#damonxreader

A= Aftercare (What they're like after sex)

Damon would love to see you a mess after sex. He get up from the bed and look at you, knowing you were under his control after what he just did to you. You both would be sweaty and completely out of breath. Total smell of sex in the air.

B= Body Part (Their favourite body part of their partners)

He loves your folds, you could feel him instantly relax when he would ease into you. He also appreciated your ass a lot of the time. He would gently hold your ass as you straddled him and would get you in the mood by slapping and spreading them while making out.

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum basically .. I’m disgusting person)

He was able to dominate you with a flicker of his eyes. One of his favorite things was him watching you swallow his cum as you looked up to him. Your mouth open and a clear view of where it was going to go. You couldn't deny that it got you instantly wet. The look in his eyes would be overpowering.

D= Dirty Play (Pretty Self Explanatory)

Bondage. Damon knew what you liked, he knew the pain you found pleasure in. His little sub would be eager to try new position and new restraints. Seeing you in a vulnerable position, just made him harder.

E= Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Damon knew exactly how to read you. He knew how to read women in general but you even more. He didn't need you to tell him you were close. He already knew. He knew how to edge you so easily, even when you were try to hide how close you were to cumming. He read you like a book and that's what made him so powerful. Your and his body were so connected, no one else would fit so perfectly inside you. He had experience so much throughout his life but was always excited to show you what he thought you would like.

F = Favorite Position

The one thing that he couldn't resist was you bent over with your ass in the air. You would fully expose your pussy as you bend over and he would speed to you without hesitation. It could happen anywhere. Whether you were in the living room, he would have you bend over on the couch with your head down on the pillow with your ass high. You would feel his gaze which made you even wetter.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humourous, etc.)

Damon was pretty serious when it came to fucking. He was definitely passionate about it. Time to time, you would tease him and it would bring out his playful side when he would see you lead him on. When you had the power, he would let you mess with him but no matter what, he couldn't resist the urge to take control at the end and exhaust both of you. He always wanted to finish on his terms.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc)

He was always well groomed. He loved how freeing it felt to have no hair. Nothing got in the way when he would watch you suck him off. It made everything easier, especially the cleaning up afterwards.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Damon was a wild card when it came to sex. Sex was passionate and heated. But there's moments when he knows you would want to feel loved and cared for. He would make you dinner, and throughout the night get closer to you. He would start kissing your neck so gently. Those pure blue eyes would show how much he needed you. Every caress would show how much his touch lingered on your skin, making shivers travel up your spine.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

One of Damon's favourite things was when he would watch you get off. He would ask you to take off your underwear and play with yourself. He would tell you that there was nothing more attractive than watching give yourself pleasure. He wouldn't be able to resist for long and and start jacking himself off. You'd both get so riled up from watching each other.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Damon has a kink for wax play. He slowly introduced you to it by getting you use to the feel of the wax on your skin. He would lay you down and watch as he poured wax on your torso, the hot temperature gave a quick sting followed with pleasure as the wax dripped down and cooled. He would get these special massage candles, of course the smell of bourbon (He wouldn't be able to resist the scent), and they would melt turning into massage oil, he would massage your neck, back and legs. He would tease your upper thigh getting closer and closer to your pussy.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Damon was a sucker for shower sex. The hot water travelling down both your bodies and steam in the air would just make the perfect atmosphere for both of you to loosen up. Especially if him and Stefan were gone for a couple of weeks. The first thing he would want when he was home was you and him in the shower. He would strip you and you both get in, your bodies pressing up against each other. You would feel his lips on yours and his hands travel down to your ass.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

You being a brat. Any reason you would do to go against him. You loved pressing his buttons, knowing he was going to punish you. You would tease him blatantly. You would wear that dress that was slightly too short for you to go out in public, or jeans that would be that little bit too tight. You would press up against him briefly in public, let your hand linger on his arm a second longer than you should. You would look in his eyes and see a spark behind his them. You knew he was going to have his way with you when you both got home.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Damon didn't want any of your senses blocked. Whether that was sight or sound. He wanted you to be fully aware of what you were doing. He never wanted to blindfold you, he wanted to make sure you were comfortable with what you were seeing. He didn't want to make you so vulnerable that you would get hesitant or nervous.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

You giving Damon head was one of the simpler things that he could never get tired of. But when it came to him eating you out, he never went half way. He wanted to learn you inside out with his tongue and fingers. He was confident about what he was doing. One of his favourite positions was when you were sitting on his face. He loved the control you had, also loved being able to keep an eye on you.

Q = Quickies (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc)

He would have a quickie when his patience would run out, that was usually out in public or friends house and you would be teasing him all day. But he would always make proper sex a real experience, making sure you were both completely satisfied and drained before getting a good night sleep, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks?)

Damon is always trying to be risky. That was his thing in general, so anything sexual wouldn't be any different. He was open for everything when it came to adding more pleasure and closeness between you two. He would always want to try new toys and roleplay. He was even open to pegging, but that's a story for another time.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Damon being a vampire has its benefits, one of them being his stamina. It was clearly unhuman but he would have to be realistic when it came to you. He just wanted to keep going for as long you were comfortable with. He knew that after awhile you would get kind of raw. Which meant no sex for awhile and that wouldn't be good. He mainly focus on you. He never would want to hurt you especially when it was avoidable.

T = Toys ( Do they own any toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Damon found one of your toys when trying to find something, he did his typical smirk when he showed you he found it. He asked you why you kept it to yourself. You said you didn't know how he was going to react. He was clearly over the moon to know that you were open to that type of thing. Since then, you both went toy shopping and experimented. Damon being an ass man, he loved trying anal toys with you. He gets hard knowing that you gets so much pleasure from it. You've never looked back from toyless sex since.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Damon would punish you when you were being a brat. One of the ways he would punish you would be through teasing. He wasn't into any light teasing either. He wanted you to be begging for relief. You would be a mess on the bed, tied to the bed posts. You would be spread and soaked in your own sweat and juices from his persistent oral edging and fingering. Once you learned your lesson, he would give you the relief and the most intense orgasm of your life. You never learned that lesson for long mind you. You secretly loved the punishment, seeing him with that kind of power over you was irresistibly sexy.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds do they make)

The room was usually filled with the sounds of Damon whispering in your ear asking if you've been a bad girl while fucking you roughly. You moaning your answers, while the bed banged against the wall. It was hard for you to be both quiet but both of you wouldn't care who would hear by the time you got to the end. Which became a problem at friends house, they would eventually hear you.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Damon was infatuated with your neck, he would nick your neck time to time and drink some of your blood while you were fucking. Learning early on, it made you orgasm harder from the rush of the minor blood loss. After he would indulge himself, he would kiss your neck and then cut his wrist, giving you his blood so you would heal from it. He was in control of it and knew you were in no danger. Plus, he enjoyed the taste of you immensely. When you saw his eyes turn dark and red, you knew what was coming, and getting excited for it instantly.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Damon was known for being good at sex, yes skill plays a big part but, the equipment is just as important. He knew how to use his length, he had a lot of it and knew he had to be careful with women that weren't as open to sex as he was. It took awhile for you to get use to his dick but now nothing else will do.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Unrealistically high, let's just leave it at that.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep)

You couldn’t help but fall for Damon as well. With his killer good look and charismatic energy he had you blushing furiously whenever he came around with his brother and Elana.

You and Damon soon started talking and hanging out without Elana and Stefan around. Your quick remarks to Damon’s flirty attitude had him asking you out in no time.

Before you knew it the two of you were practically spending every waking moment together and that’s how Damon came to be in the predicament he was currently in. You had come over the night before, one thing led to another, and soon you were wrapped up in Damon’s arms falling asleep to his steady breathing. When Damon first woke up he was happy to see that you were still peacefully asleep next to him. He grabbed his phone off the nightstand before checking his socials. Not long after, you started to come out of your sleep. Damon watched as you slowly opened your eyes before giving him a smile.

“Morning sleeping beauty.” he chuckled giving you his classic smirk. You playfully shoved at him, rolling your eyes.

“How’d you sleep?” you mumbled, snuggling closer into him.

“Amazing, I think our pre-workout really helped.” You let out a laugh before looking up at him.

“Is that what we’re calling that now? A pre bedtime workout?” you giggled.

“Pre anything workout baby.” Damon told you, hoisting you onto his lap so you could feel his growing erection through his boxers. You gently placed your hands on his shoulders and rolled your hips giving him a smug smile as his grip tightened on your hips and let out a hiss.

“I wouldn’t want you to start something if you don’t think you can finish it.” Damon told you as his pupils blew wide, making your thin panties wet.

“Oh it’s not me you have to worry about.” you told him raising your hands above your head and stretching. Damon watched as your tee shirt rode up, exposing the slight swell of the underside of your breasts. Your smooth skin stretching out beautifully as you tilted your head back welcoming in the new day. Damon couldn’t take it anymore. He forcefully gripped your hips, flipping you over on the bed as you let out a small yelp of surprise. Damon pinned your arms above your head with one hand as he slowly started to grope your side with the other. His head was right next to your neck and when he spoke you could feel the warmth of his breath.

“Oh baby, you have no idea what that did to me.” he told you before leaving open mouthed kisses along your neck. Gently sucking here and there with some gentle love bites. Slowly he moved down your body, ripping the shirt from your heaving chest. He softly played with your breasts before wrapping his tongue around one of your nipples. You let out a sigh of pleasure, curling your fingers into his dark locks.

“Damon…” you breathed out as he flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth over the hardened bud. Soon he was switching breasts, giving the other the same exact love and attention he gave the first. His rough calloused hands felt fantastic against your tender skin as he slowly worked his way downwards. Gentle kitten licks and kisses were given before he rose up to look at you.

“I can smell your arousal.” he grunted out. “It’s like your pussy is calling me. It needs me, don’t you think so bunny?” The use of the pet name along with Damon’s growing bulge sent a shiver down your spine. You quickly licked your lips before parting them, knowing he was waiting for an answer.

“Yes sir, she needs you real bad.” Damon let out a breathy moan before his fingers were slowly stripping you of your panties. He watched as he pulled the cloth away, a string of arousal still clinging onto them. He lifted a finger, grabbing some of your juices before popping it into his mouth. You watched as he suckled on his finger, desperately trying to taste every little drop of you. He hadn’t even touched you yet and you were already whining, trying to buck your hips, trying to get him to touch you where you wanted him most. “Damon, please.” you whimpered out as more juices ran out of you. Damon smirked at you before nestling his head between your thighs. Soon you felt his warm tongue running through your folds. You let out a lust filled moan as his tongue ran gently over your clit. “Ohhh, Damonnn.” you called out before he was gently sliding his tongue over your clit.

“Mmm, bunny, you're so sensitive to me.” he murmured to you before traveling back down towards your entrance and shoving his skillful muscle into you.

“Oh, sir, yes!” you cried out to him. Once Damon felt you were ready he coated one of his fingers in your juices before plunging it into your gaping entrance. He raised his head up to look at you through lust filled eyes as he added a second finger. Your mouth fell open as his two digits hit your g-spot, sending your mind fuzzy.

“Oh yeah bunny, that’s the spot, isn’t it.” Damon hummed as he ran his fingers over that soft spongy spot again. You could feel your climax coming, you just needed one final push. Damon knew this and latched his lips onto your clit, sucking it into his mouth as he rolled his tongue aggressively over it while scratching your insides just right.

“Sir, I’m gonna cum!” You yelled out but right as your climax was about to come crashing down Damon pulled away, his mouth leaving your clit and his fingers stopping their frenzy. You let out a frustrated whimper at the loss of contact, looking down at Damon, waiting for some type of explanation.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In the dimly lit parlor of the Salvatore Boarding House, Damon Salvatore lounged on the vintage leather sofa, a smirk playing on his lips as he swirled a glass of bourbon. The flickering flames of the fireplace cast dancing shadows across the room, adding to the air of mystery and tension.

Across from him stood Y/N, her expression a mixture of exasperation and amusement. They had been sparring verbally for the better part of an hour, and the banter was starting to wear on her patience.

“You’d be a fool to say no,” Damon said, his voice dripping with a mix of arrogance and persuasion.

Y/N rolled her eyes, placing her hands on her hips, “I’d be a bigger fool to listen to you,” she retorted, shaking her head

Damon chuckled, a low, dangerous sound that sent shivers down Y/N’s spine, “Oh, come on. When have I ever steered you wrong?”

“Do you want the list alphabetically or chronologically?” Y/N shot back, unable to keep a grin from tugging at her lips.

“Very funny,” Damon said, raising an eyebrow, “I’m offering you a chance to pull the greatest prank Mystic Falls has ever seen. We could turn the town’s water supply into Kool-Aid for a day. Imagine the looks on their faces!”

Y/N’s expression softened slightly, her brow furrowing in thought, “And in the process, become the town’s most wanted pranksters? No, Damon. I won’t sacrifice my clean record for a laugh.”

Damon’s eyes narrowed, the playful glint replaced by a cold intensity, “A clean record is overrated. We’re here to have fun, to shake things up. It’s time you embraced your mischievous side.”

Y/N sighed, feeling the weight of his words but unwilling to give in. “I won’t do it, Damon. There has to be another way to have fun.”

Damon sighed, taking a long sip of his bourbon, “Suit yourself. But remember, when the town discovers their morning coffee is bright red—and they will—you’ll wish you had been part of it.”

With that, Damon rose from the sofa and strode toward the door, leaving Y/N alone with her thoughts. The crackling fire seemed to echo the turmoil in her mind, a constant reminder of the ever-present battle between caution and spontaneity.

“Why do you always have to be so infuriating?” Y/N called after him, frustration clear in her voice.

Damon paused at the door, a smirk playing on his lips, “It’s part of my charm, sweetheart.”

As the door clicked shut behind Damon, Y/N felt a pang of regret. But she knew in her heart that she had made the right choice. She wouldn’t let Damon’s antics drag her into trouble. Not again. Not ever.

_______________________________________________________

Days later, Damon found himself reeling from a devastating revelation. Katherine, the woman he had loved for centuries, had deceived him. She had never been trapped in the vampire tomb as he had believed. She had been free all along, playing with his emotions from the shadows. The heartbreak hit him harder than he ever expected, and he retreated to the solitude of his room, drowning his sorrows in bourbon.

Y/N, sensing his despair, stepped in to take care of him. She brought him meals, sat with him through his darkest hours, and listened as he poured out his anguish. Her presence was a balm to his wounded heart, and in those moments, Damon began to see her in a new light. She was kind, compassionate, and fiercely loyal—qualities he had longed for but never found in Katherine.

Despite the growing feelings he had for Y/N, Damon knew he was a bad influence on her. His life was filled with chaos and darkness, and he didn’t want to drag her into it. One evening, as she sat beside him, gently coaxing him to eat, he decided.

“You know,” he said, forcing a smile, “I think it’s time I pulled that prank we talked about. Mystic Falls could use a little excitement.”

Y/N looked at him, concern etched on her face, “Damon, are you sure that’s what you need right now?”

He nodded, though his heart was breaking at the thought of leaving her, “Yeah, I need a distraction. And I think it’s best for everyone if I step away for a bit.”

She didn’t argue, sensing there was more behind his words. She simply nodded, her eyes betraying the sadness she felt, “Just... come back in one piece, okay?”

Damon leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, “I’ll do my best, sweetheart.”

________________________________________________________

As the night fell, Damon left Mystic Falls without telling anyone. He knew Y/N would be safe without him, and that thought gave him a sliver of peace. As he drove away, he couldn’t help but look back one last time, the image of Y/N etched in his mind.

"I know what you need. You need a night to blow off steam and just enjoy yourself. You haven't been single in years and I feel like this is exactly what you need." Meg pushed my hair away from my face and looked into my red raw eyes.

Meg was one of my best friends, and wasn't afraid to use men when it came to sex. She had the confidence to pull it off and she knew how to do it safely.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up and head out" She smiled and helped me off the floor.

Once we were ready, I was pulling off one of Meg's favourite dresses. It was a black tight mini dress which showed off my back. I looked in the mirror, wishing I was feeling as good in the inside as much as I looked on the outside.

"Men are going to be drooling" Meg smirked while admiring me.

"Oh totally" I said sarcastically hiding from blushing a little.

We got into the taxi and headed into the city. We went to one of our favourite night clubs. We got in with ease as Meg flirted with security guard who knew Meg too well.

As we entered we could hear the bass of the music coming through the hall. I could feel my heart pick up from the sudden excitement that hit me. We walked through to see lights flashing everywhere and people moving to the rhythm. It changed temperature with all the crashing bodies. It was so warm.

"Let's go to the bar and get drinks" Meg shouted towards me as she pulled me through the crowds to get to the other side.

I looked around to see all different types of men. Some were just drinking, I guess scoping out the area. Others were flirting with other women and dancing.

"Here!" Meg handed me what looked like a long island ice tea.

I sipped my drink away not tasting the liquor which I know was there. I looked over to see Meg eyeing up the place. I saw her lock eyes with someone who I couldn't see.

"Who do you see?" I asked loudly trying to look where she was looking.

"Some guys on the other side, maybe a Bachelor's Party?" She took a long sip of her drink.

"Hey" I heard a voice come from behind me, I step aside to see this sandy haired man staring at Meg.

"Hi" Meg smiled coquettishly

The guy came closer to her so he could talked more comfortably over the music. Meg giggled from what the green eyed man said. She placed her hand on his arm which had his sleeves rolled up.

I had a feeling she was going to be there with the guy for awhile so I thought I would explore more of the night club myself. I slurped the last bit of liquor in my drink and placed it at the bar. I started to feel buzzed. After drinking the long island iced tea as fast as I did, on an empty stomach, I was definitely going to feel it later.

I traveled into the dancing crowd feeling myself getting more enveloped in the music. I started feeling the heaviness I've been carrying all day fade away. I was moving with the people around me. I closed my eyes and moved my hips feeling my body let go of every bit of stress. I opened my eyes to see a tall man with cold blue eyes smile at me. My body was getting drawn to him as we both danced and I turned around wanting our bodies to press up against each other. I could feel his hands land on my hips as we moved together. I raised my arms leaning back to touch his face and neck. He leaned down and I felt his breath against my ear.

"You're so sexy when you dance" He said smoothly in my ear.

My heart was racing and adrenaline was pumping through me. He hands travelled up to my waist as we continued to brush up against each other. Feeling his hands all over my body and his breath against my neck, I started to want more of him. I wanted a man to make me feel good instead of hurt. Just one time.

"What's your name?" I turned around meeting his starling blue eyes again.

"Damon, yours?" He smirked wrapping my arms around his neck

" Y/n" I smiled feeling this hair.

We continued to look into each other eyes as we grinded more and more. I could feel him getting closer, I looked down at his red plumped lips just before we crushed our lips together. He hands traveled to the lower part of my back, making me want to press up against his hardening bulge. I could feel his tongue slowly entering my mouth as we both got more into the kiss. I was getting heated, feeling myself get damp as we continued to kiss.

I felt a tap on the shoulder and broke away from Damon to see Meg dance past me, mouthing the words "Have fun". I noticed the sandy haired guy giving a smile to Damon as they pasted us.

"You know him?" I shouted suddenly feeling out of the loop of Meg's plan.

"Yeah, he's my brother" Damon replied bringing his eyes back down to me.

"You look nothing alike" I said boldly

"I know, is that a good thing?" He smirked, I leaned up enough for our lips to brush.

"Definitely" I whispered before meeting his lips with mine again.

We continued to dance and kiss until both of us wanted more. I wasn't able to control myself anymore and Damon seemed the same as he felt my hips and legs, every now and again going between them to tease.

"Wanna go back to mine?" Damon called out.

I nodded and felt his hand grasp mine as we made our way slowly out of the crowded mess of people. I gave a looked around to see if I could see Meg anywhere but no sign, for all I know she could have left already.

We exited the night club to the cold air that hit my heated body like a ton of bricks. We walked down the side walk as a cars past. I looked over to get a better idea of this stranger I just met. He was wearing a black t-shirt and jeans. He looked so sexy even with the most simple of clothes.

"What car do you drive?" I looked over

"A light blue Camaro" Damon looked over cockily.

A block down and we got to his Camaro. We both got in and looked at each other. We grabbed each other and starting kissing deeply feeling the sexual tension in the air.

"You have no idea how much I want to fuck you right now" Damon whispered looking down at my lips.

"Then what you waiting for?" I smirked

He bit his lip and took a deep breath in. He turned on the ignition and floored the gas, swinging the car right around and speeding up the road.

The ride wasn't long but the tension built to the point where I was soaked. I kept looking over, seeing his bulge in his jeans. I know his will power was starting to dwindle away due to him driving faster and faster. We finally got to his place. and ran inside. I didn't get to look around very much because he picked me up and brought me to his room.

He let me down and I immediately got on my knees wanting to see his dick. I unbuckled his belt and undid his zip. I pulled down his jeans and underwear to see his hardening dick come out to me. His hand wrapped around it and I looked up as he jerked himself off.

"You like what you see baby?"

I nodded eagerly, opening my mouth wanting to taste him. I could hear him moan as he put his dick in my mouth. I instantly could taste the precum from the tip and starting pulling him deeper and deeper into my mouth.

"Fuck, your mouth is perfect" Damon looked down while caressing my face.

"I'm not going to last long if you keep that up" He continued before popping his dick out of my mouth.

"I think it's your turn" Damon whispered getting down on his knees and reaching around to undo my dress.

"You don't know how wet I am" I whispered feeling the dress loosen around my waist feeling his hand at the bottom of the zip.

"Oh, I have a fair idea" He teased, his face right next to mine as he pulled down the straps of my dress ever so carefully.

The dress dropped to the ground and I took it off the rest of the way feeling Damon's eyes never leaving me. I unhooked my bra and pulled down my underwear, dropping them both to the ground.

Damon climbed on top of me as I laid along the floor which was covered by a rug. I could feel him making his way down, kissing my neck, shoulder, stomach and hip.

"I haven't even touched you and you're already this wet" Damon said quietly bending down kissing my upper thighs.

I felt his warm breath travel up my thigh and slowly hover over my pussy. The teasing was killing me. I wanted any type of fiction, I felt like I was going to explode. Damon gently pressed his index finger into my folds making instantly release a pleasured moan. He made his way inside slowly, pushing his finger more and more in. I felt his lips kiss my clit ever so lightly and he tongue finally making contact with it. He flattened his tongue and lightly start licking it while pushing his finger in and out. I raised my hips wanting more pressure from his mouth. I looked down and see him looking back up me. Just seeing a man like Damon eating my pussy makes me want to cum. I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold on much longer. He fasten his pace with his tongue, licking up all my juices. I brought my hands down to his hair, feeling the urge to fuck his face and watch those beautiful cool eyes look at me as I came.

"Nuh, uh- uh" Damon raised his head wiggling his finger at me and putting it in his mouth to suck.

"If you're going to cum, you're going to cum on my dick and milk everything from me" He continued cleaning off juices that are left on his face.

He walked over to his nightstand and pulled out a foil packet and looked over at me.

"Don't worry, I'm on the pill" I smiled wanting to feel every bit of him.

"You sure?" He glanced over.

I nodded.

He came back, climbed over me and kissed me guiding my legs to spread more as he adjusted himself to enter me. I felt the pressure of his size as he slowly thrusted in. He nuzzled his face into my neck and starting picking up the pace. I couldn't stop myself from moaning.

"You feel so fucking good" Damon breathed out next to my ear.

I felt myself building as he continue to fuck me roughly. He leaned up and pulled himself out making myself feel empty and longing.

"You want to feel me deeper baby?" Damon smirked

"Please" I moaned

He repositioned my legs over his shoulders, placing himself back at my entrance he leaned forward moving my legs over his shoulders. We both let out a moan in pleasure as we felt him go deeper than before.

"I want you to cum for me, I won't be able to last, you're gripping on to me so much" He continued to thrust looking down at me.

He continued to fuck me. The only sounds in the room were us colliding and our breathing which got heavier and heavier.

"Damon, I'm going to-" I couldn't finish the sentence, as my orgasm washed over me making me grip onto Damon's dick.

Damon fell forward feeling me milk him which made him tip over the edge. He moaned into my ear as he let go and filled me up. We both completely relaxed once our orgasms past, letting us catch our breaths.

"Y/n, that was incredibly" Damon looked at me and pecked my lips. He gently pulled himself out of me and helped me up.

I rushed to the bathroom to clean myself up. He came in after me and turned on the shower, He opened the door and gestured for me to go in, I stepped into the steamy area and he followed. We washed each other and enjoyed the warm water that travel down us.