hey so i wasn’t going to post this cause i honestly think it’s shit and i’m really tired from travel and it’s way too angsty but here you go my dudes and dONT BE TOO HARSH IM ONLY SMOL
(i wanted to combine these two prompts but i might re do one or the other cause ye)
Dan jumped when he closed his locker; Phil was standing right behind it, leaning against the wall. Damn it. Dan could already feel a blush coming on.
“Hey princess,” he said, grinning cockily.
Dan flashed him a nervous grin, straightening his purple flower crown and turning on his heel.
This had been going on for months now, ever since Dan moved here. Phil seemed persistent on winning him over, for whatever reason. Dan didn’t get it. What had he done to make the scariest boy in school like him?
“Aw, c'mon Dan, don’t be like that,” Phil whined, chasing after him.
Dan couldn’t help but giggle, holding his sleeve to his mouth and walking quicker.
“Why do you never talk to me?” Phil asked, catching up to him and grabbing his shoulder gently. Dan’s breath caught in his throat when Phil tugged him around to face him.
“B-Because you’re s-scary,” Dan admitted, and Phil chuckled.
“I’m scary, am I?” He asked, stepping forward and backing Dan into the lockers.
Dan nodded, eyes wide.
“Well, would you give me a chance to fix it?” He asked softly, brushing a strand of hair out of Dan’s eyes.
Dan shrugged nervously, not sure what else to do. To be honest, Phil was hot, in a strange, dangerous way. Dan wouldn’t mind getting to know him better, as long as he didn’t get stabbed.
“C'mon baby boy,” he muttered, smirking and leaning so close that Dan could feel his breath against his neck. He shivered. “I promise I’ll be nice. Just one date.”
“I n-need to study…” Dan stuttered, finding it hard to speak with Phil practically pinning him against the lockers.
Phil chuckled. “Fine. It’ll be a study date.” Phil pulled back slightly to look at him, raising his eyebrows, his eyebrow bar raised with it. “Please? Just gimme a chance.”
Dan hesitated, his eyes studying Phil’s face. He looked sincere.
Honestly, he wanted to say yes. God, he would be a fool to not say yes. But he was scared. What if they started making out, and it led to… other things..? And then Phil would find out and surely he wouldn’t like him anymore, and Dan wasn’t quite ready to give that up.
“Fine,” he practically whispered, looking away.
“Really?” Phil asked eagerly, and then cleared his throat. “Sorry,” he said in a lower voice, and Dan giggled. That was pretty cute.
“Yeah,” Dan said, looking up and flashing Phil a smile before looking down again.
“Great.” Phil grinned. “My house, tomorrow afternoon..?”
“Cool.” Phil leaned forward, kissing Dan on the cheek quickly before he could react. “See you then, angel.”
Phil practically skipped off, the chains on his boots jingling and Dan giggled, holding his hand to his hot face where Phil had kissed him.
It was gonna be a long day.
“You look really cute,” Phil said for the thousandth time, tossing a stuffed bear in the air and catching it. “Have I said that?”
“Yeah, I think you have,” Dan answered, rolling his eyes and flipping through his text book. He felt more comfortable with him now after a while, less shy around him.
“Y'know when I offered a study date I didn’t think we’d actually be studying,” Phil grumbled, tossing the bear again. Dan snatched it out of his hands, placing it gently back between his pillows where it belonged.
“Yeah well, I really need to study. And quit assaulting my stuffies.”
Phil snorted, rolling on him stomach to look at Dan and raise his eyebrows.
“You call them stuffies?”
“Yeah!” Dan said, pouting defensively. “You don’t?”
Phil shook his head, his grin getting larger.
“That’s fucking adorable.”
Dan blushed, pulling a pillow over his face to hide it.
“No you,” Dan mumbled.
“Thanks, I’ve been practicing it all day.”
Phil laughed, grabbing a throw pillow and tossing it at him.
“Y'know, when you’re loosened up, you’re actually pretty chill.”
“Thanks for the complement.”
“You know I’m gonna fuck you, right?”
Dan froze, his eyes widening and he slowly peeked over the pillow. Phil was checking his phone, and he shut it off with a click, glancing up nonchalantly.
“W-Why do you say that?”
“Because it’s true.” Phil shrugged. “You’re going to be mine, we both know it.”
Dan didn’t answer, too shocked to think of words, heat coursing through his whole body.
Phil shifted, sitting up and moving closer to him.
“Something wrong?” He asked innocently, but Dan could see the smirk in the corner of his mouth.
“No,” Dan said quietly, chewing on his cheek. “M fine.”
“Hmm, I think you’re lying,” Phil muttered, leaning closer and placing a hand on Dan’s knee. “What’s wrong, babe,” he breathed, making sure Dan could feel it, making shivers run down his spine. “You seem a bit flustered. Maybe I can make it better..?”
“P-Phil…” Dan stuttered, eyes widening when Phil touched his face and made him look at him. Phil’s eyes flickered to his lips. Dan instinctively bit down on his bottom lip, letting Phil lean closer, lowering him back on the bed.
“Yes..?” He breathed.
“I…” Dan trailed off, because Phil was climbing on top of him, hands on either side of Dan’s head.
Their noses brushed, and Phil smiled, which lightened the mood and Dan could feel himself relaxing a bit. He gripped Phil’s shoulders, running his fingers down his arms and over his biceps.
“Jesus, Dan,” Phil muttered breathlessly. “Can I kiss you..?”
Dan didn’t answer, just slid his arms around Phil’s neck and and pulling him down until their lips were touching, and he was kissing him open mouthed.
It was soft at first, Phil was a lot gentler than he had expected, kissing him softly and cautiously, in case Dan was uncomfortable. His tongue explored Dan’s mouth, and Dan tangled his fingers in Phil’s hair, pulling his closer.
Phil brushed his fingertips over Dan’s sides and over his hip, touching him gently and carefully like he was breakable. It was when he tugged gently at Dan’s pink jumper when Dan fully realized what was happening.
He pulled back, gasping for breath and pushing Phil away gently.
“What? What’s wrong?” Phil’s eyes widened in surprise and worry. “Shit, did I hurt you?”
“No, no, I just…” Dan ran his fingers through his hair. “You can’t… I can’t…” Dan pressed his fingers to his temple.
“Hey,” Phil said gently, touching his shoulder. “We don’t have to do anything if it makes you uncomfortable. We’ll just… study. Or watch a movie or something. It’s fine, love.”
Dan looked up, meeting his eyes and biting his swollen lip nervously.
“Promise you won’t leave,” Dan muttered before he could stop himself. He flinched.
“Of course,” Phil answered, frowning.
At that Dan grabbed his hand, pulling him forward again and kissing him deeply. If he was gonna run away, he wanted to get the most out of it while he could.
Dan guided Phil’s hand under his shirt slowly, letting it brush his skin while he kissed him. When it got to his chest, he stopped.
Phil froze, pulling back just slightly to frown, running his fingers over the fabric. Dan watched through worried eyes as Phil gently touched his chest.
“Dan..?” Phil mumbled questioningly, pushing his jumper up his stomach.
Dan didn’t speak as Phil tugged at the fabric, pulling it over his head. He pushed himself up on the bed, looking down at him.
“M sorry,” Dan mumbled, covering his face with his hands. “Shit, I’m sorry, I-”
Dan quieted as Phil leaned down, kissing the dip in his throat, right above the top of his binder.
Phil moved up to Dan’s neck, sucking right under Dan’s ear and making him whimper.
“This changes literally nothing,” Phil said finally, and Dan let out a breath of relief.
“Oh thank god, I-”
“Can I… take this… off..?” He asked, running his fingertips over the hem of the binder.
Dan hesitated, biting his lip.
“Y-Yeah, alright,” he said finally, sitting up and helping Phil get it off.
He lay back down when it was off, now completely topless, his skin burning where he could feel Phil looking. Which was everywhere.
Phil smiled, biting his collarbone gently and moving down his chest, between his breasts.
“Hey,” he breathed. “Just a fun fact; I’m very gay.”
Dan laughed, running his fingers through Phil’s hair.
“Thanks. I’m glad you’re comfortable enough to tell me that.”
Phil rolled his eyes, taking one of Dan’s nipples into his mouth and sucking, making Dan gasp and tug on his hair slightly.
“Phil…” he moaned, tugging at the bottom of Phil’s black t-shirt. Phil sat up, tugging it over his head and tossing it away. Dan ran his fingertips over Phil’s muscles for a moment, before pulling him back on top of him so their skin was touching.
Phil went back to working on his neck, rougher now, leaving hickeys and bite marks all along his collar. Dan moaned loudly, moving his head to give Phil more access.
“Jesus, Phil, just fuck me already,” Dan gasped, gripping his shoulders.
“Yeah?” Phil asked, pulling back slightly and letting their lips brush. “You sure you’re-”
“Yes, yeah, I’m comfortable with it, please.”
Phil nodded, getting up and digging through the pockets of his jeans, pulling out a condom and lube. Dan raised his eyebrows, grinning.
“Came prepared,” he chuckled, grinning with half of his mouth.
He quickly discarded his jeans, tugging at Dan’s.
“Yes, please Phil.”
Soon they were off, and Phil got rid of his own boxers as well. Dan quickly wrapped his hand around his shaft, licking a long strip up the side, making Phil moan and grip his hair.
“Are you sure you’re ..?”
“Yes, I’m… I’m okay. You can… take them off.”
With that confirmation Dan’s boxers were also removed, and tossed away. Phil gently spread his legs, kissing slowly up his inner thigh.
After a few minutes of prep, Dan was ready and frankly couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled Phil between his legs, wrapping them around his waist and edging him into Dan’s tight heat.
Phil groaned, pushing in slowly and kissing down Dans throat to distract him.
“Ph-Phil…” Dan moaned, throwing his head back. “Fuck…” he whimpered, burying his face in Phil’s shoulder.
Slowly, Phil started to thrust, rolling his hips expertly and making Dan whine and claw at his back.
“Fuck-! Please, harder, fuck Phil.”
Phil let out a breathy laugh, speeding up his pace and snapping his hips harder into Dan. Dan let the most angelic noise Phil had ever heard rip from his throat, gripping Phil’s shoulders and pushing himself back on Phil’s cock.
Phil bit down on his earlobe, tugging gently while he fucked into him at a quick pace. Dan cried out.
“Phil, fuck, i’m gonna cum if you keep… doing that…”
Phil grinned, kissing his neck and rolling his hips to get as deep as possible.
Dan buried his face in Phil’s shoulder, moaning loudly and grinding back on him, coming and gripping him tightly. In a few more thrusts Phil finished too, moaning Dan’s name and biting down on his throat.
Phil pulled out, rolling off of him and intertwining their fingers. Dan grinned.
“That was a fun study date,” he muttered. Phil nodded.
“We should do it again sometime.”