I'll Edit All This Out Later

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Phil's POV:

Dan and I were neck and neck in the most heart pounding, nerve wrecking game ever made. My blood was rushing through my veins and my muscles ached. My head was spinning. I couldn't think properly, all I could do was win...


"God damn it," I said loudly, as the scores came up on the TV screen.

"Ha! Who's the best Just Dance champion ever? Dan is, that's who!" Dan broke into a victory dance and I watched. I tried to act mad and pout, but I couldn't stop a smile from creeping onto my face. He was so happy when he beat me at games.

If you couldn't tell, we were recording a Just Dance Rematch video. This time, we got the Kinect version. Not making the same Wii mistake again.

Dan stopped dancing and turned to me. He chuckled and I realized that I was giggling. "You love watching me dance, huh," he said with a smirk.

"Um... I, uh," I stuttered. Dan winked at me. I could feel my face heating up. I quickly turned my face back to the screen. "All or nothing!"

Dan waved a finger. "No no no no no. I always lose. I barley won last time we played this game. No 'all or nothing' bullshit this time." I pouted. "Pwease?" I begged.

Dan touched my bottom lip with his finger. "Fine. But this is the last time."

We were looking through the songs and nothing really stood out to me.

"Hey Phil," Dan said, almost laughing.

"Yeah?"

He pointed to the screen. I followed his finger. "No Dan!"

"Come on Phil! For the fans!" I thought it over and sighed. "Fine. Ok guys, we found a song. 'Careless Whisper.' This is for you guys," I said pointing at the camera.

The song started with sexy saxophone music playing. My heart started beating real fast. We did the whole dance, laughing. At the end, where you are supposed to slow dance, I could my heart beating so loud that I knew Dan could hear it. With our chests pressed against each other, I could feel his racing heart too. I licked my lips without Dan seeing and took in a deep breath of his sweet scent.

As the music slowly faded away, I didn't bother to pull away. Neither did Dan. I pulled back a little to look deep into Dan's beautiful brown eyes. He still had his arms around my neck and mine, round his waist. He placed one hand on my cheek an the other held the back of my neck. He slowly pulled our faces closer together. I hated to ruin the moment but I whispered, "Dan, were still on camera." He looked me dead in the eye and said, "I'll edit all this out later."

He slowly connected our lips and I felt my face turn pink. I pulled his waist closer to me until our fronts were pressed together. Dan tugged gently at my hair. I could feel me getting harder down below. Dan was too. I pulled his shirt over his head and flung it, along with him, onto the sofa. I fell on top of him. Dan quickly relieved me of my top and my skinny jeans. I did the same with him. I stopped kissing him to catch my breath. Dan moved to my neck and kissed around, nibbling at some spots. I knew marks were going to be left. He then left a trail of kisses leading down to my collar bone. And then to my chest. My heart fluttered as his lips hovered over my skin. He moved back up to my face. He kissed my lips sweetly. "Hey, let's save this for later. Let's finish the video first," he whispered, followed by a wink. We stood and put back on our clothes before choosing another song.

And I didn't bother to tell Dan that his shirt was on backwards.

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