c h u b b y ! d a n
*warning; sexual harassment related themes*
+ Dan’s been acting strange all day, but still insists he’s fine and everything’s normal.
+ He keeps staring off into space and Phil has to wave his hand in front of his face several times to get his attention. Finally Phil just slams him against the wall, pinning him there by his wrists.
+ “Dan, what’s going on with you?” He asks, figuring that must have gotten his boyfriend’s attention. Dan sighs, blushing.
+ “You know how I’ve been getting a bit… chubbier?” He asks. Phil nods. He’s more than aware; Dan’s stomach and thighs have been getting more cuddly and he loves it.
+ “Yes…?” He asks, narrowing his eyes. “Do you not like it? Because I’ve told you, your body is-”
+ “No, no, it’s not that,” Dan interrupts him, searching Phil’s eyes and chewing on his lip. “I’ve been getting these… comments.”
+ “Are people being rude? I swear I’ll-”
+ “No, Phil. Most of them aren’t mean… they’re…” Dan trails off, his gaze falling too his feet. “Just let me show you.”
+ Phil lets Dan lead him to his room, sitting on the bed as Dan leans over the desk, opening his laptop.
+ “They’re a bit…” he pauses, his face tinting pink. “Dirty,” he mumbles.
+ “Excuse me?” Phil stands up, moving to the desk to look at his screen, and Dan steps aside.
+ The first thing he sees is a comment saying, “fuck i wanna eat him out. i want my head between those chubby thighs, damn” and a bunch of people agreeing.
+ Phil’s seething. He crosses his arms, facing his boyfriend, who’s blushing and avoiding his gaze.
+ “Read them.”
+ Dan stares at him. “What?”
+ “I said, read them.” Phil raised an eyebrow. “Read them to me.”
+ Dan slowly approached the computer, watching Phil nervously as his eyes scanned the words.
+ “I-I want to…” he stuttered, licking his lips and glancing at Phil. Phil nodded for him to continue. “I want to go down on him s-so bad… and k-kiss him all over… he looks so much better with a little bit of fat…”
+ Phil silently dropped to his knees in front of Dan. “Keep going,” he muttered, tugging at his zipper.
+ “He’s so fucking sexy now, I’m so jealous of his boyfriend. I’d love to f-fuck him until he screamed…” Dan read, biting his lip, and Phil scowled, tugging down his zipper roughly.
+ “I w-would leave marks all over those pale thighs, m-make him look so pretty, all covered with my…” Dan flinched. “…my cum…”
+ “Block whoever said that one,” Phil growled, tugging Dan’s jeans down his hips and mouthing him through his boxers.
+ Dan gasped sharply, squirming automatically, but Phil grabbed his thigh tightly and held him still.
+ “Keep reading, princess.”
+ “I…” Dan started, his breath hitching. “Phil, I can’t-”
+ “Keep reading,” Phil repeated, digging his nails into Dan’s soft skin, his voice a sort of low sickly sweet growl that had Dan shivering.
+ “Yes s-sir,” Dan mumbled, moaning softly as Phil pulled his boxers down, licking a long stripe up his thigh. “I d-don’t even know who he is, but I… if I met him in a bar I would take him home, no doubt.”
+ Dan paused to whimper as Phil nipped at the sensitive place on his inner thigh, and god he was so close to the place Dan wanted him to be.
+ “I’d fucking tie that slut down and-”
+ Phil had heard enough; he pushed Dan back on his bed, moving his legs so they were wrapped around his head. He bit at Dan’s sensitive skin gently, humming when Dan moaned from above him, reaching down to tangle his fingers in Phil’s hair.
+ Dan arched his back, whining as Phil took all of him to the back of his throat, bobbing his head expertly. He knew Dan this way, only him. Only he knew all the ways to get him screaming so loud the neighbors could hear.
+ “Mine,” Phil whispered, digging his nails into a particularly chubby part of Dan’s thigh, brushing his fingertips up his stomach. “My pretty chubby baby, all mine.”
+ Dan nodded, whimpering and trying to keep himself from thrusting into Phil’s mouth. “Yes, daddy. Please- all yours.”
+ And right then, they both knew it. No one else even stood a chance.