Danny Phantom Lemon Novels & Stories

His smile brighten up as soon as his eyes laid on me. “Wow!” he exaggeratedly muttered and looked at me from head to toe. “I’ve never seen an angel here on earth, Madame!” My forehead just wrinkled because of his corniness. “I don't think any angel has devil horns, Leo.” I immediately popped his bubbles. “A glass of Martini for you, lovely lady,” Leo handed me a glass of drink and I then sipped on it. “Have you seen a guy here?” I asked Leo the moment I remembered I will be meeting that disgusting guy named Damon.

I say compelling her. I release my fangs and bite her soft perfect neck draining almost half of her blood, she tastes so sweet like brown sugar and honey, I bite my wrist and feed her my blood to heal her neck "you walked out the back of the hotel, tripped going through the fence and passed out in the paddock" I compell her, then I vanish from her sight. It's almost midnight as I head back to the motel, the moon is full and high in the sky, the motel is small and disgusting, I've heard these kinds referred to as a flea bag motel, never really understood why.

My body shook at the intensity and after a few more minutes, his fingers were covered in my cream. Alpha Damon eventually let go of me. He withdrew his dripping fingers out of me and smiled at me. This time, he didn’t shove them in his mouth but mine. “You should also know how sweet you taste,” his shaky breath whispered. I closed my eyes with a weird expression plastered on my face. Who in the world licks their loads of cum? By the time I savored it in my mouth, my eyes snapped open. I thought it would taste sour and gross, but I was wrong. It doesn’t taste bad. Alpha Damon smirked. He cracked his fingers in front of me.

He sighed in annoyance as he spoke. "It's the last time for us to stop, if you want something you should have it either now or never." Everyone looked at each other including Jongin who had just come back and Lexia clutching his arm, Damontry trying to show her disinterest and not look at them. " Nobody ? " Danny confirmed again. “Well then not-.” "I want to relieve myself." Damontry raised her hand, to see Danny narrowing his eyes frantically against her. "From there".

I haven't met anyone yet outside the Crockers and some of the people who work for them, but I'm not as homesick as I was. Leo: I'm glad. Still miss you, though. Quinn: Still miss you, too. Leo: I was thinking-shit. They're coming down the hall, and Danny is yelling for me to get my ass out there before he drags it out. Help. Quinn: Is it terrible that I'm giggling? Leo: Yeah, it is. Okay, I'm saying goodnight before they find me texting you. Danny's so wasted, he might steal my phone again and send you selfies you just can't unsee.

I just stared at the Missing poster that someone or probably Gabriel had taped to Leo’s own wardrobe. "You look like you have seen a ghost, Danny," Leo said. He stood up, stepping into my personal space. He smelled like mint and something metallic. "How did you really get out, Leo?" I asked. My voice was shaking, and I hated it. I tried to look away, but he reached out and tilted my chin up. He smiled. It wasn't a friendly smile. It was the smile of someone who had just won a bet they shouldn't have been allowed to place.

He waved and bolted with Bickerman. ***~~*** Levon glanced down to Danny's still crawled-up form and smiled. He left him there and walked over to the refreshment table to grab them both two glasses of chilled goodness. They both could use a drink right now. When he returned Danny was less shy and now gazing at his lover, who sat beside him and offered him a glass. Danny barely took a sip before pushing the drink aside, his eyes still lingered on his lover. "Why are you looking at me like that?" His voice was husky. Deciding to have a little fun, Danny scooted over the grass until their bodies were pressed together.

“You remember a guy that would come in and see you when you worked? You would only ever really speak to him. No one else held your attention in that place, well apart from Dylan. This guy would order black coffee and …” “French toast with fruit salad on the side with streaky bacon and maple syrup and eggs.” I say, and his smile gets bigger. “So you do remember. I’m Danny. I have watched you for five years, Rebel. I have been in love with you from a far. I knew who you were when you started to protect me. It was never my intention to drag you into this and for that, I’m sorry. Dylan and I want to be with you. It is wrong for us to ask you to choose. We are all the same. We all want the same t

The phantom kept pumping herself on my cock, out a bit then in a bit until finally it was totally buried inside her. "Oh shit, it's so hot." Said the phantom. Lick me David, make me cum." Said Wendy again. Wendy moaned more as the phantom leaned toward her. Still totally surrounding me the phantom started rubbing her pubic mound on mine, and the moaning in the room increased.

I only nodded in response, unable to breath a word. "Beta Daniel let's go into my office and talk further." He insisted and left me all alone in the room for a few seconds before the friendly doctor came bustling in with a smile on her face and plate of food in her hands. My stomach grumbled loudly at the sight of food. I hadn't realised I was absolutely starving. "Luna, I hope you are satisfied with this selection of sandwiches. You need your energy." I wasn't sure how I felt about being called Luna but I guess it was something that I was going to get used to eventually.