what a sweet smile.
phils smile is so
vibrant.
he wipes his last couple of tears off his face. Phil slowly takes our hands and brings me up onto the bed, and of course my dumbass must've looked a great shade of red by then.
he lets go of our hands, and starts to slowly push me against the bed board.
fuck..
I'm pressed up against the board with phil sitting on my lap. "I want you," phil huffs into my ear. fuck if that wasn't the greatest feeling in the world. "p-phil, i don't think you want this," I try to say rationally. Phil's probably just hormonal...like always.
"please," phil says as he tugs on my shirt.
"are you sure?"
"yes"
He looks up at me before kissing me, not romantically, but lustfully. He bites my lip wanting access into my mouth, and I give in.
and me being me, I moan from the pleasure. I grip onto Phil's shirt and bring him closer to me, wanting our bodies to touch even more. His tongue making me feel vulnerable, he grips onto my hair, slowly moving his hips.
Phil backs away taking in a couple of breaths.
I look at him and push him down.
i want him.
I start kissing him again slipping in my tongue and a couple of moans. "h-hold on," phil says as he pushes my lips away.
"who said you were the top?" phil asks before pinning me against the bed. He starts to kiss my chin before going down, and I take in a sharp breath as phil sucks onto my neck. god it felt amazing. He softly nibbles on my neck, making me go crazy. I had to hold onto Phil's shirt so I don't let out moans, considering Chris and pj are in the living room.
"come on baby, make noise for me," phil says as he slowly brings his hand down to my pants.
he sucks on my neck again and I moan for him.
"good boy,"
he goes under my pants and slowly starts to rub me. The fact that only a tiny bit of clothing is separating him from my member and his ha d turns me on. "ah, fuck, yes," I moan softly. He stops and brings his hand back. I almost whine at the loss of contact. this man is making me needy. he tugs at my shirt wanting me to take it off.
I throw that fucker right off.
phil slowly makes his way down to my chest.
"ah!" I said as I sucked in a gulp of air. he starts lowering down even more until he reaches my pants. at this point I'm already wet from all the teasing.
phil looks up at me with a devious grin. He places his hand on my groin and starts to rub. The type of material the jeans are made of are rubbing onto me harshly.
"f-fuck you," I barley manage to huff.
He starts to press down harder, holy fuck. I grip onto his hair and arch my back. "nngh-ah, fuck," I moan. "stop teasing me," I say roughly. This only makes phil rub harder. "oh god fuck me please," I moan loudly. I roll my eyes back and start panting, I'm so needy for this man. He looks up at me and doesn't even unbutton my pants he just slowly brings his hand under.
He places his thumb on my bottom lip, "you're so pretty," phil sighs. Phil starts rubbing harder and I accidentally moan loud enough for Chris and pj to hear.
"be quiet," phil whispers into my ear. Phil's dominant act made me want him more.
this is over whelming me.
he starts kissing me again, but roughly.
god do I love it.
he starts to rub faster, causing me to moan.
"ah, f-fuck phil, please," I whine.
He presses his groin up against mine, it sends an electric type of shock through my entire body. He moves his hips, every time he pressed up against me I cant help but move my own hips as well. "oh fuck," I said sharply. "please what?" Phil asks acting dumb founded.
"please just ,nngh, fuck me already," I beg.
"of course," he says as he presses up against me one last time.
"AH," I yelp as I grip onto the bed sheets. "nngh," I moan as I bite my lip. "fuck," I pant, I came, in my pants.
hear me out, I was being teased I couldn't help it.
it feels all gross.
"did you just?"
"I just"
"did you really do that?"
"I did it"
Phil covers his mouth but I could tell he was laughing. "I hate you," I joke.
Then it hit me, the living fuck are we? Roommates with benefits? Lovers? One time thing? Phil stops giggling and silence fills the room, the air getting dense and awkward. "Phil?" Chris calls out. "Yea?" Phil calls back. "You haven't met pj come over to the lounge," Chris yells. A rush of relief sets in me. "coming!" Phil says as he jumps off the bed and quickly puts on a shirt. "you should clean yourself up baby boy," phil says as he eyes me. Before I could say anything back he closes the door and leaves.
what the fuck happened.
|A/N: yeah :/ -day |
