The Perfect Mikaelson's

145|| Damon 🥃

Damon

This is torture.

I've been lying here awake for an hour now, trying to get the idea of sneaking into Abbie and Derek's room just to see her. Obviously I have other things planned too, but it's all too risky with her family here. I know that's what she'd say and that's exactly why I'm forcing myself to stay in bed.

It doesn't help that my mind keeps running back to yesterday in the laundry room. The way she gave in so easily and her body fit with mine. It was like she was made for me.

I will admit that I didn't freak out a bit when Derek came looking for her. The second he came in, I knew, that he knew what was happening. When he didn't freak out, I pushed the boundary a little. Even more when I invited him to stay. I don't know why I did it, but I'm kinda glad I did.

The way Abbie responded, her body pulsating around me and the look in her eyes when she knew she was caught. I don't think she realized I could see her. I put her directly in front of the mirror, intending for her to watch as I fucked her.

Not only did I get a front row seat to her falling apart under my touch, but I saw the way she begged Derek with her eyes. I'm not sure whether she was wanting him to stop me or join, but there was nothing but pure fire in them.

My cock twitches at that thought, straining against my boxers, aching for some type of relief. I have no intentions to handle it in a dead quiet room with two other guys, much less lock myself inside the bathroom to do it.

No, what I need is a sassy, five foot two, brunette, who has a slight exhibotionist kink.

Abbie appears by the bed, quickly holding her finger to her lips, before tugging the covers back and climbing on top of me. I didn't even hear her come in.

"What are you doing?" I whisper, but apparently it wasn't quiet enough. Slapping her hand across my mouth, she leans in until her lips brush against my ear. "Derek wasn't awake and all I could think about was you being so lonely in here."

"I'm in here with two other people, Princess. It's a lot less lonely than you think." She hums, shifting her hips until she grinds up against my erection. "Yeah, but then who would've helped you with this?" Palming me through the thin material, I grunt as my hips jerk up into her hand.

Her lips crash into mine, as her hand works me faster. "You have to be quiet. Elijah is awake, so we can't go down stairs." I find the edge of her lace underwear, nudging them to the side until my knuckles graze her swollen clit.

She gasps, quickly covering it by pushing her tongue into my mouth, as she grinds against my hand.

"Put it in, Princess. I need to be inside of you right now." She nods, pushing down the material just enough to let me slip out. The way her dainty hands wrap around me, it's almost enough to make me say fuck this and thrust into her.

With the tip of my cock just inside her, she plants her hands on my chest, slowly lowering herself onto me. I've pictured having sex with Abbie in more ways that I care to admit.. but this? Nothing will ever top this moment. Well, besides the day she made me a dad, but this isn't about our kid right now. It's about me and deciding whether I want to come on or inside of her.

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After Abbie and I made sure we both started our morning off right, we went our separate ways, her going to shower and me living in that post orgasm glow, knowing it'll all be gone once I get out of bed. It was nice to forget about her family being here for a little, but now I have to face that and deal with them all day.

Now I'm surrounded by her sweet vanilla scent, hot maple syrup and savory bacon and sausage. This is something I can get used to.

"It smells so good in here." Elena mumbles, dropping in the chair next to me. "Go ahead and make your plate. Once Kol, Marcel and Nik come down, I can't promise there will be anything left." I pass Elena one of the plates, as Stefan, Elijah and Hayley come in and do the same.