B - Smut
B is for Begging and for blowjob.
Sweat beaded along Damon's forehead as he lay on his back on the bed. The anticipation was growing and he could hardly contain himself as Bonnie kissed down his chest. Her soft lips leaving a trail of kisses along his skin. She looked up at him with her green eyes just as she made it to his hard cock that stuck up, nearly brushing along her chin.
"Happy birthday..." Bonnie whispered, and pressed her lips against the tip of his length ever so softly, kissing it.
"Would you like your present?" she asked, and he felt her breath brush along his erection.
Damon swallowed hard, his fingers curling in the sheets that were underneath them, "Yes..."
"What was that?" Bonnie questioned, looking up at him deviously.
"Yes...please..." he said again, and felt her lips so close to him, her breath, the warmth. "Please...Bonnie..." he begged desperately.
Bonnie's mouth enveloped his cock after another second, and his hands grabbed at the sheets.
Suddenly she started to hum the 'Happy Birthday' song while she sucked his length, and Damon's eyes nearly rolled back into his head.