Damon salvatore smut

wet dreams

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he observes her unconscious body
spread out across the bed, vulnerable to his touch.
starting at her feet, he slowly trails his wandering hand up her legs, pausing just below her womanhood.
Damon feels a tightness in his pants as she stirs in her sleep
paying little attention to his faltering morals.
he watches y/n carefully as her chest rises and falls at a steady undisturbed pace.
her lips plump and shiny,
her hair framing her delicate face.

he averts his gaze, fixated as he notices a slight unevenness in her breathing pattern.
he could have sworn his eyes were deceiving him
he brushed it off as his mind.
that is until he heard a quiet and needy whimper emanate from her now slightly parted lips.
stuck in a trance.
he barely notices the throbbing that begins from his aching bulge as he watches her in fascination
'is she having a wet dream?'
not even his imagination could create such a pleasurable scene for his eyes to witness.

"d-damon"

"pl-ease mmn"

he watches in shock as she squirms against the covers
her hips grinding into nothing, desperate for some sort of friction.
he swore he nearly came in his pants at the sight.

her quiet moans stirring him on, he carefully trails the tip of his finger up her inner thigh and observes the effect he has on her, and she doesn't even realise it.

"d-daddy p-lease"
"touch-h m-me"

he groans in pleasure at her innocent words, and her obliviousness to his presence awakening something deep inside him

slipping his hand under her skirt and inside of her cute little panties, he slowly presses his index finger against her slit,
earning a pleasured whimper from her lips, stealing her innocence from her without her knowing it.

he growls impatiently watching how her body reacts to his touch.

he circles his finger at a slow place around her little clit and watches as she grinds against his fingers in her sleep, mouth open wide and desperate moans spilling from her pure lips.

unable to contain himself, he palms his neglected erection through his jeans and groans at the sight of her needy body.

speeding up his movements around her sensitive clit, he sets a steady pace, careful not to make her cum too soon without seeing her beg him for it.

swiftly he climbs on top of her in the bed, his fingers not stopping as he presses his lips roughly against hers.
she lets out a gasp against his mouth.
unsure of her reaction her grabs her throat tightly and presses his lips against hers with more pressure.

he becomes impossibly harder as she initially struggles against his grip in confusion, but settles into the pleasure she is receiving, accepting his dominance and moaning against his lips, becoming powerless to him.

he slows down his fingers as she pants in euphoria, desperately close to her release.

"damon, i'm so close p-please let me c-cum" she whimpers, severely in need of his skilful touch.

"i'm not letting you cum that quickly y/n baby-"he groans, hearing her beg for him
"is the pleasure too much for my little virgin to handle hm?" he laughs, letting his hand trail from her heat up to her waist to stop her from grinding against him.

"p-please daddy i'll do anything for yo-"
she stutters unsure if she overstepped the line and damon thought she was disgusting.

"it's okay baby, ride daddies thigh for me will you?"he asks. y/n chokes on a moan in response as he flips her over and positions her onto his clothed thigh with his hands firmly on her waist.