the piano isnt the only thing my hands are touching (touch me)

gay

*hi this is 2016 me I've edited this for its one year anniversary if u wanna read it so see the differences go for it lads xoxo gossip girl*

A/N This is the first smut i've written for a work of my own and its taken ages thanks to exams and course work etc. but thank you if you take the time to read this and I hope you enjoy!

Soft tanned skin resting on hard wood; long, slender fingers flying across the keys of a piano and the smell of Dan on the pillow next to him. 'Not a terrible way to wake up,' Phil thought to himself as he watched his husband at the instrument across the room. 

 "Bit early to be playing, don't you think?" he called softly across to the other man, barely causing him to stutter in his playing. A small murmur of lighthearted irritation came from Dan, along with a sarcastic: "Are you really bothered? You love watching me play, we both know that."

"I do, but I'd like it more if you were here next to me." Phil hinted, pulling the covers back slightly.

"Actually I'm pretty okay here without your boner pressing into my back," the taller man replied, humour but also traces of arousal present in his voice.

"Another reason why you should be here next to me." Phil teased, still trying to tempt the other man under the covers of their bed to seemingly no avail.

"I'm playing," he said with teasing finality, causing Phil to become more determined to get his lover to crumble from the tone of his voice. Phil would have to bring out the big guns.

"I wanna blow you." he stated simply, listening for the slight falter in his husband's playing he knew would come with his words and sure enough there it was; he missed a beat as he went into what seemed to be a second verse of the mystery song.

"I'm trying to learn something new, Phil, stop distracting me." he tried to snap, but the darker haired boy could hear the deepness of his voice, something which was much less prominent earlier. He was wearing him down.

"What are you playing? I haven't heard this before." Phil eventually asked, stunting the pregnant silence coming over the two men.

"It's just something I found in that book your mum got me for Christmas; I can't even remember the name if I'm honest," he explained, his fingers still floating over the monochrome keys.

"It sounds good," the older boy says contemplating his next move.

"I'm gonna need to get rid of this you know," he said referring to the still hard member he knew Dan would know was still there.

"Oh well, what a shame, you better go into the bathroom and get yourself sorted out," the younger man attempted to reply sarcastically, but failing due to how his voice cracked and Phil could see him growing harder sat on the piano bench.

"Why would I go in there when I could help myself out right here," Phil teased, finally putting pressure on the tent in the front of his pajamas.Phil groaned from the relief exaggerating slightly in hopes of catching his husband's attention away from the piano.

"Fuck-" Dan muttered under his breath, fingers slipping on the keys, suddenly feeling much more exposed due to his lack of clothing.

"Carry on playing Dan, that's what you wanted to do wasn't it? I bet you're regretting that now aren't you babe?" Phil said his voice low, sensual, tempting.

"I bet you want to be over here with me, helping, instead of me having to do it myself don't you?" as he spoke the song Dan was playing obviously changed to something Phil was a lot more familiar with- 

"Really? Muse? I'm already turned on babe, no need to play dirty."

"Somehow I don't think I'm the one playing dirty Phil." 

Dan was right. As the song filled his head the older boy reached his fingers to rest under the band of his pajamas, teasing the way he knew his husband would, before slowly pushing his pants down his thighs, exposing himself to the cold air of the room.

Phil ran his hands across his thighs, watching the way Dan's back and shoulders were tensing and moving as his fingers flew over the keys of the piano. The younger man was still trying to ignore the sounds coming from Phil as he wrapped a hand around himself, rubbing his thumb over his slit. Phil moaned at the feeling as he slowly began to stroke his hand up and down, using precum to ease the movements. 

He let his head fall back and his eyes close and he continued his ministrations, giving himself in to the feeling. 

The older man was so distracted by his hand that he didn't notice the piano music stopping until there was a different warmth around his dick and a hand replacing his own.

Phil's eyes shot open and he groaned as he looked down to see Dan where he'd wanted him all along. The younger man was looking up into his husbands eyes as well as he could with a dick in his mouth, running his tongue along the underside as he bobbed his head up and down.

"I see you - ugh - I see you decided to join me then." Phil stated, voice lower than usual and unable to concentrate on his speech when Dan was doing those things with his mouth.

Phil was hitting the back of Dan's throat with each push down, fighting to keep his hips from thrusting up into the feeling of the tight, hot mouth around him. Dan ignored his words in favour of pulling almost all the way off and giving small, quick kitten licks to his slit, before suckling at the head.

 Phil was overwhelmed by the feeling of Dan all over him, the one hand unoccupied by Phil's dick running itself along his chest and rib cage, grazing over his nipples in the teasing manner that had become synonymous to Dan. 

Phil himself had one hand clenched in the sheets of the bed and the other tangled in the brown locks of his husband, pulling slightly in the way he knew Dan liked.

The older man was beginning to feel his stomach becoming tighter, the heat of his arousal building up there in preparation for the pleasure he knew was about to surround him.

Phil tried to pull Dan off and warn him but the younger man seemed adamant to please, and as the waves of his orgasm rolled over Dan pushed his head back down, relaxing his throat and swallowing all he could.

When the older man was finally spent and was beginning to soften Dan pulled off, a drop of cum still sliding down is chin which he wiped up with his finger and licked up like ice cream. 

In the haze of post-orgasm bliss Phil remembered how hard Dan had been and was going to offer to help him out when the younger boy said, as if reading his mind; 

"I think we need to clean the sheets, I got off against them and now they're dirty"

"Fuck Dan 6 years together and you're still as horny and sensitive as ever."  Phil teased.
"Shush old man the sheets wgat are we doing with them?" Dan responded starting to yawn.
"We can sort them out later, i'm too tired to do anything now, can we just cuddle?" Phil replied, the fatigue of their actions hitting him with full force. Dan didn't need to reply as he just lifted the sheets out of the way to tangled his limbs with his husbands. 

"Maybe I should play more early morning piano? If this is the outcome then I don't really see a negative," he said humour evident in his voice. Phil let out a breathy laugh and a mumble of agreement before closing his eyes and letting himself drift back off to sleep.

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Emi xx