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"Fuck, really Phil? Here? You want it now?" Dan whispers. Not surprised after all these years with Phil but still extremely baffled everytime Phil does or says something out of the ordinary. They're currently doing some promotional shoot in a professional studio, currently on a break after some shots on a small break room of some sorts.

It was definitely still a public setting despite them being the only two people in the small room at the moment and Dan shouldn't be as excited as he is right now like a damn teenager. But who can blame him when Phil's being extra flirty during their shoot after revealing that they are a couple to the world. He kept biting his tongue as he smiled at Dan, appearing so innocent in front of the flashing lights of the camera. Kept exposing his porcelain skin for all to see 'cause he has an open polo and a sleeveless shirt, and he knows Dan so well that he definitely knows Dan's watching. Watching Phil intensely and yet also keeping tabs on the production staff whose stares lingered a bit too long. He's used to this, or should be. 'Cause after the staff called out a one hour break, Phil immediately pulled him to sit on a chair and made himself comfortable on top of Dan's thighs.

"What if the answer's yes, danny boy?" Phil says, eyes glinting as he tilts his head a little with a matching eyebrow raise just to tease Dan. The latter just exhales loudly and purses his lips, contemplating on the consequences of what Phil - no, what he plans to do. Clearly, Phil sees Dan's thoughts elsewhere and decides to take matters into his own hands, he pulls the collar of Dan's shirt so he could steal a kiss, intenting to get Dan too excited to think about anything else. It definitely worked faster than he was expecting, right when he's about to pull away, Dan pulls him back in again by the back of his head. Dan's large hands framing his nape as he deepens the kiss which sent tingles to Phil's body. Phil whines amidst the kiss and unconsciously grinds his hips right on top of Dan's crotch. Dan sucks in a breath and forces himself to pull away momentarily.

"Is the door locked? How many minutes do we have? Are the walls in this building thin?" Phil almost couldn't understand Dan by how fast he said each question but years of talking to him really paid its price.

"Yes, about 45 minutes and no, I think it's a high end building but we still shouldn't be too loud just in case." Phil answers whilst unbuttoning his and then Dan's pants. Hands immediately palming Dan's rapidly growing erection. Dan whispers something like "Fuck it" upon hearing Phil's answer and wastes no time in pulling Phil in by the waist, embracing the man fully and settles on his neck to pepper some kisses until a somewhat hard suck on Phil's neck made Phil tell Dan to not leave marks above the collarbone. Dan was dismayed but decided he can just leave it someplace else. Dan helped Phil out of his denim shorts and placed his hands at the back of his thighs and stands up while holding Phil. Phil gasps at the movement and clasps on Dan like a koala in fear of falling. He feels the wall behind his back a few seconds later and his underwear being pulled just slightly down so Dan can access his hole. Phil was already extremy dazed by how Dan shows his strength and even moreso when Dan found a way to free his other hand and insert it in Phil's mouth. Phil wants to tell him, he's already good to go, that he's still stretched out from last night but found the current events too hot to just stop. He laves at Dan's fingers, sucking it like it's Dan's dick and not missing to make eye contact as he sucks.

"You're a fucking menace Phil." Dan whispers hoarsely at the scene. Phil just keeps on testing his patience. Too nice for his own good and too damn hot for his own good. When his fingers starts dripping with Phil's saliva, he pulls it out and presses it harshly at Phil's entrance. Finding it still soft and pliant, probably from last night and the thought makes Dan's head - both heads - throb. Phil kisses Dan's neck and hugs him tightly as he's being stretched open with Dan's thick and long fingers, trying hard to suppress his moans.

"If anyone sees you right now, Phil, what would they think? They might assume I'm not giving it to you good when we're at home because of how thirsty you are for this. Is that true, Phil?" Dan whispers, readying himself for the moment he feels Phil's tight heat again. He doesn't want to come too early lest he cuts of the fun too soon.

"No, no, Dan. You give it to me so good every time. Please, I'm ready for you." Phil answers breathlessly, eyes glassy with unshed tears as Dan finds that spot that has him grabbing Dan for dear life, his nails scraping Dan's back.

Dan pulls out his hands and immediately pulls down his own underwear as soon as he has his pants unzipped. His cock springs up to life and hits his stomach. Fully hard without him needing to touch it. Just by seeing, feeling and hearing Phil become putty in his hands is enough to get him raring to go. All while Phil mutters a littany of 'hurry' and 'please' to Dan. He kisses Phil to shut him up for a second and to gather enough spit in his mouth to use as lube, Phil frowns when he pulled away from the kiss to spit at his hand.

"Ugh, that's so gross Dan..." Phil grimaces as he watches Dan rub his shaft with the spit. Dan just smirks at him before going back for another kiss, definitely not to shut Phil up about hygiene when Phil's the one who started this, and he's really not in the mood for finding a lube anywhere else if Phil decided to make him go look.

He uses the kiss as a distraction and lines himself up, still holding Phil against the wall steadily and silently thanking his frequent gym sessions that made him utilize the strength he has in his body properly. Phil gasps, his mouth opening at the blunt intrusion against his entrance. Dan's cock head slides in easily and the first slow drag of Dan's shaft inside made Phil's head spin at how delicious it was. Soon enough Dan finds a rhythm for his thrusts. Marking Phil everywhere his mouth can reach as he goes harder and faster by Phil's demands.

"Yes, dan, please. Just like that... hnghhh!" Phil felt his moans about to spiral out of control as Dan's relentless thrusts pushes him to the edge. He's not used to holding back, always being told by Dan that he loves hearing Phil whenever they make love. Yet at the back of Phil's mind, there's this rush and excitement from doing it in a place that they're both unfamiliar with, also in a place where there's tons of people who can immediately suspect or see what went down. So he opts for Dan's hand, the hand that was plastered on the wall to balance them both. He taps it once, twice, before Dan was able to focus on what he's trying to say because Dan's too busy leaving love bites.

Phil gestures towards Dan's hand and his own mouth, only able to say the words "I can't-" before Dan fully understood him to which Dan easily complied. Dan's sweating profusely, this situation couldn't be hotter in his opinion. They've definitely done almost anything and everything but times like these really tests their top moments.

Dan always adored how Phil takes it like a champ all the time, his skin glistens pink and not to mention his fucked out face. Fuck. Dan really likes him too much it has become a problem.

As Dan drowns out his thoughts as he savors each slide of their skin against each other, they hear a soft knock on the door. Dan halts immediately as they both look at the door like they saw a ghost then they both look at each other's eyes. Upon the second knock there was a voice asking for them to come out to check on something. Yet they're still staring at each other, gauging how to react. Phil was the first to break their eye contact, hand holding Dan's forearm that's connected to the hand currently on his mouth, preventing him to speak. Phil intends to immediately get down from this position and fix himself, ready to complain about being blue balled later when they got home.

However, Dan has other thoughts. Dan did a short experimental thrust, eyes focused on Phil's face as it contorted into one of shock, pleasure and horror. Phil's eyes went wild at what Dan did, then to make matters worse, Dan removes his hand from Phil's mouth and looks at the direction of the door as if to say Phil has gotta be the one to answer and make up an excuse. Phil shivers at the absurdity of it all. He knows they're both wild and downright crazy at times but this takes the cake. Dan thrusts again, when a third knock came and Phil cursed Dan in his head. He's literally too fucked right now to think and Dan decides to be a meanie, just great.

Phil clears his throat and in a loud voice says "Uhm, p-please - uh - excuse Dan and me. W-we're currently on an important call. So - nghh!" Phil glares at Dan when Dan decided his cock in Phil is not enough so he needs to nibble on his nips. Dan thought he might really get in trouble with Phil later so he decided to help him out.

"Yeah, it's a really important call so please tell the others we'll answer any queries after the break." Dan supplies, tone steady even though he's breathing hard and his stamina is declining fast.

"Oh, that's noted, please forgive me for the disturbance." The staff said and thankfully walked away without any fuss.

"You're such a twat! What if they-mmmhhhh" Phil gets shut up by a kiss again, Dan just resumes like nothing happened and soon they're both nearing their climax.

"Fuck, Dan... I'm so close. Oh God," Phil lets out in a shaky breath, his thighs and legs are quaking and his back is sore but he's very much enjoying every second.

"Me too, but don't call God. My name should be enough for you." Dan grunts, his thrusts becoming sporadic.

"Ugh, Dan! Why are you so- I- I'm gonna cum!" He used Dan's arm from earlier to muffle any loud sounds he might make by biting on his forearm. Despite Phil's annoyance with Dan's statement killing the mood he's amazed to see how his cock didn't go soft and instead shot strings of white all over his stomach and Dan's chest. Dan soon following by burying himself as deep as he can go and even with Phil's warning from earlier, he still can't help but nibble on his neck to stave of the sensation of going over the edge.

They calmed down from their highs for a few good seconds before Dan finally got his brain back and slowly pulled out and brought Phil down back on his own feet. He watched as his cum dripped down Phil's quivering thighs and went straight to his underwear that they didn't have time to remove. He feels his cheeks heat up again and immediately looked away to find something he can wipe on but as soon as he's about to turn around, Phil makes his first step and wobbles. Dan thankfully manages to catch him before a nasty fall.

"That was scary, thought I'd fall on my face... this is your fault." Phil says, staring at his jell-o like legs in shock.

"Well, I can't say I'm sorry for fucking you good but I'm sorry I was being an ass." Dan says and presses Phil a forehead kiss before helping him to the nearby chair.

"I hate you."

"You love me."