dan howell smuts

dan x lanie - morning

the bed moved, jolting me awake. my eyes flashed open and saw a back with red lines across it, then a neck with one purple spot on it. black briefs were next to show up in my eye sight. soon, my body was shifted slightly, as the figure lay their face next to mine. he laughed slightly, and i knew it was dan. my vision was still blurry, but i could make out his brown eyes sparkling with the morning sun.

"good morning," dan smiled.

"hi," i mumbled. "what happened last night? my head hurts and everything's blurry."

"you drank, fluffball" dan replied, using his rare nickname for me. "a lot."

"you changed my clothes?" i asked, feeling my legs. i had been wearing jeans last night, and now i was wearing sweats.

"yeah," he admitted. "i didnt want you bitching all day about how you slept in skinny jeans and now youre in a world of pain. when that happens, you sound like a woman on her period."

i grabbed the blanket and covered my face. "why is you back still red?"

"oh," dan said, pulling down the blanket, revealing my redness. "we didnt do anything too drastic. just mindless making out - some that got us both pretty hot."

"that explains whats in my pants currently," i laughed, lightly feeling my hips. "everything is just so tight, right now. it's uncomfortable."

"you have that happening, too?" i felt dan buck his hips towards mine, and his hands going around my waist. "it's really uncomfortable."

"not like we can do anything," i sighed. "phil's home."

dan reached towards the drawer and grabbed his phone. the time showed it was 8 am. unlocking the phone took him into tumblr. "that's not erotic sonic fanart." we both laughed lightly, and he closed out. dan opened his texts and glided his fingers over the keyboard. "are you out?" he typed. phil took seconds to reply, "with pj".

dan turned his head and looked at me, as i had been playing with his hair. "maybe we could do something."

i kept my look of vulnerability, but tried at best to hide it. but he somehow saw through it. dan removed the duvet from my body and climbed on top of me, saddling my body. i saw his chest clearly now; purple spot were everywhere. dan pressed his lips onto mine, slightly moving his hips knowing it was causing me great pain. i moaned as he fought for dominance with his tongue.

as dan left a mark on my collar bone, i grew even harder. he kept teasing me with his hips.

"fuck, dan!" i yelled.

"what?" he asked, leaving my collar bones and looking at me. "am i doing something that's upsetting you?"

"you bitch," i mumbled. "stop being a goddamned tease!"

"why dont you just shut your mouth?" dan whispered. "you'll know when im teasing you."

"whatever the fuck youre doing," i moaned. "make it fast."

dan grabbed my wrists from his waist and held them above my head, keeping his lips locked on mine. he pulled away and pressed his cheek onto mine, his mouth directed towards my ear. he didnt say anything, i just felt his hot breath land on my ear.

"dan!" i screamed. "fuck! do something! i cant take this!"

"ive got you right where i want you," the hot breath once again on my ear, sending shivers down my spine. lifting up his own body, going towards the end of the bed, dan slid the sweats off. "oh, guess i work magic, huh?" he said, looking at my obvious bulge.

"it's not magic when you know it's coming, is it?" i asked.

"my touch got you," dan smirked. "shut up, youre moans are cuter than your voice right now."

i bit my lip as dan kissed around on my thighs. moving his way up onto my waist, he slowly sucked a purple spot onto my hip bone. dan took his lips off of my hips, and pressed them onto my bulge. moans uncontrollably escaped my lips.

"arg!" my back was beginning to arch. "take them off!"

"im just going to let you be," dan smirked, his teeth biting the hem of my red underwear. he planted one more kiss on my hips, and moved his way up back to my face.

i bit at his bottom lip, "i swear to god, dan. get your ass back down there."

"and do what?" he asked, sarcastically.

"fuck me," i answered bluntly.

"how hard?" dan lightly licked my bottom lip.

"until i cant fucking stand. fuck me until my throat hurts from screaming your name. fuck me so hard i cant even remember my own name."

"hmm," dan hummed. "it seems as if it's too early... but let's but the creep downstairs to shame."

i nodded as dan went back down and dragged off the red hell hole. dan soon pulled off his own, revealing how hard he had actually gotten. without a moment of hesitation, he pushed his way inside me. i grabbed at the sheets, as i threw my head back. dan began thrusting and i didnt even try silencing myself.

"holy fuck!" i moaned over and over.

dan pulled out, eventually cumming all iver the sheet, himself, and me. i was at my point as well, getting even more cum over us.

he sighed as he pulled up my briefs. our breathing was fucked.

"well... after that sweet exposure," he mumbled. "why not some more? let's go get some breakfast."

dan helped me out of the bed, considering i was absolutely fucked. i grabbed a shirt fron the ground and slipped it on, not really caring if it was mine or dan's. he grabbed my hand and we went towards the kitchen. dan carried the bowls of cereal into the lounge as i slowly followed. on the sofa, there sat phil and pj. i hadnt been more embarrassed in my life.

"good morning," phil said.

"seems as if they had one," pj said, causing phil to laugh.

"piss off," dan spat. "at least i have someone to fuck, unlike you lazy assholes. get yourselves some girlfriends or some boyfriends then talk shit."