fixing the unfixable -phan neko (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 17- Smut Chapter

~Disclaimer, this chapter is pretty much completely badly written smut and so if that's not something you like you can skip this chapter because it doesn't really have much relevance to the story line.~

Dan's P.O.V

"Okay, fine. You win. I give up." Phil yelled, throwing the control onto the couch on the opposite side of the room.

"Said I'd win." I smirked cockily, knowing it would annoy him more.

"Shut up, I almost won. You had more practise and you cheated and you- you- your stupid." He whined in a childish voice, adorably pouting.

"Whatever you say." I smiled, leaning over and planting a small kiss on his temple.

Phil seemed to calm a little at this action and so as I was leaning away I pounced on him, pinning him to the thickly carpeted floor in an instant playfully.

"Wha- Dan!" He squealed, quickly recovering from his confusion.

My cheeks heated up as I realized what position I had put us in and when he seen my expression his did the same.

SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT-

I had his arms above his head and pinned to the floor with one hand.

My other arm was next to his face, holding me up, and one of my legs were in between his, my knee near his crotch and his legs doing the same to me.

As we stared at each other, red-faced, his warm, damp breathe tickled my cheek.

I was about to apologise and get up but before any words left my mouth Phil's lips attacked my own in a desperate, needy kiss.

"Mmh" He moaned as I nibbled at his bottom lip before breaking away to get some much needed oxygen.

Just a pant or two later I brought his lips back into our passion-filled kiss.

Gently, he sucked on my tongue and not soon after I could feel something hard pressing against my knee.

It didn't take long to realize what the 'thing' was and knowing what state I had put him in caused me to develop the same problem.

I slowly began to lower myself onto Phil's chest before moving my hand and gripping His ebony hair, giving it a light tug every now and again.

Our new position had both of our hard members pressed against each others and I allowed myself to grind on him slightly, in a subtle search for friction.

The small movement caused Phil to moan into the kiss, encouraging me to go harder.

"D-Dan. I-I want to." He stuttered out nervously but the pleasure clearly didn't help him speak.

"Are you sure?" I questioned wanting to make sure he was happy with his decision.

Whilst speaking I had momentarily stopped my movements and so in response to my question he pushed against me, hard, and gave me a meek nod.

I went back to grinding on him much harder than I originally was earning soft whimpers and moans every few seconds.

I slipped my hands under his shirt, gliding my fingers up to his nipples where I skilfully tweaked and pinched them making more sinful moans spill from his lips.

Painfully slow, I pulled up his shirt and then raised it over his head as he arched his back and lifted his head.

I gave his lips a small peck before moving to his neck, sucking and nibbling which rewarded me with a bright red hickey  planted noticeably in the middle of the left side.