I know, I can help

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On phills way back home, he found out that his mother has severe cancer.  he was told her time is short, and that she is likely to die in the next couple months. Phill was devastated and felt lost, he couldn't find any any good things to focus on. He needed his Dan, he needed to be close to him, to be held in his warm embrace and warped in his soothing scent. Whenever he felt bad he would simply go to Dan and they would just be together, dan would hug and kiss him, he'd whisper sweet nothings in his ear and hold him. Phil opened the front door and entered the kitchen. He then put all the groceries in place. He saw Dan cooking dinner for them. Moving around gracefully, without worries. He wrapped his arms around Dan from behind and started laying soft, barley there, butterfly kisses on his neck. Dan turned and returned the kisses. Phill suddenly couldn't get enough, the soft vanilla flavored lips weren't enough, he needed more, wanted more. Dan broke apart, both were panting, desperate for air saying that they most eat before the food gets cold. During the whole dinner, Phill stared at Dan's lips as he ate just waiting to crash his own lips against Dan's. When they finished the lasagna Dan made, Phill didn't waste time getting up and pulling Dan to his feet. Phill laid down on the couch and pulled Dan to hover above him. Dan, he loved it they were sitting on the couch and looking at their fire or  kissing in front of fire.
"We should move. To the bedroom, don't want to fall asleep on the couch, when we have such a wonderful bed upstairs." Dan panted.
They went up the stairs kissing and taking each other's clothes off.
He had to tell him what happened.
Dan looked at him and asked, "what's wrong phil?"
Phil tore his eyes away from the questioning gaze and quietly almost inaudibly he murmured, "my mom... she was diagnosed, with cancer. The doctor said that, that, she's probably going to die soon." And let out a broken sob.
Dan knew that his lover's mother was one of the dearest people in the world to him and he know that her passing away will be the worst experience Phill will have to

Go through any time soon. Dan also knew that Phill's mom was a wonderful person and that she didn't deserve to suffer and be taken away, but awfully it's not in their hands.

"It will be alright" Dan whispered back and kissed Phill again, when they stopped to take a breath phil answered "I don't know"
Making love was always the best way make Phil relax and feel secure and at that moment, there was me that he needed than a break from the sadness and heartache.
"Please, I need you baby" phil begged.
Dan let out a broken moan when phils hand touched his hard member. Phill didn't stay passive for long and instantly started to play with his partner's sensitive nipples with one hand while the other stroked his erection and added a little twist that he knew Dan loved.
"Faster, daddy." dan said with a low voice filled with lust.
Phil pressed his finger against the slit on the head of Dan's cock and rubbed faster, knowing any minute he would cum, so he pushed him to lay on his back and took both their cocks in his hand and jerked then together until they both came together and were covered in a white sticky mess.
Phil got up and brought a wet cloth to clean them and threw it to the corner of the room. He pulled the high as a kit- post orgasmicd Dan to lay with his head on his chest and kissed his temple. Thinking how happy and lucky he was that he had Dan and no matter what will life throw at them, they'll get through it, together.

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