Dan Howell
I sat, one of his arms wrapped around me, a hand in mine and another in my hair. I nestled my head into his chest and gave a contented sigh. Everything felt right. I could feel him smiling down at me. I put my arms around his waist. Phil kissed the top of my head and grinned.
"You look so pretty Dan. I love it." I blushed and hid my face. We'd been dating for around a month now. He was just perfect. He texted me sweet messages morning and night. He could read when I was upset. He bought me gifts just because. I loved everything about him. I lifted my head up and pressed my lips to his. He smiled into the kiss. My hand trailed up to the back of his head. He brought his to my neck, and I jumped. He pulled away quickly.
"Shit Dan, I'm sorry! I completely forgot. Are you ok?" I smiled and nodded, laughing a bit.
"I'm fine Philly. Don't worry."
"I'm still sorry though. I shouldn't have done that. I know you don't like your neck being touched..." Phil looked down. I put my finger to his chin and stared at him.
"You don't need to feel bad. It was accidental. You were lost. I get it, I was too." He paused, eyes wide.
"God Dan, you really are amazing," said Phil. He stopped for a minute, and a glint formed in his eyes. "I think we should try something." I gave him a wary look.
"You've got that look in your eye. What're you thinking of?" He leaned forward and put his lips to my neck. I yelped in surprise, but I didn't push him away. I could feel his smile against my skin. His tongue pressed up on my neck. I whined and rolled my head back. I'd never felt this before. The sensation was incredible. I was hyper-aware of every touch. I was losing control of my own body. I brought my hand back up behind his head, tangling my fingers in his hair and lifting his face to mine. I kissed him, hard. Our lips moved in perfect harmony. One hand was on my thigh, the other on the back of my neck. He nibbled on my bottom lip and I whimpered. I never wanted this to end, it was bliss. Suddenly, Phil pulled away.
"I think I hear something." We separated, just before my door opened. My brother popped his head into the room.
"Everything alright in here? Dad asked me to check on you." I looked at Phil and smiled
"Everything is perfect"
