'Ello all! Yes, after a year, I decided to continue this! I was hoping to get this out for this years BonKai day, but real life got in the way. Oh well. At least it's here now :)

Thank you to all of you who reviewed: Sage1998C, Jennifer, LaKessy, Jamix, BonKaiFan4Life, guest, shadowcatgirl09, vhoustoun57yahoocom, vixenxfreezepop, Guest, Dark Angel of Sorrow Returns, guest, Thankunextbitch, jacpin2002, and Litschi!

Jennifer: I am going to continue it!

LaKessy: Magic wants a magic baby...no matter how messed up the parents are. But damn, could you imagine how powerful that would be? I mean, Hope's parents were an original and a pretty normal wolf (albeit, an alpha, but it wasn't ever really explored before hand) but imagine how big two of the most powerful witch bloodlines would come together as.

BonkaiFan4Life: You'd be right to think that's not all that magic wants of them ;)

Guest: Since that's the whole plan of this fic, you will for sure get that ;)

Bonnie grasped Kai's face, tugging his lips forward to meet hers. He seemed to be like putty in her hands, allowing her to move his neck just the right way. That is, up until he lunged forward. For a terrifying second, Bonnie thought that he was trying to get free, trying to break away, until the only thing he did was knock his teeth against hers, hungrily reaching forward for her. His tongue ran along the inside of her lips.

Bonnie had to give him A for effort. And damn, was he a good kisser. For a boy who had spent most of his life a psychopath, then the other most of it in a prison world, Bonnie truly wondered where he learned this? If he was naturally gifted, Bonnie may scream. It just wasn't fair that someone like Kai should be gifted with a tongue that made her feel weak at the knees, when no one got to experience it properly.

But that wasn't right, since Bonnie was in the process of having sex with him right now. She was going to reap these benefits. Thank god; it better be good.

Kai bit her lip, jerking her from her thoughts. He used his fangs too, which really hurt. Before she could draw back and scold him, he was licking the blood away. He was straining forward. He growled as Bonnie began to draw back.

She knew that Kai couldn't possibly take enough of her blood from her split lip to renew his strength, but she wasn't going to treat him that easily.

"We do this my way," She said firmly, finishing unbuttoning her top. She watched as Kai's eyes slowly trailed downward, resting on her bra. Usually, Bonnie would remind him where her eyes were, but in this situation, that was exactly where she wanted him looking.

She kicked off her heels. As much as the idea of sex with heels on intrigued Bonnie, now was not the time or place, specifically because she needed to crawl onto his lap.

She helped herself across his spread legs, bracing her hands on his arms as she slid in between the slots between his legs and the chair arms. She held herself above him for a second, watching as he tried not to twitch upwards.

Just to see how badly he wanted her.

She wanted him, as previously established, but it felt nice to be needed. No, it felt nice to hold the power over him.

She sat down, sliding her hands up his arms, over his shaking shoulders, up his face. She leaned forward, watching his jaw twitch. He was watching her intently. Like a cat after prey, his eyes steely and unwavering. She ghosted her left hand over his face, enjoying being unpredictable.

She let her other hand wander up into his hair, shorn short. Not too short though, just the right length. Just long enough for her fingers to card through it. If she were a normal girl, and he a normal boy, she might play with his hair. It was soft and she liked how it tickled her palms. She might do it after sex, in the afterglow as they lay panting, and he might kiss her forehead.

They weren't normal though.

Bonnie tightened her hand into a fist.

She pressed her pelvis down, whispering against his cheek.

"I know that hurting me always turned you on Kai," She murmured, recalling the look of pleasure that would cross his face as he was siphoning her, and those breathy moans he'd let out too, "But shall we see if it goes the other way?"

She tugged on the roots of his hair...violently.

Kai winced, but only with a sense of defeat, not pain. He bit his lip, a thin groan escaping his lips as he instantly hardened.

Bonnie preened.

"Oh, Malachai," She whispered, "You've just made this so much more fun."

Bonnie's hand on his cheek turned her long nails, digging them into his flesh, liking how tiny crescent-moons showed up. She thought about pressing harder, drawing skin, but perhaps another day.

"Are you going to actually fuck me, Bon?" Kai asked through clenched teeth.

"You getting antsy?" Bonnie teased, knowing how turned on he was right now, how painful it must be.

"You can't tell me you aren't too," Kai responded, though is voice was rough. She knew, though she wasn't sure how, that it was from his lust, not the fact he hadn't talked in years.

"Yes, but I can walk out of here."

"No you can't," Kai smirked, "Because you're free and a human. I was dessicated and I could feel it. It must have overwhelmed you. It must have felt like someone hammering in your brain, day after day," He let his head tip back, looking smug, "Can't relate to that. I only felt it on my peripheral."

Bonnie let her breath out unevenly. He had her there, but she'd be damned if she let him know that. She couldn't walk away. The need itched at her skin like fire ants crawling all over her, the heat so overpowering that she felt sweat starting to form on her skin.

"Must we talk?"

"Kettle black, Bonster, kettle black."

Bonnie paused for a second, reminding herself that she had the power above them here. Kai was chained and had no real movement. She was the one that was free, that much was true. As much as the feeling nearly suffocated her, she was the one that was deciding exactly how and when and what this was going to be.

Kai wasn't going to take that away from her.

"You're right," Bonnie agreed firmly.

Foreplay done. It's not like either of them needed it anyway. She could stick around, see how far she could push his pain, torture him a little. But if he got off on it, was it really torture, or was she just slipping into something good for him? Plus, why would she want to drag this on longer than possible?

Bonnie raised herself so she could unbuckle his pants. She was grateful it came off easily; the worst would be sitting there, fumbling with the metal clasp. Kai would make some smart-ass offer about untying his hands, she'd snap at him, and Sisyphus would just roll that boulder back up again. And again. And again.

It was too familiar of a tune, one Bonnie was frankly tired listening to.

She expected Kai to be difficult, to dig his heels in (metaphorically) and make her do all the work. She expected him to enjoy watching her struggle, but surprisingly, he lifted his hips to help Bonnie yank his pants off. They pooled around his ankles, and Kai breathed out a sigh of relief.

Yes, magic, Bonnie thought, she was going to get there.

"You need-," Kai started to ask, his face smooth, and it was almost a nice gesture. Bonnie shook her head, regretting it. He licked his lips, smug that she was already aroused. She couldn't hide the fact, as much as she momentarily wished she had. If he'd tried to help her off, he'd just find her already soaked anyway.

Bonnie wasn't trying to have an orgasam, as nice as it may be. She was trying to make a baby.

"It's not you," Bonnie said dryly, as untrue as it might be.

It was magic, she reminded herself. Her attraction to him was purely fabricated.

Luckily, Kai was hot. Bonnie wasn't blind. She knew this, she had watched how girls followed him around. If he was less of a rampaging murder, he probably could have gotten girls easily. Hell, he probably got them anyway.

Bonnie slid off her own underwear, tossing the slinky black number somewhere behind them. Oh, how she'd hemmed and hawed about what to wear. Did she wear a pair of ugly underwear, to show she did not care what Kai thought of her? Did she wear a sexy pair, to seduce him?

In the end, Bonnie couldn't let herself knowingly go to a hook-up with a pair of ratty cottons on, questionable sexual partner or not.

She hardly had to make sure he was ready. She rubbed her palm around it once, just to feel it, the size, prepare herself mentally. Kai didn't even have a witty quip, but he did have a choking sound he tried to hard to keep in.

Sliding him into her felt glorious. As she was shoving down, Kai jerked up as hard as he could, sheathing all the way inside her the first try.

Sitting completely in his lap, Bonnie breathed out. There was a second where neither moved, where Bonnie just let herself come awash with the feeling. All the years of their stupid cat and mouse game, those moments in the Prison World where Bonnie was a second away from being sure he was about to slam her against a wall and have her there or that she was maybe going to have him, all of that came barreling up to this moment.

The incessant annoyance of the magic lifted instantly. The buzz that had grown in the back of her brain as the days went on lessoned, her chest felt like it was finally free, her whole body didn't feel like it was melting off.

It didn't go away, not like Bonnie expected it would. It wasn't going to just let them go with getting to step 'A' of sex...it needed them to continue it, all the way to 'Z'.

"So Bonnie," Kai said, clearing out his throat, "Maybe you had questionably good education- who knows where the American Public School is at these days- but generally, and I'm just pointing this out, when two people hate each other very much and want to create a magic baby, you sort of have to move."

Bonnie was pissed she even let him finish that. His little speeches were one of the things that drove her up a wall.

"I know how sex works. I'm not a virgin," Bonnie growled back sorely. Sore because yeah, she was a little stiff. It had been awhile. Sore also because could Kai just shut the hell up and let the moment be? Not that they were having a moment, but it was the principal of it.

"Of course, and just statin' facts again, if I were untied, I could-,"

Bonnie thrusted against him, pulling herself up and letting herself drop back onto him, effectively silencing him.

"Your hips aren't tied down. You aren't at a strip club. You can do some work." Bonnie said, though she began to rotate her hips on Kai, unable to keep her own body from seeking the pleasure that she was feeling.

"I would usually ask you to say please too, you know," Kai said, twisting his manacled hands inward, angling them just so he could grasp her waist, shoving her down perfectly in time to his thrusts, "But I'll let you have this one, because Little Kai-,"

"Oh, god, just shut up," Bonnie said, kissing him hard, jerking on his roots again. Kai thrusted particularly hard, hitting her just right, just so that she was getting as much pleasure from this as he was.

He started taking the tempo, a bruising pace. His fingers dug into side; she's surely have evidence of this there in the morning, large handprints blooming colors across her side. He was relentless, it was almost painful. Just teetering the line, just so much so that Bonnie could tell the difference, and the difference was addicting.

"You know, I think you might get off on pain a little bit too," Kai whispered, "And that's okay. It's sexier."

Bonnie, on one hand, didn't even want to consider all the kids of fucked up this kid would be, having the two of them for parents.

The other half of her reminded that lots of people did kinky as hell things behind closed doors, and in general, most people turned out perfectly fine.

She never had to tell her future son or daughter that they were born out of a hatefuck. As far as her kids would know, their dad had tragically died. Kai was dead, that wasn't a lie. Tragically? Well, Bonnie had taken acting classes in high school. She was sure she could muster a fake tear if it was for her kid.

"I wasn't going to last very long," Kai said after a second, warning her.

"Fine," Bonnie said back, though she did have the crazy thought she wished that this was going to last longer. No, that was stupid. The whole point was to get him off as quick as possible, abscond with his semen inside of her, never see him again. The plan was easy.

Bonnie whimpered as she felt her own pleasure peak, likely helped by magic (and who ever said magic was an ass? Oh, right...her… Well, she recanted that. Magic was a bro, when it wanted to be), and Kai was a second later.

For every moment she'd been so careful about no one finishing inside of her, even with protection, she had a quick panic when she forgot where she was, what they were trying to do. Kai didn't, however, and firmly kept her sitting as deep as he could go. She half thought he was going to make some gross comment, ruin the mood, but he just breathed heavily as he finished inside of her.

Bonnie paused a little bit before arching off of him. A bit of his cum dripped down her leg, and Bonnie wiped it away with a bar napkin, scowling.

"You gunna take your bra off?" Kai asked as she tugged her skirt up to its proper place at her waist.

"No."

"C'mon, please?" Kai whined, "Give me nice image after that. Something to remember my baby's momma by."

Bonnie closed her eyes, "Don't remind me that you might have just sired a child."

Kai chuckled, eyes darting to her leg, "That might be hard for you to forget," He said, the evidence still leaking out of her. Bonnie swallowed back a comment, knowing he was just looking to get a rise out of her.

"It's easy," She finally said, unable to let that be the last comment, "In my mind, the father of my future child was Ryan Reynolds or Johnny Depp or Paul Rudd."

"So you like older men, eh?" Kai's eyes watched her every move, "That's probably why you're so obsessed with me."

Bonnie stuffed her things back into her bag, "Newsflash, I'm actually older now. I'm 26."

If Kai reacted to how long he'd been in here, he didn't show it.

"Nope!" The 'p' sound popped off his lips, "I'm 40-something, due to some great Prison World witchy-woo, I look as handsome as ever. Remember?"

"Ugg, that might make this worse."

Bonnie found where she'd flung her underwear, thinking that she might have to burn this after, since it would be ruined by the time she got back home.

"Wait!"

Kai's frantic tone made her pause. She turned, raising a single eyebrow.

"Can I have that? Serious."

"Why?" Bonnie started tugging it up her leg.

"Dunno, prove to people I had actual sex with Bonnie Bennett."

Bonnie scoffed. Who was he going to brag to?

"No," She said easily, "Yeah, no."

"Just...fine, a nice memento. You get a bouncing baby out of this, I get, what?"

"You had sex. That's your prize," Bonnie said, though paused with it half-way up her legs.

"Seriously. You're just going to leave here, let me dessciate again, raise our child, all until you need me for your next kid? Sounds like I'm getting the short stick." Kai argued.

"Excuse me, next child?" Bonnie almost barfed.

"Yes. Parkers multiply fast, didn't you see?" Kai said absolutely without a hint of humor, "And, if that's not a twinsie set inside you, you'll be back for that one. Maybe not right away, but eventually. And if it is? Well, magic likes spares."

"I cannot believe this," Bonnie hissed, though a part of her knew it to be true. She felt like tearing her hair out. How had she missed that jump of logic? Yes, already the magic was letting her be, but it obviously liked Kai. And part of liking Kai was liking Parkers. And part of liking Parkers was...multiples.

She would be back, even if she was pregnant.

Fucking fuck it all to hell.

She was never going to be free of him, was she?

Bonnie let her shoulders drop. Then, she did something she wasn't even sure why. After she gave Kai his promised blood bag, she snapped his neck with a flip of his wrist. Now that his head was lolling, she quickly put his pants up back around his waist, and then she dropped her underwear in his lap.

"Have fun," She said, turning out before he could wake up and goad her with anything else. She realized, once outside, that she hadn't turned the music back on. Oh well, it wasn't worth it, not entirely. Kai was still trapped, and that was what was important.

Once outside, the breeze tickling her bare thighs a little bit uncomfortably, she pulled out the ascendant.

Then, Bonnie popped back into her room, trying to not think about Kai under any circumstance. She lied to Elena about going out when she was invited to dinner, and instead sat on her bed, pillow under her legs, willing his seed to take root, so at the very least, she wouldn't have to go back there at least for another couple years.

But what if you want to?

She angrily shut down her conscious.

She'd just had great sex, she wasn't thinking right.

Once the haze of it had cleared, that line of thought would obviously be laughable.

So yes, that chapter was just smut, but I do have actual plans for a plot...well, somewhere in this story haha. I have no idea how long this will be. I have sorta half-baked ideas of where I want it to head. Hopefully now that I'm out for the summer, I'll have time to refine it and all.

Anyway, if you liked this part two, be sure to drop me a review telling me what you thought of it!