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Warnings for: detail sexual situations between Randy and Danny

Chapter Forty Two

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"Okay, okay, so the new popular theory now is that Phantom is my twin brother who died when we were kids and Andrew is going for both of us because we made some sort of pact to share him?" At the very serious nods from both his friends, Danny couldn't stop himself from wildly snorting into his hands. "Seriously?"

"Hey, a twin theory is better than a same person theory," Tucker frowned, tilting himself and his game controller heavily to the right, as if that would help him make the turns. Knowing Tucker, though, that might actually help depending on what he had done to the controller. They were playing at Tucker's house today, so who knew what might happen with the games. "Twin theories are really popular these days."

"I think you're getting too comfortable with the infatuated student role." Glancing to Sam, Danny winced as he saw the look on her face. It was a look that meant he was going to be getting a lecture. "You're starting to act as sappily domestic in school as you do outside of it."

"I mean, I wouldn't say that." Really, Andrew always startled and flustered over- Ah, no, Danny had just remembered all the times 'Mr. Riter' had flirted back with him. Shit. Maybe his friends were right. "What do you suggest?"

"Tone it back on the affection?" Sam shrugged, decimating Tucker's score with hardly a bat of her eyelashes. It was times like these that Danny remembered why he had loved Sam for so long. "Make it look like a crush that's fading?"

"No, what you need to do is have a messy breakup," Tucker interrupted, giving him their full, undivided attention - which mostly meant he glanced back at them every two seconds. "Like, really messy, really dramatic, and really obvious that you never want to see each other ever again. Make a clone and get Phantom in on it."

"Okay, I like the way you think, Tuck, but we'll hold off on that for plan B." Because Danny wouldn't be able to 'break up' with Andrew without either laughing or crying. It was a fifty-fifty chance on the outcome. "Can't we just make it more subtle?"

"No way, Paulina already knows for a fact you two are together, she's just trying to figure out how it happened, why Phantom hasn't kicked your ass yet, and how it happened to you."

"The way you said that last one makes it sound totally different from the first one." It wasn't Danny's fault that Andrew was, in Tucker's words, 'triple rainbow gay'. "Maybe we should get Randy in on this somehow. Me falling out of love with him to instead fall in love with his brother? That's some high class drama." Randy would be all too eager to help with that one, too.

"Speaking of Randy." Oh no. "You haven't really told us any details, yet." Oh no. "Spill, Fenton." Sam won the latest racing round while Tucker crashed spectacularly, both of his friends turning towards him with their actual undivided attention.

"I mean- I mean, I've told you guys? We were all kind of dancing around the topic for a while, Randy broke on Valentine's Day like the sap he is, and now we're all dating. Pretty simple-"

"Nothing with you is ever simple," Tucker said, arms crossed as he raised his eyebrows. Danny was offended mostly because he taught Tucker that look. "Spill."

"I mean, it's not that different from how we all normally interact when we're hanging out together? When you think about it, we've been dating for months already, right? There's not much for me to 'spill'."

"Okay, but what's it like when there's three of you in the bedroom? I mean, it's hard enough to picture you and Andrew, considering you're shy as hell and Andrew is a prude, but I imagine adding someone like Randy makes things more interesting." At Tucker's almost nonchalant tone, Danny could only stare in horror.

"You think their sex life is boring?" Sam's snort was hilarious, but Danny couldn't even focus on that because oh no. "Oh my god, seriously? You're taking French with him! Haven't you ever even heard what they say in French?"

"Okay! Stop! Please!" Never had Danny thought he would be having a conversation with his friends about his sex life in his three-way relationship. He was upset that there had been far weirder conversations between the three of them. "It isn't- We haven't even-"

"Three people at once would be a bit much, wouldn't it? I mean, at least when you're all guys. I mean, if you all try at once-" Throwing a pillow at Tucker as hard as he could - ghost strength included - Danny turned his glare to a laughing Sam.

"Aw, come on, we never get to gossip anymore! We'll tell you about our sex lives!" God, no, that was the worst thought ever. "Fine, then just tell me one difference between Randy and GW in the bedroom."

"Would if I could." Oh, okay, that was a very bitter tone of voice. Danny was trying not to be bitter about that, but it was very hard. He knew his limits and personality.

"Wait- Wait, you mean you and Randy haven't…" A long stretch of silence fell over them, Danny feeling the look they shared before Tucker was moving to sit right beside him, comforting hand on his shoulder and- "That's rough, buddy."

"It's not that big of a deal," Danny huffed, tackling and pinning Tucker to the ground, pleased at the whines and wiggles he gave to try and get free. "I mean, this stuff happens in time, right? It's totally fine."

"Yeah, but you want it to happen now, right?" Conveniently avoiding Sam's look, Danny yelped as Tucker managed to topple him over. "What about Randy and GW? Have they…"

"I'd be a terrible boyfriend if I told you guys about their sex life," Danny frowned, kicking at Tucker's stomach and getting a pillow to his face for his troubles.

"Meaning they have a sex life." Wait- Dammit, Sam! "So you're starting to feel jealous that they've been together and you haven't?"

"Yes- No- Ugh!" Dann rolled over and used the pillow to muffle another shout of frustration, upset when Tucker's light patting to his back actually calmed him down a little. "I don't know. I'm not like- I'm not jealous jealous, but I guess I'm a little jealous, you know?"

"Makes sense." Thank whatever twisted ghost god was out there for his friends. "So, what? You don't think you can seduce Randy, then? I mean, no offense, but he's kind of a slut."

"Wha- Hey!" Fuck the twisted ghost god that gave him his friends. "Randy is not a slut." Sure he flirted and charmed, but he was a cute, bumbling little romantic when you got past that.

"His attitude says slut," Sam said bluntly, offering a pat to the head as an apology. "Honestly, Danny, have you tried to talk about this with him?"

"I- I mean…" Maybe not a word for word conversation exactly. "He's always busy?"

"I doubt he'd ever be too busy for you." Sam grabbed her controller and started up a new game, Tucker dragging Danny away from his pillow. "You have two options, Danny. Talk or seduce."

"Those are horrible options," Danny complained, making himself dead weight as he was dragged over towards his own controller- Heh. Dead weight. "I take option C."

"Die of sexual frustration." Well… He still had Andrew? "Randy sexual frustration." Danny really hated the fact that Sam had a small, small point. "You know, there's this controversial new research that says communication can be good for relationships."

"Stop making sense," Danny whined, kicking at Tucker as a controller was set on his face. "You're both annoying."

"Yet you love us anyways," Tucker grinned, helping Danny sit up and giving him the pillow back. "Seriously, man, if it's bothering you then just talk about it. Maybe he just doesn't want to push you into something?"

"I-" Randy. This was Randy. "Shit." Randy who backed off the second either of them ever so much as frowned or looked away for a split second and knew Danny's emotions better than he knew them himself. "Tuck, I think you're a genius."

"Buddy, I calculated the minimum amount of effort I have to put into school until graduation to get passing grades. I'm the genius."

"Mhm. I think I'm about to kill you for the fifth time, genius."

"Wha- We haven't even started- When did you start the game?! Sam!"

"I think it's Sam as 'the genius'," Danny chuckled, relaxing as he watched his friends joke and 'fight' over a simple game. He loved days like this one, and he couldn't be more happy with his friends- "Did you just gang up on me? You jerks!"

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Danny hated days like these. Days where he was losing his mind from the energy that built up inside of him like a lake that was too heavily dammed. There was so much energy and power and it all started to spill over and it was all Danny could do to switch between his human and ghost sides to try and use up as much energy as possible while it happened - it was far too dangerous to use any of his other powers in this state.

It wasn't like the days he had sensory attacks - those, at last, he had a bit of warning for. It would build up before he had to shut himself off from the world. These, however? Danny never got a warning on what was 'too much' energy until it was suddenly… Well, until it was too much. There was no warning, no time to tell anyone, and nothing to do but try and use up as much of it as he could.

Which was where he was right now, near bouncing off the walls of Vidya and going crazy as he switched from Phantom to Fenton as many times as possible and as quickly as he could. He was focused enough that he didn't even hear anyone approaching until he heard Randy's voice.

"Is this a new type of training I haven't heard about or did you lose a bet to your friends?" Gaze snapping to where Randy was leaning against the wall of one of the study rooms Danny had been hiding in, Danny made an irritated noise as he snapped back to his ghost form - not changed, but snapped. Changing wasn't doing much to use up the energy, then. "Danny?"

"I'm fine." Alright, so, his tone may have been a bit harsh, but Randy would probably forgive him later when Danny wasn't ready to crawl out of his goddamn skin- Training room. Teleporting away - and hitting a few different rooms to try and burn off more energy - Danny finally landed in Vidya's training room before charging up as large and powerful an ecto-blast as he could. He wasn't supposed to use his other powers when he had this much energy, but he had to get rid of this feeling somehow.

Right before he let it go, he felt a hand on his shoulder and a swirl of energy that wasn't his own surround him. His attack shot into the wall in front of him, a few pieces of rock hitting the ground as Randy spoke, "Sorry, mon douce, but Vidya can't handle attacks that powerful." There was nothing but silence in his head instead of Vidya's soothing hums, Danny wrinkling his nose and shifting and backing away from Randy to get his hand off of him.

"Yeah, right, whatever." There was too much energy and Danny had no way to get it out the way he usually got it out since Andrew wasn't here. Which was why he was throwing another attack at the walls and sending out a mental apology to Liz at how powerful it was. "Andy's still at school. Teacher thing."

"I know. Apparently the teachers are revamping some of the old curriculum for next year. Andy seemed pretty excited to be able to plan the Creative Writing course how he wanted, at least." Flinching at the touch to his shoulder this time, Danny shot a glare over to Randy, anger leaving him in a second at the man's hurt expression.

"Sorry- Sorry, I just- Sorry." Throwing as much energy as he could into his teleportation, Danny groaned as he saw he only teleported himself into Randy's bedroom. God, he was a wreck, wasn't he? Burrowing his way under the covers and hoping maybe that it would help hide him, Danny shuddered as he picked up the smell of Randy's shampoo and hair gel. It was very much not helping at the moment.

A light knock to the door had him curling up even more, Danny whining when he felt a gentle pressure on the top of his head, "Oh, mon petit." The fingers tangled in his hair and as much as Danny knew he should pull away and try to get some distance between them, he was far too greedy for that touch to do anything but press closer. "Danny, what's wrong?"

"Nothing- No, just, nothing that won't be fixed when Andrew comes home." Randy's fingers trailed down to brush against his cheek, Danny honest to god whining when the fingers slipped over to rub behind his ear.

"Danny." It wasn't a plea anymore, but Randy's voice was still gentle- Deeper, too- Fuck, why did Randy have to always push him when he didn't even realize it? "Tell me what's wrong, dear one."

"It's just another stupid side effect of my stupid ghost powers," Danny snapped, narrowing his eyes up at where Randy was now sitting on the bed in front of him, back pressed against the headboard.

"That sounds like something I should be worried about as someone who loves and cares for you." God, Randy probably wasn't even aware of what he was doing to him. "Danny-"

"It's nothing! It's embarrassing! Just leave me alone and forget about it!" Of course, because this was Randy, yelling did nothing but make him press harder.

"If you really think I'm going to leave you alone after hearing that something is wrong then you've forgotten who I am." Stop. Being. Perfect.

Sitting up, Danny sucked in a breath to yell before he paused and snapped his mouth shut. Fine. Fine, Randy wanted to know what was wrong? Fine. "You want to know what's wrong?"

"I- Yes?" Randy blinked, looking startled. Grinning more than a bit viciously, Danny moved to straddle Randy's lap, arms winding around his neck. "I, ah, Danny?"

"I told you, didn't I? It's one of the side effects of my ghost powers. You researched us, right? Looked into Vlad before you did jobs for him." Now that he was close, Danny couldn't stop himself from giving in and curling closer, nuzzling at Randy's neck and kissing at the warm skin there. The shudder he felt from Randy was wonderful.

"I always do my research, you know, but I don't remember 'increased horniness' being a part of being half-ghost," Randy argued, Danny letting himself purr at the hitching and stuttering of Randy's breath.

"Guess you just didn't find the right research." Danny cautiously gave a little lick to the warm, flushed skin, nose wrinkling a bit as the tip of his tongue caught on Randy's leather collar. "It more a part of how our powers build up inside of us. Our fucked up biology makes it to where the energy builds up and we need to find ways to get rid of it."

"And that automatically translate to sex, does it?" Fingers tangled in his hair and gave it a sharp jerk, Danny honest to god whining as he arched against the touch. "And Andrew's not here." No- No, that made it seem like Randy was just a consolation, which, no.

"Not that," Danny mumbled, coherent thought leaving fast as he began wiggling closer and rolling his hips down sharply into Randy's own, keening at the sharp jerk that Randy gave back. "Not just that- Want you. Not- Not cause you're here and Andy's not, just want you."

"You chose a hell of a time to have this conversation." Tell him about it. Randy didn't seem to mind too much as he wound an arm around Danny's waist and pulled him close again, Danny whining and grinding against him at once, shuddering as he felt a thick hardness pressing against his own. "Fuck, Danny, I've been holding back because I didn't want to push anything-"

"Not good enough anymore," Danny muttered, distracted as he fiddled with Randy's collar before getting it off and tossing it away, licking and biting at the skin that was now available to him. "Want you so bad, Randy, wanted you for so long. You've been driving me crazy and teasing me and I've been picturing this since you put that damn healing tonic on my thighs that one time-"

"I knew you liked that." Randy's voice was low and breathy, his laugh barely more than a forced exhale as Danny suddenly found his hazmat suit completely phased off. There was something very exciting about being completely bare and exposed with Randy still fully clothed. "What was it that did it, hm? Was it the fact I was taking care of you?"

Randy's fingertips danced across the exact place where he had been burned, Danny gasping and rocking his hips forward to try and get more of the touch. A low chuckle in his ear had him just barely focusing on Randy's next words, "Or was it that I was so close to where you really wanted to be touched?"

"Randy." The plea was barely out before Randy was digging nails into his thighs roughly before rubbing away the sharp pain at once, Danny completely thrown at the dual sensations. "Randy, Randy, please, do something- Anything- Please."

"Oh, sweet thing." The sweet, quiet words were all the warning Danny had before Randy's fangs were suddenly sinking into the space between his neck and shoulder, fingers tightly gripping his cock and dragging across the dry skin roughly. Danny felt more than heard how loud he was, body shaking as he completely fell apart at the sharp points of pain that wracked his body, so different from the constant teasing Andrew always worked him up with.

A moment of utter bliss and Danny squirmed and wiggled at feeling a now slick hand pump his cock, not giving him a moment's rest as Randy licked at the blood - ectoplasm? - that ran down his skin. "Ran- Randy."

"Did you ever really think that I would say no to you?" Randy's voice was as ragged as Danny felt, the teen trying to squirm away as the feeling started overwhelming him. "Did you think I didn't want you?" A tight, harsh squeeze was accompanied by another bite further up his neck, nails of his opposite hand pulling harshly down the center of his spine before digging in deep at his lower back.

Danny wasn't sure what the hell happened next because it was way too soon for him to come again, but his mind completely fogged over and his body went slack in the pure pleasure that overtook his entire body. "You sweet, silly thing." Randy's voice sounded fuzzy, as if coming from far away. Focused as he was on the words, it took Danny a moment to realize he had been gently laid down, Randy kissing his way down his chest. "What do you want?"

Danny's breath hitched as he felt the tip of a fang catch on his skin, Randy lapping at the cut at once. "Ev- Everything you can give." Danny felt a smile pressed against his skin before he felt a small, single lick to the tip of his cock. Shuddering at the promise of that single action, Danny pried his eyes open - when had he even closed them? - to find Randy kneeling between his legs with bright blue eyes completely focused on his face.

Instead of saying anything else, Randy took the opportunity to pump his cock agonizingly slow a few times before wrapping his lips around the very tip, tongue lapping at the slit and making him whine as he tried to both arch into the touch and pull away. Randy kept him pinned easily with a hand on his waist, the other sliding down to caress and brush over his balls as he sank down even further.

Danny was suddenly realizing why Andrew had been so cheerful and relaxed the other day if he had experienced anything like what Danny was going through now. Randy seemed to be constantly keeping him on edge and knew just when to pull back to keep Danny from falling over again.

Danny wasn't sure how long it was until he felt wet fingers gently probing at his entrance, Danny cracking an eye open to see Randy was shifting him so Danny could hook a leg over his shoulder, pressing the tip of a finger inside him once he was properly positioned. "Where-" Danny swallowed, throat clicking at how dry it suddenly was. "Where'd you get lube?"

A particularly sharp suck had him throwing his head back hard enough to hurt, Danny gasping as there was suddenly cold air brushing against his wet cock. "Under my pillow." Randy's voice was already raspy, Danny shuddering as the finger inside him worked in deeper. "You really don't realize how much I think of you two."

"I'd be glad to hear more," Danny panted, whining loudly as another finger began to wiggle it's way inside next to the first. "Randy."

"Everything I can give, right?" Randy mouthed at the side of his cock, licking at the skin before sharply blowing on it and sending Danny withering away and pressing down more onto the fingers, something that had him gasping out. "Oh, my dear. I'll give you everything you want."

Danny was unable to respond as Randy leaned up to pull him into a kiss, Danny shuddering at how even with everything going on the kiss still felt loving and gentle. Wrapping his arms around Randy's shoulders once again, Danny pulled back enough to speak, breathing ragged, "Why did we wait so long for this?"

"Andy's the smart one, not us," Randy teased, nipping at Danny's jaw and forcing him to expose more of his neck, something Randy quickly took advantage of. "I'll make it up to you, though. I'll make it up for making you feel so neglected."

"Just-" Danny's breath hitched as a third finger was introduced, Danny arching against the pressing fingers and moaning loudly and freely. "Just give me your time."

"You have it, Danny. You have it for as long as you want." Voice breaking on a laugh, Danny pulled Randy back up into another kiss, parting to kiss at his cheek.

"For forever?" This time it was Randy laughing, everything suddenly feeling so damn right.

"Yeah… Yeah, Danny. For forever."

Forever couldn't come soon enough.

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"It doesn't automatically transfer to sex." There was a stretch of silence, Danny hiding a smile as he near felt Randy's confusion. It was too great. "Earlier, when I was telling you about energy building up in us? Sex is just the safest way to get it out. Expelling ghostly energy and all that."

"Ah." Settling back down where he was lying on top of Randy, Danny lightly nuzzled him under his jaw. "There's a reason that could be a bit dangerous as well, you know."

"Wha- Really?" Danny looked up at him, nose wrinkling a bit. "What's the reason? How can sex be dangerous- Don't answer that, I'm sure you could come up with a lot of ways."

"I'll let Andrew tell you," Randy snickered, kissing at Danny's cheek and rolling them over to tuck him close. "Speaking of, he's probably going to be back soon. Do you want to stay here or go back to Vidya?"

"Mm, Liz is great," Danny hummed, snuggling into Randy's warmth and purring quietly as the blankets were pulled up around him. "She's important too, you know, and she probably gets lonely when you're gone all the time."

"You're something else entirely, sweet one." Choosing to take that as a compliment, Danny let his eyes drift shut, thoroughly and utterly sated. "Next time, let's agree to talk things out if we're upset."

"Can't do that. Sam will say I told you so." The fingers scratching at his scalp felt so nice. He could easily fall asleep like this.

"Oh? You talk to your friends about your sex life?"

"More like they talk about it and I blush and yell at them in return-" Sitting up quickly, Danny ignored Randy's pained grunt as he stared down at him seriously. "When can we have a three-way?"

"Well, then. I walked in at quite the interesting time." Blinking, Danny tilted his head back to see Andrew leaning against the open door, smirk on his face and something very dark shining in his eyes. "Did I miss something fun?"

"I feel like we've been in this situation before," Danny grinned, laughing as he was suddenly pulled down and the covers jerked over his head. "Hiding me doesn't hide the truth!"

"I'm in way over my head with you two." Wiggling his way to freedom, Danny poked his head out just in time to see Andrew - sans coat - giving Randy a very thorough kiss. "What? I don't get a welcome home kiss?"

"So needy." That was all the warning Danny got before he was pulled into a rather filthy kiss, Danny all too happy to give Andrew complete and total control as he relaxed into it. "Did you have fun today, mon cher?"

"I had a lot of fun," Danny hummed, bumping his nose against Andrew's and grinning at the startled little laugh it earned him. "You should join us next time."

"Horrible." Randy was blushing up a storm, hands covering his face as he complained. "You two are just horrible."

"You love it," Danny laughed, pulling Randy's hands away by his wrists in order to lean down and give him a quick kiss. "Love you, Randy."

Sighing, Randy tugged Danny back down by the back of his neck, returning the quick kiss with a soft one of his own, "I love you, too." Of course, the moment was soon ruined, as moments tended to be around them.

"You two haven't eaten in hours, have you? Come on, get up. You can eat naked for all I care, but you two are going to eat."

"Boo," Danny complained, not putting up a fight as he was dragged off of Randy and into Andrew's arms.

"Yes, yes, we've established the fact you're a ghost." Letting out startled laughter, Danny grinned as a kiss was pressed to his cheek, noticing that Randy was sitting up himself and watching them fondly.

Really, if it took all that suffering to end up here, then Danny supposed he wouldn't have changed any of it. Not if it got him his two amazing mates- Mates…

That had a nice ring to it.