A Better Morning Who: Damon [narrative] Where: his room When: during and after this Warnings: Damon (NSFW)
Damon had awakened unreasonably early, earlier than he'd normally be up here. No job, no reason to get up before he was ready. He hadn't slept well, tossing and turning and waking every hour or two, and he knew it was because of the horrible day he'd had yesterday. Horrible in every sense but one, that was. Technically he'd gotten laid, even if it hadn't had a satisfactory ending for him. Maybe Madison would give him another go when things were working right again. Or if.
It was the if that kept stirring Damon to consciousness. Finally he'd pushed his rumpled covers back and stormed into the bathroom at about 6 a.m., getting into the shower and using soap to ease the way as he stroked himself. He was so pent up that it only took him two or three minutes to get off. Back in business and freshly bathed besides, he was much calmer and relieved that he had his favorite leisure activity back. Stark naked, he sat in front of the computer and clicked from camera to camera. It was too early for much to be going on yet, but... Wait.
Cecilia's camera feed was one he watched a lot, because from the little he knew about her, he'd already gathered that she'd hate being watched in what was supposed to be a private place. She had to figure that whomever was in charge of the house was watching, but she wouldn't expect another member of the household. That made it twice as fun to watch her. That and the fact that she was classically beautiful. It wasn't as if the house was lacking in pretty women-- or men, for that matter-- but something about her got to him.
Now he saw that she was tossing and turning in bed, an expression on her face that gave him pause. Maybe that was more writhing than tossing and turning. Whatever it was, he liked it. It was even more diverting when she arched her back and then a few seconds later moaned, the sound erotic and giving him an extremely brief take on what she looked and sounded like when she was aroused. Her reaction to it was humorous to him, and he virtually followed her into the bathroom. It would be nice if she'd finish herself off in there, but he wasn't expecting it.
The prospect of seeing her naked had him reaching for the lube and getting started again. He had lost orgasms to make up for, and what the hell else was he going to do this early?