#makingout masterlist

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Making Out (3) Masterlist

part one, part two

beg like you're asking god for forgiveness (ao3) - nunicorn

Summary: “Please,” Phillippa pleaded. “Please.”

“Beg for it.”

“Dani,”

“Beg like you’re asking God for forgiveness.”

Deeper Than Blue (ao3) - httphowell

Summary: While on holiday, Dan and Phil go scuba diving and share a quiet, intimate moment in the water.

First meeting (ao3) - xoxolydia

Summary: This started as a joke but clearly it isn't a joke anymore...

he tastes like you (only sweeter) (ao3) - ghostdnp (ghostdnfie)

Summary: Dan comes up with an idea for he and Phil to get girls' attention at a party, but it turns out neither of them care about the girls.

i will not ask you where you came from (neither should you) (ao3) - Anonymous

Summary: Dan was seven years old when he knew what his calling in life was. He had sat, squished between his parents and infant brother, in the front row of Sunday mass. As he swayed along to the choir singing Amazing Grace, he looked up at his mom and said: “Mommy, I want to be a nun when I grow up!”

or, sister daniel is a nun who wants to make some extra money. he starts a demon-magic etsy shop offering penis enlargement spells and summons the demon phil to fulfill his orders. he quickly becomes infatuated.

Is it serious? (ao3) - antiadvil

Summary: In which Fi doesn’t have a ride home, Dani gives her one, they make out in her car, and there is just a little bit of discussion of feelings.

Mornings With You (ao3) - httphowell

Summary: Dan sitting on the kitchen counter, legs spread wide as he watches Phil make coffee, a subtle smirk on his lips. Every time Phil’s back is turned, Dan slowly slides his hand up his shirt, teasing him without saying a word.

my my my! (ao3) - twoheadlights (fizzfic)

Summary: phil has tried to push his feelings down for dan for years until it physically isn't possible. it's not like dan even likes him anyway.

right?

please don't doubt (I will get this and I love you) (ao3) - jonsaremembers

Summary: They talk about marriage, and then they lapse into teasing. It's an old familiar pattern.

song and story (ao3) - kay_okay

Summary: In this universe, Dan, a music composition grad student working on his thesis, and Phil, a novelist trying his best to get over his sophomore slump, book the week before Christmas in a bed and breakfast nestled against snow-covered mountains in France. They're tapped out creatively and need the week to work on their projects.

In this universe, Dan and Phil don't know each other. At least, that's how it starts.

the demons that bring us together (ao3) - itsmyusualphannie (itsmyusualweeb)

Summary: Dan knew he should be doing his patrols of London, especially with Valentine still on the loose, but he gets sidetracked and when he goes to a downworlder cafe, he meets Phil. The warlock isn’t like most downworlders. He is kind and caring, and weirdly enough, attracted to Dan.

Unbuttoned, Unbothered, Unstoppable (ao3) - httphowell

Summary: After their Terrible Influence Tour show, Dan and Phil return to their hotel room, where Phil, still buzzing with energy, lounges in a half-unbuttoned shirt, golden trousers, and a pair of ridiculous wolf ears. Dan wants to make fun of him, but instead, he finds himself staring, caught off guard by just how good Phil looks like that.

Inspired by that picture... yeah, you know what one I'm talking about (it's included if you don't know, come find out)

Valley (ao3) - Misha_with_wings

Summary: Dan and Phil definitely weren’t outdoorsy people, but the one time they decide to go hiking their lives change forever.

Or- they go hiking and find an abandoned dog and Phil begs Dan to keep it.

who you are and who you've been (ao3) - kay_okay

Summary: The last day of summer seems like the perfect time to break into a public pool and make life-altering decisions in the middle of the night.

you’d wish i could be your girlfriend, boyfriend (ao3) - foxtrot_writes

Summary: Phil helps Dan with her HRT shot and then they make out. That’s the fic.

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Making Out Masterlist

Always In Spring (ao3) - loveliketheweather luke/calum, michael/ashton M, 17k

Summary: Luke and Calum’s friendship has gone through many highs and lows, and it’s so full of parallels and full-circle moments that it’s almost like the universe is set to make sure they grow, love and stay together.

but then i hear u calling (there u are) (ao3) - orphan_account michael/luke N/R, 933

Summary: michael and luke have always been the closest. friendly kisses lasting no longer than 3 seconds are shared frequently between the duo- calum and ashton watching from a distance, almost admiring their friendship. until it wasn't a friendship anymore.

Calum and Michael -Play With Me (ao3) - orphan_account michael/calum, luke/ashton E, 2k

Summary: The one where Ashton is pissed off at Luke and they end up making out on the couch with their hands down each others pants while porn is playing in the background.

carrot correspondence (ao3) - galacticsugar, kaleidoscopeminds luke/calum T, 15k

Summary: His eyes. Calum is losing seconds if not weeks looking at them. They’re a little heavy and a lot hazy, framed with such ridiculously long lashes, and they glitter and shine at Calum as he pauses, with his lips already half turned up like he’s prepared to be delighted at any of Calum’s answers.

Calum entertains an errant passing thought about whether the bride would be willing to go for a gold glitter dusting on top of the piped flower design for the godforsaken carrot cake and—

The fucking carrot cake. Fuck.

Drunk on Occasion (ao3) - elliebird calum/ashton E, 1k

Summary: "I started a party cause I got drunk." - Ashton, episode 7 of Cocktail Chats

how far is far? (are we too deep?) (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton T, 3k

Summary: “Why are you helping me shave, again?” Calum smiled as he watched Luke drop the stuff on the bench beside Calum’s leg, then headed off to the cupboard to find a towel. He was cute when he was on a mission. Something about the way he pouted a little when he concentrated ( making his lips seem extra kissable), and the little crease that always appeared between his eyebrows…Calum couldn’t place what exactly, but something about it was just cute.

i'll be singin' to you (ao3) - The_Lady luke/ashton T, 9k

Summary: Ashton is awe-inspiring, and Luke desperately needs him to know exactly how much Luke loves him, but every time he tries to speak beyond the generic 'I love you,' the words lodge in his throat.

in a big red bow (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum M, 7k

Summary: 5 times Calum checks out Luke’s ass and 1 time he finally gets to touch it.

like a bursting sunrise (ao3) - toddamyanderson luke/calum T, 1k

Summary: “Morning,” Luke murmurs softly.

Calum grunts something unintelligible in response as he rolls onto his side, facing Luke, and he manages to keep his glazed brown eyes open, pinning Luke with a sleepy and soft stare, and Luke just can’t stop smiling. He’s too damn cute when he’s tired.

Like The Feathers In My Hair (ao3) - beendreaminglikeafool luke/everyone T, 3k

Summary: Luke likes flirting with his three bandmates.

minute suite dreams (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum M, 10k

Summary: The attendant disappears down the hall, and Luke finally gets a good look at the place he and Calum will be spending the night.

“Oh fuck,” Luke murmurs under his breath, wheeling his suitcase into the space and looking back at Calum apologetically. “It’s, uh. Small.”

never one for winter (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum M, 20k

Summary: “Hey Cal, it’s Luke. Uh, so I’m actually coming home for Christmas. Kind of a last minute thing. I’m literally on a plane, about to take off but, um — are you gonna be around tonight? I thought maybe I could stop by. Let me know, and I’ll figure it out when I land.”

As soon as the plane lands, Luke flips off airplane mode and waits, shaking from the suspense, the stress, the everything that has been his life over the past few hours.

There’s a text from Calum. 

Calum: i’m around. And i’ve got tequila.

silver lining (ao3) - toddamyanderson luke/calum M, 15k

Summary: “Hey, man. You alright?”

Luke jumps at the deep voice sounding from behind him. He spins around to face it, one hand clutching his camera in case he’s about to get kicked out for being in the wrong section when he is, in fact, meant to be here, as a registered photographer.

But when Luke turns around, there’s just one guy there, lounging on a small stack of boxes with one leg hitched up for him to sling an arm over, exuding calm confidence.

He’s clearly a model.

staring at the sunshine (ao3) - toddamyanderson luke/calum T, 19k

Summary: And the way those blue eyes are looking at him now. There’s flashes of that heat from before building in them, which is kind of intense. Calum doesn’t usually get this look from Luke. Only sometimes, when they’re a little drunk or a little high and the rules become fuzzy and looks aren’t meant to matter as much.

Stars in your eyes (ao3) - vasattope (rachelsheart) luke/ashton M, 5k

Summary: Luke figures out his sexuality and makes Ashton doubt everything he thought he knew about himself in the process.

sugar rush (ao3) - galacticsugar Luke/Calum E, 6k

Summary: It’s pulled so tightly across Luke’s throat. It’s a miracle the string hasn’t snapped entirely.

Luke’s a little sweaty, colorful smudges of the chalky candy rubbing off against his skin. Would they taste sweet or salty under Calum’s tongue?

when you're up close (ao3) - toddamyanderson luke/calum M, 5k

Summary: It’s a lot more wild tonight, more free, and maybe that's because it’s just the two of them here, dancing in a random bar in London while the rest of the band and crew are probably asleep back at the hotel. Calum’s not complaining though, he likes it when it’s just the two of them. Luke and Calum, Calum and Luke, like it always is.

you keep his shirt (he keeps his word) (ao3) - CalmCake luke/calum M, 2k

Summary: Calum keeps finding Luke in his clothes and it keeps getting progressively more ridiculous.

the request: finding the other one wearing their clothes

[boopiemadz]

hi friend!! would love some more established relationship popular!reader + loser!travis (so basically just canon travis). preferably fluff— maybe a scene where reader has reservations about their relationship being public so Travis doesn’t think reader would want to be seen with him because shes popular. that’s not why. reader just absolutely does not give a shit about that and aspect and responds by making it very obvious that they’re dating. or anything. i really don’t care

if you don’t want to there’s absolutely no pressure ofc. ur writing is what’s getting me into x reader fics and I just want more so tysm <3

- 🧸🍓

🥹🥹 dude yr bouta make me cry... OFC! This is such a cute idea I was giggling and kicking my feet while writing this, forgive thee if the beginnings a little angsty- its habitual atp, but dw it gets rlly cute and fluffy at the end :)

No more hiding. ~Blurb~

!Popularreader X !LoserTravis (Collection masterlist)

The brick wall behind the bleachers was cool against you back as Travis kissed you like you were the only girl in the world. His hands hovered at your hips, thumbs brushing over the hem of your shirt, warm and a little shaky. You tilted your chin, deepening the kiss until he groaned softly, like he couldn’t help himself.

This was your thing. The ritual. After fifth period and before practice, tucked away where no one looked too hard. He tasted like cinnamon gum and mystery, you’d never get tired of it.

But when he pulled back today, something was different. His eyes didn’t hold yours like usual, he just looked down and took his hands off you right away. You blinked up at him. “What?” He shook his head, avoiding your gaze. “Nothing.”

“Liar.” You nudged his leg with your sneaker. “Talk to me.” But he didn’t. He just stood, brushing off his jeans and muttering something about being late.

It got weird after that.

You still met under the bleachers. Still kissed like you were starving for each other. But his hands stayed hesitant, and his eyes kept dodging yours. In the hallways he avoided your gaze, he tried his hardest to stay away from your lunch spot instead of giving you a tight lipped smile and a 'hey' like he normally did.

Two days later, it hit a boiling point.

You were at your locker, pulling out your gym clothes when Natalie- one of the few people who knew about you and Travis, slid up beside you with a raised brow.

“He’s sulking.” You blinked. “Who?” She gave you a look. “Don’t do that. You know who.” You sighed. “I don’t get it. We’re fine. Or- he hasn’t said anything.”

“That’s the problem.” Natalie leaned closer, whispering, “People talk, you know. About you. And him. You’re the pretty popular girl, he’s the awkward loner dude. Everyone’s got an opinion. Don't think that's something he'd just casually bring up.”

Your stomach twisted. “Somebody said something, didn’t they?” She hesitated. Then nodded. “In the locker room. Couple guys made a comment about how you ‘dont actually like Travis.’ Something about how how he's too 'weird' for you.” You slammed your locker. The sound echoed.

“That’s bullshit,” you muttered. “How'd they even know we've been hooking up? W- Thats not the point but like- thats such bullshit.”

“Maybe someone saw you guys,” Natalie said. “Assumed because you were makingout under the bleachers you were embarrassed about him our something, using him.”

You found him outside after fourth period, sitting against the wall behind the gym, textbook in his lap, hair a little messy from running his hands through it.

“Hey,” you said, sliding next to him. He didn’t look at you. “So this is what we’re doing now?” He sighed. “What do you mean?”

“I mean…” You threw your hands up. “We kiss like crazy, hang out all the time, and now you barely look at me.” He stared ahead, jaw tight. “It’s fine. I get it. You don’t want people to see you with me.”

You froze.

“What?”

He stood, textbook closing with a thud. “You’re popular, okay? You’ve got this whole thing going. I’m the weird kid with headphones in and no social life. You keep us private because you don’t want the whole school whispering about how you downgraded.”

Your heart dropped.

“That’s what you think?” you asked, quiet. He shrugged, arms crossed. “It’s fine. I’m not mad. Just wish I’d seen it sooner.” You were speechless for a moment, heat rising behind your eyes. Not embarrassment- anger.

“You think I’m hiding you because I’m ashamed of you?”

“Am I wrong?”

You stepped forward, voice shaking with something sharp. “You’re wrong because I’ve never met anyone who makes me feel more like myself than you do. You’re wrong because I’ve spent years being watched like I’m someone on display, and this? You and me? It was finally something that was just mine, just ours.”

He blinked. You kept going.

“When I’m with you, I’m not perfect or popular or anything for anyone. I’m just... me. And I liked having that. I liked having you all to myself. If you think I won’t show the whole damn school you’re mine...”

You grinned, stepping into his space, hands finding the hem of his shirt and tugging gently. “Watch me.”

The next morning, you did your makeup the way you always did- just a little extra shimmer on your eyes. Gloss. The gold hoops Travis said he liked. You wore his hoodie tied around your waist ,the one he left at your house last weekend.

You found him leaning against his locker before second period, hands buried in his jacket pockets. You didn’t hesitate. You walked straight up to him, curled your fingers into his collar, and kissed him.

Not a peck. Not a blink-and-you-miss-it kiss. A real kiss. In front of everyone. Warm hands on his chest, your fingers curling just under his collar. You felt him stiffen in surprise before melting into it, arms sliding around your waist, mouth warm and hungry on yours. You heard a locker slam nearby. Someone gasp.

You didn’t care.

You pulled back only when you wanted to, heart thudding. His eyes were wide. “What was that?” You smirked. “Me, not being embarrassed.”

He laughed, actually laughed, and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, kissing your cheek gently. “Okay,” he said. “Message received.”

Later, when you ducked into an empty classroom during lunch (because old habits die hard), he pressed you up against the door and kissed you breathless, hands gripping your hips like he couldn’t believe this was real.

“I still want it to be just ours sometimes,” you whispered against his lips. “But that doesn’t mean I’m hiding.” He kissed your jaw, your neck, his voice low and warm. “I know. Just needed to hear it.”

You tangled your fingers in his, pulling him even closer. “Then hear this. You’re mine. Loud and clear.” He smiled into your mouth. “Yours.”

That afternoon, the whispers were louder than usual. People stared. And you? You kissed him in the hallway anyway. Because he wasn’t just your secret anymore. He was your everything. And you were done pretending otherwise.

A/N-

Can someone help me! I cant insert 'keep reading; without it messing with the formatting of my images... its so annoying.

(feel free to slide into my inbox :)

[hwavsg4ch4n]

Helloooo can I request something? Something like Hyunjin’s best friend being like really cool and dragging him and mutual friends to a strip club where she encourages him to have fun, but he keeps turning it down. She later makes a light joke about it and he tells her really seductively that it’s because his eyes are set on only one woman, which was her. After this yk, things turn sexy

ME? |H.H|

note: thank you sm for the request!!! It was actually really fun writing this. Sorry for taking so long, I'm a bit busy with school right now as well as writing the series, but requests are always fun! I might actually close my asks for a while, just until the series is done though. I'll close requests on Feb 14th, so get all of yours in until then so I can work on some stuff besides the series! I'll make a separate post probably.

warnings/tags: dom!hyunjin, sub!reader, fem!reader, dryhumping, makingout, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (WRAP IT UP), creampie, prasing, teasing, orgasam (both), mentions of other members, mentions of alcohol, aftercare

this is purely fiction <masterlist>

The boy sighed, his eyes squinting as the obnoxiously loud music practically burst his eardrums. "Y/n, I wanna go home." He chuckled sarcastically, watching as his best friend pouted playfully. You stuck your tongue before not so secretly whispering into Minho's ear, no doubt informing him about his foul mood. You walked off to the bar after ruffling uncomfortable boy's hair, informing that you'll be right back.

"Ugh, Hyunjin! Live a little!" Minho yelled, clearly tipsy as he slapped his shoulder; laughing as Hyunjin flinched away. "Here, I got you a beer. At least drink a bit!" His face scrunched as he looked at the green glass bottle that you handed him.

He took a forced gulp, watching as all his friends sang along to the blaring music, frowning as you pulled Changbin to the section of poles occupied by hard-working dancers, throwing money as you danced along to the music, clapping and yelling excitedly as a dancer did a trick. He loved seeing you have fun, but why did it have to be this kind of fun?

Hyunjin felt miserable, why couldn't this just be a normal friends night? Watching a movie on the couch, maybe going out to dinner. And if you insisted on drinking, the sum of you could just drink in the dorms! He'd be comfortable, he'd be able to talk to you in ways that didn't involve shouting over heart-pumping beats. But no, you suggested a strip club; Hyunjin's worst nightmare. It wasn't always his worst nightmare, not until he started viewing you differently. Unfortunately, he couldn't say no to you, not when you were practically jumping off the walls when everyone else agreed.

"Jinnie, you're not leaving until you get a lap dance." His eyes widened at your command, all the while steadying your tipsy form as you plopped down next to him, stumbling over your platforms. "Y/n, I'm not sure about that." He said timidly. His face heated up as he spotted a dancer strutting over to their section, clad in silver sequence lingerie and heels that Hyunjin wondered if they were even comfortable to maneuver in. "Mmmm, well… too late!" He looked at you annoyed as a bubbly giggle left your lips. "What? She's pretty Hyun, why not?!" His face flushed with embarrassment, acting on pure instinct as the dancer placed herself on his lap.

"Hyunjin, what the hell was that?" You chucked, taking your heels off lazily at his front door. "I told you I didn't wanna do it." He whined childishly, his ears still red from the events that took place at the strip club.

You shook your head in disbelief, plopping down on the soft couch as he followed behind you quietly. "You literally pushed her to the side..." He avoided eye contact. "The poor woman landed on Jeongin." Hyunjin couldn't help but chuckle, remembering how wide the younger's eyes got, followed by him becoming a stuttery mess in the car ride to drop him home. "I don't think we should've brung him." Hyunjin joked, laying back on the couch cushions with ease. "I don't think I should've brought you either." A laugh ripped out of your chest as your best friend groaned.

"I didn't even wanna go! I just wanted to go get bbq or something, I don't know... We could've drank some soju and.. yeah." You watched him ramble on in confusion. "I just wanted you all to have some fun, that's all." You smiled sweetly at his tense form. He sighed, sitting up and facing you fully. "That's not my idea of fun, y/n." He mumbled, playing with his fingers to avoid looking at your expressions. "Well, I can see that. Even the guys were surprised.” Hyunjin ruffled through his hair, thinking about how they all teased him after the little incident.

"Why don't you like those kinds of things? Hm?" He didn't answer, too busy trying to calm his racing pulse. Why did you have to ask him that? "You always used to be so bold, and flirty. Like, in high school, girls would hate me! They'd always say they hooked up with you so I had no chance... gross." Hyunjin noticeably winced at the distant memory. Out of all things... you had to bring that up? "Y/n... I'm not like that anymore." You chuckled, "Well I'm curious as to why you're not like that anymore Hyun."

Why did you have to know everything? Why can't he just keep this one secret? The traces of alcohol in Hyunjin's bloodstream made him question if you'd even care about his feelings. How you made him feel when you touched his shoulder or tapped his thigh to get his attention. Could you really not tell when he had to excuse himself 5 minutes after you sitting on his lap when there are no more seats? He looked at your curious expression as you waited for his answer. He wondered if you were being this oblivious on purpose.

He rolled his eyes, annoyed at his constant flow of thoughts, but finally, he came to the conclusion... fuck it. "I'm tired of you being so damn clueless." You were taken back by his sudden change in demeanor. With widened eyes, you stumbled out your response. "W-what do you mean?" you ask hesitantly, not being able to predict the answer you'd get as he - for this first time tonight - was stern with you; holding your gaze in a way that made you wish to look away, but you didn't. "Y/n, I don't pay attention to anyone else... because of you." With parted lips, you took in a soft breath. "Me?"

"You really couldn't tell?" You felt small as he scooted closer to you. "When a girl comes up to me, and I reject her... you don’t get anything from that?" you shook your head, "I just thought you were shy?" He chuckled at your naivety, "When have I ever been shy, y/n? You said it yourself, I'm flirty, bold... aren't I?" You didn't realize how close he was until he glanced down to your parted lips, licking his before gazing back into your flustered orbs. Your chest tightened as his nose grazed yours. "H-Hyunj-" he soon interrupted, "I'm surprised you didn't ask me what was different about me sooner. Asked me if I liked someone. I would've told you how you make my heart flutter just by breathing in my fucking direction."

Hyunjin blamed his actions on that little bit of alcohol, thinking it was now getting to him, and he didn't seem to care. If he was sober he would've let out a simple "I like you." And left it at that, dealing with the long talk that would've come with the confession. But he was tired of not acting on his feelings. If you didn't want him, he'd stop, he'll apologize, he'd push all the alcohol in his system out by force if he had to, just to talk to you about how long he's been feeling, maturely. But it didn't seem like you wanted to stop him. Not when your lashes were fluttering and your eyes were following the movement of his tongue as the muscle ran over his plump lips.

He smirked as you gulped, "Am I too close to you?" his grin widened as you whispered a "no". Hyunjin brought his hand up, stroking your cheek softly. "Would you like to kiss me?" You didn't know how to answer the question. Well, you knew your answer. The thoughts of kissing your best friend never left your mind, not when his full lips were always in your line of sight. But what would happen after the deed was done? "Gosh, who cares?" You tell yourself, the consequences will be dealt with later.

"I wanna kiss you." His thumb ran over your bottom lip gently, "Then do it." You felt even smaller at his command. "Seems like you're the shy one now, hm?" Your face heated up at his sentence, followed by a tingle in your fingertips as Hyunjin cupped your cheek, tilting his head as he inched closer to you. His lips grazed yours as he smiled at the way your eyelids fluttered closed. "You're so cute." He whispered, pecking your cupid's bow, to both corners of your mouth. You sighed, getting impatient at his teasing. "Hyunjin-" The grip on your cheek got a bit sturdier. "Ah ah ah, let me take my time with you. Can I have that?"

What was he doing to you? Your legs felt weak and you were already sitting down. You wanted to touch him but felt as if you weren't allowed to. Before another thought could form, his soft lips found yours. Taking you into a deep kiss that you had no intentions of backing away from. An uninvited whimper ripped from you. The sound waves of your whimper flowed through Hyunjin and straight to his groin, he quickly pulled you closer and onto his lap. He soon got a better angle, kissing you deeper as he squeezed your thighs, your dress hiking up while you rested your palms on his neck.

Hyunjin's tongue slipped past your lips, massaging your tongue with his. The slow steady movements felt like a dream as his big hands gripped your flesh, sliding under your dress as the cold metal of his rings made you shiver. Your breath hitched against his moving lips as you felt poking to your clothed core. Your dress was up to your tummy by now, but the only thing you cared about was Hyunjin's hands grabbing your bottom, his fingers slightly dipping under the black cotton. But most importantly, the feeling of the growing erection under you was taking up space in your mind.

You grinded down slightly, a soft moan was let out by him. He grips your flesh tighter, helping with your rhythm. Hyunjin pulled away, resting his forehead on yours as your hips ground harder into him. "Fuck, keep going," he murmured, his eyes closed as you dipped your head into his sensitive neck. "Y-y/n..." He gasped, throwing his head back to give your eager lips more access. He was in awe, feeling your warmth through the clothing separating you two. He only imagined how warm you were, how wet you could get. However, his head wasn't thrown back in ecstasy for long, as your hips gifted him a particularly deep movement. His head shot up and he stopped your hips, holding them still with his hands.

"God, you almost made me cum." he breathed out. You looked into his lowly set eyes, tracing over the marks you gave him. "Are you gonna fuck me, Hyun?" He grew surprised at your question. "How wet are you exactly, hm?" You whined in embarrassment and he laughed, the sound of his chuckling making more arousal pool into your underwear. "Let me see." You didn't even try to protest as you climbed off his lap and onto your back, the L-couch giving you enough space to comply and open your legs willingly. Hyunjin's dick twitched at your actions, "You're such a good girl, who knew you'd be so good?" You bit your lip, your eyes sparkling as his gaze averted to the dark wet spot in your underwear. "Oh y/n... we have to take care of you don't we?" He asked, using his fingers to press into the spot.

Your hips swirled, looking for any friction possible. "P-please fuck me, please I'll be good." He cooed, cupping your core before slipping off the ruined cloth. Hyunjin almost drooled at the sight before him, your heat glistening as your hole contracted around nothing. He soon unbuckled his belt, sliding his boxers and pants down, letting his member spring free. Your needy whimper wasn't noticed, as he was too occupied staring at you dripping onto his couch.

He couldn't help but dip two fingers in your cunt, the sound of entry making his lips part. You moaned, throwing your head back on the arm of the couch as his fingers swirled inside of you. You fought the urge to clench your walls as he slid his fingers out of your entrance, using your arousal to coat his dick. "Hyunie, please." You sighed out, flinching slightly as he slapped his member on your clit. He chuckled softly, watching as he slowly dipped his tip in you with ease, your relieved moan flowing through his body as his member jumped at the sound, forcing his length to go an inch deeper. Hyunjin hissed as your walls already tightened around his girth.

"F-fuck y/n, try to relax a bit for me." You let out a hushed sorry, relaxing your walls, allowing him to fill you up fully as he pushed himself in all the way. He stayed still, helping you adjust to the new size, but also to help him grasp onto the little bit of sanity he had left. He took in a deep breath, looking to the gray ceiling and closing his eyes as he tried to ground himself. "You feel so fucking good." He grumbled, looking down and placing a hand on your belly, noticing how his print showed through your skin. He started to move, thrusting his hips fluidly as you struggled to take in deep steady breaths. "Fa-faster please." He looked up, smiling as your eyes were glued shut; he let you get away with this for this one time.

He sped up, quickly finding a rhythm you both fell in love with. Your hands shot down, placing the tips of your fingers on his tummy, he was so deep. Your breasts were spilling out of your dress from the power of his thrusts. Hyunjin stared, biting his lip as the flesh bounced, finally escaping the confinements of your dress. His hands reached up and gripped one of your mounds, clutching as he gripped onto one of your hips, swiftly changing the angle.

You squeaked at the difference, "Oh my god, oh my god," You chanted.  Your walls clenched around him, Hyunjin hissed, dipping his head into your neck and biting the flesh, sucking as he struggled to hold in his exclaims of pleasure.

You felt him twitch, "Cum in me," He stopped sucking at your skin, letting out a deep groan in response. His thrusts got harder, his tip hitting against your g-spot repeatedly.

"Hyun, gonna-" He nodded, looking into your eyes as he tried to calm himself down; looking at your face didn't help his case at all. Your mascara was slightly smeared, and your skin was glowing as your lips were parted. "Cum y/n," He whispered, his thrusts getting sloppier as your walls pulsed around him. Hyunjin was done for, done when your back arched and your eyes rolled back, whining out his name and a string of incoherent pleas.

His brows furrowed and his stomach clenched, feeling your walls pull him in snugly. Hyunjin released into you, groaning as his head dipped into your shoulder. His member throbbed, pushing his cum into you as he fucked you two though the climax.

Hyunjin looked up, watching your expression become relaxed as you slowly opened your eyes. "So that's what I was missing?" he chuckled at your playfulness, pulling out of you slowly. Hyunjin watched with a shy smile as his cum spilled out of you. "Uhm… I'll be right back." He pulled up his pants and walked to the bathroom, getting a damp cloth. "It might be a bit cold." He says rushing over, wiping you off.

Hours later, you were under the covers in his bed. His band-T over your torso as you leaned on his chest. "I didn't think you'd be that much of a sub." You rolled your eyes at his random comment, not taking your eyes off the movie he picked. "Well don't get used to it."

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Making Out (2) Masterlist

Links last checked: March 13th, 2025

part one

An Angel in a Leather Jacket (ao3) - bakingphaninmymind

Summary: An argument starts it all. Hell comes after for Dan Howell, the school pastel boy. He only wanted to help, but got backstabbed in the end. From a safe position in the school hierarchy, Dan is up to neck in an affair he never had and starts finding threats in his locker. He needs someone on his side if he wants to make it to the end of high school. A mysterious punk boy promises him protection. The condition Dan needs to meet, though, is far from normal.

and they were (not) roommates (ao3) - AimiTachibanana

Summary: dan wakes up in the hufflepuff dorms

Close Your Eyes and I’ll Kiss You (Tomorrow I’ll Miss You) (ao3) - SimplyUndead

Summary: Summertime was the best time, if you asked either Dan Howell or Phil Lester. It was sunshine, catching waves, and no worries. When their paths cross, however, that all changes, and before either of them notices, summer becomes much more.

coming home (ao3) - waveydnp

Summary: phil gets home from christmas holiday and dan’s waiting.

Fuck Away The Pain (ao3) - Misha_with_wings

Summary: Phil’s boyfriend cheats on him leaving him a mix of sad, angry, and a million other unidentified emotions.

Luckily Dan was always there for him.

holy ghost (ao3) - sadlybunny

Summary: A reunion between the prince and his fiancé after Phil has been in Germany.

Love me (ao3) - Misha_with_wings

Summary: Dan is cute and he knows it, and he really wants his boyfriends attention. So he decides to annoy Phil until he gets what he wants.

....

Dan loudly clears his throat, “Um excuse me? Yeah your cute boyfriend is right here and asking for attention.” He over-dramatically gestures to himself.

Night In - counting2fifteen

Summary: Phil feels bad after a five second fight with his boyfriend. He is extra soft to make up for it.

Silver Hoop (ao3) - ahappyphil

Summary: That damn earring. Phil can’t help but indulge in the minute they’re alone

the bonus prize (ao3) - natigail

Summary: Dan asks for a bonus prize. Phil is willing to give him whatever he wants. But that isn’t exactly a new development.

The Great Unexpected Daddy Kink - gorgeousdan

Summary: Dan totally doesn’t have a daddy kink. It’s just that sometimes he reads phanfics and sometimes he turns red when he calls Phil daddy in these fics and sometimes he uses humour to cover up the fact that he finds it totally, ridiculously, hot.

The Swear Jar (ao3) - Spring_Haze

Summary: Phil teases Dan about his language during a gaming live stream and offers him a deal off camera. The sexual game proves to be a real challenge for Dan, who wants nothing more than to collect his unique reward.

The Unexpected Harvest (ao3) - cosmogeny

Summary: Dan and Phil do the Chapstick Challenge, except for how they don’t.

vampires will never hurt you (ao3) - howellesterfics

Summary: Dan is embarrassed by his mistake of a Halloween costume, but not everybody has such negative feelings towards it.

when it rains, it's lemon cakes (ao3) - corvinephan

Summary: "The thought of the boy quickly becomes one of his go-to fantasies, the thing that helps him get through the day, tethering him to reality and making it a bearable experience. And really, Phil thinks that it's a bit much to feel this way about what is, essentially, a complete stranger, but he's always been bad with fantasies, getting lost in them easily, head always filled with impossible scenarios and tender moments he'll never get to experience."

Sneaking around. Crushed pastries at the bottom of the tray. Kisses at dawn and the impending threat of an arranged marriage.

Phil meets a tall stranger on a late-night rendezvous through the castle. What happens when that stranger's smile and laugh fill an entire room, burrowing besides Phil's heart and refusing to leave?

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Making Out Masterlist

Links last checked: March 13th 2025

30 Kisses for 30 Years - gorgeousdan

Summary: It’s Phil’s thirtieth birthday and Dan is determined to give him thirty kisses. Meanwhile, Phil’s been having domestic thoughts.

Brat (ao3) - Misha_with_wings

Summary: Dan is a sassy little brat and he’s such a tease.

So Phil decides to put Dan back in his place, that place being on his knees.

Come Undone - fireandpetrol

Summary: Dan and Phil’s first night together.

Easter Baking (ao3) - deathclassic

Summary: Dan and Phil make out for nearly 2 hours while waiting for the Easter nests to chill.

Film The World Before It Happens - gorgeousdan

Summary: Dan and Phil are in a rut. All they ever do is have loving, vanilla sex, and Dan is sick of it. He decides to take matters into his own hands. By seducing Phil.

Frickle Frackle On The Bouncy Bounce - chocolatesaucelester

Summary: Dan rides Phil on a trampoline.

In The Morning (ao3) - ramonaspeaks

Summary: Dan and Phil get drunk and start making out but Phil stops it even though Dan really wants to have sex.

It’s A Good Hurt - cuddlephan

Summary: Dan and Phil makeout after the tackle hug.

Keychain - cuddlephan

Summary: Phil makes Dan a keychain.

Kissing Lessons - phanlight

Summary: A kissing lesson from a friend gets a little out of hand.

Kissing Lessons - auroraphilealis

Summary: Phil makes due on those tutoring lessons (and on his implication of some kissing lessons as well).

Let Me Show You Everything I Know (Lapdance 101) - chocolatesaucelester

Summary: Dan challenges Phil to a lapdance and things get a little bit more heated than anticipated.

lets get drunk and make out (ao3) - wekingsandprettythings

Summary: Saturday nights were for alone time.

Simmer Down and Pucker Up - chocolatesaucelester

Summary: Months of pent up emotion come bubbling to the surface when Dan and Phil get locked in a closet.

Sleepy Kisses - cuddlephan

Summary: A bit of making out and neck kissing.

too spoon, bro. too spoon. (ao3) - stylinshaw

Summary: PJ works at Ikea, and Dan and Phil have a domestic spat about cutlery. And they make out in a closet.