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Depths	By : Chickzilla18 Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1897 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Mortality
- 2-Fishing
- 3-Feed
- 4-Tough Love
- 5-Depths
- 6-Desperation
- 7-Deep Trouble
- 8-Virtually Proven
- 9-Troubled Intentions
- 10-Paradise Lost
- 11-Place in Hell
- 12-Stronger
- 13-Sacrafice
- 14-Face
- 15-Void
- 16-New
- 17-Student
- 18-Heat
- 19-Firework
- 20-Christmas
- 21-Ugly
- 22-Hysterics
- 23-Record
- 24-Visitor
- 25-Beat
- 26-Rights
- 27-Feel It
- 28-Hurt
- 29-Red Hands
- 30-Tempt
- 31-Poison
- 32-Law
- 33-Splash
- 34-Wet
- 31
- 32
- 33
Jack Fenton's lawyer sorted out papers to the left of him as the father twiddled his thumbs and waited for the FBI agents to meet him. He was in a gray room with no decorations, sitting at a plastic table in a metal chair. He had been told that he would be required to come in for questioning the day before, and as soon as he knew about it he had called his lawyer.
Ms. Harry Peter wore a gray suit with a red tie, but her appearance wasn't as sharp as Mr. Fenton's slightly miffed attitude, and Jack knew that as soon as the FBI agents walked in his slight anger would from yellow to black really fast. He couldn't tell if the bubbling anxiety in his tummy was from nerves or rage, but he knew that he would find out soon, whether he was ready or not.
"Remember," Ms. Peter said, "I'll do the talking. You may not have an alibi but with the nature of Mr. Masters's death, I doubt you'll be prosecuted for murder. He died via animal attack, and there was no evidence that you were ever there. All they're doing is investigating motive since the body was obviously moved by someone, which is considered foul play, but that doesn't mean that it wasn't accidental. They have nothing on you or your son but speculation."
Jack nodded, but for some reason, none of this comforted him. He didn't know what would comfort him at this point. Perhaps if they found the animal and some way that explains why the body was moved and where it was moved from, then maybe Jack could sleep soundly at night. Until then though, Mr. Fenton's nerves would be in the boiling.
When the door to the interrogation room opened up, Jack sat straight, looking agent Dunck in the eye and hoping that the man could smell his sour attitude in the air.
Dunck was followed in by Imagay, and the older man cleared his throat, "Morning Mr. Fenton, this should not take long. Once I am done questioning you, I will have Daniel Fenton in for questioning."
Jack nodded, pretending that this encounter wasn't at all frustrating or inconvenient.
"Okay, first let's talk about where you were on the day that Mr. Masters disappeared." Dunck sat down in the rolling chair across from Jack and his lawyer and crossed his fingers. He appeared to be tired as if he was getting bored with his job and was waiting for his lunch break.
Maybe they were just trying to get a rise from Mr. Fenton.
"My client was at home," Harry said, "waiting for his son to come home from his day with his friends."
Dunck nodded, "Did you have any idea that Mr. Masters had the hots for your son?"
The sound of the question and what it implied left a bitter feeling in Jack's brain. As if the ghost of what Jack would have felt if he had known before Vlad died was trying to rear his ugly head. Vlad was lucky that he was already dead; because Jack would have massacred him 10 feet into the ground before he could even look at Danny again.
"Mr. Fenton was unaware, and he feels terrible about not seeing it sooner, but he insists that Daniel's behavior is not of one who has been sexually assaulted." Ms. Peter spoke clearly and confidently, ready with an answer before the FBI agent was even finished asking the question.
"Oh yeah? Wasn't young Daniel rushed to the hospital after a suicide attempt? Doesn't seem to be the behavior of someone who hasn't been mistreated." Dunck nudged the fire of insecure and poorly checked rage rushing around in Mr. Fenton's throat, and the man narrowed his eyes. How dare he bring up his son's once in a lifetime moment of pure insanity? One suicide attempt didn't mean that Danny had been sexually assaulted in any way.
Jack wasn't about to admit to the agents that Jack had thought the same exact thing, but surely if Daniel had actually been molested or raped he would have come to his father about it by now... right?
"I hardly think that one suicide attempt from a hormonal teenager- who is actively struggling with sexual identity and over ten years of hard bullying- can only be explained by an assault from an overly obsessive admirer." Good job Harry, say exactly what Jack is thinking only calmer and coherent. If Jack had to open his mouth, there was no way that he would be able to keep his speech anywhere near professional.
"Fair enough," Dunck said. "Though I'm sure that you know by this point that Mr. Masters was definitely planning on hurting your son. When, where, how, and whether or not he attempted it before he died, is the question that remains unanswered. That is what I plan on questioning your son about when you bring him in, however, I want to talk to you about the cameras that were found. Did you know that Vlad was watching your entire house, every day since your son was 12?"
"Jack Fenton was unaware about the cameras, however, they have been removed and you still have all of the footage recovered."
"Correct. Though I bet if you found out about them you would have been mad, right? Even madder than when you found him in bed with your wife?" His sharp eyes stared Mr. Fenton down, gouging his every reaction. He had been doing this for a while, and he could read people very well.
Yes. The answer to that question was, yes. He would have murdered Vlad with his cold dead fingernails if he had found out while the pathetic man was alive. Masters wouldn't have lasted the day let alone the moment that Jack found out. His only regret was that he couldn't kill Vlad himself.
He didn't say that though.
"You know, our forensics team found that Vlad had a high number of elevated sex hormones seconds before death. Do you know what that means?"
Jack's heart stopped. Yes, he knew what that meant.
"Vlad was either just about to, or was already having sex before he died. And considering that the high school was the last place Mr. Masters was seen alive, I'll give you three guesses who he was with." The implications had fears that Jack had thought he had gotten over rushing back to the front of his brain. This changed everything, and the suspicions that Dany had temporarily laid to rest were now once again very active. If Vlad was horny and at Danny's high school, and the forensics confirmed that Masters was sexually active seconds before death, that limited the explanations to a scarily narrow point. Suddenly all of Danny's behavior was starting to fall into place with the evidence presented. His distant, twitchy, and secretive behavior was clearly a result from something... and Jack suspected Vlad's murder more than he suspected that water was wet.
"Now just a minute!" Harry said sharply, frustrated with the agent, "That doesn't necessarily mean that Vlad was with Daniel. There are many women at that school! He could have been with any one of them."
"Yes," Said the agent, "This is true. It's just so convenient that all of the footage from the school for that whole week was missing. I just find it weird that he clocked in as a substitute teacher that day, but he never clocked out."
"I don't find that to be all that strange," Harry said with a lifted eyebrow, "If Mr. Masters was sexually active, then all those hormones could easily lead to forgetfulness. If he had sex on his mind, then he wasn't thinking about clocking out."
Dunck just nodded before pulling out a foder that Jack hadn't noticed he had, "Okay, well, you being a scientist, I'd like you to take a look at these pictures and tell me if anything makes sense to you." He opened the folder, and when Jack laid eyes on the mutilated remains of Vlad, he nearly threw up. "Do you recognize these tooth patterns?"
Jack stifled his vomit long enough to look at the picture again, this time more closely. Behind all the blood, torn flesh, and shattered bone, Jack could see distinct bite marks. They were small, round, and the same size as a human mouth. They were strange indeed, but Jack recognized them immediately, but what baffled him was the fact that Vlad was nowhere near the sea and therefore, these bites shouldn't be possible.
"Yes," he finally said after he triple checked the marks, looking for any indication that he was wrong, but there was none. "I know what those are, but this is physically impossible." He looked up at the agent, "Are you absolutely positive that he was last seen at the high school and was found in a swamp?"
Dunck looked at him confusedly, "Yes, we are very positive. Why?"
"And you're absolutely sure that crocodiles and snakes were the only things living in that swamp? And that this is the animal that killed him?"
"Yes!" Dunck was the one frustrated now, "There was nothing in that swamp but crocs, snakes, small fish, and other amphibians. Just typical swamp occupants. Why? What is this animal?"
Jack did three more checks before he pulled out his phone, pulling up a picture from his photo gallery of a fossilized rock that was passed down for generations ever since his ancestor, John Fenton-Nightengale, discovered it.
He lifted his phone to show the agent, who gave the picture a puzzled look.
"What is that?" Dunck asked as he looked down at Vlad's remains and noticed the teeth on the fossil matched with the bites on Vlad's neck.
"It's the jaw of an ageless creature that my family and ancestors have been studying for generations. Until recently there was almost no proof that these demons even existed."
"Get to the chase and tell me what they are, Mr. Fenton," the agent said, "My patience is wearing thin."
Jack's next words left the agent unable to distinguish exactly how he felt. It was true that the animal was not in the record of known species, but the very idea of mythical legends becoming reality at that moment was... perplexing. He was unsure of how to react.
"These are the teeth of a mermaid."
...
Danny stared down at his plate, the 6 slices of beautifully topped and baked pizza giving the raven faith in the world. The first two slices of bacon and sausage didn't stand a chance as Danny scarfed them down, but Phantom was just glad that the boy slowed down after the 3rd slice.
Phantom smirked at the sauce covering Danny's cheeks, wondering how he hadn't noticed how much of a sloppy eater the raven was until now. The white-haired teen started in on his own slices much slower, humming at the food and taking time to really try to decipher the reason Danny loved pizza so much.
He couldn't see it.
They had gone to an all you can eat pizza buffet, and though Phantom quickly found that he didn't care too much for pizza, Danny seemed to be having a great time as barely ten minutes in he was already on his 2nd plate.
Phantom just stared in amusement as he chewed his own 3rd slice as Danny scarfed down bite after bite until finally, after the 9th slice, Danny finally gave up and drank down his Dr. Pepper.
"Do you think you've had enough?" Phantom asked, trying and failing to hide the laughter that started to shake his form.
Danny smiled and wiped his face with a napkin, "Don't laugh at me, jerk, I was hungry."
"Precious, eating 4 slices means you were hungry. Eating 9 slices is downright binge eating." The smirk seemed to be painted on Phantom's face as he watched Danny rub at his now full stomach.
The raven burped, muttering an "excuse me," before he set his empty cup down and rolled his eyes at the merman sitting across from him on the two-person table. "I am a healthy, growing boy. I also know for a fact that 5 years from now my metabolism is going to plummet, and there is no way that I will be able to eat as much as I want without gaining 50 pounds." He picked up his empty cup and stood to go get a refill, "I gotta eat what I want while I still can."
Phantom chuckled and shook his head as Danny walked off, and he sipped at his own Mtn. Dew. 3 slices of pepperoni pizza were enough for him.
They went to Petco after that, much to Phantom's distaste. He didn't particularly like animals, they never had anything nice or intelligent to say. It made Danny's eyes brighten up to see the numerous puppies and small fish, though, so the merman kept his mouth shut and went over to the aquarium while the raven spent his time fawning over slobbering mutts.
The goldfish were fat, and Phantom almost wished he could stick a hand in and grab one, boy did it look like a nice little snack.
He refrained himself, Danny had told him that stealing was wrong. He was still full from the pizza anyway.
Phantom smirked when the fish swam as far away from him as the small tank would allow it, as if it knew that he was not human and had just considered eating it seconds before.
The merman walked away after a minute of watching all the other species of fish currently captive in multiple glass cages, heading over to where he could smell Danny. The boy's scent was covered in the disgusting smell of dog, and Phantom almost winced at how putrid it was. Danny needed a shower as soon as possible.
Danny was giggling, and as Phantom walked closer he could see that it was because a small puppy, no bigger than a can of soda, was running and playing in his lap, tugging on his jeans in a game of tug-of-war, and jumping up to lick at the raven's face. It made small puppy noises that had Danny eating out of the palm of its tiny furry paw, and Phantom was horrified when he thought about the amount of dog hair and filth that was now all over to boy that he cuddled with.
The sound of his laughter was music to Phantom's ears though, and Danny's big smile was almost admirable enough to distract Phantom from all the nasty that was now covering Danny. The boy had always wanted a puppy though, so Phantom knew that they were not leaving Petco any time soon.
Phantom sighed and stared down at the tiny white and light brown bulldog in his boyfriend's lap. He supposed it was a little cute...
He still didn't like it though.
It wasn't till an hour later did Phantom finally get Danny to put the dog down so that they could go. Their movie started in 2 hours and they now needed to get Danny home to shower so he could be clean and less smelly for the hour drive to the drive in. Phantom waited in their shared bedroom for Danny to clean the smell of dog off his person. Already the raven had tried to step out twice -thinking he was done- but Phantom quickly stopped him because the merman could still smell the dog breath on Danny's skin.
Finally, after the third try, Danny was able to step out of the shower to get dressed with a satisfied merman spread on the bed waiting for him patiently.
They stopped at a gas station for both gas and to grab drinks and snacks before Phantom started the hour trip to the drive-in. They agreed to get hotdogs, Slurpees, cherry Twizzlers, and milk duds. They weren't sure if the number of snacks would be enough for a marathon of three, but there was a 20-minute intermission between each movie so they knew they should be fine.
Phantom had gotten a big black van that had three seats in the front and 6 in the back, so when he parked in a spot that had a good view of the screen, they put the armrests up and Danny scooted closer, putting the pillows behind him and Phantom and pulling the thick blanket they had brought over himself. It was almost spring and the temperature outside was considerably warmer than it was in winter, but Danny still needed a blanket for warmth.
Phantom found the temperature comfortable now, but Danny worried about when Summer hit and it became 90-100 degrees outside. Last year it had gotten up to 105 degrees. They would have to be very careful.
Danny quickly forgot about the impending climate danger when the intro to The Grudge started playing on the radio, and Danny looked up at the screen to see words playing to the creepy music. The grudge had come out almost 10 years ago, and the 2 movies that followed it were supposed to be just as good as the first move, but Danny had never seen any of them. Neither had Phantom though, so they decided they would watch it together. The could have just watched it on Vudu, but Danny thought it would be more romantic to go the drive-in when he heard it would be playing.
Watching the grudge proved to be a bad idea, Phantom couldn't stop laughing. There was nothing scary about a stalker that couldn't keep their hair out of their face, and Phantom didn't understand why people didn't just burn the house down. The idiot blonde at the end acted tough and smart for kicking over the gas, but Phantom didn't understand how she thought that would work. He would have bought at least 30 gallons of gas, doused the entire fucking house until every inch of it was soaked, left whatever was left ready to explode inside, and then set it on fire.
That was only if ghosts actually existed and this was a true story, though, which it wasn't.
Danny turned his head in amusement, creeped out by the movie but not scared much, thanks to Phantom making a joke about everything that happened. Then merman didn't seem to be able to control it, spouting dirty chokes and making the movie seem all around ridiculous. Then, after the first intermission when the sequel started, Phantom went nuts at the new main character; she was even more roast worthy than the blonde in the first movie.
The second movie was definitely creepier than the first for Danny, something about schoolgirl outfits, high school, and blonde bitches terrified him more than the actual ghost did. Phantom took full advantage of that fact, making fun and cracking jokes every time the blonde teen said something petty, bitchy, or egotistical. Danny felt like he was going to vomit that's how much he was laughing.
Phantom's smile was beautiful, and Danny was amazed at how differently he acted around the merman. With Sam or Tucker, Danny would have been sitting in a silent and humorless car, scared out of his mind at the movie, but with Phantom, he laughed at the horror.
It was nice, even though he wasn't getting the horrific experience of one of the scariest marathons in Amity Park.
The third movie was by far the stupidest, and both Phantom and Danny agreed that it was a bad way to finish after two generally well-produced movies, but neither of them wasted the chance to make fun of the badly made plot. Not only do they put a demonic curse in an extremely sick child with the hope that she will carry it for a long lifetime, which was stupid because the little girl was close to death at least twice in that one movie, but the plot twist at the end with the new ghost seemed over the top.
It was 12 at night by the time the marathon ended, but Phantom made sure to get out before traffic could get bad on the way out.
"You want to go to the mountain?" Danny asked when he noticed how pretty the sky was, his eyes reflected the number of stars that there were. "There's a cliff that's about a 100ft drop, but the view of this sky in that spot would be extremely romantic."
Phantom glanced over at Danny as the raven stared up at the beautifully decorated sky, but the idea of going to the cliff seemed more dangerous than romantic. Spectra was the only assassin out of 3 that Phantom hadn't killed yet. What would happen if she made an appearance at a spot like that?
"Sorry, pet, I don't think that going to a place like that with assassins after you is a great idea."
The raven sighed, "Yeah, you're probably right."
Despite the fact that Danny had showered merely hours ago, he still took another short one when they got home, simply because he was cold and the idea of standing under the hot water sounded heavenly. He made sure to wash the important parts again- out of habit, or because he felt dirty, he wasn't too sure. Throwing on a giant T-shirt when he was warm and dry was still more than satisfying though.
Not as satisfying as it was to watch Phantom come out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel though. The full human watched as the muscles in the hybrids arms and back flexed. He licked his lips and recalled how nice it feels to run his hands along that sinewy pale flesh.
Phantom was currently pulling out a pair of boxers to put on, but as soon as the merman pulled away the towel around his waist, Danny knew that covering up again wouldn't do.
"Phantom, don't put those on yet." Danny bit his bottom lip, taking in Phantom's appearance as if he hadn't seen every part of the merman before. He had no idea how one person could be so perfect.
The much older human smirked, his cock starting to rise at the raven's bold attention.
Danny's mouth watered, feeling an odd mix of shyness and determination as he beckoned Phantom to come over. He was way too far away. "Get on the bed, I uh- I wanna try something."
Phantom did as he was told, sauntering over and nearly making Danny shrink with the ravenous look in his smoldering green eyes. He sat on the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight, and leaned against the headboard. The position was comfortable, but crossing his legs was not what Danny wanted, apparently, when Phantom felt nervous hands uncross them. The raven pushed them far enough apart so he had room to sit on his knees between his thighs.
The merman held his smirk, unafraid to keep eye contact with Danny as he put both arms behind his white hair covered head.
Danny bit his lip nervously as he placed both of his hands on Phantom's bare thighs, "Uh, we both know I've never done this before, so... I might be really bad." He was suddenly very shy, and he broke eye contact with a bright red blush that covered his entire face. His worst fear was that Phantom would laugh or Danny would be so bad that the merman lost interest. Or worse... Phantom was pretty big in size, what if he choked?
"Well, personally I wouldn't mind watching you choke on it," Phantom said with that teasing smirk.
Danny couldn't help but blush harder at that, to which Phantom chuckled.
"Take your time, Precious. There's no rush," the soft hand in Danny's hair made the boy calm down significantly, reawakening the bravery to do and take what he wanted.
Lust dripped from Danny's pores as he looked down at the merman's hard dick just inches away from his wandering hands, and the raven hummed wantonly. It was long and hard and flushed and beautiful, though every part of Phantom was nothing but perfect. All Danny wanted to do was swallow him whole; looking as delicious as the merman did had to mean he tasted just as good.
When Danny finally found the bravery to wrap a hand around Phantom, the merman let his head fall back as he shut his eyes. The dim light from the lamp on the side of their bed was the only light in the room, but without being too harsh, it was more than enough for Danny to see what he was doing as he slowly leaned down.
The first long lick was shocking, but the second had the merman struggling not to yank the raven's hair down by those dark and soft locks. By the time Danny had put Phantom completely in his mouth and was gently sucking, the elder had already lost all sense of anything but the wet heat as he bit down on his bottom lip.
Danny wasn't terrible by any means. There was, of course, always room from practice, but the feel of the raven's hot mouth sliding on and off left Phantom completely at a loss for words for most of the performance. A few times, Danny choked, but the tight throat constricting around him felt so good that the merman wished he would do it again. His roaming tongue was sinful as it touched and tasted every part of Phantom's dick and the merman was so strung with pleasure that he was entirely willing to forgive the occasional scrape of teeth.
The raven didn't seem to focus too much on pleasing Phantom, mostly doing whatever made himself feel good. But Phantom was almost positive that, that was the reason the teen did so well on the first try. Danny had no idea having a cock in his mouth would be so exciting, but the feel of it gliding against his tongue and lips made him feel overly sensitive and like the slightest touch of Phantom's hands anywhere on his body would be overwhelming.
Phantom ran his fingers through Danny's hair appreciatively, "Good boy, good, good boy." his sultry praising rewarded him with a particularly hard suck to his tip, and he cursed.
That was it, that was all of Phantom's restraint, "On your back, take that shirt off too."
The command had Danny releasing Phantom from his mouth to do as he was told, and his oversized shirt disappeared somewhere on the ground just as his back hit the mattress and the older teen climbed over him.
The raven moaned lowly when Phantom pressed soft lips against his sore ones, as if he was trying to kiss away the slight discomfort. It was so sweet and made Danny feel so hot, that he barely noticed when the merman reached over to the bedside drawer for the little bottle of lube.
Phantom trailed hot hungry kisses across his jaw and down his neck and he popped the bottle and poured some of the liquid on his fingers. He spread Danny's long legs apart as far as they would go, licking and nipping at the soft flesh of his thighs until dark red spots appeared on the twitching limbs.
Panting and trying to keep his breathing under control, Danny's eyes rolled back when the merman started returning the favor, fingering him slow and deep as he did so.
The stimulation to such sensitive nerves forced moan after drawn-out moan to slip from the younger boy's throat, but Danny knew that Phantom was purposely avoiding his prostate. The bastard.
"Dammit, Phantom," Danny forced out a shaky breath, mouth dropping open as the build-up of heat tore him apart, "Ah. You're going too slow." It was driving him out of his mind, knowing that Phantom knew what he wanted but refused to give him.
The merman released him with a pop of his lips and smirked up at the desperate blue eyes that glared down at him, he chuckled at the frustration there, "Someones impatient today."
Danny's head fell back on the pillow with a tortured groan, but that's when Phantom pulled out his fingers and climbed up his body until their faces aligned with each other. Seconds after Phantom split the younger's legs further apart, he was pushing his way inside, watching every emotion fly across Danny's face as it contorted with pain and pleasure.
As soon as Phantom started to push inside him, Danny knew that he would not be able to hold out for very long. Being stretched so wide, and feeling the moment that the hybrid slid in completely was still one of the most incredible sensations ever experienced. No matter how many times they did this, it still felt just as liberating and passionate as the first time. The touch of flesh on flesh had Danny's heart beating harder, making him feel warmer. Loved.
Free.
Hot breath fanned against Danny's ear as the boy whimpered low and pleadingly, wrapping trembling hands around the merman's broad shoulders as his body rocked with the power of Phantom's thrusts. The bedpost knocked against the wall behind it in time with the rhythm of their movement, but the sound wasn't louder than Danny when his body was overrun with sharp tingles as Phantom started attacking his prostate with every push of his hips. The muscles that flexed and moved against Danny intensified the heat burning in his lower half, and the raven was unable to resist the temptation to suck a deep purple mark on the merman's smooth shoulder.
The older teen knew when Danny's hot cavern started to twitch that the boy was close, and Phantom lifted the raven's pale legs up over his shoulders to push in deeper as he kissed his sweaty neck. The new position not only pushed Phantom in deeper but had Danny clenching tighter, and as his moans grew higher in pitch with every thrust that brought the younger closer and closer, Phantom almost couldn't remember who was the siren in this bed. Phantom didn't think he could ever get enough of Danny, nor would he ever get tired of how pretty the boy's face got when pure, overwhelming, white-hot ecstasy flooded behind his crystal blue eyes and shaded his cheeks that beautiful shade of red as he came.
Phantom groaned as he quickly followed, practically forced into a rut by Danny's scent, his heat, the clenching, and the dirty sounds that left his kiss-swollen lips.
Panting and gasping for breath, Danny gazed up at him with glassy eyes as he basked in the afterglow until Phantom finally lost all energy and lowered himself to rest beside him. The merman breathed and turned his face to see the bliss in his boyfriend's eyes, sparkling like sunlight on rare diamonds.
"You're beautiful."
When Danny heard those two words whispered tenderly in his ear, he wasted no time in turning on his side to kiss Phantom with all the passion and doting that he felt for him.
The merman sighed at the smell and feel of it and shut his eyes tiredly, brushing a thumb under a closed blue eye. Those black lashes were way too long and soft for their own good.
The scent of Danny's love and affection was a calming one, and Phantom thought about how lucky he had gotten. If Danny had been any less kind or had kept hostile emotion towards him for what he did to the boy for the entirety of those months keeping him captive, Phantom knew that he would not be there. He would not be lying in a pair of soft adoring arms, he would not have a full stomach, he wouldn't know what it was like to truly feel human, and worst of all, he would have none of that plus he would probably be in a test tube or dead by then.
Instead, though, Danny took control and showed him what kindness was, and what life could be like if he only learned what humanity valued deep in the heart of those who knew compassion. It was crazy, actually, and shouldn't even have been possible considering Phantom's race, but Danny somehow accomplished it with flying colors. He managed to take one of the evilest, most sadistic, most dangerous and ill-tempered creatures that ever roamed the planet, and turned him into a human that wanted nothing more than to live long and happy by his side.
Someone get this boy a trophy.
"What are you thinking about?" Danny asked as he traced patterns on the back of Phantom's shoulder.
The merman smirked, his voice strained with how tired he was, "How sticky you are."
Danny choked on a laugh, and his body shook with the vibration, "Yeah, I should rinse off." He was already starting to get up. Immediately, though, the merman was missing the heat that contrasted with his naturally cooled flesh.
Phantom was already asleep when the teen returned to bed and snuggled back in their previous cuddled position.
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OMG... what a month. I dug a hole for my 20-year-old dog, fractured my finger, had my purse stolen, and I started work and school. Luckily, my purse is back unharmed, my finger is better and back in commission, and I'm ready to move on from my doggy's death.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I love this ship so much. There are only 10 more chapters left though. 11 maybe if one of them gets to be too long, I doubt it though.
Don't forget to vote, it's been a crazy couple of weeks for me and I'd love some support.
Danny: You know what else is crazy? The fact that the shit storm hasn't even hit the really bad part, yet.
Phantom: Were you supposed to tell the audience that?
Danny: Maybe not, but who cares? It will just add to the suspense and keep them on the edge. It's obvious the author likes to watch them suffer.
Phantom: How sick is it that shit still hasn't finished hitting the fan?
Danny: Very sick, the author really needs to cut the bull crap.
Chickzilla18: Hey! I love the way this story is going!
Phantom: Pfft. Yeah but the audience is going to hate you.
Danny: A lot.
Chickzilla18: *Shrugs* I have a corner I can huddle in.
Phantom: Huddle? You're practically going to be making love to that corner.
Chickzilla18: Shut up.
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