AN: Thanks to my beta bluemagicrose! Reviews are love. On another note, I've been thinking about doing a short fic (maybe like 4-7 chapters) but I'm not sure which pairings. Bonnie/Katherine or Bonnie/Elena/Damon ? I have really good story ideas for them but I can't decide. Participate in my poll please.
Bonnie had assumed it was a warped case of narcissism between the two but she's wrong. She realizes that when they lean over her naked form to caress each other's faces and capture each other's lips carefully, reverently. Like they were scared to lose each other and it was very plausible with a dagger happy older brother.
There was love and synchronization in their movements and Bonnie wonders with a sense of awe when did it begin? Their love, when they shared a womb or when they first shared a lover?
Rebekah makes small whimpering sounds when she impales herself on her brother's member, Bonnie soft against her back and teasing her clit. Kol reaches to kiss the brunette and Rebekah sinks her blunt human teeth into the soft of his neck unforgivingly.
The blonde cries afterwards. She's cradled between her lovers and they murmur sweet words into her ears and she thinks to herself that in another life where she wasn't cursed with immortality she could have seen herself having a family with these two. The love she feels for them is overwhelming and it almost breaks her.
She supposes she has always loved Kol but Bonnie... oh how Bonnie was different. She saw so much of herself in the young witch. She had been there too, struggling with magic. At least she had a guide in the form of her mother and Ayana but Bonnie had no one and to guide her and it's strangely attractive.
The raw power wafted off this little slip of a girl in heady waves, drawing you in and flinging you out. She had been so up in arms at first at the prospect of help from Originals. She was a challenge which wore at the sleeves of their consciousness.
The blonde Original's want was unrelenting and she could see her brother shared the same thoughts. This wasn't their first lover shared. They had been sharing lovers way before they had even thought of crossing that line that so many frown upon in disgust and labelled them "sexual deviants." The practice they outlawed. Incest.
The word makes Rebekah wince and her eyes prickle with tears because something so pure and something that felt so right could never be wrong. She has no doubt that Kol was another piece of her soul, woven so intricately that they refused to part even to be reborn into this world separately.
With Bonnie, they had intended to warp her, twist and manipulate her into something to their liking and knock her off that pedestal most place her on for her moral uprightness and seemingly straight-laced demeanor. Oh how they were wrong, she stuck to her morals like glue and she was the one warping them ever so slightly. It wasn't a big change because no one could ever truly change another.
But she was sweet, light, everything they'd thought they'd taint but she in a sense purified them. How awfully cliche Rebekah had thought the morning after the trio had made love. She cast her eyes over her brother's sleeping form and listens to Bonnie fiddle around in the adjoining bathroom to her bedroom. It was quaint, painted in neutral earthy colours and pictures of her and her friends or smiling faces of people who the blonde vampire imagines are her relatives.
She examines Bonnie's room carefully, standing in the middle of the room, unbothered by her nakedness. She takes in the shelves full of trophies, textbooks, a few cookbooks, and YA books are piled in a corner next to her desk. It's cozy and inviting she supposed.
Rebekah feels - though she'd never admit it - a bit guilty. They had approached the little witch with impure intentions.
"Bekah?" Bonnie murmurs from the bathroom and the low, sleep filled voice sends a shiver down her spine. "You still there?"
Rebekah rolls her eyes in amusement. She wouldn't just leave - not without a good bye first at least.
"Yes darling,"
"Have you ever had Poppy's cupcakes? From the bakery on third? They're heavenly and like magic on your taste buds -" her voice cuts off and Rebekah can only assume it's because she's shaking her head slightly. She hears a breathy little chuckle before the voice begins again. "Usually she only makes them on special occasions but-" her pause is definite this time. A solid punctuation mark and Rebekah almost laughs out loud.
"Okay," she replies. They'll take it because she's not ready for the witch to relinquish the hold she has on them and she's sure Kol is of the same mind.
Bonnie is right about the cupcakes, they are extraordinary, but they're even better eaten off her body. They smear icing in her erogenous zones, teasing her with their tongues, making her come close to completion and then stopping to feed each other cupcakes and for Kol to cast his loved-filled eyes over the two beauties with him and silently thank the heavens for them.
Bonnie gets angry and threatens bodily harm when she doesn't get her release, fisting her tiny hands in the sheets and thrusting her hips upwards in need of stimulation. She's gorgeous with her head thrown back and blood making her skin flush and curses spewing out her mouth at them. Kol decides to be merciful, bringing her to her release with his tongue, licking at her core while Rebekah has a mouth clamped over a nipple while the other hand teases the neglected nipple.
She comes powerfully, moaning loudly and yelling their names in a curse or prayer and she's boneless against them. A tingling mass of limb and she sighs contently watching them with the same look reflected in their eyes.
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It's an intervention, not in so many words but she's been to enough Caroline staged friendterventions -as she liked to call it- to know what one looked like. Elena had baked ridiculous amounts of pasties and her house smelt of melted butter and Miranda Gilbert. Plates of cookies and cupcakes cluttered the kitchen counters and Elena had flour smeared on her nose.
The taller brunette hated confrontation and she always baked when she was nervous. Caroline was a bit less obvious. She brought pints of ice cream which Elena immediately tucked into, crumbling a whole chocolate chip cookie into her pint and her eyes volleyed in between Caroline and Bonnie ready to eat the words out of their mouths and play peacemaker if necessary.
Caroline was pissed, Bonnie can see it in the set of her jaw and the tension in her shoulders. She skits around the topic before dropping it casually like it's not a bomb but it explodes into a screaming match anyway with Caroline angry at her for being reckless and gullible and Bonnie angry at her for being so judgmental (imagine that) and nosy.
Halfway through Caroline's rant about her being reckless and endangering herself Bonnie starts at her words. It's the same words that she's been trying to get Bonnie to understand for the past hour but Bonnie suddenly gets the meaning clearly.
Caroline wasn't just angry at Bonnie for being involved with Originals (she was probably angry about that too just not as much) but she was angry with herself too for, as Bonnie saw it, not being a reliable enough of a friend to be confided in and possibly at Bonnie for not trusting her enough.
Bonnie hugs her and it surprises her out of her train of thought. "I'm so sorry Caro. I didn't mean to keep this from you. I trust you with my life, I just know you'd freak out and I needed to prepare myself. I love them and I just need you guys to support me," It's the first time she has declared her feeling towards them out loud and it makes Bonnie feel all kinds of tingly inside. She wonders what it'll feel like when she's ready to proclaim her feelings for them in so many words to their faces.
The confession seems to placate the blonde somewhat and she's saved a lot of the lecture, though she is still warned away from "those no good Original psychopaths" as Caroline has dubbed them.
Elena is more understanding, being in love with someone no one around her really approves of and all. She hugs Bonnie and whisper words of careful encouragement into her hair. She can tell the brunette also wants to tell her to be careful but Caroline has already covered that twenty times over so Bonnie throws Elena a bone, rubbing her arms and uttering a reassure which Elena relaxes into.
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Though many would think otherwise, their relationship is not merely physical. They do spend time together outside of the bedroom. They spend time in the woods. Rebekah helps Bonnie hone her magic because between her and Kol she has a better chance up against Bonnie's pouty lips and fluttered long eyelashes. That's not to say she's immune, she's definitely not and after a while she gives into her girlfriend's whims and fancies. She just recalls the same tricks used on her brothers and fights it longer with amusement at her antics and a sense of wonder at herself for pulling that face on her brothers for centuries.
Kol sits reading a YA book he had snagged from Bonnie's room, trying to catch up with the last century. He's amused by the filth young adults are interested in.
"You know," he comments when he gets to the generator of a cult, 'Twilight,' "young girls were not very enchanted with the idea of vampires the last time I was alive."
Bonnie wants to comment on the romanticization of the night terrors and the allure of what's out there but settles for sprawling out next to him. He looks up from the text in confusion. "You mean to tell me I can make teenage girls fall in love with me by flashing my fangs?"
Bonnie wants to laugh because if that was how Kol had approached her she would have run in the other direction screaming but it seems excessive and Rebekah looks at her knowingly.
"Hey," The brunette teases, "you can't go having other girls fall in love with you. I'm more than enough. Take responsibility."
Kol freezes and then his shocked expression turns into a smirk. "So you're saying you're in love with me are you now?"
Bonnie flushes and looks away from him only to find an equally smug Rebekah. Her green eyes meet brown boldly. "I guess I am."
But there are no ifs or buts or maybes. She's in love with this infuriating Original. Her eyes travel to the blonde and she smiles at her. There was no need to explicitly include her into the declaration because she understands Kol and Rebekah are one in a way.
She's in love with two Originals. She had never thought she'd see the day.
It makes her feel light and she giggles. They take turns kissing her until she's a bit dizzy and her lips are swollen.
Kol and Rebekah share a look as the little witch closes her eyes and sighs contently, a little smile playing at her lips, because they have no doubts whether or not they love this woman.