JAPHAN - The Hotel Room

Japhan Smutty Smut

No amount of imagination could truly capture my bewilderment as my eyes laid themselves upon the giant city of Tokyo. I try to drink in every detail; the bright lights of advertisements, the bustling and quick ways of the people, the smell, the feel of Phil beside me. I glance over quickly and see he has a similar stunned expression.
"I can't believe... I just can't believe we're actually here." His eyes well, in pure joy. And I understand, because it is truly breath-taking. We stand in awe for what feels like eternity but is probably only just a few minutes.

I urge to grab a hold of his hand, but I know by now that's not what we do. We have however slipped up a number of times and of course our gorgeous little phandom *sigh* ALWAYS picks up on it. Sometimes I think it would just be easier to let it all out. There's a couple issues though and I know it could end up being more damaging than helpful. Anyway, it's our relationship and it doesn't need to involve the rest of the world. Plus the phandom seems quite happy when ever we show the tiniest bit of affection. They wrap it up and turn it into some smutty phanfic, which I will admit I do enjoy reading from time to time.

"So where to first?!" Phil exclaims, jumping up and down in excitement. I can see why people think he's so innocent.

"Anywhere you want Firu." I smirk back at him.

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"OMG," I sigh collapsing onto our large double bed. "I. Am. Exhausted."

"Ughhhhh, me too," Phil sighs, flopping down next to me. He rolls over and drapes his arm over my chest and snuggles in. We haven't been allowed to touch each other all day. Usually most of our time is spent just hanging around our apartment where we can easily call on the other for the occasionally hug or makeout. But being in public all day means we have to act platonic and friendly ALL FREAKIN DAY!

I swore at lunch today I was going mental. Sitting so close to Phil, I just gently put my hand on his leg under the table. He then dragged my hand to his crouch, and forcing my to massage him. Well, it wasn't really forced. Though by the end of it we were both extremely hard and had to go fix each other up in the tiny cubicle bathrooms. And do you know how hard it is trying to keep quite while your extremely gorgeous boyfriend gives you a hand job?! It's basically impossible! I swear we scared quite a few people away with all the banging and groaning but it couldn't be helped!

And to make it worse, Duncan and Memei, gave us extremely strange looks as we walked out.

"You guys were long in there..." Memei says, grinning.

"Yeah, I wasn't feeling so good and Dan waited," says Phil, smoothly covering our tracks.

"And you both look pretty flushed too..."Duncan adds.

"I think it was the hot sauce," I grumble out, blushing and looking down. We needed to start being more careful. Honestly, these urges were getting us into problems everywhere especially when we were in America and the other youtubers were vlogging. The amount of edits poor Louise and Joe had to do when they walked into our room without knocking...

"You know," Phil starts, bringing me back to reality "I kind of like not being recognised here."

"I know what you mean. It's sort of peaceful. We can let our guards down a little." I smile.

"Well, today we let them down a lot," Phil giggles.

"Ahah Woops? Technically that was your fault"

"Oh it's my fault now Mr. I'm loud and can't control my sexual urges," he punches me in the side.

"Well I wasn't begging for someone to give me head. Trying to give head in that cubicle would've been impossible!!!"

"Yeah I know... Shut up..." Phil grumbles into my shirt. Suddenly he looks up. "Actually you promised you'd rain check that! I'm cashing in my coupon for now thanks." And rolls on top.

"But Phiiiillll," I drag out, "IIIII'mmmm tiiiirrreeeddd."

Surprisingly he rolls off and walks out of the room. I turn over and close my eyes, submitting to exhaustion. I can't be bothered to change into something more....

*SPLASH!!!*

"AHHHHHH," I scream jumping up wilding, waving my hands around trying to fend off the predator and successfully tripping over my own shoes and falling to the floor. I look up and see Phil bursting out laughing.

"What the fuck man!!!?!" I shout, struggling to a standing position. As soon as I'm on my feet again, I'm pushed up against the wall and feel Phil's knee grind roughly into my crotch causing me to gasp with excitement.

"Are you awake now?" He whispers, licking a slow long line up my bare neck.

"Your such a..." I begin but can't quite finish the rest as he start sucking my neck and grinding rough against me.

"You promised a rain check, and I'm just checking it in," he growls. His hand slide up and run through my wet hair pulling as I stand in a groaning mess, barely able to hold myself up. I'm gripping at Phil's red spotted white shirt when finally he gets the message and takes it off. I claw at his skin, causing long red lines down his toned pale back.

"Ugggghhhh," I manage, as he slide his hands under my shirt and lips onto mine, forcing his tongue deep into my mouth. His cold slender fingers massage my nipple and I crumple beneath him. Quickly he catches me and places me back on the bed crawling a top.

Well, I'm definitely not sleepy anymore.

I can feel him through his tight black jeans as he grinds his hips relentlessly into me and removes my shirt. As soon as that fabrics gone he's attached his skilled mouth to my nipple, teething it and swirling it around his tongue.

I find the button on his jeans and clumsily undo it, sliding a hand in. I begin groping gently at his semi and he moans against my chest. He sits back and quickly pulls the top half of his jeans down exposing his leaking cock.

Phil quickly flips us over with a grunt so my face is in his lap. I stick my tongue out licking tentatively at the base.

"Dan," he begins," stop teasing." He groans again thrusting upwards looking for some kind of contact.

"Na uhh Firu. You've been so naughty," I growl seductively kissing the tip ever so slightly. I pull the rest of his jeans down and off in a fluid motion. I slide my hands up his thighs as his hands curls into my hair, pulling it roughly towards his cock.

It slams down my throat and I make out a surprised sound which quickly turns to a whimper, bobbing my head up and down. I press my tongue against the slit as I come up for air and make a painfully slow line back down again.

"Dan, you slut. Hurry up and suck it. Ugh" he manages and his dirty talk sends me off again, growing harder by the second. He knows I loved being called names. It makes everything that more exciting.

Suddenly his wet warmth floods itself into my mouth and I swallow proudly before moving up and reattaching my mouth with Phil's, letting him taste himself. Passionately his tongue pushing into my mouth, keen to absorb every taste remaining.

"Feeling better?" I ask, breaking away, breathing heavily.

"Hmm much." He sighs rolling over. "I'm so tired." He says sleepily.

Oh, tsk tsk. He's not getting off that easily. I roll of the bed and fetch the jug instead of the small cup he used on me. I fill it with the cold water from the fridge and walk back over, standing over my precious.

"Wakey, wakey. Phil darling." I sing sweetly as I pour the ice cold water over his naked body.