All mistakes are mine.
The prompt comes from Charrrmed:"Remember when Tyler said in the season 1 Halloween party "I'm gonna drink until someone becomes hot enough to make out with" to Bonnie and Caroline? That became their code word for Tonnie making out after Ty ended up making out with Bonnie at that party...the only important thing is the code + no one ever finding out."
remember when Tyler said in the season 1 Halloween party "I'm gonna drink until someone becomes hot enough to make out with" to Bonnie and Caroline? That became their code word for Tonnie making out after Ty ended up making out with Bonnie at that party (happens before Bonnie runs into Damon). No one ever finds out. So one instance of them making out in season 1 (the halloween party being the beginning), one or more in season 2 (with his father's wake being the time they almost had sex, but Jeremy walked in to give Ty his condolences), one or more in season three (maybe post Beremy break-up and post Forwood break after Tyler stuck that vervain needle in her neck), one or more in season 4, and one after they reunite years later after Tyler left Mystic Falls because of Klaus where they end up having sex.
Now that's how I had planned to write it, but feel free to twist it any way you want. You can have them sleep together from the get-go or any point in between, you can have them meet up to make out at some point during Forwood or during Beremy (*clutches heart*). The only important thing is the code + no one ever finding out. Ty can say it in front of the group, and they all think he's just being Tyler, but he's really telling Bonnie to meet him later in front of everyone.
"I am gonna drink until someone ishot enough to make out with." That's how he ends up with a hand up Bonnie Bennett's shirt and mouthing hickies across her collarbones.
When he says it in front of the girls he's only half-joking. Mystic Falls is a small town, and he's seen the same girls since birth, so he's already kissed most of the hot ones, but then there are the ones who won't give him the time of day (he's good but not that good). Kara's never going to cheat on Rodney, so she's out. Samantha J. has hated Tyler since the third grade, he doesn't remember why anymore, but he knows it's not even worth the effort. But Bonnie, is hot and single and if he could just get her to stop being Caroline's bodyguard for the night, he's been watching her keep the girl close, then he could probably get to second base with her.
She's a reasonable girl.
It happens when Caroline gets asked to dance by Terrence (the one that plays basketball) and she giggles her way into the crowd. Tyler comes over to Bonnie her the same. Her eyebrow quirks and she puts down the beer she's been nursing for the past hour and she shrugs. It's not as enthusiastic as he'd like, but it's something.
The song is slow enough for him to lean down and whisper in her ear, to tell her how good she looks in that lame witch costume. She scoffs and wraps her arms tighter around his neck. She's tense and he tells her so, like she just waiting for this song to be over, waiting to be away from him and she shakes her head. "I just don't want Caroline to think I'm ditching her." It's a lie and he motions to Caroline walking away from the crowd with the basketball player on her arm.
Bonnie makes a move to follow them when Tyler stops her with a hand on her wrist. "Do you really want to be known as a cockblocker?"
"I'm not cock blocking…its' just we promised not to leave each other for too long tonight."
"Why? Is this some kind of girl bonding thing?"
She rolls her eyes, and sighs. Bonnie looks really worried and Tyler tries to reassure her. "He's a really good guy."
"It's not him I'm worried about," she mumbles.
"What?"
"Nothing, lets dance."
One dance becomes three and when they're on their second slow song and his hands creep down to the curve of her butt, she doesn't stop him. When he kisses her neck he's expecting to get stopped (because as reasonable as Bonnie is, he's surprised she lets it go this far) but she just sighs and he takes it as a in.
"My car's over there," he mumbles into her neck. He pulls back and motions the general direction his car is in.
He can't be too sure, but he'll come to that obstacle when they get there, but Bonnie's vision is directed towards the side of the building where Caroline went. It takes a few seconds before she turns her head and he can tell she's thinking it over, "only for a little bit, okay?"
"Okay." He takes his hand is hers.
Her lips are soft against his, and he's the first to initiate tongue, licking into her mouth. There's something to be said about setting goals because he's outdone himself. She lets him get a hand up her dress and giggles when he moves to her neck.
"You smell good," he says when he's moving the hand under her dress, lowering it past the expanse of her stomach and she arches into the touch. She cuts off her groan.
They're definitely not going to go all the way.
He pulls back and gives her space to collect herself, finding the stupid pointy hat she'd thrown in the front seat. She looks at him and he knows what she's thinking.
"I'm not going to tell anybody."
Bonnie smooths out a wrinkle in her dress and nods.
"I'm going to find Caroline."
She's way more broken up about the whole thing than he would expect. Most of town is here mourning his father even though only a few really knew the mayor—and even fewer liked him, But for some reason Bonnie approaches him teary-eyed and throws her arms around him.
"I'm so sorry."
And it if were anyone else it would see over the top, but he knows her grief is genuine. It's weird, but he appreciates it all the same.
"Thanks."
And later on in the day when he's gotten hugged by dozens of people who were more interested in the free food and booze, he sees her sitting in a chair near the door that leads to the dining room, watching him. When he catches her staring she looks down at her hands, holding a glass of cider that's probably warm by now.
He walks over to her and she gives him a sort of smile. She keeps apologizing like she feels guilty, it was a freak accident, but her condescends are sincere and it's kind of nice to know that somebody besides he and his mom are affected.
"I'm so sorry Tyler."
"You told me that already."
"I'm—"
"Sorry, yeah…look do you want to…" He motions to the cup that's more than half full, "I need a real drink…you coming?"
She stands and follows him into his father's office, closing the door behind her. He goes straight for the glass bottle that sits on the tray in the corner. It's bourbon, his father's favorite, and he pours himself and Bonnie a finger. When he hands it to her, she looks at it, nose scrunched in distaste before throwing it back.
He grins and does the same.
He pours himself another glass repeats and this time she takes her time sipping from it, walking around the office, taking a look at the photos lining the walls. He sits in his father's chair, something he hasn't done since a child, leaning back, putting his feet up on the table, his dress shoes in his line of sight, still shiny, not a scuff.
His second and third shots are gone immediately and when he goes for his fourth Bonnie's hand is over the top of the glass, "do you think this is a good idea?"
He puts the glass down and his hand moves to wrap around her waist. "I don't know if you're hot enough to make out with yet."
Bonnie laughs then, kind of loud and obnoxiously.
"Who says I want to make out with you?"
"Well you've done it before so obviously your standards aren't that high."
She laughs again.
She takes the shot that's still sitting in his glass and lifts it to her lips.
She straddles him in the chair, his hands slide up her thigh. Usually making out is enough to keep his mind busy—he is a simple man, but now all he can think about is his father. Bonnie's mouth is on his neck, and that perfume the same light, clean scent is strong in his nose and all he can think about are the terrible things his father did.
"I wonder how many women my dad made out with in this chair?"
Bonnie sits back on his legs, chest heaving, lip gloss all over her mouth and frowns. "What?"
"Did you know mayors have groupies? Seriously, there are women who get hot for mayors."
"Tyler."
"And my dad would have meetings in here all the time, and we weren't allowed to interrupt."
"God Tyler. Maybe I should," he interrupts her, "no don't leave. I just…I can't think of any of the good things—he was such a dick…but he was my dad and I know I'm supposed to feel bad but… I don't want you to leave…I just…"
Bonnie leans down, pressing her mouth to him and effectively cutting him off. "If you want to talk about it we can or we can both take another shot and I'll even let you put your hand down my underwear. We can talk later. The choice is yours."
He fills both their glasses.
She does let him put his hand down her panties, even though it's awkward,the angle of his hand, the stockings in the way, but he's able to make her face scrunch up in pleasure, able to make her gasp into his mouth. As soon as she's close, and he's been with enough girls to tell by body language alone (he doesn't need to ask like some amateur) there's a knock on the door.
Bonnie jerks in his lap, face full of panic and a voice low over the mumblings of the people in the next room can be heard through the thick oak door, "It's me Jeremy, Gilbert? Your mom said that you might be in here…um unless you're not and I'm talking to myself like an idiot…yler if you're I there I just wanted to say I'm sorry in person…and that I've been through this so if you need to talk…""
He wants to tell him to go away, but Bonnie's already walking towards the door, pulling her dress down . "You should talk to him, you might feel better." She opens the door, and Jeremy's there, confusion written cross his face, "I'm sorry Tyler. I'll see you later, okay?"
Then she leaves and Tyler pours himself another drink.
Tyler's staying late to take a math test he missed running errands for Klaus and it takes everything in him not to compel himself an A and skip the test.
He's glad he didn't because Bonnie is also taking the same missed math test.
Homecoming was weeks ago and he hasn't seen her since. They're not close enough for him to call her and ask her how she's doing, but she looks exhausted, a little sad. Between Caroline and Jeremy he kind of knows what happened with the ghost thing, but he thinks it would be awkward to bring it up, so when they're walking to their cars in almost silence he stops her and asks "do you want to get drunk?"
"What?"
"Do you want to get drunk?" She looks at him in confusion and he waits until her face changes in recognition.
"I don't know…what about Caroline?"
"We're taking a break…and you and Jeremy are…" he shrugs, "it'll be fun and I could use a distraction and I'm sure you could too. Besides I really don't want to make-out with Rebekah."
Her boot digs into a crack in the pavement of the parking lot. She looks like she wants to say yes, and she's shrugs her shoulders and says, "okay."
He can't believe he's followed her home until she steps over the threshold. His house is empty. His mother getting ready for a town hall meeting and all the housekeepers are gone by now. She stands in the foyer, looking around, and he assumes that if he hadn't lived here since he was born he'd be amazed by it too.
She didn't bring her bag in, just has the light jacket she'd walked out of school with. He looks at her again, stares at her really, and she squirms under the scrutiny, wrapping the jacket tighter around her.
"I'm tired, alright."
"You're still hot."
She quirks a smile then, "are you drunk already?"
"No but it won't take long to get there," he says picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. She's giggling when they make it up the stairs and into his room, smiling still when he throws her on the bed.
The back of his closet is full of liquor he'd confiscated from the parties and galas his mom has thrown, and when he asks her brown or clear, she goes for the brown.
It's the first time they're alone with no possible interruptions.
It's the first time that Bonnie actually touches him below the belt.
Bonnie's barely sipped her drink, but it's the first time he's too drunk to play it cool and comes all over her hand.
He expects there to be a look of betrayal on her faced, maybe even slight disgust, but she just laughs and wipes her hand on his boxers, giggling.
"I've got get home…but this was…fun."
He can still smell her perfume for the next couple of days but he can't even look her in the eyes for the next week.
The first thing he wants when he's back in his body is to hang out with his friends. They meet at Jeremy's the same way they did a month ago celebrating Klaus' dessciation. The impromptu celebration in the midst of everything that's going on, almost getting killed at Pastor Young's funeral being the most important seems out of place to everyone but him but they all need a moral boost. Jeremy cooks burgers and they play Uno. And when they're toasting, for what he doesn't know, he finishes it off by saying, "lets drink until somebody's hot enough to make out with."
Everybody laughs, but when he makes eye contact with Bonnie, she tilts her glass towards his.
fTyler doesn't realize that she's not as drunk as she pretends to be when he drives her home. She is tipsy however and it's evident when she drops her keys two inches away from the hallway table and when it lands on the floor with a clang, it sends her into giggles.
He's thanked a dozen times since she put him back in his body, but nothing says thank you like an orally provided orgasm.
She's shaking as she lets go of his hair, bringing a trembling hand down to cup his face. He leans in to kiss her wrist and it smells of daisies.
ffIt's two parts because each part feels completely different. And I swore I uploaded this last night but I'm glad I didn't because it needed to read again. The other part will up later tonight when I get home.