#aimfic

[cuddlephan]

ive neglected this blog recently, im sorry :( i have actually written a fic a few days ago, idk if im gonna post it yet bc im not sure if i like it enough.....i dont think ill be that active on here tho bc ive kind of lost interest in writing phanfiction oops

[cuddlephan]

Ill Together

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

Word Count: 621

Prompt:

A/N: thank u for the prompt :) i hope this is ok since i haven’t written anything in ages so its probably not that good

Phil was starting to regret giving into Dan's request for cuddles while he was still sick. He had Phil wrapped around his little finger and he knew it, which meant if he asked he could get his boyfriend to do almost anything for him. Which included cuddling with him in his bed when he was ill. Now Phil was the one who could barely move from his bed, feeling like he'd eaten a cactus in his sleep. His throat was in agony and he had the worst headache. Why did he ever give in to cuddle with Dan? He didn't think about it at the time, only concentrating on how perfect Dan felt in his arms. There was a sudden knock at Phil's door which startled him a little. He sat up properly, smiling when he saw Dan peering around the edge of the door. "Mornin'," Dan mumbled, pushing his hobbit hair from his eyes. Phil loved it when it wasn't straightened, but Dan would never listen and was probably the only person on the planet who thought it looked bad. When Dan fully entered the room, Phil noticed how he was holding a tray with a bowl of cereal on. "I brought you breakfast, since I was up earlier than you for once I thought I'd make you some too," he set the tray down on Phil's lap. "Why are you up this late though? You never wake up later than me." "That's because you gave me your illness," Phil frowned, and contemplated flicking Dan's arm when he saw him trying to hold back a laugh. "I feel like I ate a cactus in my sleep." Dan, too lazy to walk around to the other side of the bed, climbed over Phil's legs and took the space beside him in bed. "That's not my fault." "Yeah it is! You were the one who asked for cuddles when you knew full well you were ill," Phil took a spoonful of cereal and began to eat it, wincing when it hurt to swallow. "But you didn't exactly protest," Dan pointed out, shuffling closer to his pouting boyfriend. "Now we're both ill. We can be ill together." "I'm sure when I tweet about being ill too people are going to make assumptions," Phil said through a mouthful of cereal. "What? It wouldn't exactly be a romantic fanfiction, 'Dan and Phil have hot sex, but Dan coughs all over Phil's face when he cums and incapacitates him with illness'." "Dan!" Phil was desperately trying not to choke on his cereal from laughing. "Don't make jokes while I'm eating unless you want me to choke to death." Dan chuckled, reaching for Phil's hand under the duvet once he'd finished his cereal and put the tray down beside his bed. "As a professional doctor," Dan whispered, with a slight smirk, "I prescribe you with a full day of Mario Kart downstairs with me." "Sounds good to me," Phil grinned, gasping in surprise when he felt Dan press their lips together briefly. Unfortunately he broke away almost as quickly as it began. "Come on then!" Dan climbed out of bed, holding his hand out for Phil. "Or are you too ill to move? Looks like I'll have to play on my own..." "Shut up," Phil shook his head and took Dan's hand, letting him help him to his feet. It was obvious Dan was starting to recover, although not completely, and Phil was the sickest one now. It seemed to Phil as if the rest of the day was going to be spent playing Mario Kart in his pyjamas with Dan, which he had absolutely no complaints about. Maybe being ill together wasn't so bad after all.

[cuddlephan]

to anyone who’s sent in prompts: i have exams atm but ill have loads of free time after they finish so hopefully ill be able to write them then ^_^

[cuddlephan]

We're diving in, there's nothing left to lose

Genre: smut (a bit of fluff ??)

Warnings: masturbation, grinding

Word Count: 1,926

Prompt: 

A/N: wtf i actually wrote a fic ??? after something like 4 months...ive had so much writer’s block im actually surprised at myself for getting inspiration for once. have this shitty fic i wrote i hope u enjoy (btw i might be on hiatus until july bc exams)

I can't breathe, my body's shaking You got a way with the way you take me 'Cause you break me down You know you break me down

It was 3am and Dan lay in bed beside his best friend Phil on another one of their many sleepovers. This was normal, they'd usually stay up late together playing video games til midnight then when they got too tired they'd climb into bed together and just talk for the next few hours until one of them, usually both of them, ended up falling asleep. It generally involved Dan rambling to Phil about how insignificant humans were in the massive universe, causing Phil to get so spaced out he'd drift off to sleep. Dan didn't even notice most of the time and sometimes ended up talking to a sleeping body for half an hour until he realised he wasn't getting a response. This time the conversation had taken a very different turn. Phil had gone into maybe a bit too much detail on some of his sexual experiences, not caring too much about what he said since it was late and all his inhibitions had been lost. He'd been thoroughly surprised how little Dan knew about anything sexual that he'd mentioned, after all he was 17 now and should know a decent amount of stuff about sex. But Dan had been completely clueless, even having to ask what a blowjob meant. Phil had just laughed and called him adorable, which Dan playfully punched his arm for. "Come on Dan!" Phil chuckled. "You're seriously telling me you've never wanked?" "I didn't even know what it was til I was 15!" Dan frowned, "Stop taking the piss just because I'm not a dirty minded freak like you." "Everyone this age has though," Phil said. "Do you just not like the idea of it or something?" "I guess I just never thought about trying it before," Dan sighed, his cheeks going bright red. "Why not? It feels really good. Though it's even better when you have someone else to do it for you." Dan chewed on his lip at that; smirking to himself at the fact he was the only one who got to see this side of Phil. During the day he was friendly, joyful and could even be perceived as innocent to people around him, the quiet kid who doesn't talk much. But when he was with Dan he completely changed, it was almost like he was a different person around him. "I-I just never got around to it I guess," Dan murmured, feeling a rush of arousal in his pants. He didn't even know where it'd come from. Since when did he get aroused by his platonic friend talking to him about masturbation? "Do you know how to do it?" Phil almost felt as if he was teaching a child, although Dan was only two years younger than him (and it'd be really weird if it was a child he was telling this stuff to anyway). "Um, kind of?" Dan shuffled uncomfortably, suddenly feeling very flustered. Was this normally what friends talked about? "Uh- do you want me to um, show you?" the last two words almost came out as a squeak and Phil worried for a moment he'd gone back in time to when he was going through puberty. "Of course if you think that's weird, just forget I said anythin-" "No! It's not weird," Dan was trying his best to avoid eye contact because he was now thinking about his platonic best friend in a very non-platonic way. Maybe he'd always found Phil slightly attractive, pleasing to his eyes, but had just never taken any proper notice of it. Never thought about doing anything sexual with him. Both of them were bisexual and Phil was suddenly very, very attractive and had he not shaved this morning? Dan was noticing little things he hadn't noticed before, like the slight stubble on Phil's face and how broad his shoulders were, along with the small wisps of chest hair poking out of the top of his pyjama shirt. Shit, Dan was getting hard, and it was 3am and he was pretty sure he was feeling things for his friend. "Teach me then?" Dan almost whispered, noticing that Phil also had a bulge in his pants. Maybe they'd both forget about this in the morning and pretend it never happened, or maybe it'd completely ruin their friendship but Dan was too tired and spaced out to worry about that right now. "OK, um-" Phil shakily reached into the drawer beside his double bed and grabbed a small bottle of lube. "This makes it easier." Dan gulped when he saw the clear gel and slowly began to push his pants down past his ankles, taking them off and throwing them down by the side of the bed, Phil following soon after. Was he actually doing this? Getting off with his best friend? "Shit," Dan suddenly felt very self conscious, what if Phil didn't like what he saw? Then he remembered that Phil had seen him naked numerous times, but there was still that tiny bit of worry in the back of his mind. "You alright?" Phil reached for Dan's hand and took it in his, a surprisingly romantic gesture for what they were planning on doing. "We don't have to do this, I mean, I was just teaching you so you'd know like everyone else does, you don't have to-" "Phil, I'm fine," Dan rolled over onto his side. "Don't worry about it." "If you say so," Phil gently let go of his hand and moved it down below the covers, gripping his dick in his palm and letting out a small, breathy whimper. "So, um-" Phil pulled back the duvet and poured a bit of lube onto his fingers. "You want some?" "Sure," Dan accepted some of the gel and rubbed it between his fingertips to warm it up. "You just kind of- I don't know? Move your hand," Phil's face was bright red by now, he was already embarrassingly hard at the sight of Dan spread out next to him in his bed. He never thought it'd get him this aroused before as he'd seen Dan naked many times, but had never really thought about him in a sexual way until now. He was trying to convince himself he was only helping Dan but knew it was slightly more than that. Dan copied what Phil was doing, curling his hand around his dick and sighing at the relief it gave him. He began to move it quickly, gripping tightly and jerking up and down. "Shi- fuck!" Dan gasped out, throwing his head back and thrusting his hips into his hand. He opened his eyes to see Phil doing the same, and it only just occurred to him how big Phil's dick was and how much he'd like it in certain places... "Dan," Phil moaned under his breath, pumping his cock with one hand and cupping his balls with the other. Dan wasn't even questioning this anymore, the fact that his best friend just moaned his name whilst getting off. The slickness of the lube helped him to move faster and the heat in his groin was slowly becoming more intense, his legs jerking about and his free hand clawing at the bed. "Phil, shit," Dan gasped, finding himself coming closer and closer to the brink. That was Phil's last straw. His name sounded amazing on Dan's lips, and the way his teeth were digging into his bottom lip, his eyes scrunched shut, chest wheezing and hair going slightly curly at the ends. Dan looked so fucking hot, and Phil couldn't stop himself from grabbing Dan's hand and placing it by his side. "Phil?" Dan was full on panting, his face flushed and lips red and puffy. Phil straddled Dan's hips and leaned down, pressing sloppy kisses along his collarbones, across his neck and up next to his ear. "This OK?" he whispered, taking Dan's weak nod and encouraging moans as a yes. Phil continued mouthing and sucking at the skin on Dan's neck, wanting to kiss him but unsure if that'd be crossing a line. Dan's head was tipped to the side, choked moans falling from his lips whenever Phil sucked and nibbled at his neck. "Stop the teasing and fucking touch me," Dan groaned, hooking his legs around Phil's waist and grinding their dicks together. The slickness of the lube intensified the feeling and both of them moaned simultaneously. "Jesus Christ," Phil mumbled, slightly overwhelmed at what was happening right now. "Phil," Phil looked down to see Dan's signature smirk. "Now's really not the time to be saying another man's name while you're on top of me." It took Phil a moment to understand what Dan was saying. "What the- I actually hate you so much," he burst into a fit of giggles. "You're ruining the mood with your shit." Dan chuckled. "Just get on with it." "Figured you'd be a bossy bottom," Phil smirked, moving his hand down to grip Dan's hip. "Who says I bottom?" "Who's on top right now?" Phil smirked, returning to nipping at Dan's neck as he took both their dicks in his hand and began to swiftly jerk them together. Dan's head flew back, his hips jutting up against Phil's and his mouth falling open. No noise came out though, the feeling was too intense his throat had closed up. "F-fuck!" Dan cried out, digging his nails into Phil's shoulders as the older man shifted down onto his forearms so their chests were pressed together. He'd never even got off before, so the feeling he was getting was completely new and he'd never known it was possible to feel this good in his life. The intense feeling of Phil's dick rubbing up against his and the way Phil was pushing his hips downwards, kissing and biting at his neck was all getting too much. Dan was starting to worry that the neighbours would hear as he was being so fucking loud, letting ever noise out and not keeping any of it in. He was grateful Phil's parents were on holiday as they'd definitely have heard by now. "You're so loud, keep making those noises for me," Phil whispered into his ear, he voice deep and husky, punctuated by the ragged breaths and moans slipping from his lips. The heat kept building and building until it was too much and an intense wave washed over him, burning in his groin and making him cry out, moaning loudly into Phil's shoulder as he came across both their chests. It didn't take long for Phil to come too, biting down hard on Dan's neck to stifle the moan that left his throat, and not-so-accidentally leaving a hickey too. Both of them just lay there for a moment, panting heavily and riding out their highs. Phil slowly clambered off of Dan, reaching for some tissues to clean them both up then chucking them in the bin beside his bed. Soon both of them were cuddled up together under the duvet, seemingly not caring much that they were both still completely naked. "What just happened?" Dan whispered, touching foreheads with his best friend, their breaths mingling. "I'm not sure," Phil smiled a little. "I liked it though." "Same." There was a short pause, both their eyes slipping shut, the only sound in the room their soft breathing. "Should we talk about it in the morning?" "That'd probably be best," Dan murmured, gathering up the courage to press a quick kiss to Phil's lips before drifting off to sleep, cuddled up in his best friend's arms.

[cuddlephan]

Quiet

Genre: smut

Warnings: sex

Word Count: 3,873 (this turned out to be way longer than i thought it would)

Prompt:

A/N: this was meant to be a quick smut fic but ended up as a sort of fluffy first time fic but with rough sex too (ignore the bit at the end it was like 1am when i finished writing this and i was losing my mind) but i tried to make it realistic dont throw things at me pls

It was too late to back out now, when Cat had come over from America to stay round theirs for a bit she'd needed somewhere to sleep and Dan had immediately offered his bed to her, in the spirits of being a good friend. The trouble was there was no way he could sleep on the sofa in the office because it was the most uncomfortable thing ever and both him and Phil knew that, so Phil had asked him if he wanted to share with him so of course he'd said yes.

And that was now the problem.

He'd had a crush on Phil for ages but had managed to ignore it most of the time, pretend it didn't exist. But now he was actually going to be sleeping in the same bed as him, where both of them would probably be shirtless and he didn't think he could handle that. Phil was hot as fuck and Dan wasn't sure he'd be able to stop himself from making a move if he was next to him in bed when he was only wearing tight boxers which didn't leave much to the imagination.

Cat had gone to bed ages ago but the two of them were still up, sitting downstairs on the sofa together with hardly an inch of space between them. They had both been bored and decided it was the right time for a late night AHS marathon.

Dan couldn't help but stare when Evan Peters came onto the screen, and he hadn't realised that his eyes were so wide and he'd been staring for so long it looked like he was about to start drooling at any moment.

"Dan?" Phil nudged his best friend's arm. "You alive?"

Dan immediately snapped out of his little trance. "Yeah, I think I just zoned out staring at Evan's beautiful face."

Phil was silent for a moment and Dan could've sworn he'd saw him frown slightly out of the corner of his eyes. "You aren't gonna leave me when you get with him and run away are you?"

"No! Shush, I'd probably never even get a chance to be within 100 miles of him," Dan buried his head in Phil's shoulder. "Anyway, he's way out of my league. I look like a potato with a fringe and I'm pretty sure he's an actual god."

Phil playfully slapped Dan's thigh. "Shut up, I never knew potatoes were that good looking."

Dan froze and blushed furiously. "Um... thanks?" his voice was embarrassingly squeaky.

"Seriously though, I don't like seeing you put yourself down," Phil slung his arm around Dan's shoulders and let him snuggle closer. "But I'm really tired. Can we go to bed now or is it not close enough to your usual bed time of 3am yet?"

Dan chuckled, enjoying how close he was to Phil. "Yeah, we might as well."

-

This was probably the worst situation Dan had ever been in in his life. They were both lying together in bed, both just in boxers and Dan literally couldn't stop staring at how perfect Phil looked. He was sound asleep, his head buried in the pillow and his hair fanning slightly over his face. He just looked so at peace and sleepy and generally perfect, and Dan felt extremely creepy for watching him sleep like this. Which sane person lies awake watching their best friend sleep?

He had to push away any dirty thoughts he was having because the last thing he wanted was to get a boner while lying next to Phil. Sighing softly to himself, Dan eventually managed to close his eyes and drift off to sleep.

-

Phil slowly regained consciousness, his eyes fluttering open and immediately realising why he'd woken up. It felt like some ridiculous time in the morning, and somehow while they'd been sleeping he'd managed to wrap his arms around Dan (Dan had his arms around Phil too), and they were cuddled close with their legs tangled together. And Phil had felt something suspiciously hard pressed against his leg.

It was already embarrassing enough being this close to his best friend, he knew that when they'd wake up in the morning like this Dan would probably refuse to talk to him or something. Quickly he pushed that thought out of his mind because Dan wasn't like that, and it was probably just being sleepy that was making him think those things.

"Fuck," he whispered to himself, attempting to untangle his legs from Dan's to make things less awkward but as soon as he moved the leg which was between Dan's, he heard a soft sound pass Dan's lips.

Phil's eyes went wide and he flushed bright red. He really was screwed because in that moment Dan looked unbelievably attractive, his full lips slightly parted and his eyes gently closed. Phil was starting to wonder how those lips would feel around his dick, and how good Dan's gag reflex would be. What if he could take him all the way? What if he was really good at giving head, especially with how long his tongue was...

What the fuck, Phil thought. Why was he thinking these things about his best friend? For 5 years he'd been sure Dan was nothing more than a friend to him, even though they did flirt a bit and acted like an old married couple most of the time, and now he thought about it maybe he was attracted to Dan. Who wouldn't be, he was perfect in practically every way and he was damn hot too. Maybe the reason that he hadn't been able to date anyone during the time he'd known Dan was because he couldn't find anyone good enough to take Dan's place.

Then it hit him, what if I have a crush on him, what if I'm attracted to him, would he like me back? What would he think if I told him?

Phil swallowed hard, how was he going to move his leg if Dan's were practically clamping it in place? As soon as he attempted to move it again, having the worst luck in the world it happened to move even harder into Dan's crotch.

The man next to him let out a choked moan, his legs tightening even more against Phil's and Phil was pretty sure his face looked like a tomato. He was so fucked because now he'd started to get hard and Dan was grinding against his leg, pushing himself against him and gasping and moaning into the pillow. He was hoping to god that Cat wouldn't hear any of this because it'd be so difficult to explain to her in the morning, hey Cat, sorry about the noise, my best friend was just getting himself off against my leg.

"Dan," Phil whispered, gripping Dan's shoulder lightly and shaking him a bit. "Dan, wake up!"

It took everything in him to get Dan to wake up because he was getting a growing temptation to let him carry on with what he was doing, but had realised it was probably a bit too creepy to watch him do that.

-

Gradually Dan came to his senses, waking up feeling groggy because it was probably too early in the morning. He'd heard a voice, Phil's voice, and assumed that it was something important.

He'd thought everything was fine and normal until he realised how close he was to Phil and that their legs were tangled together, and worst of all, he was hard.

"Y-Yeah?" Dan said, confused as to what was going on. "What's wrong?"

"Um... it's just-" Phil covered his face with his hand to try and hide how red he was. "-you, you were kind of grinding on my leg in your sleep and I felt awkward so I had to wake you up."

"Oh my god," Dan yanked his legs away from Phil's instantly, breathing erratically. "I'm so sorry, oh my god, that was probably so creepy and now you hate me, don't worry I'll move out if you don't want to be near me anymore, I'm so sor-"

"Dan, shush!" Phil grabbed his friend's hand, trying to calm him down. "It's fine! I can pretend it never happened if you want."

If you want. Those words echoed in Dan's head. He knew he was overthinking things but he couldn't stop thinking about that anyway. In a perfect world he wouldn't want Phil to forget about it, they'd be making out and grinding on each other by now but he knew that wouldn't happen in a million years.

"Uh," Dan buried his face in the pillow, trying to hide how embarrassed he was. "Do you want to forget it?"

He could see Phil contemplating it for a moment, and his heart nearly stopped when he heard the answer. "No, not really."

"What?" Dan was sure he hadn't heard right, he must still be dreaming right now.

"Sorry, I'm just tired-"

"I don't really want you to forget about it either," Dan blurted out, covering his mouth as soon as he said it. Phil was going to reject him, ask him to move out and never be his friend again...

"Don't you?" Phil practically purred, slinging his leg over Dan's lap and slowly moving so he was on top of him. Dan closed his eyes and let out a content sigh, moving his hands to wrap around Phil's waist then slowly move up his back and to his shoulders.

"Are you still hard?" Phil's hand crept down and grabbed Dan's bulge, making him hiss out a moan. "You are? Good."

Dan's lips parted when he felt Phil leaving little kisses over his face, making sure every inch was covered then moving down to the corner of his lips, placing a small peck there then moving away, making Dan frown.

"Can I?"

Dan nodded quickly and soon enough Phil's lips were on his and he was still certain this was a dream because there was no way that Phil was kissing him, moving his hands down to the waistband of his boxers and slowly inching them down. Dan lifted his hips as a sign that what Phil was doing was OK and he wanted it too. It didn't even occur to either of them that Cat was in the room next door to them, and if they made too much noise then she might hear.

Phil's lips felt better than any time Dan had dreamt about, they were so soft and even though both of them were extremely turned on right now he still kissed him with so much love, leaving long and soft pecks on his lips. They kissed lazily for a few moments, relishing in their new-found closeness. It'd taken them 5 whole years to realise they had feelings for each other.

Phil gently separated their lips, kissing across Dan's jaw and murmuring sweet nothings in his ear. "You're so pretty."

Dan couldn't help but snort at that. He knew he was totally ruining the mood but couldn't help himself. "Did you really just call me pretty?"

Phil smiled against Dan's neck, placing a kiss on his cheek. "Yes. Because you are."

"You're soppy as hell," Dan said, but couldn't hold back a smile.

"You love it," Phil continued to leave kisses on his jaw, slowly moving down to his neck, nipping and biting at the sensitive skin.

"Fuck, Phil," Dan tipped his head to the side, letting Phil slide off his boxers as he wrapped his legs around his waist tightly and bit his lip to stop himself from being too loud. Phil took some skin between his teeth and sucked harshly, biting down which was sure to leave a mark.

Dan moaned loudly at the feeling of Phil's teeth on his neck but swiftly felt a hand being placed over his mouth and lips close to his ear.

"Shh, don't want Cat to hear us."

Shit, he'd completely forgotten that Cat was in the room next door and all of a sudden felt incredibly embarrassed. He really hoped she hadn't heard any of this or they were both in for it.

"Please Phil, please," he mumbled against Phil's hand and in an instant Phil had moved away and was now trying to get rid of his boxers, tossing them onto the floor next to his bed and moving his hand over his cock to put on a bit of a show for Dan.

Oh my god, Phil was so big. Dan was momentarily worried that it wasn't going to fit. He'd had nothing bigger than his fingers or an average sized dildo before and was feeling quite nervous at having that inside him, but it still didn't lessen his need.

"Get on with it," Dan reached over to Phil's drawer and fumbled around, trying to see if he had any lube. He grinned when he found a small bottle along with a condom.

"Impatient much, maybe I should leave you here and go upstairs to get myself off," Phil teased, taking the lube and pouring some onto his fingers.

"Don't you dare," Dan nudged him with his knee. "Just hurry up and get inside me."

"I figured you'd be a bossy bottom," Phil smirked, leaning back down closer to Dan and pressing a finger to his hole. "When was the last time you did this?"

"Um, the other night," Dan blushed. "But I've never done the actual thing before."

"Please tell me if I'm hurting you," Phil kissed him briefly. "That's so hot though, fuck, do you finger yourself a lot?"

Dan smiled a little at how Phil could go from his normal caring self to his hidden dominant side in under a second.

"Yeah," Dan huffed out a breath when he felt Phil's finger enter him. "I do it most nights."

"Mm," Phil buried his head in Dan's shoulder and slowly thrust his finger in and out, quickly adding another one and scissoring them, loving the noises Dan was making. "What do you think about?"

"You," Dan moaned loudly when he felt Phil's fingers jab up into his prostate, and felt a hand over his mouth again which was removed a moment after.

"Shh," Phil mouthed at the skin between his neck and collarbone, pressing in another finger and picking up his speed, soon pushing them in so hard and fast that Dan had to bite down on his fingers to stop himself from making too much noise. His legs were spasming and his head tossed back against the pillows, small beads of precum leaking from the tip of his cock.

"Phil, stop, I'm gonna cum," Dan breathed out, and frowned when Phil quickly pulled his fingers out.

"You OK?" he asked, placing more kisses on Dan's face and down to his lips. Dan felt his heart swell because even during sex Phil was still the most caring person he'd ever met. He felt so lucky to have found someone like him.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Dan smiled so wide he was sure his cheeks were about to break. "Just- please."

Phil smiled back and nodded, and Dan shifted up the bed and spread his legs. Phil nestled between them and leant down to give him a long and hard kiss.

After a moment they broke apart and Phil was resting his forehead against Dan's, cupping his cheek gently. Dan had to bite his lip to prevent the three words that he really wanted to say right now from slipping out.

Dan's eyes flew open when he felt Phil lining himself up, pressing his tip to his entrance which he'd put a condom on and lubed up while Dan wasn't paying attention. Phil's hand was placed firmly on his hip, the other to his side keeping him up.

"You ready?" Phil whispered, as if they were in a little bubble and it was just the two of them in the whole world.

Dan nodded and before he knew it, Phil was pushing into him and it was a weird feeling because he'd never felt this full before. Phil was a lot bigger than any of the dildos he'd used and it kind of hurt a bit which made him wince when Phil was fully inside.

He'd noticed Dan's discomfort though and reached down to take his hand and twist their fingers together, placing a kiss on his lips. "I'm sorry, it does feel weird at first, I'll wait a moment til you get used to it."

"I-I'm fine," Dan spread his legs a bit wider, trying to ignore the burning pain.

"You're not," Phil sighed softly. "Don't lie to me."

Phil really did know him too well. Dan rolled his eyes and buried his head in Phil's shoulder, smiling a little when the pain slowly started to fade. He moved to look Phil in the eyes.

"You can move now."

The corners of Phil's mouth twitched upwards, and he moved to kiss Dan hard on the lips as his grip on his hip tightened and he slowly pulled out, before thrusting back in again.

Dan grunted into Phil's mouth, kissing him harder and more passionately as Phil began to gradually pick up speed, sending him further and further up the bed with every thrust. With a strangled gasp, Dan broke their mouths apart and tossed his head back, hooking a leg around Phil's waist and moaning loudly as Phil's hips slammed against his, and every bit of pain he'd felt had now completely vanished. Quickly enough though, Phil's hand was back over his mouth and he was driving into him faster than before.

The slap of skin and Dan's muffled moans were the only sound in the room, and they hoped that Cat wouldn't be able to hear because even with Phil's hand over his mouth Dan was so loud. His brow was furrowed, his eyes screwed shut and his head frantically rolling on the pillow every time Phil got closer to that spot.

Phil had to bite down on his lip to stop himself from making too much noise. His nails were dug into Dan's hip and he was sure it'd leave bruises there by the morning.

"Phwul!" Dan moaned out, his voice muffled by Phil's hand. Phil moved his head down til it was buried in the crook of Dan's neck and now he was thrusting so fast and hard into Dan he was doing it without thought, he was just so close and so desperate to make Dan feel good.

"Ah!- how close are you?" Phil murmured, moving his hand a centimetre off of Dan's mouth to allow him to answer.

"C-Close!" Dan gasped, and Phil's hand was back over his mouth and his hips were grinding against his ass. He was so deep inside and Dan was so tight and hot, and Phil was sure he was going to cum at any moment.

Phil stopped for a moment to let himself breathe but then he felt Dan's hands clutching his ass and forcing him to move, so he did. Kissing across Dan's neck, Phil continued pounding faster into Dan's ass and by the loud moan coming from Dan's lips he guessed he'd found his spot. Phil kept that angle and drove into that spot over and over, and he was pretty sure the bed was making horrific creaking noises and the headboard was banging up against was wall.

Dan was struggling so hard not to be too loud because he was feeling such intense pleasure right now and all of this seemed so much like a dream, and he'd suddenly forgot about everything else in the world and could only focus on the feeling of Phil inside him, slamming into his spot over and over. Soon enough he was reaching down and getting himself off, moving his hand fast on his cock and then he was coming, hard. He practically bit into Phil's hand, throwing his head back against the pillow and coming across his stomach and chest.

He felt Phil pull out, taking off the condom and move so he was kneeling. His hand immediately went to his cock and he started jerking himself quickly, running his hand over and over and pressing his thumb into the slit. If Dan hadn't just cum already then he'd probably be hard again by now at the sight of Phil biting down on his fingers and moaning as he came all over Dan's stomach.

Both of them out of breath, Phil instantly collapsed on top of Dan, panting heavily. He reached over to the bedside table and grabbed a tissue to clean them up, putting the condom in it too then putting it back on the table. Letting out a content sigh, he leant down to kiss Dan softly, both of them smiling into the kiss.

They lay there for a moment, soft pecks being exchanged between them and after a moment they were both cuddling close under the covers.

"I can't believe that just happened," Dan breathed out, after breaking away from Phil's lips.

"Me neither," Phil took Dan's hand in his. "Cat probably heard every second of it though, you're not exactly quiet."

"Shut up! Neither were you," Dan chuckled, bumping their noses together and staring into Phil's eyes. They were quiet for a moment, just lying there together.

"What does this make us?" Phil was the one to finally bring up the inevitable question that had been on Dan's mind since they'd first kissed.

"Um... well I kind of want to be with you. Like properly," Dan muttered, kind of hoping it was too quiet for Phil to hear because he was so nervous to admit it in case Phil rejected him, though that was unlikely now considering what they'd just done.

"Same. How did it take us 5 years to realise this?" Phil laughed to himself.

"I think I've always liked you," Dan said. "I was just too scared to say anything about it, because I thought you'd reject me and it'd ruin our friendship."

"I think so too. It took me too long to realise it," Phil smiled softly. "Nothing could ruin our friendship though."

Dan couldn't stop smiling, and was becoming quite worried Phil would notice, which of course he did.

"I love seeing you happy, you should smile like that more."

"You make me happy."

"Good," Phil kissed his forehead and cuddled closer to him.

"Sorry, was that too cheesy?" Dan hid his face in embarrassment.

"No, it was cute."

There was a comfortable silence, the only sound being their quiet breaths.

"Do you ever remember that sex is just putting a part of your body inside someone else's body? And somehow it makes them feel good. Like, if you put your dick in my mouth, or up my nose-"

"Dan!" Phil gasped, and instantly burst out laughing. "You're tired, go to sleep."

"But why wouldn't it feel the same? Sex is so weird."

"It's too late to have this conversation," Phil giggled, tangling his legs with Dan's. "You look so cute when you're all sleepy. Go to sleep before you go full on existential crisis on me."

Dan huffed out a breath and cuddled close to his boyfriend. "Fine."

[cuddlephan]

take my hand

Genre: fluff

Warnings: alcohol

Word Count: 1,131

Summary: dan grabs a stranger's hand thinking it's phil (based on what dan said on last night's radio show)

A/N:  i wrote this at like 12 am on my phone dont hate me if its crap

Dan couldn’t remember how many beers he’d had by now, but he’d definitely had enough so that he wasn't that far away from totally hammered. The prospect of a pounding headache and feeling like he’d been hit by a bus in the morning didn’t seem like that much of a problem to him right now, because he was here and he was having fun and getting out of the apartment for once. He found that after a while he quite enjoyed socialising with everyone, catching up with all the youtubers he hadn’t seen for a while at Zoe’s party. The best bit right now was that he was far away from everyone in the corner with Phil and Louise, which was actually a semi safe enough place to be able to hold Phil’s hand. Louise was standing in front of them, shielding the view of their intertwined hands from the rest of the room in case they were caught in the background of any vlogs. No one else in the room seemed to be paying that much attention anyway, and if they did happen to glance in their direction they didn’t seem to care too much. Dan was sure Phil was pretty much as drunk as he was, babbling on about the most random crap his mind came up with, which Dan could honestly listen to all day and not complain, he loved listening to Phil talk. His mind was the most wonderful place that not even Dan himself, the person closest to Phil fully understood everything that went on in there. Phil’s thumb was stroking gently over his, and if Dan was honest he absolutely loved being able to hold Phil’s hand like this, somewhere other than the safety of their apartment. It didn’t help either that he was this drunk because he didn’t think about the consequences of them being caught as much. He just loved the feeling of Phil’s warm hand holding his. “I’m just gonna get some more drink, I’ll be back in a sec,” Phil slurred, pressing a quick kiss to Dan’s cheek. Dan failed to hide the blush that formed quickly after. “‘Kay, don’t get lost,” Dan chuckled, missing the warmth of Phil’s hand in his the second it left. Phil would be back soon though, he wouldn’t have to wait for too long. Promptly he fell back into easy talk with Louise, chatting with her for a few more minutes. After a while he remembered that Phil still hadn’t come back yet, and furrowed his brow in confusion. “Be right back, just gonna check if Phil’s OK.” Louise gave him a warm smile and he was quickly off, pushing through the crowds of people and heading towards the bar where Phil most probably was right now. “Phil?” Dan called out, his vision blurring slightly as he scanned for a head of black hair. “Phil?! Where are you?” There was no response so Dan continued searching, his heart pounding with worry. It was probably unnecessary, Phil had most likely just gone to the toilet or was chatting with someone. He was just being paranoid. Just then he spotted Phil, he swore it was him. Maybe it wasn’t too good of an idea to get this drunk because it was probably the wrong person, but it looked like Phil from where Dan was standing. Smiling to himself, Dan reached out and took Phil’s hand, moving to stand beside him. “Phil! I thought you were dead, why did you take so long-“ As soon as he turned to face him, he yanked his hand away and stumbled backwards. This wasn’t Phil, this was just some random guy with a similar haircut. Shit, Dan was done for. “Oh my god! I'm so so sorry, I thought you were-“ “Its fine!” the stranger laughed, obviously slightly in shock and nowhere near as drunk as Dan was. “We all make mistakes, you look piss drunk anyway, I’m not that surprised.” Dan was blushing in embarrassment, chewing on his lower lip. This seemed to be a recurring thing, making an idiot of himself in public, maybe staying inside was what he was meant to be doing every day. “I'm sorry again, this happens a lot with me, I end up making myself look like a prat practically every day.” “Don’t be sorry. Who’s Phil anyway?” the man asked, “Boyfriend?” “Shit, um…” Dan didn’t know what to say, he was just glad this man didn’t recognise him, but he didn’t particularly want to out their secret relationship to a random stranger who could end up telling anyone. “Just… A friend.” “Right,” the man didn’t look too convinced. “Have a nice night then! I'll see ya round.” “Yeah, bye!” Dan said, rushing off as quickly as he could without looking rude. Oh god, he was just so glad that the guy didn’t end up hating him and thinking he was a weirdo. It was just his luck that as soon as he got back, he found Phil standing back where he originally was, opposite Louise. “Phil!” Dan almost ran towards him, resisting the urge to hug him. “I thought I’d lost you, I’ve been looking for you…” “I’m here Dan, I’m fine,” Phil smiled, taking Dan’s hand in his and linking their fingers back together. “I-I might’ve accidentally mistaken someone for you and grabbed their hand by accident-” “Oh my god! Dan!” Phil burst out laughing, Louise joining in. “What did he say?” “He was fine luckily, I said you were just a friend, I don’t think he believed me though,” Dan said, trying to hold back an exasperated sigh. “This happens to me every fucking day I swear, maybe I’m just not made for socialising.” “You’re an idiot,” Phil stifled another laugh. “But a cute idiot.” “Shut up you,” Dan found his cheeks heating up again, even after almost 5 years they still did that whenever Phil complimented him. “Get a room guys,” Louise chuckled. Both of them were blushing this time. “Dan, I think you should just stay over here for the rest of the night and not socialise with anyone, its probably for the best,” she added with a small laugh. “you really do make me wonder why I’m friends with you sometimes.” “I'm offended!” Dan joked, leaning more into Phil’s side. “Just kidding, I love you really.” Luckily Dan managed to go for the rest of the night without embarrassing himself again, and in the taxi on the way home their fingers were still linked together, resting on Phil’s lap, as Dan slowly lost consciousness on his shoulder. Phil had an arm around his shoulders, their heads resting together. When they got home they’d probably climb straight into bed and cuddle because it’d been a long, but fun night.

[cuddlephan]

drunk in love

Genre: smut

Warnings: bjs

Word Count: 2,231

Prompt:

Phil was out, for the first time in a while and it didn't feel normal not to have anyone sat beside him on the sofa while they watched stuff on the TV together. Sometimes they'd cuddle up to each other or one would have their legs slung over the other's lap, that was just how their friendship was, they could do things like that and neither would be freaked out. That was probably one of the main reasons why Dan was sulking right now, because Phil was on a date with a girl which had left him at home on his own and Dan hated being without Phil for a long amount of time. Even though that was at the bottom of the list of reasons why he was pissed right now. Phil was always there for him, always beside him and someone he could talk to whenever he needed to. They'd been best friends for over four years now and it was getting increasingly harder to hide how infatuated Dan was with him. At the start of their friendship they'd flirted constantly, and Dan had hopes that maybe Phil liked him too but that stopped after a while. Phil had dated a few girls and guys over the course of their friendship and none of the relationships had worked out for more than a few months. It was torture having to watch Phil being all cute and coupley with these people and talk to him about how beautiful they were. Dan wished Phil would talk about him like that instead.

Of course Dan had tried dating people to try and help himself get over his stupid crush on Phil, but none of them worked out either. He started to wonder sometimes if he'd ever find anyone. The problem was that he knew Phil was the right person but also knew that he'd never like him back.

Dan was hardly paying any attention to the programme on TV and was instead downing as many drinks as he could to help him forget about the fact that Phil was currently probably making out with some random girl, which really got on his nerves because he was an extremely jealous person and just wished that he could be that girl. Soon everything was blurring in front of him and his head was pounding and he couldn't even remember how many he'd had by now. There was a tight feeling in his stomach and that was probably due to how strong his feelings for Phil were and how angry he was that he was on a date with a person that wasn't him. It seemed to have turned out that drinking hadn't helped him forget about the problem, it'd just intensified his feelings for his best friend.

Suddenly he had the urge to grab his phone and call Phil and just spill everything to him. But that'd be a bad idea because what if Phil didn't like him back or ended up not wanting to be his friend anymore, there'd be so many consequences if it went wrong. Phil wasn't that sort of person though Dan figured, he was the person that'd helped him feel better when he was at his worst and who'd always been there for him. He wouldn't be like that.

In the worst case scenario Phil would reject him and just say they carry on being friends, but what if he actually did end up liking him too? It was a silly idea and would probably go horribly wrong but it was seeming increasingly appealing to Dan in his drunk state, so without thinking he dug into his pocket for his phone and dialled Phil's number.

It rung a few times then he heard Phil pick up.

"Dan, what's up? Why are you calling me? Did you set the house on fire?"

"Noo, of course not!" Dan slurred. "I, I- I actually um, wanted to tell you something."

"Are you drunk?" Phil asked, but Dan could hardly hear him because of the chatter from people in the restaurant in the background.

"Why would I be?" Dan bit his lip and tapped his fingers nervously on the sofa.

"I don't know, what was it you wanted to tell me? Sasha's in the bathroom right now, so spill."

Dan swallowed hard. "I love you."

"What?" Phil's voice cracked. "Dan you're drunk, go to bed, I think you need some sleep."

"But I mean it, you're really cute and we've been best friends for almost five years and I think about you every day, cuddling you and kissing you, how pretty you'd look on your knees..." Dan swiped his tongue across his lips, not even thinking about the possible consequences of what he was saying right now, the fact that he was actually admitting all this to Phil. "I don't want her touching you, I want you for myself."

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment. "I, um- is this a prank or something? Are you filming a video?"

"Why would I just say all that if it was for a video? It'd get flagged."

"You're drunk, you don't mean any of that, I'll forget about it for you OK? Go to bed Dan, please, I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Dan sighed. "Fine, night."

Dan hung up and slammed his phone down on the sofa, huffing loudly. Phil had thought he was joking when he was being completely serious. Maybe he was drunk but he'd still meant all of it.

He stood up and power walked out of the room and down the hallway to his bedroom. Grabbing the door handle he shoved it open then almost slammed it shut behind him, stripping down to his boxers and crawling into bed. It took barely a few minutes for him to fall asleep.

-

It had to be the early hours of the morning when Dan found himself awake again, head spinning and limbs aching a bit. He groaned and rolled out of bed, trudging down the hall to the kitchen to get some water, eyes only half open. Dan was pretty sure he was half asleep as he got a glass from the cupboard and poured himself a glass of water. Once he'd drunk it he realised that he felt quite a lot better and less headache-y. As soon as he exited the kitchen though he ended up bumping straight into another body.

"Oh! Sorry, I didn't see you there," Phil stepped away and Dan was taken aback because Phil's hair was messy and he had glasses on with just boxers and a pyjama shirt. He had to bite his lip to stop himself making any comments because Phil looked so hot right now and it was pretty hard to restrain himself from just jumping at him.

"Dan? You OK?"

Dan was immediately broken out of his trance. "Yeah yeah, I'm fine... just, um- going back to bed."

"Wait, are you still drunk?" Phil asked, avoiding eye contact.

"Not really, I don't think," Dan mumbled, fiddling uncomfortably with the waistband of his boxers.

"Did you, uh, mean what you said earlier? Or were you joking around?" the elder man was leaning away now, blushing furiously.

Dan gulped, his cheeks turning bright red. "You have Sasha," he responded coldly.

"That wasn't the question," Phil said. "Did you mean it?"

"But what's the point in me answering that if you already have someone else?!" Dan snapped, taking a step back and hiding his face in his hands.

"Dan, calm down, please!" Phil tried to move Dan's hands away from his face. "I don't 'have someone else', me and Sasha didn't work out and I doubt we'll be going on another date, please listen to me."

The brunet sighed and took his hands away. "Fine, I was telling the truth. I know you hate me, I'll just go get my stuff and move out right now to make it easier for you."

Phil's eyes went wide. "You were?"

"Yes," Dan huffed. "I'm going now, bye."

Just as Dan was about to walk past Phil grabbed his arm. "I-I think about it too."

"There's no need to lie to make me feel better," Dan sounded as if he was close to tears, so Phil took his hand in his and stroked his thumb gently over Dan's.

"I'm not lying," Phil frowned, walking forwards and backing Dan up against the wall opposite, burying his face in the younger's neck. "Would I be doing this if I was lying?"

Dan was breathing heavily but was cut off when he felt Phil's lips against his, kissing him hungrily and his hands grabbing at his hips, fingers digging into the skin. Dan let out his first moan when Phil bit down on his lip and slipped his tongue past his lips. Everything was overwhelming, Phil had just kissed him, Phil was actually kissing him right now. His cock was throbbing in his boxers and getting harder as Phil began kissing and nibbling at his jawline, moving down his neck and along his collarbone, and Dan wasn't even bothering to hold back the soft moans slipping from his lips.

"You think I'd look pretty on my knees?" Phil breathed against Dan's ear. "Do you want me to prove you right?"

"God yeah, please Phil," Dan murmured, and seconds later Phil had dropped to his knees and was pulling his boxers down his legs.

"You sure?" Phil whispered as he placed sloppy kisses over Dan's hips and inner thighs, making the brunet spread his legs further and lean back against the wall for support.

"Yes, get on with it," Dan bit his lip as he felt Phil's tongue on his tip, his lips wrapping around it and sucking lightly.

"Oh god, fuck," Dan whimpered, tangling a hand into Phil's hair as he sank down on his cock, taking him right to the back of his throat and swirling his tongue around. It'd been a while since Dan had gotten a good blowjob so the feeling was more intense. He cried out, thrusting forwards until he could feel himself as far in as he could go and Phil's throat was tight and hot around the tip and it was driving Dan insane, the tightness around him as Phil began bobbing up and down, going right back up to the tip then back down and deepthroating him again.

"Mm," Dan choked out as went right down again, staying there for at least a few seconds and almost gagging but it still felt incredible because his tongue was swirling around his dick in all the right ways and hitting all the right spots. The heat in his groin was building quick and he knew he was close, but just as he was about to moan again Phil slid his mouth off, leaving a trail of saliva hanging between his red puffy lips and the head of Dan's cock.

"Phil!" the brunet whined, running his hand through his black hair.

Phil smirked and wrapped a hand around Dan's length, pumping quickly and then resuming sucking on the tip, flicking his tongue through the slit.

"Fuck!" Dan moaned, his moans getting louder and more strained as Phil's hand tightened and twisted, jerking him hard and his lips sucking at the tip, slowly moving down the length and his hands moving to grab at Dan's butt as he deepthroated him again.

"Ahh, shit, Phi-i-l!" Dan's hands tightened in Phil's hair and subconsciously pulled him down further as he felt himself release into Phil's mouth, the fuzzy orgasmic feeling spreading from his groin and making him throw his head back against the wall and moan. Phil continued sucking him through it, hollowing his cheeks and making sure Dan felt good, and it definitely worked because it took a few minutes for the brunet to calm down afterwards, panting heavily as Phil pulled off.

It just sunk in, Phil had actually just sucked him off. He knew it was early in the morning and Phil would undoubtedly regret it tomorrow but right now he didn't even care because he felt like he was floating and his legs were jelly. Slowly Dan slid down the wall and sat on the floor next to Phil, pulling up his boxers and resting his head on his shoulder, eyelids fluttering shut.

Phil's arm was wrapped around his shoulder and pulling him closer and their fingers were intertwined on Phil's lap and everything felt perfect right now.

"You tired?" Phil murmured into Dan's hair.

"Yeah."

"Wanna come sleep in my bed with me?"

Dan smiled. "Sure."

They both stood up and made their way to Phil's bedroom, their pinky fingers linked together. Once they'd both got into bed they made sure to cuddle up to each other, not leaving an inch of space between them.

"We'll talk about this tomorrow, OK?" Phil whispered, leaving a kiss on Dan's forehead.

"That'd probably be better, when I'm not about to fall asleep any second," Dan chuckled, turning around in Phil's arms so the elder could spoon him.

"Yeah, lov- um, night."

Dan blushed when he realised what almost slipped Phil's mouth. "Night."

He fell asleep completely content because at least he had a chance with Phil now, and he was feeling a whole lot better than he was earlier in the night.

[cuddlephan]

sleepy kisses

Genre: fluff, ((maybe pre-smut but not rly??))

Warnings: a bit of making out and neck kissing

Word Count: 1,867

Prompt:

A/N: this is for one of my best friends leah bc its her birthday and she sent the prompt so i decided to write it for her bc shes lame :p

Dan was over at his best friend Phil's house again, as it was the summer holidays so his mum said he could go and stay for a sleepover. He went to Phil's house all the time as they lived just down the road from each other, watching YouTube and playing video games all day. There were even rumours at school that they were a couple as they spent so much time together, and were so comfortable around each other and basically inseparable. You hardly ever saw one without the other.

It was getting late at night and as usual, the boys were staying up til stupid times in the morning as they didn't have to worry about school the next day. Phil's parents had gone to sleep which left the two of them alone in Phil's room, sat on beanbags and playing Skyrim on Phil's Xbox.

Their beanbags were right next to each other and as they moved their bodies they kept leaning into each other, which was sending Dan's heart into an erratic rhythm. He might have the smallest crush on Phil, after all they'd been best friends since the start of primary school, or maybe even before that, it was so long ago he couldn't even remember. They were both bisexual and Phil was attractive, and had the best personality ever so it was inevitable. But Dan had to listen to Phil talking about his crushes to him, which weren't him, and that did slightly hurt him a bit but he had to deal with it and put his feelings aside. It'd been several years since he'd realised these feelings but he'd suppressed them because Phil was his best friend and nothing more, and he knew it was going to stay that way as why would Phil ever like someone like him in that way?

He was winning as usual, Dan almost always beat Phil at video games. Phil sighed as he lost once again, sticking out his bottom lip and collapsing sideways into Dan.

"I hate you," he mumbled into Dan's shirt, playfully punching his leg. Unfortunately he returned to his slouched position away from Dan, which felt like far too soon and Dan felt cold again, missing Phil's warm body against his.

"You're just jealous that I beat you all the time," Dan said, reaching down beside him and digging out another handful of Haribos from the bag on the carpet.

"I'm just tired, that's the only reason you won."

"Should we go to sleep then?"

"Yeah, because if we don't then you're going to beat me another thousand times."

Dan scoffed, moving up to sit on Phil's double bed behind them. "Alright, turn it off then."

"Why do I have to do it?" Phil crawled over to the TV and turned it off, then walking back over and sitting beside Dan on the bed.

"Because it's your TV and I'm lazy," Dan pulled his shirt over his head and kicked off his trousers, dumping them on the floor somewhere to find in the morning. Out of the corner of his eye he swore he saw Phil's eyes linger for a moment, but put it off as the fact that it was late at night and he was probably tired and his eyes were playing tricks on him.

Phil did the same, stripping down to his boxers and Dan couldn't help but admire what a nice body he had, he was slim and his skin looked so smooth and Dan just wanted to press kisses all over it. He hated himself because he was falling for his best friend more and more and it wasn't helped by the fact that he was so fat, he had pudge on his stomach and his thighs were way too large in his opinion, and Phil was literally perfect in every way.

"Get the sweets," Phil said, crawling into the comfortable bed under the sheets, as it was way too hot for a duvet and it'd be worse when the two of them were in the bed together. Dan reached down and grabbed the bag he'd been snacking from the whole evening, crawling into bed next to Phil and popping one into his best friend's mouth.

Phil giggled, taking the sweet into his mouth and making his lips brush against Dan's fingers, and he couldn't help but realise how soft they were and how much he wished he could kiss them. It seemed tonight his feelings were more prominent than usual as he'd tried to forget about them for a long time and keep those thoughts to the back of his mind.

"You're such a dork," Dan muttered to himself, hoping Phil wouldn't hear it but he did and poked Dan's tummy.

"You too," Phil pinched a sweet and tossed it to Dan who managed to catch it in his mouth, making them both chuckle.

Dan reached above the bed and switched off the light, plunging them both into almost darkness, except for the dim light of the moon through the curtains. He could just make out the outline of Phil's body, and placed the sweets on the bedside table before shuffling over and wrapping his arms around Phil, burying his head into his chest. This was the best thing about their friendship, that they could cuddle and cling onto each other at night when they slept in the same bed, wake up with tangled limbs and it didn't change their friendship at all.

Dan was sleepy, he usually managed to fall asleep straight away when he was cuddled into Phil, with the older boy's arms wrapped tightly around him and the soft beat of his heart in his ear. He mumbled against Phil's chest, voice barely audible.

"Night, love you."

It took him barely seconds to realise what he'd just said, and shit, this was probably going to ruin everything because his body went stiff for a moment, and the thing was Phil didn't seem to have reacted at all, just pressing lightly on Dan's shoulders to try and make him less tense. His lips were pressed tightly together because after this Phil wouldn't want to be his friend anymore, he'd let his feelings slip and he'd be pushed out of the bed, never allowed near his best friend ever again because he'd hate him...

"Love you too."

Phil pressed a gentle kiss to Dan's temple, tightening his embrace and Dan had to hold back the biggest sigh of relief because that was the last thing he'd expected Phil to say. It was probably only platonic love though, love that you had for your best friend and nothing more. Still, it made Dan's cheeks heat up and he was sure his face was going to break in half if he didn't stop smiling.

"You're like a cuddly bear," Phil whispered against Dan's hair, and Dan blushed even more, moving up slightly so they were facing each other and even though it was dark Phil would probably notice how much he was blushing. "A Dan-bear. I bet everyone with a normal teddy is jealous because I have you to cuddle instead."

"You're so cute, stop," Dan covered his cheeks to hide the blush, and even though that was the last thing he wanted Phil to do, he didn't want to make his red cheeks even more visible. To be honest though he'd be happy if Phil never stopped saying cute things to him and continued for the rest of his life.

"You love it really," Phil wrapped his leg around Dan's waist and pulled him closer so their foreheads were touching. He reached for his best friend's hand and took it in his own, linking their fingers together.

Dan bit his lip, itching to close the small distance between them and feel Phil's soft lips against his. He closed his eyes, concentrating on the feeling of their hands clasped together and their whole bodies pressed against each other. He had to gather up the self control to stop himself from moving forwards.

Dan let his thoughts wander as he slowly began to drift off to sleep, but something woke him up immediately. It was the pressure of a pair of lips against his own and maybe Phil thought he was asleep, and even Dan himself was still convinced he was asleep because this couldn't be happening. Even if it was a dream it was a damn good one because it felt so real, so he began to kiss back and move his hand up to cup Phil's cheek, his whole body tingling as their lips parted and joined back together over and over again. Dan let out a soft noise of content and rolled over on top of Phil, slipping his tongue past his lips and deepening the kiss. He had to make the most of this dream, at least that's what he thought it was, and kissing Phil was just as amazing as he expected it to be. If this was real it was late at night and he could blame it on being tired and drowsy.

A moment later he felt Phil push him over onto his side, then his back so they switched positions and Dan's jaw dropped because Phil's lips were on his jaw, leaving little kisses then moving down to his neck. Holy shit, Dan had never had anyone kiss his neck before but he knew it was sensitive and damn he was right because Phil kept kissing over it and nibbling and he was going to get hard at this rate because it felt so good, little puffs of air slipping from his lips and tiny, broken moans. He soon found that his collarbone was a lot more sensitive as Phil was now kissing across it, his lips were so soft and it felt so good and Dan was digging his fingers into Phil's arms and biting his lip hard, feeling tingles and bursts of pleasure as Phil was biting at his neck. And what he didn't expect to happen was feel Phil sucking on a particularly sensitive area, bringing it between his teeth and Dan was full on moaning now, his head tipped back and his dick throbbing in his boxers and when Phil bit down, he cried out, almost coming in his pants as Phil left a hickey on his collarbone.

Dan was panting as he felt Phil withdraw from his neck, lying back down beside him and wrapping his arms back around him. He hoped to god Phil's parents didn't hear that as they already suspected they were dating. Even though they weren't, yet at least, Dan hoped that in the morning Phil would remember this and maybe they would be. Nothing was said, they just brushed it off and went to sleep in each other's arms, Dan turning over and cuddling back into Phil again. Even though it was hard (ignore the pun) to go back to sleep with a boner, Dan just tried to ignore it and eventually drifted off with a massive smile on his face because Phil had kissed him, and maybe when they woke up in the morning they could kiss some more.