Damn Good Friends
Chapter 12 - Blissfully Unbothered
R-M

Hey Dolls, I did not expect the response I got from the last chapter. Wasn't sure many people were still following this story. I'm also happy it picked up more followers and favs. But, I'm glad you all enjoyed it. Your response prompted me to update quicker for the Holiday Weekend. I Hope you enjoy this chapter! Thx;)


Bonnie's face was buried into the mattress, while her fingertips clenched whatever part of the sheets she could. "Oh God, yes. Right there." Sweat glistened all over her body, and she was almost breathless, enduring his torture. Her cries were heard through the hotel walls. "Ahhhmmm." The sound of two people moaning vibrated the double pane glass. Any of the surrounding rooms could've heard and complained, but it was a hotel, in a city where people came to party and drink. All people did, was have sex. If you weren't having sex, you were listening to people have sex.

Damon grunted in her ear from behind her. Leaned over her body, and dug his pelvis into her backside, while holding her hands forward, above her head on the bed. "Spread your legs more." She opened her legs more, with her flexibility, and he gutted her with his cock. "You still think you're a tough girl? Huh?" Then he sat up and smacked her ass.

"Ahh."

"You like slapping people?" He smacked it again. Then kept at his motions. "Tell me your sorry."

"I'm sorry." She moaned.

"What, I can't hear you?" He demanded, thrusting harder.

"I'm sorry."

"Who fucks you better than your husband?"

"Nobody."

"What was that?"

"Nobody fucks me better than my husband."

He leaned back over onto her body, and and whispered in her ear. "And nobody ever will." Repeating his motions, and digging into her, she started moaning louder. From deep within her throat, until it hit the air in a high-pitched cry.

"Oh God. Yes." Her sweaty back was arched for him and kept his abs pressed into her. Until he sat up and turned her body over. He leaned down into her, and one hand still holding her wrists the other gripping under her ass. He shoved his body into her until her head hit the head board. Then he gripped the top of the head Board to keep fucking her hard. "Damon, please... oh my God." Her voice forced him to perform like he'd never performed before.

Damon sat up and pulled her legs to his shoulders and started sucking the toes of one of her feet. Her mouth popped open in shock. This beautiful man, and his beautiful lips, were wrapped around her freshly pedicured feet, and she remained stuck watching his mouth feeling like he was a freak of nature. She'd never had that done before, and she didn't realize how amazing it would feel while his cock slid slowly in and out of her. He dug deep and slow, and sucked her toes. He then drug his teeth, torturously over her toes and his lips after sucking them, and spread her legs again while leaning back over her and making his way to her perky nipples. "I love your pussy. I love being inside of you." Every thrust made her moan, and he sucked her nipples until he felt her muscles tense up.

"Yes. Yes. Yeeeeeeeessssssss!"

~oOo~

Two of the most in the moment people decided to head towards the cafe to meet their other halves. Stefan, liked to listen to Caroline talk his ear off, while he listened to every few sentences, that he felt were important. It's not that, he didn't appreciate her gift of gab, but, he was in awe of her belly and when she wasn't looking, he stares at her small belly giggle when she laughed. Or he'd watch how, when she didn't think he was paying attention, she'd rub her bell with both hands and start to him in between talking. They stopped at a gift shop and Caroline saw little baby souvenirs. Anytime she saw purple or pink, her eyes would gloss over and she'd get this happy glow, that showed her hidden excitement. She'd start talking again, and he'd laugh to himself, because Caroline, was literally, all over the place as a conversationalist. And this is the reason he chose to use selective hearing with her.

"Caroline, Stefan? What a pleasant surprise seeing you two together."

The surprise suddenly caught them off hard, and they turned to the familiarity of the voice.

"Klaus? Wow, you look, different."

"Do, I? Is the facial hair, because of been told I look more distinguished this way?" He smirked. Even if Caroline wanted to keep her distance from Klaus, he was charming. And there was still the possibility that he was her child's father. So, she had to play nice. Besides, Klaus was a nice guy and invited them along, because he really liked Caroline and Bonnie

"You are still the same. Looks may change, but the man remains." She smiled.

"Bring it in for a hug, darling." Klaus reached out and pulled her in for a hug, and he felt her protruding belly. He pulled back and looked at her. "Fancy that. Well, aren't you glowing?" Then he looked to Stefan, and smiled. "Congratulations are in order. I see I owe you a cigar later." He patted Stefan on the back.

"Hey, it's your birthday, not mine."

"Yes, but seems, you've been a very busy man." Klaus laughed.

"Yeah, it's been crazy." Stefan said looking at Caroline, not wanting to give her business away. "Happy birthday, by the way, if I don't get to say it again."

"Thank you, thank you. I don't feel a day over twenty-one." The charming Englishman laughed, and somewhere inside of both Caroline and Stefan, they believed him. After all, he was Klaus. He lived everyday like he was twenty-one. "So, you two? I get it. Makes sense, I suppose." He smiled, giving a devilish grin to them both. "How far along are you, love?"

"Uhh... about four and a half months."

"Hmm. Interesting." He gave some thought to it, then shot her a strange look. He chose to leave it alone for now, and just welcome them openly. "Okay, so... tomorrow night is dinner. Today, enjoy yourselves. We shall all see you tomorrow. Please. Feel free to find me on the beach, frolicking with a redhead, or brunette, or a blonde or two. Who knows, I've been known to float like a butterfly." He lifted Caroline's hands and kissed it, then winked at Stefan. He sauntered offdrunkenly and grabbed a cocktail on his way.

"Did you see that?"

"I did." Stefan said. He looked at Caroline's worried face. "He definitely realized something. Listen, I think he needs to process things, and hopefully enjoy his birthday. You'll know the right time to mention it."

"I think I should just keep it to myself."

"Yes, Caroline. But... unfortunately we can't. Plus, we'll all sleep better when we know for sure."

"Yeah. I guess. Speaking of good sleep… where the hell are Damon and Bonnie?"

~oOo~

Heavy panting and breathing, ensue as Bonnie and Damon haven't taken a break to rest. She was riding him, slow and steady, while he watched her body glisten in the light. With the curtains wide-open, he fucked his wife, with pride, not caring who saw them. Bonnie looked at him and spoke. "Sit up, baby." Bonnie pulled Damon's body up. She sat on top of him and let her sweaty body slide back and forth on his. Right next to his sides, she grabbed his hands and held them. Unlike the last session, this one was a lot more relaxed. With their fingers interlocked, he wrapped his arms behind her back holding her hands. Bonnie's soft lips kept meeting his in the air for kisses and once in a while she tugged his bottom lip with her teeth.

"God, I love your pussy. Put it on me, just like that." He looked up into her eyes, and when she looked down at him she became weak again, close her eyes and digging her head into his neck. "Bon, please look at me." He begged. She lifted her head and listened to him. "Your so fucking beautiful." Bonnie's soft moans, turned into purrs. He held her arms tighter behind her back, but she pulled away and let her hands gravitate around his shoulders until her fingers maneuvered into his scalp and held his hair. She allowed her body to move a little faster and he bit his lip, feeling all of her pussy hugging him. "Fuck baby, I'm gonna fuckin' cum. I'm gonna cum so hard, if you keep moving like that."

"Yes baby. I want to feel you cum." The more they spoke, the more they got into it, unable to control her pace, Bonnie started bucking more. "You like that?" She asked fucking him harder.

"Yes. I love it." Her hips moved in a way, it allowed her to swallow him. He moved to the edge of the bed so he be deeper inside of her. Her lady parts, clenched his and she moved more salaciously. "Damn, you fuck me so good. That pussy is amazing. I can't contain myself." He copied her move and moved his hands into her hair too, while she held his and they just became very intense and watched each other as they reached their peaks. "Oh God. Baby, yes. Yes, ride me like that. Mhmm."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." He said, pushing himself upwards into her body.

"Oh God. Oh god. Oh god. Your dick... hmmmm." She bit her top lip as she felt her peak, and Damon gripped her body tight while he shot everything he had inside of her. His whole body stiffened, and he squeezed her body while she hugged him, releasing one hundred and thirty-five days of stress onto the man she married. The man who gave her his last name. The man, who was madly in love with her, before she realized she was madly in love with him.

They both fell out of their body highs, breathing heavily while trying to catch their breath. Still with their arms wrapped around each other, they collapsed.

"Oh shit..." he said looking at the clock.

"What?"

"It's been almost three hours Bon."

"Hmm. I'm starving."

"Let's just hope Stefan and Caroline still want to eat with us. You call them."

"Oh, no way. You call them. I'm not getting yelled at by pregnant Caroline. All Stefan will do, is grunt and say "okay." She lay there, breathing heavy. "Come on, please."

"Fuck. Fine. You owe me."

"I know." She tapped his nose with her index finger and kissed his lips.

~oOo~

"Listen to me, we lost track of time, please forgive us." Damon said, sitting with his brother in the cafe. "When you go almost five months without sex, then you can be angry, but please, understand, I was backed up, and losing my got damn mind." Damon, looked over the menu as did Stefan when he began talking.

"Listen, it hasn't been five moths but, Caroline's gotten real particular with us."

"What? What do you mean?" Damon asked scrunching his face up.

"I don't want to get into it, they'll be back from the bathroom any minute." Damon leaned forward, curious as to what his brother was talking about.

"Stefan, are you and Caroline, not having sex?

"It's not that. We have sex. In the dark only."

"Oh, damn. Well, she's probably self conscious. Sex is still sex with the lights on or off." Damon hunched his shoulders. "I mean granted, every woman is different, but, she should, feel the same to you either way."

"Bro, imagine, you and Bonnie are fuckin' and you can't see her? Her tits, her legs, her faces. I mean fuck, her nipples. Something about nipples, I go crazy about. Maybe because Caroline never lets me see hers anymore." Stefan bit the inside of his lip when. "Do you and Bonnie ever have sex in the dark?"

"Number one we haven't had sex in five months. So, Fuck no. But, when Bonnie and I are having sex, it's an experience. Visual, mental, emotional... all of it."

"Well, imagine you can't see her. Like the room is dark, you can't see anything, but maybe a silhouette."

"It can't be that bad."

"I'll tell you what, try it, and tell me how you like it. Sure, it feels good, but not being able to see her body, or her face... I don't like it. I need to see Caroline."

The waitress came back and began taking their orders. He listened to Damon order like it was second nature, and couldn't focus on food, since he had Caroline's, plump and pregnant breasts on his mind. Remembering what they looked like in the bathtub was getting to him. He wanted to take her to the room and stick his member between her breasts, and fuck them. He kept day dreaming, until, Damon, knocked him out of it.

"Stef. Hey. Snap out of it, and order your food."

"What did you get?"

"I ordered the Huevos Rancheros with... a side of fresh flour tortillas."

"How did you know what to get for Bonnie?"

"Bonnie makes me huevos rancheros all the time. It's one of her favorite things to make for breakfast." Damon looked at his confused brother. "Okay, why not order Caroline, food that doesn't make her sick. What does she eat right now?"

"I don't know, every time she eats, we trade food, because whatever I have, looks better to her than whatever she has. And then, she asks for a bite of my food, and somehow finishes it." Stefan laughed throwing his lap napkin onto the table and drinking his coke and rubbing his head. "And you got Bonnie breakfast, in the middle of the day?"

"Yes. I did. Bonnie loves breakfast, and brunch. Plus, when she's horny... she loves food that's rich in flavor or spicy. So, I'm getting some salsa verde also. She likes flavor, lots of flavor."

Stefan shook his head in confusion. Damon was speaking a different language right now. "What the hell?"

"Listen, what foods do you eat, that Caroline tends to take over your food?"

"Starchy food. Potatoes, pasta and rice... etc. but I don't want her eating too much starch."

"She's pregnant, Stefan. You can't change her cravings."

"Dick, I know." Stefan rolled his eyes.

"Ahem. There's a lady present." Damon looked at the waitress. "Violeta, my apologies. My brother, his girlfriend is pregnant. He's not in his right mind today." The waitress laughed and tried to help Stefan.

"You're a doctor. Shouldn't you agree with me about the starch?"

"Yes, but I also know Caroline, is very healthy."

"Señor, if your girlfriend likes something filling, but not to heavy, try Posole. It's a soup, that's flavorful. We have, Posole verde, o Rojo... made with both chicken or pork."

Stefan looked crooked at the sky, and squinted one eye. He wasn't sure she'd like it, and just as he set to order, she and Bonnie came from the bathroom, looking far more relaxed.

"Hey, did you guys order?"

"Um..."

"No, Caroline, he doesn't know what you want. He's been sitting here debating." Caroline looked at Stefan's frustration and laughed.

"Umm, I'll take the Sopes de pollo con frijoles. Por favor."

¿Sí? Estates muy buena eleccion."

"Ah sí. Gracias" she looked at the young woman's name tag. "Violeta. Oh, y tambien Agua con limón."

Violeta smiled at Caroline taking her order, and looked to Stefan. "Señor?"

"I guess, I'll take that soup, you told me about. The one with chicken."

"Of course. I'll be back with your beverages." As she walked away, Stefan looked at Caroline.

"You do understand you can speak English, right?" He said, frustrated. "Everyone in this city speaks English. Spanish is a beautiful language. But, I don't understand it, maybe if you teach me, I can learn."

"Don't feel bad Stefan. I learned during culinary school." She and Bonnie both laughed. "Sweetie, it's okay. I will speak English from here on out. Posole huh? That actually sounds amazing right now." She smiled, rubbing her belly, causing Stefan to clear his throats at Damon and roll his eyes, at Caroline's comment about his food. He knew exactly what that meant.

"Baby, what did you get me?" Bonnie asked nibbling on Damon's ear. He turned towards her and started nibbling her lips, and kissing her. Forgetting her question, he just found his lips suctioned to hers, and suddenly, they were kissing again. Stefan winced when he saw some tongue. It wasn't messy, just very erotic, and Damon, was kissing Bonnie like he was starved for her. Stefan, was getting turned on by seeing it, since he was left in the dark these days.

"I got your favorite, baby."

"Mmm." She said mid kissing. "Mmmm." She pulled up and bit her lip, and they gave each other the most seductive, yet, hungry gaze, and went back to kissing. The sound of kissing swallowed the entire table, and Stefan nearly twitched in his pants when Damon and Bonnie kept kissing, and Caroline decided to wear the low-cut dress today. Her breasts were prominently peaking, showing all but her nipples.

Stefan was on lock and load, "Ahem... AHEM."

Damon pulled away from Bonnie's lips and turned towards his brother, while the pink, puffiness of his lips, somehow reminded Stefan of sex again. Not having clear visuals when he had sex with Caroline was getting to him.

"Sorry, it's been almost five months. Remember?" Damon looked at his brother, who suddenly was not having it. Sex in the dark wasn't enough. He stood up and pulled Caroline up, gently.

"Stefan, what's gotten into you?"

"Come on. Let's go upstairs."

"What, why?" She became thoroughly confused. He started leading her away from the table.

"We'll be right back."

"Stefan."

"I'm sure you have a good twenty-five minutes." Damon called out, while Caroline was scooted out of the Restaraunt, like he was making an escape for it.

Bonnie looked at Damon. "What was that about?"

"Caroline doesn't have sex with the lights on. Stefan's about to lose it."

"Shes very self-conscious about her body right now."

"She's pregnant. What is there to be worried about? A pregnant woman's body is probably one of the sexiest things I've ever seen. I think pregnant women, are beautiful." Bonnie squinted, and scooter over a little wondering why he said that.

"I see." She turned and glanced at the beverage menu and thought to ignore what he said, because even if he felt it to be true, it was slightly offensive, in the moment, considering the difference of opinion they had on children. He noticed her scootch over, and he then tilted his head in confusion.

"Did I say something, wrong?"

"Hmm?" She acted obliviously, and continued pay frivolous mind to the menu.

"Bonnie, look at me. Quit pretending to be interested in the alcohol." She gave a fake grin, and turned with slight attitude, but passed it off with a pleasant disposition. And the sr arm wasn't exactly camouflaged.

"Yes, dear?"

"Did, my comment offend you?"

"Which comment?"

He narrowed his eyes, and tightened his lips. "Bonnie."

"What? I'm fine. Stop being so sensitive."

"Me? I make a comment and your entire demeanor changes."

"Oh, you mean the comment about beautiful pregnant women, or pregnant women's bodies being the sexiest things you've ever seen?"

"First of all, I said, 'one of' the sexiest things I've seen. And yes, pregnant women have beautiful bodies. I'm a doctor Bonnie. I'm very familiar with human anatomy. I'm not really weighed down by the logistics. I see what I see, and it's beautiful. Why does that offend you?"

"If you don't understand why it offends me, then you need to take a long hard look at what you really want. You're basically, speaking to me indirectly. Your voicing your opinions, in a persuasive manner, and not being very discreet about it, might I add. I'm not an idiot. And also, the way in which you're using the context is insulting, because as your wife, I shouldn't have to hear of your admiration towards, something or someone, that has something to offer you that I can't. It's almost as if your trying to hurt my feelings."

Damon acted confused.

"What?"

~oOo~

A very hungry Caroline, perfectly coiffed in her dress and her bouncy breast, and beautifully brushed golden locks was standing in front of she and Stefan's hotel room. He was holding her hand as he opened the door and lead her inside. He walked to the bed and stood her in front of it, kissing her with fervor, and impatience. In between every few kisses Caroline tried to speak, but Stefan was hungered. "Stefan, what is this about?" He pulled up from her face, and smiled. Then he walked to the window, and pulled the curtains open wide. She winced, and squinted her eyes as the sun hit her face.

"There."

"Stefan, why is the window opened so wide? It's too bright in here?"

"That's just it. No, it isn't, Caroline." He walked to her taking off his shirt and unbuckling his pants.

"Stefan what the-" he covered her mouth.

Then he pulled the straps of her dress down, letting her breast free. He bit his lips, needing the moment to have mercy on him. His brain and his dick were processing things at different paces. His mind slow, his dick fast.

"Stefan, don't." She protested, but with his lip in his mouth, and her body in the control of his arms, he unzipped the back of her dress. "No way." He kept it silent, for now. He wanted her clothes off. He wanted to see her body, and fuck her with the sun hitting her body. Plus, she talked and he listened, is how things generally worked. She fought him, but her dress was losing the battle to his hands, because she was more concerned with holding her breasts. He wrapped his arms around her, and slowly laid her back onto the bed with his body over hers. "You fucking, rotten bastard." He remained silent. One by one, he roughly removed her arms from covering her breasts. And she was there, on full display. Her porcelain skin, and he realized why she hated her boobs. Her nipples were bigger. He just kept staring at them.

Her face became pained, with embarrassment. "Oh, my God. Stop staring at them. Fuck, Stefan, I fucking hate you!" Her eyes were starting to water, and he didn't mind. Maybe she'd cry but she'd get over it, because he was about to screw her brains out. "How could you do this, you, asshole?" She started to cry, and he didn't even hear her, he just looked at her breasts, and her larger than life nipples and fell in love.

"Fuck, they're so hard." He was oblivious to her crying and her name calling. She sniffed up tears asking him a question.

"What did you say?"

"Your fucking nipples. They're so red and hard. Usually they're pink and soft." He was very intrigued. Like a young boy with a boner for the first time. And she felt it. It was intriguing, yet hard to look away from. He had to know them, and taste them. His eyes were unblinking.

"I hate you." She started to cry again, and before she could get a good noise out, his mouth was on her nipples. Her perfectly, erect, yet, larger, darker nipples. "Get off of me asshole. I hate you. Move. Move!" She screamed, but he kept sucking her nipples, pinning her arms down, until her cries, went from sad, to angry. Angry was better than sad. "Oh god. What the fuck, Stefan? Huh?" She kept speaking. His tongue drove little circles around her nipples and then flicked it around, roughly. "Oh, my God, what are you doing?" Her head dropped back, feeling utter, pleasure. "Oh god. Fuck. Yes. Fuck yeah." She closed her eyes embarrassed of her body still, but lost in the moment, his mouth felt divine on her. She was never huge into nipple play, but somehow today, that feeling hit her in the core, and she reacted wildly. When Stefan's teeth gently bit, she bit her own lip. "Oh god. That's amazing. Your mouth feels amazing. Don't stop doing that." Caroline's confusion was over thrown by the pleasure of Stefan's mouth.

Stefan smiled, loving every bit of her nipples, and her perfectly plumper, breasts. He was beginning to think pregnant breasts were his new favorite thing.

Still quiet as he could be, Stefan slowly but surely pushed his boxers down to his ankles along with his, pants and shoes. He didn't get fully undressed, he just wanted to focus on her body. Once he looked down, at his rising dick, he looked at his girlfriend and told her, "I want to watch you put it in." He reminded her of the Stefan from the first time they had sex. So, commanding, and unabashed. "Grab it, Caroline. Put me inside of you." She didn't question him. He let her arms go and she grabbed his dick and rubbed it along her clit for a minute, moaning. He watched what she did, and how much he missed fucking her in the light. She finally moved it inside of her, and she moaned. She was so wet. The nipple play must've done that, because, he'd never felt her, this wet. This had to be a record. He was gliding in and out of her, she was so wet, and he sat up and watched as his member pushed into her and pulled out of her. The sight of their connection drove him wild, he looked at it for a few minutes, before seeing her eyes closed and her hands still thrown above her head.

"Stefan, oh my God, no! Fuck! How embarrassing."

"What baby, speak to me."

"I can't believe, I'm about to cum already." She closed her eyes and covered her face because of how exquisite it felt. The sight of their connection, her jiggling breasts, and her moaning, her plump belly, excited him.

"Don't feel feel bad, I am too." he couldn't contain himself from the visuals, he pumped into her until he lost nearly an ounce of his soul, while she cried tears of joy. He then leaned forward in exhaustion and breathed heavy onto her shoulder.

"We should head down, it's been longer than twenty-five minutes."

"I'm sure they can handle waiting an extra few minutes. They fucking owe us."

She smiled. "I suppose your right."

He looked up at her face. "You're beautiful by the way. Every pregnant inch of you." She gave him an appreciative eye roll as his body collapsed on top of hers. "And I love your boobs."

~oOo~

"Baby, look at me." She refused. She crossed her legs, and had crossed her arms low at her waistline. Damon may have struck a nerve with her. He may have, hit a sensitive area, that could've been an indirect low blow on his behalf. He didn't realize his need and desire for children was so prominent. He subconsciously made comments, or changes in behaviors, when the subject came up. "B. I'm sorry. Please, look at me." He pulled her body next to his again, and wrapped an arm around her waist. Gently pushing her hair to the other side of her shoulders, he kissed her neck softly. Sweetly. "If I hurt you, I didn't mean to."

"It's not that you hurt me, Damon. It's just... I can't give you something you want, and it affects me. It affects me, because I want to give you a child. I mean, ultimately that would be beautiful. But we've been married, just short of five months. We just moved in together. I just want to do things right. My last relationship; not so great. Your last relationship; not so great. We owe it to ourselves, to spoil our love, in a way, we were neglected by the last two people we were with." She threw her glances towards his hand, which was holding her hand. His fingers which were toiling with her diamond ring. The gag ring he bought her. Some gag. The three Carat, round cut, with very good clarity, on a 14K Rose gold band. She watched his hand as he fiddled with her ring, and she elaborated. "I know the type of parent I'd be. I would be all in, one hundred percent obsessed with my child. I lost both parents. And knowing you, you'd be such an amazing, attentive father. Right now, I'm selfish. I want all of your attention, and I want to give you all of mine." She looked into his eyes sincerely.

"When you say it like that, baby, it makes so much sense. You want to be a great mom, so you want to wait, so you can be a great wife first. I get it. And I love you. I do. I support this. With all of my heart, and I believe in us, and I love you. Just know, that if it ever happened. It wouldn't change anything between us. We were friends for years, and every day, my feelings get stronger and stronger."

The food was finally brought to their table. Almost forty minutes later. Which was okay, because they'd lost their appetites and gained them back in the heated exchange of words. When their food was in front of them, Damon grabbed her face gently and kissed her cheek. "Let me feed you."

"D?" She protested but he kept kissing her, like he was doing before their fight. "You're being so awful; your lips feel so sinful. We should stop, we're at a Restaraunt."

"Says who?"

"A politically correct society."

"We're not in boring, politically correct America. We are in beautiful Mexico." His lips maneuvered around her jawline, and neck, until he made it back to her lips. Then he paused while they connected. And after a few kisses, his tongue invading her mouth. Damon Salvatore was too much sometimes. He was everything that turned her on, personified. His gentle tongue strokes, forced her mouth wider open, and he damn near swallowed her breath. They became hot and heavy again, and his hand held her face, wanting to be holding much more.

Cleared throats came to the table, and both Bonnie and Damon were politely interrupted. "Sorry, we were just waiting for you guys." Bonnie said turning to see Caroline put together in an attempt to recreate her perfect look from earlier in the day, but her hair was obviously, not the same. Bonnie sucked her bottom lip to hold her giggle in.

Whereas Damon didn't hold back. "Sheesh, Stefan, you could've at least zipped your pants back up." Stefan looked down and saw he was zipped up. Caroline avoided the conversation all together, looking for food. Damon smirked at both of them, while Bonnie sipped her cocktail.

"Yummy, the food is here. I'm starving." Caroline said sitting down and licking her lips. Damon laughed, realizing he was about to watch his brother's food be devoured by Caroline. He turned his attention to his wife who was getting ready to eat, when he grabbed her fork.

"Ah ah ah." He proceeded to feed her, while she waited patiently. He gave her a couple of bites and watched her face fall in love with the food. Small noises both Bonnie and Caroline made, when they appreciated eating food. Especially if they didn't cook it. Bonnie grabbed the fork from him and started to feed him.

"Open up." He rolled his eyes.

"I'm not that hungry, except mostly just for you." He whispered in her ear. "And if I'm being honest, I'm just waiting to take you back upstairs and finish making up for lost time." All in his whispers she closed her eyes to his seductive voice, tickling her ear.

"Damon, I'm going to feed you. Open your mouth, and take this bite of food." She smiled into his cheek.

"Fine, little wife. Feed me, if you must." She got a fork full of food and put it in his mouth, then sipped her cocktail, and watched him eat, hungrier than he imagined he was.

"Good, right?"

"So, fuckin' good." He said as he savored the flavor. She put another fork full in her mouth, then they watched each other eat like two fools. Caroline and Stefan weren't even paying attention, because after coming downstairs, they were starved themselves. "Here, B... put your legs on top of mine." He turned her towards him, and lapped his legs with her short ones so he could keep an arm around her waist. He took the fork, and fed her some more. Bonnie continued to look at him and smile, and at points they laughed at each other, because of their sideways glances, and post pubescent behaviors towards each other.

They shared food and flirted, while somehow Caroline managed to eat Stefan's soup, and he didn't care. He was so sexually satisfied, at the moment, he turned his attention towards her sopes, and even ordered more. And both couples sat there, blissfully unaware of the love they were lost in, because they were hungry, and happy, and horny. Which was all that mattered at the moment. They didn't get to do this much back home, so they reveled in it. Like four, unassuming teenagers.

~oOo~

The next day at the beach, Bonnie walked out with Caroline. Stefan and Damon headed to the bar for drinks, and the girls laid things out and sat down. Caroline, wore a one piece, despite Stefan and Bonnie's attempts to get her to wear a bikini. Bonnie even bought Caroline a bikini. Wanting to rub sunscreen on her belly, and touch the baby. Luckily, the one piece she had on zipped down in the front, and there was a bikini underneath it.

"Caroline, please unzip. For me?" Bonnie pleaded. "Let me see your belly. No one is here but us, and I'm your best friend."

"Nope." Is all she said. Bonnie pouted. "Bon. It's... I don't see why everyone is fascinated. It's just a belly."

"I know, but, there's life in there. You're going to be a mother. I'm going to be an Auntie. Can I just speak to my little, nephew, before he's born?"

"Your niece, is literally the size of a baseball right now. But blowing my stomach up."

"Caroline, your almost five months pregnant and you've only gained one dress size. I just want... to see. Please."

"Bonnie, have you ever seen a pregnant belly up close?" Bonnie shook her head no. "Seriously Bon? Oh, my God. What about when Iris and Barry had the twins. She used to come to the shop all the time. For Heaven's sake, we catered their baby shower."

"Never. I mean, that was a huge baby shower to be fair. They are both lawyers, and the entire Los Angeles justice department was there. It wasn't exactly, a personal space."

"Wow. Okay, Bonnie. But just for you. This white belly will see the Mexican sunshine, but you better not go overboard with that, cutesy baby talk. Okay?" Bonnie pursed her lips together in excitement and her eyes glossed merrily as Caroline proceeded to unzip her bathing suit, and pull her straps down one at a time.

"I promise, I'll try to not be a gloating disaster." Bonnie's best friend being pregnant was the second-best thing to happen in the past few months. First Damon, now this. She was overwhelmed with the changing of life. As soon as that little snow globe reached the surface of light, Bonnie's eyes grew in size. This tiny, belly protruded, like a small cantaloupe. Her mouth fell open, and she covered her mouth, causing Caroline to role her eyes and smile.

"Bon, you promised."

"I-I -I know but- but- but, it's so tiny and adorable, and puffy, and white." She began to laugh. "You need a tan sooooo much, but, I'm not even complaining." Bonnie put her hands in the shape of a circle connecting each of her thumbs and index fingers leaving an open space in between. She reached towards Caroline belly. "May I?"

Caroline watched Bonnie's face, in awe, like it was the most amazinghing she'd ever seen. "Of course, Bonnie Jade." But Bonnie was so timid. Caroline grabbed her best friend's hands and pulled them to her stomach and placed them gently on top of the skin. Bonnie's lip began to shake and she closed her mouth, quick fast, and in a hurry.

"Oh, my God." Bonnie's eyes geared up. "My best friend is having a baby. I real baby. How are we going to do this?"

She said "we" and Caroline laughed, because Bonnie was right. There's no way Caroline could ever or would ever do this without her best friend. "Bonnie, I have no idea, but between us, and those knuckleheads back there, I can only imagine, it'll be a trial an error period until little Bonnie and Damon come along. Little Bamon baby!"

"Bamon?"

"Yeah, Bonnie and Damon. You remember in Vegas, you guys called me and Stefan Steroline. Weirdos."

"I can't believe you remember that. Steroline baby? Bamon baby?" Bonnie laughed. That's hilarious. We do say stupid things when we're drunk, don't we? Now I have no one to be drunk with. For like, a really long time. Which sucks, but is totally understandable."

"Or, you could just, be pregnant with me, and we can be brand new moms together. I would feel less awful, and I'll go through things a little before you, so I can help you with it all." Caroline was serious. She looked at her best friend, and put her hands-on top of Bonnie's. "Is this why you were acting strange yesterday?"

"Yeah, the conversation keeps coming up. I honestly, don't know how to feel about it. I am really, stuck between wanting children, and being afraid to be a mom."

"That's normal. For everyone. Do you not want kids for a reason Bonnie?"

"My parents died. My mom when I was seven. She was a showgirl. My life, was behind a stage. Fabulously, for seven amazing years. Then after that, chaos for years. You know that. My dad didn't come around until I was a teenager. He died just years later. I'm alone."

"Look at me. I'm alone. But I have you, and Stefan. Regardless of whose baby this is, I know he's here for the long run. He's even considering getting his real estate license in LA, and coming here like Damon. He practically lives with me. I don't know. I was afraid at first, and then when I looked at who's in my corner, I was no longer afraid."

"I don't know Caroline."

"Besides your husband is a Doctor. You literally have the best person in your corner." Caroline said.

Bonnie touched her friend's belly some more. "May I rub sunscreen on it? So, you can lay out a little."

"No. I'm not far along enough yet to even look pregnant. I just look pudgy, it's a weird phase." Caroline said.

"No, it isn't." Stefan said standing behind them, as he brought drinks to the girls. Caroline's virgin margarita, and Bonnie's regular Margarita.

"See, we love your belly." Bonnie said, grabbing her margarita. "Thanks Stefan. Hey where's my sex-deprived husband?"

"He was, at the souvenirs shop. Saw something, said he'd be here in a sec."

"Okay." Bonnie looked at Caroline's belly again, and touched it, and began talking, exactly the way she'd promised she'd try not to talk. "Hey baby boy."

"Girl." Caroline snared.

"Hey widdo man. I can't wait to meetchu. And hug you, and kiss yo widdo procowain cheeks and love on you. And hug on you. And me and uncle damey-wamen will baby sit and pway wiff you, and steal you fwom momma and daddy. We gonna have so much fun. Yes, we are. Oh, yes, we are. I wuv you. I wuv you." Bonnie kept going and Caroline rolled her eyes smiling, sucking on a nausea lollipop, and looking at Stefan who was eating it up, and sat next to her wrapping his arm around her, while Bonnie zoned in on the belly and went in for a kiss. "Wut a widdo gentleman." Bonnie looked up to find Caroline and Stefan staring at her. "Oops, sawwy. I mean sorry." She giggled.

"You broke your promise, Bon."

"No, I promised, I'd try not to be a gloating disaster. I was more of a baby-talking mess."

"Same difference."

"So, Caroline. Tell me... what's it feels like?"

"I don't know. It's, nothing like what you see in movies. I mean, I feel awful, every morning. It's gotten better the past couple of weeks. I get so sleepy, throughout the day. My morning sickness is gone. But certain smells still add to my nausea. Like the ocean, is testing me right now. So, I'm sucking on this nausea pop. But... I think, my doctor told me, I should be good around month five or so. Which is good, because I hear some women have nausea the entire term. And nausea is this turning, burning pit in your stomach, that hangs out until you either calm it down or throw it up."

Bonnie stare at her not appealed to the whole idea of it. "Wow."

"But, I will say, the food cravings have been off the charts. Food tastes different."

"Like better."

"Depends; some better, other worse. Like the smell of the tequila in your margarita would normally water my mouth, especially the crystallized salt around the rim."

"It's so good." Bonnie said sipping it.

"Mm-mm. Not to me. Nothing appealing about alcohol or the taste of it. So, while y'all are drinking, I don't miss it. I'm wanting food instead. I do miss our martini conversations. But the thought of the martini smell and taste... can't handle it. Mexican food, is always good, but when you're pregnant, it's, like oh my God. Heaven. Flavor is richer. And you know we love Mexican food Bonnie. So, just imagine, how much more, mmm." Caroline said closing her eyes. Stefan sat up, because she got really quiet, and started think. He knew what it meant that she kept talking about food. "I'm so hungry." Caroline said. Bonnie laughed, at Stefan rubbing his forehead.

"Caroline, can we settle for like, a snack. Maybe some chips, or-"

"Mmm, I saw the man with the Elote." Bonnie said. "Here, you enjoy your girlfriend. I'll go get it. Bonnie said. "Enjoy your beer, Stefan. And her belly while she has it out." Bonnie jumped up and grabbed her margarita and headed back towards the food vendors.

"Thank you, Bon." Caroline smiled. Bonnie sauntered to the food, leaving Stefan and Caroline. "I eat too much, right?"

"Nah. I wouldn't say that. You just... your fickle-minded with food, is all."

"Am not. I know, what I like."

"Until you see what someone else has. Then you like what they have better." She rolled her eyes and put her lollipop in her mouth. "It's okay. I'm so used to it. Because of your fickle mind, I've tasted so many new foods. So..." he laughed, causing her to smack his arm. Stefan grabbed her hand and interlocked her fingers with his and held her hand, moving into her face, and kissing her.

~oOo~

Caroline and Stefan sat a few minutes, quietly, romantically, on the beach applying sunblock to one another. "You've been kind of naughty, this trip, by the way."

"Who me?" The most innocent face ensues into sweetness territory. He looks up at the sky, baffled. "No."

"You? Yes you. You're awfully aggressive, the last two days with sex. Demands the lights be on. Watching me, so intensely."

"Where's the Caroline Forbes, I met in Vegas. The one who was intimidated by no man. The woman, who, dare I say had two men in her bed at her mercy. I mean, suddenly, I alone intimidate you?" He turns his body towards her and put one leg behind her, then his other leg, underneath her legs, and lets her hand go, placing one of his hands on his back leg and the other on her small belly. "How, can I intimidate you?"

"Stefan, in a short amount of time, I've given more of my personal self to you than anyone other than Bonnie. Do you know how long it took, for me to let Tyler, this close? We didn't even live together. And, the thing is, you're sure of yourself. You don't question anything. Not even the father of this child. You just, like me. You don't demand me to change, or act like, I'm too much. You don't ask more from me than I'm ready to give, and it just makes me feel like, you're too good for me."

His thick eyebrows hit his nose bridge in confusion. He bit the inside of his lip hiding a small smile, because while flattering he was, bothered by her statement. "What? Don't ever say that. I'm not too good for you. I just, I was ready for something different after I met you. I was done with bullshit. And, I do like you Caroline. I care about you. You're, an amazing woman. I don't see me, with anyone else. Regardless of how we met, or who's the father. I'm happy with you. I'm a simple man."

"You are. It's weird. Because I'm a complicated woman."

"Which is why you need me." He pulled her face towards his and kissed her. "And I need you. And I want this." He said looking at her and placing his hand back onto her belly. "All of it." He moved in for another kiss, and wowed her. Wowing himself, with how confident she made him feel. "And as for my sexually, demanding, side. Thats always been me. I just, didn't want to scare you off, I guess. But no more lights off. I love your body." Caroline blushed, causing her to smile into his kiss.

"Thank you. For being you." She blushed at him before they were interrupted.

"Why hello there love birds!" Coincidentally, interrupted by the same person as the last time. They slowly pulled out of the kiss, and Klaus was standing there with his grin, and his alcohol. "Beautiful day, right? I am in love with Cancun."

"Yes, it's very beautiful. We, just got to the beach not too long ago. How's your day been?" Caroline asked. She was cheered up, because of Stefan and Bonnie. Stefan sat with his hand on Caroline's stomach, with his legs placed strategically around her. Stefan pulled his sunglasses down to look up at Klaus, with the sun directly behind Klaus' head. Stefan smiled, genuinely.

"My days been fabulous. Actually, I saw you from the cabana. Why don't you all join me?"

"Actually, Bonnie loves being on the beach. She's actually obsessed with sunbathing and laying out. But, thank you."

"Well, of course. I mean, it is a beach." He looked around awkwardly. Then he took it upon himself to stop in front of them and look at Caroline's baby. He looked at her and smiled, and then to Stefan. "This is huge, right?" Caroline's eyebrows furrowed in worry. "Oh, bloody hell. I don't mean, huge, as in size. I mean, it's a huge deal, right? The three of us meeting again like this. The last time, we... were in a compromising position, and this time, we're pregnant!" He smiled. Caroline, sipping her drink, spit it out. All over him. Both Klaus and Stefan gasped.

"Oh... my Gooo- I'm so sorry." Caroline tried apologizing, and wiping him off with her hands.

Klaus sat there speechless, while Stefan jumped up, and grabbed his t-shirt, handing it to Klaus to wipe himself down. "Wow. The last thing I expected was your drink on my body. I'd prefer your hands on my body, much like the last time, but... this was fun too, I guess." What he just said, confused the hell out of her. Did he know? Or even have an idea that he could be the father?

"Bro, she, has a hard time keeping things down sometimes." Stefan said, looking at Caroline in shock. Caroline still sitting there, not sure what to do, but wipe him with her hands. His, body was nice, was the only thing she could think about, she'd forgotten what he looked like naked, but his shirt was unbuttoned, and his abs were on display, and after all the recent nipple play with Stefan, her hormones were going crazy. He wiped he drink off him, and watched her. She just looked at his body, and when Klaus noticed, he instantly softened towards her.

"Miss Caroline?"

She looked up innocently from his abs to his face, and wow, when did his lips get so pink. "Yes."

"May I touch your stomach, please?" And for the first time since she'd met him, he was serious. He was sincere, and his face was soft, and he wasn't being flamboyant or flirty, just, sweet. "I mean, if it's okay, with Stefan?"

Stefan stood with his hand on his hip and feeling like he was suddenly invading on their private time, and not the other way around. "Sure. I think I should go find Bonnie." He stood there seeing if Caroline would object, but she said nothing to him.

"Well, Caroline?"

"Um, sure." She said, and leaned backwards slightly while he moved towards her belly with his hands. The second Stefan saw Klaus hands casually rub Caroline's belly, and Caroline, just, melt incoherently into his touch, he bit his bottom lip in agitation, and walked off.

"Wow, this, is so beautiful. Ya know? I've always thought, pregnant women were beautiful. But, to physically, be in the presence of such a beautiful woman, and her protruding bump, and voluptuously sculpted breast, it's really quite a magnificent site. You, know... pregnant women have the best sex. The hormones are sensitive to the slightest touches." Klaus said, while letting his fingers crawl around her belly. Caroline bit her lips and exhaled.

What is it about this man? She wanted to convince herself she couldn't stand the thought of him, but he was really, hypnotic in his own way. The accent, the slight lisp, the partial beard, the pink in his lips, the ripples in his abs, the base in his voice. The tingle she got, when his fingers crawled over her belly. It was almost orgasmic, before they... were interrupted.

"This isn't awkward, right?" Damon said, holding a straw hat in his hand, wearing one on his head, and holding a large yard of beer.

Caroline jumped out of her hypnotic state, and smacked Klaus hands. "Oh Damon. Hello, Klaus was just..." she lost her train of thought.

"I'll bet he was." Damon grinned. "Where is my brother and Bonnie?"

"Stefan just left, a second ago to find her. She left to grab a snack."

"Damon, you look very... touristy today." Klaus said.

"Yes. Blame it on Bonnie. She wanted a cheesy experience."

"Well, it takes a real man, to oblige to such desires. I commend you. I should get back to the cabana. You all are still welcome to join us."

"Us?"

"Yes, Elijah, Haley, Bex, Kol, my friend Camille, Marcel..." Damon looked specifically for a couple faces, which he didn't see. "No worries, Elena, isn't in our cabana. She and Katherine, oddly enough are somewhere with Liam and Lyall."

"I don't care about her, I just don't, want to see her."

"I'm sorry. If it makes you feel better, I didn't invite her. I invited Liam and Lyall. And, I thought they were separated. But, turns out Katherine started dating Lyall. Bloody weird." Klaus laughed. "This is group is so twisted mate, I swear." Klaus said laughing.

"Twisted, ain't the half of it. Hopefully, Elena and Liam will reconcile." Caroline said.

"Let's be real. She's a lot to take. Once you find yourself cut loose, or you've cut your ties, it's best to just... let her go." Damon said nothing. He didn't like to talk bad about her. The only time he did, was when he was dating her complaining to Bonnie, but he hadn't thought about her in months. He was happy, and it was because of Bonnie. Elena and Liam being separated meant nothing to him. "And Liam, poor Liam. Eight years of it" Klaus said. "Anyways, I should go. I'll see you all tonight."

"Yes, bye." Caroline said.

"Yeah. Later." Damon said. Caroline and Damon shared a weird moment after that.

"So, what you walked up to..."

"Yeah, what the hell Caroline? It was weird."

"I don't know. It wasn't what it looked like. It's just, I remembered that there's a possibility he's the father, and it all caught me off guard. Stefan was here with us, then he left, to find Bonnie. I think to give us space."

"Caroline, I know, it's a sensitive time for you. Don't think too much about it, okay. Think about the child's well-being first and foremost."

"I know."

"I mean it. Above Klaus, above Tyler, above Stefan. You're the most important. Any man, in that equation will understand. But the longer you wait to tell Klaus, the harder it'll be. Did you tell him?"

"No. It's his birthday weekend."

"I get it. Just try not to wait too long. Any man should know, if there's a possibility he'll be a father. And if he's a real man, he'll be respectful of it all." He smiled and put his hat on her head, since she wasn't wearing one to block the sun. Ever since she's been pregnant, he's really acted like a big brother to her.

~oOo~

Bonnie stood at the vendor, buying herself and the group some deliciously decorated corn on the cob. She'd finished her margarita, and took it to the bar, holding four corn on the cob on a plate. She felt the corn touch her hand and she stopped and licked her finger. "Mmm. Oh, my God." She sucked her finger, and almost stopped to taste her corn.

"Seriously. Suck your fingers like that, in public? What would your husband say?" She stopped in her tracks before turning around. "How can you not expect me to imagine the sinful things you do with your mouth when you do that?" He walked directly behind her and wrapped his arms around her, whispering in her ear. "I'm ready go back to the room now, little wife." He put the hat on that he bought grabbed it with her hands.

"So, cheesy, I love it."

"Yes, you asked for cheesy. Now, don't act like you didn't hear me. I'm ready for some..." suggested hinting as he looked at her body.

"D, we just got here, less than an hour ago."

"So."

"What's gotten into you?" She flirted.

"Nothing. I'm a man, and when I look at you, I can't contain myself."

"Caroline's hungry. Let's go eat our Elote. And tan a bit. And then, I promise, we can go back to the room."

"This feels like a honeymoon. And all I want to do, is... you." He let her go, from holding her from behind, and walked towards the front of her grabbing the plate of corn from her. One of the vendors handed him a clear bag. "Muchas gracias." He grabbed the four corn and one by one put them inside of the bag, and tossed the plate in a trash. Bonnie watched him carefully and realized he was so much more than her new husband. He really was her best friend.

"Damon Dimetri Salvatore, do you want to know a secret?"

"What Bonnie Jade Salvatore?"

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and looked up at him, right into his eyes. "I'm hopelessly, deeply, irrevocably, head over heels, in love with you. And, I love, being your wife." He blushed, and bit his lip, squinting his eyes, into the sun. His beautiful, blue eyes. He felt thrown off by her immediate, response to his sneaking up on her.

"Well B, if it helps, I've been hopelessly, deeply, irrevocably, head over heels in love with you. And for as long as I can help it, I'm going to spend my days, making you smile, and cum. Especially if I can do both simultaneously. But more important than that... I want to make you happy." Her face lit up, gleaming the smile, he'd wake up every day for the rest of his life for. "I mean it, Bonnie. I want to see this face every day for the rest of my life."

"And you will."

"So, is it safe to say, we aren't getting a divorce, or an annulment!"

"Annulments don't exist in the city of Las Vegas." She said.

"Seriously? You considered it already?" He asked disappointedly.

"My parents, were married all those years, because of a one night stand. They never divorced. They died, married, and separated." She laughed. "Pretty dysfunctional, right?"

"So, you knew this? The night I proposed. The night, you said yes. The night you made me promise it was a joke, you knew it wasn't?"

"I'm sorry."

"And you had the nerve to be mad at me, for admitting my joke proposal was real, later on?"

"D, I'm so sorry. I know, I should've said something sooner, but-"

"God, I love you. I fucking love you." Damon grabbed her face and planted a firm kiss against her lips. He held her, like she was his treasure. She loved the feeling she got from being held by him, and loved by him. She'd never met a man like Damon, who wore his heart on his sleeve, and loved as hard as she did. So, she knew, deep down, from the first day in Vegas, he was more than just her friend, or best friend. He was the answer, to every riddle in her heart, that went unanswered. He picked her up, and swung her around kissing her. "You knew, all along. You... you meant it, then. You wanted this too?"

She nodded her head, agreeing. "You realize you're stuck with me, now. Right?"

"Unfortunately, you've gotta stare at this ugly mug every day."

"I know. I feel sorry for myself."

"What?"

"You use all of the hot water in the shower, you take up my closet space, and you put your cold feet on me late at night."

"And you're a wild moving, cover hogging, maniac, that talks in her sleep."

"Uh. I do not." She said seriously.

"You do, cover hog." They stopped to argue mid vending area.

"You can always snuggle with me, and conserve heat."

"I do. You're pushy. And by the way... You can always shower with me. Conserve energy."

"Showering with you leads to trouble." She said, pushing away from him, and attempting to walk away from him.

He watched her walk away, for two point five seconds, before he shouted. "Hey woman!" She kept walking, shaking her head. "I said, stop little wife!" She kept walking, so he stood firmer. "Bonnie Jade Salvatore!" She stopped in her tracks, hearing her entire birth name out of his lips. "Get back here, right now!" He took a chance being firm, and demanding. She rolled her eyes, smiling lowkey. "I know you hear me woman." He was still pacing himself, mentally. She was fun to play with, this way. He loved how she took it as a challenge. She still stood there not turning around. "I know you hear me, woman!" He shouted, and her bottom lip was sucked up with impatience. At this point, everyone in the vending area is watching him, shout like a mad man. "Yeah, you hear me. You will take showers with me. And you won't hog the covers. I will be Dr. Damon one a night a month for as long as we're married. Your nickname will be Little Wife. And-" she turned and narrowed her eyes at him, snapping neck, while everyone watched her reaction. He softened. "And you... will be loved and cherished, for the rest of our lives together." He looked at her like a puppy dog. "You just going to stand there, and leave this man hangin?"

Bonnie ran to him and jumped up, wrapping herself around him again. "Dr. Damon Salvatore, I'm never letting you go. Your mine. You, belong to me, little husband."

"I wouldn't have it any other way." He kissed her sweetly, and longingly. Then he looked at her neck before biting it, making her laugh. "Now hop on my back, so I can carry you to the beach, Little Wifey." Bonnie jumped on his back, headed to the beach.

"There you guys are. Bonnie, you're a hard woman to find. You're basically, as tall as Damon's nipples."

"Stop it! No, I'm not. I'm definitely spottable."

"No, you're not." He laughed at her and she looked to Damon. Who agreed with Stefan.

"Seriously, D?"

"I'm sure he only spotted you, because you're on my back now."

"Exactly." Stefan agreed. "And, If, it wasn't for that goofy hat, I wouldn't have seen you."

"Whatever, I hate you both."

"Can we leave before my girlfriend keeps being molested."

"No worries, brother. I walked up to that and put a stop to it." Damon said.

"A stop to what?" Bonnie was clueless.

"You did? Whew... I maybe, almost lost my shit. Thanks." He said, trying not to elaborate.

"What happened?"

"Oh, nothing. Klaus was feeling Caroline." Damon laughed.

"You guys are over exaggerating, I'm sure. Caroline wouldn't let him get carried away."

"AHEM. Pft!" Stefan said. Bonnie could tell Stefan was feeling a tinge of jealousy. She giggled,

"Wow Stefan, was jealous. Hmmm. Wait until I tell Caroline."

"Bonnie, how about we keep this between us. Or I'll tell Damon about all of those curious questions you had."

"Stefan?"

"Bonnie?"

Damon looked between the two. "I don't know what the hell you two are talking about, but, one way or another, I will get it out of Bonnie. I promise you that."

"It was nothing, D." She said on his back. He looked to Stefan who made the shape of a pregnant belly on himself towards his brother. Damon, grinned, and looked forward. Bonnie was oblivious to it, because her hat was covering her eyes. They made it all the way to the beach, and Caroline was laid out with her belly facing up and the hat Damon had on covering her face.

Bonnie handed Damon her cell phone and crawled next to her and smiled holding her thumb up in a goofy fashion. Damon took a picture of them. Then Stefan sat next to her other side and he took another picture. Then, someone walked by, and said they'd take one of all of them. So, Damon hopped in. And they got pictures of Caroline's, rare but exposed belly at the beach, while she took a nap.

Stefan lay out next to her but on his stomach with his hand on her belly, and he took a nap with her. Bonnie just grinned at them, taking another picture. "They're cute, right?"

"I mean. What's cute. I'm a guy?"

"Just, they look like they fit. They look happy."

"Then, yeah. They are." He said, he and Bonnie ate their corn, and loved every bite of it. They put Stefan and Caroline's corn in a small ice chest. He grabbed her and sat her facing him. "Is there anything you want to talk to me about, Bon?"

"No. why?"

"Just going off of my brother, and what he said a few minutes ago."

"You know Stefan likes to tease me. That's all it was." Sure, she was curious about pregnancy, and babies. And how it felt to be pregnant. Sure, she wanted to touch Caroline's, belly and she was overly enthusiastic about it. She was a woman, it was normal.

Damon looked down at her small frame, and placed his hand onto her belly. Signifying something she understood. She watched his hand on her stomach, and looked at him and smiled. He let his fingers crawl around her skin. Suddenly his eyes narrowed between her legs, and he touched her gently.

"D. Don't go there."

"What?"

"You know what."

"They are asleep."

"No, way." She grinned. "Stop it."

"But, I mean, your little over thingy that you're wearing, is big enough." He referred her coverup.

"I don't care." He pulled her all the way onto his lap, with her legs wrapped around his waist. He maneuvered his hands to his shorts. He whispered. "Slide your bikini to your right."

"Oh, my word, your awful."

"I know. But I'm hard as a rock, and honestly, there is no shame in my game." He grabbed for a blanket and just as he was about to throw it around them, Caroline cleared her throat. Bonnie chuckled and gripped onto him trying not to laugh out loud and wake her. "B, shhh." He said, lifting her body up. Then placing her directly over him, grabbing the blanket and wrapping them. They kept speaking in whispers.

"People aren't dumb."

"No one is around. Everyone's further back and near the food. These knuckle heads are asleep. Don't tell me, you don't want it?"

"I'm so horny." She whispered, making him smile. Then, his manhood slid into her and she didn't say another word. She bit her lip, and held onto him.

"Five months, is a long time." He continued to thrust, quietly, but powerfully. Bonnie moaned softly. Her nails dug into his skin. "Damn, I can't believe we waited that long. I have no patience anymore."

"I'm so sorry." She whispered into his neck, trying to contain her cries. So, she bit him.

"Ow, fuck." He whispered yelled.

"My bad." She giggled. They kept going rocking under the blanket, and the forbidden factor really made it more exciting, and pleasurable for them both. Damon looked her in her eyes, and mouthed the words...

"I love you." She looked down and mouthed it back to him.

"I love you too."

She wrapped her lips around his and the moment was so hot, and heavy, and filled with light panting, and deep thrusting, that it didn't take the two of them long before they both peaked. Damon held onto her for dear life. Letting all of his energy go, and her orgasm, hit her hard, because he was directly stimulating her. She rode out he orgasm, squeezing him. When they finally calmed down, he fell backwards and she collapsed on top of him. "They're gonna kill us."

"Okay, let's run to the water before they wake up." Bonnie carefully crawled off of him while they fixed their clothes, under the blanket. Then they quietly stood up. She took off her coverup, exposing her sinful body, and he made sure to grab her hand, tight, and walked off to the water holding hands. As they walked off, Stefan spoke to Caroline.

"Did they just fuck, right here, while we were laying down?"

"Hell, yes they did." Caroline said. "Assholes."

"I'm going to kill my brother."

"But why didn't we stop it? Why did we both, just let them do that?" She chuckled, holding her bouncing belly. Which, was incredibly beautiful to Stefan.

"I guess we are just as bad as them." He laughed.

"Fuck, we are some perves." Caroline giggled. "But... it was pretty hot, though, right?"

"Fuck Yeah."

"Wanna go up to the room?"

"Yup. Let's go." Stefan stood up and grabbed his pregnant girlfriend, and they headed back up to their room. Damon and Bonnie looked back.

"Oh crap!" Bonnie said. "I knew it."

"What? You mean, that they were awake the whole time?"

"Yeah."

"I knew that. That is what made it exciting. You didn't know?"

"I knew, but, I've heard Caroline have sex so much. And it's not the first time she's heard me." Bonnie said unabashed. Damon's face lit up.

"Damn! What a coincidence, it's not the first time for me and Stefan either, so... here's to making them go upstairs and recreate what they just witnessed, or heard." Bonnie and Damon laughed and flirted all the way to the water. Life was finally... feeling like an incredible for both of them. They were deliriously bubbled, in their own space, in love and happy. Nothing could possibly rock their boat right now.

Right?


Five months later and Bamon can keep their hands off each other. I hope you liked this Belvafore plus a little Klaus Chapter, the next one, may rock the boat a bit, when the rest of the group is apart. Thx for your response to the last chapter, it made my week. Thanks for Reading.