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A/N: Wow, I'm honestly amazed at the response I've been receiving for this fic since I started writing it. I honestly just thought it'd be this dumb little crack-ish thing that I'd write purely for the fun of it and no one would like it. But I've been pleasantly surprised and can't thank you guys enough for reading, reviewing, favoriting, etc. I really appreciate it!

Enjoy!


His lips trail down the smooth skin of her flat tummy and just as he settles between her legs, they're interrupted.

"Oh. My. God," Caroline screeches.

Bonnie freezes, her mouth dropping open before letting out her own, "Oh, God."

"And…here we go," Damon mutters, dropping his head down against her thigh.

"Wha…I…wha…" Caroline can't even get a coherent sentence out.

"Uhm, I don't suppose I could lie and tell you that this isn't what it looks like, can I?"

"What—ho…I…" Apparently, words still haven't found their way back to Caroline.

"Okay, uhm, no offense, Caroline, but you're a vampire with super hearing…couldn't you tell I was, uh, busy?" Bonnie squeaks. "Or better, yet," she continues, glaring down at Damon, "Why didn't you hear her in the house?"

"I was a little busy at the moment," Damon replies.

"Oh, for the love of God, will you just put some pants on, Damon?!" Caroline shrieks, finally finding some words. "Your ass is so white it's blinding me!"

Bonnie groans and grabs her pillow and throws it over her face.

I think smothering myself would be easier than dealing with this clusterfuck.

"Caroline, could you just get out so we can please get dressed?" Bonnie groans, her voice muffled by the pillow.

"Fine. But no funny business! And I'll be waiting downstairs for a full explanation, Bonnie Sheila Bennett!" She snaps, wagging a finger at them before backing out of the room.

"So, now that she's gone…" Damon waggles his eyebrows suggestively.

"Yeah, I don't think so," Bonnie replies, taking the pillow covering her face and smacking him with it.


"So…" Bonnie trails off as she joins a pacing Caroline in the kitchen. Damon had already left via her bedroom window.

"What the hell was that?!" Caroline exclaims, spinning around to face her.

"Uhm…well, me and Damon have kind of been, well, you almost saw, so…" Bonnie stutters lamely.

"Wait, you guys have been…this isn't a one-time thing? Wh…since when?" The blonde stammers.

"Uh, well, just for a couple of weeks…"

"Weeks?!"

"Look, we both agreed that we never wanted to say anything because we knew we'd get this sort of reaction and we didn't want things to get that messy," Bonnie tries to explain.

"Well, yeah, because it's you and Damon!" Caroline interjects.

"But, it's not like we're in a relationship or anything." Bonnie finishes, ignoring Caroline's interruption.

"Okay, look," Caroline says, taking a seat at the kitchen table across from Bonnie, obviously trying to calm herself down. "So, putting aside the fact that calling Damon Satan would be an insult to Satan and that he's not fit enough to lick your boots, let alone your—"

"Caroline!" Bonnie could feel her face heat.

"Anyway, putting all that aside, are you really sure you know what you're doing?" Caroline continues, looking at Bonnie concernedly. "I mean, don't get me wrong: there's absolutely nothing wrong with casual sex…but it's not for everyone. You always said that you waited to lose your virginity because you wanted to make sure you were in love and had a deep connection, so…I know, I know, I can't really tell you what to do—even though I really kinda want to—but I don't want to see you get hurt, either."

"I know," Bonnie says with a small smile. "And trust me, I've been fully aware of what I've gotten into this entire time. And right now, believe it or not, I'm very happy with it."

"So…does Elena know?"

Bonnie groans and rubs her forehead. "Yeah, if I have my way, you and Stefan are the only ones that'll ever know. Ever."

"Wait, Stefan knew before me?!"

Bonnie drops her head down onto the table and tries to steel herself for the bubbling rant sure to come.


"So, how'd things go with Blondie?" Damon asks when Bonnie comes over to the Salvatore boardinghouse the next night.

"It was awkward as hell, and she thinks I'm making a big mistake, and she's pissed that Stefan knew before her, but she won't tell anyone."

He nods and then gets up and pours each of them a drink.

"So do you?" Damon asks when he hands her the glass.

"Do I what?" she replies, furrowing her brow before taking a sip.

"Think you're making a big mistake?"

"Would I be here if I was?"

He gives her one of those small little half-smiles before leaning in to kiss her, his tongue entangling with hers.

"Wait, what about Stefan and Elena? Are they coming back soon?" Bonnie gasps out as Damon's lips trail down her neck.

"They've been spending more time at Elena's house than anything lately," he murmurs into her collar bone.

Bonnie wonders if that's Stefan's doing since he knows what's been going on.

"Besides, I'll be able to hear them if they start coming up the driveway."

"Yeah, like you heard Caroline last night?" She replies sardonically before sighing as Damon nips softly at her collarbone.

She then lets any other thoughts drift out of her head as his cool hands slip under her t-shirt, dancing along the skin of her flat tummy.

She brings her lips to Damon's, giving him a chaste kiss before moving to the corner of his mouth and then down his neck, her tongue darting occasionally darting to taste his skin.

He groans before grabbing onto her tightly and standing up. Bonnie instinctively wraps her legs around his waist before he speeds them up to his bedroom.

When they reach his room, he carefully let's her back down onto the floor and works at removing her clothes, paying her breasts the homage they deserve.

She carefully unbuttons his shirt, laying soft kisses on his chest and squeezing his nipples a little just to get a reaction out of him.

His eyes widen a little bit in surprise as she drops down on her knees and reaches for the belt of his pants and releases his erection.

She had done this before on Jeremy and she didn't mind it even though it had felt incredibly awkward at first and unsure if she would even get it right.

Either way, she finds herself wanting to do this for Damon, wanting to make him feel as good as she felt all those times he went down on her (although, she doubts she'd be able to achieve that level of skill within her lifetime).

She looks up at him with those big green eyes of hers before she grins and darts her tongue out for an experimental taste of the pre-cum that was currently dripping out of the head of his hardened erection. She then swirls her tongue around the head for a bit before taking him into her mouth.

She can't help but feel a small sense of pride as he lets out a curse and grips her hair in obvious pleasure. She begins to bob her head up and down, moving at a steady pace. She then takes a hand to wrap around the parts of him that she is unable to take in her mouth.

"Oh, Jesus fuck," he groans as she takes down as much of him as she can and begins to suck. Never in a million years would he have ever imagined that Bonnie Bennett could give such good head that made him want to bust a nut in less than five minutes flat.

He carefully pulls her off of him, not wanting to cum just yet.

"My turn," he tells her upon seeing her questioning look.

He then tosses her up onto the bed, causing her to bounce a few times with a breathy laugh. He gives her little chance to orient herself before he's always in between her legs, eagerly lapping up her essence.

When she comes moaning and crying out his name, he doesn't give her a chance to come down before he flips her on her stomach, lifts her hips up, and begins pumping into her.

"Oh, God," she moans, clutching at the sheets for dear life.

Right when he knows she's on the cusp of orgasm, he flips her on her back and continues his ministrations so that he could see her face when she hit her peak.

When she finally does, her face twists in pleasure and her full lips form a little o and she breathlessly calls out his name. His orgasm shortly follows hers.

She comes down from her high, sweat cooling on her body and tucks her head into the hollow of Damon's neck before drifting off to sleep.


"It's been way too long since we've done this," Elena says, dropping the bag of Chinese food onto the island in Bonnie's kitchen a few nights later. She always pulls out several bottles of good wine that she had lifted from the Salvatore residence.

Bonnie, Elena, and Caroline decided they were long overdue for a girl's night in.

"It has been," Bonnie agrees as she happily begins to dig through the bag in search of her sweet and sour chicken.

"You seem more chipper than usual. You've been seeing a new guy or something?" Elena teases with a grin as she begins pouring the wine.

"Nope. Our little Bon Bon has just been getting some nice, wild crazy sex," Caroline says.

You've got to be kidding me, Bonnie thinks, staring at Caroline with wide eyes.

Caroline automatically cringes. She didn't mean for that to actually come out, but her mouth has a tendency to be several light years in front of her brain.

"Really? With who?" Elena asks, intrigued.

"His name is not important. It's not a real relationship or anything. Just sex," Bonnie says awkwardly.

Caroline clears her throat looking pointedly at Bonnie before quickly becoming very interested in her food upon seeing Bonnie glaring at her.

"Really, what's the big deal?" Elena asks, looking back and forth at Caroline and Bonnie, clearly confused.

"There is no big deal. Caroline just can't wrap her head around the fact that I'm getting some in a no-strings-attached relationship," Bonnie explains dryly.

"Well, I mean, it is kind of strange for you and it's a little weird that you don't even want to tell me the guy's name…wait, is it Jeremy?"

Caroline begins gracelessly choking on her orange chicken.

Elena's face scrunches up a bit. "'Cause I mean, that's cool and all, but I really don't wanna hear about my little brother having…"

"It's not Jeremy, I swear. Can we please just change the subject?"

"Okay," Elena says with a little shrug, taking pity on her poor, obviously uncomfortable friend.

"So…who wants to watch The Notebook? Or maybe even The Great Gatsby?" Bonnie asks.

"Or how about Friends with Benefits?" Caroline asks with a grin, pulling the movie in question out of her bag and waving it around for emphasis.

You're dead to me, Bonnie thinks, glaring at Caroline as Elena agrees with the blonde's movie choice.

They move into the living room and she places her food down on the living room coffee table and moves to pop the movie in before sitting back down and clutching her food for dear life.

It's gonna be a long night.


A/N: So, of course, Caroline is by no means thrilled about Bonnie and Damon, but she's handling it…sorta. Will Elena ever find out? I honestly have not actually decided that (she probably will, though, because, hey, drama)

Thanks for reading and, as always, reviews are very much appreciated!