on the bed. "Ghh! Geez, man, knock it off! I can walk, okay?!"
Phantom climbed onto the bed, a predatory smile on his face. Danny gasped and started to back away, but Phantom flicked ectoplasm at him and his hands were pinned to the bed once more, his head hitting the pillow. "Don't run away, Daniel. The fun's just getting started."
Danny paled as he struggled in his binds. "No way, man; I ain't playing with you when you're like this!"
Phantom moved between his legs and kissed him. "There's no quitting this game, Daniel. You always win, and now it's my turn." He spread Danny's legs and gripped his hips, moving forward.
Danny screamed, his voice echoing into the darkness.
Phantom zipped up his suit and stepped away from the bed, leaving Danny lying alone on stained sheets. "I'll be back, Daniel. Get some sleep."
As he opened the portal to leave his lair, he heard Danny murmur something and turned to him. "What was that?"
"How could you do that to me?" Danny asked, wincing as he sat up. "How could you, Phantom? This…this isn't like you. I want my Phantom back."
Phantom smiled coldly and snapped his fingers. "Good night, Daniel." He said, watching the teen flop back onto the bed. A wave of the hand covered him with the blanket and then Phantom was leaving him alone.
He left his lair and secured the door with a shield around it, ensuring no one could in – or out – without his taking it down. Then he flew out the portal to the Real World.
The Fenton Portal was his easy exit, and he had his shield up before he was even out, the gunfire just bouncing off it. "Really, Valerie, you'd think you would have learned by now." He remarked.
She scowled, loading her gun. "Why haven't you killed me like all those others, ghost?!"
He went intangible and flew into the air, ignoring her question as he entered the skies of Amity Park. It had been a year since he'd captured Danny and half the town was groveling while the other half was firing at him.
It made it easy to decide who would live and who would die in this city.
Why did he let Valerie live? She had a point; he killed or captured every person that dared to fire at him. He supposed it was because of that strong woman he had met, the only one who dared to openly oppose Dan Phantom in that future. He couldn't destroy her, not when she was going to become that.
And she was beautiful, he'd always thought so; beautiful and willful and so eager to kill him but never quite managing every time. He chuckled softly as he fired on a group of attacking humans. 'Too easy.' He thought. He heard the telltale sound of her hover-board and turned to face her. "Back for more, Valerie? Are you perhaps feeling scorned because I ignored you?"
"Shut up!" Valerie fired on him, but Phantom easily dodged it. "Stay still, ghost!"
"'Phantom'." Phantom said firmly. "I am far more than just a regular ghost, Valerie. We both know it."
Valerie clenched her teeth. "Fine, 'Phantom'. What have you been up to?!"
Phantom chuckled darkly. "I went to see someone. My sleeping beauty finally awoke."
"What?" She frowned. "What do you mean?!"
"It's none of your concern." He fired at her board, knocking her off-balance. She cried out in fear as it fell to the ground, her with it. 'Oh, don't want her to die.' He thought, flying down and catching her. "Careful, Valerie; you're not allowed to die until I kill you." He dropped her on top of the school building and smirked. "And I'm not ready to do that yet."
She fired at him, but he went intangible and flew away. He had other things to attend to.
Yeah, Valerie, learn his name! He's way more than just a regular ghost!
Ouch, Fun Danny, you okay? Do you need anything? No? You're just going to go to sleep? Okay. ~ Zone