closer // phan

6

(slight pain kink, praise kink, spanking. have fun.)

*next day*

Dan slowly opened his eyes, sighing in comfort when his body sensed the warmth of his boyfriend next to him. A wave of relief washed over his mind when he recalled what had happened the night before. It hadn't been a total disaster, as he almost expected it to be. It was amazing, Phil had been so good to him, he was so perfect in literally every way, making sure Dan was comfortable and taking everything slow. He scooted in closer, Phil's arm still resting over him and he laid his head on his chest. Phil stirred slightly, letting out a low hum as he woke up. "Hey, youu," he mumbled, his sleepy voice causing a smile from Dan. "Hey, Philly," he whispered back, tracing lines on Phil's chest as they cuddled together. "You been awake long?" Phil asked softly, playing with Dan's hair before planting a kiss on his forehead. Dan shook his head, nuzzling into Phil's neck lovingly. "Nu uh.. just a couple minutes," he muttered, wincing as the sun started coming through the window. "How do you feel?" Phil asked tentatively, sitting up slightly but still holding onto Dan. Dan thought only for a moment before saying the only word that could come to mind. "Better," he said quietly, letting himself sink down until his head rested in Phil's lap. "I can't even begin to tell you how much you mean to me, bear.. you've changed my life completely.. I love you so much," Phil mused, stroking Dans cheek. Dan felt tears sting his eyes, turning his head so his face was in Phil's stomach. He felt that familiar burn, on his face and in his chest, but for the first time in years, it wasn't from sadness. "I love you, so much, Phil.."

"Baby, hey.. what's wrong? Are you alright? You can tell me," Phil coaxed, his voice so soft and gentle, Dan wanted to hear it over and over again on repeat forever. "N-No, I'm alright Phil, I.." he started, facing upwards again as he grabbed Phil's hand, playing with each of his fingers, "y-you just.. it's so stupid, but, I just.. I hated myself.. so much before I met you.. you've saved me, you're saving me, I just can't believe you really love me," Dan admitted, hiding his face again out of fear that he might really start crying. "Aw, baby, hey.. c'mere, angel, hey.. I love you, so, so much.." Phil said, pulling Dan up into his arms. "Tell me.. if you want.. what is it that you hated?" Phil said, a tiny hint of hesitation in his voice. Dan nuzzled into Phil's chest, wrapping his arms around his neck as he thought to himself. "Just like.. my body mostly.. I dunno," Dan sniffled a little, letting out a deep breath as Phil rubbed his back.

"You wanna know what I think?" Phil said lowly, tilting Dan's face up towards his. "I think you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen. Not only your eyes, or your face, the way everything is set up so perfectly.." Phil continued, turning Dan around and laying him on his back, "but, your hands.. your chest, your stomach.. the way all your freckles cover you in just the right places.. your arms, legs, every single thing.. you're so small and delicate and toned, so fucking delicious." Dan's mouth fell open slightly, and he was just a little speechless. No one had said things like this to him before. He blinked his tears back; hearing the sincerity in Phil's voice could've healed him of every wound. Phil really did love him, he realized. It wasn't bullshit, like every one else before. "I love every single inch of you, bear.. so, so pretty, I can't believe you're all mine." Phil started leaving little kisses all over Dan's torso, and Dan couldn't help but admit that all these compliments had made his head spin. Phil held Dans face in his hands, kissing his slowly, trying his best to let him know he meant every single word. "I love you, Phil." Phil smiled back at him, the words soothing his soul.

"And you were so good for me yesterday, you know.. never felt anything like that," Phil purred, and Dan felt his stomach flip at the tone in his boyfriends voice. Phil leaned in and kissed Dans neck, earning a shudder and a slight wince because of all the bruises. "M-mm, daddy.." he moaned quietly. "Mm, I'm sorry, baby, does it hurt?" Dan smirked and bit down on his lip, shaking his head. He wanted it again. The way it stung sending shivers through every nerve he had, and he'd felt his dick twitch when Phil bit down on the bruises. "I can assure you, I'm sore in all the right places, and in the best way possible," he mumbled, trying to ignore the growing sensation in his sweatpants. Phil chuckled devilishly, sucking at Dans jaw as he ran his hands all over his chest. "Mm, do you like when it hurts, Dan?" Phil teased, Dan only looking away and smirking again. "You took it so well for me yesterday, looked so pretty, too.. you were such a good boy for me.." Phil mumbled, swatting Dans hand away as his boyfriend tried to reach down to touch himself.