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When Dan woke up he knew this was going to be a fun day. It had nothing special about it, really, he just… had a divine calling or something like that, an unique idea that came to him in a dream. He’d woken up before Phil and went to the kitchen to brew their morning coffee, his head spinning with mischievous thoughts: this was going to be where his plan began.
He was pleased with himself as he set the drinks, complete with a latte art of a wobbly dick on each, on the kitchen table and went back to their room to wake up Phil, who was sleeping soundly. The thing is, he wasn’t going to do it like he does every morning, with gentle kisses and head rubs, no. Instead, Dan started poking Phil’s cheek, staring at his face while repeating his name quietly. It was not enough to piss his partner off, only to be mildly inconvenient, and that was exactly what he was looking for.
— Phil. Philll, you gotta get up, coffee’s gonna get cold. Phil.
The blonde groaned, his brows furrowed as he protested.
— Do you hate meeee?
— No! I made you coffee, let’s go. — Dan exclaimed with a huge smile on his face.
Slowly, Phil got up the bed and accompanied Dan to the kitchen. He drank a sip of his coffee, opened one of the cupboards and grabbed his favorite cereal, pouring it on a bowl he grabbed from another cupboard that he left open. He took the oat milk from the fridge and poured it in just the right amount, but when he turned around to put the milk away, Dan snatched the bowl from where he left it and started eating it with his own spoon.
— Thanks for the cereal, Philly, you’re the best boyfriend ever.
Phil stood there, mouth agape watching as Dan happily ate the flakes he got for himself. What the fuck had gotten into Dan? Confused, he prepared himself another bowl, side eyeing his partner, who sat there eating and giggling to weird instagram reels.
— Let’s go watch something. — Said Phil, inviting Dan to come with him to the living room, holding his breakfast in his hands.
They sat together on the couch and when Phil opened his mouth to ask Dan what they could watch together, the younger grabbed the remote and quickly opened youtube.
— There is this new video essay about roller coasters that I’ve been dying to watch, it's about that… — And Phil stopped paying attention to what was being said, observing how Dan just started yapping like usual, but in such an odd way. He didn’t even ask him if it was okay to put on the video about his hyperfixation like he usually did. Was he trying to be purposefully annoying? No, right? He couldn’t, why would he?
The minutes passed as they ate together and Dan kept pausing the video to eagerly explain the mechanics and thrills of the different rollercoasters mentioned. He was cute when he got excited, Phil had to give him that, but it didn’t prevent him from being just a tiny bit irritating. Phil wasn’t going to admit to that, though, he was a good partner and a good listener, he was going to engage in Dan’s nerdy interests. So he sat there, shoving the annoyance down inside him and putting a smile on his face as his boyfriend talked and talked about amusement rides.
When the video ended, Phil thought the yapping would too, but as soon he opened up his phone to doomscroll through tik tok, he felt taps on his shoulder, demanding his attention.
— Phil, do we have anything to record today?
— No, actually, only tomorrow. Today we’re posting that tik tok we recorded last week.
— Oooooh, the pussy up the wall one, right?
— Yeah.
The blonde thought the conversation was over and he opened his phone again to watch his silly little videos, until Dan’s voice was directed at him again.
— Phil. — he called from the other side of the couch where he was now sitting.
— Yeah?
— What caption are you putting on the tik tok? That we’re posting today.
— What? I don’t know, Emilia will handle that.
— Oh, okay. — Dan turned his attention to his phone, leaving Phil confused once more with how weird he was acting.
And once again, as soon as Phil opened his tik tok, Dan called his name. Okay, so Phil might be getting just a tiny little bit pissed.
— What, Dan?
One second passed in complete silence.
— Oh, nevermind, I forgot. — Dan said innocently, going back again to his phone, smirking to himself when he heard Phil huff quietly, knowing an eyeroll accompanied it. He was getting close to what he wanted.
— Okay. — Phil said standing up from the sofa, giving up having his scrolling time. — I’m gonna resume doing our taxes. — He turned away from Dan and started walking towards their office.
— Wait! — Dan called. — Let me come with you, I can help.
— Dan, you know I have to focus.
— I know, I won’t get in the way, I promise. — Phil still held a gaze of doubt towards Dan. — Look, I’ll make a ribena for you, you go ahead and I’ll meet you there, please?
Phil could never say no to Dan’s puppy eyes, could he?
— Okay. — He said, pressing a quick peck to Dan’s lips and turning to move up the stairs.
Dan quietly laughed with himself while mixing Phil’s glass of ribena, thinking of what he was about to do, ‘Oh this is going to be good’.
*
When he got inside, Phil was already on the computer. He had his glasses on, his hair was messy and he was chewing a pencil, clearly focusing on the excel sheet on the screen. Holy shit, Dan had never seen a hotter man before in his life.
— Hey. — The younger said, announcing his presence in the room and walking towards the empty chair next to Phil. — Here, your drink.
— Thanks, Babe. — Phil took the beverage with a smile, taking a sip and setting it on the table in a place where he couldn’t accidentally bump on it and spill it all over the desk (he wouldn’t make that mistake again).
He went back to looking at multiple documents, typing on various cells on his sheet and opening several tabs on his google chrome. He seemed to be in a nice flow of thought, focused, getting the task at hand done. It would be a shame if something disrupted it, right? Right?
— Phil — Dan spoke to him. — Where did this number come from? — He asked, pointing to one of the little boxes on the computer screen.
— Dan. — Phil spoke bluntly.
— What? — Dan replied, his voice so soft, obviously he had no ill intent, Phil thought.
— Nothing. — The older man sighed. — It’s from the Patreon subscriptions. — He answered, trying his best to put on a kind smile and not be rude to his boyfriend.
— Oh, okay, okay. — Dan went silent again, resting his face on his hand and admiring how Phil worked.
He wasn’t silent for long though. About five minutes later he spoke again.
— Fuck, evading taxes would be easier. D’you think the HMRC would hunt us down and, like, kill us? — Dan heard Phil sigh once again.
— Dan, please, I need to focus. Also, yes, they would.
— Okay, sorry, that just looks so hard… thank God, no, thank me, that I have you, because I wouldn’t be able to do that alone. — Phil huffed out a laugh and went back to trying to concentrate on the numbers on the screen after taking another sip of his ribena.
Only two minutes passed now until Dan disrupted Phil’s train of thought again.
— How do you do that? You’re gay, you shouldn’t know math.
— Calculator, Dan, there is a calculator. — Phil responded, getting more impatient. — Please let me focus.
— Okay sorry, sorry… — 10 seconds of silence — it's just that~
— Okay. Dan, I say this with all of the love in my heart, but you have to shut up. If you keep talking I won’t be able to get this done. If you can’t stay quiet, maybe you should go to another room. — He was cautious to not be rude, but his tone was firm, leaving no room for argument. The only thing on Dan’s mind was how hot he was and how much this turned him on.
— Sorry, — he pressed a kiss to Phil’s temple — I’ll let you concentrate. — He then got up and went out of the room, this was the final stage of his master plan, there was no way he wasn’t going to get what he wanted, taxes be damned.
Precisely 8 minutes after he left the room, Dan returned to Phil’s company, sitting on the small chair behind him, alongside the Pheal, carrying his nintendo switch and not saying a word.
Phil paused his work for one second, once again wondering what Dan was doing and why he was so clingy that day, but quickly returned to it, thinking he wouldn’t be disrupted by his partner silently playing a game behind him. That was until Dan pressed play on his Mario game and all types of noises started to come out of the device.
Phil tried to not be bothered, he really did, but he was only a guy and he’d been trying to keep his cool all day long.
— Dan. — He said seriously, not even moving, a warning.
— I’m not saying anything, love, you can do your taxes. — Dan responded, his tone still innocent, but his mouth shaped in a mischievous smile, knowing that what he’d been desiring all day would be coming any moment now.
After about one minute in silence, well, except for the switch’s noises, Phil stood up, clearly pissed and stared into Dan’s eyes, which reflected the large smile on his lips.
— Alright, enough of that. — His tone sent shivers through Dan’s body, making his expression and posture change immediately. He clumsily and quickly turned off his console, without even saving his gaming progress (that wasn’t important now), at the same time that he set up straight and looked up at Phil with his big pleading brown eyes, his mouth hanging open in a silent gasp.
And just like that, Phil knew what was up. He already had his suspicions, of course, but now he knew.
He walked slowly towards Dan, getting close to him and looking down in a way that Dan felt completely exposed, even though he was entirely clothed. He took the younger’s face in his hand roughly, but not in a way that could hurt him.
— You’re not so brave now, are you? — Phil spoke, his eyes were dark, pupils blown wide with anger and want. Dan could not reply, he had been seeking this all day long and now that he had it it took no time for him to get under Phil’s spell, his dominance.
Phil gave his face a light but sharp slap, evoking a low moan from Dan’s lips.
— Where’s all that confidence you had just a moment ago? Give me a colour.
— Green. — Dan responded breathily, building himself up to respond to the other part of his partner’s question. — It just seems like I successfully got a rise out of you… it was quite easy, actually. — His expression was now defiant, his dimples more visible with his smug grin. That only earned him another slap, harder now, on the other side of his face.
— I see how it is. Let's see if you can keep that up for long. — Phil said as he brought his hand to the back of Dan’s head, wrapping his fingers on the curls of his mullet and firmly yanking it, making the younger stand up from the chair as he brought lips together in a hungry kiss. It was rough, filthy, filled with lust, it felt impossible to break it even when they were breathless. Their hands were grabbing the other’s body and the kiss they shared became sloppier each second that passed.
They stumbled across the office until Dan was pressed against the wall. Phil, with one hand, held his wrists together behind his back, while he cupped the younger’s bulge and lowered his kisses down his neck, biting and sucking it to a point that was almost painful, just almost. The touch ignited something in Dan, who moaned uncontrollably at the sensations and the thought of the marks that would remain there, purple and blue, after this was over.
— What is it that you want so bad that you had to act like a little bitch all day, hm? — Phil said in Dan’s ear, his voice was low, raspy with desire. He firmly held Dan’s waist and rolled their hips together, pressing their erections against one another and earning a loud moan from his partner. — Tell me with details, or else you won't get it.
— Fuck… I want you to take control, do whatever you want to me, use me, my mouth, my cock, whatever you want. — Phil started a steady rhythm of movement of his hips, putting pressure on both their dicks. — Please. I want to fuck you, to make you cum, to be your toy, God, Phil.
Phil smiled and backed off, leaving Dan on the wall and observing the panting mess he was, trying to keep himself up, but knowing that his legs were failing. It didn’t matter how tall Dan was, at that moment he was small, inferior, and that turned him on so badly.
— Get on your knees. — Phil commanded and Dan complied immediately, making him chuckle at the man’s eagerness — Good. I’m gonna fuck your mouth, is that okay?
Dan nodded desperately, but Phil only walked forward and slapped him once more in the face.
— Is that okay, Dan? — He asked again, his words harsher than they were before.
— Yes, please. — Dan replied, his tone quiet and breathy.
That was enough for Phil, he pushed down his pants and grabbed Dan’s hair firmly.
— Keep your hands behind your back and open up for me, bub. — He instructed, and Dan did exactly that. He opened his mouth as wide as he could and stuck his tongue out, relaxing his jaw and preparing it for the beautiful cock in front of him, he was already salivating in anticipation.
Phil gave his cock a couple of lazy strokes, admiring how the sight of it affected Dan, before finally inserting it slowly in his mouth, only the tip at first, letting himself feel its warmth. He moaned as he started working a rhythm, still pacing himself in order to not hurt Dan, but going deeper with each thrust until he bottomed out and felt Dan’s nose against his pubes.
He gave him some time to adjust, before gradually increasing the speed of his movements until he was roughly fucking Dan’s mouth, who was now drooling with spit and feeling tears roll down the sides of his face while he let himself be used and watched Phil’s expression attentively when he could keep his eyes open.
— So good… fuck, such a good slut for me. — Phil said in between moans, the praise sending waves through Dan, whose cock was tight in his clothes and starting to hurt.
That went on for minutes, until Phil felt himself getting close to the edge, and he didn’t want this to end so soon, so he slowed himself down and pulled out, observing Dan’s swollen red lips and his fucked out expression.
— You look so beautiful when you’re like that for me… — Phil said, cupping Dan’s face in his hand. — Do you want to fuck me?
— Yes, please, can I? — Dan desperately stated, looking deeply into the blonde’s eyes.
— Bedroom. You’re gonna open me up like a good boy and fuck me until I come on your cock, okay? — The younger man nodded and got up on his feet, taking the hand Phil extended to him and using it as leverage to steady himself after spending a long time on his knees.
Quickly they moved to their bedroom, removing their clothes as soon as they got inside and tangling their limbs in with each other’s on the bed, kissing deeply and letting themselves feel the other one’s body. Dan grabbed the lube they’d left on the nightstand and went down on the bed, bringing Phil’s ass to his face.
He didn’t tease for long, he opened Phil’s ass and squeezed it with his hands and placed light kisses on his boyfriend’s hole, getting drunk in the moans that came from his lips. In no time, the kisses turned into licks and sucking, and then he was fully eating Phil’s ass as if it was his last meal on death row. He pressed his tongue inside his boyfriend as deeply as he could, enjoying the way the muscles on his rim relaxed under his care. He took the lube he’d grabbed before and coated two of his fingers in it, pressing one at a time alongside his tongue and slowly opening Phil up just how he knew he liked it.
When his mouth left Phil’s rim he already had three fingers inside fucking him gently as he trailed kisses up the older’s back. Phil was moaning loudly before stopping Dan’s movements with his hand and telling him that he was ready. He turned around, laying on his back and pulling Dan in for a deep kiss. He lifted his legs and positioned Dan between them, who lubed up his dick and lined it with Phil’s hole. Dan broke the kiss, breathless, and with his forehead pressed against Phil’s, he asked:
— Can I? — His voice was trembling, pleading.
— Yes, slowly… — Phil responded, just as breathless. — You can’t come until I say so. Now fuck me like a good boy.
And with that, Dan pushed inside, inch by inch, letting Phil get used to the feeling of his big cock in him, the stretch around his rim. When he bottomed out they both moaned loudly, Phil’s hole clenched around Dan’s erection, their connection was immaculate.
Their lips united again while Dan picked up his pace and started fucking Phil consistently, increasing the speed as he got lost in his and his partner’s pleasure.
— Is this the best you can do? — Phil teased. — Fuck me harder, slut.
Dan groaned at that, he gripped Phil’s hip and shoulder tightly and used them as leverage to fuck phil deeper, rougher. He hit his prostate with every thrust, earning loud moans from his partner that filled the room alongside his own. Phil held him tightly, scratching his nails on Dan’s newly toned back, the light pain making the younger only madder with lust and pleasure, overwhelmed with the sensations Phil’s body provided him.
— Fuck… Phil, I’m close.
— No. You can’t come yet, only after me. God, keep going. — Phil ordered, knowing he had complete control over his partner. Dan took the hand that was on Phil’s hip and used it to stroke the man’s leaking cock, making his whole body shudder.
— Dan! Keep going, I’m gonna~ fuck, I’m gonna cum, ah! — And at that moment, Phil’s cock spurt streams of cum across both men’s chests. He was trembling underneath Dan, tightening his legs around his torso and clenching his hole around the large dick, that kept fucking him through the waves of his orgasm. Dan whimpered on top of Phil, holding himself from crossing the line to his climax, waiting for permission to feel his release.
— Please, Phil, I need to, let me cum. — He nearly cried from the pleasure and the strength it took him to prevent himself from cumming.
— Beg me. — Phil replied, his voice rough, shaken from his orgasm and the overstimulation he felt as Dan continued to pound inside him.
— Please, Phil, I need to, I’ve been good, I made you cum, please… — a few tears rolled down his face as he urged Phil to allow him his incredibly desired release — I can’t hold it for much longer, please, Phil~
— Cum for me, slut. — Phil commanded and Dan immediately did so, with a loud groan while fucking Phil hard and deep, filling him up with his cum.
When he was done, he collapsed on top of his boyfriend, holding him tightly and burying his face on his neck.
— Thank you. — the younger spoke quietly.
— You did so good. — Phil said gently, running his fingers through the hair on the back of Dan’s neck. — So good for me, such a good boy. — He pressed a kiss on the top of his partner’s head.
They embraced and laid there for God knows how many minutes, wrapped in one another with love and care that belonged to them only.
— Sorry for getting in the way of the taxes. — He apologised, but his voice revealed the light smile on his lips. Phil laughed and held him tightly.
— Meh, its okay. I hate doing them anyway. I’ll get back to it later. We should shower, though, we are disgusting.
— You’re never disgusting. — Dan lifted his face to look at Phil’s face, his dimples prominent on his cheeks. — But yes, we should. — Both men smiled as they sealed their lips together in a chaste and gentle kiss. — I love you.
— I love you too.