Caffeine (Phan)

Chapter 13

Dan's POV
Dan had decided that since Phil took him on a such a nice date, he was going to make Phil proper American pancakes, the big and fluffy kind. Dan usually wakes up before Phil because of work, so he knew Phil wouldn't be suspicious to his plan.

He shivered as he slipped out from underneath the warm duvet and his boyfriend's arms, pulling on one of Phil's uni sweatshirts. Dan padded into the kitchen, searching for a good recipe. Usually he would use a Delia Smith recipe, but her pancakes turn out flat and dense.

After finding one, he washed his hands and began prepping the batter. He found half a bag of chocolate chips, which made him chuckle because he just knows Phil bought them just to munch on them. He decided to add the chocolate chips in.

As he was cooking the pancakes, his mind wandered. He thought about how soon Phil will be living here and they'll be calling the same place home. He thought about Eric, making a mental note to call him later, hoping he's doing better. He thought about how he loved Phil with every ounce of his heart and his toes curled at the memory of last night.

"You look good in just boxers and my sweatshirt," Phil's voice said behind him. Dan turned, smiling as he gazed at his sleepy Phil, with his black hair all rucked up and scratchy voice. Phil walked towards him, catching his elbows and kissing him softly. "But then again, you always look good."

He scoffed, not believing it at all. "I'm making you proper American pancakes. Fluffy and chocolatey." They were almost the same height, but Phil had an inch or two on him, so he had to look up at him. Dan didn't mind, because he loved tucking his head under Phil's chin anytime they hugged or cuddled.

"I love you," Phil breathed into his ear, pulling Dan into a hug. "I also love how I can say that whenever I want now."

Dan smiled wide. "Me too," he said, but because his face was sort of squished into Phil's chest it came out like 'mef oo.' Phil didn't say anything, so he figured he got the drift of what he meant. He pulled back from their hug and flipped the pancake that was almost burned.

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"I'm so stuffed, if you poke my stomach I'll probably burst," Phil groaned, leaning back in his chair. Dan giggled, his eyes roaming to Phil's exposed knees. His face heated up a little bit, and Phil definitely noticed.

"What's got your panties in a twist?" Phil asked, smirking. Dan got up from his chair, making his way over to Phil's, where he catches Phil's lips against his own. He turned Phil towards him and away from the table, kneeling down. Phil didn't say anything as Dan pulled down his boxers and took him fully in his mouth. Phil moaned quietly, his head hanging back. Dan usually kept his eyes closed, but he opened them to sneak a peak at Phil. His face was flushed, one hand gripping the table and the other Dan's shoulder. Dan swirled his tongue around Phil's tip, which made Phil grip Dan's hair and pull while sucking in a breath.

Dan continued until he felt the familiar taste of semen in his mouth, and when he sat back, Phil was just then catching his breath.

"Well, fuck, Daniel, your mouth is so damn talented." Phil whispered. Phil pulled Dan up with him, and Dan squealed when Phil picked him up. Dan wrapped his legs around Phil's waist. Next thing Dan knew, his back was against the kitchen wall and Phil's lips were on his neck. Dan whined, his neck was the most sensitive part of him, and Phil always took advantage of it. Their lips met hungrily, their breaths short and quick.

"Bedroom," Dan hushed into Phil's ear. He's only had Phil take him once, but he so badly wanted it again.  Phil carried him in, their lips never leaving each other's. Phil kicked the door open, walking over to the bed and laying Dan down on it. They messily stripped each other, Phil leaning down for his tongue to meet Dan's dick, but only for a second. Dan pulled open his side table, pulling out a condom.

"Hurry, Phil, I need you," He shoved the condom in Phil's hand, where Phil took it and put it on. "No lube?" Phil asked, and Dan just shook his head.

"Don't go slow," he said when Phil barley pushed in. "I-" he stopped, not sure if he should say the next thing he thought.

"You what? Tell me," Phil said, stopping and leaning down to kiss him. Dan blushed.

"I want it to be rough." Dan said ashamedly. Phil smirked. "Oh, I can make sure it's rough." Dan's cock twitched at the thought. Phil sat back up and pushed in all at once.

Dan basically screamed. Phil was fucking him relentlessly. It was all Dan could do to keep his eyes rolling into the back of his head. He started jerking himself off. He knew they weren't going to last like this.

He was right, because in a matter of minutes, they were nothing coming and Phil was kissing his neck. "I thought I was going to stop breathing there for a second," Dan said as he laid there quivering.

"Let's go shower," Phil said.

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a/n: lmao I needed a filler chap so here's some fluff and smut. okay i'm out