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Themes: Ghost Sex, Rough Sex, Dom/Sub

Summary: Ember McLain sneaks into the living world to keep up on modern music. What she finds when she goes snooping through a coed's phone is text conversations about a certain ghost boy and video of his activities at a certain nightclub. After everything she hears and sees, of course the ghostly rock star has to find out for herself if its all true.

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No one ever expected a ghostly rock star to be capable of subtlety. But then, that was the point. If one spent all of their time in public being loud and, in your face, you certainly weren’t going to ever think they could manage to be quiet and unobtrusive in any other setting. As Ember McLain slips through the open ghost portal and into a deserted Fenton Lab, she grins wickedly and immediately sinks down through the floor, traveling beneath the Earth rather than going upwards and risking fighting the ghost boy or his ghost hunter parents.

Others would no doubt realize the portal had been opened soon enough, and once they flew through, they’d no doubt cause a ruckus that would draw Danny Phantom’s attention in the worst possible way. But Ember had found the doorway open first this time, which meant she got to get out and do her own thing for at least a little while.

And no, ‘doing her own thing’ didn’t mean ‘take over the world’ with her music. Not always, anyways. Sure, Ember was already working on her next album, and sure she still wanted to get revenge on the ghost boy and hypnotize the world into loving and adoring her. Honestly, she didn’t see anything wrong with either of these ideas. It wasn’t like she wanted to be Queen or Empress of the human world. She just wanted to be their biggest star.

Venerated and loved by all… what was so bad about that? She’d let most of the simpletons go about their daily lives once they were under her thrall. Not much would change, except that the celebrity world, filled with stars and the like, would suddenly be centered around one person and one person alone. HER.

Of course, Ember wasn’t your typical ghost. She wasn’t an old foggy, getting stuck in the past and never adapting. Nah, she knew that music was an ever-changing sort of thing, and that if she wanted to stay relevant and make songs that people would actually listen to, she needed to check out what new stuff the living was coming up with. If she could incorporate their new ideas into her music, she could make sure it stayed as current as possible.

Which was why Ember immediately headed for Elmerton, the city that Amity Park was pressed up along the side of. There, she heads for the local university, something that the small town where the ghost boy and his parents reside in is sorely lacking. College kids are the best source of current music in the human world, hands down. So obviously, whenever Ember is looking to do some research, she heads over to a college to check out the latest tunes.

It takes her a little while to find the right kind of girl. Beautiful and sexy… but with a streak of blue through her hair, showing off her rebellious nature. She’ll have the right kind of music. Smirking, Ember shadows the girl, the coed being none-the-wiser to the ghostly presence following her around. Eventually, it happens. The young woman sets her phone down on a desk in one of her classes, before turning to another girl and beginning to discuss something that had happened the night before.

Ember doesn’t pay much attention to their enthusiastic whispering, though she does note that whatever it is they’re talking about, they’re both quite excited about it. Instead, the ghostly rock star’s focus is entirely on the coed’s phone, which she’s not swiped off the desk. Slipping down through the floor into a supply closet right below the classroom, Ember hums as she opens up the girl’s Spotify app, taking in just what she’s listening to. 

The song titles are mostly familiar to her though, all stuff that’s a few months old by now, even a year in some cases. Has there been nothing new in the world of music in all this time? Eh, probably not true. Maybe the girl is just stuck in the past or something, not as keen about staying up to date on the newest trends as Ember is.

Its fine, she really couldn’t have expected to find what she was looking for in the very first phone she snatched. Letting out a grunt of frustration nonetheless, Ember closes out Spotify and opens up the girl’s texts instead. Might as well live vicariously through the rebellious coed if she’s not getting anything else out of this. Of course, the very first text exchange she opens seems a little strange.

i cant believe that happened last night!!!

omg, me neither… I got so many good pics tho! and some video too!

waaaat? share! share now bitch!

And then there’s a successfully downloaded video that’s already been watched, according to the phone’s interface. Brow furrowed, Ember taps the button that will let her watch the video too. Then, she settles in, staring at the low-quality recording with the sound off. The ghostly rock star’s eyes grow progressively wider as she takes in the sight before her.

Its an orgy at first glance. But at second glance, its much more than that. Because that’s the ghost boy. That’s Danny Phantom, who Ember also knows is Danny Fenton. But he’s most definitely Phantom right now, as he fucks a moaning young woman up against the wall, plowing her to his heart’s content as she writhes and squirms under the onslaught like he’s some kind of sex god. 

However, the most shocking bit is all the other freshly fucked girls lounging around the fucking pair… and then the camera pans back and around to reveal a LINE of young women waiting for their turn with the Phantom boy. Ember is gobsmacked. Her jaw is dropped open and she’s silent as she takes in the equally-silent video. She can only imagine what it might be like with sound…

Flicking off of the video, Ember looks to the phone’s galleries next. The pictures paint quite the image, as do further text conversations she reads from the phone. Apparently, Danny Phantom had gone to Amity Park’s sole nightclub, and he’d basically declared it ‘time to worship the Savior’s dick’ season for everyone there. The young women at the club had all JUMPED at the chance, from the looks of things.

Ember found herself considering this information, as well as the profuse praise she kept reading from the text convos she was perusing. It seemed like anyone who had contact with the halfa… had an excellent time. If everything she was seeing was anything to go off of, Danny Phantom, despite his young age, both as a mortal and as a ghost, was really, really good at sex.

It seemed unlikely, but really, there was only one way to find out, now wasn’t there? Well, there were two ways. Ember COULD do some more research and track down some of the other girls that were apparently there that night, snatching up their phones and listening in on their conversations all day long in an effort to get more details.

Oooor… she could go find out for herself just what Danny Phantom was packing. With a wicked smirk, the ghostly rock star slides back up through the floor and back into the college lecture hall. The professor is nattering on about this or that right now, and the girl she took the phone from in the first place looks ready to fall asleep. She clearly hasn’t noticed her missing mobile device, at least not yet. Placing it on the floor beside her, Ember shrugs and floats off. The coed will no doubt notice by the end of class, and she’ll find it quite quickly if she just bothers to look at the ground. Either way, it’s not Ember’s problem anymore.

No… she has a ghost boy to go see about a thing. And by thing, she means his dick. His big, fat dick if the effusive praise and pictures and video were anything to go off of.

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Danny sighs as he finally bottles up the last of the escaped ghosts in the trusty Fenton Thermos. Which is good, because the thing is now reading as full, so if there was even one more ghost to deal with, he’d be in trouble. As it is, the day has been a tiring one, especially since he’d spent the night before having far more sex than any normal human was meant to have… and given the fact that his dad apparently accidentally left the ghost portal open for HOURS without Danny noticing.

Well, he’d noticed when the damn box ghost had beaned him upside the head with a cardboard box! Regardless, it was done and dealt with now. Danny just needed to get the thermos back to the lab and he could-

“Hey ghost boy. Looking worn a little thin there. You burning the candle at both ends, perhaps?”

Danny whirls about, eyes wide as he takes in the sight of Ember McLain floating in the air, her fists on her hips and a wicked grin on her face. Shit, this was bad… actually… was it? She didn’t have any adoring fans to empower her this time, and Danny had grown a lot since they last fought. Why did he have any reason to fear her? He knew exactly how weak she was without her power-up. Pointing the full Fenton Thermos in the ghostly rock star’s direction, Danny frowns.

“You’ve got two options here, Ember. The easy way, or the hard way. And I’m telling you right now, if I have to beat you down and cart you back to the ghost dimension, I’m not going to be nice about it.”

A shiver runs through the ghostly girl, and her wicked smile becomes just a tad more genuine.

“Oh, Phantom… you do know just how to treat a girl, don’t you? Mm, you’ve grown. Let’s see how much, shall we?”

What? Since when did Ember flirt with him?! Caught off guard, Danny has barely a moment to react before the ghostly young woman is before him. However, she doesn’t attack him in that moment of weakness. Nor does she go for the thermos to rob him of his best weapon against her, or to turn it into a weapon against HIM by unleashing all the ghosts he’s already caught.

Instead, Ember McLain grabs hold of Danny by the front of his jumpsuit and kisses him full on the lips. The ghost boy’s eyes go wide at this, even as their tongues intertwine, his own moving instinctively to wrap this way and that around hers. He really is a natural, not that he even really realized it. Regardless, they make out for several seconds, and Danny finds himself clipping his thermos to the small of his back so that he can place his hands on Ember’s hips. 

The ghost girl releases her grip on his jumpsuit and wraps her arms around his neck instead, and before Danny knows it, the two of them are floating down to the ground, into a secluded part of the public park he’d just been fighting other ghosts in. Hidden by bushes and trees, Danny digs his fingers into Ember’s ass, through her leather pants, drawing a squeal from her and causing her to finally pull back from their kiss.

He grins a little, feeling altogether cocky as he looks down at the female ghost.

“Is this what you want, Ember?”

Punctuating his statement with a hip thrust into her crotch, he grinds his bulge against the spot between her thighs, much to her groaning approval. Then she’s growling, her hands reaching down to all but tear his jumpsuit apart to get at his dick. Danny just fades his bottoms away as she does so, letting his erection flop out into her hands, her eyes going wide as she finally takes hold of it.

“Its… its so much bigger in person.”

Danny blinks at that. In person? Where the hell had Ember seen his cock before now?! Still… that’s also not the most important thing on the ghost boy’s mind in that moment. He growls and thrusts forward into her hands as she squeezes his length, forcing her to give him an impromptu handjob. But it’s not enough, not after the reverse-train he’d run on all those women the night before. Grabbing Ember by her fiery ponytail, Danny drags her head up and kisses her again, this time quite roughly. With his other hand, he reaches down and all but tears her pants right off of her, his strength ripping them to shreds as he exposes her cute panties, a skull on the front of them.

They end up slid aside, the skull all scrunched up as Danny aims his cockhead right for the finish line. He’s done waiting, and if this is what Ember wants… he’s more than happy to give it to her. Thrusting into the ghost girl prompts an immediate orgasm, and Danny can only grin while continuing to dominate her mouth with his tongue, even as he takes Ember McLain straight to pound town.

If someone had told the boy that he’d be doing this with Ember even a week ago, Danny would have laughed in their face. But it was happening. It was real… and Danny was enjoying every last moment of it. So was Ember, if her stifled mewls and moans and cries of pleasure were any indication. Her limbs were wrapped around him as well as she writhed and squirmed beneath his body. He pinned her to the ground and FUCKED her, just like she wanted. Plowing the ghostly rock star silly was a cathartic feeling, no doubt about that.

Taking one of his past enemies and making her his… well, Danny didn’t know what, but whatever it was, it was fucking amazing. Ember was fucking amazing. She almost felt better than a normal human girl, if that was even possible, and Danny realized why after a few moments more of plowing her silly. As Ember begins to orgasm nonstop beneath him, Danny can feel his power growing… and hers shrinking. He’s draining her a little, taking some of the strength she’s accumulated from her time in the ghost zone and making it his own.

Not much, and certainly not all of it… but definitely enough to be noticeable, at least to the ghost boy. Whether Ember notices or not doesn’t seem to matter too much, given the way she’s begging him for more all the while.

“Fuck me, Danny! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”

She can’t stop asking, now that they’re no longer kissing. And she’s clinging to him just as tightly as before, almost as if she’s offering her power up to him, so long as he continues to take her like an animal, fucking her like she’s some bitch in heat.

So that’s exactly what Danny does. He fucks her, he fucks Ember McLain until he cums, and then he fills her ghostly womb with his equally-ghostly spunk. And once he’s done, Danny pulls back with a satisfied sigh and regards the fucked silly female ghost at his feet. Ember’s face is a mockery of the rock star, her eyes rolled back in her skull and her tongue hanging out of her mouth. Her legs are twitching as his cum pours from her nethers.

Danny just grins as he reaches down to pick up the insensate ghost. Seems he’s found a new way to neutralize female ghosts. Except for the Lunch Lady. Never the Lunch Lady.