could you do more rimming hcs with twink!dan?
yes i can
- dan’s soft whines cut off with a high pitched groan as phil kisses down his back. phil loves to see him like this, all quiet and pliant the way he rarely ever gets even when it’s just the two of them, the way no one else ever gets to see him; a deeper, more primal part of him delights in the submissiveness of it too, in seeing loud, bossy dan present himself like this, face down and ass up, begging for his tongue.
- he presses a quick kiss directly to his hole and licks around the rim of it, it twitches under his mouth and dan practically crumbles under him, his entire body except for his hands relaxing. he buries a loud sob into the pillow and thrusts his ass out further. phil licks over dan’s hole in a teasing, languid rhythm, closes his eyes and just enjoys the texture of dan’s skin, soft and warm under his tongue, the uncertain twitch of muscle.
- phil presses his lips around dan’s hole and sucks. dan squirms a little when phil keeps sucking at his hole, whines loudly into the pillow in a way that phil can’t help but moan in time with. phil licks over his hole soothingly, laving over it with his tongue and not even trying to stop himself from drooling. he can feel spit dribbling down his tongue and out of the corners of his mouth, getting dan all wet and slick. phil’s so tempted to rub his cock over dan’s ass, maybe even fuck him, cum inside and fill him up, but dan is practically crying, whimpering and soaking the pillow with spit and sweat and tears and phil would be cruel to not give him release.
- phil gives dan’s hole a filthy wet kiss, pokes at the rim with his tongue. dan releases an inhuman sound into the pillow and practically collapses at that, legs sliding over the sheets as he spreads them open as far as they will go. phil grabs at dan’s hip to hold him up as he swirls his tongue around. he loves this part- dan is warm and soft inside, the smell of him is strong, and the taste is slightly bitter and a lot salty.
- when phil starts fucking him with his tongue, deep and slow at first, dan starts riding his face and whimpering with every push in and out, soft, high-pitched, breathy little sounds phil can just barely hear over his own shallow breaths. his tongue makes a wet, squelching sound as it picks up speed going in and out of dan. dan pushes his legs spread further open until he’s almost lying on his stomach and starts rutting against the bed. phil can barely breathe from the way dan’s ass closes around him; he swipes his thumb over the head of his own cock, fingers wraping around the shaft just underneath. phil pulls his tongue out to nip at his rim and dan full on sobs.
- phil dives back in, tongue fucking inside and out fast. dan doesn’t last long after that, only holding on for a few more strokes of phil’s tongue. he screams as he starts cumming, cock jumping so hard phil feels the twitch against his palm and dripping thickly onto the sheets. dan’s whole body spasms violently and he falls down on the bed, his hips fucking against the bed for a long time before he finally slows down and melts into the bed. even after he’s done he’s still gulping down air, sounding like he’s suffocating himself, and his muscles keep twitching at random and seemingly completely out of his control.
- phil only needs to jerk himself off a couple times before he’s cumming, so overwhelmed with the way dan fucking looks and the way he tasted, that he’s cumming thick ropes before he even notices. he falls back against the pillows next to dan and they knew that they’re both sticky and messy and in dire need of a shower, but dan’s already drifting off, all tingly with the memory of phil all over and around him and right now all he wants to do is snuggle closer and sleep, so that’s what he does.
