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works/539662.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Danny_Phantom
  Relationship:
      Danny_Feanton/Danny_Phantom
  Character:
      Danny_Fenton, Phantom
  Additional Tags:
      Pitch_Pearl, Photonegative_Narcissus
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-10-17 Words: 13925
****** Stolen Sapphire ******
by Tangerine_Catnip
Summary
     Separated from his human half, Phantom was helpless to resist the
     siren call of Freakshow’s control. In return for joining the ring
     leader on his cross-country pillage, Phantom takes his defeated human
     half as his prize. To tease, to toy with...to treasure. To possess.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Phantom leaned back in his chair, enjoying the plush surface of the velvet
upholstery and the strength behind the maple wood frame. He cast out a gloved
hand and ran it over the collection of golden coins heaped into piles in one
corner of the angler train chart. The mounds surrounded the chair so he sat
upon his tenures and looked out over his small kingdom. Stockpiles of gold
covered the floor like a gilded carpet, lifeless metal as for as the eye could
see, excepting his finest treasure, of course.
Green eyes fell on his angsty prince. Like usual, the boy was sulking on one
corner of the plush memory foam mattress that passed as their bed, his body
half wrapped in the duck-down comforter. Moonlight from the bared window caught
the sapphires in the thin golden frame of the circlet he wore, the blue
highlighting his eyes in a way that made Phantom purr softly. "You're
absolutely gorgeous today."
Danny's spine stiffened. He pulled his knees to his crossed arms and sent a
brief glare towards his former ghost half, although like so many times before
this, he was unable to glare directly at Phantom's ruby red eyes, instead
directing the angry stare at some point by his ear. "Please stop saying stuff
like that."
Phantom smiled and tilted his head forward a little, his gilded crown to
sliding forward and pushing his white bangs over his eyes. "And why would I do
that? I enjoy taking the time to appreciate my treasures, and you are by far
the most brilliant gem in my collection."
Danny scowled, fighting the blush heating his cheeks. "I'm not a damn gem! And
if I didn't think you'd kill the first person I ran too, I'd be so out of here
by now!" Well, that and the steel chain tethering him to the wall, the moving
train and, well, everything else…not that Danny was going to mention that. The
blue-eyed boy bit his lip and pressed his back harder against the wall,
frowning at the mattress. "You don't own me anymore than you own all this junk
you've stolen."
Phantom shrugged. "Defy me if you want, but that doesn't change the fact you're
lying in my bed, wearing what I dressed you in and eating what I give you."
Phantom reached over the side of his chair and took a single coin from the top
of the pile. "I don't need your permission to enslave you, that's why they call
it bondage." He let his words hang in the air for a moment, letting them sink
in before switching to a more relaxed tone. "But perhaps someone is just a
little cranky today," Phantom mused as he fingered the golden coin. "It's
probably my fault for keeping you up last night. I do apologize; you know I
can't keep my hands to myself sometimes."
Danny chocked on air, his face flaming red. He scrambled to his feet and
staggered off the mattress—an uneasy effort given the overlarge cushion's
malleable surface and the train's tendency to jerk at random. But he couldn't
stay on the make-shift bed with that sentence looming over him and the events
from last night replaying themselves quite vividly in his mind.
Once standing on a solid—if rocky—surface, Danny crossed his arms again. His
mouth worked a moment while he searched for some way to respond. Eventually, he
whispered, almost accused, "You're not sorry."
"Hard to be sorry when those pleasured moans slip passed your lips," Phantom
agreed, his tone low and predatory, matching his grin. "I love watching you try
to hold back. You turn the most delightful shade of red. If only we could fix
the part where you pull away after I'm finished with you." Phantom sat up
straight, scooting forward a little. "Sometimes I wish you hadn't decided to
make this into a hell for yourself, Danny. You don't even allow a moment to
bask in the afterglow before you start beating yourself up over it."
Danny shuffled an inch backwards, gold coins sliding beneath his sneakers.
"Yeah, well I—" He cut himself off and pouted. It was useless to try explaining
it to Phantom when he could no longer understand. He was a ghost; he didn't
feel shame, only desire. He didn't have friends, only possessions.
"We should be out fighting crime, not…doing that!" he said at last. He started
pacing, hands gesturing wildly. "Amity Park could be in danger this second and
you're just…sitting there and admiring a haul that doesn't even belong to you!
And, and, making passes at yourself! Like, like, a…a—"
"I don't see why you think the protection of that rotten little berg is my
job," Phantom interrupted before Danny could spit it out. "If it can't protect
itself then it doesn't deserve to exist."
Phantom made a motion with his hand and the circlet around Danny's head started
glowing with green energy. Invisible threads latched around the crown and
dragged Danny towards the ghost forehead first. The teen bared his teeth and
fought against him, grunting with the effort, but the metal was fastened too
tightly around his forehead and he couldn't find enough traction on the coin-
covered floor to stop himself from sliding right up to Phantom and collapsing
at his feet.
"You're the only one who deserves my attention," the ghost said. Cold fingers
threaded through Danny's hair and brushed the strands back. Like a master
stroking a pet. The boy scowled and jerked away from the touch. "You've been
moping for days now, Danny," Phantom continued, only a frown to mark his
displeasure at being denied, "and I'm beginning to worry about your health. You
haven't even touched the video games I brought you. We begged our parents to
get Lumberjack of Death for weeks, and now you won't even look at it."
"Lost its appeal," Danny muttered. Instinct urged him to cower, and for that
reason he forced himself to stand in front of Phantom, his head half turned
away as he felt his other's gaze rake over his form. He shifted on his feet,
the cold aura that surrounded the ghost nipping at his skin, but it had long
since lost its painful edge for a different sort of pain. Danny closed his eyes
and altered tactics. "I just want to go home, Phantom. I miss Amity."
The ghost tilted his head, his deep red eyes softening a little as if thinking
it over. He climbed to his own feet and placed a hand on Danny's shoulder,
squeezing it firmly. "We can't ever go back there, Danny. The sooner you accept
that the less painful it will be."
He stepped over the chain binding Danny's ankle to the wall, picked up a large
amethyst and tossed it between his gloved hands. "We won't be doing this
forever; every crime spree comes to an end eventually. When we do settle down,
I'm planning on a nice beach home in Cuba."
"C…Cuba?" Danny squeaked, his mind reeling slightly as he tried to guess how
far away from home that was.
"You and I can't be together in Amity or even the US, Danny. Your parents, the
cops, even your friends, none of them would allow it." Phantom tossed the gem
over his shoulder, not seeming to mind when it cracked against the wall. He had
hundreds just like it. "I'd much rather live in a place where no one will ask
questions if you have the cash to back it up. We can make a new home, and
you'll have everything your little teenage heart could want. Games, consoles,
music, electronics, maybe a high-powered telescope."
"I don't want things I want my friends!" Danny shouted. "My family! People that
I care about! They may not like us…together, but that's because they're real
and interesting and complex! Gold and expensive things can't do anything but
sparkle and make you feel good for a short period of time before you're bored
again. And you know it's true." The boy swept his arm over Phantom's hoard.
"We're surrounded by the things you wanted, jewels and toys you wanted so much
you stole them while out on your master's orders, and yet the only thing in
your collection that holds your attention for longer than five minutes is me. A
discarded human half who won't even jump when you tell him to. And I've been
here for weeks!"
Phantom snorted and circled around Danny, grinning when the boy turned with him
so as not to turn his back on the stronger teen. "You say that like a few weeks
is a long time, but you forget something." With Danny positioned between him
and the chair, he placed both hands on his chest and shoved the human onto the
gilded throne. The collision stole a gasp from Danny's lips, and Phantom
swooped forward before he could recover, slamming his hands on either armrest
and leaning over the trapped human. "I intend to keep you forever, Danny. You
belong to me whether you obey me or not."
For a moment, Phantom considered sitting in the boy's lap, but instead chose to
kneel between his splayed legs, his arms loping under Danny's legs and holding
them still. The boy grimaced and squirmed beneath Phantom's weight, but paused
when the ghost leaned in and pressed a kiss to the inside of Danny's jean-clad
thigh.
"Just because you don't follow my orders doesn't make you defective," Phantom
continued, his red eyes glowing as he looked up at his human half. "If I wanted
to dominate you then I would. I could break you down, subject you to a deadly
mix of pain and pleasure until you couldn't remember your own name, never mind
the names of your friends. But I won't, because a toy who doesn't fight back is
no fun to play with...I'm saving you, that's why I haven't taken everything you
have to offer…yet."
"And then I'll become as boring as your other gems, right?" Danny demanded.
"It's what happens when you start seeing people as objects. Their value gains
an expiration date." He pushed himself against the back of the throne,
blushing. "If we were back home and I was actually free to make my own choices,
you wouldn't have it half as easy. You like the thrill of a challenge, don't
you?"
"Yes," Phantom answered, his tone soft and unhurried. "but I also like seeing
you in chains, covering you with gems and gold and keeping you all to myself."
He rested his head on Danny's leg for a moment before he released the other boy
and pulled up Danny's shirt, leaned forward and licked the warm skin beneath
his bellybutton. "You're my human half, Danny, you belong to me"
Blushing even more, Danny placed his hands on Phantom's forehead and tried to
push him back, but the ghost ignored his attempts, nuzzling against his
stomach. "I…damn it, Phantom! Can't we ever talk without you making it
awkward?"
"I can't help it," Phantom murmured, wrapping his arms around Danny's middle.
"Every time you open your mouth I get this overwhelming urge to shower you in
affection. I just can't keep my hands off you…" He slid his fingers up Danny's
back at the same time he kissed a line down his chest, his white hair brushing
against Danny's tummy, his crown bouncing with his head movements.
Danny groaned and banged the back of his head against the throne-like chair. He
closed his eyes and tried to ignore the soft brush of Phantom's lips. It was
this false sense of affection that had thrown him off his guard the first time
his other half had crossed friendly boundaries. He couldn't let it deceive
him—Phantom's interest was temporary. As soon as he got what he wanted, he'd
stop caring about Danny and his arguments about returning to Amity Park.
Although planning on resisting the ghost's advances was much simpler than
actually doing it, not that it ever seemed to make a difference.
All the time he had been there, Danny had been yelling and arguing with Phantom
without making any sort of headway. His ghost half was still as addicted to the
thrill of stealing and colleting a dragon's hoard as ever. The only time he was
receptive to Danny's thoughts was during his, er, post-orgasmic high. At those
moments he looked at Danny like the human really was the most precious thing in
his world…
At least until Danny jerked away from him. Then he'd smirk cruelly and taunt
his other half about his moment of weakness, but lately Danny had noticed a few
cracks in what he now suspected was Phantom's façade. If…if rejection didn't
alter Phantom's opinion then maybe…
Danny flushed and whipped his head side to side. No, no, that was just his
hormones affecting his judgment…that and the tickle of Phantom's tongue on his
abdomen and the hand straying between his thighs to unzip his pants. But…but he
had to try, didn't he?
Phantom crawled onto the human's lap and met Danny's blue-eyed gaze, his own
red eyes falling to half-mast. The black-haired boy bit his lip as the other
teen grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling it up all as far as it would go
without Danny lifting his arms. One hand held it in place as Phantom explored
the teen's body, tracing his fingertips down his flat chest, along the line
between his Pecs, and then over his stiff abdomen, his white gloves sliding
easily over Danny's skin. His palm caressed the curve of Danny's hip, the
slight protrusion of his shoulder blades, and then came back to rest on the
warm pulse he could feel beating fast beneath the teen's chest.
Blue eyes flickered and broke away from the ghost's heated gaze. Phantom cupped
Danny's face in both his hands and tilted his head up so the sapphire in his
circlet shone like his wide blue eyes.
He looked so beautiful like this. His gilded queen, mild and pure. Everything
that was good in the world taken on human form. Danny didn't understand, didn't
know how much Phantom needed him. How he could never let him go, how he needed
to chain him to the wall so he knew his other half would still be there when he
came back from his nightly looting.
The darkness clawed at his insides and freed him from his inhibitions, allowing
him to do as he pleased…but it also left a hole, a deep emptiness that was
soothed only when he was tasting Danny on his tongue. He loved his life and his
new freedom, but he would go mad if he had to live it without his other half.
Phantom moved his hand from Danny's cheek and traced it down his torso, sliding
under the hem of his boxers, his open pants giving Phantom all the room he
needed to explore the part of Danny that only he may touch. Danny hissed
through his teeth, the organ responding to Phantom much more eagerly than the
rest of the boy. The ghost grinned, and a spark of familiar fear washed over
Danny's budding pleasure. He shouldn't want this, but he did…this time he would
use it, though. Just this once.
Closing his eyes, Danny let his skin shiver beneath Phantom's aura and allowed
the first traces of lust to seep through his veins, tickling his fingers. He
relaxed against the throne's back and opened his eyes, staring up at the
familiar face before him, his stomach twisting pleasantly when he met Phantom's
hooded red gaze. He opened his mouth, but what could he say? You have
permission to screw my lights out, please get it over with?
"I…" The boy licked his lips and rolled his hips into Phantom's hand, blushing
further when the ghost's eyes seemed to zero-in on him. "J-just this once…"
"No," Phantom hissed. "Never only once. You can't offer me this and only let me
have it once." He slid his free hand into Danny's pants, never taking him eyes
off the human, and traced one finger up then back down the underside of Danny's
cock. The meager amount of friction was only enough to give sparse tingles of
pleasure, and the human squirmed beneath him, his mouth pressed in a thin line,
trying to suppress his frustrated groans. "I want you every second of every
day, and I want you every way I can have you in as many places as we can find.
Even if you left me I would hunt you down, track you to the ends of the earth
if I had to. You're never going to leave though, never."
Phantom phased off Danny's shirt, exposing his shoulders. Red eyes flashed and
Phantom sunk his teeth into Danny's shoulder, pressing himself as close to
Danny as he could when the teen cried out in surprise and shoved against his
chest. Although the cry soothed the ghost, he growled deep in his chest, making
sure the human received the message. He still had control. Danny's life was in
his hands. Below his waistline Phantom's hand closed around his other half's
cock, feeling it throb against his fingertips in time with Danny's elevated
heartbeat.
Phantom pulled backed and soothed the dark bite-marks with his tongue. "One day
you will give it all to me," he whispered in Danny's ear. "Not just your body,
not just your freedom, but your very soul..."
Danny swallowed a moan and grabbed Phantom's shoulders, holding onto him as the
ghost's words bounced around in his head. "Gees," he said, a little breathless,
"you don't want much, do you?" He pinched his eyes closed, fighting the part of
himself that was rolling around in ecstasy like a cat would when presented with
catnip. He wasn't a possession, damn it… but he'd always longed to be wanted
like this, and Phantom was stroking all the right cords.
He hesitated a moment and then pushed himself to add, "You… you had all of me
once before…but we're apart now so why should I give myself up to you again?"
He leaned back and met Phantom's red eyes, forcing his mouth to form a
challenging smirk despite the anticipation and anxiety playing havoc with his
insides. "I'll…one chance, Phantom." He lifted his eyebrows and tilted his head
down so his bangs hung over his eyes and circlet. "If you think you're good
enough to own all of me, then prove it."
"You…" Phantom breathed, tensing as the challenge and its intent made his
strong will and his endless lust for Danny scream at him. "You're going to
regret those words, Fenton...when I'm through, you will never feel satisfied
again without me inside you."
Unexpectedly, Phantom pulled his hand away from Danny's aching cock. Both hands
grabbed his wrists and slammed them to the top pillars of his throne. Human
skin prickled with Goosebumps as green energy wrapped around Danny's hands,
binding them to the chair.
"—And all you will be able to do is sit there and take it, just like the good
little pet you are," Phantom purred, one hand grabbing the front of Danny's
pants and tugging on it hard. The sound of fabric tearing filled the air as he
spilt them down the crotch.
The boxers soon went the same way as Phantom's strong hands split the hem,
pulling the rest open and exposing Danny's embarrassingly hard cock, small
beads of pre-cum dripping from his slit. Phantom's red eyes burned as he took
it back into his hand and brought his hips forward, arm crossing behind Danny's
back. Slowly and carefully, he brought his hips forward, rubbing Danny's bare
hardness against his own clothed cock, the organ straining against the fabric
of his suit.
Danny bit his lip to keep from moaning, but his hips pushed against Phantom's
and a whimper found a way past his throat. He tugged on the restraints binding
his wrists and tried not to think about how vulnerable and exposed he felt. He
couldn't turn back now—Phantom wouldn't let him even if he tried.
"O-only if you can back it up," he said at last, lifting his chin. "We've never
actually…You're just as inexperienced as I am. You sure your pride's not
getting ahead of your abilities, Phantom?"
"Well you're going to have to be the one to answer that question…won't you?"
Phantom murmured, the sound of his suit unzipping mixing with his soft words.
His hand closed around their cocks and slowly began to slide back and forth.
"Experience isn't the only way to gain knowledge though. You obviously haven't
been paying much attention to my reading choices of late." He smirked at his
human half, leaning forward so their foreheads bumped lightly. "You didn't
think I would risk hurting you..."
Danny squinted into the ruby eyes at the heart of his vision. "Uh, r-reading
material?" His thigh and stomach muscles strained against his self-control,
bunching beneath Phantom's weight. "You mean you were reading about…" The boy
flushed and his hips rocked against the ghost's slow strokes a couple times
before he forced himself to hold still. "That, uh, e-explains a few things."
"You're lucky I have so much self-control," Phantom replied. He pulled his hips
from Danny's, his hand still lingering on his cock, and knelt between his legs
again. "There were so many good ideas in those books, it was hard not to wake
you up just for the sake of trying them out myself." He reached forward with
his free hand and eased Danny's pants down further, eventually giving up and
phasing them right off.
He propped Danny's legs up on the arms of the chair and nuzzled his thighs,
pressing his lips tantalizingly close to the curve of Danny's legs. The human's
eyes grew heavy and his breath quickened, his body responding to the signs and
sending waves of anticipation through Danny's veins. Phantom pulled back to
admire his prize as he peeled off the top half of his suit, his lingering gaze
focused below the beltline, and Danny sucked in a breath, biting his lower lip.
He knew what was about to happen next—or assumed he did—and as much as he
wished it wasn't true, he wanted it badly, his abdomen tightening at just the
thought of it.
"Wish you had a little less self-control," Danny murmured, a little absently.
He shifted on the plush cushion and spread his legs further up the arms to
create a wider gap between them. "What are you waiting for?"
"Bare fingers," Phantom murmured, pulling off his gloves along with the top
half of his suit. "I'd rather not let anything come between you and me." He
placed his hand on Danny's thigh again, the warmth of life seeping into the
ghost's fingertips, the human's skin felt like tempered fire that made his
fingers tingle.
Pulling his hand away, he grinned and rubbed his fingers as he willed some of
his energy into liquid form, his fingers growing slick with gel-like ectoplasm.
He rested his head on Danny's thigh, his soft tongue flashing out to trace a
long lick up Danny's aching cock. His slicked fingers prodded Danny's entrance,
and the teen jerked away on a reflex, but soon managed to settle back down,
biting his lip to help himself remain motionless for Phantom.
"I know you want this," Phantom whispered between a few more teasing licks,
"all you have to do it hold still and relax…" He pushed his wrist forward, red
eyes closing as he felt Danny's hot body clench around his fingertips.
"Easier said than done," Danny hissed. He pinched his eyes closed, making it
easier to relax as well as enhancing the feeling of Phantom pushing inside. His
ghost's fingers were cold and intrusive, but…the foreign, almost unnoticeable
zap emanating from his skin tickled Danny's sensitive walls, igniting a
familiar ache inside him that wasn't entirely physical. He licked his lips and
allowed the feeling to spread throughout his heated veins. "I'm kinda in the
habit of fighting this."
"You're not fighting it now," Phantom observed as Danny took the full length of
his fingers with a barely audible groan. "But then you remember the last time
we did this. The look on your face when it started feeling good was priceless."
Slowly, he began to move, enjoying every twitch from Danny as he eased into the
standard black and forth. "Poor innocent Danny. You had no idea how much
pleasure you could gain from letting yourself be touched like this…"
"Oh, s-screw off," Danny groaned, throat scratching at his words. "I just…I
thought…" He rocked tentatively into Phantom's thrusts and pushed the crown of
his head against the throne's back, beginning to pant through his mouth.
"Having fingers shoved up your ass isn't supposed t-to, uuh, feel this good…"
He wiggled and lifted his hips a little higher—if he could get Phantom to enter
him just right…
"And since when is Danny Fenton a master of biology?" Phantom snickered,
casting his eyes up to Danny just in time to get a nasty look. He closed his
eyes and nuzzled Danny's hipbone. "Here let me do it." He pinned Danny down and
curved his fingers, the boy's sharp cry indicating he had found the little
bundle of nerves. Danny's cock pulsed with arousal against Phantom's cheek, and
the ghost couldn't help lifting his head and taking his human half's cock into
his mouth, Danny's hardness almost unbearably hot against his cool tongue.
The boy arched, his spine curving off the throne, and gasped out Phantom's name
in broken syllables. The ghost closed his mouth around his length, and Danny
whimpered a moan, arms pulling uselessly against his restraints as the
tightness surrounding his cock sent his blood pounding through his veins.
Phantom pushed his fingers inside again, stroking that same sweet spot. The
human teenager swore and rocked hips indecisively between the two pressures,
tears gathering in his eyes as pleasure consumed his insides.
Phantom curved the tip of his tongue inwards as he dipped his head, tracing it
along the underside of the length in his mouth. A slight tilt of his head and
his forehead bumped Danny's lower tummy. His lips curved up as he reflected
that it was a good thing he didn't need to breath. Danny whimpered as Phantom
swallowed around him, and the noises encouraged the ghost to speed up. He added
a forth finger before the ghost switched to shallower and faster movements,
focusing on making Danny's pleasure constant. Trusting he was doing the right
thing now, Phantom relaxed into the rhythm, finding the process of holding
Danny close and giving him pleasure almost soothing, his eyes closing all the
way.
The human clutched the bounds tying his wrists to the throne, holding his upper
body relatively still while his lower half thrust into Phantom's mouth and then
pushed back against the ghost's moving fingers, rocking between the two. Long
habit had Danny biting his lip to keep from voicing his moans, but his body
spoke loud enough for him. Sweat covered his skin and dampened the hair around
his face and neck, the strands clinging to his forehead and throat. His thigh
and arm muscles trembled with the bothersome strain of holding him up while his
stomach muscles twitched pleasantly, alluding to the build-up tightening his
insides.
Without actually thinking about it, Danny lowered himself a little awkwardly
onto his tail bone and then hooked his freed legs over Phantom's shoulders,
crossing them behind his back and pulling his ghost closer. In response,
Phantom's free hand stroked along Danny's thigh, the fingers digging into the
human's leg as he pulled his head back, a thin line of saliva still connecting
his lips to Danny's shaft. He took hold of the base of Danny's cock and held it
still as he switched to soft repetitive licks.
Danny's inner walls were tightening around his fingers and Phantom huffed
softly, thinking Danny's usual stress was getting the better of him. Continual
callings of his name reached ex-hero's ears, but Phantoms was too busy trying
to make Danny relax again. A particularly hard thrust inside the boy, his
fingers hitting the sweet spot head on, and Danny clamped down hard around him,
crying out. Phantom's eyes snapped up to see what the problem was, seconds
before something hot splashed on his cheek.
Phantom blinked, his tongue flashing out to taste a little that landed on his
lips. It was bitter, but not unpleasantly so. He drew his hands back from the
limp body of his counterpart, red eyes narrowing as he realized Danny had just
cum on his face.
"No…that won't do at all," he murmured before standing up suddenly and pulling
away from Danny. His suit slid down so he kicked the bottom bit off, not caring
that he was now wandering around naked. His predatory smile returned to his
lips as he walked over to one of his piles of jewelry and bent down, his sticky
fingers shifting through the pile of gold as he looked for something.
Danny laid his head against his bicep, too drained to hold it up on its own,
and watching his other half rummage through his collection. He panted quietly
to himself as he tried to catch his breath, the small gasps lost amidst the
chugging of the train and Phantom's search. His body shivered every few seconds
as aftershocks from his orgasm reverberated through his system, but as each one
passed, Danny felt his mind regaining its focus.
A blush heated his face and Danny pulled his feet onto the cushion again,
holding his knees against his chest and crossing his ankles to hide his tender
entrance. It was a weak defense—past experience had beaten the uselessness of
this position into his head—but even a small amount helped ease the
vulnerability and shame that twisted his gut, replacing the fuzzy warmth in his
veins that usually proceeded release.
"Tried to warn you," he muttered, eyes downcast. His lips firmed a second later
and he started tugging against his restraints again. "You had your fun, now
untie me."
Phantom didn't answer at first, taking his sweet time looking over some jeweled
rings, brows furrowed as if in concentration. Then his fingers found the one he
was looking for, large and silver with a small sapphire in the center.
Finally remembering the cum on his cheek, Phantom wiped it on his wrist and
then sauntered back to his treasured counterpart. He leaned against the throne
and reached out to pet Danny on the top of his head, bushing the black hair
softly.
"Come now, Danny, don't tell me you've already forgotten what you promised me,"
Phantom murmured. "You offered me everything if I could make you sick with
pleasure." His fingers laced into Danny's hair and clenched, tugging on the
strands. "But I can't do that if you don't have the staying power to withstand
all the wonderful things I'm going to do to you." Phantom released Danny and
threw a leg over the human's lap, settling on his bare thighs. His fingers
found the boy's now flaccid manhood and stroked the tender organ with care.
"Good thing I have something to help you with that." He held up the ring for
Danny to see, grinning when the human blinked at the jewelry. "Little big,
isn't it? I'll give you a hint. It's not for your finger."
Danny's gaze shifted to Phantom's face and then back to the oversized ring. The
gentle touch on his cock, the words spoken, and the hungry look in Phantom's
eyes created a nagging suspicion in his head, but it was so outlandish Danny's
mind reeled away from it. "Er, what?"
Phantom shook his head, bringing the ring to his lips. His tongue flashed out
and wetted the inside of the ring. His eyes drooped downwards as he slid the
metal loop over the head of Danny's manhood with all the care of a man
bestowing a wedding ring. The human made a face and shifted in discomfort—the
metal was startlingly cold against his tender skin. Not that he wasn't used to
being touched by cold things—Phantom's hands in particular, scattered gold
coins in general—but it was also heavy for its size and wrapped around such a
vulnerable place…and he just really didn't like the direction this was going.
"I tested it out on myself so I'm sure it's a perfect fit." Phantom smiled and
twisted it so the gemstone was on top. It hung loosely around the base of
Danny's cock, the silver standing out against his pale skin. Phantom would have
liked to look at it longer but the ectoplasmic cuffs around Danny's wrists were
beginning to loosen. He reached up and dispelled them, grabbing Danny's wrist
instead to make sure he didn't take the ring off. "Just a little precaution to
make sure you stay hard all night. Or at least long enough to make you forget
all about Amity Park"
"I said I'd give you a chance, not a night!" he objected, trying to jerk his
wrists out of Phantom's hands. "I—no, just take it off! I can damn well last on
my own!"
"You just proved you couldn't five minutes ago!" Phantom snapped. "You
practically came as soon as my fingers were inside you."
The boy's lips thinned, but he didn't respond. Phantom glared at Danny for a
moment longer before sliding of his lap and resuming the spot between the
teen's legs. He leaned in and licked Danny's cock, pleased to see it starting
to respond to him again. He rubbed the shaft against his cheek, since his hands
were busy keeping Danny's wrists down. For now he could only use his lips and
tongue to tease.
"If you can't even handle a few fingers," he murmured between licks, "how can I
expect you to handle my cock?"
"Your…" Danny flushed to his ears and his eyes widened. "W-wait, I thought…" He
shut his eyes and shook his head, taking a few deep breaths. His goal was to
make Phantom cum, not the other way around. No matter how new—frightening—this
all felt to him, he had to lower his other half's guard. A… a few sacrifices on
his part were worth it if he could change Phantom's mind even a tiny bit.
Licking his lips, Danny glanced at the white-haired teenager between his thighs
and squared his jaw. "You know what you're doing?" He blushed a moment before
adding, "Fingers are one thing, but…I, I'm not a girl, Phantom. That, um…"
Phantom opened one eye, his tongue stopping mid-lick. A brief pause and Phantom
decided that Danny was hard enough to make removing the ring difficult. "That's
why we use lots of lube."
He grinned and released Danny's hands before standing over the seated boy.
Danny glared up at him through his bangs, barely flinching when the ghost
grabbed him by the necklace. His ghost half pulled him onto his own feet and
planted a kiss on his lips as soon as they were at eye-level. Danny jerked away
with a scowl, but red-eyed teenager supposed that wasn't so bad. Last time he
tried to bite him. Phantom pulled back and dragged the boy across the room by
his improvised collar, Danny limping unsteadily after him.
A sharp tug on his necklace and Danny fell face-down on the mattress where he
and Phantom slept, the ghost's presence towering over him. "Doggie style is
good for beginners," he purred. "If you are on your hands and knees, your body
will be more open to penetration."
Danny rolled onto his back and pushed himself onto his hands, legs pulled up to
his chest as he glared at his other half. "On my knees like a good pet, or
servant, or…whatever fetish you're entertaining tonight, right?" He scowled and
shook his head. "That's the part you care about. Just another power trip to
have me helpless at your feet…that's all you want! That's all you've ever
wanted!" Phantom's eyes seemed to spark, and Danny shuffled backwards, his skin
crawling as his eyes darted around his prison—not that he could run with his
ankle chained and…other complications.
There had to be a way to stop this. Danny wetted his dry lips and forced his
gaze to land on Phantom's erection, blushing as pre-cum oozed from the ghost's
slit and dripped onto the mattress. "Why…Why can't we…" He took a deep breath
and pushed himself onto his knees, hesitated a moment, and then crawled
awkwardly to the mattress's edge. Once at Phantom's feet, Danny sat back on his
haunches and grabbed the erection near his cheek. "I can just…" Another deep
breath and he licked the pre-cum off Phantom's tip, wide eyes staring up at his
'master.'
Phantom shivered visibly and threaded his fingers through Danny's black hair.
His warm tongue was more than welcome, especially after he had neglected his
own needs for so long, but if Danny thought he could distract him from his goal
he was very mistaken. Still, there was no harm in enjoying his pet's initiative
for a time.
He tugged on Danny's hair, encouraging another lick that sent a shock of
pleasure up his spine. A low rumbling growl and he decided he would rather be
lying down for this. He pulled Danny down with him and settled the teen between
raised legs.
"I know what you're thinking, Danny," Phantom murmured as the teen reoriented
himself, pleased when the human went back to his licking without prompt. "But
you're wrong..." He glanced down, biting his lip as he watched his pet work his
magic. "I enjoy having power over you because I completely and utterly adore
you, not the other way round." The licks halted as Phantom stared down at the
teen, the hand in the human's black hair massaging the top of his head
reassuringly. "Maybe one day you'll wake up and see how much you're cared for,
but until then I'll take being feared."
Danny snorted. "And maybe one day you'll realize lust and the will to dominate
isn't the same as love." Keeping his eyes trained on his ghost's face, the boy
nipped lightly along the ghost's cock tip, his teeth pinching the sensitive
flesh. Phantom flinched, jerking a bit, but Danny swept his tongue over the
abused skin and Phantom couldn't find it in himself to pull away. "I sure as
hell don't love you, but I do enjoy those times where I actually have power
over you." The black-haired teen smirked and then returned to teasing Phantom
with small licks, randomly scraping his teeth against the skin to further
assert his control.
The ghost twitched each time. He breathed deeply and relaxed into the slow
pangs of pleasure and pain. "I'll find a way to make you love me… I don't care
if I have to wait for Stockholm's Syndrome to kick in—" Danny took the head of
his cock into his mouth, a sharp gasp and a soft groan cutting Phantom off
before he continued, "I-I won't allow myself to be dependent on you, if you're
not dependent on me…" Danny's hand clenched on his thigh, but Phantom wasn't
looking at him anymore, his mind already drifting into a pleasurable haze.
Danny watched the ghost's ruby eyes lose focus and frowned. He removed his lips
from the cock, ignoring how Phantom's hips rose a bit in search of his mouth.
"It's not even like that, Phantom," he objected over the ghost's growl. "You
refuse to depend on me because you're a selfish bastard who's so afraid of
restraints he can't bring himself to surrender any part of his freedom to
someone else. It has nothing to do with me!"
Snapped out of his trance, Phantom's glare focused fully on Danny. "And how do
I know the moment I give you an ounce of freedom you won't run away from me?"
He pushed himself up on his elbows, brows furrowed. "All you can think about
that stupid rat hole of a town. You'd rather go back to that school where they
treat you like dirt than live in paradise with me!" He shoved Danny off his
legs and pushed himself onto his knees, glaring down at the human. "I won't let
you go back, though. Not now, not ever. You're my special treasure and I won't
risk it. "
"For the last fucking time, I'm not your damn treasure!" Danny yelled. He
shoved himself onto his own knees so that he and Phantom were at eye level,
glaring into narrowed red eyes that were less than an inch away from his own.
"Get it through that thick skull of yours, Phantom! I don't belong to you
because I would run away at the first opportunity. I would leave you. And I'd
run right back to that rat hole, right back to the people who treat me like
dirt because no matter how many things you smother me with or how many times
you try to brainwash me with sex it won't change the fact that I fucking hate
you!"
Phantom's lips formed a hard line, his eyes seeming to darken from bright red
to a heavy burgundy. He stared silently for a moment, his fingers clenching
into tight fists. Finally, he took a long, shaky breath and spoke, his tone
flat and hollow. "If you already hate me, I suppose there's no reason I should
keep trying to win your heart. I'll just take what I can from you."
A hand flashed out and squeezed Danny's throat, cutting of his air supply. The
boy gasped—or tried to—and clutched the ghost's wrist. Phantom's thumb pressed
painfully against his Adam's apple, his malevolent eyes glaring into the
human's. "We'll do this your way then. If you won't be my queen I'll make you
my slave."
He shoved Danny backwards, and the boy collapsed on the mattress with a cough/
gasp. Phantom leaned over him and lit the hand not bracing him above the human
with deadly ghost energy that he pointed right at Danny's head. "Get on your
hands and knees now or you'll have to try escaping me with one less leg."
Danny lifted himself onto one elbow and rubbed his throat, coughing lightly to
clear it. He glanced at the deadly energy smoking around Phantom's hand and
then at the darkened eyes staring down at him. "What's the matter with you?" he
demanded, his voice a little shakier than before as he shuffled away from the
ghost. "The mood's dead, Phantom, it's not happening!"
Phantom continued to glare as Danny backed away from him, the fingers nails of
his charged hand digging into his palm. Something cold and vengeful in his head
told him he needed to use more force. Danny needed to understand that playtime
was over.
He thrust his hand forward and shot the charge he had been holding at the wall,
the ball of ectoplasm hitting the wood behind Danny. The residual bang and
shockwave flipped the human over and landed him flat on his back on the
mattress, blue eyes looking up stunned at the ceiling.
"Next time I won't miss," Phantom growled. He seized the front of Danny's
necklace and hauled Danny up at eyelevel with him. "You do not speak to me like
that. Keep your mouth shut as I fuck you or I will tie you up."
He jerked his hand forward, pulling hard on Danny's necklace. The string
holding the golden bits together snapped under the strain, beads flying every
which way across the room and landing Danny on all fours in front of Phantom.
The boy shoved himself backwards and scooted away from the ghost again, but
froze when deep red eyes narrowed. Apparently further distance between them
wasn't allowed either. Danny brought his knees to his chest and bit his lip,
blood draining from his face.
Phantom's fingers laced into Danny's hair and pulled him close again, a sharp
cry of pain coming from the hapless human at the rough treatment. Phantom
deposited the shaken teen in his lap and ripped off his circlet, tossing it
away. One arm crossed over Danny's hips, holding him still as the other hand
found his cock, stroking it back into full hardness so the jeweled ring
wouldn't fall off. Normally when he did this he smirked and cuddled, but now it
was reduced to cold calculated movements.
Danny tried to pull away, but the hand on his cock flashed up and grabbed his
neck instead, squeezing softly. "One bad move and I'll slit your throat,
human," Phantom hissed, tightening his grip on Danny as he shifted beneath him,
lining up the head of his cock with the teen's entrance. "If you can relax do
it now because I'm not going to stop. Don't bother begging."
"Wait, wait!" Danny gasped out, his hands closing around Phantom's wrist. He
knew how much it would hurt from the very first time Phantom had begun
penetrating him with his fingers, but at that time the ghost had been soothing.
He'd shushed him and wiped away his tears, told him it'd feel better soon. None
of that reassurance was here now, and Danny felt his muscles seizing as panic
filled him.
The boy cursed and pinched his eyes closed. He breathed deep and tried to force
his muscles to relax again so his body would accept the hard organ prodding his
tender backside. Phantom gripped Danny tighter around his middle, power from
his glowing hand sparking over his fingers and across Danny's delicate throat.
Red eyes closed and he breathed out deeply, resting his head on the back of
Danny's shoulder as he pulled Danny down and thrust up.
The human cried out but Phantom didn't stop, hissing as he penetrated the semi-
prepared teen. The small amount of Danny's saliva left from his failed a
blowjob allowed him to slide in, but not without a bit of effort. Progress was
slow at first as Danny twitched and bucked, but after the teen was about
hallway impaled on Phantom's cock his movements slowed. By the time Danny was
sitting flush on his lap with the ghost's cock inside he was almost completely
still, save for his heaving chest as he gasped for air.
A few tremors passed along the human's skin with each breath he took. Due to
his shock or as signs of his muscles rebelling against remaining loose, he
wasn't sure. Each twitch of his muscles around Phantom's cock sent pangs of
discomfort through Danny's nervous system, but the boy knew trying to alleviate
that pain by shifting his body would only worsen the ache.
In the end, his desire to remain unmoving was taken from him as Phantom grunted
and altered his position beneath Danny, spreading his legs slightly further
apart so the boy fit snuggly between his thighs. Sparks of pain traveled along
Danny's muscles, bringing him to hiss through his teeth. His body kept shouting
that something was in there, something that was hard and throbbing and…maybe
pleasant, and Danny wasn't sure how to respond to any of this.
He bowed his head so his chin rested on Phantom's wrist, taking shuddering
breaths. There was only one thing he was sure about, and he held onto it even
as it brought water to his eyes. "I hate you…"
Phantom pushed Danny forward, easing him onto his knees, into the position he
had wanted to have his other half in all week. Given how he had earned it,
though, the reality was bittersweet at best. He took hold of Danny hips and
pushed forward again, regaining the inch he had lost while moving.
"I'll take your hate, Fenton," he murmured, tracing his fingers over Danny's
bare back. "If your thoughts are consumed with me then I've already won.
Whether or not it's with adoration or loathing."
He leaned over Danny and smiled softly, letting his heartbreak fade out to be
replaced with pure lust. His Danny, his pet, his counterpart. Warm skin, blue
eyes, and raven hair. Even if Danny didn't love him, he still loved Danny and
his own happiness was enough for the two of them.
His hips began to buck against Danny, the tightness wrapped around him wasn't
good enough anymore, he needed the movement, the friction...He jerked back and
withdrew from Danny, testing him out with a few shallow trusts. The boy fisted
their comforter, his breath hitching with each small thrust. His body fought
the intrusion by reflexively clenching each time Phantom's cock thrust inside,
but that didn't deter the ghost, only made him grunt quietly and push his way
passed the tight walls with greater force. The human bit his lip and groaned,
but gradually the pain diminished to a dull ache as pleasure began to register
and Danny's body stopped fighting the penetration.
After a few more moments, Danny found himself rocking into the thrusts and
clamping around Phantom's cock only once it entered, heightening the pressure
of being filled and making it harder for his ghost to pull out. Blood rushed
through his veins and made Danny's ears fill with a dull roar and his own
length throb with want, offset by the cockring that had become uncomfortably
tight.
"W-wait," he said. He tried to crawl away from Phantom, but the ghost's hands
on his hips brought him back in time for a particularly deep thrust that made
Danny's insides seize and his backside arch into Phantom's hips. "Ahh-ha! Damn
it, Phantom!"
Phantom withdrew the hand from Danny's neck and placed the palm flat against
Danny's shoulders, pushing him down even further until his face was buried in
the blankets. "If you're not opening your mouth to ask for more you might as
well not bother," he hissed, following it up with a grunt as Danny tightened
around him again.
He braced himself on the bed and leaned over Danny until his chest met the
human's back, trying to reign in control of his trusts again. He needed long
deep strokes to properly enjoy Danny's first time, fucking him as deep as he
could so he got used to the feeling.
After a few tries he adjusted to the new rhythm, noting how Danny's gasps
changed along with his pace. A little more force and Danny's whole body jerked
with every incoming trust.
Phantom's eyes flashed brightly, his chest felt like it was on fire but there
was no chance of stopping. All he could see and feel was the movements of the
boy below him. The boy who was giving into him, the one who would always be his
second half. Just thinking about it made his mind go blank with lust, growls
and inhuman sounds the only thing he could muster until a rough growl voiced
the words spinning around in his head. "You're mine now, Fenton. You can't take
this away from me. I hope you're comfortable, because I'm going to keep you
like this."
Danny turned his head onto his cheek and glared at Phantom's face near his
shoulder. Movement caught his attention and he lowered his gaze. Just under
Phantom's chest he could see the base of the ghost's cock pumping in and out of
his backside, watching as Phantom's front half bucked against his ass, and
Danny jerked his gaze away, flushing as heat rushed through his veins.
"And what is…th-that supposed to mean?" he demanded between gasps. "Just a now
thing or…" He cut himself off and buried his face in the blankets, groaning as
much at himself as from the now-pleasant sensation of Phantom's cock thrusting
inside him.
Phantom smirked. He slid his grip down to Danny's thighs and pulled them open a
little more, snapping his hips even harder into the now-willing teenager. "Let
me put it this way, once I get my teeth into something I never let it go."
He grunted and gave Danny a few particularly hard trusts, purposefully
extracting more helpless mewls from his counterpart. Phantom couldn't help but
think Danny sounded like an injured animal at the mercy of a predator, and the
comparison made his head go a little fuzzy.
"I knew you would love this. We've barley gotten started and you're moaning
like you've never felt anything this good before." His hand found Danny's neck
again, powerful fingers sliding over his jugular "Admit it, Danny, you love
this. Your body is betraying you; it loves me and having my cock inside of it."
"Ha…ha!" Danny laughed…or tried to. Breathless laughter didn't have the same
mocking quality he had been aiming for. "You…you wish!" A sudden hard thrust
drove Phantom's member against the outskirts of Danny's sweet spot, and the boy
collapsed on his chest again, his ass arching higher into the air as sparks
shot up his spine. Oh god, and that was just grazing it… Phantom's next thrust
missed the mark entirely, and Danny found himself chocking back a disappointed
sob. He was so screwed.
His eyes caught the pillow just a few feet away. Biting his lip, Danny wiggled
a few inches toward it and then stretched his arm out. His fingertips grasped
the pillowcase and the teen wrenched the pillow to his neck, burying his face
in the feathery cushion just as another close call brought a gasp to his lips.
He dug his fingernails into the pillowcase as his body continued to rock with
Phantom's powerful thrusts, but eventually he managed to clear his mind enough
to lift his head and respond, "You're just full of yourself, aren't you?" Okay,
so his mind wasn't all that clear…He cursed in his head and then added,
"Arrogant bastard."
"Impudent slave," Phantom growled back. "Just my luck you had to be my second
half…" His pace picked up rapidly as his lust mixed with frustration.
"Disrespectful, stubborn, heartless Danny Fenton…" Fingernails dug into Danny's
hips, leaving scratch marks in his skin.
He tilted his hips a little bit and the head of Phantom's cock hit the little
bundle of nerves that Phantom had shown him how to abuse. Danny cried out so
loud even his pillow couldn't fully muffle the sound. It was even better after
all the teasing, the sudden rush of pleasure making dark spots appear over his
vision. Danny let out a chocked sob and Phantom grinned wickedly.
The ghost continued pumping into him at that angle, repeatedly hitting those
nerves and bringing tears to Danny's eyes. He clawed at the pillow and tried to
smother his shameful cries, but he was breathing too fast, feeling too much.
Reduced to clinging to the pillow as his body became unbearably hot. Like his
veins had been lit on fire.
Danny tucked the pillow under his chin and clenched his eyes shut, feeling his
body tighten with each thrust. He rocked into Phantom's movements. The pressure
kept building and building to the point where it felt like he was going to
explode. But nothing was happening. There should be a release, a climax of
pleasure, but there was nothing except a build-up that just kept building.
Danny really did sob then, gasping, "Why c-can't I—"
Phantom's hand slid from his neck and rubbed Danny's back, his frustration
seeing some pay-off as Danny finally broke. He pulled all the way out, ignoring
the pitiful whine from under him. He rolled Danny over into his back and
snatched the pillow form his arms, throwing it elsewhere. He spread the boy's
legs with both hands and then thrust back inside effortlessly. Danny clenched
against the penetration and moaned, throwing his head back a bit.
Lowering himself on his elbows, Phantom hovered over Danny, working back into
his rhythm as he looked down at the spread-eagle teen. "Cock ring..." he
muttered, one hand tracing down Danny's tummy to the ring. "I told you that
this would be a long night."
He closed his eyes and focused on his thrusts, licking his lips and opening his
eyes again when Danny's vocalizations increased in pitch as he located his
sweet spot again. Face to face now, Phantom watched the changing emotions on
Danny's face, the way he brought his hips up to meet Phantom's thrust, the way
his body jerked with each wave of pleasure. It was so lovely… Fuck everything
else, at least this moment was perfect.
Had their bed been a spring mattress, it'd be creaking from the speed and power
Phantom was driving into the human. As it was, Danny's sweat-soaked back made
their blankets and sheets stick to his skin and slide across the mattress with
their movements. He couldn't hear the train anymore, but he could hear
Phantom's grunts and occasional moans above him and a dull smack each time
their bodies collided.
Phantom's hair swayed over his forehead, the ghost's unnecessary pants grazing
his lips, but Danny kept his eyes pinched shut and fooled himself into
believing his other half's eyes were green again. That they were back in his
bedroom in Amity Park and Phantom really was doing this because he loved him.
Yeah, Danny brushed his hands along Phantom's biceps and then clung to his
ghost's shoulders.
His insides seized unexpectedly, and Danny arched his spine off the bed,
gasping. But the pleasurable rush stopped suddenly and he collapsed back onto
the mattress, groaning. "No…" he moaned. "Fuck it, fine. Fine! I-I…" Growling
to himself, he crossed his legs over Phantom's waist and hooked his ankles
behind his lower back, propelling his hips up for each thrust. "P-please,
Phantom, I n—"
Phantoms lips sealed over Danny's cutting off his words. The ghost tilted his
head and kissed the human fiercely, skipping right to the part where his had
his tongue in Danny's mouth. His warm tongue met Phantoms' cold one and he
shivered in pure ecstasy.
He leaned forward even more, their chests bumping flush together. Phantom could
feel Danny's heart hammering away inside his chest. His sweat slicked body felt
hot and so vary alive, everything Phantom wasn't in such a lovely package.
He wrapped his arms around Danny, fitting them between his back and the
mattress and holding him tightly, focusing on how intertwined they were. This
was as close as they could ever be, and it just felt so natural, so right.
His hand slid off Danny's back and laced into his short hair, holding his head
still as he pulled back from the kiss before the human's need for air made him
faint away in his arms. His pressed his lips to Danny's jawline instead,
kissing down his neck as his other hand relinquished its binding hug to dip
between his legs and wrap around his swollen cock. The excess blood made the
organ ultra-sensitive and caused Danny to pull away from him at first before
the ghost grabbed hold and gave him a few gentle strokes.
Soon, Danny started rocking his hips between Phantom's thrusts and his hand
movements, not unlike what he had done on the throne. It was a good rhythm that
brought pleasurable sparks each time he moved, but this felt so much more
wonderful than before. Excruciating, but amazing in its torment. The boy moaned
and wrapped his arms fully around Phantom's shoulders, fingers gliding over the
sweat on his shoulder blades before one hand traveled up his neck and threaded
through Phantom's white hair. By this point, even the air Danny breathed felt
like it turned to fire in his lungs.
Phantom lifted his head from Danny's neck for a moment and stared down at him
for whatever reason. Blue eyes forced themselves half-open and stared back at
the ghost, the boy flushing when he saw Phantom's red eyes trained on him to
the exclusion of all else. Something snapped and Danny tightened his legs
around the ghost's waist, twisted his hips and threw Phantom's onto the bed,
following the momentum so he rolled on top of the ghost. He pulled his arms out
from under Phantom's neck and half-sat up on his chest, grinning at the ghost's
startled expression.
The white-haired teen's surprise made his thrusts slow down, however. Danny
shifted his knees on either side of his hips and then resumed their fast pace.
He lifted himself off Phantom's cock, dropped onto it with a moan and then
lifted off it again barely a second later. Essentially bouncing. "Wh-what's the
matter, Phantom?" he asked, still grinning. "Getting tired?"
Phantom smiled in return, quietly repressing his thoughts about how Danny
wouldn't have even been able to handle the pleasure given to him so far if it
wasn't for the silver ring denying his release. "Never," he purred. He grabbed
hold of Danny's thighs and thrust up against the downward rock of the human's
hips. "You're the fragile human remember?" he teased, grunting as his whole
length was taken in as Danny sat flush on his hips. It was odd to see Danny
looking down on him instead of up, even stranger to have him taking the active
role. Looks like he had been correct in assuming that driving the human mad
with desire was the key to winning his favor.
He threw his head back on the pillows and let out the moan he had been holding
back all night, a deep long sound of pure lust almost like a howl, finished off
with a sort gasp as Danny rolled his hips, hunting for his own pleasure spot.
The human joined in on the animal-like groaning as he found it for himself this
time, his rocking on Phantom's hips becoming shallower as he used Phantom's
cock to brush over the spot again and again, blue eyes rolling back in his head
and his grip on Phantom tightening to be almost painful. The ghost didn't mind,
though. His Danny deserved every ounce of happiness he could give.
Again, Danny felt his insides seize with pleasure and again he felt his release
halted by the cock ring. He swore and rocked his hips against Phantom's more
desperately, his hands fisting on Phantom's chest. The ghost's cock throbbed
inside him and he could feel his other's thrusts growing more haphazard. He
knew from his experience giving Phantom blowjobs that the other teen was close
to his own climax.
Danny groaned and started propelling his ass up and down Phantom's cock again,
thrusting his hips forward while pushing down so it continued to strike his
sweet spot. "Come on, come on," he panted. "Not yet, Phantom, please not yet…"
Both eyes were shut tightly now and Phantom grit his teeth. Fuck, how was he
supposed to hold on when Danny was tightening like that around him and begging
him so desperately? "I…I—" Phantom felt himself jerk, his whole body
tightening, the last strands of his self-control slipping though his fingers
like water.
He grabbed Danny and pulled him down, burying his cock as far as he could into
the human. He mashed their lips together as release filled his mind, his other
half's body clenching around him as cum filled and coated Danny's insides,
sticking to his walls and Phantom's cock like honey or…ectoplasm. Random spurts
continued shooting inside him, filling him further with the cold liquid, but
his body's heated temperature warmed it to a pleasant chill so each new shot
was like a surprise tickle. Some poured out and dripped along his crack, and
Danny shivered, biting his lip. He continued rocking his hips into Phantom's
after-thrusts, moaning a little when the cum allowed the cock to slide in and
out faster.
He knew it was a lost cause, however, and sure enough, the softening length
soon lost its rigidity and slipped out of his wet hole. The boy's hips
continued working a moment before they stilled. His body still felt unbearably
tight and unsatisfied, and fuck, he felt like crying. He groaned and lowered
himself on Phantom, grinding against his stomach. The little bit of friction
eased some of his discomfort, but not near enough. Cum continued to drip out of
him, and wow, that felt…strange against his raw skin.
But before Danny could wallow further, Phantom suddenly pushed him off, rolling
him onto his back. He dipped his head between the human's legs and swallowed
around his swollen length, smiling a little around it before he pulled back and
ran his tongue up the side, replacing his mouth with his hand. The mixture of
saliva and cum made his fingers slide smoothly and quickly, plunging Danny back
into the warm sea of pleasure.
"I would never leave you hanging," Phantom panted, obviously out of breath from
his own climax but also looking dead-set on finishing what he started. "I'll do
the work, just relax and focus."
Danny found himself leaning against Phantom's chest, his legs still spread and
Phantom's fingers prodding at his abused entrance. Open and slick, Phantom
found his prostate right away, drawing one fingertip over it in time with his
strokes.
He purred softly and kissed Danny's cheek. "Just relax and let it happen. I'm
right here…"
Danny whimpered and rocked his hips into the finger's movement, spurring them
into a faster pace. Phantom's tone and actions were far gentler than they had
been when it began, and Danny found his arms wrapping around the ghost's
shoulders, hugging the other teen to him so he could feel his other's core
vibrating against his chest. It eased the ever-present ache in his chest, if
only slightly.
He turned half his face into Phantom's white hair, his heavy pants making the
smaller strands dance. "It's…it's not the same anymore as…as…" He bit his lip
and focused on the pleasure, on the feeling of firm fingers stretching his
tight walls. He spread his legs farther apart and arched into them, wanting to
feel more.
"I'm here, that's what matters…" Phantom laced his fingers together, trying to
better stimulate the thickness of a cock. "You've been through so much tonight,
release will be like nothing you've ever dreamed, just let yourself have it."
He pressed his lips to Danny's shoulder and bit down softly, focusing on his
hand movements so he could go faster and faster. So wrapped up in his human he
didn't notice when his fingers began glowing with energy, sparks of power
flashing over Danny's sensitive cock and insides. But the lingering sparks
ignited Danny's nerves like embers, and the boy moaned, thrusting a little more
wildly. Phantom's latent power pushing deep inside him felt…wonderful. It
burned, but it made his body sing and that tight pressure in his groin pulse.
Phantom's charged fingers thrust against his sweet spot repeatedly, each time
making that build up grow tighter and tighter. He could feel his insides
seizing again, clamping around Phantom's fingers and making his cock throb in
his ghost's hand. His spine arched again and he bit his lip, willing the build-
up to finally lead into his release. He could feel it, right on the edges, just
a little more…
Phantom twisted his wrist, and pleasure explored throughout Danny's body, every
muscle abruptly uncoiling as his release burst free. His fingers clawed at
Phantom's back and his scream caught in his throat, unvoiced. His delayed
orgasm hit him like a truck, and his whole world narrowed to a sea of pleasure
so intense it felt more like pain. The force of his release made it past the
cockring, cum splatting against Phantom's stomach. Pleasurable waves continued
consuming his body, aftershock spasms traveling along his muscles. He wasn't
sure how much time he spent on Cloud Nine before reality reclaimed him, along
with the ache and fatigue. Somewhere in the mix of sensation he felt cold lips
brush his cheek.
Phantom's kiss was short but sweet, as if sealing some kind of deal. He pulled
his hands from Danny and laid the human on his back, both of them coated in
sweat and cum. Bodies vibrating with the thrill of sex.
Phantom's fingers found the little metal loop and slid it off even as Danny
whimpered against his shoulder. He held the ring up for Danny to see and
smirked when the human snatched it from his hands and threw it away angrily.
Phantom pulled Danny closer, their foreheads bumping slightly, eyes making
contact. "That.. was fantastic" he sighed blissfully, Phantom's irises shinning
a brighter green than any of the cut emeralds in his stockpile as one hand rose
to stroke Danny's cheek. "I love you."
The boy jerked away, frowning. "I…Y-your eyes…" He stared at the ghost's green
irises a moment longer before he blinked repeatedly. The color remained, and he
drew further back, his muscles tensing. "What, what's…" He bit his lip and then
asked, voice barely above a whisper, "Phantom…?"
The ghost made a sleepy affirmative sound. He responded to his name being
called by kissing Danny's forehead and murmuring a soft "Yes?" His eyelids
began to droop as he slipped into the relaxing state of afterglow.
Danny remained tense in his arms, his heavy breaths coming irregularly. "It's,
your…" Phantom's tone, the gentle kisses, his irises…A large grin stretched
blue-eyed teens lips. Before Phantom could react, Danny threw himself at his
ghost, rolling him onto his back as his arms looped around his neck. "You're
back!" he shouted in his ear. He held onto Phantom to him as tight as he could,
laughing. "You're back, you're back!"
"I'm what?" Phantom gasped as Danny clung to his neck, ectoplasm mixing with
cum as their bare bodies rubbed together. He hugged Danny back, unsure if he
was more pleased to see Danny happy or confused about why. "I've always been
here...we just finished having sex, I think I would have had to be here…"
"No, no, that wasn't you. Or, well, it was you, you just weren't, you know,
you!" Danny laughed nervously and held on even tighter, feeling lightheaded on
top of everything else. "You were under Freakshow's control and doing all kinds
of bad things, but you broke free somehow and now your back and we can finally
go home!"
"W-what?" Phantom stammered, "go home?" He fit his hands between Danny and
himself and pushed the human away so he could look at him. "We're not going to
run away together?" He looked shaken and even more unsettled than before, his
grip tightening on Danny's forearm. "But…but…I won. I proved I could make you
forget…W-we can't go back, they will take you away from me!"
Wrinkles creased Danny's brow as the grin started to fade from his face. "But
once we're back we can remerge. We'll be us again and…and inseparable!" He sat
up further on Phantom's chest and frowned deeper, ignoring the painful twinge
his spine gave and the liquid pooling along his thighs. "You don't really want
to stay like this…do you? That was just Freakshow's influence."
"You don't understand," Phantom asserted, shaking his head violently so his
white hair flew in all directions. "Sure we'll be together but then I can't…"
He trailed off, green eyes gazing up at Danny full of longing and hurt. "I
can't hug you, or kiss you or, comfort you when your sad…or…"His fingers traced
along Danny's thigh as he added the last bit on the exhale "…have sex with
you…" He shifted under Danny and swallowed back his emotions. "Freakshow. He
promised me. He promised me you if I obeyed him, all of you. I'm sorry, Danny,
I don't want to hurt you but…I can't…I can't live without you, without this."
"We didn't have a problem living without it before!" Danny objected. "You
certainly didn't want me like this the first few days we were here! I was just,
uh, a trophy then! Something to laugh at!"
"You can't hold that against me, I was just pulled out of you...I didn't know
what I wanted. I didn't know if I should hate you, or if I should care at all.
So it took me a few days to fall in love, how does that make it worthless?"
Phantom pushed Danny off him and backed away slowly on his hands and knees,
like a frightened dog."If you woke up scared and alone, who would you listen
to? The screaming boy or the man who promised you riches and guidance?"
Danny sucked in a breath and shook his head. "No, I, I don't understand.
We're…you were…" He ran his fingers through his disheveled hair, biting his
lower lip to hold back his tears. "You were supposed to want to come home with
me once the spell broke…the nightmare's supposed to be over…I don't want to
spend the rest of my life trapped here as your stupid sex toy!"
Phantom's green eyes shut tight and his hand curled into a fist. "I didn't want
you to be my sex toy either, I just wanted you to be with me... But you
couldn't even let me have that could you!" He squared his shoulders. "You
pushed and you pushed and you pushed. You said you hated me! I love you so much
but you never care!"
"Because all you seem to want from me is sex or blowjobs or to watch me
humiliate myself!" Danny shouted. "You can't say you love me when all this time
you keep saying how you just want me, but you never seem to care that what I
want is to go back home." His voice broke a little, his hands clenching. "I
miss Mom and Dad…they could be in danger this second, hunting ghosts that we
should be fighting, but all you care about is yourself and trapping me here
with you so you'll have a safe and easy time convincing me to turn my back on
everyone."
"Well, maybe I don't like sharing your heart with others," Phantom muttered
getting to his feet and turning his back on Danny. He walked over to where his
shirt had been thrown and handed it back to the human. "I wish you didn't have
to be so selfless all the time." Pants and boxers came next, dumped on Danny's
head like Phantom was making a pile of trash. He paused and sighed deeply,
kneeling back down to Danny's level. "If that's really what you want I'll let
you go…" Blue eyes lit up, but Phantom glare crushed the spark of hope. "But if
you turn your back on me now, Danny, I swear I'm never coming back and I'm not
going to help you leave me. If you walk away you do it on your own, without me.
You've depended on me for too long. If you want to be rid of my influence
you'll have to learn to survive on your own without ghost powers."
Danny dumped the clothes onto his lap and returned the glare, his jaw
clenching. "That's not much of a choice at all," he spat. "We're supposed to
stay together! Y-you said…"
Tears gathered in his eyes, and he bit his lip harshly to keep them at bay. He
had made a point throughout this nightmare not to cry in front of Phantom, a
goal that was usually easy to maintain since his bouts of homesickness struck
the most when the ghost was out looting and no one was around to distract him
from his loneliness. He wasn't about to break now just because the hope he'd
been holding onto all this time had been crushed. Even after all the times
Phantom swore to never let him go…
"I…I wanted us to return home together…" he said after a moment, his fists
clenching. "But if you're too afraid to even try, then fine. Fine! I can find
my way home without you, it's not like I haven't planned a million and one ways
to escape since you chained me in here." He stretched his chained ankle towards
Phantom, glaring. "Don't expect me to come crawling back. I'm not as weak as
you'd like me to be."
"I know, you'll find your way home safe, if I doubted that I wouldn't let you
leave…" He reached out to Danny and cupped his cheek, smiling sadly. "But I
can't stand to be around you, not if I'm not allowed to have you. I'd rather go
without than have to watch you every day and never get to touch."
He jerked away as if he had been stung by the very idea. He turned his back on
Danny and spotted the discarded circlet that he had given his human. Phantom
picked it up and held the gold and gem coated jewelry out to his human half.
"You can stay here and be my queen or you can leave when the train arrives in
the next city tomorrow night. You have to decide what matters more to you. Your
second half or your old normal life. "
Danny glanced at the offered crown and then looked up at Phantom's green eyes.
A thrill went up his spine each time he saw those emerald irises. His ghost
half was back and sane, even if he no longer shared the same wants as him.
Finally, after all this time.
Something had happened tonight that had allowed Phantom to regain his freedom,
something about Danny… if he left, would that change? Freakshow and his minions
were just a few carts away. The only thing standing between them and Phantom's
free will was Danny. How could he leave when that would mean abandoning his
other half to being a prisoner again? But then, how could he stay and sacrifice
himself to this imprisonment?
Danny frowned and shook his head. "No, this isn't just about me. You're making
a decision tonight just as much as I am." He climbed awkwardly to his feet,
swaying as his legs trembled beneath his weight. The ache in his lower spine
screamed at his movement, and Danny winced, hissing through his teeth.
He braced his shoulder against the wall and met Phantom's gaze again. "If…I'm
not…" He licked his lips, trying to frame the thoughts in his head into words.
"I…don't hate you, Phantom." He sighed and rubbed his neck, flushing. "I like
you, okay? Not…not to the extreme you like me, I guess, but I don't think I'd
like merging back either. And if it's possible for one of us to fall in love
with the other, it's not impossible for that other one to fall too, right? I
just, I need time. If…If I'd be willing to give us a chance, would you be
willing to come back with me? "
"Define what you mean by 'a chance'. Would we still be allowed to have sex? Or
do we start as if we've just met…would you even let me share your life? Or
would you just put me in a thermos or sick your parents on me?" He stepped
closer and slid his arms around Danny's hips, eyes meeting in an intense stare.
"I would be giving up my unlimited access to you, so you would have to make
time for me. Could you do that?"
Danny grabbed his shoulders and shifted his weight so he was leaning on Phantom
instead. "It'd be like any other relationship, I guess. I mean, we've never had
one before, but you're supposed to devote your free time to the other person,
right? And…" He blushed. "I'm, uh…you kind of spoiled me with the sex…I don't
think I'd make it through puberty without you, so…" He laughed nervously and
rubbed his neck. "M-mom and Dad wear earplugs…"
Phantom purred and nuzzled into Danny's shoulder, holding him close, "That's
good, at least I managed to addict you to me." He took the crown from Danny's
hand and placed it on the human's head, smiling in satisfaction. "Still don't
mistake my cravings for disregard for your own wellbeing; at least not anymore…
Promise to never call yourself my sex toy again and you have yourself a deal."
"R-really?" Danny asked, the huge grin from before returning to his face,
excitement once again buzzing through him. "And we'll go back home?" He
practically vibrated in Phantom's arms when the ghost nodded slowly. "Yes, yes,
yes! Let's leave now! We can—" The train cart jerked and the two boys fell
against the wall, Danny hissing in pain as his raw ass collided with the
barrier. "O-or tomorrow," he finished weakly. "T-tomorrow's good…"
Phantom chuckled and kissed Danny's forehead. "A wise choice. I think you need
some sleep, and if I leave with the others ghosts on a looting run it will take
longer for them to clue in and come after us…" Phantom mused, already planning
ahead to the escape. "Still, it would be a shame to leave everything
behind…especially since you look so nice in some of these." He stooped down and
picked up a few more necklaces, looping them around Danny's neck. "Can't I at
least keep some of my hoard?"
He let go of Danny for a moment and shifted though the carpet of gold coins,
grinning when he found another cockring, much like the first one but in gold
instead. "You have to let me keep at least one of these…maybe two or three…"
Danny lowered himself onto his knees on the mattress, distributing half his
weight onto his hands, and glared at the metal loop, shivering in remembrance.
"I'd rather you didn't take a few things. If you make a smaller hoard, you
might be tempted to build on it. Besides, this stuff is all stolen. It'd be
better if we could expose Freakshow to the police and free the other ghosts…"
"Two cockrings, and our crowns," Phantom decided. He knelt down and pounced on
Danny, pulling him down to the bed with him. "We can even drop off some of the
stolen loot at the police station and tell them where to look. Will that please
Mr. Goody Two-Shoes?'
Danny huffed at the nickname but shifted into a more comfortable position
against his ghost half. "For now, I guess. The police can't do anything with
the ghosts protecting him. And this isn't Amity Park so they won't take a ghost
threat seriously. But, yeah, worry about that tomorrow."
Danny chewed on his lip a moment before he wrapped an arm around Phantom's
waist and fit his head beneath his chin. Phantom opened one eye and groped
around for the metal chain, forcing it into intangibility and then pulling it
off of Danny's leg. The human mumbled something against his collar bone and
pulled his legs up, curling into a ball against the ghost's chest. A few
shivers from Danny reminded Phantom to pull the blanket over them, the warmth
halting the trembling. The train rocked gently beneath them, it's constant
chugging lulling them further to sleep.
"…I'm not wearing one of those rings again, Phantom."
"We'll see about that."
End Notes
     A/N It was either a happy wrap up or an open ending that would leave
     readers hanging. We decided at the last second to go with a happy
     ending. Apologies to anyone who experienced whiplash…This started out
     as a random RP for a picture Trance drew.
     It was just supposed to be a short thing, but then it escalated from
     a simple Evil!PhantomxDanny argument to the longest lemon scene we've
     ever written, toping even Incubus. Not sure what else to say about,
     we'll just let you guys come to your own conclusions.
     (Link to picture: deviantart . com /art/ The-Brightest-Gem-332903336
     )
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