"Leaving me already?" Dan asked softly. He propped himself up on his elbows and watched Phil get dressed.
Phil smiled, putting his shirt back on. He leaned down and kissed Dan quickly.
"I'm sorry love, but I have to go." He reached for the belt on the floor, and threaded it through his belt-loops.
Dan scootched up to sit against the pillows, hugging his knees. He could still feel Phil's lips against his skin, leaving hickeys all over.
Blushing at the memory, he smiled.
"I'll make it up to you when I get home, alright? I love you." Phil told him, making the younger boy flush darker pink.
"I l-love you too."
Phil winked and left the room.
Dan sighed happily, his heart thumping as he thought about Phil. For such a caring person, Phil was surprisingly dominant in bed. Dan's sore body was proof of that.
He giggled to himself, and decided to get up out of bed.
