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A/N: Finishing up the next chapter of Sacrificial Love, it will be posted either tonight or tomorrow, but I couldn't resist writing this piece of Bamon fluffiness.
This drabble was written for the Bamon drabble party on LJ.
Prompt: Hunger
Summary: Our favorite vampire has to satisfy the hunger of our favorite witch.
Late Night Hunger
"MMMMMMMMMMMM," Bonnie sighed licking her lips with pleasure, a pleasure only her blue eyed, devil of a vampire could satisfy.
It still astounded her that after all the pain and misery Damon had given her, he ended up being the love of her life. It had started the night of the Founder's Day celebration when she had issued the threat to Stefan. Damon had made a beeline to the Bennett house when he had found out. The result had been a screaming match that had only stopped when Bonnie received an urgent call from Elena.
From there they, along with Stefan, Elena, Jeremy (now a vampire himself), Tyler, Matt, Alaric, and Caroline had worked to rid Mystic Falls of Katherine and her minions. It hadn't been easy, but they had gotten the job done and somewhere along the way the witch and the eldest Salvatore had fallen in love.
Don't think it was sunshine and roses. The two stubborn supernaturals would have rather been staked and burned at the pyre than admit their feelings for each other. That was until the rest of the group got tired of ducking fireballs and Scotch glasses and locked them in the Salvatore Boardinghouse cellar (Stefan had found a potion to lock the door so Bonnie couldn't open the lock with her powers). After a few hours and insults thrown at each other, Damon had thrown Bonnie against the wall, his lips devouring hers. Fire was burning through both of them and they ended up on the floor minus clothes. That was why the cellar had a special meaning for one Damon Salvatore, it's where Bonnie had finally become HIS little witch. He had been her first and would be her only.
After that, Bonnie and Damon had been inseparable. Neither had said those three little words and neither had put any kind of label on their new found relationship. That was until a rouge werewolf attacked Bonnie. One look at Bonnie's broken, torn body had sent Damon on a rampage. The rest of the group had stood back and watched as he took his rage out on the guilty wolf, needless to say there had been several graves made to bury the wolf's various body parts. It had taken all the boys and a shot of vervain to keep Damon under control as the girls worked on Bonnie. Damon had never been more afraid in his human or undead life as when he was sitting by Bonnie's bedside watching her shallow breathing. It was then he leaned down and whispered "I love you" into her ears. A few hours later, Damon had awoken to a hand massaging his scalp as he lay on Bonnie's tummy. He looked up into the sparkling green eyes of his witch as she said to him, "I love you, too."
That had been 5 years ago. The group was still fighting supernatural evil in Mystic Falls and keeping the council off their trail (Tyler came in great handy with that). Bonnie Bennett was now Bonnie Salvatore and she and Damon had moved into her house after her father had moved to Los Angeles.
"This is so good. I love you so much Damon," Bonnie cooed, as her husband satisfied her hunger.
"I love you too, little witch. But the next time you want fettuccini alfredo, can you tell me before 3am," Damon said, smirking as he spooned the pasta into his wife's mouth.
"Well it's not exactly my fault. If you had told me that it wasn't completely impossible for vampires to impregnate, I would have continued with the Pill. Now because of your omission I'm carrying a half-vamp, half-witch hybrid who wants Daddy's fettuccini in the middle of the night. Nope, you have only yourself to blame for this," Bonnie said as she dipped her finger in the now empty bowl, to lick the sauce.
The sight of her finger disappearing in her mouth sent a wave a pleasure directly to Damon's cock. He never thought a woman could be this sexy at 8 months pregnant, but his witch got hotter as she grew with his baby.
"I will take every bit of blame for you being this beautiful," Damon said, as he lifted her in his arms. "Now Mommy's hunger has been satisfied, it's Daddy's turn now."
Damon sped up to their bedroom and laid Bonnie on the bed. As he began to undress her, he thought to himself, his hunger for his witch would never be satisfied.
