Author’s Note: What better way to celebrate @Choices-September-Challenge’s Day 15 ‘Smut’ theme than with an NSFW alphabet for our favorite naughty PI. Let’s dive into the intimate details of Damien and Cami’s spicy love life from Camille’s POV … because let’s be honest, girlfriends dish out all the juicy deets. I hope you enjoy my thirsty friends!
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Camille walked into the front lobby of her apartment building from the mid-September New York heat, sweaty tendrils of hair stuck to the back of her neck. She hiked her large tote bag with her laptop, wallet and other necessities higher on her left shoulder, reaching her hand awkwardly into the side pocket to retrieve her keys while she carried her bag of Chinese takeout and a bottle of wine on the other arm. She made her way towards the bank of mailboxes in the front entry hall, slipping her key in deftly and reaching into the box to obtain armful of bills, solicitations and a few magazines. Carrying her bags, wine and overflowing stack of mail, Cami shuffles into the elevator and presses 5 to begin the ascent to her floor.
Once she and the ten pounds of crap she was hauling finally made it into her apartment, she unloaded everything on the kitchen counter and started digging through the mail. Bills, bills, advertisement, Damien’s Men’s Health magazine … a buff John Krasinski donning a tight black tee graced the front cover, no doubt a publicity stunt for his new Netflix original show Jack Ryan. Mmmm … John had come a long way since his schlebby days on the Office. And she did love a man of action, someone who was sharp mentally but wasn’t afraid to get his hands dirty to get the job done. Someone like Damien. Mmmm indeed. It was too bad really … tonight had the makings of an extremely boring night in with the television and takeout since Damien was out of town again on business. She was feeling awfully frisky this evening and much preferred her boyfriend’s expert touch as opposed to taking care of business on her own. She set the man meat magazine down on the counter in a neat stack with Damien’s other mail.
She continued sorting through the mail, eventually reaching the periodical jackpot when she realized her monthly issue of Cosmopolitan magazine had arrived. She perused the cover for the featured articles, her eyes focusing on one in bold italicized font … How are All Aspects of Your Sex Life?: The NSFW Alphabet. Hmm, this could be fun, she mused internally. After pouring herself a glass of wine and sitting down at the kitchen table with her bowl of egg drop soup, Cami flipped the magazine open to page 69. She started reading through the alphabet … after making it to the letter C, her eyes widened and cheeks flushed with shock. I think I’m going to need more wine for this.
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A= Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
Oh, Damien is so considerate after sex. If we (or he) has made a sticky mess, he always helps clean up and often gets a warm shower ready to do a more thorough hands-on job. This often leads to round two, but … that is 100% fine by me. 😉
The cuddling is the best though. I live for those moments once we’ve settled back in bed, both with our post-orgasmic glows, and we just lay there together. Sometimes we’ll talk about our day or he’ll ask my opinion on a case, sometimes we talk about our future, sometimes we just lay together and drift off to sleep … but no matter what we’re doing, he always makes me feel so loved and cherished.
B= Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and their partner’s)
OMG, Damien is such an ass man! At first it was quite the adjustment to get used to him groping me all the time, but I’ve actually grown fond of his wandering hands. He just tells me he can’t help himself, every time I bend over to pick something up he doesn’t know whether he wants to fuck me silly, bend me over his knee and spank me like his naughty girl, or maybe both. When the opportunity allows, I think nine times out of ten he goes with both.
Me personally, I love D’s chest and broad shoulders. Running my fingers across the smooth skin of his chest, gripping and nipping at his thick muscular shoulders …. Mmm, there is nothing sexier 🔥 Except for maybe when he’s grown a little scruffy beard. Is it getting hot in here?
C= Cum (Anything to do with cum basically … I’m a disgusting person)
Well, if I’m completely honest … Damien has a tendency to mark his territory. While he enjoys making love and finishing inside me, I’ve noticed how often he tends to pull out and come all over my breasts or my ass. It’s also probably why he’s always so keen to help clean up afterwards.
I’m definitely not complaining though. There’s something extremely satisfying about watching your man’s hot climax spurt across your flushed skin.
D= Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
That one time that we do not speak of on top of the Eiffel Tower.
Hey, I completely thought it was him, okay!?!?
E= Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Oh, lets rub some salt in the wound, why don’t we?
So I definitely can’t say I’m some virginal angel here … but let’s just say it was a little overwhelming to have the ‘number conversation’ with Damien. That is a conversation that should be banned from all romantic relationships.
I’m your typical all-American story – lost my virginity to my high school sweetheart, had a few friends with benefits in college, a few serious boyfriends here and there and thankfully only the single one night stand.
Then there’s Damien … I knew before we started dating from seeing him with random girls that he definitely had been around. But I had to stop him once he passed thirty on his count … no good would come of that knowledge!
The interesting thing about experience is that quantity does not always mean quality. But we both love some hands-on training, so after a year of being together we can be pretty efficient at getting each other off … if we want to be efficient, that is. 😉
F= Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
Easiest question on here … D and I both prefer it when he’s behind me. It’s been our favorite position since our very first time on the train.
A close second (especially for me!) is when I get on top. I love being in control and he loves to watch.
G= Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc?)
Ah, that’s a tough one, because it really depends on our mood. For the most part I would say goofy, we do love to play around and we laugh a lot when we have sex. Of course as things progress and we are both getting close, things have a way of naturally turning more serious.
I do love the occasional occurrence when we have slow, lazy sex and really just savor being together. This happens mostly in the morning when we’re still lying in bed, and we somehow naturally end up tangled up together. Those times are really something, physically satisfying but more importantly emotionally satisfying, like we’re pouring our hearts into it.
H= Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc?)
Thank goodness we’re in agreement on this topic, otherwise our relationship may not have made it past that first night on the train. D is a naturally furry man – he’s Puerto Rican, so … yeah. I was so relieved to find that he is very well-groomed all-around. He always shaves his back and trims his chest hair, leaving just enough to barely tug on when I’m riding him. And no complaints down south either … he is well-trimmed, giving me uninhibited access to the goods.
I personally have a monthly waxing appointment, and I always go Brazilian with a landing strip. Clean, simple … and Damien-approved.
I= Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect …)
Whether we’re hot and heavy or slow and sweet, Damien and I are always in tune with each other which makes our sex life very intimate. I always feel like we’re sharing something truly special.
J= Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)
Mmmm, one of our favorites. Every so often we enjoy watching each other get ourselves off and learning from the expert. This is not something either one of us had really tried before, but it all started that one night when I cuffed him to the chair and teased him by making him watch me touch myself. Afterwards he admitted how amazingly sexy it was so we tried it together, and now it’s something we do on a semi-regular basis.
We both do masturbate when we feel the urge (especially when we’re apart), but we prefer to be together. He definitely does it more than I do though … he is a man!
K= Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Ha ha ha … Damien is one kinky man! And during our time together, I’ll admit he’s turned me on to quite a few new things.
First and foremost, Damien likes to get feedback during sex. Loud and dirty feedback. He loves it when I moan his name, when I scream ‘Give it to me, D! or ‘Fuck me harder!’, or when I tell him I’m coming. He gets off knowing that I’m enjoying myself, which turns out well for both of us.
We do enjoy doing “hands-on’ viewings like I mentioned before, when one or both of us watches the other one. Learned a few useful tips that way also …
D gets a real thrill by sneaking away during parties or events and finding a place to hide out for a quickie. I never would have thought that could be exciting … until we tried it. Now the sexual tension and anticipation before we sneak away is one of my kinks. 😊
L= Location (Favorite Place to do the deed)
Do I have to pick just one? We’ve defiled every surface of our apartment (and half of Nadia’s, but she doesn’t know that), we have had sex in numerous hall closets and bathrooms at our friends’ places or favorite restaurants … but if I had to pick our favorite place, I’d have to say our kitchen counter. Luckily those surfaces are easy to sanitize afterwards.
The one thing we’ve never tried is to have sex at some kind of public monument after the whole Eiffel Tower debacle. Too painful for both of us.
M= Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going?)
If I want to drive Damien crazy, all I have to do is ‘drop’ something and bend over to pick it up. I will often do this when we’re out, relishing the hungry look he gets when I straighten up and give him a wicked smirk. It doesn’t take too long after that for him to using his investigative skills to find us a broom closet.
For me, watching Damien dance makes me feel warm and tingly all over. Not only can the man move (he’s Latino, those hips don’t lie), I really just love seeing that happy, silly side of him. He usually only does this after a few too many rum and cokes or when he’s in the privacy of our home … which is how we almost we almost burned our apartment building down that one time.
N= NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)
We have tried almost every sexual act and position I could imagine together, excluding any exchange of bodily functions. That is not something that is meant to be shared.
Speaking of sharing, we also will not share each other either … we are selfish that way.
O= Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
We are both givers in the oral sex department. It took a little practice, but we’ve now mastered the 69 position. I honestly never understood the appeal until Damien and now it’s one of our go-to’s. Riding his tongue with his cock in my mouth and feeling the vibrations of his moans on my sensitive region always gets me off. I can usually have two orgasms this way before Damien can’t take it anymore and has to bend me over to pound me.
My personal favorite thing to do to Damien is surprise him with head. Sometimes I’ll drop to my knees to greet him when he gets home or wake him up with a special good morning kiss … oh, and there was that time we almost burned down the apartment building! He was cooking dinner and dancing around in the kitchen looking so damn irresistible and I just couldn’t help myself. We both must have gotten a little carried away, completely forgetting about the food until the smoke alarm went off! It was kind of a disaster, but I definitely made it up to him and finished later. 😉
P= Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc)
Another one of those tricky questions … I would have to say both, but definitely more often would be fast and rough. And sometimes even when it starts out sweet and slow, it quickly turns to vigorous pounding the more into we get.
Q= Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc)
We both love a good quickie. Sometimes when the urge strikes, you just need to take care of business, right? 😂
R= Risks (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc)
We do love to try new things … pretty soon we’re going to run out of creative reasons to casually excuse ourself when out in public soon.
I think the riskiest sex we’ve ever had was when we snuck away during one of Nadia’s gallery openings and Damien ended up fucking me up against what turned out to be an exhibit. How were we supposed to know that this large hunk of metal was deemed as art? Thank goodness the gallery owners we giving speeches in the other room, otherwise we too would have been on display for the crowd!
S= Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last …)
We tend to break up our sexcapades into individual events, although often several times in one day. I’ll be getting ready so we can go meet our friends, then Damien won’t be able to keep his hands off me and we’ll end up having a quickie on the bathroom counter. Then later that night we’ll get home a little tipsy and flirty and roll around in the bed. And then the next morning … well, you get the idea.
Stamina is definitely not a problem, though. I remember at the beginning we’d basically hole up in one of our apartments and have sex all weekend. The best record was the day D gave me twelve orgasms between 10am and midnight one day …
T= Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
We don’t have a collection or anything, but we do like to incorporate the handcuffs occasionally or some other method of restraint if one of us is feeling dominant. But that is a rare occasion.
We do have our old standby though … Old Blue. Well, it’s my old standby, my trusty blue vibrator that I’ve had for years that I eventually shared with Damien. Not that I brought Old Blue up in conversation, but somehow we got to talking about before we were together and I mentioned I would think about him when I would masturbate. He pushed for details, so out came Old Blue and then a request for a demonstration … you get the picture. So now Old Blue is a regular in our rotation.
U= Unfair (How much they like to tease)
Oh my, we are both horrible teases! Which is why we often end up having sex in public places since we can’t control ourselves once we take it too far!
V= Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Ugh, I know I’m the loud one. When I get excited I definitely make a lot of noise, which Damien loves to hear. Once we got an anonymous complaint from one of our neighbors … they didn’t give us a name, but I know it was those damn hoity-toity Millers down the hall! They have probably never tried anything other than the missionary position!
D is vocal, but in a more subdued way … lots of groans and growls, commanding whispers.
W= Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Hmm … oh, I know a good story that pretty much sums up our relationship.
Last week I came home to an empty apartment after work to get ready to meet D for dinner. I turned on some music, dancing and singing to myself as I’m roaming around the apartment putting things away. It’s been a particularly hot summer and I was feeling sweaty, so I decided I needed a quick rinse so I could be fresh and clean for my man. I kept the music on while I showered, turning up the volume so I could hear it over the water. I remember ‘Sit Next to Me’ by Foster the People was on and I was really into it, shaking my hips and belting out the lyrics while I washed my body. I turned at one point to find Damien staring at me through the clear glass shower door. I think I may have screamed in shock at first, then laughed nervously at the fact that he just busted me acting like a goofball. But D didn’t say anything, didn’t even crack a smile. He stood there watching me for a moment, then started stripping off his clothes as fast as he possibly could and marched into the shower with a determined look on his face. We did not end up making it out to dinner that night. 🤭
I’ve been listening to that song repeatedly ever since, and it always bring a smile to my face.
X= X-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Maybe I’m biased, but D has an absolutely beautiful penis. Perfectly round, mushroom-cap head, smooth pinkish-tan skin. And he’s the perfect size, about 5 or 6 inches and not too thick and not too thin. It’s like I customer-ordered my perfect cock and they delivered him to me, hits my hot spots just right Every. Damn. Time.
Y= Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
If it’s not already apparent, we have a pretty healthy sex life. We probably have sex four to six times a week, but sometimes a session may actually include a few rounds. Sometimes life gets busy or he’s traveling and it’s just hard (that’s what she said!) to actually make it happen, but now that we are finally together after so many years of suppressed feelings we are definitely making the best of it.
There was that one unfortunate month that we didn’t get to have any sex. He was being held captive against his will in Japan.
Z= Zzz (… How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
It depends on the situation or time of the day, I guess … if it’s late at night, we’ll usually clean up and cuddle until we both fall asleep quickly. If it’s during the day and we’re not in a rush, like first thing in the morning, we’ll usually lay there for a while afterwards and talk before we clean up and go about the day. And of course it would be really awkward to fall asleep in a public place, such as an art gallery …
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Cami finally closes the magazine and sets it down on the table, finishing off the last of her wine. Did I really almost finish this whole bottle by myself? After all the liquid encouragement and sexy memories, her body was thrumming with excitement. She pouted as she peered around the quiet, empty apartment, wishing D was around to relive some of these sultry moments. Then she got a wicked idea, a sly smirk spreading across her lips. She picked up her phone and pressed the first number on her favorites.
“Hey Babe, I was just thinking about you.” Damien answered cheerfully.
“Were you now?” She asked in a low tone, her voice dripping with desire.
“Caaaammmmiii????” Damien chuckled. “What are you up to?”
Camille smiled to herself, amused to hear the teasing in Damien’s response. “Oh nothing … I was just thinking about you, too. Are you alone?”
“I’m on my way to the hotel. Why, what did you have in mind?” She could her the smile in his voice.
“Oh nothing …” she replied innocently. “I was just thinking of getting out Old Blue and describing to you in detail how wet I am thinking about you.”
“Mmm, Baby … you are such a naughty girl.” Damien’s voice had dropped to a low growl. “I’ll call you back in ten minutes, okay?”
“We’ll be waiting, D.” Camille whispered, taking the phone away from her ear to end the call. She grinned victoriously and waltzed towards their bedroom to find her second-favorite plaything and prepare for her telephonic rendezvous.
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