Just one night, please? Chapter 36 Rating: Mature Pairing: Bonnie/Damon Playlist: Young and Beautiful:Lana Del Rey Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. They belong to L.J. Smith/The CW…-_-ALL MISTAKES ARE MINE!
A/N: HI! Lol fuck the season finale. Imma keep writing Bamon cuz that's what I love to do. Julie plec can jump of a fuckin bridge for all I care…like WHO does she think she is. Fuckin asshole… aha legit after watching the finale and that nasty Delena scene I was emotionless. Utter BS. But I mean, I support Kat graham to the end. I wanna stop watching, but ill tune in for her and her damn ghost self. Plec said she'd be resurrected near the end of the new season coming in October… and said, and I quote ''Why is it so important that she be alive?''. In my mind I had killed her thirty times in that moment. Now don't get me wrong, I don't promote murder, I'm just a very colourful speaker. Sarcasm intended if you're offended. Anyway read on and thanks for everything folks! Aha
ps- Mature content, little kids run along to the playground...
Sometimes what makes or breaks you doesn't make you stronger, but just keeps the pain present, causing your conscience to ache , your blood to boil, and your heart to shred. The events which take place in your life are life lessons, things people say God is there by your side to ensure you to learn from your mistakes…but in the end sometimes…just sometimes all your life is made to be is a black warm hole that sucks all the life and energy out of you to the point where you're just a walking vegetable. A lifeless piece of shit. A lifeless, horrid excuse for a human. And that was how Bonnie Bennett felt ever since being sucked in to the supernatural world.
''Bonnie I want to be friends, I really do'' Stefan spoke catching up to the stubborn witch down the school hallways.
''That's what Damon said before he tried to kill me, nice try Salvatore'' She responded stopping at her locker, cursing as she dropped two of her textbooks on the floor. She quickly grabbed them out of Stefan's hands once he immediately picked them up for her. She mumbled a quiet ''thanks'' not wanting to be a complete bitch towards him. She had only known him for only three months anyway.
''My brother is an idiot, everyone knows that, but I'm willing to make the effort Bonnie, you've done so much in the short little time that we've known each other, and I want us to be on good terms'' He raised his eyebrows hopingly.
She closed her locker, locking it before she faced him, clutching her binder against her chest, eyeing him.
''Look, I know you're doing this for Elena…so just stop please, I'm not a charity case'' Bonnie's eyes began to water, but she was too strong to let them fall down her face. She wouldn't cry in front of him, she wouldn't dare.
Reading her face, Stefan's face softened before he chuckled.
''What now I'm a damn clown to you!? Ugh!'' She started before he could finish.
''No no! Bonnie I'm laughing because you actually think that I came here to make amends for Elena. She didn't ask me to do this. I'm doing this on my own accord'' He casually shrugged his shoulders.
''Wait…what? She didn't?'' Her eyes grew; embarrassed she was being so hostile towards him.
''No ma'am, just being human…or er…trying to be'' He stumbled ruffling his hair catching the attention of two of her classmates.
''You should really tone your charm down a notch, it's making these girls wanna jump your dick, and we all know Elena wouldn't have it'' Bonnie winked to him, ready to follow behind her friends.
''I'll try to keep that in mind, and Bonnie?''
''Yea?''
''You aren't just special cuz you're a witch, there's way more to you than that. Don't let people walk over you and tell you otherwise, fight for yourself…I would if you were mine'' He finished, smirking as he strolled away from her in the opposite direction leaving her speechless.
''What the hell did he mean if I was his?'' Bonnie whispered to herself.
She decided to simply let it go, and reflect back on what he said before that. He was right. She had to make a stand for herself and be the person she always set out to be, despite the harsh circumstances the world has brought upon them.
Too bad it was all easier said than done…
Bonnie felt Damon's presence behind the other side of the door, knowing well enough he heard her heart beat racing off the charts. She had to calm down or she'd never get Damon back. She had to be strong and not let her pesky emotions get in the way. She was dealing with a vampire who turned off their switch. None of this would be easy, but she decided she had to start somewhere. Knowing this could jeopardize everything especially her life, She used what small amount of energy she had to heal the cuts she had made on her body before Lucy had left. She wanted to get through to Damon before she even tried to instantly become his snack.
The door knob twisted and turned, then finally opened slamming against the wall. There stood the eldest Salvatore, with a blood stained beige shirt, so tight his rippled muscles were bulging out. He looked around the room, appreciating the lightly lit candles before sniffing the air, blood shot eyes finally landing on her.
Let the games begin.
She stared at him, sitting up from his bed, and landing her feet on the hardwood floor. She didn't dare take a step till she knew what he'd do first. In all honesty, she didn't mind having sex with Damon, for god's sake she's been hinting it to him for the longest time, but now wasn't the circumstances she wanted them under. This vampire…this being wasn't Damon. It was a façade, an alter ego, a side of him that only existed because he placed himself so close to death that the real him was locked away so far, so deep, she didn't know if she'd be able to reach him in time before…
''Come here'' He whispered slowly, licking his lips at her almost naked attire. Her ripple breasts displayed to him through her see-through baby doll night gown, and long dark brown curly hair cascading down her back. Her skin looking so soft and delicate he wanted to make her sweat and dent his mark in to her. Damon was full of lust, full of want, power…over her.
''No'' She spoke; trembling knowing this was the only way to attempt to bring Damon back to her.
She had to make him work for her body, make him feel desire, need…not just lust and want even if it meant her being punished in the end.
Her back was being slammed in to a nearby wall, the air in the throat being knocked out of her for a second before she moaned at the harsh impact. She felt his body pressed against hers, his arms wrapped around her waist so tightly it hurt. His face, what felt like two centimetres away from hers making her squirm. Her eyes watered, blood rushing through her veins like wildfire. Before she could foolishly curse at him he began to speak again instantly shutting her up.
''So you've wanted me for so long yet you hesitate when I summon you towards me? Now tell me Mrs. Bennett, how does that work?'' His voice whispered devilishly in to her left ear, causing her to shiver in fear.
''I'm not a fuckin servant you can just holler at any time you want Damon, I'm pretty sure history has ran its four hundred year course on that asshole'' She whispered back violently, watching as a sick and sadistic smile ran across his face.
Adding pressure towards his hold on to her waist, he quickly pulled her forwards, and then slammed her back, back against the wall to teach her a lesson.
''I don't remember asking for attitude sweetheart, if I did I'd be talking to Barbie the vampire, now why don't you shut that pretty little mouth of yours and let me have my way with you, kappesh?'' He smiled fangs out white and sharp.
''This isn't you Damon, this isn't you and you know it. You wouldn't take advantage of me this way, I know you're in there!'' She screamed placing both of her hands over the sides of his face.
For a split moment she thought she had him. She thought she actually had him but she didn't, this only irritated him even more.
''Is this what you do to engage your little boyfriend when he has his emotions on? It's kind of pathetic if you ask me'' He laughed using one hand to hold her in place, and the other to run his fingers up and down her thigh, giving her goose bumps.
''Stop acting like this is the real you Damon. Stop acting like some big shot. You wanna know what's pathetic? Wasting your whole life pussy whipped trying to find your undead girlfriend, truth hurts huh?'' She challenged, watching as his face vamped out. She tried to read the emotions off his face but it was useless, he wasn't bulging. Instead he gripped her neck with one hand slowly adding pressure as tears ran down her face.
''And how defenceless and useless are you? Sorry to cut it to you Bon Bon, but everyones been using you. I'm sure if there was another teenage witch in town, they'd be all over them, but unfortunately they have to settle for second best, well if even that'' Damon shrugged, licking his lips for the second time.
His words hit hard, like a brick wall being smashed on a poor puppy, that's how she felt. But she couldn't let her guard down. Slowly and slowly it was getting so hard. Her body wanted him, but her mind wanted to fry his ass for being such a fuckin asshole.
''Okay Sherlock Holmes, why don't you just give me Damon back and I'll give you whatever you want'' She gambled tearing slightly, not completely sure if this was the best idea.
Running his crystal blue orbs over her soft skin, he quickly wrapped his right arm around her waist, picking her up, her breath hitching. The sudden movement caused the young witch to fumble, before quickly reaching for his support as she wrapped her hands around his neck.
''Dependant are we hmm? Cute'' He smirked as she jumped out of his hands, pulling her arm before she could run.
''So what exactly are your plans right now hmm Damon? You want to have your way with me so much? Then take me! Do whatever the fuck you want, because I give up, I know what the spell needs, and unfortunately I'm not gonna let you die, so go ahead…do as you please!'' Her voice cracked as her fists clenched, her nostrils flaring.
Bonnie watched as the man in front of her eyed her down, furrowing his eye brows. His jaw clenched, his gaze never leaving hers as he slowly began to lift up his shirt, pulling his arms out of each socket, then threw it across the room all in one swift movement. Her eyed widened taking in his ripped abs, his strong muscular arms, and the way his dark denim jeans sagged so low his sex lines screamed to her.
He was perfect.
Tearing her gaze away he heard him chuckle darkly, his soft Demeanor he once had only around her no longer present.
''I see the way you look at me, and if I didn't know better I'd assume you want this as much as I do'' He winked raising his finger motioning between them two.
''I don't want it with you. Not like this, not the way you are now, not only do you not have your emotions on, but something dark is controlling you, taking over your body and I know deep down you're trying to fight it. You know want to hurt me Damon. Please'' She tried to reason, a tear running down her face.
She quickly wiped it away reminding herself she had to be strong, but as each minute went by her nightmare was slowly becoming a permanent reality.
Damon may be gone forever.
''Are you really doing this right now? Do you really think I'm going to walk out of here without breaking you? Without leaving without my dick smelling like you? Let me tell you a little secret Bon Bon… I always get what I want, and my victims always beg for me'' He sped towards her, surprising her. He caressed her cheek with his finger, feeling his breath on her skin affecting her in so many ways to none.
''W-what?'' She questioned.
''That's right, I'm not going to let you give yourself up darling, I want you to beg for it. I want you to bed for me to have my way with you.
''You bastard!'' She cried trembling.
''What? Did you really think this would be that easy?
'' You've disobeyed the orders miss Bennett, do you know what you have risked?'' Said a voice from behind her.
Lucy spun around, her heart racing, colour draining from her face.
It couldn't be…!
''I-I your greatness, I know what I have done, my cousin has the power, I wouldn't ever lead her to danger if I knew she wouldn't come back alive'' Lucy knelt down before the tall women dressed in ancient gold and black robes, her skin flawless, and her crown shining through the night. She was one of the first witches who had started the witch line, one of the witches who had never been seen since her death three thousand years ago. She was talking about in history books, around other circle of witches, but they myth was true.
If one witch were to endanger another powerful witch who hadn't harnessed their power at the age of nineteen, Queen Questiyah would appear to take them to the land of the dead for punishment to send a message. AKA:Witchcraft was no fuckin joke, and Bonnie was barely eighteen.
''Do you mock my intelligence?"' She questioned her face emotionless, as she slightly cocked her head to the side.
''Never my highness!'' Lucy yelled raising her head.
''You may stand'' The Queen sighed softly motioning for her to rise.
''My Queen, you see I have been working with another witch who works with the others near the caves-
''Yes I am aware, this is why I am here, she has meant good, and has proven the rest of us proud…But she is not who you say she is my child''.
''My Queen, I do not understand'' Lucy shook her head confused.
''You were right not to give Bonnie her blood''
''Of course, it's because I know Bonnie is strong enough-
''You do not understand, she was going to use her blood to make the vampire kill your cousin'' The Queen sighed, shaking her head turning around to walk deeper in to the woods.
''W-W-what do you mean your highness, she wanted to protect her!''
''And that she does, but she knew the vampire was going to kill her…so she had to use her blood, to poison young Bonnie's in order to complete her own ritual''.
''Ritual? No no… there was only one spell! One spell nothing else was spoken of my Queen I swear it!''
Turning back towards the older Bennett, the Queen sadly smiled.
''Your intentions meant well, but the other witch… her own spell had taken a different path''.
''I don't understand my Queen'' Lucy rushed, her nerves taking over the best of her.
''If Bonnie were to be poisoned with Helens blood, in the process she would die along with the Salvatore, she would become immortal''.
''But she won't thank goodness'' She sighed
''My child, Helen was with Salvatore for a week was she not?'' The Queen asked eyeing her.
''Yes but- OH MY GOD'' Lucy came to realization, running a hand to her face, tears cascading.
The Queen walked towards her placing a hand on her shoulder.
''We cannot alter the balance of nature Lucy, I cannot save her, what's done is done, we will wait to see if he was drugged by Helen'' She growled lowly.
''But-But there has to be something my Queen!'' She pleaded.
''If this were a situation with a two witches this would be easier, but unfortunately my child, he is a vampire, by interfering will cause a war between the vampire counsel and the witches. We have worked too long to have peace among our race, I will not jeopardize that again, I am sorry…there is nothing I can do.
Pulling her towards his long, body lengthen mirror, Damon placed her flush against him, her back resting on his chest. He slowly wrapped an arm around her stomach, resting his chin against her head so that they were both looking at their reflection.
''What are you doing?'' Bonnie whispered nervously.
''Simply admiring your hot body little witch, no harm intended, well, not completely anyways'' He chuckled loving the smell of her fear.
Damon ran his hands down her thigh then under her small gown cupping her sex in his hand for what seemed like minutes.
''I can smell you…you want me Bonnie, and by the looks of it, it hasn't been my first time down here has it?'' He winked, pulling back to lick her light juices from his hand before diving back up her gown for the second time.
Chuckling at her hard face, her mouth in a cute tight line, he shook his head not actually believing she was fighting this. He kissed her neck causing her to jump.
''Monster'' She whispered her eyes shut, having to accept what her body was betraying her to do.
He moved his other hand under the fabric and massaged one breast in his hand rolling her sensitive, soft erect nipples between his fingers. A moan escaped her mouth, and she could feel the ache between her legs. She closed her legs, but Damon used his knee to pry them open after spinning her around to face him. He towered over her five six frame closing the already tiny space between them, kissed up her neck to her ear and told her something she wished she didn't want to hear.
''You're mine''.
Gripping her fists so hard, drawing blood, she yelped as Damon snatched her hands examining her light wounds.
This was it; she had drawn the first pints of her own blood for the spell. He was going to finally feed on her and right at this moment she didn't care if she'd die, as long as Damon was alive and himself.
He held on to her hands, bringing them to his nose, deeply inhaling the aroma, instantly vamping out for the second time that night. She couldn't believe her eyes once she saw the flashes of emotion on his face. Was Damon fighting to gain control?
''Damon? Damon baby answer me'' She spoke shaking as she watched him shake his head furiously.
''Bonnie…'' He whispered.
The way his voice softened, the way he slightly lifted his strong hold on her wrists made it clear to her that Damon was still there somewhere, he was fighting and she had to fight harder for him to come back to her.
''Damon come back to me, you can do this!'' She yelled attempting the snatch her wrists away from his death grip, feeling his intensity rising.
''Bon- no, NO!'' He yelled, the darker side of him gaining back complete control.
''DAMON!''
Roaring in laughter, Damon picked licked the blood from the hands. His eyes shifted to a dark black, his smile vanishing within seconds. He quickly picked her up, dropped her on to his bed, then hovered his body over hers pinning his arms with one hand above her head. All jokes and games were clearly out of the question for him the moment he tasted her blood and cum. He wanted more blood, and more of her. If not more…all.
''I don't want you! Not like this!'' She screamed squirming against his hold, only making him hold on tighter causing her to moan in pain.
''Beg for me''.
''Beg for you? Over my dead fuckin body'' She sneered anger reaching new heights in her system.
''BEG FOR ME, OR ILL TAKE MATTER IN TO MY OWN HANDS!'' He roared.
''Could you Damon? Could you really?!'' She yelled back her eyes becoming watery.
''Well then, don't say I didn't ask nicely, don't worry, by the end you'll be screaming my name''.
''Fuck you''
''We will be soon'' he growled.
He stroked her pussy over her gown and she squirmed trying to break free because she knew she wouldn't be able to stop herself at this point. He knew she wanted him, the urge was too strong, there was no denying it, whether it was her Damon or the façade she was forced to be with right now, it was still Damon, and nothing would change that. She had to continue with this. What choice did she have?
He ripped her gown, exposing her naked yet glorious thick body to him, making him lick his lips in pure ecstasy. He lowered his head down her chest, using his ice cool tongue to suck on her neck. Getting off on her sudden increased hear beat; he sped up his work knowing his destination was soon to be reached.
''I'm going to let go out your hands, and you are not going to piss me off, understood?'' He spoke never leaving her soft neck.
No answer.
Diving the tip of his fan across her neck as a threat she nodded furiously.
''Good'' He said, releasing her before placing one arm on the mattress beside her head and the other on her wet neck.
''The Damon I know wouldn't do this'' She whispered violently, attempting to supress a moan.
''The Damon you know is gone, so suck it up witch''.
Kissing, licking and nipping down her neck towards her chest he stopped before popping her right nipple in to his mouth. He sucked, bit, sucked, and then bit again before giving her left breast some attention while pinching and tugging the other.
Bonnie squeezed her eyes, closing her thighs, not wanting to give in, every nerve in her body continuously betraying her. She wanted this, she knew she did, but without a fight? But if she tried she could get herself killed. Would things still be normal with him or would he change if she died? She just didn't know what to do…but submit.
''Submit to me'' He whispered as if he was reading her mind.
She laid there, tears streaming down her face as she unclenched her fists to bring them to his hair, running her hands through the soft black locks. This urged him to continue on, his tongue licking a trail down her stomach, towards her belly button all the way to her slick wet heat.
Surprising him, she laced her fingers with his causing him to halt, eyeing her with suspicion. Why was she so content now? He asked himself but diverted the concern wanting to get down to why he was here.
Unclasping her hands from his, he gets off of the bed, grabs her waist and pulls her directly to the edge of the bed. He lubricates his fingers in his mouth before rubbing her wet clit with them. A moan escapes her mouth, making his dick so hard he has to remember why he's here.
Her scent is like sweet tangy fruit, he has to calm himself from losing control just yet. He slid his hands up her legs, both at once, until he reached her thighs, and then he spread them open and she gasped and almost bucked with need and the blissful pain of anticipation. He dipped his head to taste her, and when his hot and silky tongue touched her she lifted her hips and cried, and he followed her motions and stayed with her and entered her with his tongue, then circled and touched every fold, over and over. She found herself holding her own legs back and up so he could reach deep. In her mind, she rode the waves of sensation he provided, and he ground out sounds of deep and intense pleasure as he took her, setting up a delicious vibration that made her close, so close. He sniffs her clit, placing his mouth over her heat again slowly lapping up her juices with his now warm tongue. He knows she's using everything inside her not to scream so he ups his speed, licking her heat from top to bottom, inserting his tongue deep within in making her squeal and clench the sheets. He holds her hips tight in place as he licks, nips and sucks at her pussy, devouring her, never missing a drop as he swallowed. He inserted one finger, then two, then three, loving her tightness. He knew she was a virgin, which made he that much more precious.
She tasted so damn good.
For at least five minutes, he kept at it, not being able to stop, as her moans turned in to squeals, and her squeals in to yells. Problem was…she wasn't yelling out his name.
Her chest rising up and down, Bonnie tried to catch her breath. She licked her lips, not being able to fathom how good that really felt.
''Say my name'' He said as he kissed her swollen pussy lips before pulling her back up on the mattress with him on top of her.
''Why'' She spoke through clenched teeth.
''Because I said so, tell me you want me'' He growled.
''I-I-''
''Time's a ticking witch'' He interrupted her, unbuckling his pants swiftly.
"Fuck you, Damon!" she said as she watched him pull down his boxers with one hand. He let go of her wrists and quickly grabbed her by the waist and pushed her to his bed. He looked at her with a sadistic grin before he roughly entered her. She yelped unexpectedly loud, and bit down on her lip to silence herself. He filled her up, so hot and sweet. He braced his hands against the wall above her head and began to move into her, and soon his inarticulate sounds of pleasure made her crazy. She felt herself getting impossibly wet and she wrapped her legs around his waist, her urge to get away thinning by each passing moment. And as she was driven to continue on, she took him more greedily and he began to thrust into her more powerfully until they reached a fever pitch, and he stretched her lips wide and she was humming and moaning around him and he growled maintaining his consistent speed within her.
''S-say it'' He growled, thrusting in to her over and over again, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as her pussy walls clenched his manhood.
''I-I can't'' She said sadly as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer towards her.
'' Say it'' He yelled more sternly, slamming in to her wall, loving the way he made her moan with pleasure.
She loved it, she loved every inch of him, every second, every feeling she felt within her was caused by him and she hated it. She loved it but she hated, but she couldn't stop.
She thrusted her hip upwards, clenching him, milking him away as he grunted and growled placing his face in the crook of her neck. He smirks and the lust drips from his words and he pins her limbs, swallows them beneath one hand, admires the caramel flesh that remains unmarred by ugly red blotches no matter how hard he squeezes and his hips rock and his thumb flicks and his teeth tug and his tongue laves and his bangs tease sensitive skin as they track the path of his lips. And she gasps and roils and her fingers grasp for bed sheets and headboards just out of reach and her toes curl and she pants, harder, faster as he moves, and her eyes are on him, inside him and he knows that she sees and he hauls her closer still and there is nothing left between them and the air is on fire and she is seeping into him and he can't force control into his voice anymore and it doesn't matter because she is lost in him and he loves it, but it is not enough. He's breaking through. He wants more.
''Bonnie why'' He whispers, his fangs piercing through her flesh sucking her blood, devouring her sweet, sweet blood.
And there it was again. His voice, the way he says her name, like he is afraid he'll never be with her again, her panic subsides, and she comes to peace before she feels the blood being retracted from her body and her eyes flutter.
''Because I love you''.
A/N: I know my updates are horrible, but it's not easy wanting to write perfect things for you perfect people. I try my best, but I'll never stop writing, don't you ever worry about that. This took a while to write, and yes there may be mistakes in it, but I just really hope you guys enjoyed it. Thanks for everything…Until next time… R&R.