A/N: I have added a bit more to this chapter than previously so that chapter 2 makes sense. Again for the full story go to my AO3 account. My username is still DizniPrinzess, and the story is still Joys of Sex. If you're wondering why I'm only posting snippets here it's because if FFN strict and outdated TOS. AO3 has no such limitations.

When she imagined losing her virginity it was always with a man she was in love with. She imagined him going nice and slow securing her between his arms making her feel safe and like she was the only girl that mattered. She knew it would hurt — that's what every book, television show, and person said — but it wouldn't matter because he would be as tender as possible with her. They would become one and be closer on a physical and spiritual level and by the end, they would cuddle and bask in the glow of what they'd just shared.

What she didn't imagine was Tyler Lockwood sweating and grunting behind her roughly grabbing at her tits in a hall closet, humping her with wild abandon and shooting his load in two minutes flat. And what she definitely didn't imagine is that she'd like it. His rough treatment of her womanhood should have hurt, and it did, but it also gave way to a new sensation deep in her that his hard strokes stirred that she loved, she almost wanted him to go harder. His animalistic grunting should have disgusted her, but instead caused her walls to unconsciously clench. And his extremely short stamina should have definitely turned her off, but it didn't, she found a weird delight in making him lose all control that quickly — she found power in it. The only thing she hated about this moment was that she couldn't see his face, see how she was affecting him.

How did she end up here? The answer laid with Jimmy Pierce her sophomore year boyfriend up until a couple of weeks ago. They'd been going out for three months and she'd decided it was time for them to have sex. She thought she was in love with him—not head over heels in love but enough affection to want to do the deed with him. She had it all planned, candles and everything, made sure her Grams wouldn't be checking up on her and her dad was rarely home so that wasn't even a factor.

It was their three-month anniversary and everything had been going fine until it came time to do the deed. He just wasn't into it. She had stripped down to the expensive lingerie she had bought for the occasion and it did nothing for him. She started freaking out and so did he and that's when he reluctantly told her that he was gay. She was livid. For months he lied to her and used her as a beard. But most of all she felt humiliated and unwanted. He was her first boyfriend, first real boyfriend and he was about to be her first, but he didn't desire her which led her to here.

Tyler Lockwood was a notorious asshole, but he was exactly who she needed. He hit on basically anything that moved and he was ready and willing. Best of all she wouldn't have to invest any time in him beyond this moment—she was free to pretend nothing ever happened after this moment. She didn't really intend to have sex with him at first, just a quick make out and maybe let him get to second base, but the more hungrily he went at her body the better she felt physically and mentally. She was wanted by him and as sad as it sounded it was exactly what she needed to boost her ego back to its original place. She hated herself for being so insecure, she's never needed someone to tell her she's pretty, but it was still nice to hear it every once in a while. With Tyler he called her hot and was showing her just how much he meant it—she knew his every sentiment was real.

So here she was in the Lockwood mansion at one of their many charity functions getting fucked by their son in the hall closet and loving every bit of it. She may not have gotten that orgasm, but that's not what she came with him into the closet for. However of all the unexpected surprises the one she never would have expected was him still fucking her well after he'd came — apparently along with his short stamina came with a short refractory period. That orgasm might yet still be in sight.

He's still deep inside her recovering when the closet door opens. Both of them still at the new air invading the musty one they just created.

"Tyler," he hears his dad say sternly.

"Yeah Dad," he says nervously. He doesn't move from his position trying to keep his and her modesty as much as possible.

"When you get cleaned up my office!"

Tyler doesn't even get a chance to respond before the closet door slams. Bonnie pushes him off of her forcing him out of her warmth. He groans at the loss. "You didn't lock the door?!"

"It doesn't have a lock!" He goes to pull off the condom, and that when he notices, it's not there. She yelling at him but he's not listening, he's very focused on the situation at hand. He remembers very distinctly putting on the condom especially since she wouldn't let him touch her anymore without it. The thing just couldn't magically disappear. "Uh, Bonnie?"

"What!" She's in the middle of putting her bra back on.

"I don't want to alarm you but..." He struggles to get the words out.

"But what?" She says irritated.

"The condom's missing."

"What?" Her tone from earlier is now replaced with confusion.

"Well I started wearing a condom and now it's nowhere to be found."

Her eyes widen in fear. Things like that just don't disappear which means it could only be in one place — still inside her. "Damn it Tyler!" She frantically shoves her fingers in her searching for the missing item. She does not want to go to the hospital for this it was too embarrassing and people were surely to find out. She feels it, but her fingers aren't long enough to quite get a hold of it before they just slip. She huffs in annoyance and then looks to him.

"I need your help," she's half defeated and half annoyed. This really wasn't how she imagined their tryst ending. She thought it could get awkward, figuring out how to go forwards, but not this, not him digging inside her vagina looking for a lost condom that was surely to get her pregnant.

After a lot of fumbling, they do eventually get it out. It was slimy and wet and they didn't know what to do with it so the wrapped it up in the handkerchief that sat in Tyler's suit pocket throughout his entire lecture with his father about the Lockwood name and tarnishing it. He threw it and the handkerchief away immediately after that. His mother asked about it but he just pretended like he didn't know.

He didn't look Bonnie in the eye for the rest of the night in embarrassment. In the back of his head he knew condoms had a onetime use, but in the moment he hadn't cared, he just didn't want to embarrass himself, and now he'd screwed everything up.

When they're both in their own beds later that night they're both restless thinking about the possible consequences of tonight. All they could do was wait and see what happens.

Read the rest on AO3 for the non-edited version that FFN won't allow. I'd link it but FFN also doesn't allow that so look for the story under same name. My user name is the same over there and it's under the "Bonnie's Magic Pussy" series. Once you get there you can go straight to after the first line break to pick up where this leaves off.