Till Kingdom Come
Steal my heart and hold my tongue
I feel my time, my time has come
Let me in, unlock the door
I never felt this way before
Disclaimer: This chapter is rated M for Massive amounts of Bamon sexytimes!
Bonnie paces around her room. Backwards and forward. Backwards and forward.
Was she really going to go through with this? Was she really ready to lose her virginity? And to Damon Salvatore of all people. Of course she loved Damon. But it had gotten to be more than that. She longed for his touch, his presence, his everything. Her heart knew that she wanted her first time to be with someone she truly cared for, it's just that her mind was having a hard time playing catch up.
The witch is still pacing when Damon climbs into her room, going unnoticed by the girl until he speaks.
"Hi," he says in an unidentifiable tone.
"Hey," she replies back stopping in mid-pace, "Damon I…"
"I know what you're going to say," the vampire responds before she can even finish her sentence
"How do you know what I'm going to say? Have you been reading minds Edward?" hoping to make light of the situation
"You're going to say that you're not ready. Look at you. You're pacing, and fidgeting, and all kinds of nervous," he says standing from his seat on the windowsill and walking over to Bonnie placing a firm grip on her folded arms, "You don't have…I don't want you to feel like you have to do anything that you're not ready for."
"It's not that I'm not ready or that I don't want to…it just that I…"
"Hey, come here," he says as he quietly pulls her into his arms, softly stroking her brown locks.
Bonnie falls into his embrace. She wraps her arm around his waist and rests her head on his chest.
"I will wait for you Bonnie, if that's what you need then I will wait," he says into her hair
The girl removes her head from his chest in order to meet his eyes. She stares intensely into them. They show her his soul. They show her that no matter what happens tonight, he is now and will most likely always be a permanent fixture in her life. Most importantly, they show her love.
"No. I want to. I'm ready." And she is.
"Bonnie…"
"Damon, I'm ready. I want to be truly yours."
"You are truly mine."
"In all ways."
"You are truly mine in every way that matters."
"I'm ready Damon. I was just nervous before…scared, but now I know that this is what I want. I want my first time to be with you."
"And it will be, but it doesn't have to be tonight."
"I know it doesn't have to be tonight. But I want it to be."
Damon furrows his brow and stares intently at her for some while, hoping to gauge the sincerity of her words.
Finally he simply says, "Okay."
Bonnie waits for more, but when it doesn't come she replies with, "Okay? Just okay?"
"Yes, okay."
"Well how does this usually work, do I take off my clothes now or do you do that? Like what's the customary way to go about this?"
"I'm not going to let you lose your virginity on a twin bed while your father is watching Sports Center in the living room."
"Then where? The boardinghouse?"
"And have Stefan eavesdropping hoping to learn some of my sweet moves, no thanks."
Bonnie blushes before saying, "Okay, unless you have some secret stash of residential properties that I am not aware of, then what other choice do we have?"
"Need you not worry. I have everything under control."
"Damon, I definitely don't want to lose my virginity in the back seat of your car."
"Ye have little faith. Besides I wouldn't want to get stains on the upholstery."
"Fine. I give up."
"Don't give up, just get dressed and meet me downstairs."
"If I don't know where we are going, how am I supposed to know how to dress?"
"Be creative," he tells her, placing a sweet peck onto her forehead before once again departing from the window.
Damon sits on the hood of his car waiting for his witch to exit the house.
He had been thinking about his moment since their first kiss, but if she had of offered him her gift then he wouldn't have truly appreciated it. But he certainly does now. He understands how hard it is for her to trust him with her body, with her heart. He so desperately wants to honor that trust, more than that he wants to deserve it.
Bonnie walks out of the front door smartly clad in a snug black lace cocktail dress and outfitted with red pumps. Her hair falls in chocolate waves around her shoulders.
Damon looks up to see her trotting towards him, her eyes locked onto the cement underneath her feet as if she was unsure about her appearance.
"Stop," he says in the same commanding tone from earlier. And just as before she immediately halts her movements.
He walks over to her, his eyes drinking her in as if he'd gone years without anything to quench his thirst. When he finally reaches her, he continues his staring.
"Damon, are we going to go or are you just going to keep gawking at me? I do own other dresses you know. If you don't like this one I can go change."
"Bonnie, if you left my sight right now, I would probably destroy anything that impeded my view of you. Anything." he informs
"What?"
"You look…so gorgeous. I don't even know if that word does you justice. A thesaurus filled with similar words to all describe how stunning you look, wouldn't even be enough. I am rendered speechless and breathless by your beauty."
"So after all of this time of you being a talkative asshole, you mean to tell me all I had to do to shut you up was to put on a dress and some heels?"
"Oh Bonnie that is not just some dress and those are definitely not just some heels."
"You're making me blush."
"We need to go. Now," he says grabbing her hand and pulling her to the car.
Once they are both in the vehicle, Damon proceeds to drive like a bat out of hell.
"Whoa cowboy, what's the rush?" Bonnie comments at the pace of his driving
"If I don't have you out of that dress within the hour, I think I will explode," he tells her truthfully.
The couple is quiet for the remainder of the ride, which isn't very long thanks to Damon's driving.
When they arrive to their destination Bonnie is less than impressed, but she tries to keep an open mind. From what she can tell, the site would be best described as a dilapidated barn in the middle of nowhere. And this was preferable to her bed? Or his?
Damon walks around to open her door. He can deduce from the look on her face that she doesn't like the place of his choosing.
"Don't be so quick to judge it, or I might have to start referring to you as your old nick name again," he whispers to her as he takes her hand to leading her to the barn.
"That was never my nick name and I'm not judging it, I'm just skeptical that it will prove to be any more than an old barn."
Damon waits until they reach the doors to speak again, "Bonnie, when will you learn to never to underestimate me?"
As soon as he finishes his question, he pushes the doors open with force for effect. Bonnie is shocked, to say the least, by what she finds.
The room is lined with long white candles on every stable surface, while clear Christmas lights dangle from the ceiling. In one corner of the room there is a thick plaid blanket with oversized throw pillows splayed across. Right next to the sit-up is a large wicker picnic basket. In the nearest corner stood small wooden table which held Damon's iPod dock that quietly streamed the sounds of Coldplay. Two long stemmed wine glasses, and an expensive bottle of Chardonnay accompanied the dock on the table. While all of these things were impressive, nothing took Bonnie's breath away like the large king sized bed draped in dark silk sheets that stood in the middle of the room.
Now she was the one who was breathless and speechless.
Damon closes the doors shut behind her and walks over to open the wine, while Bonnie is still preoccupied with examining the room. He pours until both glasses are filled mid-way, before walking over to the girl and offering her the alcohol. Which she accepts, but eyes suspiciously.
"I don't know if I'm up to drinking, the last time I did, I woke up with a vampire next to my bed."
"Well, this time you're probably going to wake up to a vampire in your bed," he counters sipping his wine.
"This is beautiful," she says referring to their surroundings
"I told you I would handle it," he teases
"Yea, but given your track record with handling things, I had cause to doubt."
"Speaking of things that need to be handle…" he trails off as he walks towards her and kisses her deliberately and tenderly.
After he breaks their kiss, he drains his glass before placing it down. He takes her untouched drink and puts it down as well.
"What are you doing?" she questions
"We are dancing."
Damon pulls Bonnie into his arms, his hands running greedily up and down her curves looking for the perfect resting spot. She wraps her arms around his neck, as she allows her own hands to run greedily through his ink black locks.
And the wheels just keep on turning
The drummer begins to drum
I don't know which way I'm going
I don't know which way I've come
"So this is how you built such a reputation with the ladies, you take them to a barn that serves a metaphor for yourself?"
"How do you mean?" he inquires
"If someone judges you based on how you appear and how you act, and the ridiculously homicidal things you say, then they never get inside of the barn. They never get to see all of the lights and the expensive wine."
"I don't do this for other girls, I did this for you. Only you Bonnie."
"Not even for Elena?" she asks, doubtful of his previous statement
"Only for you," he reiterates
Hold my head inside your hands
I need someone who understands
I need someone, someone who hears
For you I've waited all these years
"It's really...it's perfect. No one has ever done anything like this for me before. I mean the most Jeremy and I ever did was go to the Grill and head back to his house to make out."
"You get upset when I say "ridiculously homicidal things" but then you tell me things that provoke my homicidal thoughts."
"Sorry."
"And I know it's selfish, but I'm glad he didn't do things like this for you. I want to be your first in more ways than one."
She doesn't know how to respond to his statement. She doesn't know how to respond to any of it. Damon had been so bad for so long and for so long she had mistakenly thought that that was all there was to him. He was so much more. This was the first time that she truly felt that she deserved her nick name that he bestowed her. She'd been so quick to judge him that she'd missed getting to see the person he was underneath his dark disguise.
Damon eyed her curiously, but Bonnie didn't have the right words to convey everything that was going on inside of her head at the moment. Still she knew she had to express herself in some way, so she kissed him. The kissed started gently, but it grew more and more intense as each tried their hardest to share their feelings with the other.
For you, I'd wait till kingdom come
Until my day, my day's done
And say, you'll come and set me free
Just say, you'll wait, you'll wait for me
He moved his hands that were resting on her hips to her jawline. Holding her face in between his palms as his tongue entered her mouth. He began to massage her tongue with his own, while Bonnie tightened the hold she had around his neck in an effort to bring him closer. She could feel his erection nudging her stomach. They stood locked in their embrace for some time, lavishing one another with hot and wet kisses. Soon though, Bonnie ended the make-out session. She licked her now swollen lips before breathlessly saying, "Damon, I'm ready."
That was all he need to hear. He immediately started to undo the buttons of his shirt, before Bonnie brought her hand to his to stop the action.
"Let me…I want to do that," she said softly
He dropped his hands to his side and she picked up where he left off. Granted her fingers did not move as quickly as his, still he was preferring her hands to his own.
When she is done unbuttoning his shirt, she slides it off of his shoulders until it meets the ground. Bonnie is faced with the milky perfection of Damon's bare torso. Before she knows it she finds herself marking the entire surface area of his chest with her kisses.
After the kisses stop she straightens herself back up so that she is once again admiring his flawlessness.
"My turn," Damon orders with hunger seeping through his voice.
He playfully turns the girl around so that she is facing away from him. Damon leans down and drags a finger up the length of her body until he reaches the silver zipper on the back of the dress. He pulls it down slowly as if he is unwrapping a gift that he wants to take his precious time with, and he was.
Bonnie's dress pools around her feet, revealing black lingerie, but Damon takes her hand to help her step out of it. He grabs the dress from the floor and folds it gingerly before placing it on top of one of the throw pillows.
When he returns to her he once again takes her hand, this time it is to twirl her around so that he is offered a view of her body from every angle.
"Bonnie, you are exquisite," he tells her as he continues to examine her form
"Mr. Salvatore you're still dressed," she teases
"I suppose I am. What do you suggest we do about that Ms. Bennett?" he says playing along
Bonnie doesn't answer him, instead she kneels down and undoes his belt buckle before unbuttoning his jeans. She tugs them until they are around his ankles. Damon removes his boots and shrugs the rest of the way out of his jeans.
They stand in front of one another exposed. Damon, in his briefs and Bonnie in her bra and panties.
Damon drags his briefs down revealing his large erection to the girl. Bonnie follows suit and divests herself of her bra, panties, and pumps.
"You could have left the shoes on."
"You're lucky I even wore them in the first place."
He heads to the bed and pulls back the sheets, before walking over to the girl.
"We'll just leave them on next time," smirks
"Who says that there is going to be a next time?"
"My sexual prowess guarantees a repeat performance."
"I'm not sure, so far I've been underwhelmed."
"You love taunting me don't you?"
"I call it being honest."
"You're naked, but I'm using my mouth for something other than kissing you. I don't like it."
"It's foreplay"
"But my foreplay is so much better when I use my mouth and my tongue instead of my words."
Before Bonnie can respond, Damon picks her up and pulls her into his naked arms. He carries her to the bed and places her down softly on top of the silk sheets.
Damon joins her on the bed, placing himself above her and wrapping the sheets around their now entangled bodies.
"Do you still want this?" he questions
In your tears and in your blood
In your fire and in your flood
I hear you laugh, I heard you sing
I wouldn't change a single thing
She nods her head in response, pulling his face down into a kiss. They kiss unhurriedly, relishing each movement of tongue and lip. Damon leaves her lips and starts to devour her slender neck with his mouth. Bonnie moans at the touch, curling her fingers into his hair. After a lengthy post at her throat he travels down until he meets her breasts. He uses his tongue to encircle her nipple, before gently tugging and pulling until the girl erupted in ecstasy. He then moves momentarily to the other one presenting it with the same treatment. Damon travels between the two, offering an intoxicating combination of sucking and pulling. He breaks from his recently established routine in order to lock eyes with the waiting girl.
Believing that he needs further confirmation that this is what she truly wants, she nods her head once more. With that he slowly enters her, Bonnie gasps at the sensation. Before she can completely register the feeling, he pulls out of her at the same pace. Just as Damon begins to re-enter her, she meets him with her hips.
Once he had established a measured tempo, he returned to her mouth. Each moaning into a sinuous kiss.
Damon wanted to shiver at the way the girl tightened around him, at the way he filled her. It could only be described as excruciatingly good.
Bonnie felt like her body was a bundle of nerves. Everywhere that Damon touched or left a lingering finger explodes in scorching sensation. At first she will admit, it was painful and foreign, but each stroke, each skillful movement left her craving more.
A thin layer of sweat coats the both of them as Damon quickens the pace, causing the girl to yell out in pleasure. The quicker he moves, the more his mouth sucks at her hardened nipple, where it has found a home, the surer she is that she is going to shatter blissfully. She feels as though she is floating above their entwined bodies, but she hears Damon urging her to let go.
Finally she does, and he joins her, both erupting in a ferocious passion. Damon eagerly kisses her lips once more, before collapsing on the side of her and pulling her into his arms.
She lays her head on his chest as she catches her breath.
"Ms. Bennett. That was exceptional."
"You weren't so bad yourself Mr. Salvatore," she grins
"No so bad? You're talking to the most valuable player here."
"I thought that I was the MVP," she says seductively
"You're right. I relinquish my title," he says offering her a quick peck
"So I'm ready to grant you a repeat performance"
"I would love to take you up on the offer, but you need to rest."
"I'm not tired."
"Yes, you are and you'll probably be sore."
"I'm fine Damon."
"Okay, well I'm tired. I need beauty sleep, and you are the lucky girl who gets to join me while I get it."
"Damon."
"No arguing, just sleeping," he says closing his eyes and pulling her closer.
Bonnie drifts off entangled in her lover's grasp.
The wheels just keep on turning,
The drummers begin to drum,
I don't know which way I'm going,
I don't know what I've become.
For you, I'd wait 'til kingdom come,
Until my days, my days are done.
Say you'll come and set me free,
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me.
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me.
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me.
A/N: So I'm nervous to let you all read this, because this is my first attempt at smut I guess. But you guys are really amazing and you deserve this chapter. Thanks for your support with this story, you all inspire to keep writing! I want to especially thank the guest who suggested that Bonnie and Damon should have a special place to go to in this chapter. The Bamon scenes in tonight's TVD weren't that great, but at least they had scenes together! Anyways comment, follow, favorite, let me hear from you! I love interacting with you guys and I need to know if my writing scared you away lol.