Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to The Vampire Diaries, TV show or books. However I decided to have a little play around with the characters (I would definitely like to play with Damon).
Sorry about the delay with this chapter. But with Christmas coming up, we've been visiting family and friends, writing Christmas cards (ugh!) etc... Hopefully the next chapter will be a little quicker and easier to write.
Warning for kinkiness, and Delena smut (among other things). Trust me it will make sense.
Ric was sat in his office grading papers when his cell rang. When he stared down at the caller ID and saw Damon's name appear, he sighed. Damon had warned him this call was coming and Ric wasn't looking forward to doing what he was going to do as he wasn't exactly an expert at compulsion. He'd tried it on Damon twice to practice and once on Jeremy. The reason it was going to be hard was due to him being against compulsion unless it was for a good purpose, and Ric sensed nothing good would come of rescuing Enzo, other than potentially getting found out as a vampire.
Ric picked up the phone and answered it. "Yeah!" he said flatly.
"We found Aaron." Damon's voice sounded practically chipper. "He's currently at Whitmore house right now, all ready to ask you to step over the threshold, compulsion free."
"You really think he'll invite me in?" Ric rubbed his forehead.
"You're one of the professors, of course he will." Damon replied.
"And why am I asking him to invite me in?" Ric asked.
"Lie, cheat, steal Ric." Damon said. "I dunno, make something up. Tell him you've come to talk about what's her name..." Damon started.
"Megan." Ric interrupted.
"Yeah her. Tell him you're part of the school paper and you found out he knew her, or something." Damon suggested.
"You're good at this you know." Ric shook his head.
"What's that?" Damon asked.
"Lying!" Ric snapped.
"When you've been a vampire for almost a hundred and fifty years, you'll find you're skills at lying will also be exceptional Ric, because in order to survive, you have no choice but to lie." Damon explained.
"And how does Elena feel about that?" Ric asked.
"Elena is a no lie zone." Damon told him smoothly. "She knows all of my deep and darkest secrets." he said.
"And she's still with you?" Ric laughed. "I just don't get what she sees in you."
"That's because you haven't had sex with me." Damon told him in a smug but matter of fact voice.
"Too much information." Ric shuddered. "Can we get back to the Aaron part?" he asked.
"Oh yes. Aaron Witless." Damon sighed. "If you head over there right now, we'll follow." he said.
"And nobody will think that is suspicious at all." Ric said sarcastically.
"Look, you just get in. Leave the rest to me!" Damon snapped as he hung up.
Ric arrived at Whitmore house feeling nervous. Unlike Damon, he wasn't practiced at lying, and he was not even sure he was happy compelling someone to let his friends into the house. As much as he trusted everyone else, he knew it wouldn't take much for one of his friends to kill the poor kid. Damon being pissed off at the Whitmore family, Stefan going on a ripper bender, or even himself. Right now he didn't even trust his own vampire side.
Ever since Ric had come back from the dead, he'd felt this insatiable hunger, which made him want to feed on every living person he met. He hadn't fed on anyone since the first few nights back, as he knew he could easily kill them, and none of his friends were strong enough to pull him back from the edge. Instead he survived on blood bags, which was fine when he was only around vampires and with people he knew. Being face to face with a human stranger in a one on one situation, was something he'd tried to avoid, as he was scared of the temptation. This was something he'd kept to himself as he didn't want to burden anyone with his problems. They had enough to deal with as it was.
So when he knocked on the door and it was opened by a young looking blonde haired guy, Ric almost wished Aaron wouldn't invite him in.
"Err...Can I help you?" Aaron asked.
"Aaron Whitmore?" Ric replied.
"Who's asking?" Aaron raised an eyebrow.
"My name is Professor Alaric Saltzman. I teach Occult Studies." Ric told him, holding out his college ID. "I was wondering if I could have a couple of minutes of your time."
"I'm Aaron." Aaron introduced himself reluctantly. "What's it about?" he asked suspiciously.
"It's about Megan King." Ric replied. "I believe she was a friend of yours." he said.
"Yeah I knew her." Aaron nodded.
"I know this um...might sound rude." Ric said nervously. "But I feel a little uncomfortable talking about this on your front porch." he frowned, hoping it would prompt Aaron to invite him in.
"Yeah I guess." Aaron nodded opening the door wider. "Come on inside." he said, much to Ric's relief.
Damon had ensured everyone was strategically placed to be able to see what happened at Whitmore house when Ric went to find Aaron. He was sat on the grass across the square with Elena, Stefan and Caroline, looking like normal students studying, apart from Damon who looked as if he was basking in the sunshine; when in fact he was keeping an eye on his phone, waiting for a text from Ric to say he was in and Aaron was compelled.
Five minutes after Ric had gone inside, Damon received at text saying Aaron was compelled was ready to invite them in. the chatter had already stopped and everyone looked at Damon expectantly, waiting to find out if the text was from Ric.
"We're good to go." Damon told them as they cleared their books away and stood up, brushing the grass from their clothes.
Damon kept an eye out for anyone who looked suspicious as they approached Whitmore house. They walked up the steps and knocked on the door. It was immediately opened by the blonde haired student Elena recognized from Megan's shrine.
"Damon Salvatore." Aaron said with a vacant expression on his face.
"That's me." Damon held his hand up and smiled.
"Please come in." Aaron said as Damon stepped over the threshold, testing it with his boot first.
"And that's just how easy it is." Damon grinned stepping inside the house and joining Ric.
"Elena Gilbert." Aaron looked blankly at the group. "Please come in."
"Okay." Elena replied walking straight into the house and next to Damon.
"Stefan Salvatore, please come in." Aaron offered as Stefan joined them in the hall. "Caroline Forbes, please come inside." he finished as Caroline stepped inside.
"No what?" Ric frowned as Aaron turned to look at the group in confusion.
"Why did I ask you to come in?" Aaron asked.
Damon took hold of Aaron's shoulders and looked him in the eyes. "Do you know Dr. Maxfield?" he asked.
"Yes." Aaron replied. "He's my guardian." he said as Damon turned to look at the rest of the group.
"Interesting." Damon sighed before turning back to Aaron. "Do you know anything about the Augustine society?" he asked.
"No." Aaron replied.
"Good, I think that might have just saved your life." Damon said quietly, earning him a glare from Elena. "Do you know if there are any meetings due here to be hosted by Dr. Maxfield?" he asked.
"There's one on Monday." Aaron told him.
"Great!" Damon grinned. "Now forget this ever happened. You didn't see us today and you never invited us in. You studied alone all afternoon." he told him.
"I studied alone all afternoon and I never saw any of you or remember inviting you in." Aaron said blankly.
"Well, thank you for your kind hospitality." Damon grinned. "Been nice not meeting you." he said opening the door and checking outside to see if anyone was around. When he was sure the coast was clear he turned to the others. "Let's go." he said as they left and headed back to Caroline and Bonnie's dorm.
When they all, except Ric who'd gone back to his office to continue grading papers, arrived back at the dorm, they found Bonnie alone. As she wasn't a vampire, she wouldn't need and invite, which was why she hadn't gone with them to visit Aaron. Bonnie was supposed to be studying, but instead she was sat staring at her phone at a text message she'd just received.
"What's wrong Bonnie?" Elena asked when she saw the expression of concern on Bonnie's face.
"Jer's not coming this weekend." Bonnie swallowed. "Tyler is back in Mystic Falls and he's in need of some male bonding time." she said.
"But I thought..." Elena stopped, she didn't know whether Caroline was aware Tyler was starting college again, or even if Matt had got it wrong. Jeremy wouldn't lie to Bonnie about this, so she assumed Tyler must have changed his mind. "Nothing she shook her head."
"Tyler is meant to be starting college on Monday." Caroline told Bonnie. "He's supposed to be moving in this weekend." she said.
"So why would Jer lie?" Bonnie asked.
"Maybe Tyler changed his mind?" Elena suggested.
"Maybe." Bonnie frowned.
"Maybe he's helping Lockwolf move in, but didn't want to say anything in case he was accused of taking his sides." Damon shrugged. "Or maybe he thought you might turn up with Blondie."
"Why would he take Tyler's side?" Elena frowned.
"Oh I don't know. Maybe because he hates Klaus?" Damon suggested as Caroline winced. "Hey I'm not judging Blondie." Damon assured her.
"That's comforting." Caroline sucked her cheeks in and folded her arms.
"But Little Gilbert does sometimes get a little judgy, and might have sided with his buddy." Damon said.
"Damon!" Elena frowned.
"He does!" Damon argued back. "Lockwolf is one of his friends, unlike Blondie. Little Gilbert also hates Klaus. Of course he's going to side with his buddy."
"So why lie to me?" Bonnie asked.
"Because you'll get all judgy about his judginess." Damon explained. "Guilt complex."
"But staying with Tyler is the same thing." Stefan said.
"No it's not." Caroline shook her head. "Damon's right. Being there for Tyler doesn't mean he has to agree with his predicament. Lying and pretending to be helping him with male bonding time if he's actually helping Tyler move in, is because he's siding with Tyler." she sighed.
"Well it's either that or he's screwing the wait staff at the grill." Damon shrugged. "Just hope he's doing it to avoid the conflict of Lockwolf interests."
"Tactful." Bonnie nodded as Elena glared at Damon.
"I think that might be my cue to go take Ric a bottle of bourbon to thank him for his hard work." Damon grimaced as Elena nodded. "Stefan, you coming with me?" he asked as Stefan tilted his head over to Caroline, who was struggling to hold back the tears.
"I think Caroline and I will go for a little walk." Stefan said.
"Fine, suit yourself." Damon shrugged before turning to Bonnie. "Well since the cat is away, I think the mouse should come out to play. Fancy some psychic bonding time later with me and Elena?" he asked saucily.
"I...I..." Bonnie's face fell.
"Damon, just go and see Ric." Elena told him wearily. "I'll deal with Bonnie and Stefan can look after Caroline." she said giving Damon a knowing stare as her eyes flashed over so quickly to Stefan and Caroline, that Damon barely registered the look, however he realized exactly what she meant.
"I'll go and help him grade papers." Damon shrugged. "I'm more qualified to teach Occult Studies than he is." he added as he went over to Elena and kissed her. "Text me when you're ready." he said.
"I will." Elena smiled as Damon left to go to see Ric.
"I'll take you over to mine." Stefan told Caroline as he stood up. "Damon has a better alcohol stash than you do here." he said as Caroline nodded, standing up.
"See you later." Caroline said to Elena and Bonnie who waved goodbye while she and Stefan headed back to Damon and Elena's house.
Elena waited to make sure everyone had left before turning to Bonnie and taking her hand. She took tissue from the box nearby and handed it to her friend. Dealing with Bonnie and Jeremy issues was usually Caroline's job as Elena wasn't deemed to be neutral. But on this occasion as it was Tyler related, Elena had inherited the job. Plus Caroline was still upset over Tyler.
"Maybe he's trying to protect your feelings." Elena sighed. "Do you agree with what Caroline did?" she asked.
"It doesn't matter whether I agree with what she did or not, she's my friend." Bonnie hiccuped.
"Exactly." Elena shrugged. "If Jer has sided with Tyler on this, he's not going to want to get stuck in the middle of it all." she said.
"I know that." Bonnie sighed. "But he didn't have to lie about it." she said sadly.
"Let me check." Elena said, getting her phone out of her pocket. "If Tyler is moving back, then we'll know Jer is lying."
"Who are you texting?" Bonnie asked.
"Matt." Elena smiled. "I'm sure he'll tell us whether Tyler is moving back or not." she smiled as she clicked send.
By the time Elena had gotten a reply from Matt, confirming Tyler was indeed moving back in over the weekend, Bonnie was feeling a little better. If Jeremy was helping Tyler, he was probably lying to make sure he didn't put Bonnie in an awkward situation. However, that didn't mean he was completely off the hook. It was decided, if Tyler really was moving in, Elena and Bonnie would do some snooping on Tyler and find out if Jeremy was there, although she hadn't decided whether to confront him or not. In the meantime, Elena had talked Bonnie into creating the psychic link that afternoon as they didn't have lectures to go to. Elena's suggestion was for Bonnie to get extremely drunk and to see how that affected Damon and Elena. With the prospect of giving Damon a hangover, even if only for a couple of hours, Bonnie agreed.
Elena called Stefan to tell him the three of them were going to try a psychic link and it would be better if they stayed away from the house for a while. He and Caroline agreed to come back to the dorm and maybe go out for the evening while they conducted their experiment to ensure Bonnie could learn without distraction.
Bonnie knew to prepare herself for what was to come. They'd spoken to Jo and discussed in more detail what Bonnie could expect to experience if they linked themselves together. Depending on how strong she was, and whether she had the right motivations, Bonnie could shut out almost all of the experiences except for one sensory reception. Jo told them she didn't know if this was a fixed sense or one of choice, however they they decided to take their chance.
As smell was one of the senses involved, they having figured sex while Bonnie was linked might not be entirely out of the question. Damon was even convinced sex would be a great motivation for Bonnie to learn control of the linked psychic senses. Jo had warned them the motivation needed to initially be extremely strong for Bonnie to learn how to block images, taste, sound, smell, thought, touch and being touched. Damon's suggested nothing would motivate Bonnie more to block out all senses except smell than Damon and Elena having fun while she worked on blocking the link, which they agreed was a fair assessment. Being able to hone in on what senses to block would be useful when rescuing Enzo as it would allow her to concentrate on the necessary senses involved instead of being overwhelmed by every vampire emotion and sense. Therefore Bonnie and Elena reluctantly agreed. They figured if Bonnie blocked out every sense except smell, which wouldn't be as obvious to her human nose as a vampire's sexual scent was slightly different to a human one, and Bonnie wouldn't recognize it, she would be fine to do whatever she wanted while Damon and Elena could indulge in their own activities. Damon and Elena also agreed, if Bonnie couldn't control the link and wanted them to stop, they would. Elena wanted to be clear Bonnie was consenting to what they were doing as it could result in her having another one of those magnificent orgasms she'd had in the club, except this time in private.
Bonnie agreed she was still on board with the idea as they wanted to know if the blocking could be a two way thing. They figured it could prove useful later in the pregnancy if Bonnie was able to hone in her skills with this type of magic. To get through this, Bonnie decided to perform some simple blocking spells to disconnect the psychic links one by one. Jo had warned them, the more overloaded Bonnie's senses became, the harder it would be to perform spells to block out the senses. Which was why sex was the most logical idea as Damon and Elena would initially take things slow, allowing Bonnie to individually block out each sense.
When it was agreed, they decided to make sure they fed and had Damon and Elena's house to themselves, where Bonnie would stay in her usual room in the opposite wing. There she would block everything out. When she received a text to let them know she was finished, Bonnie was going to get very drunk to see how it affected Damon and Elena. As vampires only ever got lightly buzzed, this was something Damon and Elena were definitely looking forward to, although the inevitable hangover wasn't. Fortunately, as soon as the twelve hours were up, Damon and Elena's hangover would disappear. Unfortunately, Bonnie's wouldn't, which was why she'd agreed to drink vampire blood once they felt better.
Once they'd performed the simultaneous feed and blood sharing, they all went back to the house. Bonnie took her iPod and a bottle of bourbon to bed with her, while Damon and Elena headed for their room. Bonnie closed her eyes and focused on all of her senses as she watched Damon and Elena walk into their bedroom.
The first sense Bonnie was determined to get rid of was sight. There was no way she wanted to watch her friend having sex with her boyfriend. Once they closed the door, Bonnie felt a surge of power as they rushed into each other's arms, which was crazy as she knew she wasn't inhabiting their bodies because she was watching them. When Damon and Elena's lips met, Bonnie felt it. She wondered it she was experiencing what Elena felt, possibly because of the connection to the baby or because she and Elena were of the same gender. What Bonnie felt and saw was the most wonderful kiss she'd ever experienced. Now she understood why Elena couldn't keep her hands off of Damon.
"Shut up Bonnie!" Bonnie heard Elena's thoughts, which she tried to block. This was a two way street and they would need to block out what she was thinking. Bonnie grabbed her grimoire to find a mind reading blocking spell. "Great idea." Elena told her as Bonnie concentrated on the spell which fortunately only required candles; which were in abundance in her bedroom.
As soon as the spell was cast, Bonnie felt the link disappear. The spell she'd cast should work both ways, meaning Damon and Elena wouldn't have a clue what she was thinking. Confident she could block out any sensory reception, Bonnie next wanted to focused on sight, however she realized there was a purpose to the endeavor, and she needed to feel connected to Damon too, and for that she'd need sight.
Instead, the next sense she focused on was sound. The less information she was getting, the better, but she had to retain the essential ones for the time being. Bonnie flicked through her grimoire and managed to adjust a blocking spell, to get rid of sound, which worked immediately. Next she focused on Damon, who was stroking Elena's cheek, when suddenly her fingers could feel Elena's skin even though her hands were empty. Bonnie focused on Elena once more, immediately distracted by how good it felt the way Damon was touching her. As she looked, she saw a man who she recognized to be Damon, but this wasn't the Damon Bonnie knew, this was the Damon Elena knew. Gone was the icy cold look in his piercing blue eyes. He looked at Elena with a warmth and love Bonnie couldn't fathom. His eyes were heavy with lust, but there was a gentleness Bonnie had never witnessed before. This was the man who was going to become a father and a husband, not the sarcastic vampire. In that moment Bonnie finally understood what Elena saw in Damon. And surprisingly, Damon was allowing Bonnie to see this side of him.
Bonnie was aware Damon was incredibly good looking, but his personality had this ability to make him very unattractive. It was also clear they had good sex, the entire household knew that. Bonnie herself had to a degree experienced some of it. Yet Bonnie had never seen inside their private little world. Only glimpses from what they showed to the world. Damon looked at Elena like no man had ever looked at her, or probably ever would. Bonnie wondered if it was a vampire thing, as apparently they had heightened emotions. For once in her life, Bonnie was beginning to question the pro's and cons of a vampire boyfriend over a human boyfriend.
She shook her head at this notion. Bonnie was with Jeremy, although he had put Tyler above her this weekend, but that was what friends did. Bonnie was trying to use distraction as a tool to block out the psychic link, but she realized quite quickly only magic could create the block, therefore she resorted back to her grimoires. She needed to focus on blocking the feel of Damon's hand on her skin, which wasn't as easy as she expected it would be, in fact she found out at that point she couldn't sever the tie.
Deciding to try eliminating another easier sense so she could focus on the harder ones, so she opted for taste. Sight, touch and experience were going to be the hardest, so getting rid of taste meant she would be able to concentrate on those spells a little better. Bonnie cast the spell and felt the link sever, like a ribbon being cut. Every time she experienced this, she felt more distant from them in some respects, but she then suddenly realized her problem, the remaining senses were becoming more intense. She should have cut the visuals and experience first. But she'd come to that soon.
Suddenly Bonnie was distracted by Elena removing Damon's shirt. Bonnie's jaw nearly dropped. Jeremy had a fantastic body, thanks to the hunters curse. Damon's on the other hand was much leaner, however there was a certain masculinity in it which Jeremy didn't at that point possess. Bonnie put it down to Damon being somewhere in his mid twenties when he was turned, which gave him a man's body.
Elena ran her fingers up Damon's chest, allowing Bonnie to feel the contours of his muscles and softness of his skin. Elena then went to kiss Damon's chest, and his scent engulfed Bonnie. This was the one sense she was supposed to keep, but it was no less erotic than the scene unfolding in front of her eyes and taking over her remaining senses. That was also the point Bonnie realized she had moved closer to them, without moving at all.
When they first started, she was at least ten feet away, but now she was less than six feet. It was as if every time she cut a sense, the was being drawn closer to them. This would prove interesting and useful when rescuing Enzo, but not while trying to sever ties while Damon and Elena were sharing an intimate moment. However, Bonnie was able to make a note of what she was doing. In fact she'd been documenting everything as she went along.
The problem started when heat began to pool in the pit of her stomach. Bonnie wasn't sure why, because Damon and Elena were clearly taking things very slowly. In fact, other than Damon's semi nudity, there was nothing in front of her which she hadn't seen before. Damon and Elena kissed all of the time as they were openly extremely affectionate and didn't care who saw. But this was different, this would lead to something other than a cup of coffee or a glass of blood.
Bonnie had to do something quickly, therefore she started to concentrate on the spell for eliminating the sense of touch. This time the spell was much harder to cast than the previous ones, but when it was done, she felt a sense of relief. She could feel Damon touching her, but not the other way around. For now she could cope with that as it left only three senses left, sight, experience and smell.
The next sense Bonnie focused on was sight. Out of sight out of mind, she thought as she felt Damon's lips on her neck, further fueling the heat in the pit of her stomach. At least if she couldn't see them, she could imagine it was Jeremy kissing her, although her now heightened sense of smell would tell her otherwise. Suddenly Bonnie felt a sharp pain on her neck. It was so realistic she lifted her hand to see if there was blood, but there was nothing. Instead she could see Damon had pierced Elena's neck and was feeding from her. Then to her surprise, Elena did the same with Damon. Bonnie knew this should have grossed her out, but not only did it visually look erotic, it felt unbelievably good in ways she couldn't describe.
Bonnie knew they were seeing and feeling things she couldn't as her thoughts were no longer merged with theirs, however what Bonnie could tell she was experiencing was love, in ways she'd never known. Her feelings for Jeremy paled in comparison, although that wasn't entirely a surprise. Out of curiosity, Bonnie focused on Damon for a moment, only to find the feeling was just as intense for him as it was for Elena. Now Bonnie understood why the shared blood, it was erotic, but not entirely sexual. It was for the emotional connection and it was beautiful. Bonnie wanted to enjoy it as she knew this would be her one time of experiencing something similar to how a vampire felt during the act, unless she became on herself and found her own soulmate. Bonnie knew she shouldn't but she wanted to feel love that powerful for a little longer, however Damon and Elena made the decision for her, as they separated and kissed. At this point, Bonnie was thankful for lack of taste, the thought of blood in her mouth almost brought her back to her own senses, but it wasn't enough.
Bonnie knew she had to get rid of another sense, which she decided had to be sight and quickly. The heat building inside her was becoming a distraction, making performing spells a little more difficult. Bonnie had already tried to get rid of experience, but it hadn't worked, however that had been when she'd had other senses to deal with. So sight was the next best thing, maybe then experience would be easier. She concentrated hard, the spell taking longer than it should to perform due to her physical distractions, but eventually she managed it. Fortunately before Damon and Elena were naked. If she hadn't have managed it in time, she would have text them and put a stop to the whole thing.
The next thing Bonnie felt were kisses down her chest and wet lips on her breasts, causing her nipples to pebble. Bonnie knew she didn't have long, her concentration levels probably had enough time for a spell and a text, depending on Damon's skill levels, which were apparently the gold standard. Bonnie knew there was a cut off point, and if she didn't make it, there was a chance she was going to experience the whole thing. She desperately needed to get rid of experience, if not she might manage smell as that was one of the simplest spells a witch could perform, and sometimes one of the most useful. That spell a witch performed on a daily basis, every time they had to go past garbage, or someone who had bad body odor, or anything they found unpleasant. Therefore if she lost control, at least she could disassociate the experience with Damon and Elena and just imagine it was her and Jeremy.
Bonnie pulled one of Jeremy's t-shirts from her drawer. One he hadn't wore long enough to make it unpleasant to smell, instead it had an air about it so she could smell him, although right now all she could smell was Damon and Elena. She put the t-shirt to her nose, but to no avail, her entire surroundings were engulfed by their scent. But that was no longer the problem.
Suddenly Bonnie realized she was laying down. She could no longer see what was happening, she could only feel it and smell it. Bonnie no longer seemed to have any control over her body. Instead she now knew what had happened. She was feeling and experiencing whatever was happening to Elena, even down to her body movements. It was at that moment Bonnie realized it was too late to stop anything. She just had to lay back and either enjoy it, or endure it. Therefore Bonnie tried to pull Jeremy's t-shirt over her nose and perform the one spell she was supposed to keep, smell. She broke the link, but she couldn't bring Jeremy's t-shirt any closer, so she'd have to think of something else instead.
Once the final tie she could cut loose was gone, it set her free of their scent, unfortunately it simply increased the sexual sensations running throughout her body. No matter how much she tried to concentrate on Jeremy, his face never came to her mind. Therefore instead she tried to use her psychic powers on herself. She'd foreseen Damon being Elena's soulmate, could she see the man in her own future. Maybe one who could make her feel as good as she was feeling now.
As she concentrated, an image popped into her mind. She was in a log cabin, a man's arms wrapped around her body, surrounded by a familiar yet unfamiliar scent, which was the most wonderful smell in the world. Lips touched her temple and she felt at home in his arms. He whispered into her ear, although she couldn't make out any words, nor even the tone of his voice. Bonnie just knew she loved it, like she loved him. In the corner of the room she noticed a guitar, which was odd as the only person she knew who played the guitar was Stefan, and it wasn't his.
Whoever this man was, she hadn't met him yet, but he was her soulmate. She closed her eyes and concentrated harder. Bonnie couldn't see him, only feel him. His lips were making their way down her her body, she knew where they were heading, exactly where she wanted them to be. It didn't matter who he was, she trusted him with her life, her body and her soul. Therefore she settled down and relaxed into her first experience with her soulmate.
Damon's mouth was on Elena's nub, sending jolts of electricity through her body. They'd taken things slowly to allow for Bonnie to disconnect five of the six senses, each time feeling the link sever, although they couldn't exactly tell which senses Bonnie had cut ties with. Once they were practically free of the link and having no text from Bonnie to tell them to stop, they knew she must have been successful, which meant they could continue as usual, not that Damon would have stopped by this point. He was desperate for her and had stopped her from taking him in her mouth, telling her he needed to be inside her, and that would only delay what he truly wanted.
As soon as Elena felt Damon's fingers inside her she knew she was going to fall over the edge within seconds. His lips had been building her up as it seemed he'd been kissing every part of her body; including her breasts, which for a change weren't sore, meaning Damon took full advantage.
Elena felt the heat inside her just begin to tip over, at the same time she grabbed hold of Damon's hair and pressed him to her nub, where he worked his fingers, tongue and lips furiously to give her the relief she she needed.
"Fuck...Damon..." she screamed as her orgasm ripped through her body. Her heated core began to spasm as wave after wave of a hot numb pleasure engulfed her body, starting from her core. Damon continued to frantically pump his fingers inside her, as she arched her back and body went rigid, rendering her incapable of coherent thought or sound.
Soon, the contractions inside her core began to slowly subside, and she started to relax her body, which was shaking a little from the intensity of her climax. Damon stopped what he was doing and climbed up her body, kissing her stomach and chest on the way until he reached her mouth, allowing her to taste herself. As soon as their lips touched, Damon pushed himself inside her, deliciously stretching her and filling her.
Slowly at first, their hips moved in unison, however the pace soon picked up. There was no time for multiple positions, their need for each other was emotional as much as it was physical. For that, they reserved the plain old vanilla, to allow them to enjoy the other emotions and sensations they were experiencing. Damon ghosted his fingers down Elena's body, sending shivers down her spine. She knew where his hand was heading as she could tell from his frantic movements he was close to his own release. Elena wrapped one leg around his waist, while she dug her nails into the other cheek of his behind, something he enjoyed immensely. The smell of his blood hit her nostrils, which only further increased the heat building up once again inside her.
Damon slid his hand between them and began to massage Elena's nub with a deliberate precision, designed for a quick impact. "Come for me." he whispered seductively into Elena's ear as her body responded almost on cue.
"Oh my god...Damon...Damon...aargh!" she cried as she clung onto him for dear life, as he took her on a rollercoaster ride of pleasure. She felt the telltale pinpricks of him biting into her neck, which only heightened the pulsating heat inside her core, which Damon's length was stroking, sending her to further dizzying heights. Her body shivered just before her back arched and she went rigid, all the while, milking his shaft, enabling him to find his own release.
"Elena...fuck...ah!" he growled as he screwed his face up in the cute expression Elena loved to see when he climaxed. It always gave her a sense of overwhelming pleasure to know how good he felt, and that look told her all she needed to know. As she felt the release of his warm seed inside her, his body began to relax and his head collapsed into the crook of Elena's neck, while they both began to regain their strength.
Bonnie lay on her bed exhausted for a moment. The experience had been the most intense thing she'd ever felt in her life. Although she knew deep down she'd only experienced what Elena had, she also suspected there was more to it than that. The soulmate connection she'd felt between Damon and Elena had allowed her to see something of her own future love. What had concerned her was when she felt the bite on her neck. She knew it must have been Damon biting down on Elena, but did that also mean her soulmate was a vampire? She hoped not as the thought of having sex with a vampire made her feel wary, even after what she'd just experienced. It was nice to imagine the pleasure one could give her, and if what she'd just felt was anything to go by, it was almost worth it. But deep down her morals were completely against being with a vampire. She'd never trust a vampire with her life like she felt in her vision.
For now it was time to put all of that to the back of her mind and opt for the second part of the experiment. Bonnie was going to get extremely drunk, and see how it affected Damon and Elena. She poured herself a glass of bourbon and drank it down in one, wincing at the strong taste. It immediately went straight to her head, so she put some music on and decided to go through her grimoire to see if she could find a better blocking spell for experiencing sensations, as that was the one they needed to eliminate above all others.
The Steroline story will be addressed, but there is a reason for this chapter to be this way. It may have seemed OOC for Bonnie, Elena and Damon to have done what they did, but they do sometimes go to extremes, and this was something they believed they could control, which got out of hand, although Bonnie was able to channel it and see something in her own future.
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