Daddy Damon (Gorillaz)

Part 6

When we get back to the venue me and Damon went straight back to his dressing room since he was so worried about showering. I didn't really do much, I waited for Damon get out the shower by snooping through his stuff, and by that I mean phone, and by that I mean taking a thousand photos at once to piss him off. I was super bored so it really only seemed like the most enjoyable thing to do around here. I mean I could have gone through his phone intentionally, but I kind of, may have accidentally. Well it was accidental, I wanted to look at all the photos I had taken and I had just so happen to find other photos of me. Perhaps not ones Justine would enjoy finding. 

I don't really remember any of these photos considering the drunk state I was in, but Damon must have kept them for a reason?- Oh, yeah never mind.

I switch off Damon's phone abruptly when I hear the bathroom door open. I throw it almost completely across the room and curl up into a ball.

"What the fuck?" I hear him question.

"Nothing, nothing! I did nothing!" I sit up to see a wet Damon with a towel loosely hanging on his hips. He smirks at me staring at him but nevertheless picks up his phone and sits down next to me.

"Oh fantastic!" He laughs scrolling through each photo of the silly faces I pulled for each one. He leans forward a little so I see the scratches on his back from this morning. I bite my lip at the thought of it.

Damon looks back over to me and smirks. "What?" He leans backwards and ravels an arm round my shoulders. I shake my head at him and smile.

"Nothing." I reply.

"It's not nothing, sweetheart, I can tell." His voice soothes my ears.

"Uh-I, um." I stutter a little and look down at his towel. I look back up at Damon and it was like we both instantly had the same trail of thoughts.

"You know how you're leaving tomorrow..." He begins.

I laugh shaking my head, "Oh shut up, Damon." I move over to him smashing his lips onto mine, crawling on top of him and running my hands through his wet hair. He smiles into the kiss from my dominance but quickly picks me up to throw me down underneath him. He climbs on top of me and like a greedy animal, pulls off my shirt throwing it down. He holds my hands down above me and kisses along my jaw and down my neck. He furrows on my back and un-clips my bra, pulling it off me swiftly and onto the floor. It felt like he had been waiting all day for this and if I moved he would growl at me.

He kisses down my body, sucking on random pieces of skin. while running his fingertips along my legs. He unbuttons my jeans and pulls them off in a single movement. He kisses down onto my hips running his hands along my stomach to my underwear line. He slowly pulls my knickers down as he places soft kisses on my hips. I feel Damon throw my underwear on the floor as I kick my head back in defeat. He slowly traces his lips down to the outside of my clit, breathing outwards, teasing me.

He smooths his hands up my legs to touch the outskirts of my opening while his tongue begins to linger further down. I breath deeply as he deepens his tongue in me, rubbing my legs gently.

"Damon." I whisper. I watch as he bites his lip watching me trying to control my behavior.

"Fuck this, I can't wait." He moans and pulls off his towel. He moves up towards me resting his head on the crook of my neck as he starts to push himself inside of me. He moves up off of me pulling my arms down from attempting to wrap into his hair.

He smirks at me as I clench my nails into his hand.

"Sorry baby girl, I'm in charge." He thrusts himself all the way in as I moan out loudly. Damon presses his lips against mine but faint moans escape through my teeth. He groans and pulls on my lip with his teeth. "Shh, you've got to be quiet, sweetheart." He winks at me before continuing his pace slowly picking up speed.

I gasp for air as Damon takes one hand from mine to place it onto my mouth. I let out soft moans unable to control myself as Damon watches my struggle under his grip. He slows down and smirks at me as my shortened breathes begin to calm down.

"Looks like you're struggling a little there." He says in a seductive voice. I nod a little while he just smiles at me. He brings my legs up so they wrap around his torso a little higher up than normal. He closes the gaps between our bodies and wraps his fingers into my hair. Damon thrusts hard into me as he rests his forehead against mine staring into my eyes watching my reaction.

"Why do you do this to me." He whispers into my ear. His breath lingers in my ear before biting the lobe of my ear and moving down to my neck. I feel a light uncomfortable pressure on my neck as he begins to suck blood away from my neck. I break my grip with his hands and reach out to his back scratching deep into his older marks. He moans my name deeply as he begins to speed up.

I feel myself tighten as he breathes heavily into my ear. His breath quickens as does mine before I feel a heavy shock of goosebumps trail up my spine as Damon throbs inside of me. My body weakens as does Damon as I feel his body weight press against mine. He breathes outward deeply, pulling himself off of me. I run a hand through my hair.

I watch as Damon quickly stands throwing on some underwear and jeans. I clip on my bra and knickers and watch him run around the room to find clothes. He ended up wearing black on black, as he would normally at shows.

I stand up barely dressed as Damon walks over to me to pick up his phone.

"You need to stop doing that to me." He says looking up at me grinning. I pull on my jeans and shirt before slouching on my over sized hoodie.

"What do you mean?" I fall back onto the sofa as does Damon.

"Being all cute and then suddenly hot." He blurts, he wraps an arm around my shoulders making me fall backwards to lean into his shoulder.

"That's a matter of your opinion." I laugh, Damon shakes his head chuckling a little. "I'm still confused why you're so comfortable around me?"

"I don't know, maybe because you give me the attention I want, plus you're so innocent. I don't know." He laughs.

"I am... a lot younger than you." Damon suddenly went quiet.

"Yeah so not too sure what you're doing with me." I sit up and cross my legs on the sofa as Damon pulls his arm away from me. We both suddenly hear a knock at the door.

Damon stands and brushes himself of while I flatten my hair a little.

"Damon?" I hear a familiar voice before Jamie peaks his head round the door.

"Yeah?" He replies bluntly before Jamie walks into the room.

"Show starts soon, you need to get ready." Damon nods as Jamie exits the room. He turns to me smiling awkwardly.

"If you want you can come and watch if you'd like?" I smile and nod before we all walk over to backstage where everyone was waiting.

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I'm sorry this chapter is really bad, I didn't have many more ideas but dw I have loADS TO WRITE AAAAAAaAAaaaa.