Daddy Damon (Gorillaz)

Part 3

"What the fuck Damon you're not in your twenties anymore." A voice whispers in a annoyed tone.

"I don't fucking care, you guys shouldn't be in here anyway," another sighs.

"Well what are you doing to say to Justine?"

"What, fucking nothing! Get ou-"

"Hmmphm." I mumble rolling over. The voices had seem to had stopped, maybe it was a dream.

"Go!" I hear a whisper. I rub my eyes hearing feet shuffling and a door shutting. I yawn pulling the duvet up to my neck. I hear a pair of feet walk towards me and the bed next to me dip down. The person in the same bed as me carefully pulls their arms around me, cradling me in their arms.

I creep open an eye and then another one, to be greeted by a flash of sunlight and a very, very messy hotel room. I yawn quietly and sling my arm around the individual. He brings his head down a little to look at me.

"Morning sweetheart." He chimes, a hint of worry in his voice. I look up at the green eyes smiling a little. I yawn again and pull my arms away from Damon to stretch out. I sigh closing my eyes rolling onto my back. When I re-open my eyes Damon is above my face his arm crawling on my stomach underneath the duvet.

"Uh, hi?" I laugh quietly. He bites the side of his lip as I feel his fingertips run circles around my stomach. I smirk at him. "What?" I test. 

He raises a half smile before placing his soft lips onto mine. The kiss was soft and innocent to begin with, but it started to heat up when he started to touch lower than my stomach. I pull out my hand to touch his hip, tickling around the area. I feel like he sensed what I was doing because his body weight started to press against mine, pleading me for more. I bite his lip and pull his boxers down underneath the duvet which he then pulls completely off. He climbs on top of me and pressed his lips against my neck as he pushes himself inside me. I gasp suddenly.

"Didn't expect that did you?" He moans. I shake my head as he thrusts slowly into me.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

"Fuck!" Damon springs up suddenly like a wild animal pulling up random pieces of clothing.

"Damo-" He looks as me and places his finger to his lips signaling me to be quiet. I sit up and place my feet over the bed.

"Damon are you awake?!" A female voice calls from the other side of the door.

"Shit," he whispers picking up my dress. "Yeah, just one second love!" He walks over to me helping me up with a hand and giving me a handful of clothes. He then turns to a wardrobe and opens it . "Wait in here." He pushes me in and picks up his pants to put on, then a shirt to cover the hickeys I had left on him. I stand there confused and naked as he shuts the wardrobe doors on me. I put on my underwear in case someone opens the door.

I hear a door open and a set of heels click through the room. The door shuts behind them.

"You could have tidied a bit, sweet." A voice laughs. I look through the little crack in the wardrobe to see a tall woman with black hair and a very pretty face. Damon doesn't look too happy to have her here. Damon shrugs looking past her and towards the wardrobe I was stood in.

"Where's your ring?" She asks pointing at his hand.

His eyes widen at the wardrobe and go to look at the other lady, "I just woke up, love, I won't have it on at this time." He bites his lip a bit looking down, but the lady persists and sits down on the bed.

"So what are you doing today?" She charmingly smiles at him.

"Work. If you don't mind I need to get ready," his voice now sounded a little annoyed at her.

"I'm your wife, why can't I stay?" She stands up trying to kiss Damon but he looks away from her.

"I'm just really busy and stressed ok, love?" She nods and Damon places a kiss on her forehead.

"Ok, well I'll call you later?" Damon nods as the lady makes her way out the room. I don't hear a bye from either one of them, just a door slam. Damon walks back over to the wardrobe and opens the doors.

"Sorry I-"

"You're cheating! You have a wife, I-" He puts his hand over my mouth.

"Shh! Be a little quieter." He sighs and takes his hand away. He slumps back onto the bed and sighs deeply. "What am I going to do?" He mumbles to himself.

"I know what you should do! You should go tell her exactly what's happened an-"

"No! Dee! She can't find out."

"You're a dirty cheater, it's what she des-" He pulls my arm making me drop the clothes in my hands and sit next to him.

"Can you stop cutting me o-" He pulls his lips onto mine kissing me passionately, I return but soon after he pulls away.

"You're no going to tell anyone for starters, this isn't school, we're talking about the media, fans, real people. Telling anyone other than ourselves can honestly cause haddock." I sigh. I didn't understand I thing about the industry he works in but it sounded about right.

"Well that's fine anyway." I grumble. "In fact, let me make it easily for you." I stand up and pick up my dress pulling it over my body.

"What?" Damon stands up and puts both hands on my waist. "What are you doing?"

I sigh, "Going home, leaving whatever this is. Making it easier for you to live with yourself after cheating on your wife." I roll my eyes. "I know it was just a one night stand, but I didn't need to know I was condoning cheating." I put on my shoe and pick up the other.

"No, no you don't have to go. You weren't condoning anything." I put on my other shoe.

"Regardless Damon, if I leave now we can forget." I smile and pat his shoulder. "Thanks for the drinks." I start to walk towards the door picking up my jacket and bag.

Damon behind me picks up a pair of jeans from last night quickly putting them on. "At least let me walk you back?" 

"Whatev-Wait!" I stop. "Where are we exactly?"

"Grand Johnson Hotel." I squint at him.

"Are there two of those?" He tilts his head, but smiles.

"No why?" He continues to smile.

"Fuck," I whisper. "Nothing it's fine I can get myself home." I feel a hand slip onto my lower back.

"I'll walk you." Damon chuckles.

I ended up agreeing to him walking me back to my hotel and ironically I was only a flight of steps above. Which isn't suspicious at all for Damon's sake. I wouldn't mind seeing him again, I won't lie, but... He has a dumb wife. I don't want to be part of his love triangle. Being cheated on sucks.

I stand outside my door a little confused with emotions. I unlock it with my key card and stand half way through the door.

"Well, uh thanks?" I question.

"Can I come have a look inside?" He suddenly changes the subject.

"Uh, it will be the same as your hotel." I state. He looks behind me slightly and then down the corridor. He then pushes me a little backwards so he gets through the door. He then takes my bad and coat throw it on the floor to then grab my waist while closing the door behind us with his foot, leaving us in the darkness.

"Damon?"

"Mmm"

"What are you doing?" I breath out a shaky breath as he cups my cheeks.

"Something that should have been finished off earlier."