Pretty Persuasion

By: Tracy Cook

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

Couple: Bonnie/Damon

Rating: M

Author's Note : This was going to only be a one shot, but I decided to extend it a bit. I don't know how long it will be, probably still pretty short, but I feel like adding more. :))

Desperate Acts

'I Believe In Desperate Acts,

The Kind That Make Me Look Stupid.'

His eyes roamed the beautiful exposed skin of her back and shoulders as he held her body close to his. Her heated breaths rushing out against his chest and her fingers curled against his abdomen. Every once in a while they would uncurl and then curl again like they were desperate to know that his body was still there beneath her. That he had not gone anywhere.

Tugging his bottom lip between his teeth he chewed on it as he reached out and delicately ghosted his fingertips along her shoulder, enjoying the way that her skin felt beneath them. Her skin was soft and she shivered when he reached her neck causing his lips to twist up into a genuine smile. He had not seen Bonnie Bennett in such a serene state for as long as he could remember. She was always throwing her life on the line to save someone, or being used for her magical abilities.

'Half the time by you, you jackass.' Damon internally reminded himself. He had been the cause of a large portion of the pain that the young woman had gone through in her lifetime. He still blamed himself for it. 'Maybe that's why I'm always trying to protect her?'

He just couldn't handle the alternative reason.

After so many years of chasing Katherine and now Elena, how could he just fall out of love with her? He supposed the better question was, was he ever in love with her? Had he ever truly loved Elena Gilbert or had it always been his desperate need to get back at his brother for always having Katherine's heart? Had it always been just to hurt Stefan? Just a game that he played. Just a lie that he had been telling for so long that he had convinced himself and everyone around him that it was the truth?

That thought was too difficult to wrap his mind around.

He'd rather live in the ignorant bliss of the lies he had sculpted then break away from them.

'If that's the case then what am I doing in bed with Bonnie?' Damon wondered. 'Is this some way to get back at Elena for breaking up with me? Did I do this to get back at her?'

He wanted to believe that was the reason because that was a hell of a lot easier to swallow then the other reasons. But, even as he tried to convince himself that it was all just a plot to get back at Elena by sleeping with her best friend, his mind was riddled with memories of the passionate moments spent with Bonnie only hours prior. He could feel his body starting to react as he recalled the look in her green eyes when she stared up at him from between his thighs, the way that a blush covered her cheeks and her eyes were dark with lust. Her lips swollen due to the passionate kisses they had shared.

In that moment Damon had been so desperate for her to please him. He had wanted to feel her, he had wanted to taste her, he had wanted to share everything with her and the entire time he was with her he had not thought about Elena once.

She had been the furthest thing from his mind.

She was completely irrelevant.

The heat between Bonnie and himself was something he had never felt. 'There was more heat between us then that time she LITERALLY lit me on fire.' Damon thought with a twist of his lips as he traced his fingers through dark hair, enjoying the soft hum of approval that passed through Bonnie's lips. Even those memories were fond ones to him.

He hadn't been lying about loving her. He just wasn't quite sure how deep that love went. The only thing he was sure of was that even in her sleeping state, just having Bonnie laying on top of him while they were both naked was enough to arouse him. He wanted to indulge in her again. The scent of her arousal was still thick in the air of the room and it was invading his senses. He wanted her. He craved her, like he had never craved anyone before.

Damon traced her jawline and then he ran his thumb over Bonnie's full lips smirking when sleepy green eyes fluttered open at the contact. And just for a moment, for a split second in time, Bonnie smiled up at him like she was happy to be in his arms. In his bed.

Like nothing else in the world mattered but the two of them.

Naturally, that could not last.

He could visibly tell what was rushing through her mind as her expression changed. First she furrowed her brow and looked around like she was confused it had happened and she had thought it was all a dream, then she sat up and pulled the blanket over her exposed body to hide from him. 'As if I haven't already seen and touched every last inch of that perfect body.' He thought, then observed as her confusion and embarrassment turned to anger and frustration. Knowing Bonnie, she was probably more angry at herself.

She always blamed herself for everything even when it was not her fault. Jeremy had blatantly cheated on her and she was still going to feel bad about being selfish and doing the same.

"Rise and shine." Damon said with a wide smirk and a waggle of his brow. "Ready for round two?"

Bonnie felt like her entire body was heavy. She could not believe that she and Damon had just had sex. He had told her that he loved her and she had just found out that Jeremy had been cheating on her and she had pushed things way too far. They both had. She was still dating Jeremy and he was dating Elena. Her best friend. This broke so many rules in the girl code it wasn't even funny.

"Oh god. Oh god. Oh god." She breathed out lifting her hand to her forehead and pushing herself out of the bed. Still holding the blanket tight around her body as she searched the room for her clothes.

He lent back against the headboard and placed his arms behind his head as he spoke in a suggestive tone. "Practicing for later?" He waggled his brow at her.

"Just, shut up Damon!" Bonnie would never dare admit it, but just for a second her legs went wobbly and her body ached for him all over again. She could feel her desire building between her thighs as she thought about being intimate with Damon again and screaming out 'Oh god' as she came. 'But that can't happen, Bonnie. It shouldn't have happened in the first place. Fuck! Where are my pants!?'

Blanket held tight against her body, she lent over and picked up her pants. Making sure to remain covered as she pulled them on. It was difficult to maneuver into them with one hand holding up the blanket, but she didn't care. She was not going to allow Damon to see her naked again. 'Never EVER again. God I can't believe we actually had sex! I can't believe I had sex with Damon of all people!'

After she had on her pants she started to search for his shirt. She couldn't exactly put on hers, seeing as he had torn it off of her body. And she was not going to walk around in her bra.

Damon used his superhuman speed to move out of the bed and pick up Bonnie's bra, holding it up playfully by his index finger and waving it in front of her face. He was still wearing nothing and it took everything in her power to keep her eyes on his hand and not elsewhere on his body. She could feel her arousal intensifying just having him stand so close to her naked.

"Looking for this?" He asked, trying to sound innocent and failing miserably.

She reached for the bra and then he was out of sight. She furrowed her brow in confusion. "Damon, seriously, this isn't funny! I need to go. This was a huge mistake."

Suddenly, her bra was being dangled over her shoulder and she rolled her eyes reaching out for it and yanking it out of his hand. She could feel the heat of his body behind her and it made her anxious. Damon grinned deviously and pulled the blanket from her body, throwing it to the ground. Bonnie let out a yelp and instantly brought her arms up to cover her exposed chest. She was about to turn and yell at him for what he had done to her, but she found that she was held in place by his hands on her hips.

"Damon." She spoke in a tone that was meant to be assertive and angry. It came off shaky and aroused though.

"Yes, judgy?" Damon asked in a sensual tone, his lips close to her ear and his breath rushing down along her exposed neck causing her entire body to shake.

Bonnie swallowed hard and tried to ignore his erect cock pressing against her spine as he moved against her back and placed a gentle kiss beneath her ear. She wanted to pull away from him. She really did. Her body just was not agreeing with her mind and it was starting to really frustrate her. She felt like the worst friend on the planet. The worst girlfriend. The worst person.

"We can't do this again." She informed him.

"We can't do what again?" He wondered feigning innocence as he reached out and took the bra from her hand. "I was just going to help you with this, that's all."

She didn't believe for a second that his only intention had been to help her put on her bra. In fact she was one-hundred percent positive it was not. Still, Bonnie did not fight back as Damon ran his fingers over her arms, pushing them away from her breasts and allowing him to see them once again. He pressed a heated kiss to her shoulder and Bonnie moaned her body shaking as he dragged the straps of her bra over her arms and pulled it over her breasts.

'He's really dressing me...? He has no other intentions?' She was shocked. Perhaps even disappointed. She could feel her wetness building and her need for him growing all over again. She had never felt this way with any other man. 'That's because you are dating a boy...'

"You never answered my question." Damon said with a raise of his brows as he clasped the bra behind her back and then he started to tease the skin of her back with his fingers, treasuring how soft it felt beneath them. Hastily he moved his hands to her hips and he pulled her body back against him, his erect cock pressing tight against the skin of her back and causing her to let out an involuntary moan as she lent into him. "What can't we do again?"

"You know what I'm talking about." She reprimanded. Her voice coming out as a mere whisper and her head leaning back against his shoulder.

"Afraid not." Damon sang, smirking knowingly and moving against her back as his fingers traced over her toned abdomen and down into her unzipped pants. He wanted to feel her again. He knew that she wanted him too, he could smell her growing arousal all around them. "You're gonna have to be a bit more specific, Bon-Bon."

Bonnie took in a sharp breath as his hand moved beneath the fabric of her pants and his fingers eagerly found her swollen clit. He coated them in her own slick arousal and then he started to move them quickly against the sensitive nub, feeling extremely satisfied when she started to move her hips against his fingers and let out soft whimpers. She was obviously trying to fight the feelings, trying to tell him that they couldn't do this because she didn't want to hurt anyone, but her body was winning the battle.

The way that he was touching her set her body on fire and she could already feel herself coming close all over again. There was something about the way that he touched her, the way that he applied just the right amount of pressure to her clit that brought her closer and closer to her release. 'You need to control yourself Bonnie...'

"Is this what we can't do again?" He teased, knowing that she was giving in to him. Wanting her to give in to him. Wanting to pleasure her. Wanting to hear her scream his name and know that he was the only one that could satisfy her.

Bonnie moaned out and reached behind him gripping onto his back and pulling him closer. Within seconds he had pushed her pants to the ground with his free hand, and she could feel the head of his cock pressed against her wetness. He moaned out when he felt her slick desire against his cock and then he slowly moved to push inside of her. He could not wait to feel her pussy wrap tightly around his cock again. He could not wait to make her come for him again. He loved being the one to please her.

Damon had never felt so much need, so much desire to be with a woman over and over again. It was like she was a drug for him.

"Damon!" She attempted one last time to stop him, but she did not sound like she wanted him to stop at all. Instead, it sounded like a cry of desperation, a cry of need. She sounded like she needed him inside of her again.

Using his supernatural strength, he held Bonnie's body in place with one of his hands as his other continued to eagerly work her clit. His fingers circling skillfully around the sensitive bundle of nerves, bringing her closer and closer to her breaking point every second. Then he thrust deep inside of her. She was so wet that he moved easily inside of her and he moaned out loudly when he felt her walls close tightly around his cock. He bit down on her shoulder eliciting a shudder and a cry of pleasure from the young woman as she lent her head back and tried her best to get closer to him, her hand tangled in his hair.

"Fuck, Damon!" Her body was practically convulsing and she was overwhelmed with pleasure. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to her climax as he started to thrust deeper inside of her. "Faster." She groaned out against her better judgement.

Bonnie was so angry that she was once again giving into her desires. But, she didn't want to stop.

"I'm so close, please..." Her voice cracked and she moaned out loudly when he started to move his hips and thrust deeper and faster inside of her, she was now taking his full length and both of them could feel themselves getting closer to their climax. Damon was groaning out in pleasure as he bit down hard on her shoulder, that sensation mixed with the feeling of his cock pounding hard into her pussy and his fingers circling her clit was enough to push her over the edge and give her the most exhilarating orgasm of her entire life.

"Fuck! Damon! Oh god! Damon yes! Yes!" She screamed out as he continued to thrust deep into her until the walls of her pussy tightened around his cock and her entire body started to shake as she came. He moaned out loudly and came inside of her his body starting to shake as well, but he kept his strength enough to hold her up and continue moving his fingers around her clit until she came down from her high.

'So Right, So Wrong,

Somewhere, Sometime, Let Me Make You Mine.'

After Bonnie regained feeling in her body she regained her senses as well and she was even more furious with Damon then she had been when she woke up. She had told him that they could not do this again and then he had pushed her to do it again. 'It's not like you didn't enjoy it.' Her mind tormented her and she let out a loud groan, pushing her fingers through her hair and glaring across the room at him. He looked satisfied, in more ways than one.

She was now officially dressed. Sporting her bra and pants and Damon's black T-shirt that went down to just above her knees. He actually wore tight shirts, she was just rather petite and it did not fit her snugly.

"You look cute in my shirt." He teased her.

Bonnie was past her breaking point. She couldn't believe how selfish he was being, how selfish they were both being. Digging her fingers into her scalp she finally lost it, "Damon, can you just be serious for like a minute, please?"

Damon thought about it for a moment and then he shrugged his shoulders. "Probably not."

"I should have expected as much from you!" She shook her head and started to pace the floor in front of him. She didn't know what to say anymore, she didn't know what this meant. Was Damon interested in her? Was this all some plot to get back at Elena for breaking up with him while she was Katherine or whatever? Was he just using her? 'Hell, he could have been lying about the whole Jeremy Liv thing!' "Look, I know that it isn't in your nature to be serious about things." She glared at him. "But, we really need to talk about what is going on."

He let out a disgusted groan and fell back on his bed. "Ew, talking. How about you come back when you want more sex instead?"

Bonnie was a few seconds away from pummeling him to death and she was really wishing she had her powers back right about now. Maybe if he felt the pain of his brain imploding it would straighten him up a bit. "No! There is going to be no more sex, understood?"

She felt like she was talking to a disobedient dog with the way he pouted at her.

"Aw, come on Bon-Bon, it was so fun."

"No!" She wasn't going to fall for him again. There was no way that she was going to have sex with her best friend's sort of boyfriend for a third time. "And stop calling me that, it's weird."

"You don't like it?" He asked.

"No, I don't like it." Bonnie was lying. She loved the little nickname that he had picked up. Every time that he said it, it caused her heart to jump and the urge to smile to arise. But, she couldn't feel this way.

Damon gave her a look that said he was about to say something suggestive and she quickly cut him off, green eyes deadly. "I am serious Damon! Enough with the cute names, enough with saying you love me, enough with all of it! I am still dating Jeremy and if he cheated on me then I need to talk to him about it and end things with him in a mature way, and you and Elena are still sort of together or whatever, and even if you weren't together it would still be so wrong of us to be doing this!"

"Well, technically if Caroline and my baby bro can go at it like bunny rabbits and that doesn't break the "girl code." Damon lifted his fingers and made the air quotes with them. "Then we should be aloud to have some fun too." He raised his brows and smirked.

"Wait." She was confused by the news. "Stefan and Caroline?"

"Yep." He smirked.

"Like together, like we were together."

"Yep."

"Does Elena know about this?"

"Nope." He made a loud popping noise with his lips as he emphasized on the letter p. Then he smirked. "So, I guess you aren't the only one who broke the "girl code."

"Damon, that doesn't make what we did okay! That makes everything ten times worse!" Bonnie exclaimed. "That means that I slept with her current boyfriend and her other best friend slept with her ex-boyfriend and we are both horrible friends." She groaned out defeated falling down on the bed beside him and giving him a look that said she felt terrible. His blue eyes shimmered with something she hadn't expected, he looked like he felt bad for the first time about what had happened.

Damon didn't like to see Bonnie hurting. That was the exact opposite of what he wanted.

"I know it's asking a lot of you, but can you please just keep this between the two of us?" Bonnie's chest tightened as she asked the question, searching his eyes for sincerity. She knew that he probably wanted to rush off and tell Elena the first chance he got. He probably wanted to hurt her with this news, like he had done when he slept with Rebekah, but she really needed to figure things out with her and Jeremy and she just didn't want Elena to know. "And can you please just not let this happen again?"

"Bon-"

"-Please, Damon?" She interrupted him. She knew that he didn't want to stop, she herself didn't want to stop. Even sitting next to him she felt compelled to reach over and touch him in some way, but she knew this was for the best.

"If that's really what you want."

"It is."

Damon bit down on his bottom lip and nodded his head. He hated the idea. All he wanted to do was kiss Bonnie and forget about Elena again. When he was with her he did not think about the other woman, he wanted nothing to do with her, he was lost in the passion that was the beautiful woman sitting beside him and he loved every second. It had been so long since he felt that way with anyone and he didn't want to lose it. But, he also cared about Bonnie and he respected her and he wanted her to be happy.

"Okie-dokie." He grinned and she nodded her head and smiled at him.

"Thank you, Damon."

Bonnie knit her brows together in confusion as she watched Damon sit up quickly in bed and look toward the front of the house, his blue eyes focused and his smirk falling. She wondered why his mood had changed so suddenly. His jaw was tight and his muscles were tense and her heart was starting to hammer in her chest.

"What-" She started the word and he instantly lifted his finger to his lips, telling her to be quiet. He could hear Elena and Caroline talking to one another as they headed toward the house and he knew that they could hear them too. If Bonnie spoke, then they would know she was there and even if he didn't give a crap if Elena found out that they had slept together, she did, and he was going to respect that.

She could feel her stomach tangle into knots as she watched him mouth the word 'Elena.'

This was the worst case scenario for Bonnie. Her best friend was a vampire and there was a good chance that if she could not hear her breathing, she would smell her arousal all over the room and know something was going on. 'Fuck, fuck, fuck!' She thought as Damon lifted her from the bed and rushed toward the closet, signalling for her to hide inside. She quickly did as she was told and sat on the floor in the closet, her hand over her mouth so that it would lessen her breathing as he closed the door behind her.

Author's Note :

I decided to turn this fic into a multi-chapter fic! It will have a whole lot of drama! Some secret Bamon smut, and then some love as well sooner or later! :)) It probably won't be too long of a story, but if y'all are interested I will definitely keep adding more! Thank you guys so much for all of the WONDERFUL reviews I got for the first chapter! I was honestly so nervous about posting it! But, I am happy that you guys enjoyed it! What would you guys like to see from this story? Any ideas? Suggestions? I am all ears! Seriously, anything y'all want!

What did y'all think of the Bamon smut this chapter? Also, do you think Elena will notice Bonnie was there?

Please tell me what y'all think and I promise to get the next chapter up ASAP!

Thank you all so much! I love you guys!

-Tracy Cook-