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Danny grinned as he shoved his way through Vlad’s portal and popped out the other side.
“Hiya Fruitloop!” he announced cheerfully into the brightly lit lab.
There was a loud crack and a pastry-themed swear followed which made Danny laugh loudly. The twenty-four-year-old half ghost floated around the surprisingly messy lab until he caught sight of Vlad on the floor holding his head, having clearly been digging around in the bottom shelf of a large cabinet.
“Sorry Vlad. I should’ve known to give you a…heads up.”
The older halfa’s eyes flashed red as he glared up at Danny who grinned unrepentantly back at him. Vlad closed his eyes, counted very slowly to twenty, then opened them again to reveal a deep, irritated blue.
“Daniel, to what do I owe the misfortune of your presence today?”
“I am a gift,” Danny insisted, earning an eyeroll from Vlad as he got to his feet, groaning slightly as he did so. “And speaking of misfortune, what the hell happened to your lab, Fruitloop?”
“I’m cleaning, Daniel. I should think that is obvious.”
“Uh, I think you might be doing the opposite of cleaning,” Danny said, pointedly looking around at the copious piles on the tables and floor around them.
“I am cleaning out before I clean up,” Vlad corrected. “I realized I had a few things left over from when I…was pursuing different ventures.”
From when he was either trying to take over the world or get Danny’s mom interested in him, Vlad meant. Danny suppressed the cold rage at the latter idea the way he always had to these days. Not that the topic came up that often, especially given Vlad’s general embarrassment over the days before they’d made their Truce, but Danny was never one to let a wound lie closed when he could pick at its edges.
Maybe Jazz was right and I have masochistic tendencies. If I’m the one hurting myself, I can always control when it stops, Danny thought grudgingly.
“Well, don’t let me stop you from making a bigger mess,” the younger halfa continued with a winning smile.
“You already did,” Vlad said pointedly.
“Don’t let me stop you again,” Danny teased.
The older man rolled his eyes and phased through the table on Danny’s right. He glanced over as the younger halfa floated after him but clearly decided against commenting on the way he was lingering.
Vlad worked in silence for a time. The guy was the consummate loner even after giving up on Danny’s family, but it made Danny’s spine crawl to work in absolute silence. He had to have music or noise or something going on in the background. So, naturally, Danny decided to fill the silence by talking into it.
“Did you know Jazz finished her master’s?”
“Yes, I got the announcement in the mail the same as you did, Daniel,” Vlad sighed, as if the silence had been a wonderful gift that was now snatched away from him.
“Are you going to go to the party?” Danny persisted.
“I’ll send a check.”
“Vlad.”
“Daniel.”
“You should come.”
The older halfa actually turned around to stare at him.
“Why in Clockwork’s Tower would I do that?”
“Because getting outside would be good for you?” Danny tried.
“You do realize I leave this castle every day for work, yes?”
“I mean so you can socialize, Fruitloop.”
“I literally have to talk for a living, Daniel,” Vlad sighed.
“That’s not the same and you know it.”
“I really don’t.”
“Those people work for you, Vlad. We don’t.”
“Not for my lack of trying,” the older man said, a slight pout in his voice.
“Are you seriously pouting at me? A 50 something man?”
“I’m using my socialization skills, little badger. I thought you’d be proud of me,” Vlad sassed.
Danny rolled his eyes dramatically to the ceiling, imagining he was meeting Clockwork’s gaze, before rolling them back to Vlad again.
“You’re such a drama king.”
“Hm, it took you, what? Ten years to notice?” Vlad hummed as he picked through another of his piles.
“Yeah, yeah, you’re hilarious. Now what are you going to do with this shit?” Danny asked, poking at it with his tail.
“Strip them down for useful parts, sell what I don’t keep to Skulker, and destroy the rest,” Vlad said absently.
“Destroy?” Danny asked, startled.
“Yes, Daniel. Unless you want the plans for a giant ghost ray to land in his little hunter-y hands?”
“Eh, he’s not the worst one to have it.”
“You say that now, but I will certainly remind you of it when he actually builds the thing and comes after you,” Vlad said, the ghost of a smile on his lips.
That smile did things to Danny that were not appropriate for him to be thinking about a man 30 years older than himself so the younger halfa quickly snagged something out of the pile to fidget with. When Vlad saw what he had grabbed, however, the smile deepened.
“Daniel, I really wouldn’t suggest playing around with that.”
“Why? Is it going to stab me? Burn me? Electrocute me?” Danny asked, still fiddling it around in his hands as he finally stopped floating and touched down on his feet.
“No, no, and no.”
“What? No stabbing? A Vlad Masters invention?!” Danny demanded in mock horror.
“This was meant to incapacitate only, I’m afraid,” Vlad said, clearly trying to hide his amusement.
“Impossible. I don’t believe you.”
“It was made during a particularly manic episode so please don’t judge the fact that it wasn’t meant to eviscrate people.”
Danny peeked up at him at the words.
“You doing okay?”
Vlad immediately waved his concern away.
“This was years ago. Nothing recent, I assure you.”
Part of their mutually agreed upon truce had included therapy for Vlad (who had refused until Danny had also offered to go to therapy), and that had led to the discovery that the older halfa suffered from manic episodes which had not at all been helped by his obsession being completely out of whack. It had taken Vlad several years to find good balance for himself, but Danny thought he was doing pretty well during his multiple monthly checks on the Fruitloop. Not that checking up on the Fruitloop that many times was in their truce or anything. It’s just…it made Danny feel better. That’s all.
“Okay. But if you did have one-”
“I have people to talk to, Daniel. You don’t need to concern yourself,” Vlad said, his tone clipped.
Danny’s shoulders hunched a little before he quickly straightened them out again.
“Yeah, that’s good, Fruitloop,” he said, just as his fingers slipped into the grooves on either end of the device Danny was fidgeting with.
There was a distinctly electronic chirp then the metal fanned out and encased both his hands, making Danny jump.
“Uh, Vlad?”
The older halfa turned back to him only to sigh deeply.
“Did I not just tell you-”
“Okay, but in my defense, not listening to you is one of my hobbies,” Danny said, hastily cutting off the lecture.
Vlad sighed again.
“Give me your hands.”
But when the older halfa reached out, Danny tugged his locked hands away.
“Daniel.”
“You didn’t say please,” the younger man teased.
Vlad flashed red eyes at him.
“Give me your hands, please.”
“You said the word, but the tone was lacking,” Danny sighed, stepping further out of reach in fake disappointment.
“Give me your hands, Daniel,” Vlad warned.
“Wow, desperate much, Fruitloop?” Danny teased.
He was surprised at the quick flush that spread across the other man’s pale cheeks.
“Oh fuck, Vlad, don’t be mad. It was a joke,” Danny said, quickly stepping closer again only for Vlad to now be the one to back away. “Fruitloop, c’mon. You know I didn’t mean it that way.”
When Vlad continued backing up, he promptly tripped over a cable and had to catch himself on the table behind him. Unfortunately, that jostled the pile on top of it enough to make everything come sliding off onto the floor around them.
“...butter biscuits,” Vlad muttered as he stared at the mess.
“Whose biscuits are you buttering, Fruitloop?” Danny couldn’t help but tease again.
There was that flash of red across Vlad’s face again, and Danny hastily stepped back only for the boot of his hazmat suit to crunch as he stepped on something.
“Activating cube, Mr. Masters,” announced a pleasant female voice.
“No! Don’t activ-” Vlad began even as he lunged for Danny just before dark walls surrounded the younger halfa.
Danny squawked as they were abruptly shoved together as the walls sealed themselves together. They both yelped as the newly constructed cube hit the ground, wobbled, then tipped over, shoving both halfas almost nose-to-nose inside of it.
“Uh…oops?” Danny said sheepishly. “Guess you could say I ‘wrapped up’ my curiosity…”
Vlad just sighed very deeply.
~~~
“So…how’s your day going?” Danny asked into the dark.
Only the faint lines of ecto used to power the device and Danny’s own glowing eyes lit up the cramped space around them.
“Well, it started out with the unfortunate rediscovery of a device I’m now embarrassed to say I invented swallowing me and the only other halfa in existence up inside of it. So it would be safe to say that my day is not going very well,” Vlad said casually. “How about you, Daniel?”
“Uh, I didn’t invent anything that blew up in my face, but I did turn the invention on so I guess I’m not doing much better,” the younger halfa admitted with a sigh.
Vlad instinctively shuddered at the feeling of Danny’s breath hitting his neck which only brought the awkwardness they were both desperately trying not to acknowledge to the forefront of both their minds.
When the cube had trapped them together and then tipped over, Danny had ended up on top of Vlad. After some awkward shuffling around on both ends, they’d discovered there really wasn’t enough room to redistribute themselves. Their only choice was sardines-in-a-can or cube as the case may be.
Unfortunately, due to Vlad’s long legs, his feet were pressed against one wall with his back to the other. This left Danny with the option of laying on top of the older halfa or…laying on top of the older halfa.
“You know, I’ve never been so glad to be so small,” Danny tried next.
“You had a delayed growth spurt senior year,” Vlad returned immediately, like the guy just couldn’t help from arguing even despite the circumstance.
“Okay, yes, but I gained what? An inch?”
“You gained 1.9 inches in height. Chestwise you-”
“Vlad no!” Danny shrieked, and they both winced as it blasted them in the small space.
“Anyway, you did have one,” Vlad said after a moment.
“Not enough.”
“It hasn’t stopped you from beating my ass, now has it, Daniel?” Vlad said, amused.
“Well, no, but you’re easy…for me to beat! I mean, to beat up! I mean-”
“I know what you mean, Daniel,” Vlad said, then made the younger halfa blush by chuckling with that stupidly smooth voice of his.
It didn’t help that Danny’s chest was against Vlad’s so he could literally feel the rumble of the older man’s amusement as well as the way that their erec-
“So! How’s the company doing?” Danny asked in a strangled tone.
“Oh, you know. It’s doing well,” Vlad said, his own tone dropping down into something a bit huskier than usual.
In addition to the way they were pressed together, Danny had yet another problem. His legs had ended up straddling one of the older halfa’s legs. Yes, they’d tried to rearrange themselves. No, it hadn’t gone well. It had, in fact, led directly to their current predicament of boners raised high, and Danny desperately trying not to shove them into each other.
“That tells me literally nothing, Fruitloop,” Danny said, desperate to keep the conversation and distraction going.
“I didn’t think you wanted me to list the actual statistics for you, Daniel,” Vlad said dryly.
“Hit me with it,” Danny said, desperate for any distraction. “Wait, no. I meant-I didn’t mean-” Vlad’s chest was shaking again. “Listen here, you fucking Fruitloop.”
That only made Vlad laugh harder. Danny tried to glare at him, but his face was all but shoved into the crook of Vlad’s shoulder which made glaring very hard to do. He tried pressing Vlad’s neck out of the way with his face, but that movement just made the tenuous position of his still-trapped hands pushing on the wall of the cube behind Vlad’s head become even more unstable. Danny immediately stopped squirming, but that shift in position was enough to unbalance his sitting position, and Danny slid the rest of the way down Vlad’s long leg. The older halfa let out a strangled grunt as their erections smashed together, and Danny froze again.
“I, uh, I wasn’t, uh, I’m not trying to, uh-”
“Daniel, calm down,” Vlad said. “It’s fine.”
Which would have been a lot more reassuring if his voice hadn’t been equally as strained.
“I’m pretty sure this is the exact opposite of fine!” Danny shouted, his nerves finally getting the best of him.
“Alright, it’s not fine, but panicking is only going to make it worse!” Vlad shouted back, clearly just as tense.
“I’m not panicking!”
“That’s exactly what a panicking person would say!”
“I’m not panicking! I’m turned on!”
“Daniel,” Vlad said, very repressively, “I can tell that you are turned on.”
“Well, you’re turned on, too!”
“I’m single, lonely, and touch-starved, Daniel, what did you expect out of this situation?” Vlad snapped back.
“I didn’t expect anything because I wasn’t planning for this to happen!” Danny squeaked.
He tried to push back up Vlad’s leg again only for his hands to slip completely behind Vlad’s head and settle around his neck, sending them sliding back together again.
Vlad made a desperate sort of noise at the contact and suddenly both of his hands were at Danny’s waist, pinning them together with an uncompromising grip.
“V-Vlad let go-”
“I can’t,” older halfa said in a strangled tone.
“What do you mean you can’t? Just let-”
“I can’t let you go. If you move again I’m-I’m close, Daniel.”
Danny paused.
“...when you say close-”
“To orgasming,” Vlad said, voice more mortified than Danny had ever heard before.
“Oh…wow.”
The box suddenly got several degrees warmer as Vlad’s core began to react to the younger halfa’s judgement.
“N-no, no! I’m not making fun of you! Promise!” Danny explained hastily. “That’s hot!”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Sorry, that came out wrong. Wait, no, it didn’t!”
“Daniel-”
“Look, this isn’t anyone’s fault, okay? And we’re just two overly sensitive guys trapped in an unfortunate situation, right?”
“This isn’t making me feel any better,” Vlad growled.
“Okay, no, what I’m trying to say is none of this is our fault. It’s completely natural! So maybe we should just kinda…let nature take its course?”
“Daniel.”
“Look, I won’t tell anyone, and you definitely won’t be telling anyone you got stuck in one of your own inventions and got a hard-on for someone three decades your junior-”
“You can shut up now,” Vlad said repressively.
“But the point is we’re stuck here, and it’s going to be two hours before the emergency shutdown happens, and I, personally, don’t want to be in agony for two goddamn hours. So let’s just…do it, okay?”
“Absolutely not-”
Danny cut Vlad off with a pointed thrust of his hips that made the older man’s fingers dig deeply into his sides.
“Daniel, stop moving!”
“Please, please, please, Vlad, I need it so bad just say yes,” Danny pleaded even as he kept thrusting against the older halfa.
Vlad let out another strangled noise, and then his hands moved down to Danny’s hips, and he was shuttling the younger halfa up and down his thigh.
“Yes! Vlad, yes! God, thank you!” Danny shouted, not even caring it was right in the older halfa’s ear as he thrust with Vlad’s helping (hah) hand.
It took less than a minute for Vlad’s scent to flood the air around them, and that just made Danny growl even more with need as he thrust as hard as he could in the confined space and finally released as well. Vlad’s arms wrapped around him, keeping Danny pressed close. Not that the younger halfa wanted to or had anywhere else to go at the moment.
“Wow,” Danny panted into the darkness. “That was…”
“Quick?” Vlad asked, tone dry. “I know what my excuse is. What’s yours?”
“What’s my-what do you mean what’s my excuse?! I’ve been working my ass off to graduate from college, and learning ghost etiquette on the side with you, and then there’s making sure mom and dad don’t invent anything too horrible, and-”
“I’m sorry I asked,” Vlad muttered.
“And I thought everything would be great once I finally fucking graduated, but then I got dumped! Dumped on graduation day! Like, you couldn’t wait one fucking day for my high to go down? But whatever. That’s fine! I’ve been hiding at my parents for two weeks, and when I couldn’t stand it anymore, I decide to visit you and fuck my life over again and-”
Danny’s rant was cut off as Vlad’s hand dug into his hair and pushed his face forcefully into the older man’s shoulder.
“Shh, Badger, it’s alright. I shouldn't have asked. I was just…just trying to distract myself from the embarrassment. Don’t cry, Daniel. Please don’t cry.”
“I-I’m not crying. I just got stupid ectodust in my eye,” Danny lied even as the tears seeped out into Vlad’s shirt.
Vlad didn’t disagree. Just continued stroking through Danny’s hair while his other arm wrapped tightly around his waist, keeping him close. They stayed like that for a good fifteen minutes before Danny pulled his face out of Vlad’s shoulder. Sorta. He still didn’t have anywhere else to put it so he kinda just rested his forehead on it instead.
“Didn’t think this could get any more awkward, but I guess I’m just talented like that.”
“Would you like me to cry as well? Make us even?” Vlad asked, switching from running his hands through Danny’s hair to gently stroking up and down his back.
“God, no. You crying would set me off too.”
They were quiet for another minute before Vlad spoke.
“I’m sorry he dumped you, Daniel.”
“Yeah well…I’m sorta not?”
The hand gently stroking his back paused.
“Yeah, I know. I’m like, really upset about it, but I’m still glad it happened? Well, not glad, but I could tell it wasn’t going to last,” the younger halfa sighed.
“Then I’m sorry for that,” Vlad said softly.
“That’s okay. It led me to humping your leg in a box so silver linings and all that.”
Vlad’s chest rumbled again, and Danny shoved his nose pointedly into the older man’s neck.
“Oh, so that you’ll laugh about humping but not my amazing box pun?”
“Daniel, your puns are atrocious,” Vlad sighed.
“You laughed at them once.”
“That was years ago, and I was very drunk.”
“You were?!”
“Did you think my face was just normally that flushed?” Vlad asked, amused.
“Okay, see, how was I supposed to know? I was 15 at the time. I hadn’t gotten drunk yet,” Danny complained.
As they bickered companionably, Danny was silently dying inside. Or not dying, as the case may be, as a certain part of him decided now was definitely time to have a round two.
“Daniel-” Vlad began in a tone when the younger halfa’s interest could no longer be denied.
“It’s not my fault!” Danny immediately screeched. “I’ve got high libido!”
“Yes, I do remember what it was like to be that age and a halfa,” Vlad said dryly.
“...but you’re not, um, right now you’re not-”
“Daniel, I’m in my 50s. While I am, unfortunately, still very interested in this situation we’ve gotten ourselves into, it just doesn’t get up that fast anymore.”
The older halfa sounded…apologetic? Was Vlad actually apologizing to Danny for not being able to get it up again with him??
“Oh, uh, sorry? But it’s cool that you’re, um, still into it.”
Vlad snorted but didn’t deny the assertion.
“...if you like, you could do it again?” Vlad suggested carefully.
“What? Hump your leg like a dog again?” Danny groaned.
“That wasn’t exactly how I was going to describe it, but yes, that was the general gist of my suggestion.”
“This is probably hypocritical of me to say, but it’s just not the same if you’re not, um, getting off too,” Danny muttered, feeling his face flushing.
“Oh?”
“Don’t ‘oh’ me, Fruitloop,” Danny whined. “It’s awkward if it's just me getting it on in here!”
“What if I helped?”
They both felt the way the suggestion made Danny ‘jump’ in between them, and Vlad’s core began to purr smugly while Danny flushed.
“Uh, yeah, that would be okay,” he said, trying for casual and totally failing.
“Well, that may not be the most enthusiastic consent I’ve ever heard-”
“Vlad,” Danny complained.
“-but I’ll take it,” Vlad decided.
He let his hand drift down to Danny’s ass and began massaging it with those long fingers the younger halfa may or may not have had a few daydreams about.
“Fuck, yeeeeees Vlad!”
Danny moved back into the touch then squeaked and froze when one of Vlad’s claws ripped open the back of his suit.
“...too much?” Vlad asked, embarrassed.
“N-no!” Danny said hastily. “I just hadn’t gotten my brain wrapped around the idea of your fingers being up my ass yet.”
“Do you want them-”
“Yes, please put them in, Vlad. God, I want to ride your fingers so bad it hurts,” the younger halfa whined, shoving his hips needily against Vlad’s leg.
Apparently, begging was really doing it for the older halfa because Danny was starting to feel something start to stiffen against him again.
Vlad let his fingers trace down to the tear in the back of Danny’s suit then tuck under it and press against his rim. Danny had assumed they’d use saliva or something, but Vlad’s fingertips were already cool with the distinct gooeyness of ectoplasm.
“Fuck, you can use that as lube?” Danny moaned.
“I guess you’re going to find out, aren’t you, my dear boy?” Vlad all but purred as he started rubbing over the area.
Danny couldn’t help the way he bucked back into the touch then moaned again as Vlad’s free hand gripped the small of his back to keep him in place. Danny bit his lip as Vlad breached him with one finger, slowly stretching him out, and his breath started coming in short pants when the older man added a second.
“Daniel, I haven’t even hit your prostate and you’re already dripping,” Vlad breathed, tone full of wonder and lust.
“Okay yeah, but have you considered how hot you are? Sexy silver hair? Sexy stupid voice? Sexy stupid hands!” Danny whined as the fingers plumbed his depths.
“You think I’m hot?” Vlad asked, surprise filtering through his voice.
“Less being surprised and more sexy finger movement, okay Fruitloop?” Danny all but begged.
The resulting rumble of laughter made Danny shudder. It was Vlad’s evil fruitloop laugh this time, but god was it hot applied to the situation at hand.
“Hm, I’ll consider granting your request, Daniel, but only if you fill this cube up with your delicious little noises,” Vlad taunted.
Danny swallowed.
“I’ll, um, consider it?”
When Vlad’s fingers started to retreat in response, Danny quickly clenched around them.
“Okay! Okay, I’ll make noises, fuck Vlad, stop teasing me!”
“I don’t think you’re in any position to give the orders here, Badger,” Vlad crooned into his ear. “Now hump my leg again.”
Danny groaned but slowly started sliding his hips up and down. He whined a bit as the movement shoved the long fingers deeper inside him. Vlad let him set his own pace then began worming in deeper, fingers seeking, until a strangled cry from Danny made him chuckle darkly again.
“My my, Badger. You make such pretty noises in the dark with only the tips of my fingers to spur you on.”
“V-Vlad please. I need-I need to-”
He cut off as Vlad pointedly massaged at his prostate, and Danny instinctively buried his fangs into Vlad’s neck. He was about to yank them out and apologize, but a long moan ripped out of Vlad at the painful sensation.
“...of course you’re a fucking masochist,” Danny said, chuckling weakly.
“Takes one to know one, Daniel,” Vlad groaned back, twisting his knuckle inside the younger halfa and making him shout again.
Danny sank his fangs into Vlad’s neck once more, and the older halfa’s rhythm stuttered for a moment before he started yanking Danny’s hips faster against his leg.
“V-Vlad I’m close,” Danny pleaded into his neck. “Please, I j-just need a little more!”
He shouted again when both of Vlad’s fingers pressed against his prostate, and Danny unloaded on the spot. A frankly embarrassing noise ripped out of his mouth as Vlad’s hand left his hip and helped stroke him through it. When he was finished, Danny collapsed on top of the older halfa, completely erasing any distance between them.
Danny couldn’t even be embarrassed by the sounds Vlad’s fingers made as they slid out of his ass. He just wanted to feel them again, and he whimpered as they were removed. Vlad used his flame to clean them off before he tilted Danny’s head and gently kissed the side of his face, soothing the younger halfa.
“You’re alright, Badger. You did so well for me.”
“I’m not alright. I’m amazing,” the younger halfa said with a happy sigh.
Vlad’s chest moved again, laughing at his post-coitus high most likely, but Danny couldn’t find it in himself to care. His core started purring as Vlad’s hand settled on his back again and began slowly running up and down his spine.
They sat like that for a good ten minutes before Danny suddenly stiffened.
“... hey Fruitloop?”
“Yes Daniel?”
“So you know how the cube said your name when it activated?” Danny said slowly.
“I could hardly forget,” Vlad replied, somewhat dryly.
“I just had a thought…if this was my parents’ trap they definitely wouldn’t have thought about getting caught in it. But you made it so…”
Danny could tell exactly when Vlad made the connection because the older halfa suddenly tensed under him.
“...cube, this is Vlad Masters,” he said into the stillness.
“Processing voice…voice recognized as Vlad Masters. Hello sir,” the cheerful voice immediately chirped back.
“...cube, release both subjects,” Vlad said carefully.
“Deactivating cube. Releasing subjects, sir.”
Seconds later the walls slid open, and Vlad and Danny were suddenly sprawled out on the ground. The younger halfa quickly rolled off Vlad and off to the side, spreading his legs out with a groan of relief.
“Fucking finally.”
“I-I…Daniel, you have to believe me. I didn’t-”
“Hey, it’s cool. I know,” Danny cut the other man off, letting his still caged hands thump reassuringly onto Vlad’s chest. “I didn’t think of it either until just now. So…mutual idiocy?”
Vlad sighed and ran both hands down his face. They both continued to lay there, surrounded by the pile of inventions still on the floor, as the silence grew even deeper between them.
“So…do you wanna come to Jazz’s graduation party as my plus one?” Danny asked hopefully.
Vlad sighed again.
“...pretty please?” Danny tried.
“...why not, Daniel. Why the fuck not,” Vlad muttered, almost to himself.
“Okay, cool cool…since we’re, like, dating now can I borrow your shower to clean off?”
Danny almost panicked when Vlad started shaking only to pout when a chuckle slipped out past the older man’s lips.
“You have got to stop that habit of laughing at me all the time,” Danny grumbled, rolling until he was on top of Vlad again.
“And why should I, Daniel? When it has gotten me everything I’ve ever wanted?” the older halfa asked.
Bright red eyes stared up at Danny, their expression full of need and warmth and happiness, and fuck, that was hot.
So Danny ducked down and kissed him, long and hard and just as needily. Vlad’s arms slowly wrapped around him again, and then the older halfa was teleporting them onto his bed and pinning Danny down underneath him.
“My turn,” the older halfa growled, then proceeded to completely dispel the rumor that old dogs could not learn new tricks.