Dan POV
Me and Phil are currently making out in his bed.
Oh Jesus. He travelled down to my neck. That's my sweet spot. And I assume he can tell by the look on my face and how I leaned my head back.
He looked up and me and had a deviant smile on and started to suck and bite.
Suck.
Bite.
Breathe,
Kiss.
Suck.
Bite.
And so on and so forth till there was a few dark purple marks just under my right ear on my neck.
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Bruises. •Phan•
FanfictionTrigger Warning: physical/mental abuse "You are the mistake that ruined my life"
