Just one night, please? Chapter 38 Rating: Mature Pairing: Bonnie/Damon Playlist: Explosions: Ellie Goulding Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. They belong to L.J. Smith/The CW…-_-All mistakes are mine!
A/N: Congratz on our love Kat Graham on her confirmed engagement. As well as Candice Accola, wahoo!
"How did we get here?" Bonnie whispered from her position beside Damon on his soft bed.
With their nude bodies intertwined, she stared in to his blue crystal orbs, watching as he placed all of his attention on her. His gaze was always intense. Always making sure she was comfortable. Always making sure she was safe and most importantly happy. There was nothing he wouldn't do to keep her with him. For him. By him. And now...loving him. He wasn't always controlling but he did have a lot of moments where he'd just joke about kidnapping her, and taking her far away to paradise so he could have her all to himself.
The joke always fell flat.
But Bonnie never felt resentment towards it. She never thought it wasn't a good idea. A chance at just relaxing, not saving people, and living in the moment for herself was such an amazing fantasy she knew would be difficult to bring to life. But she was confident Damon had the power of making it happen. No doubt about it.
And yet here they were just relishing in the moment. Enjoying each other's company, and accepting all the bad that had just altered their relationship forever.
"Well I almost killed you, you saved me and here we are after having mind blowing "vitch" sex".
Laughing at his joke, she found it so odd that after everything that had happened they were able to laugh about it. Maybe it was the way he said it. Maybe because they were so use to having such bullshit and killing in their lives that this incident just made them stronger.
''Sometimes you need to go through the bad to experience the good" And sometimes going through the rough patches in life can make you grow as an individual. Make you stronger than if you haven't been through the bad'' Grams words recited in her head.
"Very funny asshole" she mumbled as she attempted to rise from the bed for the fourth time that day...more like the thirtieth time that week.
Damon pulled her back in bed before her feet could touch the ground. This was the routine for the past four days. He wouldn't let her leave. Only to relieve herself in the washroom, do her business and shower. Otherwise he'd just use her as an excuse to stay in bed with him and heal way more than they needed after the other night.
"D, we've been here for almost five days. You gotta let up". She pouted ever so sweetly inhaling their sweet tangy scent in the air.
"And I don't want you to leave, Bonnie haven't you noticed this is the longest I've ever had you here in my arms, in my presence without anyone around us to piss us off in... What how long?" He got frustrated, sitting up, his back against the headboard, running a hand through his midnight locks.
She bit her lip causing him to growl, and grab her, placing her on top of his erect lap. Now wasn't the time to be fucking him sideways.
"Damon, Lena already called off school for me twice. It's Friday. We've had time. We can't stay in here forever. And I can't keep drinking your blood, I mean I don't mind feeding you mine, but I need real food" she flew her hands up causing her body to jump on his erection.
The horny vampire groaned holding on to her hips, his hands gripping her, almost bruising her but he didn't mind. She felt him.
And he was so...damn...hard.
Luckily there was the light sheet in between her pussy and his dick, and she wouldn't have to worry about him filling her whole she tried to stop him from seducing her.
"I know what you're thinking. You really believe that I couldn't just roll you over, remove the sheet and fuck you senseless? Do you KNOW who I am?" He teased, licking at her brown perky nipple.
"Clearly I do, but remember I'm a witch who could just burn your dick off hmm?" She smiled innocently, her jokingly venomous words having no effect on him.
"This dick rocks your world, nice try" he spoke calmly, liking every bit of her sassiness.
"Ugh fuck you," she moaned weakly as he bucked his hips upwards, hitting her sweet spot through the thin white material.
"Damon stop" she glared, resting her hands on both of his shoulders breathing deeply, trying to mask the pure pleasure that fogged her face.
He smirked, finally listening to her. Not wanting to release his grasp on her, he met her midway, then finished licking and sucking her nipple with a pop, before loosening his grip on her.
"Alright shoot" Damon sighed not liking that his face wasn't buried nose deep in to her pussy at the moment...
"Look, we've healed, you're back, we need to resume our lives" she began, tilting her head slightly to the side, lifting her eyebrows.
"And what was that. Killing, destroying, pain, school, weird constant meetings at the grill, and annoying honey bits trying to ease their way through that tough demeanour of your to get the goods?" The vampire growled darkly, hating the mere fact if it all. Especially the last part.
It really did make his blood boil.
"You know what I mean smartass" the witch drew out, rolling her eyes, flopping out of his embrace and off his lap. She lay with her back against the mattress, staring up at the sealing, re-capping everything that had happened. She shut her eyes, soaking in the harsh reality.
"You still don't believe me do you" She heard him whisper above her, feeling his arm snake across her waist. Damon followed suit, but he lay on his side propped up on his elbow. His free hand softly traced the side of her face as his face hovered above hers.
"Don't blame me if I don't really believe the people who confess their feelings for me..." She whispered back, but quickly continued, not wanting him to get the wrong idea. "Babe don't get offended, I just honestly need time to take it in. This feels like a dream and you here with me actually saying those words... It does stuff to me Damon" Bonnie's lip trembled cupping his face in her hands trying to make him understand.
"Good stuff?" He asked seriously.
"Very good stuff" She smiled, her cheeks reaching up towards her eyes.
"I mean the last time someone confessed their love for me was like..never, I mean Jere-" Bonnie halted, specific events of that night flooding back, making her head spin.
"OH MY GOD JEREMY!"
Bonnie pushed Damon off of her, panic setting in as she threw on a pair of tiny booty shorts and a light tank without a bra underneath. She rushed not caring how little of her body would be exposed but she remembered little of what happened.
Flashbacks—
''I have too Jere. And I want to, so please just…go. I'll be fine, I promise okay?'' Bonnie smiled sadly kissing Damon's temple before walking across the room to hug the now young man.
Jeremy hugged her tightly, not letting go, tears streaming down his face. ''Bonnie please'' He whispered in to her ear.
''Go, before this gets worse'' She ended, not liking what she felt was about to happen next.
''No'' Jeremy yelled, pulling out a stake from his back pocket, corning Bonnie, his back turned towards her, threatening anyone who would go near her.
''JEREMY WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?'' Bonnie screamed attempting to push him away, but was suffocated and weak against him. How did he get so strong?!
'' JEREMY!'' Elena, Matt and Caroline yelled rushing towards them not expecting Jeremy to actually attack.
It all happened too fast.
Jeremy's eyes shifted a dark brown, his light orbs evaporating before their eyes. His demeanor completely changing, his one and only goal…to protect Bonnie, even if he had to kill. The Gilbert drove the wooden stake right under Caroline's heart, cursing knowing if Bonnie hadn't been tugging at his shirt from behind, he would have gotten the bull's-eye… her heart.
''JEREMY NOOO!''
''Oh my fuckin god'' She kept chanting over and over again, trembling, running her fingers through her messy luscious hair.
"WHAT are you freaking out about Bennett!?" Damon grew worried attempting to calm her down as he placed his hands around her cheeks staring in to her green orbs.
She began to tear, pulling her face out of his grasp before running to unlock the door.
A large hand slammed the wood before he could even exit the premises. She looked up, her eyes locking with Damon's own pair of crystals. She fumed, her patience running low.
"Damon. Move. I need to see Jeremy" she gritted her teeth.
He hated this. He hated that she still had minor feelings for the younger Gilbert-Though it was just friendly feelings- and he most of all hated that all of her attention wasn't put on him. It was fucking annoying. Jeremy pot-head was fucking annoying. Why in the hell did he always end up having to share the women he loved? He just didn't understand.
''Not until you change out of that stripper suit and put some real clothes on. You may not think anything of it, but my brother, Jeremy and the rest of your boy band are still male, and you dressing like that in front of me really won't make things any easier than they have been'' He growled, his height towering over.
Bonnie looked down at her attire. It wasn't even that serious. Her cheerleading costume was as short as this, and the fact that Damon was demanding her of shit right now at this moment pissed her off to no end. Why did he really have to go and ruin everything? All that they just shared; did he get off on being an asshole? Way to destroy the moment.
''Are you fuckin kidding me right now? You are being so extra right now, I can't believe this. I can't believe you! God dammit Damon! Do you even remember what happened? Do you even re-call that night-
Damon furiously cut her off, pinning her against the wood in anger trapping her with his hands on either side of the door. ''Are you mocking me?! Of course I remember that night! I ruined you then fucked you repeatedly, and I'm trying to figure out how you even have the audacity to even be around me anymore!''
Her face softened, guilt clouding her face, running her smooth arms around his waist, tiptoeing and bringing her lips to kiss his vamped out face. Then it hit her. Damon didn't remember anything about the spell. The ritual, the killings (not that he'd shed a fuckin tear) and Jeremy.
'' Listen, Damon, that night, we never even talked about it. What do you remember?'' She grew hesitant as confusion crossed upon every corner of her face. Holding on his arms she drew back for a second using her magic to make her self-made wound re-appear from her neck… before he took her virginity that night.
''H-how come I didn't see that before?!'' He spoke darkly.
''Lucy said I'd need it for you to drink from me, but I needed to get through to you some other way, and it worked, but Damon before that, you…you weren't yourself. Just like when you were battling to come free, we sacrificed for you…we-we-
''Stop. Don't talk. Show me'' He said, taking her by the waist, a dipping his lips down to hers. She nodded, sucking on to his lips, and dipping in to her magic, summoning up all her memories, and showed the vampire all that he'd become in such a short time.
Flashbacks to his dying unconscious for, watching him feed on those criminals, the stare in his eyes empty.
Lifeless.
But he saw more. He saw what she didn't see. He didn't know how, but as soon as Lucy had taken her to his room, he was left with both Jeremy and Stefan, and what he figured out next wasn't something he knew how to react to. But he knew his witch would be devastated, hurt, and speechless.
He killed Jeremy.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed…