The next day , I got woken up by Phil snoring. So I leaned over to his dresser and grabbed a toy lion. I raised it over my head and hit Phil with it. " get up !" I yelled.
" wha- DAN !" He yelled rubbing his eyes. I rolled onto top of him I pushed all my weight onto my arms. I smirked. I lent down and kissed him passionately. He did the same in return. Phil raised his eyebrows as I pulled away. I knew what he wanted. I lent down and kissed him deeply again answering his question. He pulled off my pants and I did the same to him. After that we both went to have a shower. I wanted to do first so i distracted him by grabbing him by the waist and pulling him into another kiss. " close your eyes " I said sexually. He closed his eyes. I kissed his neck and then ran into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I smirked. " Dan ! I hate you !" I heard him yell in the other side of the door.
" hey unless you wanna share a shower than you can wait! " I said.
" never thought of sharing a showe- stop distracting me with your Winnie the Pooh voice. If you loved me you would let me go first. " Phil yelled.
" not gonna work that easy!" I yelled back.
" Ill give you a surprise after. " Phil replied in a sensual voice.
" I like the sound of that. " I said unlocking the door. He pushed me onto his bed and went to have his shower. I pulled on some clothes while I waited. After what seemed like 1000000 hours Phil came out of the shower fully dressed. He pushed my shoulders forcing me to lie down. He crawled on top of me. He thrust his body against mine. He held me tighter and kissed all up my neck until he met my lips. " you sure know how to give someone a boner " I said turning my head to the side so Phil could carry on kissing me. He met my lips again and I felt his lips curl into a smile. " you are the best thing that's ever happened to me Dan howell. "
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FanfictionPeople say Phan shippers are just daydreaming, but nobody knows what goes on behing the camaras. Dan and phil fall in love. But can they handle the pressure of fame?