*uses ™ while sexting*

feminization?

phil fuckign dan from behind pl s

“You know you can only get off when I’m fucking you,” Phil whispered, wrapping one arm around Dan’s chest and hauling him upwards until Dan’s back was pressed against his own chest. Dan’s breathing stuttered and his jaw fell open, his hips swiveling as he worked himself back on Phil’s cock.

“You love how big I am, isn’t that right?” Phil muttered, low and filthy right in Dan’s ear. “How thick my cock is inside of you, hmm? How good I fill you up…” He trailed off with a grunt, thrusting hard and deep. Dan gasped and threw his hands back, digging his nails into Phil’s bicep.

“And look at you,” Phil murmured, trailing one hand down across Dan’s hip to wrap around his cock. “It’s so small. It’s not even a cock is it, really? It’s more like a clit.” Dan whines at that, a high, reedy noise that slips unbidden through his teeth. Phil’s hold tightens and he grins.

“I’m right, aren’t I? It’s just a little clit for me to rub while I fuck you–” he leans in until his lips brush the shell of Dan’s ear, “as I fuck you right in your greedy little cunt.”

“D-don’t– don’t call it that,” Dan whimpered even as his hips pushed back against Phil’s cock. Phil chuckled, low and dark, the sound rumbling through his chest and making Dan shiver.

“You don’t mean that,” Phil cooed. “After all, look at how much your pretty little clit is throbbing with it.” Dan’s cock pulsed in his hand and Phil smirked, resting his forehead against the nape of Dan’s neck as he snapped his hips even faster and harder.

“I don’t think you even need me to stroke your clit, do you, baby?” Phil took his hand away and Dan whined. “I think you can cum just from me fucking you right in your pretty little pussy, baby.” Phil snapped his hips forward brutally, stuffing Dan full of his cock as he came. With a whimper, a sigh, and a scream, Dan followed him over the edge, eventually slumping forward, entirely spent.

Ok hi this is my first fic on here idk what happened lol. I added some light dom/sub and spanking but I hope this is something like what you were looking for !! 

It’s not the first time they’ve done anything sexual – Dan had been surprisingly eager for a virgin, and they hadn’t dated for more than two weeks before he’d been on his knees for Phil – but it is the first time they’ve fucked. They’re less than five minutes into prep, and Phil’s pretty sure if Dan doesn’t stop doing what he’s doing right away, this whole thing might finish before they’ve started. 

“Phil, fuck,” Dan whines, his tan lithe body stretched out and twitching impatiently against Phil’s sheets. Like always, they’ve chosen a day when Phil’s parents aren’t home, thank fuck; Dan’s even louder than usual, his legs spread and trembling as Phil pushes a second finger into his hole. “Please, hurry, I want you in me, I want it, Phil.” Dan’s eyes are wide, a splash of darkness against the flush burning along his cheekbones. When Phil scissors his fingers, Dan’s mouth falls open around a wordless moan. 

Ok hi this is my first fic on here idk what happened lol. I added some light dom/sub and spanking but I hope this is something like what you were looking for !! 

It’s not the first time they’ve done anything sexual – Dan had been surprisingly eager for a virgin, and they hadn’t dated for more than two weeks before he’d been on his knees for Phil – but it is the first time they’ve fucked. They’re less than five minutes into prep, and Phil’s pretty sure if Dan doesn’t stop doing what he’s doing right away, this whole thing might finish before they’ve started. 

“Phil, fuck,” Dan whines, his tan lithe body stretched out and twitching impatiently against Phil’s sheets. Like always, they’ve chosen a day when Phil’s parents aren’t home, thank fuck; Dan’s even louder than usual, his legs spread and trembling as Phil pushes a second finger into his hole. “Please, hurry, I want you in me, I want it, Phil.” Dan’s eyes are wide, a splash of darkness against the flush burning along his cheekbones. When Phil scissors his fingers, Dan’s mouth falls open around a wordless moan. 

Prompt: ive been thinking abt phil cumming in dans ass and plugging it to keep it in,,,

Author’s Note: a plot? character development? I don’t know her. Meaningful dialogue? i think the fuck not.. sooo I got a little carried away and this fic is pretty much me taking all my kinks out on a nice drive through the country tbh I added neko cause why not. Also i was gross with cum again surprise surprise (1.7k words)

This probably isn’t what you meant by whiny but hey go hard or go home. And ofc I added some daddy kink. Getting me not to is the hard part.

Anyonewho tries to tell you that humans don’t go into heat clearly hasn’t met DanielHowell. Years ago, Phil would have said the same thing – that it’s reserved foroestrous cycle animals and that men who claim to have anything along the linesof a “sex addiction” are just fishing for excuses to sleep with the nanny. Thenwhen he met Dan, everything he thought he knew about human sexuality went outthe window. It’s not that Phil’s boyfriend is an overly sexual person all thetime – in fact, for most of the year he struggles to keep up with Phil’s ratherstandard libido. Dan has a tendency to run himself into the ground and surviveoff as little sleep as possible, which tends to wreak havoc with his sex drive.That’s not to say that they don’t normally have sex, because they do, butgenerally no more than two or three times a week. Usually, it’s just some nicevanilla loving with Dan’s back on the bed and his legs around Phil’s waist, or,if he’s not too tired, sitting in Phil’s lap and riding him as they lazily makeout. They’ve both come to the agreement that handjobs aren’t even worth theeffort, but there’s the occasional blowjob thrown in when they’re bored or don’thave the time to go all the way. What they have is probably considered theaverage sex life for two people who have been together as long as they have.And then there’s that one week a year when all this information becomes voidand null.

The only way either of them can describe it is a form of heat. It hits Danevery year without fail, always around the same time. He falls into this sexualfrenzy where it’s all he can think about – he can’t sleep, he can’t work, hecan barely eat. The only two options available in his mind are fuck or be fucked. Every little touch against his skin is oversensitive –even the fabric of his clothes brushing over his skin gets him desperate andpanting. He tends to spend the week indoors in only his underwear for a laxattempt at modesty. When he’s not actually naked and fucking, that is. Heprobably comes more times in that week than he does for the rest of the yearcombined, and when it passes he sleeps for three days straight, waking only todrink water and use the bathroom.

just some really rough sex like really really rough because I’m a thirsty hoe wanting to hear Phil call Dan his fucktoy and yeah

hi! could u please write some cumdump!dan???? thank you so much! Xx

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WRITE SOME HUMILIATION/DEGRADATION HC, YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I LOVE THEM I LITERALLY NUT IN 0.3 SECONDS

dan with degradation kink like being forced to do things he considers degrading. Sorry.

everything mentioned above is included so pls be cautious mateys 

-phil’s job is stressful, to say the least. he’s a prestigious businessman, having inherited his father’s company just last year, and honest to god, he never thought it’d be this taxing. cleaning up other peoples’ incompetent mistakes, travelling for meetings, writing up hundreds of overly-wordy e-mails.

-dan is his solution and an unconventional one, at that. stress relief comes in the form of a pretty brunet boy with soft curves who’s currently kneeling beside phil’s home office desk, his thin wrists bound tightly behind his back by a pair of leather cuffs. there’s a matching collar around his pale, throat, too. that’s how phil likes him. vulnerable and waiting for whatever phil or anyone else in the office gives him - phil doesn’t mind sharing his toy, once in awhile - everyone knows about the boss’s slave, and there are few who wouldn’t give up a week’s salary to use it.

-after finishing up a phone call, phil pats the top of his desk, barely glancing down as dan eagerly scrambles up to his feet and attempts to lay himself across it, like he’s been taught. the maneuver is clumsy with his hands tied behind his back, and phil grins at the way his face heats up in embarrassment. it’s almost endearing. phil wants to coat that pretty blush with a load of cum.

-“c’mon, slut, i don’t have all day,” he chides. growing impatient, he grabs dan’s smallish waist and tugs him into place instead - on his back, head hung over the edge of the desk and thighs spread beautifully. “now that’s better, isn’t it?”

-the vulgar nickname has dan shivering in anticipation, cock leaking against his tummy; he’s been hard all day, kept from release, because pathetic little cumdumps don’t deserve to orgasm. something about that only makes dan harder, needier.

-his hole’s already stretched, lubed, and filled with three loads of cum from earlier, kept in place by a thick black plug that stretches his puffy rim obscenely. “please use me, sir,” he murmurs shakily. as phil looks him over with a hungry gaze, dan thinks he’s wondering which hole to defile first - his mouth, or his ass.

-phil chooses his mouth. he guides the tip of his cock to dan’s pretty pink lips and dan parts his mouth obediently, letting the girth of phil’s cock slide across his tongue until it bumps the back of his throat and the boy gags around him, but doesn’t struggle. just squirms against the polished mahogany as phil sheathes himself completely. “that’s a good fucktoy,” he murmurs, feeling dan’s throat constrict around him, a little choked sound surfacing. god, phil lives for those sounds. “this is what you were made for, yeah? taking your master’s cock.”

-phil fucks dan’s throat hard, deep and leisurely, making sure dan’s struggling to breathe the entire time. there are tears in the boy’s wide, brown eyes, but the way his pretty cock dribbles into his navel is just proof that he loves it as much as phil does. “love using your mouth,” he grunts. “and you love it too. dirty fucking whore.”

-dan lets out a strained, muffled groan around phil’s cock, hips jumping up and searching for a friction that phil refuses to give him.

-phil responds by burying himself in dan’s throat and holding the boy’s head firmly in place as he gags violently, whimpers, writhes about, his throat bulging just from the girth that phil’s stuffed in it. he looks so beautiful, eyes rolled back in his head while he ruts up into the air, and phil almost doesn’t want to take his eyes off him when the phone suddenly rings.

-as he takes the call, phil doesn’t even hesitate, just keeps pounding into dan’s throat, paying no attention to the mindless slut on his desk. dan’s face is burning red with the humiliation of being ignored, and he knows he should be used to being seen as a personal cocksleeve. but being used while phil talks casually to another coworker never fails to get his cock aching.

-he ends up being too loud for phil’s liking. so when the man hangs up the phone, dan’s met with an icy stare and a careless smack across his face that makes him cry out beautifully. the sting lingers long after the contact ends. “haven’t i taught you to shut the fuck up when i’m in a call?” phil growls through a tightly clenched jaw, and then he’s bringing his hand down to give dan’s cock a harsh blow instead. dan flinches, keens around phil’s length, dribbling out a little precum onto his stomach. “disgusting little slut. you like that, don’t you? can’t even give you a punishment since everything makes that pathetic little cock leak.”

-phil gets a hand around dan’s length, strokes it, squeezes it until dan whimpers pitifully and writhes, his hips twitching uselessly. the pain feels so good, too good, but just as dan’s about to cum, phil delivers a harsher smack to the sensitive length, staving off dan’s orgasm. his plea is muffled around phil’s thick cock, though, and he knows he has no hope of release.

-when phil cums, he pulls out and releases all over dan’s face, coating his cheeks and lips in a spray of hot, white fluid. dan’s eyes are glazed over with lust, tongue darting out to lap it up eagerly. maybe if he cleans up like a good boy, phil will let him cum.

-but phil just tucks himself back into his jeans, grabs dan by the collar, and drags him unceremoniously off the lacquered mahogany until he stumbles down, knees hitting the wooden floor with a harsh thud. “thank you, master,” dan murmurs automatically, pressing his forehead devotedly against phil’s knee. he doesn’t bother wiping the cum off his face, knowing phil likes him looking messy and sloppy. “won’t disappoint you so much next time, promise.” his cock is still bobbing between his thighs, dripping precum and positively throbbing, in need of relief.

“Pleaseee?” Dan whined, pouting and rocking where he sat cross legged on Phil’s bed.

“Dan, I don’t think that’s-”

Dan interrupted him by pouncing on him, pinning him and pushing him backwards on the bed. “Do you not want me or something…?”

Phil could feel his face flush, but he rolled his eyes at his hyper boyfriend.

“I do, Dan, of course I do but I-”

“Then what’s the problem!” Dan trailed his fingers down Phil’s stomach, placing a messy kiss on his jaw. “Don’t you want my mouth on your cock?” He asked, softly.

Phil sucked in a sharp breath. “Baby-” he choked. “I do, I really really do, but I… I tend to get a bit… excited.”

Dan smirked, playing with Phil’s button teasingly, straddling his hips.

“Well good, that’s the point.”

Phil took a shaky breath, allowing Dan to unbutton his jeans and begin to push them down his hips, revealing the clear tent in his boxers from all this. Dan grinned wickedly.

Dan had been trying to get this from Phil for ages, and now that they were finally alone together, in Phil’s room, he was gonna pin him down. No escaping this time.

Dan was a giant cockslut, and Phil’s dick was… fuck.

“I don’t wanna hurt you,” Phil whined breathily, playing with Dan’s hair as he slid down Phil’s stomach.

“You won’t.” Dan frowned. “How would you hurt me?”

Phil swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and bit his lip. “I told you, I get a bit excited…”

Dan crawled back up the bed, pressing his nose to Phil’s. “Choke me,” he whispered. “Fuck my throat, don’t care. Wanna get you off.”

Phil let a shuddery gasp fall from his lips, and he nodded, no words coming to mind.

“Tap my hip twice if you want to stop,” he finally muttered, and now Dan nodded.

He went back down, brushing his hands down Phil’s stomach and making him shiver. Dan’s lip quivered with anticipation.

He slowly rubbed at the head of the bulge in Phil’s boxers, looking up to watch his reaction. He didn’t regret it when Phil groaned, a soft, strangled noise, gripping Dan’s hair tightly.

Dan grinned, dipping down to kiss his tip; mouthing him slowly and teasingly.

Light huffs of frustration and arousal were leaving Phil’s mouth in bursts, and he squirmed under Dan’s touch. It felt nice to have him be the one like this; it was usually Dan whimpering at the slightest touch from the older.

“Dan,” Phil whined, tugging at his hair, and Dan nodded.

He tugged at the waistband of the older boy’s boxers, pulling them off over his erection. As soon as they were past his knees, Dan went to work. He took Phil’s head into his mouth, swirling his tongue and flicking over the tip like he had practiced so many times for this exact moment.

Phil moaned loudly, throwing his head back, shifting his legs.

Dan couldn’t help himself anymore; he sunk down on his cock, his mouth enveloping Phil’s shaft and taking it to the hilt. He only lasted a few seconds before he was pulling back, sputtering and gasping for breath.

Phil gasped sharply, tugging on Dan’s hair and pulling him back down, desperate for more. Dan obliged, swallowing around his cock and licking everywhere he could reach.

“Fuck, Dan,” Phil cursed, his voice strained and broken, and Dan’s dick twitched in his jeans. He moaned around Phil, and Phil instinctively bucked his hips.

Dan choked, a muffled gagging noise humming against Phil’s cock as it hit the back of his throat. He could feel his face going red, but fuck this was hot, and Phil was clearly enjoying it.

Dan blinked up at him, rutting slightly against the bed, watching Phil grip the sheets beneath him.

“D-Dan, n-need-”

Dan pulled off with a pop, his eyes glinting.

“Fuck my mouth.”

Before Phil could respond Dan flipped them, so Phil was hovering over his face, and Dan sucked on his tip.

Phil groaned, his thighs shaking, but he hesitated. “Dan, I’ll hurt you.”

“I don’t care,” Dan breathed, trying to pull Phil’s hips down. “I’ll be fine. I’ll stop you if I need it. Two taps, remember?”

Phil pressed his lips together, and slowly nodded, shifting his hips so his cock was perfectly over Dan’s mouth.

Phil thrust slowly at first, not reaching the back of Dan’s throat, and Dan responded eagerly; licking and sucking at every part of him he could reach. Phil trembled with need, and finally gave in, snapping his hips.

Dan gagged, a wet, whiny noise that made Phil groan and do it again.

Dan gripped Phil’s hips, digging his nails into the flesh as Phil thrust again and again. He could feel his face going very red, and his breathing was ragged and short, getting hardly any time to get the oxygen he needed.

But still, he was insanely aroused by the fact that Phil was using him like this, using his mouth as a toy. Just something to get him off.

Dan whimpered around Phil’s shaft, his lips stretched to the maximum. He felt tears being squeezed out of his eyes, and he couldn’t breathe, but he would never make Phil stop. He was making such delicious noises from above him, fucking into Dan’s mouth greedily, gripping the pillow at his head.

Dan gagged wetly, barely aware of the tears now streaming down his face. His mind was fuzzy, all of his senses focused on Phil. He clawed at Phil’s hips desperately, rutting his hips against nothing. He squeezed his eyes shut, choking, and he hiccuped.

Phil groaned, snapping his hips hard, and Dan whimpered, hiccuping again.

“Fuckfuckfuck,” Phil cursed breathlessly. “Holy shit, Dan, baby, so good.”

Dan hummed, hiccuping a third time and making a noise that sounded like a suction cup. Now he couldn’t stop hiccuping, squirming under Phil, choked sobs emerging, conflicted between escaping the thing blocking his air and leaning into it.

Without warning Phil came down his throat, pulling back to finish on his lips. Dan gratefully licked it up, gasping for breath, his face regaining color.

“Shit,” Phil cursed again, sitting up and reaching forward to touch Dan’s face, drawing his thumb over his bottom lip. “Are you okay? Shit, you’re gonna have bruises on your lips, god I’m so sorry-”

“Phil,” Dan interrupted, his voice raspy and quiet. Phil’s eyes widened. “It’s fine. I asked for it. I’m…” he smiled sleepily. “I’m glad that now everyone can see I’m yours.” He was stifled by a yawn, blinking at his boyfriend.

“Alright baby,” Phil whispered, still somewhat concerned. “I’m guessing you’re staying the night…?”