Caffeine (Phan)

Chapter 8

*Phil is healed mostly, around 3 1/2 weeks have passed*

Phil's POV

Phil sighed contently, adjusting himself so that his feet brushed against Dan's arm when he rubbed them back in forth. He flicked his eyes up from his laptop screen, looking at Dan who was also on his laptop, probably on Tumblr. He looked back down at his screen, where the words of his novel were growing longer on the page. He began typing again:

'You don't love me anymore, I can feel it. When I look at you, I see pity. I don't want to be pitied. I-'

"What do you write about anyway? Buffy fanfiction?" Dan's voice had broke through the comfortable, his voice soft, but also with a hint of laughter. Phil looked at him, panicking a little. He's never told anybody about his ability to write.

"What do you mean?" Phil tried to act calm, but inside, his brain was telling him to run, run far away. Dan laughed. "The first day you came to the coffee shop I watched you writing. I mean, I couldn't see what it was, only the fact that you looked cute doing it." Phil blushed at his words. He closed his laptop and set it on the coffee table in front of him.

"I've never shown anyone. Maybe someday you'll be the first," Phil said slyly. Dan followed his actions by putting his laptop aside. He grabbed Phil's calves and out his legs on his own, instead of beside him. He massaged Phil's feet, and Phil usually wouldn't like this, someone touching his feet, but for some reason, Dan doing was okay. "Phil," He hummed a response, his eyes closed, he was completely relaxed. Dan continued, "How are you feeling?"

"Oh, much better. The doctor said my ribs were basically done healing, because it wasn't a bad break. My nose is healed and all of the bruises are gone..." He looked at Dan now, and Dan was nodding, and he repositioned Phil's legs so they were on either side of Dan's thighs, and Dan tugged Phil, making him lay flat on the couch, Dan in between his legs. Dan rubbed the underside of Phil's thigh, and Phil shivered. Dan leaned down and started kissing Phil's neck. Phil could never sit still when Dan did this, so he was squirming. Having enough, he swiftly grabbed Dan's waist and flipped them over. He didn't like being babied, he liked to do the babying. Dan looked surprised, and Phil knew it was because he was seeing a side of him he's never seen. He let Dan be the controlling one the first two times they really got heated.

Phil smirked, leaning down and immediately biting on the supple skin of Dan's neck. Dan mentioned how he never let's anyone touch his neck, even past boyfriends. Dan groaned, "No- P-Phil," Dan was trying to get Phil's lips off of his neck, but Phil kept on kissing and biting, leaving pink marks he knew would be purple tomorrow. The thought alone of leaving love marks on Dan turned him on more.

"Phil, fuck, kiss me!" Dan moaned into Phil's ear. Phil obliged, and kisses Dan's mouth hungrily. Phil swiped his tongue on Dan's bottom lip. Dan eagerly opened his mouth, and Phil slid his tongue in. Their tongues danced against one another while Phil rubbed, squeezed, and repeated the actions on Dan's upper thigh. Dan bucked his hips forward, and after he did it twice, Phil grinded their hips together. Dan moaned his name, and Phil couldn't be quiet anymore. "Shit, Dan," he said, his voice an octave lower than usual. Their kissing paused, both of them helping one another to shed their shirts, only to reconnect their lips after mere seconds. Phil slid down to kiss Dan's chest, Dan's breathing uneven. Phil kissed all the way down to the top of Dan's jeans, which were pulled taught against his full erection. He looked up at Dan, the younger boy meeting his eyes, and nodding.

Phil undid Dan's belt, and slowly pulled off Dan's jeans, kissing and licking the inside of Dan's thighs. Dan moaned, his hips hitching up with every touch of Phil's lips. Phil grabbed the hem of Dan's boxers, and Dan lifted his butt up so Phil could get them off easier. Phil palmed Dan, Dan groaning, leaning back. Phil slowly stroked him first, before letting his tongue do one long swipe down the length of Dan's dick. He put Dan's head in his mouth, palming Dan's balls. He took Dan entirely, letting the head touch the back of his throat before hollowing his cheeks as he came back up from the base. Dan grabbed a fistful of Phil's hair and arched his back and Phil almost came right then and there by the look of Dan's face. Phil continued sucking and stroking until Dan came all over their chests. Dan took a deep, shuddering breath, looking at him as Phil came up to give Dan a kiss.

"Come on, love, let's get you cleaned up." He got up and took Dan's hand, leading them to the shower. He pulled off his jeans and boxers as the water warmed up. Dan blushed as he looked down, them both completely naked. Dan closed the gap between them, grabbing Phil's dick with one hand, and kissing Phil. They walked into the shower, where Dan knelt down, taking Phil's dick in his mouth. Minutes later, Phil was coming into Dan's mouth, Dan swallowing. They washed each other, stealing kisses inbetween. Phil whispered a joke, and Dan giggled.

After they got out, they decided to go to bed. They laid in their boxes, cuddling and saying sweet nothings into each other's ears while they drifted off to sleep.

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HAHHAHA. I wasn't gonna let them go all the way this soon, so sorry if you had your hopes up. i thought you deserved this heated chapter, albeit short.

:)

HANNAH