Chapter Thirty-Two: Loss of Purity
When they got back to the hotel, he gently set Dan down on the rug and removed his cloak to let it pool around the teen's feet. "You might want to take a shower, you're pretty soaked and while I'm not sure if you're quite human enough for it, I would rather you not catch ill." As he started to release him, he felt Dan grip his sleeves. "Dan, please let go."
"Don't wanna be alone." He murmured.
"…What?" Vlad stared blankly.
"Stay…I don't want to be alone. If I shower, you will too." Dan replied.
Vlad sucked in his breath, feeling his loins stir a little at the idea. "Dan, I really don't think—"
"Then, I won't shower." Dan cut him off stubbornly.
"Of all the—gah, strawberry shortcakes!" He lifted Dan into his arms again and entered the bathroom, starting up the shower. "You need to stop being so stubborn!" He started to unbutton Dan's shirt. "I will shower with you just this once, but after that you need to stop being so…needy! Agh, chocolate éclairs!"
Dan chuckled a bit as Vlad swore in his own confectionary way. "You know, that's really funny the way you do that."
"Better than the vulgar things you've been saying." Vlad said, tossing the soaked blazer aside and starting on Dan's button-up. Dan reached up and tugged on Vlad's tie, the soaked fabric taking a bit to come loose.
"Should've brought an umbrella." Dan remarked as the black fabric came loose and slipped from around Vlad's neck when he tugged it away.
"It was summer; no one was expecting the storm." Vlad said, pulling off the soaked button-up and tossing it aside as well.
Dan started on Vlad's button-up dress shirt, exposing his toned chest and silently admiring the way his muscles moved beneath his skin. He reached out and touched his skin, making the man let out a soft gasp.
"Dan, if you keep touching me, I swear, I might do something that we will both regret." Vlad said warningly, looking into his intense green eyes. "Do you want that?"
"Maybe." Dan smirked, tracing the contours on the man's skin.
"Dan…" Vlad let out a soft groan of pleasure as the teen ghost's hands traced his body. "I want to give you a shower without anything…added, but if you keep this up…"
"I just want to forget for a while." Dan said softly. "Forget about failing…forget about Amity Park." He looked up at him. "Can you help me do that?"
Oh, crab-cakes and apple-fritters. His pleading expression drove Vlad over the edge and he undid the teen ghost's pants, pulling them down before pushing him down onto the toilet, towering over him with his hands on his shoulders. "Just remember…you wanted this." He lifted the teen into his arms and opened the bathroom door, taking him to the bed. The shower could wait; he had a needy teen to satisfy.
Dan's hands reached up and tugged on the ribbon tying Vlad's hair back, letting the man's hair loose to rest around his shoulders. He let it fall to the floor and then reached up to stroke Vlad's face. "You don't have to hold back, you know. I'm a ghost – I can handle anything. And I doubt anything you do to me will hurt more than what I went through at the hands of the Guys in White." He assured him.
Never had Vlad felt such an extreme urge to kill about anyone other than Jack Fenton. He silently swore to find out just who in the Guys in White had damaged his little Phantom to the point of him not caring what happened to his body. He repressed the urge to ask names and reached down, tugging up Dan's legs so he could tug off the boy's boxers. "I will be gentle, little badger. No amount of pleading for the contrary will change that. Take your masochism to Plasmius during your training next week."
Dan chuckled again, lifting his hips so Vlad could pull off the last bit of cloth protecting his privates. Then he sat up and started to remove Vlad's belt, tugging on it impatiently when it didn't leave the loops right away. Vlad patiently moved his hands and took the belt off for him before letting the teen undo his slacks. "Too many layers." Dan grumbled.
Vlad sighed and got up, continuing where Dan left off and removed his slacks, shoes, socks, and boxers himself. Then he grabbed Dan's feet and removed the teen's shoes and socks, casting them aside. Then he looked at the teen's hungry but needy expression and moved onto the bed to lean over him, pinning him down. "You can still change your mind." He reminded him.
"Shut up, Vlad." Dan pulled him closer, kissing him. "Don't make me ask for Plasmius." He murmured into the man's lips.
Oh, crab-cakes. Vlad drew back and placed his fingers at the teen ghost's lips. "Alright, then suck on these for me."
The teen obediently did so, making Vlad let out a soft groan. As he reflected on what they were about to do, he wondered what on earth the Guys in White did to him to make him let go of his perfect morals, to make him into…this? He didn't have long to think, though. Dan took Vlad's fingers out of his mouth and brought Vlad's arm down, one hand pulling at his rump to make it easier to get to the hole.
Fudge, he couldn't resist it. Both fingers went in and he heard the teen let out a soft gasp of pain, but he didn't ask him to stop or even cry out. If anything, from his wrapping his arms around Vlad to pull him closer, he was asking for more of it. Vlad gave him what he wanted, moving his fingers in and out, spreading him out as he watched the teen's expression. When he pulled his fingers out, the teen's eyes flashed red for a moment before he looked at him accusingly.
"Just wait." Vlad said, moving his erection against the prepared hole. The teen gripped Vlad's arms and then his body arched back as he was entered, his head thrown back with a soft "A-Ah!" slipping from his lips. Oh, it was like Heaven and Hell mashed together into this one boy; so sinfully perfect.
Vlad moved in and out of the boy, gripping his waist as he pounded into his smaller body. Dan had to wonder, if THIS was gentle, then how would it be with Plasmius? He licked his lips, thinking of how he could invoke the older ghost into having his way with him during a lesson.
The only way he could become enough of a monster to get revenge for Danny, without killing someone, was to slowly corrupt his pure core with immoral activities. Vlad had been lusting after him for a while, but Danny never gave in. With Dan giving in to Vlad so eagerly, there was no way that Plasmius would resist the chance.
He would destroy his purity and grow in strength, training for the day he would make Jack Fenton pay. But, would it be enough to just be with Vlad/Plasmius? Or would he have to expand himself out to other ghosts, who were no doubt hungry for domination. Clockwork had the other Dan under tight lock and key, although he would surely be a good one to go to – not to mention a great mentor on using his own powers.
He felt Vlad do a sharp thrust and let out a soft moan, looking at him. "Mm, sorry. Was lost in thought." He grinned.
"Well, try not to get lost in thought while in bed with me." Vlad said, leaning in and kissing him. "It makes me feel like I'm not being good enough."
"Mm-mm, you're great." Dan assured him, letting out another soft gasp when Vlad hit that wonderful spot again.
"Good to hear." Vlad smiled and reached down and rubbed the teen ghost's erection, smiling at those addictive green eyes. "I wouldn't want to think I wasn't enough to please you."
"You're—nn—plenty, Vlad." Dan kissed him, his hands lacing together behind the man's neck as he started to move faster and harder. "Mm…ahh…V-Vlad…nnn…"
"Yes…little badger?" Vlad asked, his breaths turned to heavy pants.
"M-More…ahhh…" Dan held on tighter, his nails digging into Vlad's back. The man groaned softly as he was clawed into and he kissed the teen's neck, thrusting harder and faster. He was reaching his limit, and from the way the boy squirmed and moaned, his erection pulsating in Vlad's hand, he guessed that Dan was as well.
"V-Vlad…nnn…I-I'm clo—mmmnnn…" The teen's words were interrupted by Vlad's lips covering his own and he let out a mix of a moan and a cry as he released, ectoplasm spilling on both their chests. Vlad did the same after, filling the teen up inside with a low moan. Then he gently broke the kiss, both of them panting as they came down from their high.
"Dan…" Vlad reached up and stroked his cheek. "My little Phantom, you certainly need that shower now."
"Heh. Take one with me." Dan smiled up at him.
Vlad didn't protest this time. He carried him with him to the bathroom and they made love again as the water washed the ectoplasm, semen and sweat off their bodies.
After getting him dressed in Danny's pajamas, Vlad tucked the tired Phantom into bed and kissed his cheek. "Sleep well, little badger. We'll leave the day after tomorrow. We still have things to do in town."
Dan didn't reply, curling up on his side under the blanket. Sighing, Vlad set up cleaning up from their activity before going to sleep.