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What it's like having a non canon otp

Sorry it took me so long to update! I've been super stressed with school and even though I love writing I just haven't had time! I hope this is satisfactory!! ❤️❤️

Rating: NC-17 (welcome to 'everything is sin') Warnings: - Word count: 5,7k Summary: They met exactly three hours and 27 minutes ago, a long period of time in which many things could have been happening… Or maybe they are going to happen and Dan is not going to return until tomorrow morning. With ruffled hair and swollen lips. He didn’t want Dan to ‘go on a date’ with an other guy he didn’t even know who could maybe even way more attractive or funny or better in any way Phil was for Dan. The thought filled Phil with fierce jealousy. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
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“Ugh”
Phil was sitting in the living room, laptop on his lap and just mindlessly scrolling through tumblr and absently watching tv. The thing which was constantly drawing his attention was the clock. It’s 9:23 pm. He was nervous. Fingers restlessly tapping on his laptop. Two hours and 23 minutes. 9:24 pm
Two hours and 24 minutes. I wonder what he-… They are doing right now… Is he going to?… No… Not the first time… Although, what if he’s attractive? Like, DAMN attractive? What if he has… A defined chin… Soft lips… Those kind of lips you get the urge to pull at and suck and… 9:25 pm
Lips which can do far more than only kissing good…
Phil had to think of Dan’s lips. Their pale red colour. The way they moved when he spoke and smiled and when he bit them, even if it was just sarcastic, so smooth, so seducing. He often thought about touching them, kissing them, pulling them, sucking them and the soft moans which would escape from Dan’s mouth. But now the only thing he could think about was the fact that Dan is out on a date today evening. With some other guy he got to know whilst doing research for his documentary “Supergamers”. Apparently he’s nice and he doesn’t look bad and bla bla bla all that stuff. 9:27 pm
They met exactly three hours and 27 minutes ago, a long period of time in which many things could have been happening… Or maybe they are going to happen and Dan is not going to return until tomorrow morning. With ruffled hair and swollen lips and hickeys all over his sensitive neck. Maybe even with the expression of… Love in his eyes. A stinging pain appeared in his chest, making him close his laptop and sigh in both despair and concern. He didn’t want Dan to ‘go on a date’ with an other guy he didn’t even know who could maybe even way more attractive or funny or better in any way Phil was for Dan. Although Phil knew that he was getting all worked up about it, time seemed to stretch with every single minute Dan was at a restaurant with his 'date’. Sighing he took the remote to search for a good cooking show or whatever to watch because he only watched anime with Dan and conceived it as unfair to continue without him. I am sure he won’t stay with him the night, they only wanted to go to a restaurant, nothing more. Trying to get more interested at the old episode of Doctor Who he found, he tried to push the thought out of his mind. Dan can do whatever he wants to. We’re not in a relationship. It was right, they were not. But that doesn’t mean Phil doesn’t want it to be like that. A relationship wouldn’t change anything between them because they already were the closest friends could get but being in a relationship and Dan confessing his, maybe existing, love to Phil would mean morning cuddles, soft kisses, constant hugs and of course heated sex, if Dan gives his consent. Phil bit his lower lip as the thought of a sweaty and panting Dan underneath Phil looking up to him throught half shut eyelids appeared in his head. 9:30 pm
After managing not to think of Dan and his 'date’ having heated sex he switched off the tv and got up to get something to drink. On his way to the kitchen he suddenly paused because he could hear the familiar sound of their front door being opened. One of Phil’s numerous worries disappeared and he could safely eliminate the thought that Dan was going to spend the night somewhere else with someone else. “I’m back!” He could hear footsteps coming up the hallway and soon see Dan in his black coat, keys still in his hand. Both of them smiled. “Hi”, Phil said “How was your evening?” 
It didn’t soothen his nervousness to see a grin appear on Dan’s face. “Mh yeah kinda good. Rick came a bit late which was surprising since I am usually the one who is always late.” He smiled at Phil, stuffing the keys into his pocket and undressing his coat. 
It took Phil a second to return the smile but Dan didn’t seem to notice. “The food was really good and we talked a lot. About the documentary and other ones he has made so far. We were talking about our tour, too, and other things we have made this year, like tabinof.” Dan continued, putting down his shoes and hanging up his coat on a coathanger. Phil nodded and turned around, still facing Dan but ready to start going once he has finished. 
Dan followed him and they both went to the kitchen where he continued with his story. “Yeah so we talked and it was a nice evening but not more because he has to get up really early tomorrow morning to catch a flight to the place where he’s gonna shoot a nature documentary.” “Oh okay.” Phil responded with a nod and whilst opening a bottle of wine Dan was leaning against the refrigerator. 
After some seconds of silence Phil convinced himself to finally ask the question which he has been thinking about the whole evening. “ So um.. Are you both.. I mean…” He cleared his troat. “ Are you going to meet again or why…?” Looking at Dan over his shoulder he hoped that he understood him because Phil didn’t even know how to ask the question properly. It took Dan a second but he realized what Phil meant. “Um.. Well we… It was more a kind of meeting between friends and I…” Scratching the back of his head he prepared the next sentence. “I don’t think we’re gonna meet again.” 
Phew. Phil was almost a bit embarassed and surprised of himself to be so pleased to hear that Dan isn’t going to meet that guy again but he just couldn’t help it and tried not to make it too obvious that his shoulders relaxed. Phil nodded “Oh ok.” Dan almost wanted to ask a question which was on the tip of his tongue but didn’t because he got the answer he wanted when Phil asked a second question. 
“How does he look like?” Phil wanted to make the impression that he only posed this question for the sake of the conversation but Dan sussed him and his intentions, stretched his back and tried to suppress his grin as Phil was turning around to lean onto the oven. “Well… I have to admit he doesn’t look bad.” The way Phil’s adams apple jumped confirmed his foreshadowing and Dan continued differently. 
“He’s dark haired and has a quiff. His eyes are green and he… Um yeah I think he might even be a bit taller than you but not as tall as me.” Dan smirked. He knew Phil didn’t like or even hated it that Dan was bigger than him and he new Phil would be jealous as hell when he told him that this oh-so-wonderfull stranger was attractive as heck and even taller than him. So he did. 
“He’s got this kind of two-day-old beard, square-jawed.” Phil had long forgotten his wine, now being focused on Dan and the image of this stranger slowly forming in his head. Dark haired… Green eyed… Square-jawed… And taller than him. That was one of the things he couldn’t stand, he didn’t know why. Fortunately this didn’t happen often because he was taller than the most people in general…Except Dan, to which he got used to or had to since Dan always joked about that topic. Normally Phil wasn’t competitive at all. Maybe sometimes during Mario Kart but normally not. But this stranger, or rather, the image of the stranger triggered his competitive side and his body reacted immideately without him noticing. He stood tall, stopped leaning onto the oven and crossed his arms, muscles tensed. 
Dan’s interest in this conversation has been kindled even more and he perceived Phil’s reaction. How could he not. It was obvious that he got competitive, tensed his shoulders to keep up with the manly Rick Dan described to win this head-to-head race which seemingly started in Phil’s head. Dan liked this side of him. It made him feel rare and gave him the impression that Phil wanted him in a way he hasn’t confessed yet. He knew that Phil maybe felt a bit different for Dan but was never entirely sure so he has been waiting for a sign. Until now.
Maybe Phil is only jealous because he thinks that I and Rick could develop a friendship which would become stronger… No. That’s crap. He knows that our friendship can’t be destroyed by anything or anybody but I know that apprehension makes you see things which aren’t even possible… Still, I don’t think that he’s worried about our friendship. It’s clear that I am not going to give him up as a friend. But something we haven’t cleared yet is… The relationship status. He’s never talked to me about it before and I think he… Or we… Aren’t ready yet. I mean… The other one doesn’t know how the other feels about him. So this assumptiom seems more logical and if it is not, he wouldn’t mind it if I just kept talking about how good he apparently looks and stuff. I feel like Satan but I like it. Let’s see what this is leading up to.
Dan slowly went out of the kitchen, observing that Phil followed him and forgot his glass of wine but he just continued talking. “It was funny because he has broad shoulders which made the table for two look all little and small.” Emphasising the broad in the sentence he grinned and looked back over his right shoulder to Phil who gave him a small smile and gestured him with a nod to continue talking. “His skin is so soft and he’s a little bit tanned which looks quite good actually.” 
Phil’s mind was racing. What the hell was Dan talking about? He knew what he was talking about but he didn’t like the way he told the story at all. It almost seemed as if Dan was fascinated and found the guy attractive which was almost contrary to what he had said before. Broad shoulders, tanned, manly, features Phil doesn’t have.Rick does and apparenly Dan thinks they are handsome. He is handsome. Jealousy spread inside of Phil with something more… Posessive. Oh boy he knew damn well that these feelings were wrong and useless and that Dan could meet whoever whenever he wanted to but he couldn’t help it. Something he felt told him otherwise. 
Dan stopped in the middle of the hallway and leaned back onto the wall, gesturing with his hands. “He… I mean, he didn’t do it that often, but…” Dan paused only for a short moment and Phil already asked eagerly “What?” They looked at each other and Dan started grinning a bit, also to confuse Phil. “He had these… He was in the habit of placing gentle touches when he had the opportunity to.” 
Phil bit his tongue. The mental picture from 3 minutes ago returned even more vivid and he didn’t like it at all. A flood of images and ideas and thoughts built in his mind. Why was this stranger touching Dan? How did he touch him and where? Were the touches very intimate? What did Dan do when being touched? How did he respond? Did he… Like it? This guy was touching Dan and he didn’t even know about it. He said that he probably won’t meet him again so Dan didn’t like it that way. But what if Dan changes his mindset? What if he decided that he actually likes Rick’s 'gentle touches’ and wants to meet him a second time and Rick will touch Dan again? 
A thought appeared in Phil’s mind which surprised him but immideately settled there. At first his entire body stiffed but already relaxed the next moment and Phil was as sure of his actions as he has never been before.
Nobody is touching my Dan. Nobody.
He was completely sure of that and won’t let somebody take Dan away from him by winning him through 'gentle touches’ because those will be his and only his. The right corner of his mouth twitched upwards and he slowly took some steps towards Dan, keeping eye contact and leaning his left side against the same wall Dan leant on, arms still crossed. “How?” Dan returned the smirk. “Well, every time I placed my hand on the table in a rather stretched out way, he slowly reached for his glass and brushed my hand with his fingers. On purpose.” It seemed to Phil that Dan was enjoying every. Single. Word. He spoke, mouthed precisely. Before he continued with his sentence Dan mimicked Phil’s gesture and leant on the wall too so they were standing face to face.
“Doing that he kept eye contact and he did it multiple times.” Phil raised an eyebrow and exhaled air in form of a rather mocking little laugh. “Oh and he also did it by handing me my coat. At the beginning and the end of our… Meeting.” He stopped speaking for a few seconds, both during the sentence and now. They kept looking in each other’s eyes when Dan lifted his left arm and stopped only centimetres above Phil’s shoulder. Wearing a loose pyjama shirt with a large neckline it exposed much of his soft, pale skin. Unlike Dan, Phil kept eye contact but Dan’s glance wandered to his shoulder, to the exposed part of his skin and all over his neck up to his lips ,where they were resting only a little bit too long which Phil observed and finally met Phil’s eyes again. 
“Rick was very nice and gestured me to turn around so he could diveste me of my coat. His slender and gentle hands stroke over my sensitive neck and ghosted from my shoulders down to my ellbows in the motion.” Dan lowered his hand, resting it on Phil’s shoulders it for a short moment before letting it slide from his shoulders all the way down to his ellbow where his fingertips were the last thing he parted from Phil’s warm skin, glance following the trace of his hand. Eyes locked with Phil’s again he had to swallow because he realised that he was doing something which could rapidly evolve into something dangerous but at the moment he didn’t care at all and the smirk on his face only expanded when he saw those dilated pupils in front of him. 
It took Phil very much to suppress the immideate reaction of his body in form of goosebumps but he managed to and also kept his pokerface, not wanting Dan to know how much he actually enjoyed the gentle gesture. But he didn’t want him to stop either and tilted his head to the left side, giving Dan more access to his neck and showing that he wasn’t reluctant at all. “It was such a… Nice gesture of him and I was pleased to notice his offer at the end of our dinner, too, so I gladly took it.” Now Dan did the same thing again, beginning at the end this time. “I could still feel the pressure of his touch through the fabric of my pullover and it went from my arm all the way up to my shoulders.” His fingertips rested above his neck where they ghosted before he lowered his arm again. “And of course also lightly touching-” Dan tilted his head only a little bit backwards, lowering his eyelids and opening his mouth more, forming a suggestive O-shape. “- my neck.”
Dan was driving Phil crazy. The unexpected touches, the way he opened his mouth and the way this little bastard was so calm during telling Phil something which made him go so wild. Phil wanted to stick his tongue into Dan’s mouth, make him shut up, kiss him hard and suck at his lips until they are swollen and covered in his salvia. He wanted it so bad. He needed to.
Dan almost lifted his hand for a third time but didn’t come this far because Phil carefully grabbed his wrist with his right hand, stopped leaning onto the wall and stood tall. Then he gradually closed the space between them, stood in front of Dan, making him turn around and lean his back against the wall because he was so close. Phil was staring so intensively that Dan couldn’t do anything other than return his glance and move back to the wall, lips slightly parted. Phil held for a second before moving even closer to Dan, letting go of his hand because it was now pressed against Phil’s chest, feeling his tensed muscles. Dan swallowed.
Phil said: “Oh, tell me, Dan… Did his hand move upwards far enough…” Phil mimicked Dan’s gesture and his right hand stroke Dan’s throat when he said: “…to discover your sensitive spots?” Suddenly his hand wandered to the back of his head, tilting it to the right side as Phil’s head shot down towards his neck, lips attacking the spot which was Dan’s most sensitive and sucking, licking and carressing it. The sudden gesture and the intense feeling made Dan shiver. He closed his eyes, gladly granting Phil more access to his neck by tilting his head even further and let out a surpressed moan, hands grabbing Phil’s waist to push him further towards him although they already were the closest they could get. Phil’s lips sucked hard at Dan’s skin, leaving one or two hickeys behind which would be clearly visible afterwards. He wanted to make sure Dan wouldn’t be going on a date too soon and wanted the whole world to know that only he is allowed to touch Dan. His Dan. Of course Phil was having some minor worries whether Dan was content with his actions or not but Phil knew that he’d tell him when something made him uncomfortable and Dan hasn’t said a single thing yet. He knows that Dan likes boys… And he knows that Dan likes him… In a way he wouldn’t like anybody ever which made him quite proud.
He smiled, still kissing Dan’s neck, when Dan suddenly shifted away beneath him. The idea that Dan was feeling pressed immideately shot through Phil’s head but when he looked him in the eyes, he saw everything but a pressed Dan staring back at him. In a very seductive way. “Well…”, he started his sentence smilingly at first but remembered to put his pokerface back on. Dan put his hands around Phil’s neck and let his eyes wander down Phil’s body pressed towards his. The tip of his tongue temptingly ran over his lips. Phil felt as if Dan was eyeing him and he didn’t like the feeling at all. Feeling a little bit insecure at first, Phil decided to play the confident one and roll his hips against Dan’s, closing the centimetres between them. The action made Dan’s head fall back against the wall and a moan escaped his mouth, opening it even more. “Well, what?” Phil asked with risen eyebrows. The brown eyes were opening and focused on him again, eyelids half shut. A cheeky grin appeared on his face. “Well, I have to admit, that wasn’t bad, but if you want to beat him”, that cheeky little shit bit his lip and stressed the last word, making it obvious who was meant “you have to show me more because he was a pretty good kisser…”
He… Him?? WHAT? Phil tried to hide his confusion in front of Dan but was hoping that what he just heard wasn’t true. The realisation of what Dan just said hit Phil with a new wave of anger and jealousy. This guy actually touched Dan, they kissed each other and Dan even liked it. 'A pretty good kisser…’ he said. Phil was determined to make Dan feel better than this whetever-his-name-was-guy ever could have. Phil let a grin appear on his face and chuckled. “Oh, a pretty good kisser, you said. Well, I personally am more than just a kisser…” 
His mouth shot towards Dan’s and his tongue was dominating the kiss. Moving his hand underneath Dan’s shirt he tugged it a bit upwards and carressed his soft skin the way he has always wanted to. When Phil added the friction of his hips against Dan’s, the younger boy moaned against his mouth with eyes shut in pleasure. The hands around Phil’s neck tugged him more towards Dan and he sustained himself on the wall, his hands caging the other. Dan returned the moves and tangled his hands in Phil’s hair. Both of them, bodies pressed tightly against each other, were breathing heavily but none of them wanted to break the kiss as a part of them grew harder and harder.
After some more kisses and grinding Phil pulled away as he needed some air. He leaned his forehead against the other’s and breathed deeply, looking into Dan’s eyes. For the first time this evening the feeling of intimacy hit him and he realized what they were actually doing. Dan’s sking touching his. The soft feeling of Dan’s lips still tingling on his own. He was so close that the fascinating and sharp details of his brown iris’ were clearly visible, even the small ring around the pupils. Driven by the want to give this moment a far bigger meaning, Phil slowly leaned in. He was still looking Dan in the eyes because he wanted to make sure that he totally aggreed with what he was doing but as he shut his Phil gained confidence and finally closed the space between them, kissing Dan. It wasn’t as rough as before but rather soft and deep with all the love expressed which has been bottled up inside of them for years. Phil savoured the feeling of Dan’s soft lips between his, slowly detaching and reconnecting. The moment seemed to last an eternity or at least Phil wanted it to, as a smile slowly started forming on his lips. He moved away a bit to take a proper look at Dan and saw that he was smiling, too. He bit his lips and his cheeks were having kind of a rosy colour when he looked aside. Phil lifted his right hand slowly and stroked over Dan’s jawline with care. As he wanted to continue, Dan turned his head and the cheeky grin was back on his face, lower lip still between his teeth. Already opening his mouth to say something Phil interrupted him with the mumbling of “Cheeky little shit”, also grinning. “What?” he asked with a sanctimonious look on his face, as if he hadn’t heard the words himself. “Oh, nevermind. C'mon…” Phil took Dan’s left hand and went down the hall to his room. 
Dan was the last one to enter the room so he closed the door. The moment he wanted to turn around and face him again, Phil did that for him and immideately pressed Dan against it. Eager for more he connected their lips and his hands were all over his body again. Dan’s gasp as a reaction to the sudden contanct turned into a pleased moan. Phil felt the other’s hands wander to his chest, stroking the soft skin underneath his shirt. He pulled away and started sucking at Dan’s neck again causing goosebumps to appear on the soft skin underneath him. The other’s hands were tangled in his raven black hair as satisfied moans escaped his mouth. Phil knew what to do to satisfy Dan. He observed him all these years, noticing little things and hoping he’d get to do them at least once in a lifetime. Now that the time has come Dan was a panting and moaning mess since he worked on him with his hand through his pants.
Dan pulled Phil away only to kiss him again and again, needier with every kiss. Phil had to smile. “This-,” he tugged at Dan’s shirt and looked him in the eyes, “-has to disappear. Immideately.” The commanding tone in Phil’s voice made Dan react in less than a second, throwing his shirt on the floor. Dan now undressed Phil and tossed it asides aswell. Skin touching skin now. Phil ran his hands eagerly over Dan’s chest, carressing his nipples and enjoying every single inch of his beautiful body. The pain in his pants made him focus on the currently more important things and his hands wandered to Dan’s lower back. His fingers slipped under his boxers and grabbed Dan’s ass harshly. Phil was looking Dan in the eyes to observe his reaction as he sharply inhaled and bit down on his lip so vigorously it must have hurt. Their eyes connected and Dan leaned against the door, pressing Phil’s hands even more towards his soft ass. That was enough of an approval to make Phil continue. He lowered his voice on purpose. “I bet this guy didn’t come that far, did he? Pants. Off. Now.” After removing his hands, Phil undid Dan’s zipper and Dan continued himself. Standing tall again he leaned over to whisper into Phil’s ear with a sweet and innocent voice. “Don’t worry, I’ll fix your problem for you.” 
Phil’s heart rate sped up as he took a step backwards to create more space for Dan who was kneeling down in front of him. With one fluent motion Dan managed to tug down pants and boxers at the same time, revieling Phil’s red hard cock. Exposed like that in front of Dan he blushed a little and got a bit nervous but his thoughts and everything else in his mind were pushed away by Dan who wrapped his hand around his cock and started slowly stroking it, carressing the tip of it with his thumb now and then. Phil threw his head back to the sudden sensation and couldn’t hold back the deep moan which escaped his mouth. Having the scenario he has been dreaming of for a long time finally in front of him aroused him even more and he looked down. Dan’s face was close to his cock and he looked up so innocently to Phil, still stroking it. Phil’s hands naturally tangled in Dan’s hair, ruffling his fringe. Whilst he kept the eye contact with Phil, Dan opened his mouth and took Phil’s cock. All at once. Dan’s soft lips touched the base of his cock and started sucking, his tongue swirling over Phil’s slit. It was more than Phil could take at the moment and he pressed Dan’s head towards it, driven by want for more. Every time Dan swallowed around him another gasp came out of his mouth and his muscles were tensed from pleasure. Phil was growing harder and harder if that’s even physically possible. He never though that someone could fit his entire cock into their mouth becuse it’s not a rather small sized one but Dan managed to and it drove him wild. His abdomen got hotter the more Dan sucked but he managed to remind him to also please Dan.
“Wait a moment-” Dan pulled away and looked up to Phil. “Stand up.” He did as he was told and Phil just lightly kissed him, biting Dan’s lower lip but pulling away the second after. Phil started at his collarbone and placed all the way up to Dan’s mouth soft kisses, tugging at his arm and spinning him around that way. Whilst kissing he went towards him so Dan had to walk backwards and fell onto Phil’s bed after more kisses. After finally having completely undressed the two were naked and lying on the bed. Dan was still underneath Phil, one leg stretched and the other one bent to the side, one hand lying over his head and the other one caressing Phil’s lip or playing with his hair. Phil was on top of him, half sustaining himself with his elbows on the sheets, one leg between Dan’s to create some pressure. For one moment it felt like it was only them in their room and nothing else seemed to matter. Only the slightly audible breathing could be heard and the feeling of skin on skin seemed to occupy all of their other senses. Their warmth completed the room and the other’s pulses which could be felt at various places was creating a soft beat, filling the moment with vividness. Phil bent down and pecked on his lips slowly and playfully, turning them into soft kisses from time to time. Dan shut his eyes and kissed back in the same soft and lovely way at first and it was slowly turning into a passionate tongue kiss, heated and hot. The pressure of their hips on each other increased and needy for more, one red and swollen cock was rubbing against the other. Being a hot and panting mess Phil ended the kiss and reached over to the bedside drawer, opening one of them to grab lube and a condom. 
He backed away from Dan to stand on his knees and slowly open the condom, throwing the packaging away in one swift motion. Clearly knowing that Dan was watching him eagerly he made it as slowly as he possibly could, watching his hands put the condom on and savouring the feeling of his own hands. His mouth fell open and he closed his eyes as his muscles tensed visibly. It caused Dan to let out an annoyed moan: “Jesus Christ Phil fucking Lester could you please speed up a bit and stop teasing me or I am going to come without you.” A grin appeared on Phil’s face and he looked down to him under his half shut eyelids: “Well Dan, then I don’t have any choice and I have to make you come twice this night. ” which caused Dan to blush slightly. He rolled his eyes at Phil who took equally as much time for applying the lube. 
When he was done he leaned down and sustained himself with his left arm next to Dan’s face, making eye contact. The other hand was above Dan’s entrance and teased his rim with one finger. Dan’s muscles seemed to relax and he pushed the first finger inside. As he loved the expression of lust and satisfaction on Dan’s face he moved a bit around before pushing a second finger in and hitting his sweet spot. A moan escaped his mouth and he pushed his hips down on Phil’s fingers with the want for more. Not immideately giving Dan what he wants he continues teasing and sometimes touching his sweet spot. Phil’s want for friction made him add a third finger and pull all of them out after he made sure that Dan was stretched enough. 
Phil leaned down to position himself and slowly push inside Dan giving him enough time to adjust before pushing in all the way. The boy underneath him hissed before moaning and looking up to Phil to tell him to continue. He pushed all the way in and threw his head back, moaning at Dan’s tightness. He started slowly pushing in and out but since the two of them were already very built up, the pace didn’t last long and Phil rocked faster. Taking Dan’s legs and putting them on his shoulders, Phil was now able to push even deeper inside Dan and sped up. Their hips were crashing against each other and Dan’s legs tensed. As Phil wrapped his hand around Dan’s cock and strocked him to the motions of his hips, his eyes fell shut and he arched his back, giving Phil the expression he wanted to see. The way Dan was being fucked by him and the way he liked it and his muscles tensed around Phil’s cock was pushing him closer to the edge. His motions got faster and harder with every moan as Dan stammerd:“ I-I Phil, I-I’m c-close aaah.” His fists clenched around the bedsheet and his entrance tightened. Phil was equally as close and all it took was the sight of the panting mess Dan was underneath him and he came, also making Dan come with some last few intense strokes. Both of them were crying out in pleasure. Dan came all over their stomachs and chests, Phil came inside of Dan, directly against his spot, making him tense even more. 
Phil stroked him down from his high and was lying on top of him, appreciating this moment and not wanting it to end. He blushed slightly, thinking of all the things he’s said and thought. It’s still overwhelming to him that he finally had sex with Dan. He pulled out and rolled over next to Dan, sustaining his head on his left hand and looking down on him, down on the beautiful panting boy with cum all over his stomach. Neither of them made an effort to whipe it away. “Hey.” His free right hand wandered over his torso, fingers ghosting over the hot skin. Dan opened his eyes and his head turned around to face Phil. “Hey.” They both started to grin and some laughed escaped their mouths. Phil lied completely down next to Dan and looked him in the eyes:“ I think…” He began the sentence and made a little pause. “…I love you.” Dan continued. He looked down to his lips and slowly leaned forward, hestitant, but Dan closed the gap between them. This kiss felt like the first real one of the whole evening. It meant something. Something big both of them have waited an eternity for to happen. Now that it’s here, it’s real and it’s something so precious neither of them will let go. Ever.