Phil grinned at Dan as he and Ian approached the table. Dan smiled back, grabbing Phil's hand as he slid into the chair next to him.
"You're really okay with this?" Dan asked excitedly.
Phil nodded, smiling. "I really am."
"You are the best boyfriend ever," Dan declared. He leaned over and kissed Phil right on the lips. Phil blushed, glad that they were in a dark corner of the restaurant.
He wasn't sure how he managed to sit still for the rest of the meal. His heart was hammering with anticipation and everything around him felt surreal; everything except Dan's hand on his thigh, fingers stroking playfully. The little touches, mixed with the knowledge of what was going to happen after dinner, made him want to explode.
And yet somehow he managed to make normal conversation with the rest of the table, talking about the food and the city and next year's Vidcon.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, they were all finished eating. When the bill came, Phil reached for his wallet, but Ian shook his head, smirking.
"We've got it," he said, handing the waiter his credit card. Phil blushed.
"Have a wonderful evening," the waiter said, handing the card back. Phil tried to hide his excitement as he walked away. This was it.
Anthony stood up, stretching his arms in a way that caused his shirt to ride up above his waist, exposing a strip of his toned stomach. Phil bit his lip.
"Ready to go upstairs?" Anthony asked.
"Absolutely," Dan replied, grinning. He turned to Phil. "Are you sure about this?"
Despite the nervous pounding of his heart, Phil felt a grin spreading across his own face to match Dan's. "Absolutely."
-x-
Dan and Phil followed Ian and Anthony through the hallways of the hotel, holding hands and grinning nervously. They'd taken the elevator up to the very top floor, and they seemed to be heading to the very end of the corridor. Sure enough, they turned another corridor, and the hallway ended in a large, ornate door.
"Here we are," Ian said, grinning over his shoulder at them. Anthony pulled out his keycard, unlocking the door and pushing it open.
Phil's jaw dropped as he walked inside. It was the largest hotel room he'd ever been in; the room he was sharing with Dan could have fit inside it at least five times. The spotless white carpet on the floor was thick and soft, and two enormous beds stood in the center of the room, about six feet apart. Against one wall was a black leather sofa. On the opposite wall, double doors stood open, revealing a huge bathroom that included a shower large enough to easily accommodate four people.
"This is your room?" Dan asked incredulously, voicing Phil's own thoughts.
Anthony laughed. "No, we're staying in a regular room downstairs. We got this one just for tonight."
"Just for you guys," Ian added.
"Wow," Phil exhaled.
Anthony smiled. "So, what do you say we put this room to use?"
Dan nodded, grinning. "Just a second." He turned to Phil, eyes shining with excitement. "I love you," he whispered, kissing him deeply. Phil let out a soft moan as Dan's tongue slipped past his lips, teeth colliding heatedly. Phil's hands grasped Dan's hips, pulling him closer until they were chest-to-chest.
"I love you too," he murmured dazedly when they pulled away, and Dan grinned.
Ian and Anthony were smiling at them. Ian gestured wordlessly in the direction of the sofa, and Phil nodded, following him across the room. His head was spinning with excitement and arousal. He couldn't believe that this was really happening, that he was about to watch Dan have sex with Anthony Padilla. The entire situation seemed surreal.
He sat down tentatively next to Ian. Ian smiled at him, a warm, friendly smile.
"Nervous?" he asked softly.
Phil nodded. "A little," he replied. "I just can't believe this is actually happening."
Ian nodded understandingly. "If you start to get uncomfortable with anything that happens, just let me know. No one will hold it against you if you want them to stop, okay?"
Phil smiled. "Thanks, Ian."
Ian grinned. "No problem."
Dan and Anthony were standing next to the nearest bed, facing each other. Anthony was saying something, but he was speaking too softly for Phil to hear. He wondered if Anthony was giving Dan the same speech that Ian had just given him.
He didn't have much time to think about it, because Dan was nodding and grinning and then Anthony was pulling him in for a kiss.
Their lips met, gently at first, but the kiss rapidly grew more heated. Phil waited for the jealousy to come, but it never did; all that he felt were growing waves of arousal, crashing furiously over his body. Anthony grasped at Dan's hips, pulling him closer, and a moan escaped Dan's lips as their crotches pressed together. Phil could feel himself getting hard just from watching them.
Ian glanced over at Phil's wide-eyed expression and grinned. "Liking the show so far?"
Phil could only nod enthusiastically.
Ian smirked. "And this is just the beginning."
