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I love everything about this picture like his face and the caption and the long, oversized shirt and “sexual fantasies” I just love Dan Howell

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So like, no one’s probably gonna see this, but I gotta say this somewhere... MY FRIENDS HAVE BEEN REALLY SHIT LATELY :(

[danielhowell]

I'm here and still filled with existential fear.

Hello it is I, Daniel returneth from the void. It has been a long time since I have expressed my presence with snazzy new merch, so to celebrate my return to the world of the living, what better theme than SKELETONS? These new items are things we have been working on separately for a long time (just like my video) but they all came together now, which is the universe clearly saying this is meant to be. Skeleton Vest / T-Shirt

Featuring an incredible graphite illustration by Neil McCathie, which could be an actual photo from the inside of my coffin if I was hit by a meteor tomorrow. Simultaneously scary and soft. This comes on a white vest for anyone that wants to feel the summer breeze on their bones, or a distressed black t-shirt for people who have something eating them up on the inside so hard it’s broken through your clothing. Pin Badge Set

A collection of enamel pin badges that really express an existential state. Coffee, candle, computer and a new chapter to symbolise your ability to achieve anything you want in this life - while ominously holding a skull as if you’re about to break into a monologue.

Silver Earring Set

A set of silver-look earrings designed to mix and match with your mood. A hoop, a skull, smiley face (that you have to spin upside down ofc), triangle, moon and a single stud. Yes, I basically just designed these to wear myself as it’s the set I always wanted. I hope you enjoy this cool collection which feels very authentically me. Now let’s all look forward to the future with wide eye sockets! - Dan

shop.danielhowell.com / us.shop.danielhowell.com / au.shop.danielhowell.com

[doineedtohaveawordwithyou]

Dan made this whole video about how he’s an inappropriate winker which is apparently unlisted but which you can find if you search the above term and how he doesn’t look good when he’s winking and I’m making this whole post about how he’s a dirty liar.

Keep reading

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THE BIBLE SAYS (I can’t get a header for some reason, sorry)

Genre: Smuttt

Contains: Mentions of religion (Christianity), blowjobs, anal sex, masturbation, voyeurism?, top!phil, bottom!dan, pet names

Note: Sorry if this sucks. I’ve been writing this throughout a few sleepless nights, so I apologize for mistakes, and yes, I know I use the names Dan and Phil a lot. I could’ve found other names instead of repeating them, but eh ya know. Anyways, enjoy!

Summary: Phil isn’t very religious, but Dan is. When Phil invited Dan over to his house, they might not exactly follow the word of God.

Phil never liked school. The discipline, the subjects, the other students, the work, none of it. But his parents made him move to a new school last year.

One with more discipline, an extra few subjects, more annoying students, and stacks of work... St. Elizabeth’s Christian Academy. Yep. A Christian school.

Phil wasn’t very religious, but his family was, and they thought it’d be good for him to get closer to his faith and all that crap. There was one good thing about this school though. Dan Howell. Dan was just perfect in every way, in Phil’s eyes. There was his brown, curly hair, swept to the side, out of the way of his work. His small frame, making most clothes slip off his shoulder occasionally.

And god, his body. Yes, St. Elizabeth’s is a Christian school, but the faculty believes that students should be allowed to be whoever they want to be; within the dress code of course. That meaning that Dan could wear a girl’s uniform, complete with the skirt and high socks. He was also on the cheerleading squad, always sporting a tiny blue and gold skirt and tight, clingy top.

As Dan decided to adorn himself with skirts that barely pass the dress code and nice pastel bows in his hair, Phil decided to go for a darker look. He still wore the uniform, but his hair was black and pushed into a quiff. He never wore the school jacket, instead he got away with a leather jacket. Phil had a few tattoos tucked away under his shirt, but a few poked out. The few Dan started to take a notice to.

Dan was very serious about his studies. He was brought up in a very religious family, much like Phil. However, Dan actually liked being apart of it. Dan couldn’t stop himself from gazing at the tall, punk boy. He knew it was wrong, to feel this way about another boy, but he couldn’t help it. Phil played it off like Dan’s staring was normal and it wasn’t a big deal. But it was a big deal. Dan had to be his.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the day. Phil shuffled up to Dan putting his Bible away.

“H-hey, uh, hey,” Phil mumbled out. Dan whipped around to the smooth voice, already knowing who it was.

“Uh hi,” Dan squeaked out, slightly intimidated by Phil’s stance, but also kind of turned on.

“I’m Philip Lester, Phil for short.”

“I know who you are,” Dan stated, instantly regretting it. Phil chuckled from behind him. “I’m Daniel Howell, Dan for short.”

“I know who you are,” Phil smirked, sending a blush to Dan’s face. “I was wondering if you’d wanna come over to my place.”

Phil was making this very straight forward, but he couldn’t wait much longer. Seeing Dan everyday and not being able to call him his was driving him mad.

“Umm, yeah, uh, sure,” Dan grinned.

“Great. Ready to go then?”

“Yep, lets go,” Dan said, swiftly leading Phil out the door, his skirt barely lifting to reveal white lace.

Phil almost choked when he saw that. Nice little religious Howell... wearing panties?

They walked out to Phil’s car, not having to worry about Dan’s, as he took the bus. It was mostly silent on the way to Phil’s house, but his hand stayed glued to Dan’s thigh, begging to inch closer to the pleated plaid covering the beautiful white lace.

They both were kind of surprised at how easily this was going. Phil literally just walked up to Dan and now they’re a few blocks away from Phil’s house.

They pulled up outside a decently sized house. The front garden was well kept and a statue of some saint was in the center. Phil unlocked the door and motioned Dan inside. The decor was very nice, more religious than Dan would’ve thought, knowing Phil’s apathetic attitude towards Christianity.

Phil led Dan upstairs and to a door with band stickers on it, along with one that said “WWJD... What Would Jesus Do.” It was torn and scratched, an obvious attempt to take it off. This must be Phil’s room. His room was neat, apart from the scattered papers and books, one being a Bible, to which Dan picked up and placed on the desk.

“Want anything to drink?” Phil asked.

“No I’m good, thank you,” Dan replied.

Dan sat on the corner of Phil’s bed, smoothing out his skirt and crossing his ankles. Phil plopped down next to him, looking at his phone.

“Umm, not to be rude, but uh, why did you invite me over? It’s not like we really know each other,” Dan asked, turning to face Phil more.

That was true. They didn’t know each other that well. All Dan knew about Phil was that he wasn’t very religious, but very attractive. All Phil knew about Dan was that he was very religious, but also very attractive.

“Oh, uh yeah. Well, I thought we could get to know each other better. After all the staring you do,” Phil smirked, dropping his phone on the bedside table.

“What? I don’t stare at you,” Dan choked.

“I didn’t say you stared at me,” Phil said, enjoying Dan’s flustering.

Phil moved his hand to Dan’s knee, rubbing small circles with his thumb. Dan’s heart thumped in his chest. He quickly stood up and walked to the end of the bed.

“We can’t do this.”

“Do what?” Phil asked, standing up as well.

“You know what. It’s wrong. The Bible says so.”

“Actually, not true. But even if it did, wouldn’t God want his most favorite creations to enjoy themselves?”

Phil had him there. Before Dan had time to reply, Phil was extremely close, one hand on Dan’s waist, the other lifting to Dan’s cheek.

“I do want to get to know you, Dan. Very much so. But dammit, you’re so beautiful,” Phil whispered, running his thumb along Dan’s cheek bone. “I can’t handle seeing you in those skirts, all the guys looking at you. They want you. But not as much as I do.”

Dan’s breath was caught in his throat. As if he wasn’t running out of air already, Phil leaned in and pressed his lips to Dan’s. Dan should pull away. He knows it, but he finds himself staying in the same position, melting more into Phil’s touch. Dan’s fingers intertwined in Phil’s hair, lightly pulling on the ends.

Phil moved his hand down to the hem on Dan’s skirt, lightly pushing it up, slipping his hand towards Dan’s growing erection. Phil dipped his fingers into the waistband of Dan’s panties, snapping them back, making Dan squeak into Phil’s mouth.

“Who’s the lace for, kitten?” Phil breathed. “You put on this charade as this pure, Christian boy. Do you wear these pretty panties all the time? While you stretch yourself out? Huh, baby?”

Dan knew sex before marriage was wrong, as is homosexuality, but Phil did have a point about it not being technically true in the Bible. However, Dan did masturbate, quite often to the thought of Phil’s tattooed body on top of him. Dan let out a moan at the image.

Phil spun them around and pushed Dan onto the bed, unbuckling his pants and pulling off his shirt. He dove down on top of Dan, moving his body up to meet Dan’s mouth, bringing the skirt up with him. Phil pulled Dan up, slipping of his shirt.

He flipped Dan’s skirt up to reveal Dan’s dick poking out of the lace. Phil palmed Dan while slipping his tongue into Dan’s mouth. All of Dan’s moans were capturing in Phil’s mouth and swallowed. Phil slowly moved down Dan’s body, leaving a trail of open mouth kisses. He stopped to lap at Dan’s nipples, to which Dan arched his back and let out a few moans.

Phil continued down, avoiding the place Dan needed him. Instead, he went along Dan’s hip and down to his thighs, spreading Dan’s legs. Dan lifted off the bed, so Phil could peel off his panties, tossing them somewhere in the room. Dan’s erection sprung up, leaving a bit of pre cum on his skirt.

Phil finally licked a bold stripe from Dan’s base to the tip, savoring the taste of his pre cum. Dan’s fingers laced into Phil’s hair once again, but the pleasure was too good to be gentle while pulling at the roots. Phil took Dan all in his mouth, sinking down to the lowest he could go. Dan was in pure ecstasy to say the least. Phil bobbed his head up and down, pumping what couldn’t fit with his hand.

Dan pushed Phil’s shoulders, signaling for him to stop. Before Phil could ask what was wrong, Dan flipped them over and was now working on removing Phil’s boxers.

“I’ve never done this before, so I’m sorry if I disappoint you,” Dan said, ogling at Phil’s size.

“It’s ok, pretty boy. You’ll do great,” Phil said, running his hand down Dan’s face.

Dan took a deep breath and tried to take as much as Phil as possible. He got about half way down when he gagged, pulling back up and looking at Phil, expecting to see regret or dissatisfaction on his face.

“It’s ok, Dan. Hallow your cheeks and breathe through your nose. You’re doing fantastic,” Phil encouraged.

Dan took another breath and leaned back down, following Phil’s instructions. He actually got farther down this time, beginning to slowly come back up and down. Phil gasped at how quickly Dan was learning. Dan found a steady pace and swirled his tongue around the head whenever he got high enough. Phil’s breathing quickened and his moans became more frequent, a sign to Dan that Phil was going to come soon. He pulled off, reluctantly to his and Phil’s liking, but he wanted Phil now.

“I want you to watch me,” Dan stated, leaning back on his heels.

Phil propped himself further up against the headboard. He reached into the bedside drawer and fished out a bottle of lube, tossing it to Dan. Dan popped the lid and smothered three fingers. He inserted one finger, throwing his head back as he worked himself.

Phil’s eyes were glued to him, and it took everything in him to not move. Dan pushed in a second finger, scissoring himself, and moaning louder. Beads of sweat were dripping down his face, eyes screwed shut.

He heard Phil’s panting and glanced at him. Phil had his hands behind his back, trying very hard to not touch himself or Dan. Dan finally pushed in the third finger, gasping at the fullness and hitting his prostate.

“Hmm ugh, Phil!” Dan moaned.

Phil couldn’t take it anymore. He pounced forward and replaced Dan’s fingers with his own, flipping them over. After a few pumps, he pulled his fingers out and circled Dan’s hole as he searched for a condom in the drawer. He slid the condom onto his length and leaned down, placing a kiss on Dan’s neck, making him squirm.

“Are you ready, kitten?” Phil asked, searching Dan’s eyes for any sign of hesitation.

“Yes. Please. Fuck me! Fuck me till I can’t walk! Please, Daddy!” Dan screamed.

Being called Daddy was like a drug that only Dan could administer.

“Call me that again,” Phil grunted.

“Daddy! Please fuck me! I need your cock inside me!”

Phil moaned as he pushed into Dan. Dan gripped Phil’s arms and threw his head back, a flow of moans and noises coming out of his mouth.

“Fuck, baby. Make Daddy feel so damn good,” Phil praised, earned a high-pitched moan from Dan.

Phil had a steady pace, but it wasn’t fast enough for Dan.

“Harder! Harder, Daddy!”

Phil looked into Dan’s eyes. They were darker than usual and full of lust, probably like Phil’s are. Phil thrusted in and out of Dan as fast as he could, hitting Dan’s prostate every time.

Moans were spewing out of both of their mouths. Phil buried his face in Dan’s neck, lightly kissing around, a larger contrast from what was happening farther down their bodies.

“D-Daddy! I’m gonna c-come!” Dan yelled, digging his nails into Phil’s biceps.

“Me too, kitten,” Phil gasped out, throwing his head back, but quickly lifting it back up. “Look at me when you come.”

Dan pried his eyes half way open, but being able to see Phil’s face. Phil reached down and pumped Dan’s cock, thrusting in and out at a quick pace. The headboard was slamming against the wall, most likely making a dent and chipping the paint, but Phil didn’t care.

“Daddy!” Dan moaned, coming on his chest and Phil’s hand.

Phil continued to push in and out of Dan, chasing his orgasm and riding Dan through his.

“F-Fuck, baby. Gonna come. Make Daddy feel so fucking good,” Phil gasped.

Phil burst into the condom and thrusted a few more times before coming down from his high. He pulled out of Dan and took off the condom, tying it and tossing it in the bin. Both boys layed there, catching their breaths. After a few minutes, Phil finally spoke.

“Wow. That was uhh...”

“Amazing,” Dan finished.

Phil rolled over to meet Dan’s warm, brown eyes.

“Yeah. Amazing,” Phil smiled, hair sticking to his forehead. “Do-Do you regret it?”

“Not for a second,” Dan grinned, scooching closer to Phil.

He placed a kiss on Phil’s lips.

“Look, I know that you’re really religious. I’m sorry if this made you uncomfortable and you never want to talk again. But I had a great time, nonetheless,” Phil said.

“Like you said. God wants us to be happy. And I’m happy right here. I had a great time too. I’d like to do it again sometime maybe?” Dan asked, squinting one eye closed, waiting for a response.

“I’d love to do it again. Maybe as something more than acquaintances though?” Phil chuckled.

“Ha, yeah. I’d love that even more.”

Dan put his head on Phil’s chest and Phil wrapped his arm around Dan, pulling him closer. He kissed Dan on the top of his head, noticing he was already passed out.

Phil quietly reached over and grabbed a few tissues, wiping off Dan’s cum from his hand and Dan’s chest, then tossed it away.

Phil breathed a sigh of content, finally happy with Daniel Howell. His Daniel Howell.

[hjemne]

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[agust2]

Bruh can phil pleaseeee post that story without the caption cos that is the perfect cute phone wallpaper

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Boyfriends Matching Clothes <3

[strengthandstay]

Reblog if you support equal rights because I do 💕

[aestheticphan69]

Found this amazing edit, thought I’d share it with you all ✨💙

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My Predicament

So I’m not an artist. I can’t draw amazing pictures of people. So what I do is write. Dan and Phil in this case because it’s bothering me. I always feel like I’m gonna be THAT person that forces a potential relationship between Dan and Phil on everyone. I know that other people write fanfiction and smut like I do, but I can’t help but think that I’m just that one person who is “weird and disgusting”. Maybe I’m just overthinking this, but sometimes I just think I’m ruining stuff for people because I’m not an artist who can whip up a side profile picture of Dan Howell. I don’t know just thinking and I’ve been wanting to say that for a bit.

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On “Accident”

Hey guys, I hope you liked my first phan smut fic. Feel free to send in messages if ya want. I’ll try to get better at writing these. Also, this deleted like three times before I could actually post it, so sorry if it’s not that detailed and shitty. Let me know if you want me to do a more detailed version of this.

Genre: Smut

Warnings: top!phil, bottom!dan, voyeurism, oral and anal sex, all that jazz

Summary: Dan and Phil have been flat mates and best friends for years. Their friendship is borderline platonic, but they both refuse to make a move. Of course, as single, young, desperate boys, they have to take care of themselves. Dan just “accidentally” slips up one night.

Dan yawned and stretched his arms as American Horror Story: Cult finished playing. He shut his laptop and attempted to stand up, falling back down before finally succeeding.

“I’m gonna go to bed early tonight, Phil. I’m really tired and I don’t feel well,” Dan sniffled, with effect, Phil knew.

“Ok. Goodnight. I hope you feel better,” Phil smiled.

Dan grinned and shuffled out of the living room and down the hallway. Phil knew he wasn’t going to sleep. Dan always made up a shitty excuse when he needed to go get off, but Phil never let Dan know that he knew. Phil glanced at the clock and decided to finish editing in his room.

He sauntered into the hallway when he noticed a sliver of light shining in the walkway. Dan left his door open. Phil could hear the moans pouring out of the room, nothing new, except that they were louder. Phil was about to continue to his room when he heard his name.

“A-ah! Ph-phil! I’m close! Nnugh!” Dan moaned.

That caught Phil’s attention. Before Phil realized what he was doing, he was peering into Dan’s room. The sight he saw made him think he was in heaven. Dan was spread out on his bed, one hand moving up and down his dick. The other had three fingers pushing into Dan’s hole. Phil felt his erection growing in his sweatpants. His hands creeped down and into his boxers. ‘This is weird,’ Phil thought. Jerking off to his best friend in front of him without him knowing gave Phil a new feeling in his stomach. It was kind of weird and creepy and the most erotic thing he’s ever done all at one. Phil began rubbing himself along with Dan. He brushed his thumb against his slit and his head fell against the wall with a thud, eyes shutting.

Phil realized the sounds coming from in the room stopped. He opened his eyes and saw Dan looking straight at him. ‘No. He’s not looking at me,’ Phil tried to convince himself.

“I see you, Phil. Come in here,” Dan urged.

Phil’s very brought him into the room and next to Dan’s bed. Dan was still naked and Phil still had a raging boner.

“So you like watching me, huh? You like watching me pleasure myself while thinking about you? I know you think about me too. So come on, Phil. Fuck me,” Dan smirked.

With that, Phil ripped off his boxers and sweats and pounced on Dan. He reached for the lube and a condom and swiftly put them on. He leaned down and captured Dan’s lips, slipping his tongue into his mouth. They both moaned at the sensation of finally being able to taste each other. Phil pulled away and looked down at Dan.

“Are you sure about this?” Phil asked.

“Yes. Yes, Phil. Please fuck me,” Dan begged.

Phil made a noise that could be described as animalistic and pushed into Dan. Phil was all the way in when they both moaned. Dan nodded and Phil began thrusting in to Dan.

“Faster! Harder!” Dan screamed.

Phil pulled all the way out before slamming back in to Dan, making the moan in pleasure. The headboard was probably making a dent in the wall from how hard and fast Phil was pushing in to Dan. Dan’s hands searched Phil’s back for something to hold on to before settling on Phil’s biceps after leaving scratch marks everywhere.

“Phil! I’m so close!” Dan whimpered, barely holding himself together.

“Me too. You feel so amazing around me,” Phil praised. “Come with me.”

A few more thrusts later, Phil was spilling into the condom and Dan was coming all over his chest and Phil’s. Phil pulled out and removed the condom before tying it and tossing it into the bin. He fell next to Dan, both of them still panting.

“That was fantastic,” Dan commented.

“Yes, it was, but how is this going to change us?” Phil asked, turning to face Dan.

“I don’t know. But I do know that I want to do that again,” Dan chuckled.

Phil pulled Dan close to him and pulled the blanket over them.

“I love you, Dan. I have for a long time. I meant to tell you a while ago, but I didn’t have the right chance”, Phil confessed.

“I love you too, Phil. And I love us being best friends, but I’ve wanted you for so long. I couldn’t figure out how to tell you that.”

“Well, I guess we just solved both of our problems,” Phil grinned.

Dan leaned forward and kissed Phil lightly. Dan curled into Phil and fell asleep on his shoulder. Phil smiled down at the sleeping boy and closed his eyes, falling asleep contently with the love of his life.

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Behind the Tattoos and Flowers

Guys this is my first smutty phan fic so please feel free to criticize me or submit requests. I don’t really know how to do this, so sorry if the format is kinda off. Also, this has a plot, but it’s pretty shitty, but bear with me, I’m trying.

Genre: Smut

Warnings: punk!Phil, pastel!Dan, top!Dan, bottom!Phil, anal sex, blowjob, all that jazz

Summary: punk!Phil and pastel!Dan are the most popular couple at the school, for being the cutest and most obscure. Phil is covered in dark tattoos and is always dressed in black and leather. Dan has soft, curly, brown hair adorned with a colorful flower crown and dressed in light colored sweaters and his favorite lavender Converse. What everyone doesn’t know, is that they are completely different behind closed doors.

All eyes looked at the couple as they walked into school, holding hands and glancing at each other with so much love even the coldest of people would melt. They reached Dan’s locker and he opened it and pulled out his first period books. Phil leaned against the lockers next to Dan’s and talked to Dan about happy nonsense they always babbled on about. The first period bell rang and they leaned in for a kiss before parting ways to their class.

The first four periods went by in a breeze. Dan was waiting by Phil’s locker for him to arrive and walk to lunch together. Unfortunately, Dan’s least favorite person sauntered up to him.

“What do you want, Alex?” Dan spat at the captain of the football team.

“Ooh, Princess has an attitude today”, Alex smirked.

Dan noticed Phil marching over to them. He quickly pushed off the lockers and met Phil before anything else could happen. Of course, Phil insisted on giving Alex a piece of his mind, but Dan caressed Phil’s hand to calm him down and started walking to the cafeteria.

As they sat down, Alex swiped Dan’s flower crown off his head and “accidentally” poured his food tray all over Dan’s light blue sweater and white jeans. Dan looked to Phil to hold him down, but he was already up and lunging towards Alex. Phil landed on top of him and started punching down, leaving cuts and bruises on Alex’s face. Dan finally pulled Phil off of him and dragged him to his car.

Dan started driving home without saying a word to Phil. About half way through the ride, Phil broke down in tears and hiccups. Dan pulled over and turned off the car. After taking off his sweater, he pulled Phil into his lap and wrapped his arms around the sobbing boy.

What people didn’t know, is that the boy with tattoos, piercings, black hair, and dark clothing is actually very sensitive and light. His room is painted seafoam green and he likes to wear light colors, maybe even a bit of makeup sometimes. Both he and Dan don’t know why they don’t just be themselves and dress how they want, but neither of them want to be bullied for the sudden change of appearance and actions. It’s quite pathetic, but makes sense if you think about it.

After Phil calmed down, Dan nudged him back to his seat and continued home without a word.

Once they arrived at Dan’s house, they made their way up the stairs to Dan’s room. Dan opened the door and Phil plopped down on Dan’s black and white bedsheets and glanced around the room. The walls were a dark gray. Well, they would be if there weren’t so many rock band posters everywhere. There was a small corner that was painted light pink, a drastic contrast to the rest of the room. In the patch of color was pictures of Dan and Phil and their favorite memories together. Phil’s mind jumped out of thought when Dan layed down next to Phil.

“Why do we keep doing this?” Dan sighed.

“Doing what?” Phil asked.

“Pretending to be who we’re not. We’re so concerned with keeping our reputations that we’re going as far as not standing up for ourselves just to keep the act up.”

Dan turned on his side to face Phil. Dried tears were stained on Phil’s cheeks until Dan wiped them off with his thumb.

“I love you the way you are. If people can’t handle that, then fuck them. I don’t want you to beat someone up for me just to keep up the bad boy punk charade,” Dan stated.

“But I’m scared, Dan,” Phil said, turning to face him. “It’s a big change. I mean, I know we act different when it’s just us, but I don’t want to deal with people’s reactions.”

“I know, but I hate seeing you cry like that. You’re just not that person to go around beating people up to defend his boyfriend. Let’s just ease into it. I’m sick of us hiding who we are.”

“Daniel Howell. I love you,” Phil whispered, leaning in and meeting Dan’s lips.

A simple kiss led to Dan and Phil both naked on the bed. Dan was on top, grinding down onto Phil. Moans erupted from their mouths, hands begging for more to touch. Phil flipped them so he was on top. He slowly started kissing down Dan’s neck and chest, getting closer to Dan’s dick. His hands held Dan’s hips down to prevent movement.

“Please, Phil. Blow me already,” Dan demanded, hands shooting down to grip Phil’s hair.

Phil wrapped his lips around Dan and sunk down around his cock. Dan’s moans filled the room and bounced back as if they were echoing. Phil glanced up to see Dan’s face scrunched up and his eyes shut, clearly enjoying what Phil was doing.

This wasn’t their first time, but they still enjoyed seeing each other’s expressions just as much, if not more, than being pleasured themselves.

Phil bobbed his head up and down. Fingers raked through his hair and lightly pushed down, silently asking for more. Minutes passed before Dan pushed Phil off of him and on his back.

“I need to be in you, love. I can’t wait anymore”, Dan panted.

He reached for the lube inside the bedside table drawer. Once he found it, he put a generous amount on his fingers and brought them to Phil’s hole. He put his right hand by Phil’s head as his left pointer finger pressed into the dark haired boy. Phil moaned and nodded, begging for more. Dan entered another finger, and another as Phil began grinding down on his fingers. Moans were escaping Phil’s mouth like a river when he felt the familiar feeling in his stomach.

“Dan. Please. Fuck me already”, he begged.

“As you wish, princess.”

Dan put on a condom and applied another glob of lube to his hand before gliding it on his dick, moaning at the warmth of it. He leaned down and placed his elbows on the sides of Phil before pushing in enough to let Phil adjust. He nodded and Dan pushed all the way in, both of them moaning as he bottomed out.

“Move, Dan. Please. Fuck me so hard I can’t walk.”

Dan took that as a challenge and began pounding in to Phil. The headboard slammed against the wall as Dan’s speed increased. They were both moaning profanities and praises as they edged to their climaxes.

“Oh my god! Fuck, you feel so good, baby. So so good. I love you so much,” Dan moaned.

“A-ah, Dan! I’m close, I’m close!” Phil warned.

Phil’s nails were creating crescent shapes in Dan’s skin, but he knew he didn’t mind. Dan loved being marked up by Phil, knowing that he is all his. Phil loved being marked up by Dan too. They had to be careful about placement since Phil was supposed to be the “top” in the relationship, but since they’re going to start to be themselves, Dan can mark him wherever he wants and everyone will know who belongs to Dan Howell.

Dan thrusted into Phil as Phil clenched around him, telling him that he’s about to come.

“Dan, I-I’m gonna c-come,” Phil whimpered.

“Come for me, babe. Show me how good I make you feel. God, you’re so amazing.”

With that, Phil came on his chest and Dan. Dan continued slamming into Phil, chasing his own orgasm and bringing Phil through his. Dan suddenly came into the condom and slowed down his thrusts. After a few seconds, he pulled out of Phil, took the condom off, and tossed it into the bin on the floor. He grabbed a tissue and cleaned Phil, not wanting to wake up to a sticky mess. He collapsed next to Phil and pulled him in.

“You’re perfect,” Dan praised.

“I love you,” Phil panted, still regaining his breath. “In pastel clothes or not.”

“I love you too,” Dan mumbled, drifting off into sleep.

Phil smiled at his boyfriend and closed his eyes, falling asleep on Dan’s chest.

Eeee sorry that sucked. I’ll probably write more that’ll hopefully be better.

[themostfuniveverhad]

THIS IS MY FAVOURITE THING ON THE FACE OF THIS PLANET

[bisexual-dodie-yellow-deactivat]

I love this because you can just see the domesticity of them… Phil just chilling on Dan’s bed while Dan makes weird ass sounds. Just what they do together and how comfortable they are just chilling and it makes me so happy. and I want to cry

[furtherthanphan]

I’ve layed eyes on the most domestic video to exist.. I’m now set up to have a good day

[pseudophan]

trying to live my truth

[dansleftthigh]

there is nothing about the cheese costume that requires you to take off your shirt but they keep DOING IT why

[itsmemothmom]

Dan: Can you just have heart-eyes the entire game?

Me:…i don’t know dan…

I just…

don’t….

know…