Dan Howell Smut

Cheating

You're a college student at your local academy, age 17 and live with your older brother, Zane, down in London. 

Zane is 24 and currently seeing another guy. Yes, your brother is gay and you support him 100%, especially because his S.O is hot as. 

Zanes boyfriend is called Dan Howell and he is 26. He lives in the apartment below you and Zane, but that doesn't really seem to matter because Dan spends most of his time in your apartment. 

And today, is one of those days. 

You come back into your apartment after a day of lectures and bitches fighting in the corridors; just another normal day at your all girls school, and find the house surprisingly quiet. You figured Zane was at Dans and so you made your way into your room to get changed into something more comfortable. 

Opening your bedroom door, you threw your bag down onto your bed and started to take off your jacket. 

Reaching into your draws you found a nice, comfy sweatshirt and jogging bottoms. 

Stripping off your top layers, you began to play some music from your iPhone. Swaying slightly to the song you started to sing along. 

You were half naked now and suddenly your door burst open. 

And there stood...Dan? 

He seemed to be saying something but then he saw you, standing there, in your room, half naked. 

His face suddenly froze along with the rest of his body and a red wave drowned his cheeks and ears. 

"O-oh, y/n...I didn't r-realise..." Dan stuttered, apologetic, however he didn't really close the door or give you any privacy. 

Why does Dan seem nervous anyway? He's gay right? So seeing girls like this shouldn't effect him, should it?

Grabbing the sweatshirt, you pressed it against your exposed chest to hide your breasts from Dans stare and said in a sweet voice, "Oh no, its alright Daniel. If you could just um..." You gestured to the door for Dan to close it and smiled at him. 

Dan shook his head, "O-oh, r-right!" He then looked down at the door handle and extended his hand to reach out and close it, when all of a sudden he just stared at it. 

You waited for a moment before clearing your throat, "Um...Dan?" 

No answer. 

"Daaaannnn?" You sang, as you walked over to him. 

He sensed you were close and slightest glanced at you. With him being 6 foot, 3 and you being 5 foot, 4, there was quite a dramatic height difference between you both and so when he looked down, his gaze landed straight onto....yeah, your boobs. 

Dan tightened his jaw and closed his eyes, exhaling, before re-opening them, smiling at you and walking out. 

"Thanks....?" You said as soon as he closed the door. 

You shrugged and went back over to your bed where your jogging bottoms lied and you stripped off your tight jeans before throwing them onto the floor. 

Just then, you heard a bang. It came from outside of your door and so you called, "Dan? Are you ok?" 

Then you heard, "Oh fuck it" and in came Dan. 

But this time, he didn't mind that you were practically in your underwear, even less material covering your skin than before, as he took charge, grabbing your wrists and pinning you down on your bed. 

You looked up in astonishment, as Dans dark eyes stared into your e/c ones with something that could only be described as lust. 

"Dan?"

"Shut the fuck up and let me fuck you." Dan whispered in a husky and powerful voice before crashing his lips onto yours. 

It wasn't as romantic as you thought it would be, more dominant and- wait.

"Stop!" You cried as dan held your wrists with one hand and massaging your breasts with the other and creating hickeys all the way down your neck. "W-what about Z-zach?" You panted, with Dans cold hands really turning you on. 

"He'll never need to know..." Dan said as he suddenly bit down on your tit. 

"F-fuck..." you panted- you had never felt so good in your whole life. Yes, you'd had sex before and madeout with tons of boys, but you had never felt something as erotic and amazing as this.