damon salvatore imagines

distractions

description: you and damon are driving home to mystic falls and he's stressed out so he finds a bit of a... distraction
warnings: smut ;)

damon and i took a trip to new orleans to talk to stefan and try to get him to come home from his ripper binge with klaus but that didn't work out well.

"are you sure you wanted me to drive?" i ask, knowing that driving always calms him down "yeah" he responds "damon, you tried." i sigh "don't put this on yourself it's not your fault"  i try and make him feel better "he's my brother y/n, of course it's my fault" he shouts, causing me to jump

"don't get mad at me damon i'm not the villain here" i get angry "i know, i'm just... i'm sorry" he places his hand on my thigh "we'll figure this out, i promise"

throughout the drive he kept his hand on my thigh and slowly moving it closer and closer to my heat. "damon" i warned, a blush creeping on my cheeks "just focus on the road" he smirks and slips his hand into my leggings and runs his fingers over my panties "you're so wet for me and i've barely even touched
you"  he mumbles, pushing aside the fabric and slipping two fingers inside me

"damon.." i moan out. he pumps his fingers in and out of my core slowly. "if you want me to stop, i'll stop" he tells me "no... don't" i mumble he leans over and whispers in my ear "i didn't think so."

he picks up the pace and slides in another finger. i bite my lip and try not to make any noise "let me hear those pretty sounds you make" he says, noticing i'm holding back. i finally feel that familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach and i ride out my orgasm, knuckles turning white from gripping the steering wheel.

once i finish he pulls his fingers out and licks them clean, i could cum again just from the sight of his doing that "you're a dick" i giggle
"yes i am" he smiles