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Could you do like extreme powerbottom Phil? Like he's still the dom and everything

// Orgasm control please?

Cock rings. Dan fucking hated cock rings, hated how he could only moan and scream and rock his hips up into Phil, chasing an orgasm that never quite came.

“Don’t complain,” Phil warned, his voice light even though Dan knew he was dead serious by the way Phil’s nails scratched at his skin. “Or I might have to get the gag.” That was enough to shut Dan right up, his wrists flexing from where they were cuffed to the headboard.

“Yes sir,” Dan breathed, clenching his teeth and doing his best not to fuck up into Phil’s hand which wrapped around his cock. HIs hips twitched up but fuck, he was so ready, so needy. He needed Phil’s hands on him now. Well, last week, preferably.

Phil raised himself up onto his knees with a snide smile, rolling up onto the balls of his feet and reaching behind him to grip Dan’s cock. Dan stiffened and whimpered at even that little bit of stimulation, his hands flexing and biceps straining against his restraints.

“Good–” Phil started, only to be cut off by a choked moan when he lowered himself onto Dan’s cock, guiding the head just barely past his rim before pausing. “–boy,” he finished, his smile sharp and seductive. Dan’s jaw fell open and his eyes rolled back in his head as Phil slowly, achingly slowly, lowered himself down onto Dan’s tied cock.

“Damn,” Phil groaned, moving his hand as he bottomed out. He ran his hands all up and over his own neck and chest, making Dan ache with the desire to just touch.

“Please, Phil,” he whimpered, tugging against his cuffs to illustrate his point. Phil bounced a little bit, wagging his finger patronizingly.

Phil was slow to work himself up to a rhythm, raising and lowering himself on tensed thighs before finally sinking down in earnest, fucking himself down onto Dan’s cock. Dan gasped and groaned, doing his best to fuck up into Phil as he screwed himself down, make his back arch and lips fall open on sweet, wanton moans.

Dan was technically fucking Phil, but they both knew who was really on top. Phil moved even faster, taking all he wanted from Dan and leaving them both buzzing, trembling messes of gasps and sighs and broken moans.

“P-please, sir,” Dan groaned, his blood singing and building to an impossible pressure until it felt like his veins would burst. “Please, god, please, just let me cum, please-” Phil cut him off with a low chuckle, taking Dan to the hilt and rocking back and forth in teasing little circles.

“Hmm,” Phil hummed, like he was honestly considering it. He raised himself up until the tip of Dan’s cock rested against his dripping, fucked-out hole. “I don’t think so.” He slammed back down, his own throaty groan mixing with Dan’s trembling, high-pitched whine in perfect harmony.

“Gonna- gonna– fuck, Dan,” Phil cursed as he stroked himself to completion, bottoming out and cumming with a soft moan of Dan’s name. Dan panted, his eyes clouded and his lips bitten red, the flush in his cheeks spreading down his shoulders and chest.

Phil stepped off, settling himself on his knees beside Dan and working the cock ring up and off of his flushed, swollen length.

“Please, please– thank you, th-thank you, sir!” Dan babbled as Phil wrapped his fingers around him, his strokes quick and sharp as he jacked Dan off.

Dan’s eyes slid shut as he felt himself approach the brink, his back arching and his hips kicking up off the bed as– Phil let go, letting Dan scream his frustration to uncaring ears and an empty wall as Dan came, ruined, all over his own chest. He trembled, his cock slick and still so hard, curved against his abdomen.

“Good boy,” Phil said with a gentle kiss to Dan’s temple. Dan curled onto his side, all but sobbing as he tried to regain his breath.

“Good boy,” Phil whispered again, petting and kissing every area of skin he could reach. “My good boy, such a good boy.”

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Dan riding Phil, slamming down repeatedly in his lap, eventually the pleasure just becomes too much, and his hips stutter and he starts grinding down more than bouncing. Phil takes Dan’s hips in his hands and begins pounding up into him, right against the younger boys prostate. “Daddy!” Dan cries as he comes, all over his and Phil’s chest.

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Could you do like extreme powerbottom Phil? Like he's still the dom and everything

// Orgasm control please?

Cock rings. Dan fucking hated cock rings, hated how he could only moan and scream and rock his hips up into Phil, chasing an orgasm that never quite came.

“Don’t complain,” Phil warned, his voice light even though Dan knew he was dead serious by the way Phil’s nails scratched at his skin. “Or I might have to get the gag.” That was enough to shut Dan right up, his wrists flexing from where they were cuffed to the headboard.

“Yes sir,” Dan breathed, clenching his teeth and doing his best not to fuck up into Phil’s hand which wrapped around his cock. HIs hips twitched up but fuck, he was so ready, so needy. He needed Phil’s hands on him now. Well, last week, preferably.

Phil raised himself up onto his knees with a snide smile, rolling up onto the balls of his feet and reaching behind him to grip Dan’s cock. Dan stiffened and whimpered at even that little bit of stimulation, his hands flexing and biceps straining against his restraints.

“Good–” Phil started, only to be cut off by a choked moan when he lowered himself onto Dan’s cock, guiding the head just barely past his rim before pausing. “–boy,” he finished, his smile sharp and seductive. Dan’s jaw fell open and his eyes rolled back in his head as Phil slowly, achingly slowly, lowered himself down onto Dan’s tied cock.

“Damn,” Phil groaned, moving his hand as he bottomed out. He ran his hands all up and over his own neck and chest, making Dan ache with the desire to just touch.

“Please, Phil,” he whimpered, tugging against his cuffs to illustrate his point. Phil bounced a little bit, wagging his finger patronizingly.

Phil was slow to work himself up to a rhythm, raising and lowering himself on tensed thighs before finally sinking down in earnest, fucking himself down onto Dan’s cock. Dan gasped and groaned, doing his best to fuck up into Phil as he screwed himself down, make his back arch and lips fall open on sweet, wanton moans.

Dan was technically fucking Phil, but they both knew who was really on top. Phil moved even faster, taking all he wanted from Dan and leaving them both buzzing, trembling messes of gasps and sighs and broken moans.

“P-please, sir,” Dan groaned, his blood singing and building to an impossible pressure until it felt like his veins would burst. “Please, god, please, just let me cum, please-” Phil cut him off with a low chuckle, taking Dan to the hilt and rocking back and forth in teasing little circles.

“Hmm,” Phil hummed, like he was honestly considering it. He raised himself up until the tip of Dan’s cock rested against his dripping, fucked-out hole. “I don’t think so.” He slammed back down, his own throaty groan mixing with Dan’s trembling, high-pitched whine in perfect harmony.

“Gonna- gonna– fuck, Dan,” Phil cursed as he stroked himself to completion, bottoming out and cumming with a soft moan of Dan’s name. Dan panted, his eyes clouded and his lips bitten red, the flush in his cheeks spreading down his shoulders and chest.

Phil stepped off, settling himself on his knees beside Dan and working the cock ring up and off of his flushed, swollen length.

“Please, please– thank you, th-thank you, sir!” Dan babbled as Phil wrapped his fingers around him, his strokes quick and sharp as he jacked Dan off.

Dan’s eyes slid shut as he felt himself approach the brink, his back arching and his hips kicking up off the bed as– Phil let go, letting Dan scream his frustration to uncaring ears and an empty wall as Dan came, ruined, all over his own chest. He trembled, his cock slick and still so hard, curved against his abdomen.

“Good boy,” Phil said with a gentle kiss to Dan’s temple. Dan curled onto his side, all but sobbing as he tried to regain his breath.

“Good boy,” Phil whispered again, petting and kissing every area of skin he could reach. “My good boy, such a good boy.”

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Dan lay, panting and cum-covered, on Phil’s sheets. He saw splotches of green and blue out of the corner of his half-lidded eyes, then black as they slid fully shut.

“Fuck, baby, you’ve done so well for me,” Phil murmured, one arm slung over Dan’s waist and the other hand stroking his hair. Dan nodded, still trembling all over from his previous orgasm. The arm across Dan’s waist started moving lower, Phil’s wicked fingers dancing down between Dan’s thighs. Dan whimpered and tried to close his legs, but Phil’s elbows held him open.

“Shh, baby,” Phil murmured, his voice low and comforting in Dan’s ear. The hand in Dan’s hair kept stroking but the hand between his legs matched it, Phil’s long, slender fingers pressing ever-so-lightly over Dan’s hole.

“I’m gonna rig you, okay?” Phil asked, never wavering in both of his ministrations. Dan tossed his head, squeezing his eyes further shut. “On your chest and knees, your hands tied behind your back. Spreader bar between your thighs.”

“Green,” Dan mumbled, and Phil pressed a quick kiss to his lips before standing up off the bed and retrieving what he needed.

Dan went limp and let Phil maneuver him into the position he wanted. He knew there wouldn't be a backlash for not scrambling to follow Phil’s orders, considering what they had just done. He felt Phil’s come drip from his hole when Phil spread his legs and he whined, only to be silenced with a soft kiss to his upper thigh.

Dan visibly jumped when he felt the press of a toy at his hole, but Phil fanned his hands over Dan’s lower back until he calmed down enough to push it in. Dan groaned and squirmed, his fingers clenching and unclenching and his moans muffled by the pillow he bit into.

The toy settled solidly into Dan and he sighed, shifting his hips slightly.

“Fuck!” he screamed when the toy buzzed to life inside of him, ripping a low groan from his throat. Phil turned the toy off, his hand a solid, reassuring heat on Dan’s lower back.

“Colour?” he asked.

“Green, green, fuck,” Dan gasped, pushing his hips back onto the toy and Phil’s hands. The instant vibrations wrecked him in the most beautiful of ways, sending him moaning and arching and squirming as best as he could given his restraints. He felt the bed dip as Phil stood up and he turned his head, blinking the tears out of his eyes as he watched his master stand.

“Wh- ah!” Dan moaned as the vibrations increased to an intense pulsing pattern, directly against his prostate.

The overstimulation killed him, drawing moan after moan after shriek out of his weak, trembling body. He gasped and screamed and kicked, breaking more under the heat in Phil’s eyes than the incessant pleasure being forced upon him by the toy.

“Who does this ass belong to, hmm?” Phil asked, caressing the hot skin of Dan’s bum before laying one, two, three slaps on it. 

“Y-you,” Dan cried, his tied shoulders pulling painfully as he arched his chest off of the bed.

“And whose pretty little cock is this?” Phil asked, wrapping one hand around Dan’s hard and leaking dick. Tears rolled down Dan’s face in hot, thick droplets, and he slammed his face back down into the pillows, trembling like a leaf in the wind.

“Y-yours,” he barely managed to choke out. “It’s-s y-y-your coc-ck, mas-ster.”

“Good boy, Dan,” Phil praised, jacking Dan’s slippery cock with smooth, sharp strokes. “Come for me, Dan. You’re doing so well, just let go baby, and cum for me.”

Dan had no choice but to obey, his orgasm overtaking him with shuddering force. His cock spasmed in Phil’s fist, spraying white all over the sheets beneath him. He came for what felt like ages, the fire in his veins never faltering thanks to the incessant toy inside of him.

“T-take it out,” Dan sobbed, trying in vain to pull away from the overwhelming sensations. Phil just turned up the intensity, and Dan screamed into the pillow.

“Hmm,” Phil said, and Dan felt rather than saw him stand. “I don’t think so.” The sound of footsteps crossed the room, followed by the creak of a door hinge.

“Wait!” Dan yelled. “N-no, master, please, don’t lea–”

“I’ll be back soon, Daniel,” Phil hummed, stepping into the hallway and closing the door with a sharp slam.

It was almost too quiet, too muffled, but Dan heard Phil’s final words from outside the door.

“Or not.” And the footsteps walked away.

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Can we get a quick part 2 of young master dan

(I know this is new in my inbox but YeaH)

This is like the 3rd hc I’ve done in the past 24 hours but oops

Sequel to this

Warnings: Spanking, BDSM, Rough Sex, Kinda noncon/dubcon

~Nothing was added to this HC because I felt like it had to be, it was all my decision~

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- About two days later, Dan goes into his study to find Phil sitting in his chair, stroking himself, head tipped back. When Dan steps into the room, Phil looks at him and smirks. “Good morning, young master,” he says without so much as a pause.

-”You- you’re-” Dan stutters, unable to look away.

-”I am.”

- After a couple more seconds, Phil beckons Dan forward, and slowly, Dan crosses the room to stand in front of Phil, eyes still glued to the way his hand glides over his cock. Wordlessly, Phil gestures for Dan to get down on his knees. “Goody boy,” he coos, running his free hand through Dan’s not-yet straightened hair, and raising an eyebrow when Dan keens at the praise. Knowing what Dan likes is good information for later. “Do you want to come today?” Dan nods. “Beg to suck me off, then.”

-”I’m not going to-” starts Dan, but when he looks up at Phil’s face, he wilts a little inside. “Why?”

-”Why what?”

-”Why are you making me beg?”

-Phil laughs, smirking down at Dan. “Because you need to learn how not to be spoiled, young master.”

-For a moment, Dan stares at Phil, thinking.

-”P-please let me suck on your thick cock, want to taste it and make you feel good. Phil, j-just please let me put my mouth on it, I need it so bad,” Dan rambles, the words coming to him surprisingly easily.

-”I’m not convinced,” Phil says in a sing-song voice.

-Now, Dan’s annoyed and impatient and a little desperate for release, so he grabs Phil’s wrists and pins them to the arms of the chair before taking the head of Phil’s cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. Scooting closer on his knees, Dan begins to bob up and down, releasing one of Phil’s hands to work what he can’t reach with his mouth. At that action, Phil frees his other hand and pushes Dan’s head down until his lips are wrapped around the base and he can’t breathe and black spots pepper his vision. Phil holds him there until Dan thinks he’s about to pass out before finally letting up. As Dan gasps for air, Phil gives him a disapproving glare. 

-”What the fuck?” Dan splutters, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. 

-Shaking his head, Phil lifts Dan up and places him over his lap. “You just don’t know how to listen, do you?” He pulls down Dan’s pajama bottoms (that he notices are all Dan has on) and pushes up his sleep shirt. “Clearly, edging you just makes you more disobedient, so I’ll have to find other ways to make you listen to me, like a good boy.”

-He brings his hand down on Dan’s ass, hard, instantly bringing a bright red hand print. Dan squeals and jerks away from the hit, only serving to make him grind against Phil’s thigh. Once again, Phil strikes him, and smirks when Dan moves again, whimpering from the not quite their friction. Three more times and Dan’s whole bum is turning a rosy pink all over, some spots darker than others. Ten more times and faint bruises are arising. Twenty more and there’s dark purple marks and Dan’s sobbing loudly.

-Phil carefully pulls Dan up to sit in his lap, pushing two fingers between his lips. “I’m going to fuck you,” he says softly, “and you can come as many times as you like, or you might not. I’m stopping when I’m done, no sooner, no later. Understood?”

-Watching Phil with glassy eyes, Dan nods and winces when Phil pulls his fingers away to push them inside of him, scissoring them quickly. After another finger, Phil stops prepping Dan and spreads his precum over his length. With his grip on Dan’s hips, he lowers Dan onto his cock as quickly as he dares. “There you go, being so good,” Phil says in his deep voice when he bottoms out, letting Dan adjust. “Can you move for me, baby boy?”

-In lieu of answering, Dan wraps his shaking arms around Phil’s neck and buries his face in Phil’s shoulder, whining quietly when Phil starts to lift Dan up and down in tandem with the movements of his own thrusts. Soon, Phil moves his hands down to palm Dan’s ass, reveling in its warmth and the pained sound Dan makes low in his throat. He gently shushes Dan and speeds up his movements, occasionally moving his hands back up to feel Dan’s sharp hipbones.

- “Please, close,” Dan murmurs into Phil’s shoulder, but Phil pretends not to hear him, smirking when Dan comes, cock tightly trapped between their bodies. “Daddy,” he whimpers.

-”What was that?” Phil says, not slowing.

- “Nothing, I-”

-Stopping, Phil grabs Dan’s face by the chin and tilts it up. “Well?”

-”Daddy,” Dan breathes, and Phil starts fucking him again.

- “You like that, baby? Bouncing on your daddy’s thick cock, already having come once. Are going to come for me again?” Moaning, Dan tightens his grip on Phil. “Yeah, you are. Come, baby.” A garbled scream escapes Dan’s mouth as he hits his second high, pent up from being frustrated for so long. And Phil? Phil’s nowhere near done.

-He manages to draw three more orgasms out of Dan for around an hour and a half before he himself orgasms, Dan coming dry and collapsing against Phil.

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Don’t Touch Dan Howell

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Genre: angst, fluff(?), smut, based around bdsm themes

Contains: non con (not between dnp dw), mentions of dubcon, breakdowns, panic, anxiety, daddy kink, subspace, actual plot what

Word Count: 8.8k

sequel to: “Breaking in Dan Howell”

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Phil was sat at the staff table break room, doms, switches, and neither sat all around him. And he had a reputation to uphold.

Everyone was surprised to find that Phil had taken Dan as a sub. Dan was known throughout the entire community as a brat. People gossiped about how Phil must’ve broken him. Most theories involving sexual torture of some type. No one would at all guess that it just took a bond and some praise before Dan was putty in your hands.

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okay shit guys all of you want the dentist hc/fic so i guess I’ll give it to you?? And hopefully it not be utter shit?? guess we will see. Damn u, Dan Howell, for having some dentist fetish.

Six months. That’s how long Dan had to wait in between dental visits. Unless something went horribly wrong with his teeth before then, he had to wait six months to get his teeth cleaned. 

For most people, that wasn’t nearly enough time for another visit. In fact, most people Dan knew, actually hated the dentist. No one ever had nice things to say about it except him, and of course he would be the odd one out. He actually liked going. As in, he liked getting his teeth scraped clean by his hot hygienist for nearly an hour. 

Phil Lester (aka, the hottest person in the whole dental office) had been cleaning Dan’s teeth for years now. Dan actually went to every appointment, seeing Phil often enough to have a causal relationship with him. They caught up during each visit, had a few laughs, and agreed to see each other next time. They got along so well, in fact, Dan wasn’t sure why they didn’t hang out outside of dental appointments. 

He was sitting in the waiting room, messing around on his phone while he waited for Phil to push open the door and say he was ready for him. Dan had to sit for nearly twenty minutes before Phil came out, wearing his turquoise colored scrubs and looking hotter than Dan last remembered. He had a haircut - fresh from the looks of it - and had more freckles littering his skin than before. He must be spending time out in the sun, he thought.

“Dan, nice to see you,” Phil greeted as he walked Dan to the room they would be using today. “How have you been?”

“Good. Great, actually. How about you?” 

“I’m good. I just got back from holiday, so you’re the first patient I get to see after my time off. Nothing like getting back into the swing of things with my favorite patient.” 

Dan laughed, rolling his eyes. “I think favoritism in the workplace is frowned upon,” Dan teased.

Phil waved his hand dismissively. “That’s only between managers and employees.The handbook says nothing about employees and patients.” He led them to a room at the far end of the hall, and closed the door behind him once they both entered. 

“You actually read the handbook?” Dan snorted. “Nerd.”

“Hey! I wanted to get hired here and that was a requirement, okay? Quit name calling. It’s unattractive.” He gestured for Dan to sit in the chair, which he happily obliged to. 

“I didn’t realize I was trying to be sexy. Here, let me try again,” Dan offered. sitting in some odd and really unflattering position on the chair.

Phil couldn’t help but laugh. “Stop that. Someone will come in here and get the wrong idea.” He dug around in a drawer for a paper bib, and clipped it around Dan’s neck once he readjusted himself.

“Oh, honey, I’m full of bad ideas,” Dan purred teasingly. 

Phil looked dead at him, an odd glint in his eyes. “Mmhmm. Just be good and sit on that chair while I clean your teeth. Or do I have to bribe you like I do with kids and give you a lollipop?”

Dan almost said something dirty in reply, but thought against it. “It’s probably sugar free since all you dentists are the same in trying to promote good dental hygiene, so no thanks. If I’m going to suck on something, it’s going to taste good.” Oops. He wasn’t trying to be dirty. It just came naturally. 

Phil cocked a brow. “Is that so?” He pulled rubber gloves over both his hands, wiggling his fingers a few times to get used to them. 

“This looks like a bad start to a porno,” Dan commented, cringing instantly afterwards. He should have kept that one to himself. 

“Please. If this were a porno, it wouldn’t be bad,” Phil fired back, pushing the rolling stool out of the way. “In fact, I think it would be rather good. Don’t you?”

Dan swallowed nervously. “I dunno,” he mumbled. He liked to think of him and Phil as some sort of friends, but this conversation seemed to be heading in a direction he didn’t think they should be having. Not in this situation, anyways. 

Phil pretended like nothing had been said, and ordered Dan to lean back, relax, and open his mouth. He did as he was told, letting Phil dig around in his mouth for a moment. He kind of wished that Phil would skip all of this and go straight to the teeth scraping, but it was clear that none of that was going to happen when Phil stopped moving his hand, only leaving two fingers in Dan’s mouth. “I’m going to try a different form of cleaning today,” he announced, leaning right over Dan’s face and staring at him seriously. “Don’t worry, I’ll make you like it enough to still want to come back in six months.”

“What?” Dan asked, his word coming out funny with Phil’s fingers stuck in his mouth. 

“Suck,” Phil demanded. When Dan stared up at him, he said it again. “I said suck, Dan. Don’t make me ask you again.” Dan’s lips closed instantly around Phil’s gloved fingers, and he began sucking on the warm rubber, soaking them in spit. 

Phil smiled wickedly at him. “Do you honestly think anyone around here believes you come here every six months for a teeth cleaning, Dan? Honestly, no one is that adamant when it comes to dental hygiene. You might like it, sure, but it’s not the actual cleanliness of it, is it? I have a feeling you just like things shoved in your mouth.” 

“Mmhm,” Dan mumbled around his fingers, still sucking. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll still give you that dose of pain you always crave when you come here,” Phil said, pulling his fingers from Dan’s mouth. Dan’s eyes were blown wide, and it wasn’t from the light shining directly on them. They were wide with lust. “You came here for a cleaning, but there’s all kinds of those. I think today, I’ll go with cleaning the body. How does that sound?” 

“W-What do you mean?” Dan stuttered. He could already feel himself growing warm. 

Phil smiled at him. “You’ll see.” He locked the door with a loud click, and walked back over to the chair Dan was in. He trailed his fingers lightly over Dan’s body, starting from his lips and ending at his thighs. Dan shivered from the ghostly contact. “I think today, I’ll have to clean down here.” His hands lightly ghosted the growing bulge in Dan’s jeans, and Dan let out a tiny whimper. 

“What do you mean clean it? It’s not dirty.” 

“Maybe not on the outside,” Phil said, resting his hand on Dan’s clothed cock. He pressed down lightly, then slowly added more pressure until Dan moaned. “All hard from a trip to the dentist’s office? For shame.”

Dan’s cheeks heated red. He had never gotten turned on at the dentist’s before. It was kind of embarrassing, only Phil was purposely doing this to him.

Phil removed his hand quickly, reaching over and grabbing the scraping tool from the instrument tray. “We should really clean your teeth first, though.”

“Phil!” Dan whined. “No.”

“I believe the computer said you were here for a dental cleaning, so I think that’s what we should do.” 

Dan groaned in frustration. How was Phil going to get him hard like that and then just leave him? “That’s not fair,” dan complained.

“And neither is life. Lean back so I can start.” He pushed Dan back by the shoulder, opening his mouth and scraping away at his teeth. After a few scrapes, Dan began to thrust his hips into the air.

Phil clicked his tongue. “I didn’t know you were such a horny slut who liked pain.” Scrape. “Maybe I should do this for a while.” Scrape. “Keep scraping until your gums bleed. And then I’ll tell you that you need to floss.” Scrape.

Any other time, Dan would have laughed at his stupid dental joke. But he was hot and uncomfortable. His jeans were tight and his cock was positively throbbing. He wouldn’t be surprised if the front of his boxers were soaked in precum already. 

Dan could visibly see the hardon in Phil’s scrubs, but decided that he shouldn’t comment on it. Phil was a dom, that much was clear, but he seemed like a rough dom, and Dan wasn’t in the mood to get rough. Not in such a public space. He would be far too loud and get them caught. 

“There,” Phil said, giving Dan’s tooth one, final scrape. “Now I can rinse.”

“Phil!” Dan groaned, shifting his hips. “Please. It hurts.”

“I thought you liked the pain, baby? All that scraping seemed to get you wound up.” 

Dan growled low in his throat, which prompted Phil to grab him by the jaw, and force Dan to look at him. “What was that?”

“N-Nothing.” 

“That’s what I thought.” Phil let go of Dan’s jaw, lowering his hand until it found Dan’s clothed, right nipple. He flicked over it, once, twice.

“Y-You’re going to make me c-cum if you don’t s-stop,” Dan stuttered out. 

Phil chuckled. “I am trying to cleanse your body, after all. Unloading into your pants would definitely do the trick.”

Dan frowned. “I’m not trying to cum in my pants, Phil. I can’t walk out of here like that.”

“You’re right,” Phil said, pausing to look at the throbbing cock in Dan’s pants. He could see it move through the fabric, which caused his own cock to throb as well. He was going to need to relieve himself soon. “I think I know just the trick. Roll over and scoot down a bit.” Phil stood at the end of the chair, waiting for Dan to comply.

Dan did was he was told, curious to see what Phil was going to do. He was careful to not let his cock touch the table, fearing that the friction might set him off. Either that, or he would hump against it like a horny teenager, which definitely wouldn’t boost his confidence in front of Phil right now.

Once Dan had scooted down far enough, Phil’s fingers dug beneath the waistband of Dan’s pants, and he yanked them down, along with his boxers, in one, swift motion. The fabric rubbed right against his cockhead, making him moan outright.

“Careful, baby,” Phil said. “Or people might think the moans in here aren’t related to dental pain.” 

“I don’t care! Please, Phil, just touch me!”

Phil gripped Dan’s cock then, and squeezed it once, making Dan’s eyes roll to the back of his head from the pleasure. He gave it long, smooth strokes, deciding that he was going to milk Dan, making him cum right down the end of the chair.

He let one gloved finger circle his rim, but never entering. Dan was thrusting into Phil’s hand, moaning into his arm to keep quiet. As he milked him slowly, Phil pushed down his own scrubs, letting them pool around his ankles. His hard, aching cock sprung out, aimed directly at Dan’s clenching hole. 

“Wanna fuck you,” Phil said. “Just the tip. I don’t want to give you all the sweet things just yet.” 

Dan groaned. From pain and pleasure. It was bliss. “No stretching then. want the pain,” Dan panted. 

Phil smiled. “Sure, baby.” He lined up his tip with Dan’s hole, pushing it in slowly. He went until the whole head was caught on his rim, and he very slowly thrust in and out.

Dan tried to hump back into Phil’s cock, but Phil held him still with his free hand. “Want to be inside you all the way. So tight,” Phil groaned.

“So close!” Dan moaned, losing himself on the feeling of Phil’s gloved hand milking his cock, and the tip of Phil’s cockhead stuffed inside his tight hole. “Gonna … cum!”

Shortly after, Dan came down the end of the chair, cum pooling on the hard floor. Phil milked his cock slowly but surely, still stroking long after his orgasm had finished. 

Phil pulled his cock from Dan’s hole, feeling himself getting ready to cum. “So good. So good for me, Dan. Here.” He helped Dan turn around so his head was off the chair, right in front of Phil’s dripping cock. “Such a good boy for me. Here’s your reward.” He thrust forward, sliding his cock between Dan’s plump lips.

Dan sucked on the tip of Phil’s cock, tonguing the slit. It didn’t take long for Phil to shoot his load down Dan’s throat, some of it spilling from the corners of his mouth. Dan popped off, panting, not paying attention to the cum dripping down his chin.

Phil grabbed the bib from Dan’s neck and wiped it off, letting it fall back against his shirt. “Maybe that was a bad porno,” Phil said, laughing slightly. 

Dan rolled his eyes. “It felt great. Although, maybe less dental talk next time?” 

They both laughed as Phil agreed. “Let me clean your teeth, though. Don’t want you walking out of here with a broken record. And you smell like sex and cum.” 

“Alright.” Dan sat back upright in the chair, watching Phil change his gloves and Dan’s bib. He used the dirty bib to wipe the cum off the floor, and tossed it in the bin with the gloves. “Let’s do this at my place next time, yeah?”

“Yeah,” Phil agreed. “Definitely.” He cleaned Dan’s teeth quickly and efficiently, having to make sure Dan stayed awake for it. Apparently, sex took a lot out of him. He would keep that in mind for next time, when he took care of him after a scene. 

Sorry. 

~ lacey  

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Phil’s younow

28/09/17

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(x) OK but?? Lil twink Dan physically not being able to take all of Phil and complaining bc he's a slut+Phil punishing him or smthinnnn

Ok hi this is my first fic on here idk what happened lol. I added some light dom/sub and spanking but I hope this is something like what you were looking for !! 

It’s not the first time they’ve done anything sexual – Dan had been surprisingly eager for a virgin, and they hadn’t dated for more than two weeks before he’d been on his knees for Phil – but it is the first time they’ve fucked. They’re less than five minutes into prep, and Phil’s pretty sure if Dan doesn’t stop doing what he’s doing right away, this whole thing might finish before they’ve started. 

“Phil, fuck,” Dan whines, his tan lithe body stretched out and twitching impatiently against Phil’s sheets. Like always, they’ve chosen a day when Phil’s parents aren’t home, thank fuck; Dan’s even louder than usual, his legs spread and trembling as Phil pushes a second finger into his hole. “Please, hurry, I want you in me, I want it, Phil.” Dan’s eyes are wide, a splash of darkness against the flush burning along his cheekbones. When Phil scissors his fingers, Dan’s mouth falls open around a wordless moan. 

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