Dan and Phil Phanfiction

Awkward Silence

Warning: More detailed smut

Phil's POV

We laid on the bed, breathing heavily. I looked over at Dan. He was already looking at me. We were still naked. The covers of the bad were stained. I smiled.
Dan smiled back. "That was amazing!" He booped my nose and I rolled my eyes. "You're kind of ruining the sexy mood." I retorted. Dan just chuckled lightly and kissed my cheek.

Dan's POV

"We should probably get going!" Phil said, realizing that we had to meet Louis for dinner in about an hour. "Shit!" I cursed under my breath but Phil still heard me.
"You know I don't like you cursing!" he joked. I rolled my eyes again and replied, "It's not like you've never said a bad word."
"But I don't do it all the time!" Phil continued to tease me. "I think we need to teach you a bit of a lesson..." He reached over and stroked my thigh. "We don't have time!" I squeaked "Louis is expecting us in an hour. Plus we still have to get ready!" I didn't move, despite my effort to convince Phil that we really had to get going soon.
Phil only scooted closer causing me to tense up from the friction. I could feel myself growing between my legs. (I am cringing right now!) "Well.. a quick fuck won't hurt? Will it." The last sentence more of a statement. I looked up into his blue eyes and quickly gave in.
"Woah, woah, woah. Wait a second!" I said, realization flooding my voice. "You just swore!" Phil looked at me worth annoyance and took me in his arms. I instantly forgot about our conversation. Phil kissed me and moved down to my neck. He sucked and bit down. I moaned.
"Phil!" I finally managed to get out. He just nodded and worked his way down. It was good that we were still naked because we were in a rush so we couldn't really be slowed down. I felt his hand stroke my ----- (what do I say? dick? member? penus? Shaft? whatever... EGH)
I groaned loudly and thrust my hips forward, needing the friction. Phil moved from my abdomen down to my ----- . He placed his lips onto the skin and I but down hard on my lip. I was surprised how long I lasted. He swiped his tongue across it and took in every inch(there's a mental image for ya 😁). I felt myself starting to come. "Ph-ph-Phil" I screeched as I grabbed the bed sheet beside me. I squeezed my eyes shut as hard as I could. "I-I'm gonna-"
"Okay" Phil mumbled getting up from me. He reached for his clothes but I held him back. "Where do you think you're going mister? It's your turn!" I said in the most seductive voice I could. He smirked sat back down the bed as I kissed him. I let my hands explore his body while my tongue explored his mouth.
I moved away from Phil. He looked confused so I spun him around to answer his expression. I entered him. (Me: *shudders*) Phil scrunched up his face in pain and pleasure. I stopped. "No. No k-keep going!" Phil stuttered.
I moved quicker and Phil's hands moved to his ----- . I held his shoulders and thrust harder. Phil moaned and I smiled.
Afterwards we got up and put on some fresh clothes. I grabbed the sheets and blankets and shoved them into the washer. Phil fixed his hair and I started to panic. I still need to straighten my hair! "Crap I need to straighten my hair!" I grabbed the iron and plugged it in.
Phil unplugged it and rolled his eyes. "We don't have time." He brushed the brown and annoyingly curly hair out of my face.
"Bu-"
"No." he interrupted, flatly. "You don't need to straighten your hair! You are beautiful without it!" Phil was suddenly serious. I sighed and put the iron away. Phil raised his eyebrows, surprised that he had actually won.
"Well come on! We've got some where to be!" Phil smiled and took my hand as we walked out together.

Phil's POV

We got to the restaurant fifteen minutes late. I was limping a bit, I hoped nobody noticed. "Hey Louis!" I kissed her cheek as I greeted her. Dan did the same.
"Yoooouurre late." She faked a grimace and rolled her eyes. "Anyway , this is Jack, my boyfriend." Her eyes gleamed when she said the word boyfriend. Jack grabbed her hand and they stood there staring at each other for about ten seconds.
Dan cleared his throat in a hinting tone. "Ehem" I chuckled and Louis shot me a glare. I had to stifle a laugh. "so how come we haven't met you yet... Jack?" I questioned in a suspicious voice for effect.
"Well," Louis started, "you would have met him at the party a few weeks ago, but you and Dan left early." She winked at me. I felt my face burn and Dan blushes madly. I wish I had a camera. He just looked so hot. His hobbit hair and flushed face. It went great with his black shirt and jeans.
It was Louis' turn to clear her throat. Jack looked a bit uncomfortable himself. I guess it was a bit awkward considering I was just staring at Dan like an idiot. Yes an idiot. Because I don't have to worry anymore because he is mine. Mine.
We walked into the restaurant and the waitress came surprisingly quick. She wrote down our drinks and swept away to get them. We were all soon in deep conversation. Then suddenly Louis' eyes got really wide and she turned about as pale as... well, as pale as me. Thankfully nobody else notices so I was able to sneak a peak at what her eyes were focused on.
I followed her stare and realized why she was so shocked. He was here! Dan's dad was here! I let out a small gasp. Dan looked up at me. "Phil, is something wrong?" I panicked.
"No, nothing's wrong. Nothing at all." Nothing except that your homophobic dad is sitting three tables away form us. Louis made eye contact with me and I knew she could read my thoughts. Dan and I had told her about what happened between Dan and his father, which was good because if she hasn't known she probably would have waved to him and asked him to come over.
I turned my attention back to Dan's dad. I meant to only glance at him for a moment but when I looked over at him, we locked eyes. It seemed like the world had gone silent. Even though I could hear the busyness of the restaurant and the voices of my friends chatting beside me, it seemed as if no one was making a sound. A look of confusion spread across his face. Then I saw anger flood his eyes. Dan's dad looked like he hated me. He did hate me. I felt sick.
"Phil! What are you-" Dan said as he saw me staring across the room. He followed my gaze and quickly shut his mouth. Dan's eyes reddened and he got up from the table. "I-I've got to go to the bathroom." Ge kept his eyes on the floor and refused to look up. He rushed off to the bathroom. "Dan. Dan!" I ran after him.