The Wolf of The Woods

Chapter Seventeen: Only fools fall

Panting slowly, breathing carefully, Dan composed himself. He uneasily rose to him feet, albeit a little slowly from the recovery but he still managed.
'Well then...' he exclaimed, feeling rather awkward now that he had just spoken for the first time in 12 hours.

Phil got up and gave him a soft smile. He was still clearly quite shaken (perhaps not quite as much as Dan) as anyone would have been after witnessing something like that. He pulled other boy into a tight hug pressing his face into Dan's chest.
'I'm proud of you' he breathed against him.

'Come on then' Phil spoke up again, after he two had finished the admittedly lengthy, sappy embrace 'let's go down to the lake, you clearly need a wash'

Dan nodded in agreement, looking pitifully at the wreckage of his ripped, mud stained clothes.
'Hey uh Phil, you don't suppose you could go back home and get me some spare clothes?' He asked as the pair started to walk slowly away from the clearing. 'these ones aren't exactly in the best condition' He chuckled.

'Yeah sure, I'll pick up some towels too' Phil replied picking up his pace and waking steadily away from Dan in the direction of home. Dan stopped, smiling after him.

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When Dan arrived at the lake alone, after what was thankfully only short walk, the sun had fully risen. It shone down on the water now, making it glisten and gleam in the light. He sat down on a nearby rock. As inviting as the water looked, he wanted to wait for Phil.

Having not much else to do, Dan began pondering thoughtfully. His thoughts rather predictably only consisting of one thing, or rather, one person.

He still couldn't even begin to fathom how lucky he was to have Phil. A man so selfless and caring he was willing to ignore everything else just to make sure he was okay. The man had done so much for him, even taught him how to love, a quality Dan had been quite sure he didn't posses until he'd met him.

The idea of being in a relationship with him still excited Dan. Even though they'd been dating for almost a month now, he still got chills every time he saw...

'Hey Dan'
Phil had returned from his trip. He was carrying two towels and two sets of clothes which he had slung over his shoulder. Dan didn't notice that straight away though, the first thing he noticed being that the man was wearing next to nothing.

Dan really wished he had realized he was staring sooner. It wasn't until Phil looked him in the eyes and then followed his line of vision to see where he was looking that he noticed, Phil's reddening face alerting him like a traffic light that maybe he should stop.

'Sorry!' He blurted out as his face turned an extremely similar shade to Phil's. Phil didn't respond instantly, only letting out a low chuckle and approaching Dan at the edge of the lake.
'I didn't mean to... I was' Dan continued to blabber until Phil interrupted, pressing his hand to Dan's mouth.
'Shhhhhh. You're allowed to look at me you know, I am your boyfriend' His other hand trailed downwards and found the hem of Dan's torn shirt.

'Can I take this off?' He asked gently. Dan nodded, still unable to speak, whether that was due to Phil's hand being over his mouth or just because he was in awe he didn't know. Before Dan knew it Phil had removed his shirt. He had taken his hand away from Dan's lips too, instead deciding to press his own lips against them and kiss him.

It started off slow, the pair of them wrapping around each other in a soft embrace. They seemed to just be enjoying the warmth of the kiss until Dan felt Phil's tongue brush along his bottom lip. Everything intensified after that, the gesture being more than just one of affection now. Everything became faster and more intense. Dan ran his fingers through Phil's hair, messing it up immensely.

'Hey!' Phil chastised. He let his hands roam downwards then, one tracing down Dan's back and the other finding his nipple. He flicked it playfully for a moment before squeezing it hard.

Dan let out a whimper against Phil's mouth, he began to back away slightly as if he was trying to object. Phil knew he wouldn't though so he carried on teasing. Dan was almost growing hard now, his hunger for Phil rapidly increasing. Phil, almost as if he was aware of this, started biting Dan's bottom lip. He nibbled it playfully before letting it bounce back to its original position.

Dan moaned. He was definitely hard now. He backed away again slightly, seemingly pretending that he wanted to stop when he obviously didn't. Perhaps it would have been wise if he had though...

He was so caught up in the kiss that he didn't even notice what he was doing. He backed up further and further. Phil realized what was happening only a second before it did, calling out a little too late...

'Dan!'
SPLASH. Dan's footing had slipped. He'd tried desperately to grab onto Phil, arms flailing in desperation but to no avail.

Phil erupted with laughter as he looked pitifully down at the now half drowned mess that was Dan.

Talk about ruining the moment.