*** full on smut***
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You're just had a bottle of wine with Damon. He doesn't seem drunk as he cracks open another bottle.
"Another glass, my darling." He says, pouring the wine into your glass. You smile, moving your hand making it difficult for Damon. He laughs and takes the glass off you.
"How about we play a game?" You suggest, bouncing around the front room. He nods, giving you your glass back.
"Why type of game?" He asks, coming closer to you. You give him a quick kiss, tugging his lip as you pull away.
"I ask you a question, you get it wrong, you take an item of clothing off." You say, nodding.
"Sounds fun." He smirks, sitting down opposite you. "So, I'll go first. When was I born?" He asks, sitting back in his chair.
You think deeply.
He's been alive for so long. You don't have a clue.
"1945?" You guess, looking apologetically. He shakes his head.
He makes a buzzer noise- "incorrect my love. Now take something off." He smirks, sipping his wine as you take your top off revealing your vest top. He rolls his eyes, clearly expecting more.
"Okay, how old am I-" you get cut off by Damon who stands beside you.
"I think, I should ask all the questions. Considering I'm walking around topless." He smirks, crouching by you. "Like if you want to rip my trousers off Y/N, all you have to do is ask. We don't have to play this silly game." He says, stroking your head.
"Fine." You say. "Take your jeans off." You say, proudly. His eyes widen, but then soften as he smirks sexily.
"Now that's what I like. Confidence. Although, I'm struggling with my zipper. Could you help?" He says, sarcastically.
You stand up and moving your hands down to his jeans. Instead of undoing his buttons and sliding down his zipper, your hands touch his crotch. You begin to palm him. You look up and watch his facial expression change from cocky to shocked.
"I mean, if you wanted me to touch your dick, all you had to do was ask." You say, mocking him. He grips your hands and pushes you back on the couch.
You begin to pant as he pins your hands up. His mouth exploring your neck. Nibbling and bitting. Moans escape, making you attach your lips.
The way your lips danced together. He holds both your wrist with one hands as the other goes under your vest. Not breaking the kiss.
You gasp, making Damon slip his tongue in.
You both battle for dominance until Damon let's go of. your wrists, pulling his jeans and boxers down allowing him to spring free. You look down and bite your lip at the sight. You begin to feel yourself get wet as he tugs your skirt down and rips your vest off. Leaving you in your underwear and bra.
"Take them off." He commands, standing up and gripping his hardness. He begins to moving his hand up and down his hardness and he watches you pull down your laces underwear and take your bra off.
As soon as your sat, naked, he pulls you up and pushes you up the black piano he has places in the corner of the room.
You whimper slightly, feeling needy. Damon smirks and grips a condom from the table next to him. He slides it on and looks down at you neck, seeing the hickeys he's made.
"I suggest you cover them up for tomorrow." He chuckles, forcing himself in you. You hold onto the piano. Not expecting him to be so big. You close your eyes tightly and he begins to thrust. You moan as he plays with your boobs and kisses you. You feel yourself getting hot as he continues to thrust.
Minutes go by as the room fills with the moans and sloppy sounds as you both start to feel an urge to let go.
"I'm close," you moan, gripping onto Damon's back. He begins to thrust faster, allowing you to release. He thrusts a few more times before he releases too.
You hold you head back, catching your breath. You feel him pull out of you as you open your eyes. He puts the condom in the bin and rests his head against yours.
"That was- amazing." He whispers, pecking your lips.
You nod, not knowing what to say.
"Let's gets you showered and in my bed. I'm sure we can have a round two in the water." He smirks. You giggle loudly as he picks you up from the piano and runs up the stairs. Both of you still naked. Leaving the room a mess downstairs.
"I will never get enough of you." He says, as he places you in the shower and pushes you against the tiles. He turns the shower water on and runs his fingers along your sex.
You moan loudly, "I'm so ready." You whisper as he attaches your lips once again.
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