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Mirror of the Heart	By : BlueBlaze25 Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > Slash - Male/Male Views: 12361 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Mirror of the Heart
Author: BlueBlaze (Blueblazer.25@Comcast.net)
Summary: Danny’s ghost side gets a mind (and body) of his own. Plot ensues, with yaoi results
Pairing(s): Ghost Danny/Danny
Warnings: M/M, yaoi, minor (Danny's 14 ), and Lemon (oral and anal) in future chapters
Feedback: Please?
Author Notes: Inspired by Harnia’s review for ‘Mirror of the Heart’ (and I quote):
“Gah Stop torturing me and have Danny chained onto a bed with hot passionate sex PLEASE
I swear, sugar rush is not always the best thing.
Love,
Harnia.
PS: I wish of you to inform me when the next chapter of this sinfully delicious story is installed. ;)”
Know what? I hate you for tempting my ego.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Danny Phantom or its characters. They are property of Butch Hartman, and not me. Anything else, other names, characters, products, etc used in this fic are not mine and are property of their respectful owners. I am also making no money off this fic.

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Chapter XXX: PWP Galore [1]

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He always longed for Danny.

He’d go through hell and high water, twice, just for the taste of his sweet lips, the touch of his smooth skin, the sound of his soft pants, the lust in his eyes as he took him.

God, he needed him.

“Nnnn... Danny...” he moaned. One arm covered his eyes, the other laid lazily across his stomach. He could see Danny behind his eyelids; his jet black hair and sparkling blue eyes. His taunt but lean body and a sexy ass to boot.[2]

Unconsciously, his hand moved lower, stroking the inside if his thigh through his spandex. He gasped, his other hand gripped tighter. He bit down into the excess fabric of his glove, fearing he might shatter his clenching teeth. His hand slid up to his growing erection, trapped under his black pants.

“God,” he started panting, as his fingertips barely brushed his arousal. He fluttered his green eyes shut as he snaked into his pants and around his pulsing length. He gave a tentative squeeze, and shuddered at the pleasure that it gave.

He needed more.

He arched his back and he stroked harder, seeing Danny, sweat glistening on his brow, panting through parted lips with glossed-over eyes filled with lust. He groaned, biting harder into his glove. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, as he pumped himself wildly.

“Danny ” came his muffled scream, as something inside him snapped. His climax hit him hard, leaving him to see nothing but white. When his vision returned, although somewhat hazed, he let go of his glove and softening member, and faded into a distant slumber, with the word, ‘Danny’ still on his lips.[3]

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How long had he craved Danny?

How long had he wanted to tie the youth down and ravish him?

How long had he wanted to kiss his tears away?

How long had he wanted to take him?

How long had he wanted Danny Fenton?

Forever, it felt like.

Forever he wanted Danny, and forever he wanted to keep him.[4]

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The object of his desires was there, waiting for him. He smiled viciously, but the teen never saw. He advanced, never taking his eyes off him. Danny’s blue eyes filled with tears and fright, unable to wipe them away, and unable to hide them.

Danny’s arms were tied behind him, binding him to the headboard. Soon, he was over Danny, his white hair meshed with black.

“W-wha...?” he tried to make out, tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.

“Shhh.... everything will be alright now,” he comforted, dipping his head to lick the salty tears. Danny blinked, taken aback. “Who-?” he tried to ask, but cut himself off when a pair of green eyes stared into his own. They seemed to pierce themselves right into his very soul. He took this opportunity to capture Danny’s lips.

They were better than anything he could ever have imagined; sweeter than honey and with a hint of strawberries. Danny himself gasped, as he felt nipping on his lower lip. He whimpered and squeezed his eyes shut. He felt Danny tense up, and growled lowly in the kiss. He shifted, placing most of his weight on one arm, and lowered himself onto young Danny’s waist. His free hand lightly trailed down from Danny’s temple to his collarbone and then even further. Danny moaned at the feeling. He then felt the other thrust his tongue into his own mouth.

“Mumph?” he gasped, peering into closed eyes. Danny sighed, and fluttered his own blue eyes shut. The other smirked to himself, ‘I know you’ll enjoy this,’ he promised. He pulled away, soon gazing into a pair of confused sapphires. He nuzzled in the junction of his neck and shoulder. One hand slid under Danny’s shirt, and slowly pulled it up. Danny groaned, pulling his head back; the other smiled, glancing up and seeing how he was affecting the young boy. He yanked the garment over Danny’s head, but unable to completely remove it. [5]

Danny’s voice quivered, slowly glancing towards his alter ego, who was grinning madly at the newly exposed flesh.[6] He stroked an invisible line from Danny’s navel to his neck, sometimes lightly brushing over his pink nipple. Danny gasped, as they hardened to deep red nubs. Green eyes stared hungrily at them; Danny whimpered, not knowing what to expect next.

He sensed Danny’s unsaid fear. “Shhh,”he cooed, bringing his lips to the side of Danny’s neck. Ever so softly, he began to suckle the silky skin. Danny moaned, tossing his head back, allowing the other better access. A moan escaped Danny’s lips, arching his back. The other grinned inwardly, nipping at the flesh until it turned deep red. Danny thrashed against the headboard, groaning incoherently.

He unclasped his mouth from Danny’s neck, wicked thoughts racing through his mind. He pressed himself closer to Danny; (any closer and they would have to be either surgically removed or married (he silently hoped for the latter)) his gloved hand trailing the contours of the small frame. His emerald eyes turned up to face sapphires, both hazed with lust.

“Do you know how long I’ve wanted this?” he asked. His hand found the top of Danny’s jeans, and began undoing the simple button and zipper. Danny let out a soft moan, urging the other to continue. “So long, longer than I can remember,” he murmured against Danny. “You’re so beautiful.”

Danny felt his pants loosen, and his fear spiked. A million ‘what if’s ran through his mind, but they quickly melted away when he felt something warm and wet against his stomach. He felt Danny squirm when his tongue lashed into the navel.[7]

“A-ah!” Danny yelped. He quickly bit down on his lower lip, whimpering softly. Tears began to form in the corners of his blue eyes.

‘I can’t be hurting him,’ the other thought, ‘He’s probably just confused.’ He stopped right there, and pulled himself so he look directly at Danny’s face. Hesitantly, Danny opened his eyes, and gasped when he saw green staring right back at him, just a few inches away. “I...” he started, but was cut off. Not by words, but by the concern and a hint of regret that lingered in those emerald eyes.

“Shh, it’s my fault,” Danny’s alter ego said sadly. “I... I couldn’t control myself. I let my lust for you take over. It’s just...” he ended with a loud sigh, nuzzling his face in the crook of Danny’s neck. “I’ve loved you for so long. Forever it feels like. I just wish you could understand...”

If Danny could move his arms, he would have wrapped them around the white haired youth and embrace him lovingly. But because his arms were tied above his head (thanks to an unknown and omnipotent force [8]), he brought his head down, rubbing the snow-colored hair with his cheek.

The other turned his head, shocked by the reaction. He actually was expecting the exact opposite. He pulled away, looking at Danny. He wanted to ask a thousand questions, but he found all the answers in Danny’s eyes. In that one look, his bright azure eyes shined with happy tears; eyes that said, “I know.”

In that moment, his love for Danny Fenton grew a thousand times over.

He felt his own tears welling together. He wiped them aside, and smiled bigger and more lovingly than he ever had in his life. He knew he could be happy. He hooked his arms under Danny’s and shed tears of joy into his bare chest, embracing his love with everything he had.

Everything melted away; the surroundings, time, any doubts that they had, everything. Nothing mattered to the white haired boy, only that the Danny he loved was in his arms and smiled at him. He drifted off into sleep with a loving smile.[9]

Before he woke, the aroma of sweet-smelling bath soaps overwhelmed his senses.[10]

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And because I made all you really kind people out there wait for so long, here’s a preview of the next chapter!

And don’t forget to whip me into writing more!
~Blue

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‘This is so creepy...’ he thought. ‘I mean, how many people wake up next to themselves, literary.’ Danny sighed, not loud enough to wake his other, thank goodness, ‘Maybe its just my imagination; maybe this is just a side-effect to whole the ghost-accident-thing, or maybe school’s just starting to get to me.’ He shook his head, tying to focus at the matter at hand.

Or rather, the matter sleeping quite contently in his bed.

Danny inhaled deeply, gathering his courage.

He stretched out his arm, the other boy just out of reach, and paused. ‘This is so weird ’ he silently whined. ‘I don’t wanna do this, but I know I have to ’ Danny then started to quietly curse to himself. After another deep breath, he squeezed his eyes shut and, ever so slowly, his arm crept closer to the other body.

Suddenly, the body moved. Danny jolted back, tripping over his feet for a second time and landing squarely on his ass. Green eyes slowly opened. He groaned, lightly rubbing the corners of his eyes. He remembered his dream from last night, almost too well. He could’ve sworn he could see Danny’s face. He pulled himself up on top of the soft white sheets.

Wait... he never slept on white sheets. Not even sheets for this matter. Frantically, he scanned the room. It was lit and there were walls. He was tempted to say something cliche like, “I don’t think I’m in Kansas anymore,” but resisted the urge. His breathing raced into pants, but when he saw Danny on the floor, eyes wide and mouth open, he froze, and everything started to come together. Well, sort of.

The two stared at each other for a while, neither moving an inch. Finally, green eyes blinked and stuttered, “D-Danny?”

Danny swallowed hard, “Y-yeah?”

“What the hell is going on?”

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