A/N: This story rated explicit for a reason; that said, please read with an open mind and enjoy. I own neither The Vampire Diaries, nor Savages. Inspired by a fanmade video by GlamorousXOXO1 titled Savages Trailer~The Vampire Diaries Style.

The smell of salt water, marsh, and juniper leaves flowed throughout the third floor of the four story beach mansion. The waves of the California beach crashed against the shoreline, creating a very therapeutic atmosphere to for the residents of Laguna Beach. As the breeze rushed in through the large open windows, the white curtains billowed softly but were drowned out by the sounds of passion echoing off the walls. Bonnie Bennett's hoarse voice could be heard nearly a block away as she panted, moaned, and screamed into Damon Salvatore's ear. With her back pressed flush against the couch beneath them, she wrapped her legs around his svelte waist, using her heels and ankles to pull him closer to her. As the length of his shaft slid further inside of her, Bonnie shuddered tremendously against him, digging her manicured nails into his back as she rode out the strokes and waves he was dosing her with.

Each time his defined chiseled hips pounded against hers, Bonnie's entire lower region bucked with anticipation of the next stroke. Her body was drenched in sweat due to both the sweltering summer heat and the work out she was currently undergoing. Her hands slid across Damon's back as she tried to grip him for support. The tightness in her lower belly grew even more taught as she felt her climax encroaching. The sounds of her wetness all around him overhauled her arousal, making her body tense underneath his as he rapidly pounded against her tiny frame. A low growl emitted from deep within Damon's chest as Bonnie's mouth feel open in a wordless scream. She gasped for air as she braced herself for the climax of her nineteen year old life, screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Daaaaaaammmmoooon!" The way she dragged out his name spurred him on as he quickened his pace to a delicious speed, rolling his hips into her for added effect. He felt her tremble beneath him as he held her hips in place with one hand and steadied himself on the arm of the chaise lounge with the other hand.

"That's right, let it out, B." Damon closed his eyes and listened as Bonnie choked on her moans, finding nothing more beautiful than when she completely unraveled beneath him. He held her in place as she shook violently, releasing herself all over him and the chaise they were occupying. Damon ran a hand up her smooth caramel thighs, hoisting her right leg up on the back of the chaise; Damon glanced down at where they met as he continued to thrust in and out of her, using his thumb to probe her clitoris. The act made her back arch clear off the cushion and earned him a breathy pant as she closed her eyes tight. Damon smiled at the tears seeping from the corners of her almond shaped eyes and leaned forward to kiss them away. He placed an affectionate, albeit sloppy, kiss on her cheek before burrowing his face in the crook of her neck. Bonnie sighed at the soft kisses he plagued her with and turned her head at a sharper angle to feel more of him. His thrusts became harder by the second and she knew that he was close to his peak. Sliding her hands from his back to his ass, she gave it a firm squeeze, smiling when he grunted in disdain. He could protest all he wanted but Bonnie knew he secretly enjoyed her grabbing on his mounds.

Damon timed his nut perfectly, waiting for the precise moment to lower his fangs. He felt the veins in his face dance below his eyes, making him salivate as he craned his neck further and with fine tune precision, pierced the flesh of Bonnie's neck. Immediately, Bonnie's eyes flew open as she moaned against Damon's ear and cradled him with her soft touch. Damon at that exact time released his load inside of her, shuddering as her walls clenched against him repetitively as if they were applauding him. Damon drank from Bonnie a few moments longer before lifting his head, groaning and gasping as her sweet blood trickled down the back of his throat.

Lifting some of his weight off her, Damon smiled down at a limp and tired looking Bonnie before tearing into his own wrist and placing it to her mouth. He watched as she cupped his arm with both hands and drank just enough to heal her wound but not enough to get rid of the tantalizing tingle between her legs. She breathed heavily as she pulled away from his arm, watching as he leaned forward and lapped up the dried blood from her neck. Without missing a beat he swept in and captured her mouth into a kiss. The taste of their blood gathered on their tongues compelling him to lean further into the kiss. Bonnie moaned and cupped the sides of his face as he ravished her mouth as if she had just ingested the last supper and he was dying to get it back. Pulling back with a smile, she ran a hand over Damon's dark hair and pulled his face to hers. She forced his eyes closed with the balls of her thumb and kissed both eyelids before releasing his face. When his eyes opened she was met with the intense stare of his cerulean orbs. Rather than shy away like most women, she simply smiled and pecked his lips once more.

"You are an amazing lover, D." The smirk that appeared on Damon's face sent a rush of heat to Bonnie's nether regions, prompting her to wrap her slender, toned legs around his body. They both hissed at the skin to skin contact. Unable to keep his hands from off her, Damon allowed one hand to roam up the side of Bonnie's body; starting from her thighs to her hips and eventually her breast. Damon got lost in the soft feel of her velvet mounds as he brushed the palm of his hand over her hardened nipple. The act won him a soft sigh as his lips came in contact with the beaded flesh. He placed a soft kiss on it before bringing his head up to look at her, finally responding to her compliment.

"Only you can bring it out of me, B," he replied truthfully. Damon was never one to make love but even when he ravished Bonnie's body in a haste to release his pent up frustrations, she managed to bring out a sensual side he never acknowledged with anyone else. Bonnie smiled at his words and kissed his collar bone before reluctantly sliding out from under him. Bonnie sat at the edge of the couch and willed her noodlely legs to support her body weight for they were still slightly trembling from the aftershock of their ground shaking love session. Damon, seeing Bonnie struggled, watched for a few seconds before standing up and scooping her into his arms while wrapping her legs around him. Bonnie snuggled against his chest, enjoying their skin to skin contact more than anything. His usually cold body was radiated still with her warmth making the contact more than pleasing. Her head rested on is shoulder as he led her to the bathroom connected to the room, sitting with her on the edge of the tub as he drew her bath.

"You do that, bubbles in the tub thing while I hit the shower," Bonnie pouted from her place in his lap. Damon never denied or passed up a soak in the tub with her which only meant he had to rush off for whatever reason. Upon seeing her frown, Damon pressed his forehead against hers, using his index finger to tap her nose to which she couldn't help but to smile at. "Nuh uhn, none of that," he chided with a smirk. "I'm going to get something you've been missing for a while now so behave and don't leave until I get back." The sound of his hand slapping against her bottom echoed through the bathroom, followed by a hiss from Bonnie. She smirked seductively and slid off of Damon's lap to dip down in the warm water rapidly filling the tub.

"I have everything I need, D," she insisted. "Whatever it is can wait." Bonnie knew her attempts to lure him in were futile but that never hindered her from trying before and it sure wouldn't now. Damon shook his head with a smile that stated, "if only you knew what I knew" before standing up. Bonnie's eyes traced his naked formed and admired the being before her. Perhaps one of her favorite features about Damon was his pale skin, washboard belly and his extensive V-Cut. Bonnie closed her eyes imagining the feel of his rugged bones against her soft lips; a feeling she's witnessed on her many trips downtown.

"Trust, this has waited long enough." Without wasting any more time, Damon leaned forward to kiss her lips and disappeared from the room leaving Bonnie to in the wake of anticipation.


"STEFAN!" Bonnie was descending the grand staircase adjusting the straps to her halter-top sundress when she heard the door swing open to reveal both Damon and Stefan Salvatore. Upon seeing Bonnie, Stefan's smile widened as he pulled his Ray-Bans off his face to get a better look at her. As she ran towards him, her long, dark, chestnut colored hair flowed behind her in waves as she leapt out of her Chanel sandals and into his arms with ease. Her legs instantly curled around him and her arms were around his neck, pulling his face close to hers. In an instant, their lips crashed into one another as they kissed one another feverishly as if they were the only two in existence.

At the age of nineteen, Bonnie Bennett, notoriously known as B, had everything she could hope for and more. While most people search all their lives for their soul mate, Bonnie had found both of them. Yes, both. She grew up believing that anything was possible and that proved true the day she met Stefan Salvatore. Bonnie called him her air for he breathed life inside of her like she had never known. The two were inseparable and were the apple of each other's eyes that is until Damon rolled into town. Damon was her fire; her deep seeded passion. He had the power to engulf her completely and incinerate her soul in ways no one could. Together, he and Stefan fueled her cohesively and she was their world and like Earth, Wind, and Fire, they coexisted beautifully together, contrary to popular theories.

"Ugh, get a room," Damon said with a roll of his enticing eyes, smiling despite the feigned disdain in his voice. It always warmed Damon's heart to see his younger brother happy, though he'd never willfully admit that aloud.

Stefan pulled away from Bonnie when he remembered that she needed to breathe and smiled as she panted lightly from their kiss. She ran a finger through her curtain of hair and turned to face Damon with a small, crooked smile.

"You could have told me what you were up to earlier," she chastised lightly to which Damon only shrugged. He traipsed over to the bar and grabbed one of his many bottles of Bourbon, twisting the cap off as he took a swig.

"Wouldn't have been much of a surprise now would it?" Bonnie glanced up at Stefan with a smile and tiptoed to meet his waiting lips once again. Being apart from him for three months literally almost suffocated Bonnie but Damon filled the void and took more than excellent care of her. Still, there was nothing like Stefan's presence that made her feel utterly complete.

"Mmhm," Bonnie hummed incredulously with a small smirk. Grabbing Stefan's hand, she pulled him through the foyer towards the stairs and began ascending at an angle with him in tow. "Come on, Steffie. There's a lot I have to catch you up on," her sultry voice crooned as she climbed the steps slowly. Stefan's eyes roamed up her honeyed legs, catching the scent of oatmeal and milk, accompanied with the slowly dwindling scent of her arousal.

"Mmph. Sounds fun. I just hope Damon hasn't worn you out too much," Bonnie blushed and turned away from Stefan as she made it to the top of the stairs. Smiling, she slipped her arms around him and pulled him to his room.

"We'll just have to see, won't we?"