#bottom!phil

part one, part two

and I'm still yours (ao3) - ShiwiSins (IetjeSiobhan)

Summary: There is something so damn sexy about a man who can take care of things. Who can take care of Dan.

Or: Phil does their taxes. Dan would rather he'd do him.

and if you wanna get freaky on hotel floors (ao3) - jonsaremembers

Summary: based on that photo. you know the one

Bad Day (ao3) - mermaidstailonmyface (louislittletomlintum)

Summary: The one where phil makes dan's bad day just a little bit better

bet on love and let it ride (ao3) - jonsaremembers

Summary: For once in his life, Dan decides not to overthink it.

Cowboy (a.k.a. Two Exhausted Freaks) (ao3) - scaryfangirl2001

Summary: Exhausted from a long day of terrible gaming and moving into their new flat, Dan and Phil deserve a spicy award

Dearest Fantasy (ao3) - Anonymous

Summary: Dan discovers a newfound kink while trying to tease Phil, one that he keeps trying to insist is nothing more than a joke.

Spoiler alert: it’s not a joke.

don't talk to strangers (or you might fall in love) (ao3) - jonsaremembers

Summary: Love and vulnerability in the underworld.

Error 666 (ao3) - fictitiousponies

Summary: Phil downloads another sketchy game for spooky week

Flatshare (ao3) - Flamingbluepanda

Summary: The inherent homoeroticism of Sharing a Bed

Heated (ao3) - reiects

Summary: Dan just wants to be good & Phil loves him so much

Impressions (ao3) - ottertrashpalace

Summary: Art museum guard who knows obsessive amounts about art history x nepo baby curator who has never read a book but keeps knocking it out of the park on vibes alone

in every life (ao3) - youreabadliar

Summary: They're on holiday, they're in love, and Fi wants Dani all to herself.

make me (ao3) - dipnpip

Summary: While reading in bed one night, Dan wants Phil's attention. Phil obliges.

No fun in podcasts (ao3) - harrysbabyboo

Summary: Dan and Phil are almost at the end of the terrible influence tour and as much as he loves it, the pressure is rising for Dan. One guest appearance on a podcast is too much for him and Phil helps him relax.

raised by other beasts (ao3) - youreabadliar

Summary: They deserve a holiday, just the two of them, and Phil wants Dan all to himself.

Red Sex (ao3) - dead_little_lamb19

Summary: In a world where Dan Howell is a pianist who is best inspired by beautiful young boys and girls. Unfortunately someone else really can't stand it.

Someone has to keep you in line (ao3) - HotTopic210

Summary: After recording an episode of Hard Launch, Dan and Phil are left in the studio alone to deal with Dan's brattiness during recording.

Take It (ao3) - httphowell

Summary: Phil takes control in the bedroom, demanding to be fucked on his terms, while Dan eagerly surrenders to his dominance.

watch your step baby girl (ao3) - golfwithsluts

Summary: Based on the convo in phan twitter 6. Sure, Phil is just messy, but what if this caused some problems while the boys were trying to get down and dirty...

Set in the Manchester apartment before Dan moved in

You Fit Me (ao3) - Persadial

Summary: In the world, there are different types of people. The alpha, beta and omega. These three plays a huge role on everyone’s lives and it usually determines what one’s place in the society is. The alphas, the people who are commonly those in power, the highest of the three types. They’re usually CEOs and government officials where they get to show their abilities that far surpasses betas and omegas. The omegas on the other hand, are those who are at the lowest class of the society. Omegas also have heats which enthralls alphas & betas and makes them lose their wit; the primal urge to breed will be the only thing that they’ll think about which usually ends up in forced sexual intercourse. Betas are the average kinds of people who have normal jobs. They are 80% of the world’s population while the omegas are only 5%. Phil Lester is one of those average people. Or that’s what he thought.

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Tags/ Warnings: Smut, Top!Dan, Bottom!Phil, swearing, studentxteacher, wetdreams, grinding, dry humping, swearing.

Summary: So Phil has a bit of a crush on his professor, Mr Howell. He knows that it's completely under his control on what to do. But the guy just has a nice ass, and he just wants him to fuck him up.

They're in Dan's apartment, things are getting heated between the two. Clothes are being thrown off, Dan showing dominance. Their heated make out session was going into something else. Something that Phil had been wanting for as long as Mr. Howell came to the school. It felt almost real, as Dan was grinding down on Phil. Dry humping was one of Phil's kinks, something that he wouldn't admit to anyone. It was very vivid, the image being played out in front of him. As he was about to come, he jolted up, quietly moaning out. He knew something about this had to change.

He either needed to get away from Mr. Howell somehow, or get fucked by Mr. Howell some how. He knew that it was illegal for one of his teachers to have sex with him, but he wanted to try and make it work somehow.

He would be graduating in a month, so he knew it wasn't something that he really had to worry about. He just needed to keep it down for a month, even if the crush on his teacher was getting a bit out of control.

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It was the next day, Phil finally waking to his alarm other than a wet dream of his university professor. Speaking of Mr. Howell, he had his class today, something that he always dreaded.

The class wasn't necessarily boring, he just had to wake up and go to one class that day, so it make it kind of pointless to even get dressed and out of bed. The only thing that he did the entirety of the class period was stare at Dan's ass.

When he got to the class, he realised that he was a few minutes early, making it into the classroom before everyone else besides his professor.

"Hey Phil? Can you see me after class please, I need to talk to you about something." Dan said. Phil nodded, his entire face coloured red. He knew that this class was going to be the death of him.

Throughout the entire class period, the only thing he did was stare at his professor's ass. He knew that it probably wasn't going to help him out, because Mr. Howell kept catching him doing so. But, it only gave him hope even if it meant never seeing him again, he was graduating in a month so he really didn't care.

After the class ended, Phil stayed back getting ready to talk to Mr. Howell. He knew that he shouldn't be nervous about it because it was only his professor, but he had so much more power then Phil did.

"Okay, so you might be wondering why i called you here." Dan started, "I've noticed the lack of attention you pay in class." Phil's entire face was crimson red, he knew that he had been caught now. He didn't even want to have to explain himself for it.

"I've noticed your attention is elsewhere," Dan continues. "Would you like to explain why you are staring at my ass all of the time? It's pretty noticeable, Phil"

At this point, he knew that his teacher was teasing him. He wanted the building to collapse and kill him at that point in time. He really didn't want to have to admit his crush to Mr. Howell.

"Okay, look. You have a nice ass, who wouldn't want to stare at it?" Is what Phil manages to say, looking at a shocked Dan. "I might also have a crush on you, but what are you going to do about it?"

"Well, Lester, you're quite cute. You're graduating in a month, right?" Dan asked, smirking. Phil nods at the question, and reaches in to kiss Dan. It was something that he had been wanting for months, but something that was hard to get.

"Are you sure you want to do anything?" Dan asked, getting Phil's consent.

"Yes, please." Phil replied, already a mess.

They got out of the building as quick as they could, Dan's apartment was only a block away and Phil was a mess. His dreams becoming a reality, something that he wouldn't have thought of happening in a million years.

He also knows that this is highly illegal and can get him into a lot of trouble if not careful.

When they got into Dan's apartment it was nothing like Phil had imagined, it was so much more then Phil imagined. It reflected his professor's personality really well.

After a few minutes of looking around, their lips were together once again. Dan taking dominance, as Phil would've imagined. He loved that he was being dominanted by his professor.

After a few minutes of heavy making out, they got rid of their clothes. First the shirts, Dan moving down Phil's body leaving little bite marks, not too visable, but claming Phil as his own.

Then their pants and boxers came off, the thing Phil wanted to do first was suck Dan's cock, it was something that he had been dreaming of.

After he got finished blowing him, Dan started preparing Phil. He really didn't want to hurt the younger one, so he went slow. So slow in fact Phil told him to hurry up multiple times.

After Phil was stretched enough, Dan put a condom on and lined up with Phil. Slowly sinking into him, not wanting to be too rough.

"You're so fucking tight." Dan moaned out.

At that Phil moaned out at him.

After a few moments, Dan sped up. getting closer to his climax, as well as Phil.

Phil came first, and right after Dan did.

"Oh fuck. Please don't tell anyone.." Dan said

"Don't worry." Phil said, "I don't have anyone to tell honestly."

OKAY YES I KNOW IT’S BEEN A MILLION YEARS BUT YA BOY IS BACK I HAD FINALS UPON FINALS

Dan and Phil had been dating for a couple months now, many people would now think that they would’ve fucked like rabbits, yet that was very far from the truth. Unfortunately, they were both “solely” bottoms, well maybe. Dan had tried once to get Phil to fuck him, but that didn’t to so well, as Phil had panicked and Dan simply apologized and got used to wanking in the shower.

But tonight, tonight was different. It had been about eleven o'clock on an average Saturday night they had been watching Thor the dark night, yet of course, Phil’s mind had gotten the best of him. (despite what many people said Phil was actually more dirty-minded than Dan was) Phil was obviously thinking about how hot Thor was and you know just Thor fucking him.

Phil being the big spoon Dan soon felt Phil’s hard on touching his back. He soon hesitantly turned to Phil with bright red cheeks.“Phil i-are you hard?” Dan mumbled Phil looked down and to his surprise he really was hard. All he could do was slowly nod since sex was a hard topic to mention this was very awkward. Dan mustered up some courage grabbing the sides of Phil’s face and giving him a rather rough kiss.

Which obviously Phil kissed back to, after an awkward make-out session they both “tied” on the so-called dominance war. Phil had eventually pulled Dan into his lap. They had both awkwardly went back to their make-out session, blushing furiously the whole time. 

Dan had pushed Phil back, very surprisingly. Now with Dan straddling Phil, the brown haired boy reached down and started to unbutton Phil’s shirt, once it was off he had crawled off the awaiting Phil’s lap, positioning in between his legs. Dan now felt something inside him, he was wanting and loving the control he had at this moment, all he wanted to do was make Phil scream and boy was he gonna do it. Finally Dan understood.

Dan had started placing gentle kisses across Phil’s chest, but they soon turned into rough kisses, sometimes bites. Somehow in the mix Dan got his own shirt off, soon nearly ripping Phil’s pants off with an animalistic growl. Dan had also slowly, teasingly pulled off his own pants. 

Phil knew he would not last long already, mainly because he hadn’t been fucked in awhile and he had never seen Dan so dominant. Dan had moved himself to sit between Phil’s legs palming the raven haired boy, palming him through his boxers. All Phil could do was let out a desperate whimper flushing down his chest. Dan just chuckled hooking his fingers the others boxers looking up to Phil for consent which he of course nodded quickly to. As soon as Phil’s boxers were off Dan’s mouth was around his-very-hard member. Phil moaned out gripping onto the boy’s hair.

While Dan was doing that he reached his hand down, tracing over the tight muscles, Phil loudly gasped as the finger pushed itself in. About ten minutes of Dan stretching Phil he pulled himself off, looking up to Phil.”Ready?” Dan asked grabbing the lube coating himself in it, as Phil nodded. Dan pushed in slowly waiting a bit for Phil to get used to it.”You can move.” Dan nodded starting with slow thrusts, eventually picking up the pace.

Phil could only let out small gasps and whines as Dan gripped his hips to keep him from squirming.”Harder D-Dan.” Phil whined out, as Dan did as told, shockingly speeding up going gradually harder. Phil was letting out loud moans panting. Dan lifted the others legs over his shoulders harshly pounding into him.”You’re such a good boy Phil.” Phil was so so close and Dans words weren’t helping either. Soon enough without warning Phil came, untouched, and over himself, Dan following soon after pulling out laying besides him catching his breath.

genre: fluffy smut

tags: 2010/2011 phan, skype sex, masturbation, fingering, dirty talk

words: only 807

a/n: sorry bout the awful title, i’ve never had to name a fic before lololol. inspired by @analester ‘s new fic Through a Screen (i would tag it but idk how). anyway enjoy!

“It’s a bit late, don’t you think?” Dan laughed as Phil’s face filled his screen, the bright glow from his laptop the only light in the room.

“You answered straight away, though,” Phil answered, smiling in return, a relaxed smile with his tongue poking out and Dan was in deep. He wasn’t complaining though.

“Whatever,” Dan smiled. “What’s up?”

Phil tilted his head. “Couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

Dan smiled grew wider, shaking his head. “I can literally see you whenever. We live in the same city now, remember?”

“Still,” Phil said.

“Still what?” Dan replied, teasingly.

In truth, Dan knew what Phil wanted. He’d recently admitted to Dan he kind of missed the Skype sex that they used to have, the feeling that they had to keep quiet, that they just had to talk each other through it. Dan hadn’t quite understood it at first - he loved feeling Phil close more than anything - but upon further thought, he kind of got it. It reminded him of those first shy times, blushing like crazy, imaging Phil’s hand on his dick instead of his own and trying not to moan too loud. It was exciting. He saw the appeal.

“Dan?” Phil said, and Dan snapped back into reality. “Yeah, baby?” Dan replied, his voice already a bit lower, a bit darker than usual.

Phil bit his lip.

“It’s weird, we only ever did handjobs on Skype,” Phil murmured after a pause, his voice matching Dan’s tone. “Never anything else.”

Dan smirked. “What are you suggesting?” he teased.

“I want - I want you to watch me. Finger myself, I mean,” Phil said, cheeks red but eyes staring at Dan. “Is that’s okay?”

Dan laughed. “Obviously. Fuck, yeah. Okay.” He sat up a little more, and put the laptop in front of him, so his body was in frame. “Can I like, get off? While I watch?”

“Yes. God,” Phil breathed. Then he giggled. “This remind me so much of last year.”

Dan couldn’t help giggling too. “Yeah.”

He watched as Phil moved back onto his knees and slowly took off his boxers, leaving on his t-shirt as his cock sprung up against his stomach. Dan felt the heat build start to build in his crotch as he started to palm himself through his own boxers.

Phil rummaged in his drawer off screen for a second before returning with lube in his hand, and squirting a little onto his fingers. He groaned as he reached back to circle his rim.

“Dan,” he said lowly. “Want to see you. Please.”

Dan nodded as he took off his boxers, hand going straight to his hard cock and starting to stroke himself slowly.

Phil whined softly as his slipped the first finger into himself, shifting slightly as he started to pump in and out of himself. He quickly added another, grinding down in an attempt to find his spot. His left hand gripped his cock, not moving yet, too busy concentrating on the hot full feeling of his fingers inside him.

Dan was breathing heavily, hand twisting on his dick, staring intently at the image on the screen that was making him so hard. He looked so good. Phil always looked so good like this.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so beautiful,” he sighed, hand moving a little faster as Phil gasped out that familiar moan, meaning that he’d hit his spot. “Talk to me. How’d you f-feel?”

“So good,” Phil whimpered, out of it for a second as he pushed his third finger into his hole. Then his eyes snapped back up to Dan, and he smirked. “Not as good as your fingers, though. Not - fuck - not as good as your cock.”

Dan groaned, his hand speeding up. “Keep talking. Shit.”

Phil whimpered again, properly riding his fingers now, his hand moving on his dick. “I - I wish you were here. Fucking me like only you can. I want you so bad, Dan. Fuck, I want your cock so bad. Please, Dan - I need to cum - fuck -“

“Cum for me, baby,” Dan murmured. “Gonna make me cum.”

Phil whined as he came, biting down on his hand with his fingers deep inside him. It was that picture that pushed Dan over the edge, straining to keep his moans quiet. He watched as Phil slowed down and eventually pulled out his fingers, looking blissfully content as he slumped back down onto his bed.

“Jesus, Phil,” Dan laughed, his voice drained. “You kinky shit.”

Phil laughed tiredly, looking at Dan fondly. “Yeah. Well, I need to clean up. I’m all gross.”

“Me too,” Dan chuckled. “Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah,” Phil smirked. “Definitely.”

Dan barked out in laughter again. “God, you’re insatiable! Okay, tomorrow then.” He sighed. “I love you.”

Guys this is my first smutty phan fic so please feel free to criticize me or submit requests. I don’t really know how to do this, so sorry if the format is kinda off. Also, this has a plot, but it’s pretty shitty, but bear with me, I’m trying.

Genre: Smut

Warnings: punk!Phil, pastel!Dan, top!Dan, bottom!Phil, anal sex, blowjob, all that jazz

Summary: punk!Phil and pastel!Dan are the most popular couple at the school, for being the cutest and most obscure. Phil is covered in dark tattoos and is always dressed in black and leather. Dan has soft, curly, brown hair adorned with a colorful flower crown and dressed in light colored sweaters and his favorite lavender Converse. What everyone doesn’t know, is that they are completely different behind closed doors.

All eyes looked at the couple as they walked into school, holding hands and glancing at each other with so much love even the coldest of people would melt. They reached Dan’s locker and he opened it and pulled out his first period books. Phil leaned against the lockers next to Dan’s and talked to Dan about happy nonsense they always babbled on about. The first period bell rang and they leaned in for a kiss before parting ways to their class.

The first four periods went by in a breeze. Dan was waiting by Phil’s locker for him to arrive and walk to lunch together. Unfortunately, Dan’s least favorite person sauntered up to him.

“What do you want, Alex?” Dan spat at the captain of the football team.

“Ooh, Princess has an attitude today”, Alex smirked.

Dan noticed Phil marching over to them. He quickly pushed off the lockers and met Phil before anything else could happen. Of course, Phil insisted on giving Alex a piece of his mind, but Dan caressed Phil’s hand to calm him down and started walking to the cafeteria.

As they sat down, Alex swiped Dan’s flower crown off his head and “accidentally” poured his food tray all over Dan’s light blue sweater and white jeans. Dan looked to Phil to hold him down, but he was already up and lunging towards Alex. Phil landed on top of him and started punching down, leaving cuts and bruises on Alex’s face. Dan finally pulled Phil off of him and dragged him to his car.

Dan started driving home without saying a word to Phil. About half way through the ride, Phil broke down in tears and hiccups. Dan pulled over and turned off the car. After taking off his sweater, he pulled Phil into his lap and wrapped his arms around the sobbing boy.

What people didn’t know, is that the boy with tattoos, piercings, black hair, and dark clothing is actually very sensitive and light. His room is painted seafoam green and he likes to wear light colors, maybe even a bit of makeup sometimes. Both he and Dan don’t know why they don’t just be themselves and dress how they want, but neither of them want to be bullied for the sudden change of appearance and actions. It’s quite pathetic, but makes sense if you think about it.

After Phil calmed down, Dan nudged him back to his seat and continued home without a word.

Once they arrived at Dan’s house, they made their way up the stairs to Dan’s room. Dan opened the door and Phil plopped down on Dan’s black and white bedsheets and glanced around the room. The walls were a dark gray. Well, they would be if there weren’t so many rock band posters everywhere. There was a small corner that was painted light pink, a drastic contrast to the rest of the room. In the patch of color was pictures of Dan and Phil and their favorite memories together. Phil’s mind jumped out of thought when Dan layed down next to Phil.

“Why do we keep doing this?” Dan sighed.

“Doing what?” Phil asked.

“Pretending to be who we’re not. We’re so concerned with keeping our reputations that we’re going as far as not standing up for ourselves just to keep the act up.”

Dan turned on his side to face Phil. Dried tears were stained on Phil’s cheeks until Dan wiped them off with his thumb.

“I love you the way you are. If people can’t handle that, then fuck them. I don’t want you to beat someone up for me just to keep up the bad boy punk charade,” Dan stated.

“But I’m scared, Dan,” Phil said, turning to face him. “It’s a big change. I mean, I know we act different when it’s just us, but I don’t want to deal with people’s reactions.”

“I know, but I hate seeing you cry like that. You’re just not that person to go around beating people up to defend his boyfriend. Let’s just ease into it. I’m sick of us hiding who we are.”

“Daniel Howell. I love you,” Phil whispered, leaning in and meeting Dan’s lips.

A simple kiss led to Dan and Phil both naked on the bed. Dan was on top, grinding down onto Phil. Moans erupted from their mouths, hands begging for more to touch. Phil flipped them so he was on top. He slowly started kissing down Dan’s neck and chest, getting closer to Dan’s dick. His hands held Dan’s hips down to prevent movement.

“Please, Phil. Blow me already,” Dan demanded, hands shooting down to grip Phil’s hair.

Phil wrapped his lips around Dan and sunk down around his cock. Dan’s moans filled the room and bounced back as if they were echoing. Phil glanced up to see Dan’s face scrunched up and his eyes shut, clearly enjoying what Phil was doing.

This wasn’t their first time, but they still enjoyed seeing each other’s expressions just as much, if not more, than being pleasured themselves.

Phil bobbed his head up and down. Fingers raked through his hair and lightly pushed down, silently asking for more. Minutes passed before Dan pushed Phil off of him and on his back.

“I need to be in you, love. I can’t wait anymore”, Dan panted.

He reached for the lube inside the bedside table drawer. Once he found it, he put a generous amount on his fingers and brought them to Phil’s hole. He put his right hand by Phil’s head as his left pointer finger pressed into the dark haired boy. Phil moaned and nodded, begging for more. Dan entered another finger, and another as Phil began grinding down on his fingers. Moans were escaping Phil’s mouth like a river when he felt the familiar feeling in his stomach.

“Dan. Please. Fuck me already”, he begged.

“As you wish, princess.”

Dan put on a condom and applied another glob of lube to his hand before gliding it on his dick, moaning at the warmth of it. He leaned down and placed his elbows on the sides of Phil before pushing in enough to let Phil adjust. He nodded and Dan pushed all the way in, both of them moaning as he bottomed out.

“Move, Dan. Please. Fuck me so hard I can’t walk.”

Dan took that as a challenge and began pounding in to Phil. The headboard slammed against the wall as Dan’s speed increased. They were both moaning profanities and praises as they edged to their climaxes.

“Oh my god! Fuck, you feel so good, baby. So so good. I love you so much,” Dan moaned.

“A-ah, Dan! I’m close, I’m close!” Phil warned.

Phil’s nails were creating crescent shapes in Dan’s skin, but he knew he didn’t mind. Dan loved being marked up by Phil, knowing that he is all his. Phil loved being marked up by Dan too. They had to be careful about placement since Phil was supposed to be the “top” in the relationship, but since they’re going to start to be themselves, Dan can mark him wherever he wants and everyone will know who belongs to Dan Howell.

Dan thrusted into Phil as Phil clenched around him, telling him that he’s about to come.

“Dan, I-I’m gonna c-come,” Phil whimpered.

“Come for me, babe. Show me how good I make you feel. God, you’re so amazing.”

With that, Phil came on his chest and Dan. Dan continued slamming into Phil, chasing his own orgasm and bringing Phil through his. Dan suddenly came into the condom and slowed down his thrusts. After a few seconds, he pulled out of Phil, took the condom off, and tossed it into the bin on the floor. He grabbed a tissue and cleaned Phil, not wanting to wake up to a sticky mess. He collapsed next to Phil and pulled him in.

“You’re perfect,” Dan praised.

“I love you,” Phil panted, still regaining his breath. “In pastel clothes or not.”

“I love you too,” Dan mumbled, drifting off into sleep.

Phil smiled at his boyfriend and closed his eyes, falling asleep on Dan’s chest.