(i’m actually pretty proud of this one)
Dan Howell was what you’d call, or at least what his friends called, up for anything. He was a bit of a slut, really. Sex wasn’t a big deal to him anymore, didn’t matter who, if they asked for a night Dan would be up for it, he was considered a bit of a sex god. He had been with all of his friends at least once each.
Phil hadn’t been around too long with Dan’s group of friends, he had started hanging around only a few months ago, he worked with Dan’s friend Aleena. Dan didn’t know him very well, but he admired him from afar, and caught Phil doing the same every now and then.
He didn’t speak much, but Dan was interested. He seemed strange, sort of mysterious, but not sinister. If anything he seemed sweet and shy, completely innocent.
That was what Dan thought until Phil approached him at a party.
“Hey,” Phil muttered, keeping his gaze aimed anywhere but Dan’s face. Dan chuckled, setting down his glass.
“Oh, so you do speak.” Dan smirked. Phil nodded.
“Yeah, I suppose so.” Phil looked up, meeting eyes with Dan and he felt a jolt going through his whole body. Holy fuck he’s pretty.
“So, er…” Dan stuttered, suddenly feeling extremely nervous, which was very unlike him. He rubbed the back of his neck. “What’s… what’s up?”
Phil chuckled now, and leaned forward, practically breathing down Dan’s neck.
“I have to ask you something.” He paused. “I heard you sleep around a lot, yeah?”
Dan felt a shiver run through his body, and he bit his lip. It wasn’t like him to let someone have such an effect on him, but he couldn’t help it. Phil’s persona in Dan’s eyes had changed in mere seconds, and it was hot as fuck.
“Mhm,” Dan muttered, trying to regain his confident demeanor. He raised an eyebrow. “What about it?”
Phil chuckled again quietly, and damn.
“I want a night with you.”
Dan practically choked on his own tongue, eyes widening in surprise.
“You want a night?” He asked, sputtering, when he could speak. Phil frowned.
“Yeah.” He raised his eyebrows. “Is that a problem?”
“N-no, I just…” Dan ran his fingers through his hair. “I just didn’t expect it.”
Phil replaced Dan’s hand with his own, smoothly running his hand through Dan’s hair before suddenly tugging roughly, pulling Dan’s head back. Dan gasped in surprise.
“And why not?” Phil muttered, placing a gentle kiss on Dan’s throat. Dan had to bite his lip to stifle a moan.
“Er, y-you seem… shy…? You’ve never really talked to me before…”
“Mmh.” Phil made a quiet grunting noise under his breath. “We’ll have to fix that, won’t we?”
“Yes, sir,” Dan replied immediately, smirking at the way Phil’s face flushed red and his eyes widened slightly. He growled, yanking Dan’s hair one more time before letting go.
“Tomorrow evening, eight o’ clock. Don’t be late,” Phil muttered. “And Dan? Wear something pretty for me,” he added before disappearing back into the crowd.
Dan took a deep breath, puffing air into his cheeks and blowing out before ringing the doorbell. He felt more nervous than he usually did, it was unnerving.
Phil answered the door only seconds later, and Dan looked him up and down. He was wearing a tight navy blue button up, decorated with tiny pink flowers. Dan grinned. His jeans were equally tight black skinnies. He looked attractive as hell, and he had messy hair.
“Hey,” Phil breathed, and his thin pink lips stretched into a huge smile. Dan smiled back.
“Hi,” he replied, almost shyly.
Phil stepped aside, motioning for Dan to enter after him. He could feel Phil’s eyes on him, looking him over, and he felt his skin heat up.
The second the door was closed Phil was on him, shoving him against the wood and attacking his neck. Dan moaned loudly, too surprised to hold it back.
“I was gonna make dinner for you,” Phil mumbled against Dan’s skin, biting gently. “But I didn’t want to wait to do this.”
“Jesus,” Dan gasped, tilting his head back to give Phil more access to the sensitive area.
Phil grabbed a handful of his hair, tugging his head back roughly even more and biting down on Dan’s adam’s apple.
“Ah-” Dan gasped. “For fucks sake, Phil.”
Phil reached down, palming Dan’s already forming bulge through his jeans while working at his neck, and Dan found himself rutting against the other mans hand in desperation.
“Mmh, already hard, are we?” Phil smirked.
“S-shut up,” Dan replied, frowning. “You’re fuckinggggg…” he trailed off with a shout when Phil sucked at the soft spot beneath his ear. “You’re f-fucking good at t-that.”
“Yeah?” Phil whispered, biting Dan’s ear and playing with the waistband of his jeans that were rapidly tightening.
“Fuck!” Dan cried, a loud moan ripping from his throat. “For gods sake, Phil, please!”
“Please what, baby,” Phil asked, his voice low. Dan groaned, throwing his head back.
The second the words left Dan’s mouth he was being lifted, his legs wrapping around Phil’s waist instinctively and his arms around his neck. Phil kissed him roughly, shoving his tongue into Dan’s mouth. Phil bit his bottom lip, tugging and making Dan whimper.
“Bedroom,” Phil gasped. “Now.”
He set Dan down, grabbing his wrist and tugging him roughly towards the door at the end of the hall. He fumbled with the doorknob, shoving Dan inside and causing him to stumble and sit on the edge of the bed. Phil shoved him down instantly, climbing on top of him and straddling him before going back to work on Dan’s neck.
“So pretty,” Phil whispered. “God, you’re so pretty, Dan.”
Phil ran his thumb down Dan’s jaw, trailing over his throat and Dan shuddered.
“Your neck is so pretty, babe,” Phil leaned down to kiss softly at Dan’s collarbone. Dan whimpered, his breath hitching and his hips rutting up in desperation. “Wanna leave marks all over you.”
“Y-yes sir,” Dan gasped out, and he saw something flash in Phil’s eyes. “P-please.”
Phil took no time with ripping Dan’s shirt over his head, tossing it aside and letting Dan unbutton his. Phil kissed him again, roughly and desperately connecting their mouths, grinding down on Dan’s crotch and making him groan.
“God Phil, just-” Dan’s breath caught. “Just fuck me already or I’ll cum in my pants.”
“Jesus fuck, that’s so hot,” Phil muttered, a grin stretching across his features and his eyes sparkling. “Okay baby.”
Phil tugged at Dan’s button, quickly unzipping them and sliding the tight jeans down his legs. He froze, staring at the lacy black panties Dan had chosen for this occasion. Dan smirked.
“What’s wrong?” He asked teasingly, dragging his finger over Phil’s jaw. “You told me to wear something pretty for you, sir.”
Dan watched as Phil’s jaw tightened, his eyebrows raising just slightly. Without a word Phil pulled Dan’s hips to his own, pulling his legs up over his shoulders and trailing hot kisses up his inner thighs. Dan’s breath hitched, a moan catching in his throat, and he bucked his hips.
“Please!” Dan whined, not caring how loud he was anymore. “Fuck, Phil, I want you so bad, want you inside me, please…”
Phil chuckled, leaning over Dan’s body to kiss his lips. “Getting a bit desperate, are we?”
Dan just nodded, not sure that he could speak.
Phil bit his lip, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed and tugged his own jeans down to reveal his hard on through his tight black briefs. Dan immediately tugged at the waistband, desperate to get them off, and pulled them down. Phil groaned as Dan took the tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue and watching Phil’s face that was shadowed with bliss.
“Do you need prep, baby?” Phil asked, pulling himself out of Dan’s mouth and rubbing himself slowly. Dan shook his head.
“Did it before I came here,” Dan muttered. “Considering I knew we were gonna fuck.”
“Mmh, clever boy.” Phil patted his cheek, grabbing his chin roughly and admiring the dark purple bruises he had left that were already forming on Dan’s neck and jaw.
Phil carefully removed the panties, tossing them off of the bed. He bent himself over, licking a broad stripe up the underside of Dan’s thigh from his ass, and Dan shuddered.
Phil quickly grabbed the lube and a condom from his bedside drawer, sliding it on and rubbing himself slowly, slicking himself up carefully.
“Get on with it,” Dan muttered, gasping when Phil grabbed his jaw harshly.
“Shut up,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “Sluts don’t tell me what to do.”
Phil lined himself up with Dan, pushing in slowly and giving Dan a moment to adjust to the tight fit, before snapping his hips. Dan shouted, a long stream of profanities and moans leaving his swollen lips, throwing his head back as Phil began to thrust into him, watching his face as he picked up speed.
Phil changed his angle, leaning over Dan and pressing their bodies together so he could kiss down Dan’s throat, and the boy beneath him practically shrieked.
“Phil!” He gasped out, scratching his nails down his back in a desperate manner. “Fuck! R-Right there, fuck, harder!”
Phil groaned, slowing down and focusing on thrusting deeper and hitting Dan in just the right place, causing Dan to grip his thigh, moaning whorishly with ever movement of Phil’s hips. Phil buried his face in Dan’s neck, breathing in sharp gasps and occasionally biting down, making Dan scream louder when he did.
“Oh g-god! Close!” Dan whined, rutting his hips to meet Phil’s thrusts and grinding back on his cock.
“Mm, good boy,” Phil muttered back, against Dan’s hot skin, drunk off the feeling of Dan’s tight head surrounding him, not quite aware of his own words. “Cum for me, Dan. Cum so pretty, baby, wanna see your face. Cum from my cock inside you.”
Phil reached down between Dan’s legs, jerking him off slowly, almost sleepily, feeling the boy beneath him fall apart.
With a twitch of his cock and a loud high pitched moan Dan came, his eyes screwed shut, his head thrown back and his mouth open. Phil groaned loudly just from the sight, feeling himself coming closer and closer to the edge.
At the last second Phil pulled out, discarding the condom and wrapping a hand around his own cock, jerking himself off quickly. Dan shook his head, sleepily moving Phil’s hand and replacing it with his mouth, kissing up and down the sides of Phil’s shaft, circling his tongue over Phil’s slit before taking it to the back of his throat.
“Oh f-fuck,” Phil gasped, tangling his fingers in Dan’s hair and tugging him down on his dick. “Look so good babe, so pretty, just for me. Waited so long to have you like this, god I’m so close, fuck.”
Phil slowly began to thrust into Dan’s mouth, and sped up when Dan tapped his thigh to tell him it was okay. Phil came down his throat with a loud moan, watching through heavy eyes while Dan cleaned him up, licking his lips and sucking softly on Phil’s tip.
“God,” Phil muttered when he could speak, running his fingers through his messy hair. Dan just nodded, flopping backwards onto Phil’s pillows, still breathing heavily.
Phil thought about holding him, wrapping his arms around Dan’s sweaty body and never letting go, but maybe that was desperate? But before he could even make a decision Dan had grabbed his wrist, tugging him down on top of him and nuzzling into his neck, his arms wrapped tightly around Phil’s waist. Phil grinned, running his fingers through Dan’s messy, slightly curly hair.
“You’re pretty,” Phil muttered sleepily. He felt Dan smile, and angle his face to look at him.
“Mmhm.” Phil admired Dan’s neck, rubbing his thumb over the marks he had left.
“Phil?” Dan asked, his voice quiet and almost nervous sounding.
“Do you want to maybe…” Dan bit his lip. “Do that again sometime…?”
“Oh hell yes,” Phil replied immediately. “Dan, you have no idea how long I waited to get you like that. I’m not giving it up for the world.”
Dan smiled, his eyelashes fluttering.
“I think you’re the best I’ve ever had,” Dan mused. Phil raised his eyebrows.
“That’s saying a lot.” Dan swatted him lightly on the chest.
“I don’t want you sleeping around anymore.” Phil traced his fingertips over Dan’s palm before intertwining their fingers. “You’re mine, I want to be the only one touching you like that, seeing you like that.” He paused. “If you’d like, of course.”
Dan bit his lip. “Yeah.” He smiled. “I think I would.”
“Good.” Phil raised his eyebrows. “Round two in the shower?”
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