Hii!!! Can you do a hc with pastel!dan and punk!phil. Dan is kinky af but is too shy/innocent to admit it. Even if he is always wearing lacy panties. Thanks!!!
- it’s not that dan thinks phil would ever judge him. no, of course not. if phil were going to judge him, they never would have started dating in the first place, they’re just too different. while dan has always been much more happy in pastel colors and light jumpers that nearly cover his hands, phil is covered in tattoos and piercings and wear’s leather jackets and black even in the middle of summer
- so no, it’s not that dan thinks phil would judge him, it’s just that…well…dan is shy and embarrassed and confused about his own thoughts and wants
- so the first few times he and phil have sex, dan keeps quiet on it. he lets phil treat him like a princess and doesn’t tell phil that he wants him to spank him, and that he wants to have his nipples pinched, and he wants phil to rake his nails down dan’s back until he’s covered in scratch marks and bruises from where phil’s hands grip too tight to his hips
- he’s careful not to wear his lacy panties when he’s on his way to phil’s apartment, either, and he wears the stupid light blue boxers he picked out to appease his mom back before he moved out, because it’s just too nerve wracking to show phil anymore of him than he already has, and the lacy panties feel like one step too far
- and then phil comes over to dan’s apartment unexpectedly, and dan’s just too damn happy to see his boyfriend to realize that he’s wearing his favorite pair of panties - frilly and light pink, nearly see through with the way it stretches over his cock, and a tiny little bow in the front
- they make out on dan’s sofa in the middle of the movie he stuck on, and he doesn’t even care that phil is kissing him too tenderly, his piercings scratching along his lip and giving him more of the roughness he wants than phil’s tongue and lips.
- instead, he just enjoys the way phil’s hands worship his body, running up and down his sides until his fingers press up under his t-shirt, and he moans sweetly because the pressure is still nice - just not what he wants most - when phil’s fingers rub in little concentrated circles around his nipples
- he feels phil smirk against his lips, and cants his hips a bit, because even if he does want more, sex with phil is still amazing, and he loves the way phil climbs over him in that dominating fashion he’s looking for most
- “what do you want, baby?” phil asks once he’s pulled dan’s shirt away and he’s kissing down his neck, rolling teasing little circles into dan’s hips with his own, his cock obviously hard and straining against his black jeans.
- phil’s leather jacket is long gone, and dan’s is nothing but ratty pajama bottoms, but he’s so far gone that he forgets all together that he’s wearing his preferred underwear
- “touch me,” he begs of phil, and arches his hip in invitation for phil to remove his pants altogether.
- the startled gasp as phil’s fingers tug into his waistband and yank his pajama bottoms down is the only indication dan needs to realize his mistake, and he prompts sit ups, his face flushed and red, with a stuttered little reply of “it’s not what i looks like!”
- but phil isn’t listening, and though dan’s heart is racing like crazy in his chest, and his eyes are wide and terrified, he can see in phil’s eyes that he likes what he see’s as he manages to pull dan’s pants down even further, his hands moving reverently up the soft skin of dan’s thighs. his callouses catch on the tender skin, and dan’s make a small mewling noise - because that’s his favorite part
- when phil’s hands brush over his cock, sweetly touching the lacy panties encasing it, dan keens, pants a little, and then bites his lip to keep from talking
- phil’s eyes flick up to his, and they’re dark with lust when he asks “what else have you been hiding from me, princess?”
- dan absolutely shudders, loving the filthy way phil’s voice sounds, but shakes his head, red in the face with equal parts desire and embarrassment
- phil rubs his hand in tiny circles, and leans down to press his mouth over dan’s bulge, and dan’s hips cant up as he lets out a gutteral moan. he hadn’t even realized how hot a thought it was to have phil touching him through his panties, and he closes his eyes against the image for all of a second before opening them once again to greedily take in the sight
- phil’s grinning up at him, pressing kisses along dan’s shift, the lace front of his panties pricking against his face, but he doesn’t care as his fingers work their way up dan’s thighs again, pushing roughly up against the bottom of the panties until they’ve worked their way under
- his finger nail catches, and he can feel it as he scratches dan
- and dan arches his hips and moans so loud, phil reflexively shushes him with wide eyes of his own
- “do you like that?” he asks quietly, scratching experimentally at dan’s thighs again, surprised when his boyfriend squirms and pants, eyes wide and pupils blown. “do you want me to scratch you, princess?” he asks, and takes dan’s next gasp as answer enough
- his fingenails get rougher then as he drags them down dan’s thighs, watching in fascination as they leave behind bright red marks, dan moaning and panting and writhing underneath his ministrations, and then he starts mouthing at dan’s concealed cock through his panties again, gets them all wet with his saliva, and watches a dan’s cock twitches under his hand
- it’s so fucking hot that phil has to close his eyes, not wanting to blow his load just yet, and he groans as his nail catches extra hard once again and dan merely moans
- “you like that,” he insists, and decides to try something else, nipping at dan through the panties, smirking when dan cries out and bucks his hips underneath him. “have you always liked that?” he wonders aloud, and can’t help the chesire grin. “always wanted to be rough with you, dan. would you like that?”
- somehow, phil is still surprised when dan nods his head fervently, and he moans himself as dan’s fingers grip tight to his hair, yanking roughly and dragging phil back up his body
- for the first time, when their lips connect, phil get’s rough, and he lets go, kissing dan harshly as his tongue presses deep, the two boys moaning into each other’s mouths as dan shows phil just what he wants, his fingers rough in phil’s hair and his teeth sharp on phil’s lips until phil is biting back, his piercings piercing dan, and dan is grinding up into phil’s jeans, and phil is letting him because it feels so good
- “why didn’t you tell me you wanted more, princess?” he asks when he pulls away, still grinding his hips into dan’s but moving his mouth to his neck, biting and sucking marks there. “i’d give you anything,” he insists, and moans when dan’s fingernails grip tight to his skin, racing down his shoulder and over his arms, forcing phil’s hips tighter into his. “want to see you more like this,” he groans, and he can feel the pressure mounting just from the shrill sounds dan is making
- dan nods earnestly underneath him, but his cheeks are still red with embarrassment, and he doesn’t think he can talk about this as his own hips cant sporadically up into phil’s, desperate for more.
- he doesn’t think he’s ever felt so good, and he doesn’t think he’s ever been quite so desperate for phil
- “please,” he moans, and scrabbles his finger nails harder against phil’s skin. “please, i need…spank me,” he begs, and phil does, pushing both of their bodies over until their on their sides and phil’s hand can come down harshly on dan’s bum. he cries out, gasping out a moan, and he cants his hips forward as he wraps his body roughly around phil, trying to drag him in and keep him close
- phil lets him as he moves his hips harder, grinding as best as he can, trying to give them both friction, and staring between their bodies for just a second to watch the way dan strains against his panties, and then he shoves his face back into dan’s neck and bites down on the juncture there until dan is writhing and coming undone against him
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