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Chapter 14
He had dreamed about this moment a thousand times, but his fantasies proved dull and unimaginative compared to reality.
Dan's heart was thrumming when he felt Phil's lips move softly, tentatively, against his own. His scent, his taste, the feel of his skin under his fingers - Dan was powerless against him. Phil was coursing through him, rushing like a tidal wave. The onslaught of sensations was heady and Dan just let it wash over him. He was weak in the knees but the sheer desire to stay connected to those amazing lips was what kept him upright.
Too soon the kiss ended and Phil pulled back. His eyes were questioning, as though he was silently asking Dan if he was okay with this.
Dan answered that easily enough. It was a stupid question anyway. He moved one hand to the black locks he adored, the other hand on Phil's arm and kissed him again. This time, there was a hunger there. Phil quickly responded in kind, eagerly moving with him. Dan gasped as Phil's fingers curled into his hair and Phil drank him in. Dan had been starving, he realized. He had been for seven years. He ran his tongue over Phil's bottom lip, trying to get access and when his tongue found Phil's, sensations exploded in his brain. He was addicted.
Phil's hands were roaming, exploring him while they were kissing deeply. Dan thought he was moaning, but Phil's lips stole all his sounds. All his nerve endings were on fire. The scrape of nails on his scalp as Phil tightened his grip, the soft fingertips dancing over the small of his back - and that sinful tongue dancing with his own. He was being pulled in all directions, torn apart in the most delicious way.
Their breathing was ragged when they reluctantly pulled away to get some much needed oxygen. There was no doubt in Phil's eyes now. There was lust and joy and love. It was a good look, Dan thought dazedly.
Dan thought they would need to talk. That's what you do after that pivotal moment, don't you? After that all-important first kiss? Then came the confessions, the perfectly structured professions of love and devotion, poetically worded and heart-melting. But Dan didn't think he could pronounce more than 'ungh' at this point.
Phil's eyes drifted down to his lips again, eyes dark with desire... Dan figured talking could wait.
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They spent the rest of the day kissing, holding hands while watching TV and grinning stupidly at each other over pizza. Dan had a drop of tomato sauce on the corner of his mouth - Phil kissed it away.
"You've no idea how many times I've wanted to do that."
"You must really like tomato sauce." Dan joked.
"I love tomato sauce." Phil said, staring him straight in the eye.
"I love tomato sauce too." Dan said honestly, his heart doing a little dance.
Phil kissed him again.
The pizza went cold, but it tasted better like that anyway.
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Dan woke up next to Phil again. This time he could luxuriate in the feeling. Phil was still asleep, his face relaxed, dark eyelashes against pale skin. There was a small smile on his lips - or was that just his perpetual crooked smirk?
He felt like he was getting to know his best friend all over again. He already knew what Phil looked like when he lost at Mario Kart (again), when he was happy, when he was sleepy. He knew what food Phil loved, what films he liked, what size shoes he had. After seven years, Dan thought he knew Phil pretty well.
And now he got to know a lot more. Now Dan knew how he tasted, how he felt pressed up against him. But what would he look like naked? What would make him moan? How would he feel inside him? Yesterday they hadn't gone further than kissing. There was still so much to learn.
A nervous sort of excitement whipped through him. They had just stepped over the threshold of something big. And that something was them. Together. A couple. Boyfriends. In a relationship. Phan, as some people called it. Those crazy shippers were not as crazy as he thought. It seemed like half the world was more astute than he was. Or maybe they just hadn't been so bloody scared as he was. Because it was big. The biggest thing to ever happen to Dan, anyway.
Phil woke up slowly, blinking his bright blue eyes against the soft morning light. I could drown in those eyes, Dan thought as he looked his fill.
"Hey, you." Phil smiled. Dan bent over him and dropped a short, sweet kiss on his lips.
"Good morning." He whispered as he sank back on his pillow, facing Phil.
"I want to wake up like that every day."
"Okay." Dan obliged. "But if you wake up first, you have to wake me up like that, okay?"
"Deal." Phil grinned.
Phil was lying on his back and tried to get on his side to face Dan. He tried it too quickly though and he hissed as his stomach twisted uncomfortably. Dan immediately pushed him on his back again.
"Slowly, remember? You need to heal." He reminded him gently.
"Yeah, sorry. I kind of forgot... it just felt so perfect." Phil said, cheeks red. Dan rewarded him with another short kiss.
"I was thinking... we can't do anything... physical just yet. You're on heavy pain killers and you can hardly move. I mean, you can barely turn your body, you can only go straight."
"Strange, I've never felt less straight." Phil said deadpan. "Alright, you're right, I'm sorry. No funny business yet." He amended at Dan's glare.
"Good. Now I'd better get out of bed before it gets too hard to restrain myself." Dan said, though he leaned down for another kiss all the same.
They kissed slowly and lazily, already becoming familiar with each others' lips. Dan withdrew reluctantly when he recognized the passion starting to build in his veins.
"You're making this very difficult for me." Phil said, voice low. "How am I supposed to stop doing something physical when you're here, kissing me and looking so beautiful?"
Dan forced himself to be stern and sat back on the bed, crossing his arms.
"Not yet, okay? The doctor said, nothing strenuous. It has been only a week since you even got out of bed. I don't want to have to call the doctor and get the blame for you tearing open your wounds."
"But Dan..." Phil sighed, putting on puppy dog eyes.
"No. If you really need physical, on your head be it. But it's gotta be between you and your hand. I won't have any part for now."
Phil pouted. He looked adorable, but Dan remained steadfast. The wounds had scared the bejesus out of him and they clearly still hurt a lot.
"But Dan... I can't do anything by myself." He said sadly.
"Why not?" Dan frowned.
"The doctor said, no heavy lifting."
Phil didn't even bother to dodge the pillow Dan flung at his head.
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When Dan was making coffee, Phil walked in behind him and slid his hands around his middle.
"I was thinking... we still need to punish Louise for interrupting us yesterday." Dan said as he leaned back against Phil.
"Hmm... what were you thinking?" Phil murmured against his skin.
"Just prank her. Nothing too cruel. She's been hoping we'd get together for years." Dan said, fighting every urge to crane his neck to give Phil's lips access to that sensitive skin.
"You can Skype her, tell her I've got a date. Let her believe it's someone else for a bit, then tell her we're dating?"
"That would only work if we were actually going on a date, Phil." Dan said coyly.
"Does anime on the couch count as a date?" Phil grinned.
"Fine. For now."
"You're the best boyfriend ever."
Dan's eyes lit up at that and he blushed bright red.
"You're beautiful when you blush." Phil whispered. He kissed his cheek, grabbed his coffee and walked to the living room.
Dan stayed in the kitchen a bit longer. If he was going to Skype Louise, he shouldn't look like a fire engine.
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"Hey Lou." Dan said, putting on his best I'm-okay-no-really-face for the camera. Phil was at the table, not visible to Louise.
"Oh honey, are you okay? You look so sad! What happened?" Louise immediately fell for his facade.
"I'm fine... it's just... Phil has a date tonight." He rushed out.
He should've been an actor, really. The pining tone in his voice, heartbreak in his eyes, this was Oscar material.
"No! No, really? What? Who? Is it someone from the hospital?" Louise said, hands to her mouth in shock.
"I didn't ask who it was." It was true, he hadn't. He hadn't needed to. "It's not someone from the hospital, I think." More truth. This was easy. Cue sad face, end scene.
"Oh my God, sweetie, are you okay?" Louise asked anxiously.
Maybe it was a bit cruel, because Dan could see she cared so much about his feelings. But then he remembered the case of headmassagus interruptus and thought she could handle it for a bit more.
"I don't know... I'm strangely okay with it." He said wistfully. Well, he was definitely okay with it.
"Dan... I know you. This has got to have a big impact on you." Louise said in her no nonsense tone.
"It does." It did, indeed. "I'm just sort of happy Phil has someone who seems to make him happy." If 'sort of happy' meant flipping ecstatic.
"Who is it? Is it a girl? A guy? Come on, he must've said something!" Louise prodded.
Alright, tricky questions, time for phase two.
"Oh, wait, he's just coming in. Hey Phil!" Dan said. "Come say hi to Louise!"
Phil came into view as he eased himself on the couch. "Hey Louise!"
"Hi! How are you feeling? Dan says you've got a date?" Louise immediately bulled over him with the question.
"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to it!"
"But isn't it a bit soon, you just came home!" Louise said a bit frantically. Dan could tell she just couldn't handle this plot twist.
"Nah. Sometimes you just know, you know. And then you've got to act on it." Phil said airily.
"But... but... who is it then?" Louise was clearly lost now.
"You almost found out yesterday." Dan grinned.
He decided Louise had suffered enough.
Louise's eyes showed nothing but confusion. Phil stepped in to finish up.
"But because you interrupted us, we have to do our date now. In fact, could you get the popcorn, Dan? I'll pop in a movie." Phil asked Dan.
Louise had her hands against her mouth again, eyes almost popping out of her head as she tried to process the information.
"I don't think she believes us." Dan remarked. "Maybe she needs proof?"
Phil obliged by kissing him slowly and tenderly. When he pulled back, Louise had dropped her hands.
"OH MY G-"
"Bye Lou!" Dan said as he closed the Skype window. Then he closed his laptop and burst out laughing.
"Oh my God, that was great! She was so confused." Phil guffawed.
"Come on, let's start our date." Dan said when he finished laughing. "But just so you know, I want a proper outside date once you're healed."
"Outside? You want to go outside? It's like I don't even know you anymore." Phil said. "It's a good thing I love you." He added softly.
"I love you too." Dan said, grinning like an idiot.
He had never felt so happy in his entire life. And this was just the start.
~~~Finished~~~
The sequel is now up! Mind you, it's M-rated! It's called Rise Again. Check out my page to find it.