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batfleshh · 5 months
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Hear me out (please)
Price fucking dog hybrid reader against a wall in his office, ignoring the fact that reader is being loud, and some member of tf141 walking in concerned by the noises
Also do you think price would share the reader with others?
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Price X M!DH!Reader X Gaz
Warnings: MORE DH SHIT CUZ I LOVE FEEDING YALL THIS, DUBBLE PENETRATION 🫡, idk how this position works, getting walked in on, getting bent over a desk bc yer, f slur sandwich, Yall rockin with the Gaz collab??, blowjobs, hair pulling, a single spank, unprotected sex, they cum in u, spit as lube, puppy is said a few times, workplace sex??, no established relationship, idk man gay sex, RAAAHHH, not proofread homies
★ “Little quieter, boy. Gonna get us caught.”
★ That’s usually what the captain would mumble into your ear when you’re both messing around in his office. You whine and whimper as his cock rushes in and out of you, hand covering your mouth as you try to muffle yourself. Usually you’re farther away from the door of his office, bent over his desk or in his lap while he’s inside of you. You felt almost safer this way, your nerves calm as you don’t have to worry about anyone barging in without warning, knowing the recruits have common sense to knock. But this time, he wanted to try something a little different.
★ The captain was feeling dangerous today. Earlier that day, he made some flirtatious comment to you during a small meeting you and some other recruits were having with him. It caught you off guard, so off guard that your ears perked up at it immediately. You cleared your throat and attempted to brush past it, mumbling some sort of reply to Price as he chuckled. You stared at him as he continued to talk, his eyes glancing back at you every once in a while. You fussed about it to him after, only earning more chuckles and much more teasing about it. He gave you a small pat on your head and carried on with his day, leaving you standing there as you glared at him.
★ Later that day, you felt your emotions take a small toll on you, that usual feeling making you miss your captain. You waited around for a while to see if any recruit needed you, before moving quickly to slip into Prices office. When you peaked your face in the door, you saw both Gaz and Price having a conversation at his desk, stopping midway to glance over at who had walked in. You nodded in acknowledgment at Kyle, who gave you a small wave back. You looked over at the captain who gave you a knowing look, already aware of what you had come in for. You waited patiently outside as they finished up their meeting, slipping past Gaz as he left the office.
★ You gently close the door behind you and turn towards John, a small smile on his face as he coaxes you towards him. You make your way over to his desk, immediately attaching yourself to him and hurriedly placing messy kisses to his neck. He mumbles something about you being impatient, but it goes in one ear and out the other. He smirks as he feels you start to tug on his uniform. You begin to whine, feeling him pull you closer and allowing you to take what you want. It didn’t take long before he had you up against a wall, hoisting your legs up around his waist. His hand traveled down to hurriedly free his cock, not taking long after to start sloppily prepping you for it. Soft moans leave your lips as he presses his own against yours, your noises beginning to heighten in volume as his actions continued.
★ Price takes notice of how you attempt to cover your mouth, trying your best to keep you both from getting caught, or anyone hearing you. But your captain was bold, dangerous even. A small smirk crosses his face, moving to grab at your hand gently before snatching up both of your wrists, holding this down in an attempt to keep you from silencing yourself. You try to say something to him about it, only for the sentence to be broken apart as it leaves your lips at the feeling of him picking up his speed. You’re aware you’re being louder than what you’re used to, knowing the walls of his office aren’t that thick. He coos at your reaction to this new territory, wanting to see where this would lead, only if something interesting would happen of course.
★ “You wouldn’t mind getting caught, huh, puppy?,” he teases, his tone making you want to hide away with your face in his neck. Usually he wasn’t this persistent on something like that, but who knows, that’s just what some men are like. It felt like your brain had melted, only nodding along to his words. Any unsuspecting person walking by would assume the only logical reason for those noises, but most are far more curious than others. Gaz decided he could probably drop back in later to ask the captain another question about what they were discussing, but something threw him off. Once he approached Prices office door, he heard something odd. He wasn’t unfamiliar with those kind of noises, but damn, at work?? He would’ve assumed himself crazy, assuming it was some dumb recruits getting it on in their poor captains office! He rolls his eyes as he pushes open the door, getting ready to throw out every order in the book before realizing what was happening in front of him.
★ Price and him make direct eye contact, the captain not stopping, or even slowing, the thrust of his hips. Kyle stands there stunned like a deer in headlights, stuttering out incoherent words. He nearly slams the door shut, but he’s unable to do so as he still looks on, almost mesmerized as you release onto yourself, noises of pleasure still escaping you. The captain smirks and looks back and forth between both you and Gaz, an almost inviting look in his eyes. Kyle quickly shuffles into the room awkwardly, his hands gesturing to words that won’t seem to leave his mouth just yet. He points at you, and back to the captain, and then thinks for a second. Price chuckles and rolls his eyes, fake annoyance present in both actions. “Well, you gonna stand there and look dumb, or are ya gonna come join us, sergeant?,” Price teases, his movements finally slowing down as you finally acknowledge Gazs presence, almost too blissed out to be embarrassed about it.
★ Well damn, what did he have to lose? So as expected, he quickly double checks outside the captains office once more, before moving swiftly near you both. Price slows his thrusts even more, watching intently as Gaz examines what he wants to do. He looks up at Price, searching for some kind of permission as you are moved off of the wall slightly, Kyle slipping in behind you. Your tail begins to sway excitedly as you begin to imagine what’s about to come next, desperate whimpers and whines leaving your lips as you look between both of the men. You feel like you’re in a dream, the fact this is an actual experience is making your head even more cloudy. As expected, Gaz pulls out his cock, giving it a few strokes after spitting into his hand. He moves to place his head onto your shoulder, pushing his cock in alongside the captains. The feeling makes you want to scream, feeling full and desperate at the same time.
★ They both begin to move in and out of you, creating a smooth rhythm that sends you over the edge again, huffing and moaning as another orgasm is pulled from you. Gaz has his hands planted on you, attempting to have a secure hold on you as the captain does the same. Both men set a brutal pace, tears welling in your eyes as you bite at your lip, it almost being too much for poor you. You’re bit on the neck and shoulder by both men as they both release into you, one after the other. They stop to rest after a bit, your legs trembling as they pull out of you. You whine at the loss, still wanting more. Price mumbles a few words to the sergeant before you’re moved over to the captains desk, being bent over across it as your stomach rests on it. You let out a noise of confusion as you look around a bit, only for Price to move in front of you. He gently caresses your head before you feel a pair of hands behind you.
★ You don’t have time to react as you feel Gaz plunge his cock into you, a noise of surprise and pleasure rushing from your lips as your hands grab at nothing on the desk. “Such a good puppy for us, love. Fuck.”, you hear the sergeant grunt out as he enters you. Tears form in your eyes again as Kyle immediately starts off with a rough pace, looking up at Price with a pouty lip and tucked down ears. He reaches his hand down to gently pet at your head, his other hand stroking at his cock as he moves closer to the desk. You already know what’s coming, opening your mouth obediently before you’re even told what to do. The older man chuckles as he grabs ahold of your hair roughly, shoving his cock into your mouth. Drool leaks from around his dick as you gag, feeling Gaz give you a light smack on your ass. Your tail swishes around, happier than ever to be getting treated like this. You’re aware of how gentle they’ll be when they’re done with you, but a small part of you wishes this could go on forever.
★ So yes, I do think Price is a kind man who likes to share <3
★ ~ tags: @rodolfoparras
GOD IM TIRED enjoy this gn
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Ok but Eddie’s intro scene is set to “I Was a Teenage Werewolf” by The Cramps and if that’s foreshadowing it’s amazing.
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scoops-ahoy-ladies · 10 months
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Demo-Bat Information
Teeth are sharp enough to pierce denim and leather
They have no eyes and a long ass tail. Be careful they can use that as a weapon.
Bites contain stuff that prevent healing
Don’t appear to contain venom
Bat bites can cause; fever, blood loss, headaches, confusion, dizziness, irregular heartbeat, difficulty breathing, convulsions and can lead to death in a lot of cases. 
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batty4steddie · 2 months
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The first night Steve stayed over, Eddie gave him a Corroded Coffin t-shirt to sleep in. It was meant to be a temporary solution, just something to throw on to sleep, but it quickly became his shirt. It was the most comfortable piece of fabric to ever grace his skin. No matter how much he wore it, it still smelled like Eddie. After Steve cropped it during a brutally hot summer, he felt tawdry whenever he wore it in front of Wayne. It was worth the slight embarrassment whenever Eddie wrapped his arms around him from behind. Eddie’s hands would rest on Steve’s midriff and squeeze him so tenderly that every inch of him felt loved.
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kennahjune · 2 months
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Thinking of Steddie Soulmates where you feel every pain your soulmate feels.
Thinking of little Steve feeling every backhand and punch from Eddie’s dad.
Thinking of little Eddie feeling Steve break his arm and the pain being so much worse because his parents refuse to take him to the hospital until the school gets involved.
Thinking of Eddie finally moving in with Wayne and sure, the paternal beating are done, but now he’s just a small town Freak that’s constantly targeted.
Thinking of Eddie and Steve in their Sophomore/Freshman years respectively, not knowing who the other is outside of rumors and (unknowingly) their shared pain.
Thinking of Eddie finally escaping pain, the bullying turning to mainly verbal shit.
Only to be thrust right back into pain because his soulmates a walking hazard.
Thinking of Eddie having no idea what’s going on when he suddenly feels like one giant bruise after Steve’s beat up by Jonathan. Eddie watching Steve fall from grace in his Junior year and not connecting the dots.
Billy coming along and smashing a fucking plate over Steve’s head while Eddie’s peacefully sleeping. Eddie jolting awake with a shout because /holy fucking shit ow—/
Neither of them connecting the dots.
Then Steve graduates, and Eddie’s held back. And the pain subsides for a bit.
And then fuck all happens in Starcourt and Eddie literally feels like he’s dying and Jesus H. Christ is his soulmate /ok/??? Like they are getting seriously fucked up.
And then that recedes and it ok for a while— Eddie will still get killer pains that seem to circulate in his chest and head, but that’s to be expected with whatever tf his poor soulmate is going through year after year.
And then the fuckery of March 1986 happens and Chrissy Cunningham is dead in his trailer— his home— and he’s wanted for fucking murder and hiding in Rick’s dingy ass boat house—
And then he’s shoving none other than Steve Harrington up against a wall with a broken bottle helps to his throat. Eddie’s so piped on adrenaline he barely feels the sting in his back, but he does feel the zing of pressure on his throat and ok /ow—/
And he’s staring at Steve Harrington, who looks kinda terrified and so pretty and Eddie’s holding a bottle to his throat and is that Dustin?—
And—
And holy shit.
Eddie’s eyes widen at the same time as Steve’s and the realization hits them both at once.
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oobbbear · 4 months
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Warnings(?) for smooches and bitings
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I’ve gathered another 10 for a doodle post
Gitm belongs to @venomous-qwille !!!
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puppetmaster13u · 1 month
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Cryptid Batfam Prompt- But in Memes
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bitepire · 1 month
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Grrh. Being given permission to top and then not stopping when I'm told. It just feels too good. I know I'll be punished later but the moment I got inside you that stopped mattering. I'm strong, stronger than I look, easily strong enough to hold you down. I keep my fangs buried in your neck while I you orgasm involuntarily around my cock. I can't stop fucking you. You tell me I'm an animal, I'm pathetic, disgusting. I agree with you, even while burying myself deeper. I'm not going to stop until you scream. I can't stop until you scream. My body won't stop fucking you until it finds release, and it won't find release until I've really hurt you. Just shut up and let me fucking hurt. you.
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bonecouch · 6 months
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idea i had
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DC Social Media AU Part 7
I'm back
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loveinhawkins · 23 days
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let us be brave
ao3 written for @steddiemicrofic April 2024 prompt, “fool,” 454 words. Rated T, season 4, Missing Scene, before the battle, cw: injury
It’s Eddie who catches him taking a breather, hidden round the other side of the RV.
Steve tries to straighten up too quickly and just ends up wincing all the more obviously.
“How you holding up, Harrington?” Eddie says with an ostensibly easy smile.
Steve knows what he’s doing: giving him an out.
He doesn’t know if should take it, and that surprises him, because his instincts are well-trained by now—to get up, move on to the next problem, yeah, never better.
But his skin is burning, and it’s suddenly so much effort to hide his uneven breathing under Eddie’s watchful eyes.
Steve lets go, just a little. Lets something real bleed through.
“Yeah, I’m—” He winces again, laughs through it, pressing the back of his head against the RV to keep his footing. “Um, was kinda hoping I could just. Like, if I wasn’t looking at it,” he gestures vaguely, “it’d go away. Seems pretty dumb now I’m—”
“No,” Eddie interrupts softly. He takes a tentative step closer, spots the modest pile of bandages and bottled water Steve had left in the grass.
“Yeah, I was gonna…”
Steve’s hand hovers over the torn strips from Nancy’s shirt. They’d been wrapped too tight, but it wasn’t her fault; he hadn’t told her.
He’d seen the fear in her eyes. Knew that he needed to be okay, so he simply was.
Eddie picks up a bottle of water. “I can—?”
Steve glances down, feels his eyes slide away from the sight, like avoiding a gory scene in a movie.
He’s about to mutter an excuse, that he’ll do it later.
But it’s like Eddie can already sense the evasion; he shakes his head and says, as if to himself, “Best to face it head-on,” before doing a double take. “Shit,” he says, with a huff of amusement, “I sound like my uncle.”
It’s not a pretty task, but they manage it.
Eddie hisses through his teeth as he peels the fabric off, “Jesus. Okay, they’re not bleeding, that’s good.” Once the wounds are clean, Steve can sense him wavering, hears self-directed curses before he says, “Fuck, I’m sorry, man, my hands. E-ever since. Since Patrick.”
Eddie’s hands are shaking; Steve can feel the tremble of his fingers, just above his hipbone.
“It’s okay, I can tie it,” Steve says. “if you hold it—yeah, there. We’ll do it together.”
They share a hesitant smile, and Steve hears Robin in his head, I think we're mad fools, the lot of us—and wonders if they’re really kidding themselves: if all they’ve done is flip the hourglass over again, when the sand’s gonna run out eventually.
This has to count for something, Steve pleads—clutching hope tighter than any bandage.
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batfleshh · 6 months
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Secret
Captain Price x M!DogHybrid!Reader
Warnings: MORE HYBRID SHIT, I’m in a Price mood Ngl, bjs and shit, uhh workplace sex?? Idk, cigar smoking, uhh idk you’re under a desk and someone comes in, gay, bleh, no established relationship?, not proof read
★ Being hired as a hybrid to work with the Task force meant many responsibilities. A lot of those responsibilities meant being around the captain a lot. You didn’t complain, following orders was just something you were meant to do. If he called for you, you would come. Like a dog to its owner, you didn’t complain or get annoyed when you saw him. You were fine with the captain, even enjoying his company from time to time. Sometimes he would just call you in to sit in his office, strike up a conversation involving a topic or two before sending you on your way. It didn’t bother you, even if it was just to collect a few pieces of information from you.
★ Some would even make jokes about you two getting it on in his office, Price quickly shutting down the idea being spread by any dumb rookie. You would just chuckle at the comments, the way he would immediately stop the words from spreading would surprise you. It wasn’t like it was a lie, anyway. When someone would bring up that joke, your mind would immediately skip to what you did in his office last night. Your ears would twitch on your head, tail wagging out of sight while Price chewed out the recruit. He was hot when he was serious, you weren’t going to lie. You were always more than excited when he would use that tone on you, too. The way he could easily command you always made your stomach feel warm, the instinct to be obedient to him made it easier for you to comply.
★ The jokes floating among the rookies weren’t just pulled out of thin air, most of the time. A few could swear on their lives that the few times they’ve walked by his office, muffled groans could be heard on the other side. Others, they heard quiet whimpers, or the quiet rocking of his desk. Maybe the captain just liked to do certain activities in his office, and no one had the balls to ask what they were. But deep down, they all came to the conclusion that Price was in there having his way with you. The way you submit to him wasn’t unnoticed, even though it could just pass as you being a loyal hybrid.
★ And maybe that was what it was that was making you like this, the need to please an authority figure making you more vulnerable to him. And for the many times noises were heard, that’s exactly what was happening inside. The shuffling of a desk rocking and the whimpers were no mistakenly the heard sound, the captain fucking into you at a brutal pace as you were bent over his desk. Tears collected in your eyes as you moan and whine, his rough hands holding you in place. One of his hands was kept on your neck, holding you still. The other was holding onto that tail of yours, keeping it from getting in the way. In a way, he found its frantic movements adorable, your body giving non verbal signs of enjoyment.
★ Then there was the groaning, that one giving itself away sometimes. You would be in his office, snug sitting under his desk on your knees. You had come in maybe thirty minutes before, a hazy look in your eyes as he looks up at you from his papers. He calls you over, asking every appropriate question before inviting you under his desk. He makes sure you want it, grabbing your chin gently and making you look up at him. He asks one more time for good measure, finally letting you free his cock from his pants as he continues to smoke on his lit cigar. After a few minutes, your slowly easing his cock into your mouth, quiet whimpers leaving your throat.
★ Price doesn’t force it in, or pull it out of your mouth. He knows to let you take your time, this being some sort of stress reliever to you. Every once in a while he’ll reach down and stroke his hand through your hair, chuckling at the sound of your tail thumping against the wood of his desk. The smell of the cigar fills your nose as you continue to suck on his cock, your eyes still holding that hazy hue as you look up at him most of the time. At one point, he blows the smoke of the cigar playfully down at you, chuckling as you groan and try to swat the smoke away. You both sit in a comfortable silence for a while, enjoying each others company.
★ Well it was quiet, until you heard the unmistakable sound of a knock on the door. You panic, sitting up quickly only to hit your head on his desk. You whine, rubbing at your now throbbing head as you look up at Price, panicked. He gently shushes you, grabbing your chin and slowly guiding you back to his cock. You open your mouth obediently, even though your eyes hold so much confusion. He presses a finger to his lips, a small “shh” sound leaving from behind it as he moves his chair closer to his desk. You choke slightly on his cock, small noises leaving you as you wait for his instructions. What surprises you is when you hear a very audible “come in!” from the captain, your eyes holding a slight sense of fear. He just sneaks his hand down slowly to gently rub at your ears, putting his cigar out as the person walks in.
★ Its a casual conversation on details for a mission you’re all going on, Prices hand leaving from below the desk to shuffle around some files on top of it. The recruit stays longer than you would like for them to, taking Prices cock out of your mouth and licking at his tip. You smirk slightly as he glances down at you, fully aware of what you’re doing. Your tail thumps quietly against the floor, almost wanting for you both to get caught. Price clears his throat and leans back slightly and continues talking to the recruit, his foot slowly moving to press down on your tail, a quiet noise of shock leaving you as his boot holds it in place.
★ When the recruit finally leaves, Prices chair is moved back out, his foot moving off of your tail as he glares down at you. You give him a playful smile, yelping somewhat in surprise as his hand moves to the back of your head. Your head is forced down on his cock, pathetic whimpers and small gags leaving you as he guides your head on his length, drool seeping from around his cock as you let him do it. Tears prickle in your eyes as he stills his movements, hand pressing your head down and releasing down your throat. He slowly eases his dick out of your mouth, watching you cough quietly and swallow. He hands you a small water bottle he has sitting on his desk, tucking his cock back into his pants as you drink from it. He moves his chair out to let you leave, only for you to shake your head. He hums, moving back in and letting you follow through with your own idea as he moves to his papers again. You hum contently, resting your head on his lap.
★ Who wouldn’t want that kind of attention from their Captain?
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yashley · 7 months
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imogen & fearne in c3e75
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chaoswarfare · 1 year
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dp x dc prompt #54
When Danny was first given the opportunity to make a public persona when he came to live in Gotham, he was a little bit concerned. How was he supposed to come up with an entire elaborate character to act as all the time. Then he remembered the time that Vlad called him a rabid badger when he got especially angry and a genius idea came into existence.
When the press gathered around to interview and write about the newest Wayne adoption, they thought they had seen it all already. The last new child had tried to skewer one of the unsuspecting interns after all. When the teenager didn’t even get all the way out of the car before punching someone standing too close and snarling at him, several considered filing their resignation letters on the spot. The pay wasn’t worth this.
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0f-th3-wi1d · 2 years
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i want long, pointy fangs. you have no idea how happy fangs would make me. give me fangs. now.
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Danny covered his nose with his hand. Where ever he landed smelled absolutely foul, like rotten fruit and burning tires mixed with chem lab.
"Remind me to bring a face mask the next time I explore the Infinite Realms." He muttered, before kicking a soda can down the alley he was in and being repulsed by the squelch sound it made when it came into contact with a very questionable looking puddle, "Better yet, a gas mask." He glanced at the puddle again, "Or I could go full Hazmat." Clockwork had told him this world was full of superheros and villians and to steer clear of it, but once he learned there were aliens in this world he couldn't help himself. Danny had always been weak to his curiosity, but he liked to believe he was cautious, and chose to stay in his Phantom for for added protection.
Turning on his heel he exited onto a deserted street lined on one side by a chain-link fence. The sky above him was filled with clouds so ominous and dark that Danny honestly couldn't tell you if it was night or day, all he knew was that it was going to rain soon and hopefully these awful smells would be drowned out by the downpour.
Danny got his wish only minutes later. Thankfully Phantom was unbothered by the cold and could just bask in the rain as it fell apon him. A lesser known fact about ghosts is that thier clothes are made from thier ectoplasm and are part of thier bodies, much like a second layer of skin, so one would be able to feel things on thier clothes as easily as they would with thier bare skin. The level of sensitivity varies with the type of clothing however. All this to say Danny loved the feeling of the rivulets of rainwater traveling down his ghostly hazmat suit.
He was so preoccupied with enjoying the sensation that he didn't notice anything was wrong until he was jolted forward from the weight of someone landing on his back. The person was quick and precise, taking no time at all to have his wrists pinned behind his back and- weirdly enough- thier teeth digging into the material around his neck.
His parents designed the Hazmat suit Danny was wearing not only to deal with dangerous chemicals, but to fight supernatural foes. The area around the neck was reinforced with the intention of protecting against fatal gunshots and decapitations so naturally someone's jaw wasn't going to be enough to break through to his neck.
Danny let out a laugh as the person kept chewing on his neck like a confused puppy. Oh, Danny thought, they've gone feral. It was odd for someone to go feral but it could occur when a person has gone through something traumatic recently or through extreme stress. It made sense since the person ridding piggy back on him was dressed like a superhero. Danny wondered if that was why the person didn't have a scent. Danny learns facepalmed when he remembered that scentblockers existed and not everyone's scent dramatically changed whenever they went out as a hero. The scent change was probably one of the few things that have kept him alive up to this point to be honest.
"So, I guess you're not going to tell me why you're chewing on my neck like the worlds most pathetic vampire, are you?" No one deserves that title more than the fruitloop to be honest. He made a mental note to use that one against Vlad the next time he saw him.
Chewy whined at this, seeming to slump a bit from the apparent failure to bite him. What was that about? Was this actually a vampire? How would a vampire even react to Dannys ecto-blood combo meal anyway? Would it be like food poisoning? Or would it taste amazing from one undead to another. "I'm not exactly human, are you sure you wanna bite me? I might not taste so good." Danny warned, but the moment he mentioned letting the person bite him they were eager again.
Danny chuckled and unzipped the material only a bit before it was loose enough to move out of the way. The vampires bite came with a sharp pain like he expected but there was no suction. No drinking of blood. Just some weirdo biting Danny on the neck. Huh.
Danny hoped he didn't get rabies from this.
He must have accidentally said that out loud as there was a small laugh from the rooftops above them. There stood another person in a superhero outfit with some really tall dude dressed as a giant bat, and that was when Danny decided to bail. It was one thing to let a maybe vampire bite you in a random street in the middle of the night but more of them? And ones a big scary furry? Hard pass.
Phantom did as Phantoms do and went invisible and intangible, escaping from Biteys jaws and startling the heros. He ignored the distressed whine Munchy let out after loosing their spookyest chew toy and quickly rubbed the scent gland near dannys jaw on the top of thier head as an act of comfort before bolting.
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Danny poked at the bite mark on his neck. Screw rabies, he better not get turned into a werewolf. He didn't need that on top of his ghostly crap. Sam seemed fascinated by the mark, after all, it wasn't every day that Danny got a scar, especially one so obvious. Most injuries heal quickly and leave no trace of him ever being injured in the first place which helped a lot in keeping his secret identity.
Luckily Danny hadn't needed to lie to mom and dad. He truthfully told them about some wierdo jumping off of a nearby rooftop and plunging thier teeth into his neck and that two other people had tried to corner him during this. He assured his mom that he had gotten away quickly but was a little shaken by it and his dad praised him for being brave and managing to escape.
That was nice. But he still had to figure out what was up with this bite...and why he felt so compelled to go back to that city.
Back to that hero.
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Aka an A/B/O au where in Danny's universe all the Alphas are extinct and the betas followed soon after and the DC universe all the Omegas went extinct and betas followed after . Not like a "they finally went extinct in the 1700s after centuries of thier numbers dwindling" thing and became a myth/fairytale (tho I like that too) but a "this might be the missing link between cave men and modern humans" kinda thing.
Its up to you which bat bit Danny and exactly what that means. I love abo aus without smut cause there's so much potential for chaos and I am very much ace.
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