Just one night, please?

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Bonnie/Damon Stefan/Elena caring

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Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. They belong to L.J. Smith/The CW.

A/N: Hope you enjoy! All mistakes are mineeeeeeee.

''Why do witches always pass the fuck out?''

''Damon want to be just less of an…oh I don't know…asswhole? I heard voices whisper violently.

I moaned, not being able to handle the loud bickering.

''Sorry if I'm pissed she blacks out all the fuckin time, she needs to be stronger, how is it that Klaus's blood wore off that quick?'' Damon frowned pushing a curly lock from her eyes.

Elena froze, not completely sure of what she had just seen. She knew there was no reason whatsoever for being jealous but somehow she felt a pang in her heart. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Stefan tense watching the way he analyzed her every move. The brunette quickly jumped out of her senses reminding herself she was in love with Stefan, and only Stefan, nothing could possibly change that.

''Is she awake yet?'' Tyler began catching his breath as he ran in to the room.

''She'll be fine, seems like she wants to be alone though''. Caroline spoke for her best friend, clearly aware Bonnie needed to resolve some…emotional feelings with a certain vampire.

''Alright everyone clear the fuck out, I need to have a word with m-the witch,'' Damon corrected himself, pointing a pale slender finger towards the door.

''Damon be careful, she'll need time to process.'' Stefan rose from his seat arms crossed as everyone exited the room.

''Leave the dirty work up to me brother''. The older vampire snarled.

Stefan glared at his older brother, giving up only a few seconds later knowing Bonnie would want to hear everything coming from Damon.

As Damon closed the door to the guest room, he balled his hand up in a fist, placing his cool head on the wooden door. He couldn't turn around; he needed to know Bonnie would be comfortable with his presence after what went down only a few hours ago. It was almost four in the morning and no one could trust themselves with leaving the young witch alone anymore. She meant well always…hard part was, she didn't give a damn dying in the process to protect the ones she loved.

Bonnie sensed the intensity in the air, knowing good and well Damon was having a hard time coping with the fact she had passed out yet again due to him. She knew he cared for her, but she was having great difficulty figuring out… why her. Why the sudden need of affection? Was it a sex thing? Did he want to feel something instead of pain so he could just jump my bones than leave? Or could it be he actually is starting to get over Elena? Bonnie pushed that last thought away, knowing she couldn't jump to such assumptions.

''Damon come here,'' I whispered, knowing he could hear me.

He tensed, never moving from his spot.

''Damon Salvatore,'' I yelped a bit louder, hoping he would give in and listen to me.

Yet, he still didn't move. His head still in contact with the wooden door, his breathing escalating, and his knuckles whiting even more than they already were.

''Damon…please.'' I begged, half sobbing.

Next thing I knew his lips were against mine. His soft tongue doing wondrous things with my mouth, I grabbed a hand full of his brown hair in my hand opening my legs for him to rest on me. He left one hand on my waist squeezing my skin so hard I felt bruises. It was as if he felt I was going to die tonight, as if this would be his last moment with me believing he had to touch or else he'd loose control. This wasn't a hot fiery kiss, but a passionate kiss with feeling, emotion and meaning. I couldn't understand exactly why I wasn't pushing him off of me, and why in this moment I've never wanted anyone one else so bad in my entire life. My body ached for him, my mind, soul and conscience was screaming to give in completely but I knew I couldn't.

His lips trailing down my neck.

I whimpered.

His teeth nibbling on my lips.

I moaned.

His fingers pushing through my heat.

I lost my breath.

''Bonnie, never put yourself in that kind of danger again, do you hear me?'' The vampire growled at me, after licking my juices off of his fingers.

I knew I couldn't argue, I knew that if I tried to explain to him for the hundred time that I'm nobody's bitch and that I could take care of myself he would just make matters worse, so instead I nodded, pulling him closer to me. I kissed his mouth tasting a hint of myself off the tip of his tongue, kissed his eyes one at a time, next his cheeks, then his chin before I made my way down his neck pushing him over so that I would be on top. I kept my hand at his neck sucking on his swollen lips as I maneuvered my right hand down his jeans unzipping them, struggling to get them off. Suddenly I felt a strong hand stop my movements.

''Bonnie no...''. Damon whispered in my ear.

''What, you pleasure me the least I can do is return the favour Damon, please.'' I responded confused and little hurt.

Damon must have seen the hurt in my eyes as I stared at him waiting for a response. He grinned his smile not reaching his eyes as he pulled me in to yet another kiss, holding on to the sides of my neck tracing my veins with his pink tongue.

''You don't know how bad I want you Bonnie…'' Damon frowned, pain quickly flashing then disappearing from his face.

''Then let me…''.

''Bonnie you've hated me for the longest time, and even if we had sex I know you still wouldn't trust me completely because of… Elena… ''.

I didn't reply, until we heard a knock at the door.

I got up throwing on a pair of Elena's yoga pants surprised I wasn't a bit upset Damon had ripped off my underwear.

I fixed myself up, hoping Stefan wasn't behind the door-considering his sensitive nose he would know what Damon and I were up too.

''Bonnie open up quick,'' Matt yelled.

I instantly swung the door open afraid of what he was about to say.

''Matt what is it… omg MATT''. I screamed as I watched Kol clutching on to his neck like a rag doll.

''Let him go now!''

''Bonnie what is it… oh for fucks sake!'' Damon growled slamming the youngest original in to the wall causing Matt to fall to his feet.

''Bonnie run, now!'' The eldest Salvatore shouted while dogging hits from Kol.

''No, I'm not fuckin leaving you Salvatore!'' I screamed moving out of the fight.

''Matt, get her and the others out of here!'' He mumbled as he was being choked.

''Bonnie, let's go!''. Matt pulled on me towards the stairs.

I shrugged him off, pissed and offended the original family had the audacity to keep messing with more lives out of entertainment. I whispered a spell I had learned from Grams a while back before she died to keep me out of danger. Kol's face began to flush red, I watched as he let go of Damon's neck, smiling slightly as he began to hold on to his head, screaming even more as Damon threw him out the window.

''Damn witchy, that was hot''.

I was about to make a snarky remark when we heard Elena shriek from downstairs.

Damon fled the scene.

A/N: Thanks for reading.