Like A Man Possessed

By: Tracy Cook

Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to the creators of Vampire Diaries.

Couple: Bonnie/Damon

Rating: M

Warning : This fic will have serial killer Damon in it. And lots of murder and violence and smut!

Chapter Fifteen

Like Puzzle Pieces

'And I Have To Speculate, That God Himself,

Did Make Us Into Corresponding Shapes, Like Puzzle Pieces From Clay.'

Miles and miles of flat farmland was all that he could see. There were no buildings. There were no hills or mountains or skyscrapers, just flat grass, barrels of hay, and the occasional cow.

Damon had never been one of those people who wanted to escape the hectic city life and move out into the country. He loved the crowds, he loved the people, he loved the towering buildings and the anonymity. He liked walking the streets and never seeing the same face twice. He liked the fact that very few people knew his name.

He wasn't exactly an outdoorsy person. He liked his nice furniture, his expensive rugs and clothes, his alcohol, and socializing. Sitting out on a deck and sipping on coffee as he watched his kids run around in the yard with their dog wasn't a life he ever wanted.

Now, he didn't know what he wanted.

'Bonnie and I sitting on the deck watching the sunset as the kiddos run around in the yard could be nice...' The thought baffled him. Damon Salvatore had never planned to get married or settle down with someone. He had expected to be going to the bar into his late fifties, picking up single women, and drinking himself into oblivion. He had never wanted children. Taking care of himself was more responsibility than he could handle, let alone taking care of children. 'And I couldn't have kids or get married anyway, not with this thing inside of me.'

It was easy to forget the darkness lurking beneath his skin when he was in control of his body.

It was easy to convince himself that it was over and it wouldn't happen again.

But, he knew that it would.

"Fifty miles of flat and boring." Damon lent his head back against the seat and stared down at Bonnie, his eyes widening as he said the word 'boring.'

Bonnie could tell that he wasn't a fan of Kansas. She could understand. When she was younger, all she ever wanted to do was get out and go somewhere big and exciting, like New York City or California. She had wanted to make a name for herself, be a well-known artist. Her dream had always been to travel the world. Being back was nice though. It made her realize just how badly she missed the simplicity of the country. The quietness. The warmth.

It made her miss the days of sipping coffee with her grams on the deck as they talked about boys, school, and magic. She regretted not listening to her grams when she told her about her powers back then. She could have learnt so much from her.

"It's better than a prison cell." Bonnie said with a smile up at him.

"True." Damon agreed. He would take the boring countryside over a dark prison cell any day.

"Turn right up here." She said.

Her heart was racing anxiously the closer that they got to her grams' house. She was excited and nervous to let the other people in to her life. This was a huge part of her childhood and her world and she didn't like sharing personal things with people. 'But... I want to share them with him...'

Kol turned onto a long dirt road. It twisted up a small hill toward a large white two-story house. There was a shed beside the house for farm equipment and gardening tools. Her grams had always loved gardening. She said that being a witch made someone almost one with nature. She said that she could feel the life flowing through the plants. Bonnie had always teased her about it. She wished she could go back and tell her grams that she believed her and she didn't think she was crazy.

"This is your grams' house?" Damon asked. His blue eyes wide as they got closer to the house. It was beautiful and nothing like he had been expecting.

"Yeah. She owns all of this land actually. Even the pond just behind the house." Bonnie's voice trailed off and she noticed she had just referred to the property as her grams' property. "Or I guess I own it now..."

He delivered a gentle squeeze to her hand and flashed her a genuine smile. Those smiles were rare. Damon was always playing around and smirking like he had something devious on his mind. These sincere smiles meant everything to Bonnie. They told her that he actually cared about her well-being. That he understood what she was going through and he knew how much it hurt her. That he was always there for her.

"Not what you were expecting?" She asked with a knowing smile.

"Well, I don't see a barn." Damon teased with a lopsided grin. "Or chickens. So that's a plus."

Bonnie laughed and shook her head at him. There was something about people from New York assuming that people in Kansas lived on farms and took care of animals all day. She personally blamed the Wizard of Oz. One time she had told a girl in one of her classes that she was from Kansas and she asked, "Is it really black and white there?"

They all piled out of the car.

As Damon pulled the car door open and he stepped out into the grass he was immediately assaulted with the fresh air. The city air was polluted and filled with the scent of trash, urine, and smoke. This was different. The wind was warm against his skin in contrast to the bitter cold of New York City. It enveloped his body and tussled his hair. It made him feel safe. There was also the beautiful scent of water and flowers carrying along the breeze.

He was quickly starting to understand the appeal of the countryside.

Closing his eyes, he lent his head back and took in everything. To him, it didn't just feel like a brand new day, it felt like a brand new life.

Emerald eyes were filled with a mix of emotion as she watched him intensely. He looked like a new man. She found it difficult to believe that the man who was laughing and climbing the drumsticks a day ago, and was now standing with his eyes closed and a smile on his lips, was the same man who was drowning in a bottle of bourbon and attempting to toss himself from a bridge only days prior.

Seeing him this way caused her heart to swell and break at the same time.

Because, she knew that it wouldn't last.

Escaping reality for a little while was possible, but eventually it would catch up to them. Eventually the darkness would return and he would break again. They still had the police looking for them and even if they were safe for now, they would eventually piece together that it was Bonnie who helped him escape and then they would come and check at her grams' house.

They were safe for the moment, but not forever.

'But for now he just needs to enjoy life... These are the moments that will keep him fighting...' Bonnie thought with a loving smile.

Damon reached behind his back and he pulled his dark t-shirt over his head, tossing it on the hood of the car. Next, he kicked off his shoes. All of the others were looking at him like he was crazy as he started to unbutton his jeans and push them off, throwing them on the hood as well. Now he was standing in only his briefs. He turned to face Bonnie who was trying her hardest not to look over his body and to focus on his eyes. She was blushing brightly and her heart was racing. The last thing she had expected was for him to strip down in the front yard.

"What are you doing, Damon?" Bonnie asked, her eyes momentarily traveling along his toned abdomen toward his happy trail. She chewed on her bottom lip as she recalled what they had been doing at her apartment complex. She tried not to allow her eyes to travel further south, but she failed.

'Fuck. What is it about him? I'm never this way! I just want him all the time! Gah!'

"You said there's a pond, right Bon-Bon?" Damon asked with a raise of his brows and a mischievous glint in his blue eyes.

"Yeah. Behind the house."

He started to walk toward the back of the house with the others following close behind. Damon knew that they had to face reality eventually. They would have to go inside and start to discuss what they planned to do and how to find whatever was possessing him. He just wasn't ready to delve into the darkness yet. He wanted to enjoy the day. The sun was shining down on them and it was the perfect temperature. He could feel the grass beneath his toes, tickling the bottom of his feet.

"Where are you going, Damon?" Bonnie called after him. Exchanging confused looks with Kol and Stefan who were following the other man as well.

"I'm going to take a little dip." Damon stated with a playful pop of the p.

Kol was now smiling like a madman as he reached behind his back and started to pull his t-shirt over his head. He hadn't been swimming in far too long and he loved it. He kicked his shoes and pants off, leaving them in the grass and then he ran to catch up with Damon who was already dipping his toes in the water.

Once again, Stefan and Bonnie found themselves standing on the sidelines watching the two act like children. They had so many things that needed to be discussed, the police were after them, and all that they wanted to do was play around. 'Maybe it wouldn't hurt to let loose and just have a little fun for a while longer... We can worry tomorrow... I just love to see him laughing and smiling again...'

"Don't they know how many parasites are swimming around in there?" Stefan asked, his arms crossed over his chest and an amused smile on his face. He hadn't seen this side of his brother in a very long time.

When Damon started dating Elena, he cut him out of his life.

They rarely talked and they never saw each other, and when they did Damon was never smiling like he was now. Bonnie naturally brought out the best in Damon. She didn't try and force him to be a better person. He chose to be a better person.

"Your brother was right." Bonnie teased. "You do need to loosen up."

"I'm skipping my finals and running away from the police, Bonnie. I think that's already pretty reckless." Stefan flashed her a toothy grin. "I don't need to contract a disease as well."

Sometimes knowledge could be inhibiting. If you knew the way the world worked it was a lot more terrifying and he just wasn't willing to go swimming in a pond that had God knows what lurking beneath it's depths. Plus, he had never really been a swimmer. When they were younger, Damon was always trying to get him to go to the local pool and he would always choose to stay home and read or write in his journal.

The water was surprisingly not as cold as Damon had expected as he settled beneath the surface. It was warm due to the heat of the sun. He loved the way it felt as it rushed against his body. He had always felt free when he was in the water. When he was little he used to close his eyes and lean back in the water and pretend he was floating away from his foster home and all of his troubles. He would pretend he was floating through space.

He sunk deeper into the water. It was now up to his neck and he was smiling deviously over at Bonnie.

She looked like she was hesitating.

"Come on in, Bonnie!" He sang. "The water is perfect!"

Bonnie turned to look at Stefan. He looked like he was dead set on not getting in the water. "I think I'm going to join them. You can go inside if you want."

"Thanks." He smiled. "Have fun." Stefan started to walk toward the car so that he could get his journal. He had a lot that he needed to write about. So much had happened in the last few days and he needed to sort his thoughts. He could hear Kol and Damon calling out to him and telling him to come into the water, but he dismissed their requests.

As she crossed her arms over her chest and started to pull her shirt off, she instantly felt blue eyes examining her body. Her caramel skin was painted red as she realized he wasn't even trying to hide his obvious ogling. He had a smirk on his lips and he was waggling his brows at her. His eyes dark with desire. When he looked at her like that it caused her entire body to ignite. 'Fuck... How does he do that to me?'

Damon tugged his bottom lip between his teeth as his eyes roamed over her toned abdomen. 'Where the hell has she been hiding that smoking bod? God she is such a hottie!' He noticed the way that her hipbones stuck out and he imagined for a moment how amazing it would be to sink his teeth into them. He could feel his arousal intensifying and his briefs getting tighter.

Kol was already starting to feel like a third wheel as he looked between the two of them. They were practically undressing each other with their eyes and it was awkward for him. But, he chose to make the best out of everything. He wasn't going to let their obvious sexual tension ruin his swim.

He dipped his hands in the water and he splashed some of it into Damon's face.

"What the hell?" He growled angrily, turning to glare at the British man.

"Sorry, mate. You looked like you could use a cold shower." He grinned.

"Thanks." Damon stretched sarcastically.

Bonnie looked away from the boys as she dipped her toes beneath the water. She was now only wearing her black lacy bra and panties. She felt completely exposed and embarrassed. She knew that a certain Salvatore brother was staring her down with lustful eyes and dirty thoughts on his mind. It probably shouldn't have excited her as much as it did.

Once her entire chest was submerged in the water she started to feel a bit less self-conscious.

She waded through the water in the boys' direction and she smiled at them. The water felt amazing against her skin.

Kol could tell that they were sexually frustrated and he decided to give the two of them a little space. He didn't really want to watch the two of them flirt and make out. It would only remind him of his ex-girlfriend and how badly he missed her. He started to swim in the opposite direction, and then he laid back on his back and floated in the water. His brown eyes focused on the clouds above. He could make out pictures in them. They were beautiful. In New York you couldn't see the sky like you could here.

As Bonnie got closer to Damon she watched him immerse himself entirely beneath the water. She could no longer see where he was. She started to look around for him, her heart racing in her chest. She knew he was going to pop out and try and dunk her under the water or something.

"This isn't funny, Damon." She said. Yet, she was laughing.

The older man suddenly broke through the surface and wrapped his strong arms around her waist, lifting her up into the air. She screamed and slapped his arms playfully, trying to get him to let go of her. He was holding her tightly against his chest and she loved the way that his skin felt against hers. The contact caused butterflies to swarm in her stomach.

"Let go of me, Damon!" She called out, still attempting to pry his arms from her waist.

"What fun would that be?" Damon asked with a waggle of his brow and a smirk.

Bonnie continued to fight his touch for a few more minutes before finally relaxing into his embrace. The truth was all he wanted to do was hold her and all she wanted was to be held by him. She sunk down into the water and his hands rested against her stomach, his fingers delicately teasing the skin just beneath her bra. She shivered and let out a soft whimper.

He moved against her and she felt something hard against her spine. Her green eyes snapped open and she quickly turned around and pulled herself out of his embrace. He was no longer wearing his briefs. He was completely naked.

"What's the matter, Bon-Bon?" He asked with a suggestive waggle of his brow.

"Where did your briefs go?" She breathed out. She was aroused.

"I took 'em off." Damon smirked. "Thought it would be funner to skinny dip." He popped the p and gripped her small hips firmly in his hands, pulling her body closer to his. She could feel his substantial length against her lower abdomen and she let out a moan.

Still, she couldn't lose herself in the moment. Kol was literally only fifteen feet away from them and he would notice if they were having sex. He would tease her endlessly if he caught them. "You thought wrong." Bonnie scolded with a firm look and a confident lift of her chin. "We are not skinny dipping."

"Oh, come on judgy." His smirk widened and his fingers started to move along her spine. She arched her back as he touched her and she could feel his chest against hers and his hard cock pressing against her stomach. "You're no fun."

"I'm plenty of fun."

"You keep saying that." Damon teased.

"Do you really want Kol to see me naked?" Bonnie asked with a smirk. She knew that he was jealous of her best friend and she knew that he would be so upset if he saw her naked.

He scrunched up his face in disgust, but his fingers didn't stop moving. They were now playing with the clasp on her bra. "Gross."

"That's what I thought."

Damon skillfully unclasped her bra and pushed it from her shoulders. She was so shocked by what he did that she didn't reach out and stop him in time and now he was holding her bra out of reach. She couldn't reach up and try and get it from him, because then Kol would see her exposed chest.

"Damon, give that back to me." She glared at him. Her lips were curled up at the edges though and he could tell she wasn't really protesting much. She was just embarrassed because Kol was still in the pond with them.

Bonnie eyed him suspiciously as he held the bra beneath the water. She didn't know what he was planning to do with it, but she knew that it wasn't going to be good.

"Oops." His eyes widened.

"Damon." The way she said his name was almost threatening. It only made him smile.

"You brought other bra's right?" Damon asked.

"Why?" Bonnie raised a brow at him and crossed her arms over her exposed chest.

"Because." He took a step toward her again and he placed his hands back on her hips, pulling her body against his. Her arms were still protecting her breasts, but she could feel herself giving into him as she stared up into his beautiful eyes. Kol seemed to be lost in his own world and he wasn't paying any attention to them. "I dropped it."

She shook her head at him, "I can't believe you did that."

"Really?" He asked with a disbelieving tone of voice. She laughed and slowly removed her arms from her chest, resting them on his shoulders and smiling up at him. Her green eyes dark with desire and mischief. It was a side of Bonnie that he rarely saw. She was always so serious.

"You're right." Bonnie agreed. "I totally should have expected something like this from you."

"You really should have." Damon nodded.

He abruptly flipped her around so that she was facing her back to him, then he tucked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and he yanked them down and discarded of them in the pond. She could feel his hard cock against her spine and she moaned out when he pressed his fingers deep into the sensitive skin of her hips. He dipped his head down and started to deliver heated kisses along her neck. Running his tongue against the skin and sucking it between his teeth.

"Fuck." Bonnie breathed out. She was trying her hardest to be quiet. She really didn't want Kol to hear them.

"That's the plan." Damon said. His voice was deeper than usual and his words caused her to shiver and her clit to throb with need. She needed him.

She lent her head back and whimpered as he bit down on her neck and his fingers started to dance along her toned abdomen toward her exposed breasts. Everywhere he touched left behind fire. She could feel her arousal growing and it was almost painful at this point. His fingers started to trace over her hardened nipple and she lost control of herself. Her body convulsed as pleasure shot through her and she started to let out soft moans as she rocked her hips.

He circled her nipple skillfully with his fingers and he allowed his other hand to slowly move south. His fingers were now teasing the folds of her pussy, he pressed between them and easily found her clit. Even in the water he could feel that she was slick with arousal. Just knowing that she was so aroused for him caused precum to drip from his cock.

Damon applied pressure to her clit and started to move his fingers in a circle against the sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Oh god, Damon." Bonnie moaned as she rocked against his fingers. He was still teasing her nipple with his other hand and she could already feel herself getting close. It should have been a huge turn off that they were in a public place and her best friend was close by, but the thrill of getting caught only added to her arousal. "That feels so good."

She was breathing heavily and he picked up the pace of his fingers. Applying just enough pressure to cause her pleasure but not to overwhelm her.

"Mmm... Yes... Just like that." She was panting at this point and she was getting close to her release, but she felt selfish. She didn't want this to only be about her. She wanted him to feel the pleasure she was feeling and she wanted to touch him. Bonnie reached behind her back and gripped his hard cock tightly in her hand. He shuddered as pleasure shot through his body. It usually took a lot of work to get him off, but there was something about her. She drove him crazy. He knew he wouldn't last long.

She started to move her hand along his length, causing him to moan out against her neck and rock his hips. She started to move faster and he started to move his fingers faster. The two of them were moving at the same pace and they knew that they were close.

The pleasure was overwhelming.

"Fuck, Bonnie." Damon groaned out as she twisted her hand and brought him to his climax. He came all over her back and him coming was enough to push her over the edge as well. It was such a turn on for her, getting him off. She attempted to stifle her moan as her entire body convulsed and started to shake as she reached her release.

Their pleasure was short-lived because Kol had realized what was going on and he was wading toward the edge of the pond. "Now that the pond is officially contaminated, I think I'll get out and see what Stefan is up to." He called to them.

Both of them tensed as they heard his voice.

Bonnie couldn't even look at him. She was looking away ashamed and she had a blush traveling along her skin.

"Honestly, if I wanted to watch a porno I would have stayed inside." He added.

Once Kol was out of earshot they both stood there for a moment and then they burst out into laughter.

'I Was Thinking It's A Sign, That The Freckles In Our Eyes Are Mirror Images,

And When We Kiss, They Are Perfectly Aligned.'

Author's Note :

Here's some Bamon smutty goodness for y'all! The next chapter will possibly have more if y'all want it! ;) If not I will get back to the story line for a bit before adding more smut. I'm always really anxious about writing straight smut honestly, because I am a lesbian and don't really know if I write it well, so please do tell me if y'all like this chapter and want to see more smut! :)) Also, feel free to tell me anything else y'all want to see! I will add it! Any other characters, romances, friendships, flashbacks, etc.

Thank you so much for all of the support! And I really hope y'all like this chapter!

I love you guys!

-Tracy Cook-