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I know you just fed me with some great Wulf x Danny, but if you could give me even some SCRAPS of Nocturne x Danny from the bottom of Gilly's art where Danny is dizzy or whatever was happenint cuz I think it was up for debate on what the viewer would think, I would totally take over from there. I just need help on how to start 😩

I'm uh

I'm a little embarrassed about how easy this was to write

Have some somno, I guess? Danny is underage here, takes place during the Frightmare episode

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The little halfa fell so easily into his arms.

The ghostly God of Sleep had easily snuck up behind him, and before Danny had even a second to react, Nocturne had dusted him, knocking the poor boy out and catching him in his arms. He looked so sweet and peaceful in his sleep, and Nocturne wanted so badly to make him squirm, to watch his nightmares devour him whole.

So he took him.

He spirited the little halfa away to the warehouse he was temporarily inhabiting, laying the tiny thing out around his dream machine on the hard concrete floor. Danny sighed softly in his sleep, thighs rubbing together, the cute jumpsuit squeaking slightly. Nocturne gazed on with an amused smirk.

"Let's peek into your dreams, hm?"

He floated over the little halfa, leveling his body parallel to the little ghost's. His finger lightly brushed Danny's chin, his magic easily conjuring a fuzzy puff of dream over Danny's head. Nocturne snorted in amusement.

"Oh, what's this?" he cooed. "A little unrequited love, perhaps? My, aren't you just full of so much love. First, the little dark-haired girl and now a grown man! I wonder whoever will be in your next dream..."

The vision played out for his eyes only, Danny laid out on an expensive and plush bed. He was naked, sweaty, and panting with his head thrown back as an older man with silver hair laid over him, kissing and biting up his chest and sides. Danny certainly looked like he was enjoying himself in the dream, but when Nocturne looked to the real thing, there were tears in Danny's scrunched eyes.

The boy whimpered, head tossing this way and that, as a noticeable bulge tented his jumpsuit. Nocturne huffed another laugh.

"You desperate little thing..." he murmured. "You have so much love to give and nobody to give you any in return." His hand hovered over the boy's cheek. "Perhaps I can help make your dreams come true..."

He pressed a claw to the boy's cheek. Danny didn't wake - Nocturne didn't think he would - but there was no reaction at all to the action. He pressed a little harder, his magic dissipating just enough to make the little hero jerk his head away the sharp point, but enough to make the dream fade. As the older man in the dream moved up to press his lips to Danny's chin, his cheeks, and finally his lips, Nocturne leaned down, mimicking the movements. He cupped Danny's face in his big hand, claws raking into white hair, and pressed a series of gentle kisses to the boy's chin. He moved up along his jaw, licking a trail to his cheek, and trailed a series of short kisses to soft lips. Danny squirmed under him, murmuring in his sleep, and Nocturne flicked his eyes up to the dream fog to reassure himself that the boy was still out. Only then did he press his lips to the young ghost's.

Danny sighed at the action, soft and sweet, and Nocturne couldn't help the quiet moan he let out in response. It had been... well, it had been much longer than he cared to think about since he last did something like this, and the pliant, pretty body beneath him was making all the right noises. His robes felt heavy and too tight, but he knew he didn't have much time - he was on a schedule, after all. But he could have a little fun while he waited for his machine to boot up and his dream catchers to finish their tasks, so he stroked his hand feather-soft over Danny's cheek, his other rubbing over his chest. He found a perky nipple easily in the skin-tight jumpsuit and circled his thumb over it, scratching a claw over it intermittently. Danny moaned into his kiss.

"You are just a sweet little thing..." Nocturne muttered against soft lips. He pulled away, far enough to watch the boy squirm as he ran his hands down his body, teasing his nipples as he went. Danny arched in his sleep, his erection twitching in its confines, and Nocturne watched the dream long enough to see the man with silver hair mimic his actions. He grinned.

Good.

He pumped a little more magic into the boy, the dream becoming more clear as Danny fell into a deeper sleep. His eyes twitched behind his lids as REM fully took over.

"Now the real fun begins," Nocturne whispered against those plush lips before plunging his tongue into Danny's mouth.

Danny's moan was deeper this time, a little more desperate, and Nocturne groaned. He floated down until he blanketed the tiny thing with his much bigger body, laying over Danny. He held himself up with one hand so as not to crush the teen, the other snaking under his waist to arch him up against him. Danny's lower half pressed against him, the boy sighing into his mouth as Nocturne tasted every inch of the wet cavern he could. Danny's legs naturally spread for him, and Nocturne settled between sturdy thighs.

He pulled his tongue out of Danny's mouth when he felt the boy rut against him, choking on a moan. As he pulled away, Nocturne watched Danny's head fall back against the concrete, crying out with a pretty blush on his cheeks as his hips undulated against him. Nocturne raised a brow, smirking.

Glancing up at the dream, he saw the man using his mouth to pleasure Danny, and he couldn't hold back a laugh.

"Needy little boy!" he crowed. He sat back on his heels, pulling Danny's limp body with him as he did. "This man in your dreams," Nocturne growled playfully, "you want him so bad you don't even know what to do about it." His hand supported Danny's back as he sat, maneuvering thin legs to one side so Danny sat sideways in his lap. "I'll bet Clockwork's staff that you don't even acknowledge this desire exists in your waking moments," he muttered lowly, pressing his mouth to Danny's exposed neck. He kissed and nibbled Danny's neck through the collar of the jumpsuit. Meanwhile, his other hand slid over the rest of the small body, teasing perky nipples before sliding down over a flat stomach to cup the teen's straining member. It twitched under his palm.

"You sweet little thing..." Nocturne groaned. He massaged the small cock in his hand, biting harder at the pale skin under his teeth. Danny cried out, and dream ghost's eyes flicked up to the cloud to watch a similar scene play out behind Danny's eyes. Danny thrust his hips into his hand. Nocturne flicked a claw, and the suit ripped easily over Danny's crotch.

The cool air of the warehouse sent a shiver through the boy, and Nocturne adjusted his hold on him, sitting Danny up in his sideways in his lap, slumped against his shoulder. One hand cupped the back of Danny's head, as the other easily lifted the boy's weight as a questing finger searched inside the rip of the suit. His palm massaged Danny's sack as he rubbed a finger further back, Danny whimpering in his sleep.

When he found the tight ring of muscle of Danny's entrance, Nocturne didn't hesitate. With Danny fast asleep in his arms and his free time dwindling with each passing second, Nocturne pushed a clawed finger inside the boy. Another brief glance up showed the old man doing the same in Danny's dream, and when Danny made a noise of protest, squirming in his arms, Nocturne leaned down and plunged his tongue back into Danny's mouth.

He moaned, unable to help himself as he sucked at Danny's tongue, licked over his lips, heedless of the drool dripping down the boy's chin. Danny's hole relaxed only a little with the distraction, so he pulled his finger out as he pulled his mouth away, sucked his own finger, and then plunged it back in. He heard Danny cry out this time, and he watched with heavy eyes as the boy's head fell back a little, that blush spreading from his cheeks up to his ears and down his neck. The old man in the dream was mimicking every action, but Nocturne only had eyes for the boy in his lap.

"Ancients preserve me, I might just keep you..." he groaned, thankful no one was around to hear. He pulled his finger out to suck two into his mouth, then reached down to rip the suit further and plunge them both in.

Danny's eyes shot open with a sharp cry, his body tensing, Nocturne's own eyes widening in shock. He blew a thick puff of sleep dust in the boy's face, Danny easily falling limp once more, but the dream was gone. Nocturne stared down at him, shaken, his fingers unmoving in Danny's body, but when the boy's eyes did not open and he whimpered in distress, hips thrusting minutely, Nocturne pressed his fingers in deep and kissed the boy for all he was worth.

It didn't mean much when Danny couldn't kiss back, but he didn't care. He made a proper mess of the boy, drool dripping down his chin, tears falling down his cheeks. He moaned loudly as he plunged his fingers in and out, hard and fast and deep, pressing on that bundle of nerves deep inside that had the little hero arching and moaning, his cock twitching and squrting his seed all over his belly. Nocturne groaned as he tightened on his fingers, and he pulled them out slowly, careful not to catch his claws on sensitive skin. Danny shook in his arms, tears falling in steady streams from his eyes, and still no dream cloud appeared over him. Nocturne blew more dream dust in his face.

"Just a little longer, you lovely creature..." he rasped out. He was harder than he had been in ages, his arousal begging for some kind of attention, and he maneuvered Danny over him so the boy was straddling him. His body was limp against him, chest pressed to the dream ghost's, his spent cock rubbing against Nocturne's cloak. Danny's cheek rested on his shoulder, cold puffs of air brushing Nocturne's neck, and he shivered, desire curling hot and swift in him. He looked over Danny's small shoulder, watching the seat of the jumpsuit rip under his claws, and he groaned louder as he pulled out his cock. His large hands cupped the tiny, if firm, ass in his lap.

"Oh, I'm going to ruin you for that old man and anyone who so much as looks at you," he growled. He lifted Danny easily, fingers spreading him wide, and seated him over his stiff member.

Danny whined, long and loud, into his neck as Nocturne moaned shameless at the tight heat enveloping him. He wasted no time bucking his hips up into the small body, heedless of the soft cries and whimpers into his neck and shoulder. One hand held Danny's hip, almost wrapping all the way around his tiny waist, one the other cupped his ass, pulling at his hole to stretch him that much wider. He grunted and groaned, plowing the tiny thing in his lap over and over, holding Danny as close to him as he could when he felt the small erection digging into his stomach. He moaned louder, feeling wetness at his shoulder as Danny's cries became sharper, a little more desperate. The body in his arms stiffened, the grip on his cock tightened, and he felt teeth in his neck suddenly as Danny spasmed with a shout of a name he did not recognize before going completely limp again.

There was wetness on his stomach and chest, and Nocturne cried out a sudden, "Oh, fuck!" before sinking his teeth into an already ruined shoulder as his seed coated Danny's insides.

His hips rocked up into the boy a few more times, milking his cock for everything he had, and it wasn't until he was completely spent that he released the flesh under his teeth and lifted the small body off his cock. A thick stream of fluid flowed out with the action, and he pulled the boy's rim wide with a finger to help it escape. Then he plunged it in to plug him up.

"Oh, yes..." he muttered as he felt around the boy's insides. A hazy cloud wafted over Danny's head, slowly forming to reveal a new dream already taking form. In it, Danny was lying on the expensive-looking bed, his older lover lying next to him and playing with his hole much like Nocturne was now. Nocturne smirked. "I think I'll keep you, little dream."

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Don't...

Don't look at me...

#oh this is excellent #very well done #somnophillia

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quiet-pp · 29 days ago

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Pompous Pep Week 2025, Day 2: Elemental Cores/Secret Relationship

Explicit!

Vlad had wondered where Danny was going with this “ice training”, and flat on his back with his hands frozen to the floor over his head wasn’t where Vlad imagined it going. Danny was grinning, excitement in his eyes as he loomed over Vlad, freezing his ankles to the floor as well, then straddled his waist. “My, this is far more forward than you usually are, little badger.”

“I’m just testing some things out. You said you didn’t mind experimenting.” Danny said as he leaned forward. He took Vlad’s tie in his hands and fiddled with the end of it in his fingers for a moment before it was coated in a layer of frost. Vlad could feel the cold running through the rest of the tie, up around his neck and down to the tail left half tucked into his suit jacket. He felt his skin prickle at the chill and his blood quicken at the tight collar around his neck.

Danny opened Vlad’s jacket and gently laid his hand on Vlad’s chest, seemingly to try to spread his ice under Vlad’s shirt where neither could see. Vlad could feel the gentle frost spreading over his skin and sucked in a harsh breath as it dropped a bit too cold too quickly. Danny hummed slightly unhappy and grabbed Vlad’s shirt in his fist before phasing it off. He pressed his still freezing fingers to where the web of frost spread from over Vlad’s heart. “Does it hurt?”

Vlad took a breath deep enough to fully expand his ribs making the frost crack and melt away. “It’s no where near hurting, just a bit chilly.”

Danny grinned and went back to his play. Vlad could feel the cold fingers spreading a light layer of frost as they glided over his skin, shivering and raising bumps in their wake. Vlad will admit, he’s not as turned on as he would have been had this not been an experiment in elemental power, but there was something. Danny’s could touch still rose a sexual heat under Vlad’s skin, but the chill didn’t let it build like it normally would have. The shock of the cold was certainly a pleasurable sensation, and Vlad could see the appeal, but for himself, it was just an odd languishing of sudden bursts of erotic energy slowed and then numbed by the cold. But, he supposed, this is the point of experimenting.

Danny was eventually satisfied with experimenting with Vlad’s chest, and pushed himself down onto Vlad’s legs just to get close enough to pull his pants off. Then slowly, teasingly, trailing frost around Vlad’s underwear before pulling them off too.

“Butter biscuits.” Vlad’s mouth moved on autopilot when Danny’s cold hands touched his dick, making it stiffen and shiver.

Danny’s laugh was light and teasing, “You can’t even swear while we’re fucking?”

Vlad chuckled with him, “Wouldn’t want to get out of practice.”

Danny smirked and continued to stroke Vlad’s cock, allowing frost to form and melt and form again, trailing behind hid hand. A fascinating feeling, but but it didn’t take too long to get annoying. Vlad grunted, “Alright, it’s getting numb now, little badger.”

“Dinosaur.” Danny teased under his breath, and Vlad decided he wasn’t going to let Danny get away with that.

Danny then re-positioned to straddle Vlad’s waist again, but this time, centered himself over Vlad’s cock. He slowly lowered himself onto it and completely lost concentration on his ice, his body slowly rising in temperature as he fucked himself onto Vlad’s dick.

Vlad groaned, the heat was oddly comforting after the cold. But then he noticed, Danny wasn’t going as fast as he usually did, or taking as much of Vlad’s dick as he usually did. It was like the cold had slowed him down, and at this rate it would take forever for either of them to cum… Then Vlad realized and felt himself almost roll his eyes. He could practically hear Danny teasing again, but going easy on the old man he’s experimenting on- instead of with. Well.

Vlad send a wave of heat through his hands, freeing them from the ground and grabbed onto Danny’s waist. Danny whined, but didn’t fight or struggle to get Vlad’s hands off him. And the second Vlad started slamming Danny’s body down on his dick, the boy moaned in pleasure. Vlad continued to leverage Danny deeper onto his dick, finally making Danny cum after all that buildup. And of course, seeing his precious boy driven to orgasm made Vlad cum too.

Danny collapsed onto Vlad’s chest, panting. “Yeah, okay, that was more fun in my head.”

Vlad chuckled and pulled Danny up his torso to properly kiss him. “It wasn’t entirely a bad time, but…” Vlad gently ran his fingers over his hand prints on Danny’s waist. Still warm and pulling slightly on the skin around them, they were like a pair of matching sunburns. “I suppose we should both practice controlling our elements more before trying again.”

Danny hummed and rolled to lay on his side in the crook of Vlad’s arm, his own hand going to trace the accidental marks left on his skin. They were made with ghost fire and are therefore exempt from their enhanced healing. But again, they also looked like simple sun- “I wish you would brand me.”

Vlad full-body flinched.

“I know, I know. It’s extreme.” Danny sighed and rested his head on Vlad’s chest, avoiding eye-contact. “I just think it could be cool to have a physical mark that proved I was yours. But then people could see it and figure out about… this.”

Danny looked up again with sad, longing eyes, and pressed a kiss on Vlad’s cheek. Vlad sighed “It is extreme, but perhaps-”

“Really?” Danny’s delighted giggle filled the room.

“Someday.” Vlad said with force and conviction. “When it would be less controversial, I could perhaps look into how to brand someone safely.”

Danny giggled more and wrapped his arms around Vlad’s head as he peppered Vlad’s entire face with kisses. “You’re the best.”

“I try.” Vlad sighed contently. “Now, lets go clean up and do something about these burns.”

#pp #ooooh this was very fun. and hot <3

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