Bad Boys Like Good Boys Too[ Pastel Dan And Punk Phil ] *phan*

Bad Intentions #3

*smut warning*

Dan walked into the cozy room.

"Are your parents ok with me being here?" Dan asked as he stood awkwardly in the room with Phil's warm hand on his cold back.

"I live alone," Phil said and shut the door and locked it.

Dan gulped.

"Well, I've brung you here because... let's just say that I love you already. I love your hair, your eyes, your good boy style. I usually don't believe in love at first sight, but I know I love you. I will always protect you from any bullies. We can take a trip above the clouds. Basically what you can say is... I've got some damn bad intentions," Phil leaned into Dan, their lips colliding.

Phil rubbed Dan's back and his other hands on the back of his head.
Everything was happening so fast... but Dan was sure he was ready. Sure he knew this boy for... how long? But there were people out there having one night stands, not even knowing the person, at least Dan knew Phil a bit, enough to know that he liked him and wanted to have sex with him.

Dan put his hand on Phil's shoulder.
Dan didn't know Phil was gay in the slightest. Not everyday you see a gay guy with piercings, tattoos, and a deep voice.

Phil lead him into his bedroom. He pushed Dan onto his blue and green duvet. Phil hopped onto him and continued to make out with Dan.
Dan wrapped his legs around Phil's waist. He quickly set his flower crown on Phil's bedside table and continued, their lips fitting perfectly together like puzzle pieces.

Phil took his boots off with his feet and Dan took off his pink converse. Phil took his hand up Dan's shirt and started to rub his chest. Dan found his hands coming up around Phil's back, rubbing the back of his neck as his breathing labored.

Phil leaned up and swiftly pulled Dan's lavender jumper off, revealing Dan's surprisingly fit chest.

"You have a belly button piercing?" Phil asked, almost shocked, staring at a silver piercing on Dan's belly button.

"Yeah, I got it from a party a while back," Dan smirked.

"I like it, I'm jealous," Phil smirked before attaching his lips to Dan's neck, a little moan escaping his lips embarrassingly. Dan's eyes closed as he already felt the hickeys appearing. That would be fun to explain to his mom.

Phil leaned off and pulled his own shirt off before nibbling on Dan's ear, causing the fem boy to let out a high pitched, light moan.

Phil leaned off again and yanked Dan's pants off, Dan keeping his eyes closed as Phil took his pants off, throwing them to the floor. Phil crawled onto Dan and started to grind on him, sucking on his neck vigorously as Dan writhed under him.

Dan slid his hand into the back of Phil's boxers.
He rubbed the back of his head, pushing his mouth closer to his neck.

Phil leaned off.

"What about that strip tease you promised?" Phil asked playfully.
"Are you sure? You wanna see a twink like me dance around like a whore?" Dan asked, a smile playing at his lips once again, his cheeks flaring up a nice, deep shade of red.

Phil nodded and he got up. Dan grabbed his flower crown and walked out of the room. Phil sat on the end of the bed and waited for him.

Dan walked into the doorway, his flower crown on his head, pastel colours really making his tan toned skin pop and his hair look even more fluffier. Dan brushed his hair away and spun around before sitting on Phil's lap, facing him.

Dan leaned back, and danced on his legs, moving slowly to the right and to the left, his body working it's beautiful wonders, casting his seductive spell on Phil, who seemed to like what he saw.