FGFF ~ Dan and Phil X reader interactive story

15

I didn't care anymore.
I wanted Dan.
I never stopped physically wanting Dan.

I got out of bed and opened the bedroom door to see Dan already right outside with his fist up ready to knock.

We both looked at each other for a moment realising what was happening.

I dragged him in causing him to stumble forward and I closed the door behind him and locked it and that's when we wildly connected and began kissing as if our lives depended on it.

His tongue instantly wandered into my mouth and mine danced along with it begging for more.
Both our breaths were sharp and shaky from nervousness of having been so long, but his breath tasted like it always had.
His hands tangled needfully in my hair and I pulled him hard into me from my hands placed on his sides.

His lips left mine and trailed down to my neck but he decided he needed more space for his mouth to roam so he tore his lips from me and pulled my shirt over my head and threw it to the floor. As if it were a challenge, I took off his shirt as well leaving us standing there bare chested in front of each other.

I pressed his body back into mine and the time I was met with the warm skin of his upper torso against mine, but it still wasn't enough, I was hungry for all of him.
His left hand slid down my shirtless upper frame until it slid into the front of my pyjama bottoms where he slid his finger softly and slowly over the front of my underwear, teasing me. He broke his lips once again from my mouth and slowed the pace down by gently kissing my neck slowly.
I felt him hard and pressing against my torso and I began to get impatient, this wasn't what I wanted.

I took the liberty of taking off my pyjama bottoms along with my underwear and then do the same for his.

"Someone's not wiling to take their time." He whispered.

"I want it how I like it." I demanded making him smirk.

"I wanted to be sweet, but there's no way in hell that I'm not going to give you whatever you want now that I get to be this close to you again." He then picked me right up, threw me over his shoulder and walked to the bed where he threw me down toughly.
He stood over me beside the bed narrowed his eyes at me angrily, I smirked devilishly back up at him.
I knew that look.

"Get on with it." I nagged. He came down on the bed over me and grabbed my cheeks between his thumb and index finger and looked at me threateningly with his dark eyes.

"Shut. The fuck. Up. And be. A good. Girl." And with my cheeks still squeezed hard in his hands he pressed his lips to mine roughly but quickly before releasing my face.

He began kissing down my chest and stomach but paused a moment to speak. "If you fucking complain even once I swear to god I'll stop and you can literally go fuck yourself.

"You wouldn't. You want me too badly to stop." I said.

"Try me bitch." He replied and went directly to licking and sucking at my clit making me gasp.
He knew exactly what I liked and went at it with his tongue without even slowing or stopping.

I entangled my fingers into his hair and tugged slightly because I knew how he would react. He let out a moan that I felt in my clit that built until it caused me to fall apart. My eyes rolled, I grabbed his hair harder and I let out a slightly too loud moan.

He stopped and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before crawling up into the bed and kissing me.

"If you would've been more quiet I would've gotten you to at least three of those." He said.

"I don't care, fuck me." I demanded.

"Hmm. I don't know." He taunted. "Still on the pill?"

"Still on it." I confirmed.

"I still don't know..." He smirked.

"Dan. Now." I demanded.

"Can we do it how I like it?" He asked. I began to feel frustrated.

"I don't care anymore. Just do it. For the love of god."

He positioned himself over me and situated his hips between my legs. Our bodies were now once again pressed together and he was kissing my neck softly again.

"Beg me."

"I'm not begging you." I refused but was enjoying the feeling of his warm skin against mine and his lips and breath on my neck.

"Do it. Beg me." He let out a small laugh into my neck.

"Please Dan?" I gave in but he didn't see me rolling my eyes at him.

"Please Dan what?" He continued to playfully tease me.

"Fuck me. Please Dan fuck me." When the words came out of my mouth something switched on in me and suddenly I couldn't shut up "I need you so bad, and I've needed you for months and I just want to be as close as I can to you. I want you inside of me."

He pried himself from my neck and sat up a little to look me in the eyes with slight speechless surprise.
The moment felt so intense and o felt every feeling I had ever had for him rushing back as if a dam had broken in my mind.

"I love you." I whispered to him. This was the first time I had ever said it directly to him. It wasn't I loved you or I love you but... it was just I love you.

"I love you more than anything." He said back and his eyes flicked over my face for a moment.

"I need you. Please." I didn't demand this time.
He listened and slid himself into me making me directly let out a moan.

He took my hands and held them above my head, but not forcefully, as he slowly thrusted.

Our noses brushed as he kissed me softly every so often. After a moment he let go of my hands and I took the opportunity to run them through his curly hair and tug slightly.

This seemed to be a mix of what we both wanted right now and it felt so good and so right and so real, raw, euphoric and deep.

His thrusts became a little harder but he kept his slow rhythm. My hand ran from his hair to his cheek where I ran my thumb over his freckles and pale skin lovingly before moving down to his neck where I put my hand over it and squeezed the sides so he wasn't lacking air, just blood for a moment before I let go. We had both done this so many times before and I loved hearing him moan from it. I then ran my hands to his back where they drifted over his smooth skin.

He came down closer to me and brought his hand up to my neck as well and did the same but held it for a little longer. When he released his hands I released for a second time as well moaning his name between ragged breaths. I felt him get harder inside of me and his hips began to push much harder into me and lose pace.

"Oh god." He moaned before I watched his eyes roll and his mouth slightly come open as he spilled into me.

His breathing was heavy and his hair was slightly damp with sweat as he still looked down at me. His arms were now shaking to keep him up until he collapsed onto me not bothering to pull out quite yet.

"Jesus Christ." He panted tiredly into my neck. He then pulled out and moved to my side so he wasn't crushing me with his tall body anymore.
I pulled the blankets up over us and we laid there looking at each other for a while.

Now that the moment was all over and faded and it wasn't so intense and my high was gone and I had gotten what I wanted, that's when I was smacked with the truth like a freight train hitting me.

I didn't love him anymore.

I hadn't loved him for at least a month.
I did not love this gorgeous guy laying next to me that once held so much power to me, who I had once seen a future with, who was looking at me with his pretty brown eyes,
Who I had just told I loved when I in fact did not.

• Should you lay there all night and deal with your decision or wait until he's asleep and go to Phil's bed so you can try to get some sleep?