Author Notes

I'm excited about this update! Took me a while to post because I started working on the the final chapters to better work out the story arc. Shit still might not make a lot of sense lol, but my focus is on the emotional development of Bonkai in this fic.

Thanks to everyone following this story! Let me know your thoughts!

sweet dreams,

disconapnoir

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The smell of buttermilk biscuits was rapidly filling up the kitchen. Bonnie stared blankly at the kitchen timer ticking down the last minute of the bake. She got up early to cook breakfast and found herself constantly slipping into replays of her night with Kai. She grazed her fingertips over her hips. There was some slight discoloration from his grip, but she wasn't complaining. Her fingertips briefly dug into the bruises and the flash of discomfort shot straight to her center at the memory. She moaned softly.

The timer shrilled, interrupting her thoughts. Bonnie didn't move a muscle as she let her magic open the oven door and move the freshly baked biscuits to the granite countertop. She had been using her magic to whip up a Southern-style breakfast in record time. Nearly an hour of flexing her power and she was no where near exhausted. In fact, between the several orgasms, heavy sleep, and increased power, Bonnie felt better than she had in months. Years actually. And somehow Kai was to thank.

She had spent exactly 30 seconds freaking out when she woke up to Kai's face snuggled between her naked breasts, his arms wrapped tightly around her torso. The events of last night and the feelings they provoked were too fresh in mind for Bonnie to be in denial about the situation, but it didn't mean she was happy about it.

'I fucked Malachai Parker!' Bonnie thought harshly. 'How could I be this stupid?'

Beneath her chin, Kai snored softly into her bosom, unaware of her increasing heartbeat.

'I need to get the fuck out of here.'

Bonnie gently pushed his shoulders back and eased herself away. She managed to loosen his arms before Kai's groggy voice startled her still.

"Okay, okay. Alright…" Kai's eyes remained closed as he spoke in his sleep. "It's your turn now." He moved to lie on his back and took Bonnie with him, tucking her into the crook of his arm. "Give me a good dare this time."

'He's dreaming about us!' The thought made Bonnie giggle.

"Yeah, I am pretty cute." He mumbled. Bonnie tensed.

"…Kai? You awake?" She whispered.

"No, you're the cutest…No, you are…" Kai trailed off before his breath deepened once again. Bonnie laid against him for a moment. She told herself she was just waiting until he was deep asleep before sneaking out. Maybe she was also appreciating the warmth just a moment more. She held her breath and slowly sat up. Kai's arm fell from her gently. He remained asleep as Bonnie left the bed and slid out the bedroom door.

Bonnie shook her head and made her way to a cabinet to grab coffee mugs. She needed to use her hands to keep her mind from wandering back to Kai's bed.

As if sensing her mental escape, Kai's eyelids fluttered open, limbs sprawled out across the queen sized bed. Something was different. He took quick inventory of his limbs and extremities. Everything accounted for. He was in the same room, so no doubt still trapped in his prison world. Check. The faint smell of bread and coffee wafting in from the vents. Bonnie must be cooking.

Bonnie! Kai jumped out of bed and took in his surroundings. There on the floor, half-tucked beneath the disheveled comforter was Bonnie's pajama shorts.

I fucked Bonnie Bennett!

Something flared inside his chest at the thought. It was magic. Her magic. I siphoned Bonnie Bennett! Kai's grin slowly formed on his bright face.He nodded to himself while he brought her soiled shorts to his nose. And she LIKED it!

Or was it a trap?

Kai dropped the shorts. There was only one way to find out, and the sooner he confronted her the better. He threw on a pair of boxers and a white tee before hurrying down the stairs and into the kitchen. He froze once again in the doorway. That must be the robe that belonged to the missus.

Bonnie was in a short, pink silk robe, her back to him as she lifted biscuits out the pan and into a napkin lined basket. Her hair was tied up in a blue, satin scarf. She sensed Kai in the doorway but wasn't ready to face him just yet. She was appalled to find herself almost embarrassed by the situation. She had no clue how to handle "the morning after." Despite her girlfriends' sexual exploits, neither Caroline nor Elena ever divulged the details of handling the morning after "sleeping with the enemy." Bonnie hoped she wasn't doing too much, but her situation with Kai was so much more complicated. The number one priority was finding a way to trust each other enough to work together again and get the hell out of here. And that's exactly what the purpose of this breakfast was about.

Bonnie spun around gracefully, her front covered in a green apron, carrying the biscuits to the roundtable opposite the kitchen island. "Morning." She smiled self-consciously.

Kai's eyes were wide and blank. Bonnie found herself stuck inside them for a moment.

"Um…" She broke the silence. "You want some coffee?"

Kai nodded minutely.

"Alright then…" Bonnie turned to go fill both their mugs. "You can have a seat. I'm just finishing up the last of it."

Kai tore his eyes away from Bonnie's form to assess the items on the table. Biscuits, various jams and jellies, a pot of what looked like white rice, and a tray stacked with some kind of fried patties.

"How do you like your eggs?" Bonnie called over her shoulder.

He cocked his head to the side but said nothing.

"Fried eggs go best with salmon croquettes, in my opinion, but I can scramble them or make them over easy if you'd like." Bonnie looked over at him.

He shrugged his shoulders, unblinking.

"Fried it is." She cracked four eggs onto the large skillet. She rubbed her hands off on the apron before handing Kai his coffee mug.

He closed the distance between them to take the cup and looked down at her face. There was a slight lift to her cupid bow lips. A sparkle in her eyes that was somehow innocent and threatening all at once.

"Sugar's on the table." Bonnie returned to the stove.

Kai slowly moved to his seat. He poured a heaping amount of sugar into the mug and stirred it with a butterknife.

"I figured since you cooked dinner for me, I could cook breakfast for you." Bonnie spoke while she watched the eggs begin to crisp around the edges. No response from Kai.

"I got a craving for my Gram's cooking so I whipped up a few of her Southern favorites." She slid the eggs onto two separate plates and carried them over to the table. "The croquettes have a little kick to them, just a heads up, and I know it sounds weird, but we usually put a little butter and sugar on the rice."

Kai continued to stare silently.

"Yeah, I know, but I promise if you're a fan of sugar you'll be a fan of this." She sat down carefully, tucking the short robe under her bottom. "And I know you're a fan of sugar."

Kai briefly nodded.

What is wrong with him? He's the rambling one, not me! Bonnie thought angrily. "I think you'll like it."

Kai took a slow drink of coffee, eyes never leaving hers.

"Of course, I won't be offended if you don't want to eat anything." Bonnie held onto her coffee mug tightly.

"We had sex." He almost sounded upset.

"Uh…yeah…" Bonnie was feeling more and more self-conscious.

"You snuck into my room last night. We had sex." Kai nodded in confirmation. "And now you're making me breakfast." He gestured to the table.

"…Yes." She froze in her seat.

"Did you poison the food?" Kai asked.

Bonnie's eyebrows rose. "What? No!"

"So you poisoned the coffee." He tossed the mug behind him. It shattered on impact.

"No, I didn't poison anything!" Bonnie backed up from the table as Kai rose from his seat.

"What are you up to, Bonnie? Fattening me up before the slaughter, huh?"

"I'm not fattening— what? Kai, you just need to calm down." She stood to her feet, trying to defuse the situation.

"I know feminine wiles when I see them!" He gestured to her attire.

"Dammit, Kai! It's just breakfast!" She shouted. Kai remained frozen, staring her down. Bonnie exhaled heavily. "Alright, fine." She began to untie the apron from around her waist. "I wanted to wait till after we ate, but I should've known you're too paranoid for that."

Bonnie lifted the apron off her neck and threw it down. Kai could see her nipples pointing through the thin, shiny fabric of the robe. It made him all the more angry. Angry and horny.

She stood with her hands on her hips, eyes fixed on Kai but looking past him, into oblivion. She really was counting on a full-stomached Kai, a little lethargic from all the butter and fat in the food. He might receive her proposal a lot better if so. Despite last night, he clearly didn't trust her fully. She had hoped a civilized meal might lower his defenses. Bonnie could handle another throw down, but she didn't want to lose whatever progress they had made.

"The silence isn't really helping your case." Kai brought her back to reality.

"You know I came into my powers much later than most."

Kai was tense but he managed to nod.

"My Grams taught me everything she could in the time she had left. And when she died I was on my own. I read every grimoire I could find. Every history book. Every old, handwritten letter. I practiced. I meditated. And every now and again when my alcoholic vampire friend pulled his head out of his ass, he would teach me what he knew. But I was always on my own…" Bonnie paused to take a deep breath. She could feel the pain of the past year creeping up her spine.

Kai watched her struggle to continue, increasingly curious about where this was going.

"When you came into your power, your family rejected you. You've always been on your own, too. They should've helped you. Your parents…they should've taught you how to control it. How to grow from it. You're a supernatural rarity after all. That's pretty damn special."

Kai could hear every word she was saying, but the message wasn't quite computing. "Get to the point, Bonnie."

Bonnie smirked at the irony. She moved around the table to stand toe to toe with Kai.

"There's no way we're getting that ascendant to work if we keep fighting each other. Literally and figuratively." She took his hand into hers. "Kai…I'm going to teach you how to siphon without giving yourself away. You'll learn how to take what you need and keep a continuous reserve of magic at your disposal without bottoming out and leaving a trail broken and pissed off witches in your wake. I'm gonna make you the bad ass Gemini siphoner you should've been."

Bonnie stepped closer, chest brushing his. "And you're going to teach me everything you know about the craft. Every spell. Every potion. Every witch, coven, and legend. You're gonna make me the bad ass Bennett witch I was always meant to be."

Kai had the biggest hard-on he'd ever had in either life, on the inside or outside.

"Really, Kai?" Bonnie whined, pulling away. She could feel his erection on her stomach. He yanked her back into his chest.

"Deal."

Bonnie's smile was dazzling. "Deal."

Kai brought his hand to her neck. "Now, do you mind if I eat…"

Bonnie looked over at the table of food. "Oh, right! Yeah, we'll eat and then I'll tell you all about my theory on—"

Before she could finish, Kai bent forward and lifted Bonnie off her feet by the back of her thighs. Kai used his new magic to push the food out the way before slamming Bonnie onto the table. The breath was temporarily knocked from her lungs.

"It's like you said, Bon." Kai untied her robe but didn't part the fabric. "I am a fan of sugar."

"Gross—" Bonnie's grimace quickly turned into an "o" face as Kai slide a finger inside her. She was already wet.

"Commando, huh?" He sucked the digit into his mouth. Bonnie knew better now to keep her mouth shut.

"I eat now. You eat later." And that was the only warning she got before he pushed her legs apart and descended on her. Bonnie gasped as his tongue ran a trail up her slit. Her eyes fluttered shut as he began to lap at her clit, hot breath caressing hot flesh. Not wanting to miss another moment, Bonnie opened her eyes and brought a hand to Kai's head. He groaned at the contact and leaned up to kiss her palm.

"I've wanted to taste you ever since you put your hand on my chest." He mumbled into her hand before returning to her pussy.

"I've wanted to fuck you ever since you called Damon a white noise machine." She laughed breathlessly.

Kai looked up beneath his lashes. He returned his middle finger to her wet core and pumped slowly. He licked her juices off of his lips, grinning devilishly. "If you had told me that then, I would've bent you over that map right then and there."

"Nothing stopping you now." She said slyly.

With that, he pulled her off the table and spun her around. He bunched up the hem of her robe, dragging his hands up to grope her breasts half spilling from the fabric. With a flex of magic his boxers fell away. He took his time sliding into her cunt. They both groaned at the contact. He began to pump slowly, fingers tweaking her nipples through the slippery fabric. Bonnie leaned her head back, arching into his gentle strokes.

"Please, Kai…" Bonnie moaned. "Fuck me already."

Kai picked up the pace instantly, hips snapping up and slapping against her ass with each thrust. The smack of skin on skin echoed in the spacious kitchen. Bonnie widened her stance to meet his thrusts, one hand gripping his t-shirt while the other braced the wooden table.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck…" Bonnie began to chant, eyes squeezed shut as he impaled her over and over again.

"Shh, shh, shh…" Kai whispered into her ear, one hand wrapping around her throat. The deja vu hit them both simultaneously.

Kai began to pump into her furiously and Bonnie could feel the tension building in her core. She came on a whimper, falling face first into the table as she rode out her orgasm. She pressed her cheek into the woodgrain, the muffled sound of jars and glasses rattling in her ear with each thrust. He continued to piston in and out, fingers moving from her throat up to her face. Bonnie took his middle finger into her mouth and suckled.

"Fuck, Bonnie!" Kai exclaimed, watching her lazily lick his fingers. Her scarf had unraveled, tendrils of hair pointing to the various jars on the table. And that's when he saw it. There, right beside Bonnie's head was an unopened jar of strawberry jam. All this house had was grape jelly. He had checked the kitchen thoroughly yesterday. Bonnie must have left the house to find his favorite jam. The realization made him cum instantly.

The two of them stayed bent over the kitchen table as they caught their breath. When Kai felt his dick slipping from her warm depths, he finally stepped away. Bonnie turned to face him on wobbly legs. He wiped the drool from her cheek with his hand.

"Oh!" Bonnie lifted a hand to her mouth embarrassed.

Kai smiled slyly.

"I'll get you a second towel."

Bonnie watched transfixed as Kai took down a third helping of breakfast. Where the boy managed to put all this food, she didn't know. A part of the prison world curse maybe. Bits of food and jam decorated his mouth, hands, and the apron she forced him to wear so he wouldn't eat at the table half nude. He had accidentally burned his boxers down to scraps.

"This sweet rice stuff is really good." He said, chewing on a mouthful. "And these fish crickets—"

"Croquettes." Bonnie corrected patiently.

"—are delicious! I didn't know you could cook like this." He sighed contentedly then pointed a fork at her. "You've been holding out on me, Bonster."

"I'm only really comfortable cooking when I have the kitchen to myself." Bonnie poured herself another cup of coffee, thoughts wandering to her empty house back in Mystic Falls.

"I guess I'll have to give you some space to work your magic in here more often."

She rolled her eyes. "If you can manage that while you're awake."

"Well, talking to you is one of my favorite past times." Kai stabbed another "fish cricket' and dropped it onto his plate.

"I'm the only other person here."

"Yes, but it's no less true." He chugged a glass of orange juice and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "I'll always wanna hang with you, Bonster."

A slight flush ran across Bonnie's face. She suddenly became fascinated with the colorful mug in her hand. "You can't possibly know that, but thanks for the sentiment."

"Oh, I know a lot of things. I've already shown you some of them."

Bonnie looked up to meet his mischievous eyes from across the table. There was no hiding her blush this time. She fiddled with the plates and bowls on the table anyway.

"Don't worry about clean up, Bon. I'll put the leftovers in the fridge… try to anyway. I'd really like to revisit this later tonight." He started to gather the items on the table.

"Are you sure? I mean, I threw a lot at you earlier—"

"And I threw it right back." Kai interjected, winking at her.

"—and you probably have a lot of questions," Bonnie continued, ignoring him. "And to be honest, so do I."

"It can wait." Kai moved to stand beside her. "You spent the whole morning cooking. Why don't you go relax. Take a nap or a shower. Rinse the food out of your hair." His long fingers quickly plucked a few bread crumbs trapped in her coils and popped them into his mouth.

"There's food in my hair! Why didn't you tell me? And goodness, Kai! That's nasty!" Bonnie swatted his shoulder and pushed past him.

"Well, we were both busy at the moment, and I thought it was kind of cute. Good enough to eat, you know?" He grinned.

Bonnie shook her head. "This kind of behavior isn't gonna fly in the real world. You'll scare off all the girls you meet."

"I'm not too worried about all that."

"You will be once we get home."

Kai set their plates down on the island. "When we get home?" He looked over at her cautiously.

"Yeah…when we get home." Bonnie palmed the kitchen doorframe. "Meet me on the beach in an hour. We'll get our game plan together."

"Ma'am, yes ma'am." He faux saluted before turning around to take the dishes to the sink. His pale ass and skinny legs fully exposed.

"Goodness…" Bonnie mumbled to herself as she exited the kitchen, cheeks burning once again. What is it about that boy anyway?

What is it about that girl anyway? Kai thought as he wrapped up the leftovers and set them in the fridge. He had no idea why he was so ready to trust Bonnie's word. Just a couple hours ago he was prepared for another death match. He wanted to blame that skimpy robe she was wearing, but Bonnie's cutoff shorts and strappy tops never triumphed over his logic before. Of course he had never gotten to feel Bonnie skin to skin until last night. Her eagerness, her wetness, it infected him somehow.

After he agreed to the deal, he had watched her intently. The way her eyes would follow his every movement. The blush on her face whenever he flirted. The blush she thought he didn't notice. He always knew he had an affect on her. Fear, disgust, and irritation mostly. This was completely different. Bonnie always moved in a way much wiser and stronger than her years, but this morning she looked every bit the smitten girl in the woods she told him about the night before last.

Kai smiled to himself. He had infected her, too.