Dan Howell x Reader
(A/n: Hello, viewers, readers, fanfictioners, and that little nerdy kid in the corner! I am Lex and I will be showing you my brand new fic on the great, and epically hot, sexy, jaw-dropping Dan Howell! Mind you, this is my first, so don't hurt little old me. Feel free to leave comments, questions, suggestions, and concerns! I don't own Dan, although I want to. However, I do own my followers, don't I? *evil grin* Don't worry, I joke, I joke. I only own ONE person, and you know who you are *winks*.)
Dan is just finishing up his newest video as you walk into the room, smiling and blushing a few shades redder than usual. You lean against the wall, looking at him as you bite your lip.
"Uh, hi, (Y/n)." Dan stutters quickly and nervously. He gets up from the bed and walks over to you, staring back innocently.
"Howell, you're looking quite radiant today." You walk and take a step forward, as he steps back. You let out a soft growl, as you lean back into the wall.
"(Y/n), stop playing games with me, will you?"
"What games, Daniel?' You purr quietly, echoing your voice across the room.
"C'mere."
"No, Howell. You got to beg."
He whimpers at the thought then press himself against you to bring his mouth to your ear. You let out a silent gasp as you feel the sudden contact. He starts to whisper…