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Ahhh Lauren my wee little tree, I tried my best to digital art for you, hope it’s to your liking 

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[fantastic-smut]

happy anniversary

It was a beautiful Sunday morning. The sun was shining brightly outside, the birds were chirping, and you were lying next to the man you love, Phil Lester. You'd been married for a year now, in fact, today happened to be your one year anniversary.

He opened his eyes briefly before scrunching them close again. He let out a yawn before fully opening his eyes. 

“Morning," he mumbled.

“Good morning. Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." 

“No, no, it's fine." He shook his head, burying his face into his pillow. He suddenly sat up, reaching for your hand and intertwining your fingers together. “Happy one year anniversary," he smiled, his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth.

“Happy one year anniversary," you smiled right back.

He leaned down, gently caressing your cheek with a hand, and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. You put your hand on the back of his neck, bringing him as close as possible. Phil let out a contented moan and you smiled. He ran his tongue along your bottom lip, asking for entrance that you gladly let him have.

Phil slid his hand down from your cheek to your hip, gently rubbing with his thumb. He moved his kisses from your lips to your neck, earning a moan from you. You noticed Phil's hand was getting progressively closer to your panties. He toyed with the hem of your panties for a little, enjoying the sound of your shaky breath, before sliding his hand inside.

His kisses and bites on your neck became slightly rougher as he began to stroke your clit. You moaned out his name and you could feel his lips curve into a smile on your neck at the sound. He slipped a finger into your entrance in return. You arched your back as he curved his finger, gently thrusting it in and out of you. 

A lazy smile came across your lips as you moaned, "Mmm, Phil, that feels so good."

Phil removed his lips from your neck and sat up, so that his head was parallel to yours. He watched you intently as he pushed another finger into you. Your eyes were screwed shut, your lips parted, your breaths coming out in pants. Phil bit his lip, he loved seeing you like this. He began to thrust quicker, hitting your spit every time.

"Phil-I'm gonna-" you could barely choke out the words.

He pressed his lips to yours as you climaxed, muffling the sounds of your moans with his lips. 

"You're so beautiful," he whispered against your lips. 

You smiled, and pushed him onto his back, slowly sliding your panties off and pulling his boxers down, before straddling him. You stroked his cock for a while, savoring the look of pleasure on his face, before lifting yourself up slightly, and lowering yourself down onto him. 

He groaned and put his hands on your hips as you continued lowering yourself until he was all the way in. You began slowly bouncing on him, whimpering a little every time he brushed your g-spot. He lifted a hand to massage your breast, flicking his thumb over your nipples, earning a moan from you. 

You come down, and his cock hits a particularly good spot, and you whimper, "Right there, Phil."

He starts thrusting upwards to meet you every time you come down, hitting your spot every time, until you're both panting heavily.

"God, (Y/N) you feel so good," Phil groans, his voice deep and filled with lust.

It was quiet for a while, the only sounds were your pants and little whimpers echoing through the room, until you yelped.

"PHIL!" you screamed out his name as you orgasmed.

You collapsed on top of him, him still thrusting you through your orgasm. Phil groaned into your ear, signifying that he was close, so you rolled your hips on his cock, making him moan loudly.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum-" Phil grunted into your ear, giving you a final thrust before exploding inside of you.

His body went slack, his arms resting on your waist. You two lay together until your breathing returned to a normal pace.

Phil bent his head down to place a kiss at the top of your head, "I love you, (Y/N)."

"I love you too, Phil." You said as you pressed your lips against his chest.

[fantastic-smut]

we should do this more often

i've been rlly busy with school and stuff sorry sorry sorry

-Lauren

It wasn’t the first time it had happened. You’d actually lost count of the amount of times you’d walked in on him, which was mostly his fault because he insisted on doing it everywhere but in the privacy of his own room, but you still screamed every time.

It was late on a Tuesday when you walked into your shared apartment, and was met with the horrendous sight of Chris Kendall half naked on the sofa. He wore a look of pure concentration on his face; eyes closed, eyebrows furrowed, lip bitten. He was wearing nothing but a pair of pajama pants, which were pulled down to his knees.

You screamed and covered your eyes.

"Jesus Christ, (y/n)!" Chris pulled his pants up and jumped out of his seat, "Make a little noise when you come in!"

"Stop jacking off on the lounge sofa and I won’t have to!" You shouted. You removed your hands from your eyes and saw Chris standing before you with a red face and his hands behind his back. You made the mistake of letting your eyes travel downwards for a quick second and your face contorted into a look of disgust.

"Ew, you’re still-"

"I wouldn’t be if I hadn’t been so rudely interrupted," Chris rolled his eyes and grabbed a pillow to cover his erection.

You stood awkwardly for a while before you went to the kitchen, “I’m gonna make something, are you hungry?”

You didn’t receive an answer so you turned to face Chris. He was still stood by the sofa, but the pillow was gone and he was still erect.

"Ugh, can’t you do something about that?" You groaned before turning back around.

"I thought about you." Chris mumbled.

"What?" You asked, puzzled, turning back around to face him.

He placed the pillow back onto the sofa and slowly walked towards her as he spoke, “You know when I was,” he nodded suggestively,”I thought about you.”

"Oh." You felt your face reddening. Truth be told, you thought about him sometimes when you got off, too, but you’d never tell him that. You often fantasized about him, but you never imagined he thought about you, as well.

He was so close to you now that your noses were almost touching. You two stared at each other for a while, neither of them quite sure what to do next. He put an arm around your waist and used his free hand to brush a stray strand of hair out of your face. You avoided his eye, looking anywhere but at his face.

“Sorry if I made you uncomfortable,” his voice was barely a whisper.

“No, you didn’t, I just- that was unexpected,” you choked out.

“Was it really? I thought you’d have caught on by now…” he trailed off. You raised an eyebrow at him and he groaned and looked down at his feet before meeting eyes with you again. “I like you, okay? A lot.”

“I like you too, Chris.” The words didn’t feel like they came from you, but you were glad they did.

His eyes were bright as he pulled you closer, your noses touching. You could feel his warm breath tickling your face and you let out a breathy giggle.

“Are you gonna kiss me, or…” you bit your lip. “You’re ridiculous,” he murmured before pressing his lips against yours. You could feel him smiling against yours lips, and you smiled as well. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Chris hummed happily and moved his kisses from your lips to your neck. You leaned your head back to give him more access, toying with the hairs at the nape of his neck.

He walked you over to the kitchen counter, his mouth still attached to your neck, and lifted you up onto it. You wrapped your legs around his waist, making sure you two were as close as possible. You could feel his erection pressing against your crotch, so you rolled your hips on him. Chris groaned at the friction, his grip on your waist tightening. You wanted his lips on yours again, so you placed a hand on his face, moving it so you were facing each other, and crashed your lips onto his. Your tongues were exploring each others mouths in no time.

You rolled your hips again and Chris’ breath hitched, “That feels so good.”

You nodded, his erection rubbing against your sensitive core felt great, but it wasn’t enough. You broke the kiss, panting, “Bedroom.”

He nodded and carried you down the hall to your bedroom without a word. He lay you down on the bed and straddled you, a leg on either side of your hips. He leaned over you and kissed you again, catching your bottom lip between his teeth.

He massaged your breasts through your shirt and bra as he kissed you, causing you to moan. You quickly pulled your shirt off. Chris’ lips leave yours and he placed them on the tops of your breasts, gently kissing and licking before pulling off your bra. He licked your nipples before blowing his cold breath on them and you squirm underneath him.

You pulled at the strings hanging from his bottoms and moaned, “Take these off.”

He nodded and did as you asked, tossing his pants to the side, while revealing that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. You bit your lip and he smirked.

“Like what you see?” He raised an eyebrow and you rolled your eyes.

“Shut up and fuck me, will you?”

“Since you asked,” he responded before pulling off your shorts, taking your panties with them.

He leaned over you to kiss you again, and you reached your hand downwards to grab his cock. You began pumping as he stuck his tongue in your mouth. You flicked your thumb over his slit and Chris groaned as he bucked his hips into your hand. You let go of him and he groaned in a frustrated manner. He pulled away from the kiss as you bought your hands to your lips, sucking his precome off of your fingers. Chris licked his lips as he watched you I intently. You pulled your fingers out of your mouth creating a popping sound.

“You’re so gorgeous,” Chris breathed.

You could feel your cheeks turning red as he leaned in to kiss you quickly. He sat back up, one hand resting on your hip and using the other to position himself at your entrance.

“Ready?” He asked. You nodded quickly.

He slowly pushed himself in, groaning as he went. Your lips parted as you moaned loudly, tightly wrapping your hand around his wrist. You threw your head back into the mattress and Chris bit down on hard on his lip at the sight of you.

Once he felt you had adjusted enough, he began to thrust, slowly at first. He moaned out your name, “God, you feel so good.”

You could only moan back in response. You held your head up to watch him as he trusted into you, a look of concentration on his face. He leaned over you, placing his other hand on your cheek, as he gently caressed your face. You grabbed his face and pulled him down to kiss him.

“Faster,” you panted. He nodded and picked up his pace instantly.

He moved his kisses to your neck, biting and sucking on where he knew you were sensitive. You cried out his name as he trusted into your sweet spot. He pulled away from your neck to watch your face. He continually trusted roughly and quickly into your spot, watching you come undone, your eyes rolling to the back of your head and your lips parted as you moaned.

“Oh fuck, Chris, you feel so good in me” you managed, “Just like that…oh god yes…”

His grip on you hip tightened as he began to thrust harder, you bucking your hips to meet his thrusts every time, and screaming out every time he trusted into your spot.

“Chris…” You panted, “I’m gonna…I’m-“

He nodded and hushed you with a kiss. You grasped his shoulders as he continued thrusting, loving the sounds of his groans in your ear.

“You sound so good baby, come on, come for me baby.” Chris encouraged you.

You squeezed your eyes shut and nodded. You could feel your orgasm approaching quickly. Chris’ thrusts became sloppy and more rough than before and you could tell he was nearing climax as well.

“FUCK!” You screamed as you suddenly came, you felt yourself clenching around Chris’ cock as he continued to thrust.

After you came down from your high, you could hear Chris’ ragged breath in your ear. You tangled your fingers in his hair as you whispered into his ear, “Let me suck you off.”

He nodded and rolled over onto his back. You took him in your mouth without a word, bobbing your head up and down on his cock, gently stroking his balls with your fingers.

“Oh god, I’m close.” He groaned.

You took your mouth off of him for a second to whisper, “Come for me, Chris.”

He bit his lip as you put your mouth back around his cock, your eyes in his. You gently sucked his tip, swallowing all the precome coming from his slit, before pushing him all the way into your mouth until he hit the back of your throat.

He suddenly trusted into your mouth, making you gag a little, but you didn’t mind. You let him continue doing this until he came, his come filling your mouth and sleeping down your throat. You swallowed it all. You took him out of your mouth and smiled, kissing the skin above his cock, before crawling up to him. You kissed him softly before laying down and cuddling into him. He wrapped his arm around you and sighed.

“We should do this more often,” he stated. You nodded in agreement, too tired to speak. The last thing you remember before falling asleep was Chris kissing your forehead and muttering, I love you.

[fantastic-smut]

detention pt. 2

part 1

I spent the rest of my day on edge. I was quite anxious to see if Dan would own up to his words and hoping that he would.  When the bell rang signaling the end of the day, I dashed to the detention room to see Dan already waiting there for me, sitting on top of a desk, his signature smirk upon his lips.

“We’ve got forty-five minutes,” I mumbled shutting the door behind me.

“More than enough,” Dan winked as I walked over to him.

He spun me around and put my hands behind my back. He bent me over the table and gripped a handful of my hair.  He wasted no time with flipping my skirt up and stroking me through my panties.  I moaned and he pulled my hair harder.  

“Keep it down,” he growled into my ear.

He quickly pulled down my panties and snapped them against my legs. I closed my eyes tight and tried to refrain from screaming. He slid his fingers up and down my slit a few times before forcefully entering me with two.

“Dan!” I moaned. He let go of my hair to slap my ass and I bit down hard on my lip.  He thrust his fingers quickly in and out of me, repeatedly hitting my sweet spot, “Dan, I’m gonna cum!”

He pulled his fingers out of me and I heard him unzip his pants.  He teased my entrance with his cock for a moment before roughly thrusting into me. I pressed my face hard against the table top to muffle my screams.

Dan placed his hands on my waist to steady me as he began to thrust faster and harder. I let a moan slip from my lips as I began to feel myself tighten around him.

“Fuck, (Y/N)!” Dan groaned. He was beginning to lose his rhythm and I could tell he was as close as I was.  I gasped out Dan’s name as I came and Dan did shortly after.

We spent a moment looking into each other’s eyes before hastily dressing ourselves. Dan finished dressing before me, and sat atop a desk, watching as I put my bra on and buttoned my shirt back up.

“So….” I trailed off avoiding his eye, “What next?”

Dan chuckled and hopped off the table top, “We go.” He said it as if it was the obvious answer.

“But we still have 10-“

“They don’t care if we’re here or not, come on,” he waved to me as he walked out of the door. I trotted to catch up with him at the end of the hall. We stood on the school’s front steps for a while before I spoke up.

“So what are we now?”

“Well,” Dan bit his lip and stuck his hands in his pockets. “I was hoping we could maybe- um- I was wondering if you’d-“

An amused grin found its way to my lips, “Dan Howell, are you asking me out?”

“Well,” he rocked on his heels, “Yeah, I’m asking you out.”

I stood on the tips of my toes and laid a kiss on his lips. He was shocked at first, but he slowly relaxed into it. I pulled away and locked eyes with a very red faced Dan.

“Wanna go back to my place?” Dan mumbled.

I nodded and we giggled our way to his house.

[fantastic-smut]

detention

He was sarcastic and talked way too much. He’d gotten me in trouble in class more times than I could count. But he was downright gorgeous. His hair, his eyes, his smile, and his laugh were to die for.  So that made his annoying ways a little more tolerable.

 He came into the room just a little while after me. He plopped down in his seat beside me and smirked at me, “Hey, babe.”

 “Don’t call me your babe, Howell.” I turned my face to avoid his gaze and try to mask the blush that was quickly creeping up my cheeks.

 “You like it when I call you babe, don’t you?” He put a hand on my thigh and one behind me on my chair. He gently stroked my thigh with his thumb and bit his lip.

 “Dan, stop it!” I hissed.

 He let out a low chuckle and moved his hand further up my thigh and I tensed. I grabbed his wrist, but that didn’t stop him. He moved his thumb to my clit and began to gently rub it. I bit my lip and shut my eyes tightly. He snuck his fingers into my panties and slowly entered a finger inside me.

 “Fuck, Dan!” I moaned.

 He shushed me and began to thrust his finger in and out of me. He hastily added another finger and I gasped. He used his other hand to pull the hairs at the back of my neck in an attempt to quiet me. He finally hit my G-spot and forgetting where I was, I screamed out his name.

 Just as I screamed, the teacher came in the room. Dan quickly pulled his fingers out and wiped them on my thighs.

 “Mr. Howell and Ms. (Y/L/N), is there any reason why you were screaming in my classroom?” The teacher asked us.

 “Well- I- we um,” I sputtered, my face turning beet red. Dan sat calmly with a smirk on his lips beside me.

 “No excuses. Detention after school.”

 The class began to snicker and Dan along with them. The teacher ordered the class to quiet down and began the lesson.

 When class is over, Dan slinks away into the hall and I quickly follow him.

“Do you enjoy getting me in trouble?” I crossed my arms over my chest and Dan laughed.

“No, but I enjoy seeing you blushy and at a loss for words,” He crosses his arms and leans against the lockers.

“Well you got your wish, thanks a lot, Dan.” I hissed.

“No problem, babe. Another round in detention?” He winked before walking away and leaving me flustered and sputtering in the middle of the hall.

A/N: I'll do a part two okie doke

[fantastic-smut]

what a merry christmas

merry christmas this is shit

It was Christmas eve and your parents had invited you and Dan to spend the night at their house, so you could all spend Christmas together. You had all eaten dinner, and you and Dan headed up to your old bedroom where you’d be sleeping.

"This you?" He holds up a photo of you and an old friend. You nod and he brings the photo over and sits beside you. "How old were you here?"

"16? Maybe 17." You shrug.

"You used to be so cute!" Dan exclaims.

"Used to be?" You sit up beside him and give him a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, you’re beautiful now," he kisses you swiftly.

"You just know all the right things to say, don’t you?" You blush.

He bites his lip, and you look up at him. He lowers his face until your lips are touching. He lowers you onto your back, never breaking the kiss. He slowly pulls off your shirt, and you do the same to him. He kisses the tops of your breasts and you bite down hard on your lip. He brings his kisses up to your neck and you restrain yourself from letting out a moan. He returns his lips to yours and you smile against his lips.

You feel his hands move from your waist down to your thighs. He hooks a finger on the waist of your panties and uses his thumb to massage your clit. You gasp and grab his hand breaking the kiss.

"Dan, my parents are in the next room," you whisper with a shaky voice.

"Well, we’ll just have to be quiet now, won’t we?" He asks with a mischievous glint in his eye.

He begins to kiss down your stomach, and kisses your clit through your panties. He hears you whimper and looks up at you. Dan chuckles at the sight of you. Your eyes are shut tight and you’re massaging your breasts with one hand and gripping your sheets with the other.

He slowly pulls your panties down your legs and flings them across the room. He spreads your legs with his hands and bites his lip, “God, you’re so wet,” he remarks.

"Yeah, so hurry the hell up," you grab his hair and move him between your legs.

"So eager," he chuckles. His warm breath hits your core and you moan out his name. He slowly licks your clit as he inserts two fingers into your entrance. He picks up his pace and begins to thrust his fingers harder into you.

"Dan-" you grab a fist full of his hair and bite the inside of your cheek. Just as you feel yourself tightening around his fingers, he pulls them out, and puts them in his mouth.

"Tease," you mutter as he unbuttons his pants.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he rolls his eyes and pulls off his pants. You see his erection straining against his boxers and you smirk. He pulls off his boxers and his cock stands upright.

He moves to kiss you while he positions himself at your entrance. You suck in a breath and he slowly slides his cock into you.

"Fuck, you’re so tight," he hisses.

He begins to thrust and he buries his face into the crook of your neck and you grasp his shoulders. He begins to thrust harder and you close your eyes and dig your fingers deeper into his shoulders, surely leaving marks. Dan sucks on your neck and you feel his teeth slightly sinking into your neck.

"Dan!" You yelp.

Dan picks up speed and he lets out a loud groan, “Fuck!”

You feel him cum inside of you and it sets you over the edge. He rolls over and lays beside you. Your chests heaving and your breaths shaky.

"Merry Christmas." He kisses your forehead.

"Merry Christmas, Dan." You snuggle into his chest and he wraps his arms tighter around you.

[louserz]

GUYS MY HAIR LOOKS GOOD RIGHT NOW WOW

THIS IS A NEW CONCEPT TO ME