Summary: Another fic inspired in an All Time Low song because they're the best band ever.
Very basic fluff/smut, Dan and Phil go out to a gay club after coming out and then they go home together <3
Genre: Smut and fluff
Words: 2,329
Warnings: explicit sex, mention of drugs (no actual use)
A/N: Did you know All Time Low is great? Sugar is such a good song I had to write this fic. I hope it's enjoyable for anyone else!
Summary: "How long can we tread water? How long can we stay afloat?" 2016 ish Dan and Phil
Genre: Angsty fluff?
Words: 1,339
Warnings: none that I can think of?
A/N: So Tread Water by All Time Low is a terrific song and I can't stop thinking about 2016!Dan thinking what the song says. And Phil being "his lifeboat". Just a perfect song to make a fic about. I just love All Time Low and I love Dan and Phil. In case you couldn't tell.
I’m 200% tempted to make a fic based off the song “Átomos Dispersos” by Miss Caffeina (my fave band). Even if you don’t speak Spanish that song is A+ and the singer’s voice is the most beautiful thing seriously.
Anyway there’s that, I may do that any time soon or simply keep on editing and uploading old smut I wrote I’m cool with both.
Summary: What happens when Dan and Phil are horny but Phil is exhausted.
Genre: smutty smut
Words: 1,363 (but like 300-400 words are just neutral/fluff so)
What to expect: oral sex, too much fluff, the beggining is just kind of not porn or anything (I’m great at explaining myself) and there’s other characters, kinda dom!dan/sub!phil but not really, kinda nipple kink, like seriously somehow I turn sin into disgusting fluff why??
Warnings: mention of wine (but not of drinking idk), porn,
A/N: The situation at the beggining came to my mind after seeing the photo and then I thought about the rest. It’s 2AM and I have to get up at 5, that’s why I’m doing this :)))
Phil was leaning against the counter, Dan pressing himself up against him, their kiss slow but deep.
“Hey, get a room, you two.”, they heard their friend Marzia joking, entering the kitchen. They might had forgotten why they were in the kitchen in the first place and used the opportunity of being alone to share a kiss.
“Sorry.”, Phil giggled, and Dan turned around smiling, but the way his hands were still around Phil showed he wasn’t sorry.
“It’s ok. Will you get the wine? Is back there.”, she asked, pointing behind Phil. So that was why they went to the kitchen. “We’re still setting the game up.”, she winked, letting them know they still had a moment to be alone. After picking up a bag of crisps, she left the kitchen, and Dan kissed Phil’s neck softly.
“Just wait till we go to bed.”, he warned, and Phil just gulped because now he had to hide a boner for a few minutes –that if he managed to stop thinking about what could happen once they were alone.
As soon as they walked in the lounge, their friends were already teasing them for taking so long in the kitchen. But that was quickly forgotten and they could enjoy a lovely night with their friends, crying from laughter and feeling very happy and comfortable. Dan had to admit that, as reluctant as he was to going when he was in bed with his laptop and Phil that morning, he did not regret it. He felt very refreshed after that.
Phil, on the other hand, was exhausted. The night had been fun, but, unlike Dan, he hadn't slept on the train in their way there, and it was three in the morning when he was being dragged by Dan to their bedroom, barely conscious of it.
With no words, Dan pushed Phil to the bed and took off both of their shirts. He surprised himself at how quick he could get rid of his jeans, task that usually took so long it was annoying, and he climbed on top of Phil to kiss him. He didn’t get back the same vehemence from Phil, but he still gladly answered to the kiss.
Quickly, Dan was kissing down Phil’s neck, sucking on it with just the right pressure to not leave any mark on it.
“Dan…”, Phil whined, his hands on Dan’s butt, pressing him down and squeezing.
Dan smirked and kept his way down, biting lightly on Phil’s chest until he got to the nipples. When he had his mouth on them, licking, sucking and nibbling teasingly, Phil was a mess underneath him. He closed his eyes, throwing his head back in the pillow. His hands pressed Dan down, and his hips jerked up, trying to get some friction. Even if he was still wearing jeans, rubbing against Dan’s thigh gave him some relief, yet it was still frustrating.
“Fuck, you’re hot.”, Dan whispered, and Phil wanted to comment he said that all the time, but Dan was back on kissing his lips so he couldn’t. Dan’s hands were rubbing and pinching his nipples, and his mouth went down again from his mouth to his neck.
“Lube?”, Dan asked.
“No, stop.”, Phil replied. With that, Dan simply stopped everything he was doing.
“Ok. Is everything fine?”, he asked, concerned at the sudden negative. Phil kissed him trying to calm him down.
“Of course, love, I’m just very tired. Can we continue this tomorrow?”, he asked, peppering kisses over Dan’s lips and cheeks trying to sweeten it up.
“You don’t have to do anything. I can ride you.”, Dan replied, pouting.
“Yeah, for like ten minutes and then your legs get tired.”, Phil replied, and Dan was going to complain but he knew Phil was right. Phil smiled, grabbing Dan’s butt again and kissing him. “You know, I’m too tired to make it good. And you deserve only the best.”, Phil explained, and Dan wanted to laugh at how cheesy that was but he actually smiled because it was kind of cute.
“Okay. No sex. But I can still keep on what I was doing.”, Dan decided, and he moved down in the bed a bit to have his head at Phil’s stomach. He took his time leaving kisses everywhere, moving slowly, his lips ghosting over the different curves of Phil’s stomach and chest planting kisses everywhere.
“What are you doing?”, Phil smiled. He knew what Dan was doing, for some reason he liked to kiss Phil like that usually. But still, he asked.
“Can’t I kiss my beautiful boyfriend? And maybe blow him later?”, Dan tried to sound offended as his kisses reached Phil’s jeans, so he stopped.
At first he tried to make it sexy, not breaking eye contact with Phil as he started to unbuckle his belt, but he quickly gave up, focusing on getting the clothes off. When he threw the jeans and underwear to the floor, he stopped for a minute to stare at Phil’s body displayed in front of him.
“Shit, you’re so beautiful.”, he breathed, leaning down. He would never get tired of Phil’s body. As usual, he started to kiss Phil’s inner thigs and v line, but Phil, as expected, just giggled and jerked his hips up and down because he was so ticklish. At that point Dan just did it because Phil was so cute when he was ticklish.
“Can I?”, Dan looked up with a smile, and Phil smiled and looked away.
“Well, you definitely don’t have to.”, he replied, and Dan pursed his lips.
“Well, I definitely want to.”, he waited, and he knew it was torturing for Phil to feel his breath on him, but he wanted to hear him say it.
“Dan.”, he whined. “Please… I want it. I want you to blow me. Please.”
Dan was delighted at the needy tone of Phil’s voice, but didn’t teased him on that, instead getting Phil’s cock on his mouth in a single motion. Phil gasp was so loud he was sure everyone in the house had heard him, but he didn’t have much time to worry about it as Dan kept on working on giving him head, and somehow the boy always managed to make him weak with the use of his mouth.
Phil started to move his hips upwards, without even thinking, and Dan accepted the movement, adjusting to it, Phil moving more and more to the point he was conscious he was jerking his hips up fucking into Dan’s mouth, but he was too lost in the pleasure to stop –not that Dan was complaining anyway. There was something he loved about pleasuring Phil, seeing him become a mess under the use of his mouth, and the way Phil’s mouth opened slightly, his hands gripping on the sheets, both a sign he was close. And there was it, that was the face, Phil’s eyes closed, his moans whiny and low at the sensation Dan was not giving rest from.
“Dan… Fuck, Dan, I’m close…”, he looked down at Dan, who hummed in acknowledgement. Dan always knew he had done a good job when Phil cursed and repeated his name. And for the last moment before coming, Phil repeated Dan’s name at least ten times, like some kind of prayer as Dan kept going, and there he was, he reached his high and he came in Dan’s mouth.
Dan swallowed all of it and smiled, taking a tissue to clean Phil up, and his own lips.
“I love you so much. That was great.”, Phil murmured, his eyes already close from how tired he was as Dan laid next to him, cuddling up against him. Phil hugged him tightly.
“Thanks. Good night, handsome.”, Dan smiled, feeling the comfort of Phil’s embrace.
“But you… I don’t want to leave you with a boner.”, Phil complaint, feeling guilty Dan had gotten him off but he was too tired to return the favour. Dan simply kissed him and pulled up the duvet.
“It’s ok. But you owe me one.”, Dan giggled.
“Definitely.”, Phil turned off the light and felt asleep thinking about how he was going to return the favour to Dan the following morning.
Summary: Turns out listening to music full volume while having sex is not such a good idea as you don’t hear when someone gets in your house.
(Or Phan fucking to Drones by Muse get caught by their landlord)
Genre: porn
Words: 843
What to expect: gay sex, caught/interrupted, song lyrics, top!dan
Warnings: Food mention, and yeah, sex, I think nothing else
A/N: I literally wrote this in june last year when Drones came out why am I publishing this now the world may never know I’m such a mess sorry
“Look what’s arrived!”, Phil yells, entering Dan’s room, where he is lying on his bed, his mobile between his hands.
“Is it the trousers I ordered?”, he asks, looking up. Phil sits in the bed, pecking his boyfriend in the lips with a big smile.
“No, it’s Muse’s album. Why don’t we listen to it?”, Phil proposes, thrilled. Dan laughs, sitting up.
“Let’s have breakfast first, please.”, he requests, and Phil almost runs to the kitchen to turn on the kettle and start taking out of the cupboards everything they need.
Dan appears in the kitchen, avoiding by centimetres hitting his head against the glass door, and Phil stops everything for a moment to admire his half-naked boyfriend.
“Stop looking at me!”, the brown-haired boy complains, hugging Phil.
Both of them actually rush their breakfast, unlike usually, to then go back to Dan’s room, where they put the CD and play it.
“Muse sounds good.”, Phil comments, lying in bed. Dan smirks as he climbs on top of his boyfriend, to kiss him tenderly.
“Muse reminds me of our first time.”, he whispers, making Phil smile shyly.
“Would you want to repeat that?”, he suggests, grabbing his boyfriend’s ass shamelessly.
“Yeah, I would love that.”, Dan agrees, and they kiss again. Dan is bothered by the many clothes Phil has, while Phil only has to pull Dan’s underwear down to find his hard member. Dan groans as he tries to pull Phil’s pyjama pants down forgetting to undo the tie at the waist. When he finally finds his way to Phil’s naked body, he doesn’t think twice before taking Phil’s length to his mouth.
I have been programmed to obey
And now
You are my handler…
Phil moans, putting his hand to Dan’s head, trying to push him further down.
“Come here, I want you inside me.”, Phil moans, pulling Dan to his lips again. Dan takes the lube from his nightstand, quickly pouring it over his fingers to slowly stick them inside his boyfriend, who moans loudly at the contact.
“You are so fucking hot when you moan.”, Dan says, keeping his fingers moving. The song changes, and the new music fills the air.
“Please, Dan, do it.”, Phil asks, loud enough to be heard over the music. His boyfriend has a huge grin as he lubes his member to line it up with Phil’s hole.
I’m gonna break you
I’m gonna make you
A fucking psycho…
Dan pushes inside slowly, but Phil uses his feet to push Dan inside himself. The music continues, loud enough to cover their sounds to the neighbours, but they can hear the other moaning, asking for more. They roll in bed, they scream, they sweat as they forget about everything, letting the music be the protagonist there.
“I love you.”, Phil lets out as a moan, and Dan goes faster when he hears that.
“I fucking love you too, babe.”, he replies, kissing his boyfriend.
Your lips feel warm to the touch
You can bring me back to life…
They don’t hear the door, but they notice when it is opened and a surprised landlord is received with the sight of the two boys naked, having sex to that song.
“Sorry.”, the man gets to say, closing back the door. Dan jumps out of the bed, taking some underwear from the floor that feels smaller than usual, so he realizes it’s Phil’s, but he doesn’t have time to change it. He picks a pair of tracksuits from the floor and a t-shirt, while Phil gets into his pyjama again. Phil goes out of the room first, finding the landlord still in the hall, apparently really confused. They had worked so hard on the “just friends” cover to the landlord. But there is no way out of this one.
“Sir, I’m sorry, if you let me explain…”, Phil starts, but the man waves his hand, looking away from his tenant.
“No, no, I’m sorry, I called you but I guess the music was too loud. I just came for that problem you seemed to have with the hot water.”, he explains.
“Yeah, I’ll show you. Why don’t you prepare him a coffee, Phil?”, Dan handles the situation, and Phil simply nods. After the landlord checks the problem and phones the insurance company, Dan takes the moment to see how bad it is.
“By the way, I’m sorry about…”, he tries.
“Kid, that’s none of my business. I don’t care about what you do in the bedrooms as long as you don’t break anything.”, he states, and they hear Phil going down the stairs with a steamy mug. “Thank you, son. You can go upstairs if you want, the plumber will get in five minutes and I’ll handle this.”, he says, sipping on the dark liquid.
The two boys quietly go to the lounge, where they sit, turning on the TV but not watching it. Finally, Dan burst into laughter. Phil answers by punching his arm.
“Shut up! It’s not funny!”
“It is, you should’ve seen your face…”
A/N: Why did I write this??? Why is this so awkward to me??? I literally don’t know.
A/N2: Sorry that some parts had present verbs I usually check that when editing and I hate to read that in fics but somehow I missed it, I’ll try to check it better next time x
Title: 2009 (because I’m the most fucking original person check that out)
Summary: So as my first fic on this blog here you have the typical “2009 first time cute but sinnful”
Genre: Smut
Words: 1,103
What to expect: disastrous writing, cute(???) gay sex including prepping
Warnings: well, porn. I guess that’s all but you can always let me know what you want me to tag
A/N: Hi this is my first fic in this blog sorry. I wrote this like half a year ago but I want to put all these fics on the internet and I figured 2009!phan first time was the best way to start.
"It's ok, Phil. Don't worry, really. I'm ready.", Dan kept on kissing Phil's mouth. Phil was terrified of hurting the 18 year old boy that was in his bed.
"You know we can stop whenever you want. I'm ok with anything. Just kissing you is enough for me.", Phil insisted, his hands touching Dan's chest needy.
"Yes, Phil. I want to have sex with you. Do you want it?", his brown eyes, filled with lust and love, were fixed on his boyfriend's lips.
"Of course I do.", Phil breathed, nibbling Dan's neck and sucking on it slightly. A moan escaped Dan's lips before he could think of it.
"Then get on with it.", Dan hurried.
But Phil was calmed, slow and caring. He took the cherry lube from his nightstand. He had joked with Dan over Skype about their favourite lube flavour. And that one was it.
"Turn around, babe.", Phil asked, and Dan obeyed, popping out his ass slightly. Phil put a pillow under Dan's hips to help have a better angle. With that, he poured some lube on his finger and some more over Dan's hole.
"Relax. And just tell me how should I do it.", Phil tried to be as gentle as he could, even though he knew Dan often fingered himself. He had seen it over Skype. He had done it himself just the night before. But he couldn't risk hurting his boyfriend. Dan, impatiently, guided Phil's hand grabbing it by the wrist, quicker than what Phil had in mind.
"You can put two fingers.", Dan informed, his voice lost in between moans. Phil poured some more lube, and it was dripping to the bed and everything was sticky and smelled like cherry, but he didn't mind as long as Dan was not hurt. Dan guided Phil's hand inside him again, slower this time. When he was moving it fast enough, he clenched his fists in the pillow, giving in to the pleasant sensation, moaning loudly as Phil went faster and moved his fingers around.
"Phil… A third, please…", Dan begged. Phil added the finger, making sure Dan was stretched enough, and he knew he hadn't hurt Dan, which was a miracle given how tight the teenager was.
Phil was stretching him, adding a drop or two of lube whenever it got a bit dry. Soon after, they both knew they had to keep going.
"Are you alright? Do you want me to… To do it or do you prefer if I just finger you?", Phil asked, kissing Dan's shoulder.
"I want you to make love to me.", Dan said in the most lustful voice Phil had ever heard.
"Alright, I'm just gonna put on a condom. Help me with it.", Phil asked, while he opened the package, careful not to damage it. Dan helped him with the condom, having the chance to shamelessly look at how big Phil was.
"Turn around, I wanna see your face.", Phil asked.
Dan rolled in the bed, facing his boyfriend. The sight of the sexiest man he had ever knew on top of him and about to get inside him made him even more hard if possible.
"Is it too big? Maybe I will hurt you? Should we try something else?", Phil doubted, looking down at his nine inches.
"Phil, please. I promise if it hurts I'll stop you.", Dan whined. He really fucking wanted Phil.
"Ok, bear. Pour some lube on me.", he asked. Dan poured some drops on Phil, and stroked him to spread it out. Phil closed his eyes and sighed at the contact.
"You want this?", Dan smiled, pouring some more lube on his already stretched hole.
"I do. I fucking do. I love you so much.", Phil whispered in Dan's ear and kissed his jaw and neck. Before Dan could complain again, Phil's tip was pressing against him. He was as slow as he could be. When he saw the slightest sign of discomfort on Dan's face, he pulled out, and in again, even slower this time. It took them at least five minutes to have their bodies pressed together and Phil's length entirely inside Dan. They kissed sloppily and Phil just didn't move for a couple of minutes. He was comfortable that way, even though he was dying for some movement. Dan was trying his best to relax and adjust to the huge thing inside him.
"There's no rush, love. Take your time, we're alone. We have all night.", Phil insisted, seeing Dan's efforts. He kissed his neck and mouth again, pushing his hair out of his face, and touched his nipples. Dan was moaning at everything, and he nodded, his eyes closed because the pleasure was too much.
"Move. Slow, please."
Phil kissed his lips another time before moving out slowly and in again. It was a torture for both of them how slow Phil was. But Dan hadn't adjusted just yet, and Phil kept moving, stroking Dan's dick and touching his body, until he saw in Dan's face he was ready for a faster pace. He poured some more lube, even though it was not needed, and the sheets already stank of cherry.
Every time he pushed inside Dan, the boy moaned, pounding his nails in his boyfriend's back to hold onto something. Minutes later, he was moving fast, and they were both sweaty and moaning.
"Phil, I feel… I’m…", Dan couldn't even finish his sentence. He came, before he could even do something about it. It landed over his and Phil's chests, and Phil kept moving.
"I'm close… Can I keep going?", Phil moaned out, and Dan nodded furiously.
"You're so fucking hot. I loved it. Oh my god you're so fucking big, how am I going to fuck you all the time. I fucking love it.", Dan moaned, getting down from his high but still stimulated. Shortly after, Phil came too, his moans on Dan’s ear.
“Shit, give me a minute.”, Phil pecked Dan’s lips before standing up from the bed. He took his time to clean everything up, the sheets to be changed the following day to get rid of the lube stains.
“God, I fucking love you.”, Dan sighed as Phil laid in bed. Too tired to put on any clothes, they just threw the duvet over their bodies.
“You liked that, love?”, Phil smirked, still breathing heavily.
“Are you joking?”, Dan smiled, curling up in Phil’s chest. “That was the best thing ever.”
“You are.”, Phil kissed his boyfriend’s hair, and him was too tired to comment on how cheesy that comeback had been, so instead they just slept.
A/N: Ooops I had to re-write the ending and it’s fucking shit, I’m sorry
