When Stefan Salvatore first opens his eyes he is surprised to find himself spread out on the ground with only a blanket separating him and the hard floor. As his eyes explore the room, he quickly realizes that he is in the old witches' house. Not all that strange since he's been a frequent visitor over the last month. What is strange however is that he's completely naked and his body is stiff in a way that only comes from having amazing sex.
Did he bring one of his meals back here? No he wouldn't do that; he would have taken them taken them to a hotel so he wouldn't have to hear Damon and Elena bitch. So what happened last night? At that moment he feels the weight of a sleeping body on top of him, pressed against all the right places. He grunts a little when the semi-hard erection he had upon waking grows harder.
Well that definitively rules out it being one of his meals because he never spends the entire night with them. So who is this mystery woman that is pressed against him? In order to determine who she is, he slides the hand that is wrapped around her waist up her back, her neck, before stopping to cup her jaw. He sighs at her how soft her skin seems to be and he's suddenly reminded of the last time he marveled at how soft a woman's skin was.
Bonnie Bennett.
He remembers touching her face about a year ago after she had overdone it with a spell and passed out. He'd been terrified as he tried to rouse her awake. So much so that even when she finally opened her eyes he didn't pull his hand back right away. Instead he continued touching her face, wondering how it was possible for her skin to feel so soft as their gazes met. The moment had only lasted until they were interrupted by the Gilberts, but it was a moment that had stayed with him despite everything that came after it. He always figured that moment had been fleeting and that he would never get as close to Bonnie that way again.
Fate however apparently decided to step in because the skin underneath his hand is just as soft as Bonnie's had been that day. Closer examination of his sleeping partner and Stefan knows it's right away that it's her. Although her head is buried in his chest, it's the same long and wavy dark hair that covers her head, the same brown skin that he now knows is just as soft as the skin covering her face. The body pressed against his is the same body he's spent a good amount time checking out. Back then it had usually been done very discreetly, though he's gotten more blatant with it in the last month.
It's at that moment that he remembers just what he had been doing here last night. He and Bonnie had been in the basement working on a way to open Esther Mikaelson's coffin, something they've been doing since he went to her for help a month ago. It's been mostly professional, though he's managed to get a few laughs out of her. Last night had been no different, yet somehow they ended up here, tangled naked on the floor.
A grin starts to appear on his face as memories of the night before start to flood his mind. Last night had been amazing and now that he's fully awake, all he wants to do is pick up where they left off. So he makes a point of moving his thumb across her cheek, remembering from last night how sensitive she is there.
It works and soon Bonnie stirs against his chest, her warm breath sending heat against his non-existent heart. He watches intently as she slowly wakes up and her eyes flutter open. She shifts against him, her thigh grazing his erection and he lets out quiet grunt. When she lifts her head off his chest and her gaze meets his, he's briefly transported to the night before when those same eyes were darkened with lust as she rode him on this very blanket.
Before Bonnie Bennett even opens her eyes she knows she's not alone and that she's naked. One big clue is the fact that she can feel an equally naked male appendage poking her in the thigh. Her first thought is that she somehow ended up spending the night with Jeremy, but she quickly nixes that idea because guy she's pressed against smells different than Jeremy usually does. Instead of the scent of axe body spray, a much more expensive scent fills her nostrils. Bonnie knows that scent; she spent a good amount of time trying to figure out how someone could smell so good. So yes she knows without even looking who she'll find when she finally opens her eyes.
Still despite knowing, she has a hard time confirming her suspicions because she knows once she opens her eyes it will make it real and once it's real she'll have to deal with the aftermath. She's forced to however once she feels the fluttering of a thumb against her cheek. Slowly her eyes open and she's not surprised to find a naked Stefan Salvatore staring intently at her.
"Stefan?" She looks at him in surprise.
The man in question only grins in response.
Two figures lay tangled together in the large bed, the sheets thrown haphazardly across them. There is a chill in the air, enough to bother one of its occupants.
"I'm cold" Caroline Forbes whispers into the chest of the male body she's cuddled against. God she missed having Tyler in her bed and she is so happy he finally managed to break from Klaus' compulsion. Intending on going back to sleep, she trails her hand across his chest to get warmer, only to freeze when it becomes clear that the body is less bulky than Tyler's. She lifts her head and does a double take when she realizes that she's staring into Damon Salvatore's piercing blue eyes.
"Oh God! Damon?" She shrieks, her phantom heart hammering in her chest. How could this have happened? The last thing she remembers is coming to see Damon to ask him to back off of Elena and then she remembers them stripping down and then... She knows if she weren't a vampire she would be blushing right now.
"Blondie?"
Damon Salvatore blinks in disbelief at his bed partner. Shit, is the only word he can think of as he glances at the blonde vampire. When he had woken up this morning and realized he wasn't alone, he assumed he picked up some random woman to spend the night with. He's done so before after all. Having long since decided that just because he's in love with Elena, that doesn't mean he has to become a monk while he waits for her to come to her senses.
But of course he ends up fucking the one woman ─other than Bonnie ─that is off limits to him. Elena may not be happy about his hookups with random women, but at the end of the day she knows she would look petty for saying something. Hooking up with her friends on the other hand is a completely different matter. Although he knows the girl wouldn't outright say anything, it would definitely lessen the chances of getting to be with her down the line and drive her back into Stefan's arms. So for him to have done it anyway makes no sense at all, which makes him think someone else had something to do with it. His eyes narrow when he remembers the argument he had with Caroline the night before.
"So this was what you what you had planned when you told me to stop coming between Elena and Stefan last night?" He grips her arm and looks into her eyes. "You couldn't get me to agree to leave Elena alone so you decided that that fucking me would do the trick?" Damon accuses angrily. Still despite his anger, he is unable to stop his gaze from dropping to her naked breasts. It's not the worst thing to happen to him considering how good he's feeling this morning, but he doesn't like being played.
Her eyes widen at his accusation and she furiously jerks away from his grip. When she realizes where his gaze is she snatches the black sheet over her bare breasts. "I think the better question is what did you do? I'm not the one that has a habit of compelling the people I fuck." She snarls, her anger getting the better of her. She can't believe this happened again, that he did this to her again.
"I didn't do anything." He says as he climbs out his bed.
"You really expect me to believe that after what happened between us when we first met? For all I know you could've compelled me like you did back then. " She makes a point of ignoring him as he walks across the room completely naked and takes a seat in one of the oversized arm chairs in the room.
"I'm trying to win over Elena, compelling and hooking up with one of her best friends is not the way to do that." Damon points out as he slips a pair of pants on.
"You have point." Caroline admits reluctantly. At this point Damon is just as whipped as Stefan had been before losing his emotions, so he definitely wouldn't seek her out for one night stand. "So if neither of us would do this under normal circumstances what do you think happened?"
What would make them both lose their minds and jump into bed together after even after the bad history they have? Their eyes meet as they both come to the same conclusion "A spell!" They both blurt out simultaneously.
"Looks like you're smarter than I thought, Blondie." Damon quips with a smirk.
"Fuck you, Damon." She snaps, angry enough that she pushes the sheet aside and gets out of bed to find her clothing, not caring that she's still completely naked.
"I'm just trying to bring some levity to the situation." He shrugs, inadvertently licking his lips when he gets another glimpse of her body.
"Well I'm sorry if I don't find cheating on my boyfriend amusing." Caroline says quietly as she looks around for her clothes. She and Tyler have finally managed to get back on track now that he's managed to rid himself of Klaus' compulsion and now it's ruined. She's so lost in her thoughts that she doesn't immediately remember that her clothes are somewhere in the living room.
Once Damon hears the distress in her voice and sees her desperately trying to find her clothes, he stops smiling and quickly finds her one of his robes to wear. "Relax, Blondie." His soothes as she pulls on the robe. "This is far from cheating. Since a spell is involved, you didn't have any control of your actions and I'm sure the mutt will understand that." He surprises both of them by pulling her into a hug. He must be getting soft because the idea of her anguish shouldn't make him want to comfort her.
Caroline is surprised when the hug actually makes her feel a little better. That lasts all of ten seconds before she remembers that she's hugging Damon Salvatore and she awkwardly pulls away from his embrace.
"So we're in agreement that it's a spell." Damon decides to change the subject. "Do you have any guesses about who is involved?"
"Maybe something went wrong with one of Bonnie's spells." Caroline suggests not really believing it, but knowing that would better for it to be a mishap of Bonnie's than it being someone out to get them.
"No Judgy would never be that careless." Damon shakes his head.
"You're right, but who would do something this personal? I could see one of our many enemies trying to take us out, but this is a completely different thing."
"I think I might have an idea." Damon rushes across the room and picks up his phone. It's time he talked to a certain brunette doppelganger.
The sun peaks trough the curtains of the large bedroom, waking Tyler Lockwood. He lets out a sigh as he gets his bearings and pleasantly surprised to find a cool naked body draped on top of him. At first he assumes that he and Caroline met up and they ended up in her bedroom, but when he looks around he doesn't recognize the room he's in. All he knows is that it's very expensive if the curtains and trinkets are to go by. The only person he knows with that kind of money is Klaus. Maybe he took Caroline there last night. No that makes no sense. He would never spend the night in the Mikaelson mansion. After finally getting out of Klaus' thrall the last thing he would want to do is go back. Not to mention the idea of taking Caroline there when Klaus is actively trying to pursue her would not be the best idea.
A surge of anger floods him when he thinks of the way the bastard has been blatantly trying to steal Caroline away while he was fighting off his compulsion. It's not that he's worried that Caroline will succumb to the original's advances because he knows she won't, but he still hates that the asshole has completely disregarded their relationship. When he feels Caroline shift against him, he decides to put it out of his mind and instead focus on his naked girlfriend. Slowly, Tyler pulls the sheet back to wake her up and get her in the mood.
However instead of finding a blonde head burrowed in his chest, he sees a brunette one. His heart starts to race when he comes to conclusion that he cheated on his girlfriend with another woman. He freezes when the woman in question begins to wake up and lifts her head, gasping when he realizes that he knows the woman.
"Why am I here?" Katherine Pierce asks, haughtiness dripping off her voice. "Did you do something to me?" She glares at the hybrid as she sits up, not bothering to cover herself up.
"Of course I didn't have anything to do with this." He glares back, angry that she would even make the suggestion. "Believe me the last thing I would ever want to do is sleep with you." Tyler decides to ignore the fact that he spent most of the night with is dick inside of her.
"You weren't saying that last night." She glances down at his erection. "And based on that hard on you aren't saying it right now either." She intentionally cups one of her breasts and isn't surprised to see the lust in his eyes. She may not plan on picking up where they left off; it doesn't mean she can't tease him.
Tyler groans as his cock twitches slightly at her gesture, but he still makes a point of jumping out of the bed and pulling on his boxers. "Obviously I was out of my mind last night."
"Oh please, you were all over me last night and I can see it in your eyes that part of you still wants me right now. So don't act like the thought never crossed your mind before last night." She snaps, slightly annoyed by his insistence that he would never want her.
"I'll admit that I find you hot, but I would never hurt Caroline that way intentionally. I love her. So like I said, something else has to be going on. Come on you can't expect me to believe you had this" He uses his hands to point out their state of undress. "planned last night."
"You're right." Katherine admits as she climbs out of bed and slips on the silk robe that is draped on the chair next to her bed. "I definitely didn't plan on fucking you when we ran into each other yesterday. I had bigger things on my mind." Like a certain dark-haired original. So how the hell did she go from looking for Elijah to sleeping with Tyler Lockwood?
She frowns as the details of the night start to come back to her. She had been on her way to see Elijah when she bumped into the hybrid. After that the only things she can remember is them all over each other before they somehow ended up going to her place so they could fuck each other's brains out.
Still despite the unexpectedness of the night before, she's not at all angry because the sex hadn't been bad at all. In fact it had been downright remarkable, especially compared to his uncle Mason. Don't get her wrong the sex with Mason had been good, but Tyler had been even better; something that surprises her considering how young he is. It also seems the younger Lockwood has a talent for giving head and now she knows why vampire Barbie is always all over him.
She is broken out of her thoughts when her phone rings. Katherine reaches down to pick up her phone from the night stand and lets out an annoyed sigh when she realizes that Damon is calling her. "What?" She doesn't even bother with a greeting.
"So I woke up with someone I didn't expect last night." Damon ignores her terse greeting. "Someone that hates me and it could ruin my chances with Elena."
Well that's either the blonde or the witch. She's guessing the blonde since she has a feeling Damon wouldn't be all that upset if spent the night with the witch. She glances at Tyler who is glancing at his own phone, probably texting vampire Barbie. If those two spent the night together, then something definitely has to be going on.
Still she's not sure she likes where this conversation is going. "What the hell does your pathetic sex life have to do with me?"
"You tell me."
"Wait…you think I had something to do with this?" She rolls her eyes in annoyance. Leave it to Damon Salvatore to be arrogant enough to think her mind is on him.
"Well you come back to town after making it clear that you want Stefan to yourself and boom this happens. What I am supposed to think?"
"Why would I go through all of this to get Stefan in my bed when I could just compel him?" She points out logically. Not that she would at this point since at the end of the day it would do her no good. Not to mention she has focused her attentions on Elijah at the moment.
"That might have been a good explanation if you didn't see firsthand how Stefan is capable of breaking compulsions when he really wants to. You made it clear the last time you were in town that you would do almost anything to get him so it wouldn't surprise me if you worked with someone to make it happen."
"That does sound like something I could be capable of, but why would I involve you? And if I did involve you wouldn't make more sense for me to make sure you got with Elena so I could have Stefan to myself?"
"You hate me and you love starting shit. Getting to be with Stefan and pissing me off at the same time would be a like winning the lottery to you."
"Look, I don't have time for these stupid accusations so I'll admit that I woke up with someone this morning, it just wasn't Stefan." She glances at Tyler who has managed to put on his jeans and is pulling his shirt over his head.
"If it wasn't Stefan than who was it?"
"That's for me to know and you to find out."
"Whatever." He snaps and Katherine can practically hear him roll his eyes. "Just come to boardinghouse. If you didn't have anything to do with then I'm sure you want know who did."
"Fine." She says briskly before hanging up the phone. She glances at Tyler who has just stuffed his phone into his pocket. "Well it looks like there may be an explanation for what happened last night."
"Yeah I know. Caroline sent me a text asking me to meet her at the boardinghouse. I'll wait for you to get dressed in the other room." He begins to take a step toward the door when he's stopped by Katherine's voice.
"What makes you think I'd actually get in a car with you? I am capable of getting myself there."
"We left your car in the parking lot of that boutique, remember?" He points out.
A flood of heat rushes through her body as she remembers the conversation they had when they'd been discussing the quickest way to her place. "Okay, I'll let you drive, but after this meeting you're taking me to get my car."
"Okay." He nods and is just about to leave her alone to get changed when she undoes her robe, allowing it to slip off her body before sauntering to her closet to find some clothes.
"You've already seen everything." She explains when she turns to find him gaping at her in shock. "No point in being self-conscious about it."
The playful glint in her eyes causes Tyler's wolf to emerge and he is unable to stop the growl from leaving his chest. He knows it's because it hasn't been that long since they were together and her scent is still all over his body riling up the wolf in him. He can only hope once he is able to shower and get some distance from her that his wolf will calm down.
When Katherine hears the hybrid's low growl, her body warms and she remembers how much she liked that sound last night. There's something sexy about having a male come undone and embrace his baser instincts. As soon as the thought enters her mind she makes a point of making it disappear. She definitely doesn't need to go down that road. Instead she focuses on putting on her clothes.
Aching muscles and stiff joints are the first thing Alaric Saltzman notices when he opens his eyes, something that surprises him. The last time he felt this way had been when he'd been attacked by one of Klaus' hybrids a few weeks ago, but this time the soreness is different. This time there is there layer of satisfaction there, something that usually only happens after he has sex. That means he spent the night with someone, but who?
The last thing Alaric remembers is Elena coming over to his place to check up him. He also remembers having a talk about her current troubles with Stefan and Damon. After that he has vivid memories of naked bodies writing together as they moan in ecstasy. When the implications of those particular memories start to fully register he tries to sit up, but the feminine body covering his own body prevents it.
For second he has hopes that he went out to one of the local bars and picked up a woman there, but those hopes are quickly dashed when he looks down and sees Elena Gilbert's dark head pressed against his shoulder. How in the world did this happen? How did he end up bedding one of his former students? There's only one way to find out so Alaric carefully moves his hand to her shoulder and gently tries to shake her awake.
Elena doesn't budge and he tries again, this time gently calling out her name. "Elena, I need you to wake up."
This time she stirs slightly, but not enough to wake up her. She does however start to move the hand that is draped across his chest, her fingers stroking his chest hair. Alaric groans when his body starts to respond to her in a way he doesn't really need at the moment. The last thing he needs is for his prick to harden while Elena's still pressed against him. So when he calls out her name for a second time, he realizes he can no longer afford to be gentle about."
"Elena!" He shakes her harder. "Wake up!"
Startled out of her sleep, Elena jolts up unexpectedly and gasps when she sees Alaric staring at her. She takes in their naked bodies and "Oh my God! H-how did this happen?"
"I'm not really sure." Alaric says with head in his hands. "What do you remember?"
"I remember us talking last night and then…" She stops speaking when gets a flash of Alaric peeling her underwear off, another of his head between her legs, him burying himself inside of her, and another of her juices soaking the sheets as she screamed his name. Her eyes widen when she meets her former teacher's eyes and she can see the same lust she's currently feeling reflected in his eyes.
"I guess we're on the same page then." He clears his throat trying to shake the thoughts of the night before. "Because I remember it the same way and I definitely did not have this planned last night." He won't pretend that he's never notice her beauty, but he never would have considered crossing the line with her.
"Neither did I" Elena shakes her head. She would be lying if she said she never noticed how hot he was, but she never seriously entertained the thought anything actually happening between them. So how she ended up in bed with him now is a complete mystery to her. The only think she can think is that it's magic related and she says as much to Alaric.
"It's certainly a possibility with memory loss this specific."
"I think I should call Bonnie and Caroline." She starts to ramble to herself. She gasps when another thought comes to her. "Oh god I have to call Damon!" The last thing she wants to hear is his mouth.
"How about I call him and you call your friends." He suggests as he climbs out of bed. Once he's steady on his feet he walks across the room to find a pair of pants.
Elena flushes and averts her gaze when she sees a glimpse of his naked backside. Still she is unable to stop the image of her hands on that same backside as he moves on top of her. When she finally looks at him again his pants and shoes are on and he's pulling a shirt over his head.
"I'll leave you alone so you can get dressed in peace." He gives her a small smile before he softly closes the door behind him.
The moment the door closes, she realizes that the two of them had just had an entire conversation completely naked without her feeling self-conscious about her body. Something that should embarrass her since it took months for her to feel comfortable around Stefan. Not wanting to go down that particular road at the moment, Elena picks up her phone and dials Bonnie's number.
The first thing Klaus Mikaelson feels when he wakes up is the weight of two bodies draped over his. Once he opens his eyes, a smug smile appears on his face when he takes in the sight of Remy and Kali ─two witches currently under his authority─ cuddled against him.
Kali the more serious of the two witches is on his right, her head resting against his chest. Every so often, she lets out a breath and the ends of her braids move against his torso. He smirks when he sees the serious expression on her face, amused that even when she's sleeping she's serious minded.
He looks to his left at Remy, who also has her head on his chest. In contrast to Kali, Remy's expression is more peaceful. Her long brown hair is loose across his chest managing to mingle with Kali's dark braids.
For a second he continues to look back and forth between the women, memories of the night before going through his mind. Having a threesome had been the last thing on his mind last night, but he knows all too well that things don't always work out the way you plan. His cock hardens as he thinks about the way he made them scream and how well they pleasured his body.
The longer he thinks about the night before, the more aroused he grows and after a while he decides to wake the women up so they can finish what they started. After a bit of prodding both women wake up. Before either of them can blink, he has Kali straddled on his face and Remy impaled on his cock. The least he can do is give them a bit more pleasure before sending them on their way.
Jeremy Gilbert yawns and stretches before rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. As he gets his bearings, he quickly realizes that he's not in his bedroom. Upon further exploration of the room, he notesthat he's apparently in some kind of hotel room and based on the body pressed against his he's not alone. At first he assumes it could be Bonnie, but the woman in bed with him is too tall and then there's the fact that Bonnie basically hates his guts at this point.
"About time you woke up." Rebekah Mikaelson props herself on her arm and waits for Jeremy to react to her presence.
"You're Klaus' sister." Jeremy sits up in the bed when he recognizes the naked woman. Did you compel me into doing this?"
"I didn't do anything to you and frankly I'm insulted that you would even suggest that." Her eyes darken with anger. "Is it so hard to believe that we just had a bit too much to drink and ended up spending the night with one another?"
"I'm sorry." Jeremy apologizes and softly squeezes her shoulder. He doesn't know Rebekah all that well, from what he's heard he knows that she can be just as dangerous as Klaus, but he can also tell the girl is vulnerable. Who wouldn't be after losing ninety years of their life? The least he can do is cut her a little slack. "It's just a lot has happened over the last few months and I'm a little on edge. I don't like not knowing how this happened."
"It's okay." She accepts his apology and squeezes the hand on her shoulder. "I'm not exactly sure what happened either. I remember going to a bar to get a drink and I remember running into you. I remember us naked in this bed, but I don't remember what happened in between."
"Yeah that's what I remember too." He nods before smiling softly. "For the record I did have a good time."
"So did I." She returns his smile and starts to rub his chest.
"What are you doing?"
"I haven't been with anyone in over ninety years and I just want to remember this as more than a drunken mistake. Will you help me?" She gives him pleading look as she continues to rubs his chest.
"Okay." Jeremy barely gets his agreement out before he's pushed on his back and Rebekah's straddling his hips. He groans happily when she sinks down on his erection and starts to move.
Alaric stares at his hands, his eyes lingering on the phone he just hung up. Telling Damon that he spent the night with the girl he's in love with hadn't been easy and he knows it will be even harder when they all meet up face to face.
The worst part is there is a part of him that doesn't even regret the night before. It's the first time in a long time that he woke up completely satisfied and settled, the first time that he woke up without remembering his wife and he wants that feeling to continue.
Except it can't because this is Elena, a girl he's made a point of looking out for, Yet here he is thinking about the night he had with her. It's wrong on so many levels. She may have turned 18 which technically makes her an adult legally, but it's still wrong.
The door to his bedroom opens and the object of his thoughts walks in with her cell phone in her hand. She looks beautiful like she always does, but Alaric decides to ignore those thoughts at the moment. Instead he stands up and meets her halfway across the room.
"I couldn't get a hold of Bonnie, but I did talk to Caroline and she spent the night with Damon, she's really upset about it."
"I know he filled me in when we talked. By the way, Damon's decided to get everyone together at the boardinghouse so we can figure out what happened."
"So what do we do now?" She asks nervously. She knows her car is out there, but she's unsure she'll be able to focus enough to drive to the boardinghouse right now.
Seeing the stressed out look on her face, Alaric decides to take things over for the moment. "I'll drive us to the boardinghouse so we can figure this out. Everything is going to fine." His voice is gentle and Elena appreciates it.
"Okay." Elena nods quietly. "I'll try to get a hold of Jeremy while we're on our way."
Alaric nods and picks up his car keys and is starting to head to the door, when he realizes Elena hasn't moving an inch.
"What's wrong?" He's always hated to see her distressed.
"Nothing, I'm just glad that it was you I spent the night with and not someone dangerous. I feel safe with you." She smiles gratefully at him.
Alaric returns her smile and they have a bit of a staring contest before they come to their senses. Elena watches as he pulls the door open and the two walk outside.
Jeremy watches from the bed as a fully dressed Rebekah picks up her bag and closes the door behind her, leaving him alone in the hotel room. Their quickie had been pretty good, but the moment they both came he'd felt guilty beyond belief. Though he and Bonnie are broken up and he technically hasn't done anything wrong it still feels like he's betraying her. He wants her back and sleeping with Rebekah had been a bad idea. Especially now that it's morning and he's sober enough to know better.
Still it had felt so good to be inside of a woman again. Bonnie had been the last person he slept with and the last time that happened had been a month before their breakup two months ago. So when Rebekah made it clear she wanted to pick up where they left off, he'd been unable to resist. He sighs and slips out of the bed, intending on facing the consequences of his stupidity when his phone rings. He picks it up off the end table and frowns when he sees who is calling him.
Elena.
She must be worried about him since he never came home last night. He answers not wanting to worry her anymore.
"Elena, I'm sorry I didn't come home last night. I got drunk and I…"
"You weren't drunk, it was a spell." She blurts out before he can finish his sentence.
"A spell? How do you know?" He asks as he pulls on his jeans.
"Because the same thing happened to me and the rest of the group. We're all meeting at the boardinghouse right now to talk about it."
"Okay, I'll be there as soon as I can." He starts to hang up when he's hears Elena speak again.
"Wait, Bonnie's not answering her phone so can you fill her in on what happened?"
"Okay, but…."
The phone hangs up abruptly and Jeremy frowns, wondering why she would choose him of all people to try to get a hold of Bonnie. He's probably one of the last people she wants to talk to aside from Damon.
Jeremy frowns as a dark thought runs through his mind. Elena implied that everyone in the group was affected by the spell, which means Bonnie was as well. That means she spent the night with someone she hadn't planned to and the only thought that is running through his mind is Damon.
It's certainly plausible. He's seen the way the dark-haired Salvatore looks at Bonnie when he thinks no one else is looking, like he wouldn't mind taking her to bed. He was able to ignore it most of the time because Bonnie barely tolerates Damon, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't afraid of her changing her mind about him now that they are no longer together.
That's probably why she didn't answer the phone when Elena called. A flood of anger runs through him as images of Bonnie and Damon moving together infiltrate his mind. He has to get to the boardinghouse as soon as possible so he can see just how much damage is done.
"Stefan?" Bonnie gasps as she scoots away from the naked vampire, hissing when the muscles in her thighs start to ache. "What...what the hell did we do last night?" The last thing she remembers is being down here with Stefan where they once again made an attempt to open up Esther's coffin. After that things get a little blurry because she doesn't remember how they went from that to her and Stefan getting naked together.
"I think it's obvious what we did." Stefan snorts, gently grabs her by the thighs, and places her in his lap. "And I for one think we should do it again." He leans in to kiss her, but she pulls away from him and hops off of his lap.
Once on her feet, Bonnie searches around the room for her clothes, frowning when she realizes they are spread out throughout the room. "No… this is definitely not happening again." She finds her under wear and slips them on. "Just because we lost our minds and slept together one time doesn't mean we have to do it again."
"It was more like six times actually and that's without counting the other stuff we did." Stefan grins as the images of his head between her legs and her lips wrapped around his cock appear in his mind. He feels himself harden even more when he thinks of how amazing it had been to be buried inside of her. He definitely needs to do that again. "I don't know why you'd want to deprive us of experiencing that pleasure again." He continues to recline on the floor, his erection jutting upwards. "But I will leave it alone if you give me one good reason why."
Bonnie averts her gaze and walks across the room where she spots her jeans. "Are you serious? Elena would be hurt if she knew what we did." Oh god, she slept with her best friends ex, the same ex that Elena is still in love with and is hoping will get back to normal. How could she do this do her?
"Fuck Elena." He licks his lips when she bends down to pick up her jeans and slips into them. He hates that she's covering that amazing body with clothing, but he can't complain about the view she's giving him right now.
"You don't mean that." Her eyes widen in surprise at his harsh words. As long as she's known Stefan she never thought she would hear something like that come out of his mouth. "I know you aren't exactly yourself right now, but you have to know that we betrayed her by jumping into bed together." Once she finishes with her pants she finds her shirt and puts that on as well.
"Of course I mean it. I'll even say it again. Fuck Elena." He shrugs unapologetically. "We did not betray her. How can we betray her when me and Elena aren't even together anymore." He points out with a raised eyebrow. "Besides she basically has one leg in my brother's bed anyway."
He sees the shocked look on her face and adds, "Come on you really don't expect me to believe that as her best friend she didn't tell you she and my dear brother kissed." He knows they probably talked about it as soon as it happened.
"You know about that?"
"Yeah saw them in action and I hope they manage to work things out. Maybe then they'll leave me the hell alone."
Bonnie says nothing and instead gives him a disbelieving look.
"You don't believe me?"
"I believe you, but only because you can't feel anything right now. If you did you'd be ready to kill Damon."
"Just because I don't give a damn about Elena does not mean I can't feel things." He frowns, slightly irritated at her assumption. Damon and Elena must be still on that he doesn't have his emotions kick and are infecting the others with it. "I have feelings about a lot of things; I've just chosen not feel anything for her."
He pauses as a thought occurs to him "You know I don't know how you do it. Devote a good chunk of your life to helping Elena. It was exhausting for me and I didn't do half of what you do for her." He leaps up and speeds across the room. "That's why I think you should let me take your mind off of her. And I know just the way to do that."
Bonnie gasps in surprise when she turns around and Stefan's only a few inches away from her. Her mouth goes dry as her gaze inadvertently trails down his naked body. Having him this close is definitely not good. Not when she remembers what it was like to have his body pressed against hers as he buried himself inside of her over and over again. Not when she remembers what it was like to kiss and taste him, to have his head between her legs as he tasted her.
As memory after memory of the previous night goes through her mind, she grows more and more irritated. "Can you please put some clothes on?" Bonnie snaps, hating that he can make her feel this way.
"Fine," Stefan lets out a long sigh and uses his enhanced speed to dress. "Happy now?"
She opens her eyes and is surprised and slightly disappointed (not that she'll admit it) to see him completely dressed. "Yeah I am." She manages to get the words out after a brief pause.
"You hesitated." He accuses with a smug smirk. "Which means you aren't as unaffected as you're pretending to be." He moves in closer to her, his eyes zeroing in on hers. "I wonder how you would respond if I kissed you. Would kiss me back?" He glances at her lips, wanting nothing more than to take those pouty pillows with his own lips.
Bonnie is saved from responding when her phone rings shattering the moment between them. She quickly rushes over to her bag and pulls her phone out, partially hoping it's Caroline calling so they can talk.
She frowns when she sees that it's Damon, but answers anyway hoping it will distract her from her current situation with Stefan. "Damon, why are you calling so early?" She doesn't bother with a greeting, knowing it's not a social call.
Stefan narrows his eyes when he hears his brother's name and moves his head near Bonnie's phone so he can hear what his brother is saying. Although with his enhanced hearing, he could technically hear Damon even if he were across the room, it's more fun for him this way.
"We'll get to that Judgy, but first I need to ask you a question." He pauses briefly trying to figure out the best way to ask his question before he decides to be his usual blunt self. "Did you happen to fuck someone unexpected last night?"
"How is that any of your business?" Her hackles rise a little at his blunt question.
Stefan smirks next to her. Leave it to his brother to piss off Bonnie after barely 30 seconds of speaking.
"It's my business because apparently everyone in the group has had a similar experience and I think something went down last night to cause it. So once again did you spend the night with anyone last night?"
She lets out a sigh before responding with a quiet. "Yeah, I did." Though there is a part of her that is embarrassed to be having this conversation with Damon of all people, she's also relieved that there may be an explanation for her night with Stefan.
"I thought so." He says in slightly smug voice before growing serious once again. "You and Jeremy need to get to the boardinghouse quick so we can work on this." He hangs up before Bonnie can utter another word.
"Interesting that he would assume you spent the night banging the runt that fucked things up by kissing his ex. He'll be in for a surprise when he finds out otherwise. So will the runt for that matter."
"Jeremy's not a runt." She defends her ex-boyfriend, not so much for his sake, but mostly because it's a bit of an insult to her taste in boyfriends.
"I'll give you that since he has gotten bulkier over the last few months, but I think we can both know he's was a waste of your time."
"Yeah," Bonnie can't help but agree. It's funny she assumed that it would take awhile for her to get over Jeremy, but she hasn't really thought about him all that much aside from the first couple of weeks after their breakup. The night with Stefan certainly doesn't hurt matters either. What did that say about their relationship if she can forget about Jeremy so easily?
A few seconds later Stefan's phone rings as well, but he decides against answering it and turns to address Bonnie instead. "Well I can see you're going to be busy for awhile so why don't you call me later so we can meet up." He manages to take one step before he's stopped by Bonnie.
"Don't even think about it," She says with a glare, deliberately ignoring his proposition. "You're coming with me so we can figure out why this happened." She grabs the sleeve of his leather jacket and tugs him along as she walks up the stairs and down the hallway that leads to the exit.
"I would be very happy to come with you…over and over again. The same way I did last night." He winks at her.
"Ugh, shut up." Bonnie rolls her eyes in annoyance and continues dragging a grinning Stefan out the door.
By the time Rebekah makes it home, Elijah is already seated in the dining room, clearly waiting for her and Klaus to arrive for breakfast. The large table is set for the three of them and each plate contains two poached eggs, two slices of toast, hash browns, and a side of bacon. In the center of the table, is teapot filled with their favorite breakfast tea.
Although they no longer need food to sustain themselves, every Sunday morning they make a point of having breakfast together. It's something they did years ago before they became immortal and now that they are all living in the same house, they have decided to take it up again.
"Elijah, you're certainly punctual this morning." Rebekah greets her brother as she takes her usual seat across from him. "I take it you didn't take advantage of the spell?"
"I had something more important to do last night." He says as he takes a sip of tea. The truth is Elijah had been planning on going to discuss something with Elena, but decided to stay away once he found out about Klaus' plan. Based on Rebekah's relaxed state it's obvious she did the opposite. "But I can see you did.
"You mean the spell worked?" Klaus jumps in as he enters the room, surprise in his voice. He was under the assumption that it hadn't worked.
"Yes it did and it was nice especially after being daggered for several decades." She looks at Klaus pointedly as he takes a seat at the head of the table. She still can't believe he did that to her. "Though I have to admit I would have preferred my first time in this century to have been with someone more suitable instead of the doppelganger's human brother."
"How did that happen?" Klaus asks as he cuts into his eggs. After the way she carried on about Stefan once she woke up, he would have thought he would have been her first priority.
"I was hoping to run into Stefan so I could use this as an opportunity to work on him, but I ran into a bewitched Jeremy instead." She pauses briefly to pour herself a cup of tea. "Since I knew sleeping with him would anger the doppelganger, I decided not to let your spell go to waste." She shrugs and takes a sip of her tea.
"Well I'm glad my spell could help someone." Klaus mutters sarcastically.
"Are you telling us that you did all of this to get the Forbes girl into your bed and it didn't even work in the end?" Elijah smirks into his tea, amused by the turn of events.
"You smell of sex so if you didn't spend the night with the blonde vampire, who did you spend the night with?" Rebekah asks as she scrutinizes her brother's appearance.
"The witches I have working for me. I figured it was the least they could do since their spell was unsuccessful, but apparently that wasn't the case." Klaus frowns as he goes over the night before. The plan was foolproof and it was supposed to guarantee him the opportunity to get Caroline into his bed, but something went wrong. Now the only thing that is on Klaus' mind is figuring out what went wrong exactly. He glances at his sister and immediately gets an idea.
"I know that look. What is on your mind?" Rebekah's brow furrows when she sees the calculating look on Klaus' face.
"I was just wondering what happened this morning when you woke up? Did he think you had something to do with your night together?" He takes on a casual stance as he takes a bite of his toast.
"He did at first, but he apologized right away when I pretended to be hurt by the accusation. Why?"
"I'm sure by now they've figured out something happened to them last night and are gathering together as we speak to figure out what caused it. I suspect they will start to look in my direction, but they won't if…." He trails off, letting her figure out the rest.
"If I act as though the spell had an effect on me as well."
"Correct, so I would advise you to contact him before he gets suspicious." His tone makes it clear it's not a suggestion.
"Alright, I'll give him a call after we're finished with breakfast." She agrees much to Klaus and Elijah's surprise. "What?" She asks when she sees the questioning look on Elijah's face.
"It's not like you to follow orders so easily." Elijah is genuinely curious because she usually fights them tooth and nail whenever they ask her to do something.
"If I'm working them on this there's a chance I can get Stefan to warm up to me again." Despite her night with Jeremy, she still can't shake Stefan from her thoughts.
"That's actually a good idea." He smiles at her as an idea comes to his mind. "And I'll be happy to accompany you under the guise of protecting you." He continues when he sees the confused look on her face. "There's a certain doppelganger I need to talk to and this will give me the perfect opportunity to do so with having to worry about her group of protectors."
He turns to Klaus. "Unless you have a problem with that." Although the last thing he wants to do is defer to his brother, he knows it's necessary for the time being.
"That's actually brilliant, the more involved our family is in this, the less suspicious they'll be of us." Klaus glances down at his place. "Now enough shop talk, we should get back to our Sunday ritual."
Elijah and Rebekah both nod and the three siblings all focus on finishing their breakfast.