The Boy With The Blue Eyes; Phan

Get used to it.

{^play and read on beat.}
My relationship with Dan has took it's turns.
It's sort of a romantic-sexual thing now.
Not really, but I'll say what I can.

Dan is leaving tonight, but he plays a certain song and makes me sit on his lap.
This usually goes the other way around.

I recognize the song instantly.
He smirks at me and holds my hips.
I place my hands on his shoulders.
"Whisper, say my name." He lip syncs.

The whole while is just lip syncing.
We already have played this song tons of times before.

"Trouble from your lips." I say, and he presses on my hips with a little more force.
I look down at him and he looks up at me, his eyes darker than usual. I tense.
"This feel, is what I'm after.." He goes.

The whole moment goes by really fast. 

I lean down and nibble his ear, while he pushes my legs apart so I'm more comfortable.

He smiles.

"I don't even care, yeah you got me, good." He pulls me towards him.

"We don't gotta know if we should.."

"Gettin' us on you, yeah you said I could.."

Cause you know that,

cause you know.

He pulls me and slams his lips into mine..

He rubs the backs of my thighs, making me whimper and sending chills down my spine.

Got me trippin, 

high of you..

I whine. But he just keeps going.

So addicted..

Got you trippin'

High off of me.

I pull away.

"You keep me from crashing down.. Stay a little longer, stay a little longer, with me.."

I go, pulling his shirt collar towards me. He runs his hands down my sides and I leave tiny love bites down his neck and collarbones. 

He shrugs me off and turns the music off.

 "Phil, you know I'm leaving tonight, I can't leave the house with these." He whines.

I kiss his nose lightly. "Sorry, Danny." I say and laugh.

I get up off him and start walking over somewhere else.

"Noooo Phillll, get back here I miss the feelingggg." He says and pouts.

"Dan, we both know very well that you're a bottom. Get used to it."

He pouts and shakes his head.

'''''

"Do you really have to go?.." I say and tug on his sleeve.

"Yes, Phil." He sighs.

"Okay.. Don't forget me, alright?" I whisper.