Gasoline Hearts {Phan} #WattPride

Chapter Nine

I don't know what the hell I'm doing. Kinda smutty, and the more smut stuff is coming in later chapters, cause I'm not gonna rush too much. Enjoy and thanks for reading.

Phil's breath caught in his throat as soon as Dan's lips planted themselves on his, and then the boy pulled away, his eyes wide. "A-shit. I-I'm sorry. P-Phil I didn't mean to d-do that and oh go-" he was cut off by Phil shaking his head and pulling the boy  down to him and pressing a sweet kiss against his lips, a fuck it mentality in place.

The boy replied instantly, his lips eagerly moving against the older mans hesitantly, and Phil felt a smirk settle into his face. The younger boy let out a small mewl as Phil but his bottom lip, hands trailing down the length of Dans thigh, pulling back slightly. "What are you doing to me?" He asked, panting slightly as he lay his forehead against Dan's. "Whatever the hell your doing to me." He whispered, and pulled Phil back down to him, grinning when the older sat up, pulling Dan onto his lap, where the younger straddled him instantly, groaning softly as Phil began to trail kisses down his jaw and neck, his hips involuntarily bucking forward when he felt a bolt of pleasure go through his body and Phil grinned against his neck. "Found it."
"W-what?"
"You'll find out later Daniel."
"B-but Phi-" again he was cut off by Phil's lips, eager and passionate as they fell onto the younger males.

Dan felt his lips part and then Phil's tongue rubbed against his gently, causing him to groan softly.  Dan's arms worked their way up around Phil's neck, and he tugged gently on the mans ink black hair,, earning a breathy moan. A smirk made it's way to his face, and then his phone began to go off in his pocket, making him curse. "Let it go go voicemail." Phil muttered against the boys skin, and Dan shook his head. "Can't."

"Hello?" He asked as he crawled off Phil's lap, who bit back a curse but contented himself with tracing patterns onto the boys thigh. "Ame? What? Calm down. Breathe. Where are you?"
"Why are you there?"
"Alright I'm coming. Call your doctor, I'm on the way." He said, and hung up, jumping from the floor.
"I'm sorry, but Amethyst needs me. She's bleeding and in a bad neighbourhood and I need to get her, and just and and." He said desperately, and Phil nodded a smile on his face. "I'll take you to her." He promised, and stood up grabbing his keys.

"Where is she?"
"In the south side. "
"So we need to get her now?"
"Yes."

With that, the two raced to the car headed to where Amethyst said she was, subconsciously linking their fingers together as the younger boys stomach clenched from nerves.