Illuminated // Phan (boyxboy)

Chapter 12

An// We hit 4k! Have an extra (mini) chapter as a token of my appreciation! Just a bit of smut to get you through the week, sorry it's not Phan smut (yet), it will inevitably be in this story but not until Phil is much older! I usually spend an hour or two editing chapters and this hasn't had as much editing so sorry if there's any mistakes!

Update;
YO PSA! IM NOT WRITING PHIL DOING THE FRICKLE FRACKLE! HES ONLY ALMOST TWELVE! Oh god, seriously, guys; give me so credit. I've said so many times that I would never write that kind of stuff with Phil and it would be triggering for me anyway so I physically couldn't! Some of the stuff sounds mature for Dan and Phil because I wrote this chapter ages ago and when I intended for Phil to be 15, with the way the story has progressed and how hurt Phil was, it made sense for him to be 11. This chapter is needed in the story line as I've wrote up to chapter 22 but I will take this chapter out and change the plot if I have too; and if I have to do that then I'm not re-writing those chapters and you'll be half way done with this book! Now I don't want to cut this story short, to be Frank I'm enjoying writing it and it's a very good distraction for me. So please, I'm not going to write Dan and Phil getting it on whilst Phil is child, do you realise how wrong and disgusting that is?

Dan's pov:
Things had been rather sketchy with his boyfriend for a while now, to say the least. To everyone else they were just friends, maybe that's all they really should be, Dan mused. To say they constantly argued would be a lie because they didn't, it was only occasionally and then it'd be drawn out for days and weeks of Connor ringing him crying one minute and then make up texts the next. It left Dan confused and uncomfortable in their relationship, Connor was volatile and he hated it. But his boyfriend was also incredibly sweet at times and protective and he reveled in that.

The boy was jealous of everything, who he talked too, his grades, his friends, his style and worst of all; Connor was jealous of Phil. Connor was jealous of how much time he spent with the boy, how much effort he put into finding him that day, how much Dan adored the sweet boy with raven fluffy hair. He'd tried to keep his affection low key around Connor but they were in the same school and it was obvious for everyone to see just how much he was smitten with the shy boy.

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"Can we go back to mine and skip?" Connor had breathed down the back of his neck when they left history. He felt his breaths hitch in his throat and he shuddered, "Yes, yes, fuck yes," he moaned. They never went all the way, he was only fourteen and Connor was only fifteen. He blamed his mother for being so homophobic which in turn made him act out and mature in his actions with other boys.

He turned to make out with Connor, wanting to wind the boy up even further when he caught sight of the pale face that he had come to know so well with wet tear tracks on his cheeks. He pulled away from Connor quickly with an apologetic glance back as he ran after the frightened year seven.

"Phil, come here," he called out, knowing that the boy was never able to ignore a command. Phil tuned to him slowly and he took the opportunity to grab the younger boy gently and pull him into an empty bathroom.

"Do you need a hug?" He offered as Phil stood there with his arms wrapped around himself, sniffling quietly. As soon as Phil nodded he picked the small boy up and hugged him for all he was worth until Phil's tears stopped and a blush formed on his cheeks.

"Come on, I'll call Scott to let him know that you got a bit overwhelmed and then I'll walk you home and we can watch Death Note," he instructed as he took Phil's hand in his and lead him out of the building, not seeing the jealous glare a lurking Connor gave them.

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That was how they found themselves now, bickering again. It hadn't started out as much, they'd often just bicker for fun and for the banter. It was a cute couple thing and it would usually lead to some intense making out on Connors bed, trying to conceal their moans before Connors mum, Mrs Franta - heard them. He got the impression that although Mrs Franta was okay with her son being gay, she wouldn't really appreciate hearing what they got up too when she wasn't upstairs - not that he could blame her much (her son was a moaner).
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"How do we always end up like this?" Connor laughed from underneath Dan as the younger boy straddled him. Dan just laughed and kissed Connor sweetly, holding his face gently with both hands. He pulled back after a second and smirked, leaving the slightly older boy wanting more than the teasing butterfly kisses Dan was giving him.
"Shall we play some video games or something instead?" Dan whispered against Connors lips, tasting the cool mint of his own breath bouncing back into his face from their close proximity.

Connor hungrily stared up at his face, smiling against his lips devilishly. "Do you really want to stop this?" He breathed out, making the fine hairs on the back of Dan's neck stand up statically.

"N-n-no," he managed to stutter out before hungrily pressing his mouth to Connors again, both of them fighting for dominance in what started out as an innocent kiss. Connor lent in further to deepen the kiss as Dan's tongue tried to find access into the warm cavern of Connors mouth. He tried to move one of his hands up to grab at fluffy raven hair before he realized that this was Connor he was making out with as his hands connected with the front of Connors quiff.

The boy below him made a low noise which was a mix between a squeal and a moan from the mixture of pleasure and pain that he had caused. As Dan tightened the fists that were entwined in Connors hair, the boy lent forward deeply to bite at Dan's neck. "P-Phil," he nearly moaned out at the pleasure that was burning through his blood stream. He managed to quickly change the shape of his mouth before his best friends name was moaned out from his ecstasy. "Fuckkkkkk," he breathed out, panting as his boyfriends lips suckled harder at the pale skin of his neck, a slight nibble of teeth pecking at the tender skin.

Connor grinned against Dan's neck deliberately, knowing just how much it got his boyfriend going when he kissed his neck. He lapped at the bruising and red marks he had made before whispering into Dan's ear, "Gonna have to cover those, baby," and nibbled gently at the top of his ear, lowering his head to pull teasingly at Dan's lobes.

Dan's previously limp hands sprung up into vibrant life, circling around Connors waist and clutching weakly at the soft texture of Connors floral T-shirt. Dan took this opportunity to push his tongue past Connors lips enticingly, moving his lips furiously against Connors. It was always like this, fast paced and hungry, never loving. Never like what he'd have with Phil, God, he'd kiss Phil so differently.

He'd kiss Phil passionately and sweetly, letting the younger boy take the lead in case he got scared and fuck, he'd make Phil feel so good and so loved, all at the same time. He'd, he'd oh God, he'd give Phil the world and why was he thinking about Phil when he was making out with his boyfriend?

But he couldn't help it, Phil was just cute. He was like a little puppy and he just wanted to cuddle and cherish him in the most innocent  sense.

His attention was brought back to Connor by his boyfriend gently kissing down his jawbone. Connor hadn't even noticed Dan was spacing out and if he did, he didn't care, he was insistent on this and what Connor wanted; Connor got.

Their kiss was lacking some of it's intensity but doubled again as Dan attacked Connors lips once more, chests pressed tightly together. Connor gasped into Dan's mouth and fuck, Connor was hard and he wasn't.

Every time he was trying to get into it, visions of doing the same but lovingly with Phil was flying across his mind constantly. Even as Connor started to grind into him slowly, the friction almost painful on his boyfriends arousal, Dan's mind was off somewhere else. Somewhere where he and Phil were in this exact position when Phil was older but both of them would know how much they loved each other and how much the other craved the comfort of their company.

Connor suckled tightly at his neck again as he rutted down onto his boyfriend as he straddled him, not aroused but enjoying the feeling all the same. He knew he couldn't keep doing this, it wasn't the first time that he had thought of Phil when him and Connor had been doing more intimate things.

His phone was blaring out Muse but fuck anything else right then, if Connor kept giving him hickeys he was going to just lose it then and there. He kissed back angrily into the kiss, he shouldn't be thinking about Phil that way. Phil was too innocent and broken, he couldn't be with Dan not until he had helped to fix Phil. He pushed his boyfriend away at these thoughts, he wanted to hold out for Phil. He didn't want anymore occasional rutting and getting each other off with Connor, not when he could have something beautiful with Phil. Phil was the person next to him in life and he couldn't keep messing around with Connor, not when he wanted to help Phil and if they developed feelings for each other when Phil was old enough, then that was fine.

Wait, Phil.

Fuck.