Picture Perfect
Chapter 12:
Phil felt his stomach churning. What was happening? As he watched Dan walk back and forth through the rooms getting ready, he found himself feeling nearly heart broken. There was an undeniable fear coursing through him. What if Dan hadn't fallen for him? He'd changed his entire life unconsciously, and for what? Deep down inside he knew, but he didn't want to admit it.
"Are you ready?" asked Dan as he approached Phil.
Phil looked up at Dan from the couch. Dan was wearing a shiny, intricate, button-up shirt, and black skinny jeans. Dammit. He looked so beautiful, and that was all the damn time. Phil got to his feet. He tried to think of the right thing to say. He should have just said something like, "sure" or "yes", and moved along. However, all that came out was, "Why didn't you tell me about Nathan?"
The horror that crossed Dan's face made Phil regret his words immediately. Dan looked a mix of terrified, hurt, and overall just a mess. He stuttered wordless sounds, as if struggling deeply to form a sentence. After taking a deep breath, he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I swear to god if Tyler fucking—!"
"Dan!" snapped Phil. Dan looked up at him, his face showing a mix of worry and expectancy. "For god's sake! I googled his name! There's an entire tribute page to him on the company website!" He was thankful that he technically wasn't lying. As soon as Tyler left, he had searched up Nathan's name on the company website out of sheer curiosity.
Dan said nothing, but his eyes were swimming with pain. Phil's look immediately turned sympathetic. "And I am so sorry." Dan still remained silent, his eyes unchanging. Phil sighed, "It's just…was it ever me?"
"What?"
"Me, Dan. Did you ever have any feelings for me?"
Dan threw his arms up in frustration, "Jesus, Phil! Of course I did! I do!"
"You can't be mad at me for wondering! When you're the twin to someone's past lover you tend to wonder if the person you're looking at is looking back at you."
Dan stepped closer to Phil, clearly getting angrier, "Phil why do you think I am the way that I am? If I'm a cocky asshole, people like you usually stay away from me!"
"People like me?" Phil looked at him with confusion and mild anger.
"Good people. People that can get hurt. Putting on a confident act is easy. I had one of the most amazing people as my fiancé," he heard the gunshot again, and he felt his heart ache even more, "but the world took him from me."
"Then why did you choose me?"
"As if I noticed? Hell if I had noticed I wouldn't have even stuck around to get my order! I hate being reminded of him!"
Phil stepped closer, lessening the space between them even more. "Then why don't you just fire me?"
"I'm not going to do that! That isn't fair to you and your career!"
"My career?" he shouted. "The only reason I started up this bloody career was because of you! I did this, all of this, because I wanted to see you!" Dan was taken aback. He had no idea. He knew that Phil was attracted to him, that was clear, but the idea that Phil made all of his choices to be around him? Phil stared at Dan, his fear of telling the truth slipping away, "I wanted to be around you. It was like you cast a spell. I couldn't stay away from you. And then…" He paused.
Dan lightly shook his head, "No."
"No?" Phil asked seeming almost offended.
"No! You can't, we can't, this can't…!"
Phil rolled his eyes extremely frustrated. "Can't what, Dan? If you don't want to be around me anymore, fire me!" he raised his voice.
"No!" retorted Dan.
"Then I'll quit!"
"You're not going to quit!" Dan's voice began to rise as well.
"Make up your fucking mind!" Due to confusion and anger, Phil didn't think, and he reached out, harshly pushing Dan away from him.
"Don't tell me what to do!" Dan pushed him back, equally as hard. They glared at each other angrily, both of them stepping closer. The pure anger was seething out of them. They said nothing, both of them knowing anything that would slip out now would cause regret later. Then, Phil seized Dan's shirt collar, roughly pulling the younger man to him and crashing their lips together. They kissed each other roughly, biting each other without ease, almost hurting each other.
Despite Phil shoving his tongue into Dan's mouth, Dan was clearly still mad. Dan pinned Phil to the door by his shoulders and kissed him harshly, biting at his lips and forcing his tongue into the older man's mouth. Phil was taken by surprise at first; but then again, angry sex did tend to get rough. Though, he was still surprised for it to come from Dan, considering the last time they kissed. That was always the rule of thumb wasn't it? The cocky bastards were submissive in bed? That's when Phil decided to test the waters.
Phil brought his arms up and shoved Dan off of him. Dan had only a moment to register what happened before Phil shoved him into the wall and took control of the kiss, pinning Dan with one hand. Phil firmly pressed his palm to Dan's chest, and using his other hand, he grabbed at the back of Dan's head, gripping his hair and holding him in place. Dan was shocked. The last thing he expected was for Phil to fight for control. Phil pinned him firmly to the wall with his entire body, much like he had done before. He explored Dan's mouth, taking in everything. He continuously ran his tongue over Dan's, right at the sweet spot, not bothering to be gentle one bit. Dan wasn't sure how to react, other than to give in, which he didn't want to do yet. He was still frustrated with Phil and wanted control, so he decided he'd give Phil the fight he wanted.
Dan twisted around, making Phil lose his grip. He grabbed Phil's wrists and yanked him close, imprisoning Phil close to his body. As he began to kiss Phil again, he started maneuvering them to the center of his room. Once they were in the room, he kicked the door closed. Previously, he had turned off the lights, so the room was almost pitch black aside from the moonlight seeping in through the window. He felt Phil fighting to get control of his arms back, so he quickly moved Phil towards the bed.
He pushed Phil onto the bed, and then swiftly climbed on top of him. In one swift movement, he seized Phil's wrists again and put all of his body weight on the model, pressing him down onto the mattress. He kissed the older man again, allowing himself to have the pleasure of tasting every inch of Phil's mouth. Phil had to admit, not being in control was a bit of a turn on, but not as much as being in control was. Twisting his wrists free, he grabbed Dan and rolled him, throwing him down onto the bed. He lowered himself on Dan, wrapping his legs on either side of him and holding him down. The second Dan raised his arms, Phil slammed them back down and held them in place. Phil noticed Dan's Adam's apple bob slightly, despite the angry look, and a smirk formed on his lips.
"Nervous from not being in control?" he asked in a snarky tone.
"No," Dan replied, trying to sound nonchalant, despite the fact he was frustrated that Phil was fighting back. His tone was level, but his heart was slamming against his chest. Phil did his best not to laugh, but a small chuckle escaped, earning a glare from Dan. "I can get out of his position whenever I want to."
"Oh? Then why haven't you?"
Dan had no response. He was thankful for the darkened room, as he was certain that his cheeks were burning. The wheels in his mind were turning, trying to figure out how to get out of Phil's grasp without it resulting in a pathetic, futile attempt.
Phil didn't bother with any more words. He went back to kissing Dan, enjoying having the younger man in this position. Dan kissed back, despite feeling nervous about it for the first time in years. He'd had a few sexual partners, but not once had he been the one whose elbows were leaving imprints in his bed. Part of him wanted to continue to fight for control, but there was something about having Phil's entire weight on him, pushing him down and keeping him locked in his current position.
Dan couldn't help himself, he tried to take control of the kiss, and it was quickly made known to him that he was in no position to do so. Phil sank his teeth into Dan's lower lip and pulled as he broke the kiss. Dan was about to speak, but Phil latched his lips onto Dan's neck, knowing that it would silence him from words. All that came out of Dan's mouth was a moan, which he tried to suppress. Phil continued to kiss around Dan's neck, looking for the exact area that would drive Dan crazy. Eventually, he kissed Dan towards the back of his neck, near where his neck was about to meet his shoulder. Dan took a sharp intake of breath and quickly pressed his lips together, trying to silence his sounds. His body writhed underneath Phil without his control.
Phil pulled away from Dan's neck and simply gave Dan a look, "You're trying to stay quiet. That's cute."
"Bite me," retorted Dan, his eyes narrowing.
"Gladly," Phil lowered back down and gently nipped at the exact spot on Dan's neck. Dan involuntarily let out a quiet moan whilst squirming underneath Phil.
Phil nearly moaned himself, the friction from Dan's movement sending pleasure throughout his body. In response, he started licking and sucking at the spot, making Dan move around even more. Dan couldn't hold it back anymore. He moaned much louder and bucked his hips up without even realizing his actions. Phil moaned into Dan's skin, thankful for the perfect position they were in. Dan continued his actions, letting the sounds escape without hesitation now. He thrust his hips over and over, desperate for contact to his growing erection. Phil responded by grinding his hips down against Dan's.
"F-fuck…Phil…" Dan groaned out as he moved with Phil. He breathed out, unable to control the moans that were involuntarily pouring out. Phil kept working on the spot, licking stripes along the area and grazing his teeth over it. He wondered if he could get Dan to come this way alone. Considering how Dan was reacting, he suspected that he might be able to pull it off. Dan clearly had an extremely sensitive neck, and that could be considered an understatement. The sensations he felt there were connected to everything else, making it incredibly easy to give him pleasure. It made sense; everyone had their second, personal g-spot, and this was definitely his.
Phil picked up the pace, grinding his erection against Dan's much faster while still paying close attention to Dan's neck. Dan was twisting around even more now, letting out loud moans and breathing heavily. Even if he wouldn't admit it, Phil could tell he was close. Suddenly, Phil felt Dan fighting to get control of his arms.
"Ph-fuck! Phil, l-let me—uh!" Dan couldn't finish his sentence, but Phil knew what he wanted. Phil let go of Dan's wrists and repositioned, now in an even better position to grind their members together. Dan's hands flew to Phil's shoulders. He grabbed at Phil tightly, keeping his right hand on Phil's shoulder, and using his left hand to dig his nails into Phil's back. His legs were wrapped around Phil's waist as they moved together. Without warning, he moaned out very loudly, and his grip on Phil tightened to the point where it almost hurt Phil. Phil smirked, knowing Dan had just jizzed in his pants.
Dan fell back against the mattress, out of breath and exhausted. However, Phil didn't give him much time to breathe. Before Dan could process the pleasure that had gone through him, Phil was stripping him down. He swiftly removed Dan's shirt along with his own. Reaching down, he worked off Dan's jeans with ease, revealing Dan's soaked boxers. Dan felt his cheeks warm, and he avoided Phil's gaze. Phil didn't let him get away with it. He grabbed Dan's face, forcing Dan to look him in the eye.
"Something told me I could get you off from just sucking your neck and grinding our bodies together," he teased with a deep tone. Dan felt his erection twitching again from the sound of Phil's deep voice whispering in his ear. "Now we'll see what else I can do to you." He swiftly pulled off Dan's boxers and began stroking him. Dan threw his head back. He had already come, but Phil's touch was something else.
Phil let go of Dan and wet his fingers. Dan looked at him confused, wondering why he stopped. Phil then began rimming Dan at the same time that he took Dan into his mouth. Dan gripped tightly at the sheets, unable to contain the ecstasy coursing through his body. Phil carefully inserted one finger into Dan. Dan was no virgin, but he clearly didn't bottom very much, if at all. He was tight and he squirmed at Phil's touch. Phil couldn't help but to think about how good Dan was going to feel.
"I'm c-close!" warned Dan since Phil's mouth was still wrapped around him. Phil inserted a second finger and felt around carefully. His fingers brushed Dan's g-spot ever so slightly, and he knew it instantly due to Dan's loud reaction. "Oh fuck!" Phil smirked around Dan's length, and he roughly pushed his fingers against the spot again, easily sending Dan over the edge a second time. He swallowed Dan's load with ease, working him through his orgasm.
Dan lay back, breathing heavily. Coming twice back to back was exhausting. He had a few moments of relief while Phil was ridding himself of his pants and boxers, but soon enough Phil was back to fingering Dan, getting him ready.
"P-Phil," Dan lazily breathed out. "God…"
Phil worked Dan until he decided that Dan was ready. He reached over and opened Dan's suitcase expecting to find what he wanted in there. Sure enough, his fingers grazed over lube and condoms. Dan had been planning this night, and he knew it. He grabbed a condom and a bottle of lube. After slipping the condom onto his length, he coated Dan's entrance with the cherry lube.
Dan was trying to catch his breath. He had hit twice already, but he knew it wasn't over. Phil pushed into him a little, making sure to take it slow and easy since Dan wasn't used to being stretched out. Dan winced and tightened his grip on the sheets. He took a few deep breaths and then gave Phil the green light to continue. Phil slowly pushed in until he bottomed out. Dan had to take a moment to adjust; it still hurt a lot. Phil leaned down to kiss Dan. He moved slowly, letting Dan get used to being full.
After a minute, Dan allowed Phil to start moving. Phil started with slow, long thrusts, causing Dan to moan even louder than before. Now, all Dan felt was pleasure. Phil angled his hips, searching for Dan's sweet spot. Eventually he found an angle that caused Dan to nearly scream in ecstasy. He brought his head down and kissed Dan again, silencing him for a moment before even kissing wasn't enough to keep him from being loud. Dan released the bedsheets and brought his hands up to grab at Phil's back. He held on tight, trying to bring Phil as close as humanly possible.
Phil quickened his pace, unable to hold himself back anymore. The bed's headboard was beginning to bang against the wall do to how roughly he was slamming into Dan. Dan was kissing Phil with hot, open-mouthed kisses that were often interrupted by either of them moaning and trying to catch their breath.
"Fuck! Phil!" shouted Dan as he dug his nails into Phil's back, gripping as tightly as possible. Phil moved his mouth to Dan's neck again, biting and sucking at the tender area. Dan thought he might fall completely apart from the unbearable amounts of pleasure that flowed throughout him. "Fuck! Fuck! Uh! I—!" The words melded into loud moans as he thrusted his hips to meet Phil's, trying to fuck himself on Phil as hard as possible.
Phil quickened his pace, though he tried to keep it from getting too fast. He wanted to last as long as possible and continue to fuck Dan until the younger man was trembling beneath him. He settled into a steady pace, keeping his rhythm, but making sure it was enough to continue to give Dan pleasure. Judging by the sounds Dan was making, he knew he was in the right position, hitting Dan's prostate with each thrust.
Dan had no idea how to process and contain all of the ecstasy he was receiving. Not once in his life had he bottomed before, and now he wished he had sooner, because he was completely falling apart underneath Phil. His legs felt like jelly and were beginning to lightly shake. He felt Phil smirk into their kiss. He couldn't help but to feel incredibly embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do about it. Phil returned to sucking on his neck, and he swore he was going to lose it. A sound that was nearly a whine came from him. He clamped his mouth shut, mortified that Phil was making him come unglued.
"If I…didn't know any better…I'd say…you've never bottomed before," breathed out Phil in between moments of catching his breath. Dan said nothing, more like he was unable to say anything. Phil smirked. "You haven't." He realized he had two options. He could either have mercy and ease up a bit, or he could give Dan all he had and watch the cocky bastard fall to pieces.
That's when Dan let his pride get the better of him. "I…haven't. Is this…all you've got?" he managed despite barely being able to breathe. Phil's decision was made for him in that moment.
Phil quickened his pace, and he was relentless. Dan threw his head back, nearly screaming as he did so. Phil knew he was going to come soon, but he'd be damned if he let go too soon. He kept his harsh pace, thrusting harder. Dan couldn't control anything anymore. He screamed out loudly, unable to do any other action to express what he was feeling, and he couldn't contain it either. He trembled underneath Phil. Once Phil felt that, he came, no longer able to hold back. He didn't hesitate to collapse on Dan, completely exhausted. Both of them were coated in sweat, their fringes sticking to their foreheads. They both heaved heavy breaths loudly, unable to catch their breath.
Phil pulled out of Dan and then fell back on him, not having the strength to move off of the younger man. "Are you okay?" he asked, actually a little worried he was too rough. He could feel Dan still shaking beneath him.
Dan nodded, "I shouldn't have…opened my mouth…" His body trembled. He tried to still himself, but it was useless. He had no control over his body. All he could do was try to catch his breath. Phil rolled off of him, lying next to him and breathing heavily. Slowly, he rolled over so that he could lie on Phil, resting his head on Phil's chest. "I'm sorry…"
"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have accused you… I can't imagine going through what you went through." Phil maneuvered and kissed Dan's forehead. It was something light and tender, something that was comforting.
"Where do we go from here?" asked Dan in a quiet voice.
"Let's get through this trip, and then we'll figure something out. I don't care what the rules are. I want to be with you."
Dan shifted, moving so he could bring their lips together. They lay together, exchanging gentle kisses. Dan felt his heart breaking. He didn't know what they were going to do. If they were ever found out, it would be an absolute nightmare. However, as he felt Phil's lips move with his, he made himself a promise that he wouldn't let the world take away the person he loved, not again.
