i will if they insist, or to be polite

Summary: On their flight back from Jamaica in 2010, Dan and Phil try their hand at having sex on a plane and joining the mile high club. But of course, not everything goes to plan.

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Smut (and humour/fluff)

Word Count: 1210

Warnings: dirty talk and sexy times

A/N: Thank you to @mylionbabe for being this fic’s biggest cheerleader, and thank you to @iihappydaysii who inspired me to write this in the first place :)

(Read on AO3)

Phil cries after an argument and Dan wants to make him feel better. 

Tags: Smut, fluff, dom!dan, bottom!phil

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Dan kneeled in front of him so that they were just a few centimetres away from each other, then held Phil’s face between his hands and wiped the tears away from his rosy cheeks. “Oh, baby, don’t cry.” he stopped to kiss him briefly on the lips and then continued. “I’m so sorry about what I said before. I didn’t actually mean any of it. I love you so much. You know that, right? The only idea of you being hurt makes me out of my mind.” This time it was Phil who broke the distance between their lips. He wrapped his arms around Dan’s neck and pulled his bodies together as if the distance burned like ice upon his skin. Dan visibly relaxed in Phil’s arms and hugged him back tightly, resting forehead against forehead. He couldn’t help but smile at the sight of the faint blush on Phil’s pale skin. “You’re amazing. I don’t even know how you’ve standed me for so long.” Dan huffed half-jokingly, pressing his lips to Phil’s shoulder, who chuckled quietly, shaking his head.

“You know what?” Phil asked with a glint of excitement in his sky blue eyes. Dan murmured a stifled ‘Hmm?’ against Phil’s neck as all response, slowly making his way up his jaw, creating a path of small kisses.

“I’ve bought you Shreddies.” Phil smirked slightly, bringing their hips even closer and shifting his gaze sideways to see Dan’s reaction. The younger boy quickly raised his head to glance at Phil, a look of surprise on his face. “Really?” he chirped, eyes sparkling like a child in a candy store as he saw Phil nodding. “Aww. Thanks, baby boy. What else can I ask for?” Dan lifted his hand to cup the side of the older boy’s face, looking at him with his piercing chocolate eyes. He angled his head to press his lips against Phil’s once again, slowly moving his hands from his shoulders down to his hips. He could never have enough of him. He never would.

“But…” he started, with the mouth still glued to Phil’s. “You know, cereal is not exactly what I’m craving right now.” Dan’s hot breath against his lips sent Phil shivers down his spine. A weak groan slip away from his throat as he arched his back, painfully trying to get even closer to the brown-haired boy. Phil thought Dan looked absolutely gorgeous with the lose waves of his hair falling upon his forehead. He timidly reached beneath Dan’s T-shirt to run a finger over his hip bone, flames spreading inside his stomach.

Dan smirked maliciously at the sound of Phil’s rapid breathing. He was so fucking adorable, looking at him hungrily with pleading eyes. He eagerly flung Phil into the sofa and climbed up on top of him, gripping tightly both of his wrists with just one hand. “I wanna repay you for what I did before, and I’m gonna do it right now.” his voice sounded raspy and low, filled with lust.

“Hmm. And what do you have in mind?” Phil replied, trying to look all innocent as he bit his bottom lip, which he knew drove Dan crazy. He knew how to play that game, too. Dan ran the fingers of his spare hand through the black strands of Phil’s hair and gripped roughly, forcing him to look up into his eyes. “Oh, don’t you play innocent on me, Philly boy. You know exactly what I’m gonna do with you.” He leaned forward to glue their lips together in a passionate kiss, starting a little battle between their tongues. Phil adored this not-that-gentle side of Dan that only he could see. Painfully slowly, he run his fingers up and down Phil’s stomach, stopping right on the line of his black jeans only to restart his way up immediately after, completely ignoring the obvious bulge in between Phil’s legs. He moved down Phil’s neck, sucking bruises all over his pale skin. Phil tilted his head to give Dan a better reach as he jerked his hips up. A mischievous smile crept over Dan’s face. It was such a lovely sight, having Phil beneath him, moaning softly while trying to escape the restraint on his wrists, craving the touch of his skin. But he would have to wait just a little bit more.

“Please” Phil whined, rolling his hips into Dan, struggling to release his wrists from the firm grip of Dan’s hands. He wanted to touch him so bad, but he was practically tied down to the couch. He needed him, and he needed him right now. His light eyes were now cloudy in frustrated desire. “Please what, Phil? Tell me what you want.” Dan growled, a tone of authority in his voice. Nipping at the sensitive skin under his ear, he pressed as much weight as he could in Phil’s hips, grinding down on his crotch repeatedly. “Let me touch you, please.” Phil begged, looking up at Dan with wide, pleading eyes. Dan loved having total control over him, not only because he was able to make him do whatever he wanted, but also, and more importantly, because it meant Phil trusted him completely. Dan rewarded him with a soft kiss on the forehead, finally setting his hands free.

Without wasting a second, Phil took off Dan’s T-shirt with trembling hands and ran his lips against his chest, clawing his nails into his back. Dan unbuttoned his boyfriend’s shirt with nimble fingers, then pushed the shirt down his shoulders and arms to finally throw it to the floor. Phil’s breath quickened as he watched Dan unclipping his jeans and tugging them down, then began kissing around the lower part of his belly. Dan looked up at the older boy and chuckled at the sight of him clenching the couch’s fabric, his knuckles turning white. He pressed his lips heatedly to Phil’s before standing up from his lap, then ripped his own jeans off with a quick movement.

Dan held Phil’s hand delicately, gently pulling his arm to make him stand up from the sofa. Phil’s knees were trembling a little and he was barely able to stand upright. Dan absolutely adored how his boyfriend’s body reacted to his touch, unravelling under his hands. “Come with me, baby. I want you to be comfortable.” Dan breathed as he kissed Phil’s cheek lovingly, a tender tone in his voice. Phil nodded quietly, taking Dan’s warm hand and letting himself be lead to the bedroom.

Dan took his time to light the fairy lights above the bed and burn a few scented candles to give the room a dim atmosphere. Phil climbed onto the bed, watching Dan pacing across the room with elegant movements. God, he looked so stunning with his golden skin illuminated by the candlelight. Phil bit his lip, eagerly thinking about what was coming next. He craved Dan’s touch like oxygen or water, he just couldn’t live without him.

The younger boy turned around and threw a bottle of lube on the duvet before removing his boxers, his swollen cock pressing against his stomach. He kept his eyes on Phil as he drew near the bed, slowly stroking himself. Dan let out a quiet groan as he met Phil’s mouth with a hungry kiss, rocking his bodies together. The black-haired boy wrapped his hand tightly around Dan’s big cock and began rubbing his thumb over his tip, teasing him. He made a path of wet kisses all the way down Dan’s chest up to his dick, where he stopped to look up at him innocently while biting his lip, then started twirling his tongue around his tip painfully slowly, enjoying the sound of Dan’s dry moans. 

Phil whimpered softly against Dan’s cock, taking it a little deeper into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down at a steady pace. He sank his head down even further so he could feel Dan’s cock hitting the back of his throat. “Fuck, you look so hot.” Dan groaned and gripped onto his hair to set the pace of the movements. Phil was gazing up at him with watery eyes, pupils blown, managing to somehow still look innocent while sucking him off. Dan moaned quietly at the feeling, watching Phil taking as much of him as he could down his throat, using his hands to stroke at what he couldn’t reach, gagging a little. He could swear to God that Phil’s lips were made for sucking dick. Sweat gathering on his forehead, he dug his nails into his palms as he started to get closer. Dan could feel the orgasm slowly building up inside of him. He didn’t want to cum yet so he gently pushed Phil, who finally pulled away with a playful smirk on his face, loving the fact that he was able to make Dan feel that way without any effort.

“Okay. Enough playing around. Come up here.” Dan ordered, rewarding Phil with a sloppy kiss as he did what he was asked for. “Now I want you to take off those boxers…” he whispered against Phil’s lips, running his fingers through his waistline and feeling the softness of the skin beneath it. “…so I can fuck you hard” Phil obeyed without complaining, tugging his boxers and throwing them aside, not missing the soaked patch where he’d been leaking precum. His hands were shaky from the anticipation. He leaned his hips forward, feeling his bulge grind against Dan’s. He was so hard already, and Dan hadn’t even touch his dick yet. The younger boy placed three fingers inside of Phil’s mouth to lather them with spit, seductively gazing up at him with his creamy brown eyes. Phil couldn’t help but whimper imagining what was coming next. Fingers covered in spit, Dan started teasing around his boyfriend’s hole and then pushed one of them in all the way up to his knuckle. Phil bit the pillow in an unsuccessful attempt not to wail, a sudden mixture of pain and pleasure invading him. Dan slid a second finger, pumping them slowly in and out, enjoying the view of Phil squirming and curling his toes. He sped up his movements as he added a third finger, leaning down to kiss Phil, who couldn’t help but moan against his lips. A loud whimper escaped Phil’s mouth when Dan spread his fingers inside of him and involuntarily curled his legs up.

“You’re so cute when you moan like that.” Dan teased with an evil smirk creeping over his face, gripping the boy’s ankle to force him to stay still, then trailing his fingers over Phil’s length softly. Phil was a sweaty mess beneath him, writhing in pleasure with his mouth slightly opened and his cheeks blushing. He was so sweet and adorable, Dan loved seeing him like that, crumbling at his touch. He desperately needed to get deep inside of him. Dan moved his lips to bite along Phil’s jawline, who inhaled sharply upon Dan’s bite, exhaling with a breathy moan.

“I want you now, please, Dan.” he breathed, digging his nails into the mattress. Dan bit his bottom lip staring back at Phil, eyes clouded with lust as he leaned forward to meet him with a passionate kiss, pulling out his fingers. The younger boy crawled over the side of the bed to reach for the lube and coated his erection. He briefly considered a condom, before immediately tossing away the idea; they could shower when they were done, because he wanted to feel this. 

“Say it again” Dan muttered with a taunting smirk on his face, positioning himself between Phil’s legs and pressing his length against his entrance. Phil squirmed in anticipation and breathed heavily. “Please, fuck me already.” The agonised tone of his voice made Dan’s heart soar. His baby blue eyes were watery as he gazed up at Dan, who pushed his tip inwards, letting a loud moan come out of his throat. “Fuck, I do love to hear you beg.” He forced himself all the way up Phil’s tight hole, aiming to the spot he knew drove him crazy. 

Phil let out a throaty, loud groan as he felt Dan’s length filling him in one thrust. He dug his nails into Dan’s shoulder blades with force and began panting heavily, face bright pink. Phil wrapped his legs around the younger boy’s hips, desperately trying to get even closer to him. He met Dan’s neck with his lips, biting a path of bruises down his jawline, whimpering against his skin. Dan pumped hard into Phil, hitting his prostate and gazing down to see his cock disappearing inside of the older boy. Their lips met roughly in a hungry kiss, moaning against each other. The sound of the headboard banging roughly against the wall mixed with their rapid breathing filled the room. Phil made a high-pitched whine, pushing back and pleading Dan to go rougher as he bit his bottom lip. The black strands of his hair were sticking to his sweaty forehead as he panted helplessly, an intense pleasure flooding into him. He arched his back when he felt Dan beating faster, his legs gripping him hard and urging him forward.

“You like that, baby?” Dan breathed as he pushed himself deeper and harder into Phil. “Yes. Please, don’t stop.” Phil let out in one sigh, a moan slipping out his mouth, pressing even harder into Dan’s length.

Dan leaned to nibble Phil’s earlobe then slightly changed his angle, slamming hard into his prostate. Phil groaned loudly, feeling that familiar pull in his stomach telling him he was close. He looked up at Dan with pleading eyes, begging him to touch his unattended cock. Dan pecked a gentle kiss to Phil’s forehead and did what he was asked for, rapidly stroking Phil’s length as he was still thrusting hard into him. He just couldn’t say no to Phil’s begs. The sight of Phil underneath him, sweaty and softly mumbling his name went straight to Dan’s cock, who could feel his oncoming orgasm burning through his body.

“Do you want me to go faster?” His little dimple showed as he smirked down at Phil, who clenched around him and groaned as he murmured a soft ‘please’. Dan knew Phil was close, he was so goddamn close; he could feel his precum all over both of their stomachs. He pushed back in, watching Phil’s face as his eyes opened a little more and his legs wrapped tighter still around him, keeping him deep inside. All he could think about was how perfect Phil’s touch felt upon his skin, how lucky he was for having such a perfect person in his life. “You’re so beautiful, Phil. I love you so much.” he tells him with a faint voice, intertwining their fingers together. “I love you too, Dan.” Phil whispered weakly as he curved his mouth in a little, warm smile that made Dan melt. He squeezed his left hand around Phil, wrenching a groan from the man beneath him. Phil moaned and rolled his eyes back as he gripped the bed sheets with force, spilling hot white stripes over the pale skin of his stomach.

Dan slowed down his thrusts to an almost achingly slow pace, firm but still mindful. He felt Phil tighten around him, which had tingles shooting up his spine, his own orgasm seconds away from him. The sound of Phil’s desperate gasps was driving him crazy. His fists clenched, grabbing at nothing. “Phil, god” he was surprised to hear how breathless he sounded. Phil had somehow managed to keep his legs shakily wrapped around him as he came, keeping him deep inside. He leaned to nibble Dan’s neck and breath against his skin. “Come inside me.” Phil begged and then moved to meet Dan’s mouth with a kiss, his fingers softly tracing lines up and down his back, trying to pull himself closer to Dan. The younger kissed back, trying to deepen the kiss, his arms shaking as he clenched the bed sheets tightly. He felt Phil’s tongue poking against his lips, so he separated them to give him access. He moaned Phil’s name against his mouth and shut down his eyes as he came inside of him, groaning loudly in utter relief. “Fuck!” he breathed, pulling out and immediately flopped down next to Phil, pressing his lips to his shoulder.

Completely worn out, Phil couldn’t stop his legs from trembling a little. He closed his eyes for a second to try to get rid of the dizziness, unable to really move any of his limbs. Dan shushed him with a sloppy kiss on the lips as he cleaned him up gently from all the leaking cum and lube. “Shh. I’ve got you now, sweetheart.” he cooed. He grabbed one extra pillow and placed it under Phil’s head so he could lie comfortably, then threw a fluffy blanket over his body and climbed up beside him, wrapping him with his arms.

A peaceful silence filled the room for a few minutes. It was one of those wordless moments. Nothing they could have said would have described the thoughts inside their heads. Everything was way too perfect, way too pure to translate it into human language. So they just lay there in silence, enjoying the warmth of each other’s skin. 

Prompt: I always have this cute hc that sometimes dan sits on phil’s lap and they cuddle and phil gives him sweet man kisses from behind his neck.

Thank you @theamazingcorpsefreak for sending this in. It means a lot to me!!

Genre: fluff || Pairing: phan || Trigger Warnings: oceans of fluff || Word Count:337

⤮ Lazy Sundays are one of the most precious things to cherish in the Howell-Lester household. With a lot of things coming up, most Sundays are not lazy, so Dan and Phil make the most of it by laying in their bedroom, cuddling up to each other.

⤮ Dan is pretty much full laying on Phil, but Phil doesn’t mind a bit. This gives a perfect reason for Phil to watch what Dan is doing, giving his arm little rubs and making him smell Dan all around. He watches as Dan plays Legend of Zelda on the nintendo switch. Phil looks over to his laptop, which is playing a show he can’t remember the name of at the moment. He sits there and watches the show when he feels Dan’s breathing stagger a little and hears him start to grumble.

⤮ “What’s up, love?” Phil asks Dan, and for a moment Dan looks stunned. ‘How in the hell did he know?’ “I can’t find the sword for the quest.” Phil smiles, and starts to kiss the back of his neck. Dan whines, trying to shuffle away. Phil pins him down, starting to tickle his sides.

⤮Dan starts to thrash around, giggling and squirming around. Phil just laughs with him, making this one of his favorite lazy sundays they’ve ever had.

⤮When the sun starts to set, they grab a cotton candy bath bomb (after fighting because Phil is not getting into a black bath, Daniel!) and they let it fizz out. When they bought this house, they made sure they had a big enough tub for two giants to cuddle in it just for these types of moments. Phil grabs some grapes (no, dan we aren’t going to get chumpy water in our mouths.) As they feed each other the grapes, trying to make it a small game of chubby bunny.

I think a lot of people are missing the importance of this. In the first part of the video is a clip from when the boys are in front of the school talking about the missing kids and all. Richie points out using one of his comments that he thinks Betty is dead, to which Bill corrects him saying she’s just missing, we can also see Richie correcting himself after. The second half is a clip from when they are at the sewer and find Bettys shoe, usually people miss Richies comment in this scene and just say that it’s an another inappropriate comment from his side. Which is not true. Well at least not completely. What he says is ‘How do you think Betty FEELS..’ as in now, so that would mean he’s hinting to the fact that she’s alive. Which, as we seen previously, he thinks she isn’t. He may have used a remark that wasn’t really fitting for the situation, but he was careful not to hurt his best friend who still believes his brother and the others are alive, despite his own beliefs.

RICHARD TOZIER IS A SWEET KID WHO CARES DEARLY FOR HIS FRIENDS. HE DESERVES ALL THE HAPPINESS AND LOVE IN THE WORLD. FOUL MOUTH DOES NOT MEAN FOUL HEART.

hc with 2009!phan and dan’s like SUPER innocent like never even kissed anyone?

Bless you both…

Dan was curled up sleepily beside Phil on his couch, only half-focusing on the anime that was playing; his mind was more centered on where Phil’s fingertips were gently stroking little concentric circles on his knee. He was trembling slightly just from those innocent touches, hands arranged to cover that he was hard in what he hoped was a subtle way.

His interactions with Phil defied any labels he tried to put on them, because Phil was naturally affectionate, and touched Dan casually–but it was sheer torture for him in moments like this, when all he could think about was how much he wanted more (though what precisely, he couldn’t quite define).

Phil’s hand slowed and stopped and Dan almost whined a protest. “Dan?”

“Mm?” Dan cleared his throat and sat up a bit straighter–Phil’s tone warranted his full attention.

“I um… Would it be completely off limits for me to kiss you?” Phil asked him quietly.

Dan experienced a peculiar swoop of panic and excitement and turned to meet Phil’s eyes. “You want to?” he asked awkwardly, making Phil chuckle breathlessly.

“God, yes, I really do…” Phil started to lean in and Dan’s eyes widened, leaning away. “Oh, I’m sorry,” Phil said quickly, face falling almost comically.

“N-no, it’s okay, you can, I just… Might not be very good. I’ve never kissed anyone before.” Dan bit his lip.

“Oh.” Phil looked quite surprised but shrugged. “That’s fine. I can teach you, if you like?”

Dan nodded shyly and Phil lightly cupped his jaw, moving forward to press a soft, chaste kiss to Dan’s lips. A flood of arousal filled Dan’s body, making his jeans, normally quite tight, unbearable. He moaned softly and Phil smirked against his lips. “Do that again,” Dan breathed, eyes wide and pupils blown, when Phil started to pull away. Phil obliged with a grin, kissing him more firmly and lightly sucking Dan’s lower lip into his mouth.

The sound Dan made at that was intoxicating, and Phil let out a pleased sigh, nipping his full lip gently and licking over it. Dan was openly shivering, whimpers leaving him at regular intervals. Phil moved away from his mouth, kissing down over his jawline to his neck and pausing to lick and suck at his pulse point.

Dan was overwhelmed with sensation and he gasped when he felt Phil’s teeth graze the sensitive skin of his throat. “Oh, fuck,” he managed, torn between pulling away from the intense feelings and arching into them, but Phil made that decision for him by tangling his fingers in Dan’s silky hair and tugging to tilt his head further back.

Phil bit down firmly then and Dan let out a cry, body tensing for a moment before his cock started twitching hard with his release. He pressed a hand to it, almost crying at the sickly mixture of pleasure and shame that filled him. Phil pulled back, looking confused, but Dan saw the moment that realization dawned.

“Did you just…” Dan nodded, absolutely mortified.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to, I couldn’t help it,” he said with a sob as the tears started flowing down his cheeks.

“Aw, Dan it’s alright…” Phil pulled him close, wrapping his arms around Dan’s waist and gently kissing the top of his head.

“No, it’s not, I ruined everything.”

“Don’t give yourself too much credit, love; you didn’t even ruin one thing, never mind everything. I’m… Well I’m flattered,” Phil said with a chortle. Dan lifted his head to look at him curiously.

“Why?” he asked incredulously.

“Well, if I can make you do that just with some kisses, I must be pretty incredible,” he teased, and Dan shoved him lightly with a tearful laugh.

“So, um… Maybe we can try this again some time?”

“I’d love to.”

Aaaaah my poor lil Danny boy…

-Phil hadn’t been feeling well the past few weeks; he wasn’t one to frequently fall into voids of insecurity or self-loathing, but recently it seemed like nothing he did had a positive result. Due to his exhaustion making videos had been more difficult, it’d been over two weeks since the last video he uploaded and he could tell the fans were getting antsy, but every time he tried to film he just couldn’t get into the proper mindset and ended up trashing the footage.

-He was tired and upset, and as more and more stress started to build, Dan could sense how distressed his boyfriend was feeling. He barely ate at dinner time, and the normal energetic vibe that originated from him and brightened the whole house up was dulled.

-So he came up with a plan to make him feel better: comforting rough sex followed by sweet aftercare and lots of cuddles.

-Getting the other to relax enough to make his advances was no trouble, he put on some old episodes of Buffy on the tv and they watched them together, Phil curled up at Dan’s side and finally looking a bit more peaceful, though his brow was still furrowed in obvious stress.

-After about ten minutes Dan leaned over to rest against Phil’s shoulder, the positioning giving him easy access to kiss up his neck. He sucked a mark just below his ear, nibbling gently on the lobe until Phil began to shiver.

-“Bear, what are you doing?” Phil mumbled, giggling softly when Dan just smirked in response. “Wanna make you feel good baby, you’ve been so stressed lately, thought this might take your mind off of things.” He explained.

-Phil whimpered as Dan whispered into his ear, he never really liked whispering except for in contexts like this, when Dan’s voice was low and purring and made everything so much better as he left lovebites all over his throat.

-“Dan, you don’t have to do anything for me—ah!” Phil cried, being cut off by his own moan when Dan slipped his hand under the waistband of his jeans, fingers wrapping around his cock and stroking smoothly. “Shh, let me take care of you.” Dan cooed, still kissing over the hickeys he’d left all over Phil’s skin.

-Phil closed his eyes and let Dan take over, moaning when he stroked faster and rubbed a calloused finger through his slit. His hips bucked up into the contact, yearning for something more. Dan could sense what he needed, unbuckling his jeans and pulling them down, along with his boxers. He pushed Phil down against the sofa, hovering over him and taking in how beautiful he looked in that moment, cheeks flushed bright pink and and cock resting red against his stomach, leaking a bit of precum onto the soft fabric of his hoodie.

-“My pretty baby, spread your legs for me sweetheart, wanna finger you.” Dan said, pulling out lube that was conveniently hidden under the cushion (this wasn’t the first time they’d fucked on the couch) and drenching his fingers with the liquid.

-Phil did as he asked, opening his legs and letting Dan move to sit between them, one finger moving down to circle his rim. Phil whined at the teasing sensation, grinding down against the contact until Dan pulled away with a tut.

-“Gonna take my time with you, want it to be nice and slow.” He muttered, pressing against Phil’s perineum and making him mewl. After a few more seconds of teasing build up he finally pushed a single finger in, Phil adjusting easily. He rutted down, meeting Dan’s thrusts and trying to hit his own prostate, whining when he couldn’t find it.

-“Don’t worry baby, I’ve got you.” Dan reassured, sliding in another finger beside the first and scissoring them, knowing Phil liked to feel himself being stretched. “Gonna get you nice and ready for my cock, yeah? Gonna feel so good when I get inside you.”

-Phil moaned at his words, back arching off the sofa and thighs shaking in pleasure. He was so overwhelmed, Dan had found his prostate and was rubbing roughly against it, the intense feeling all encompassing and making him sob. He was trembling, whimpering and babbling pleas for more as Dan praised him lovingly.

-Eventually he was done stretching Phil, pulling out his fingers and chuckling when Phil whined at the loss. “Take a deep breath now love, gonna go in slow, I want you to feel every inch.” He cooed, voice far too fond for the words it spoke.

-Dan stayed true to his word, sliding in gently and letting Phil adjust, whispering soothing words and taking care to make sure he was okay. Phil gasped with every added inch, small, breathy moans slipping past his lips before he could even try to stop them. He wrapped his legs around Dan’s hips, wanting to push him even deeper.

-“Dan, move, fuck.” He whined, patience wearing thin when he could feel Dan’s dick throb inside him at his noises. Fortunately for the sake of his sex drive, Dan did as told, building a steady pace and beginning to fuck into Phil, the head of his cock grinding just right into his spot.

-“Take my cock so fucking good angel,” Dan groaned, “So good, just for me.” Phil cried out when he wrapped his fingers around his dick, stroking fast and in time with his thrusts. Dan leaned down and sank his teeth into his clavicle, making Phil throw his head back and shout.

-He could tell Phil was close to cumming, his whole body was quivering and he couldn’t stop squirming. He slipped his fingers under Phil’s hoodie and rubbed against his nipples harshly, taking in the sight as he was pushed over the edge, voice cracking on a high pitched cry and cum spurting from his cock.

-Dan finished soon after, hitting his release and cumming inside Phil, riding his orgasm out. He pulled out carefully, watching his cum leak from Phil’s hole with a sense of pride.

-“Daaan, wanna cuddle.” Phil pleaded, smiling when Dan curled his arms around him and pulled him to his chest. “Love you so much, thanks for taking my mind off of things.” He mumbled, post-sex sleepiness getting the better of him as he started to doze off in Dan’s embrace.

-“I love you too dear, remember I’m always here for you if you need to talk.” Dan reassured, pressing a tender kiss to Phil’s forehead. “Mhm, if I need to talk or get dicked.” Phil replied, sending the other into a fit of laughter that slowly dissipated into soft snores; the two drifted off to sleep together.

here’s my first fic of the seven that are going up this week!

An accidental like on Twitter brings Dan more than he bargained for.

“Hey guys! I’m joined today by Dan, and we’re going to be doing the chapstick challenge!”

aka the one where Dan and Phil try to do the chapstick challenge and it doesn’t exactly go as planned

words: 2.8k

tags: chapstick challenge, friends to lovers, fluff, making out, slight grinding but no real smut

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