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 : Thank you all so much for your wonderful support! Y'all are wonderful!

No One Knows

'You Are At My House, You Are In My Clothes,

No One Knows, Knows.'

Bonnie had her hand clamped tightly over her lips as she was smothered by the darkness of the closet, green eyes intently fixated on the door as she listened to what was happening on the other side. She did not want to so much as breathe, because this would be impossible for her to explain to her best friends. Not only would Elena be angry at her, Caroline would be as well, considering how much she disapproved of Damon.

'Then again, apparently she has been fooling around with Stefan.' She still couldn't believe what Damon had told her. 'Still, that's Stefan! At least that makes sense! Caroline and him have always been close. After all the shitty things Damon has done how on Earth could I sleep with him, twice!? He literally kidnapped Jeremy and threatened to kill him not too long ago!'

She wanted to convince herself that what had happened with Damon was a mistake.

She didn't want to believe that in that moment she had actually witnessed love and compassion behind his blue eyes. She didn't want to believe that he actually cared about her and might want something more with her. She couldn't believe that.

'This is Damon we're talking about.'

"Damon!" Elena's voice called out through the house and Bonnie jumped and nearly let out a squeak of surprise, but she held it in as she listened closely to what was going on in Damon's bedroom. She could hear him rustling around and pulling on his jeans. 'Thank god he is getting dressed.' Part of her wanted him to be dressed so that it would look less suspicious and part of her wanted him to be dressed for purely selfish reasons. She did not want Elena to look at him naked. She didn't want to share him. Those thoughts caused her to feel uncomfortable.

'If anything she is sharing him with you. Gah! You can't start getting jealous now! They are together and Elena loves him and you are dating Jeremy! Seriously, pull it together, Bonnie.'

"Damon!" Elena called out again as she opened the door to his bedroom just in time to catch him buttoning his pants. Damon smirked in her direction as Caroline looked away from him muttering about how gross he was.

His eyes widened at the blonde who had just called him out on being half-naked in his own room and he said, "Says the girl who just barged into MY bedroom unannounced." His voice was thick with sarcasm as he returned his gaze to Elena. "Speaking of which. Don't you know how to knock?"

"Since when do I have to knock?" She stretched the words as she scanned the room with dark confused eyes. Something was definitely off and she wanted to know what was going on. Damon had never got mad at her before for not knocking. Even when he had slept with other women and she had walked in on him in the past he had merely teased her and asked if she wanted to join. There was a scent in the air that she recognized. It was a mix of familiar perfume and arousal.

"Was there a girl here, Damon?" Elena's voice shook angrily. She knew that she had broken up with him while Katherine was in her body and she knew that he hadn't forgiven her for it, but she didn't expect him to be sleeping with other girls already. 'I guess I should have expected that.'

His lips twisted up into a smirk as he walked toward her, staring down into her eyes as he spoke, "Maybe there was, maybe there wasn't." He paused and his eyes widened, "What's it to you?"

"What's it to me?" Her voice cracked with emotion and she started to laugh. This was just like Damon. He could be so immature all the time.

"Yeah, what's it to you? You're the one that broke up with me, remember?"

Caroline cast her blue eyes between the two of them and she was suddenly feeling like the third wheel. And as much as she lived for the drama and gossip, she didn't really feel comfortable standing in the room. Especially when she had some of her own thoughts rushing through her mind that she needed to understand. "I'm just gonna let the two of you talk." She told them. "I'll wait out here for you Elena."

"Thanks, Care." Elena said, still glaring at the man that claimed to love her.

The blonde vampire exited the room, closing the door behind her and leaning against it. The scent was still invading her senses and she couldn't push away the feeling that she knew exactly who the woman was that had slept with him. Caroline didn't want to believe that it was possible. This girl was her best friend and she knew her better than anyone in the world and she would never do something like that to Elena or Jeremy, especially not with Damon.

'It can't be Bonnie can it...? It just can't be.' She tried to convince herself that she was mistaken, but she distinctively recalled one of the days that she had accidentally walked in on Bonnie and Jeremy making out and that same scent of arousal was in the air. It was not as thick as it was now though. It had been everywhere in Damon's room.

'Why would she sleep with him? What did he tell her?'

"How many times do I have to explain to you that it wasn't me who broke up with you! It was Katherine!" Elena shouted at him, trying to make him understand that she still loved him and she still wanted to be with him. She didn't understand why he wouldn't let it go. After all of the shitty things he had done she could still see through them to the good person he was, she could still love him, but he couldn't see through something that someone else had done while trapped in her body?

"I understand that, Elena." He told her, growing more and more frustrated by the minute. "But, did you ever stop to think that this has nothing to do with that?"

"No, because it does!" Elena knew why he was mad at her. "It has everything to do with the fact that Katherine broke up with you while she was in my body and then went and made out with Stefan!" She watched Damon cringe when he heard those words and she knew that she was right. He was angry with her for something she had done when she had no control over herself. "And now you are what? Sleeping with random girls you don't care about to hurt me?"

In the closet, Bonnie felt her chest tighten when she heard Elena say those words. She hoped that was not the case. If Damon had only slept with her to get back at Elena it would destroy her.

"You don't understand anything." Damon spat at her. He wanted to shout at her, he wanted to tell her that he did care about the girl that he had slept with and it wasn't about her. He wanted to tell her that he had hot passionate sex with her best friend twice and he hadn't thought about her once during it. But, he knew that Bonnie would be upset if he said that. "Me sleeping with this girl had nothing to do with you."

Her lips parted and she furrowed her brow in confusion. She still didn't believe him, not fully anyway, but there was something about the way that he said it that caused her to hesitate.

"Despite what you seem to think not everything is about you, Elena." Damon said with a raise of his brows.

Elena felt her stomach twist as she stared at him. She could see the confusion written across his face and it broke her heart. Her voice was barely a whisper as she asked, "Do you actually like this girl?"

"I don't know!" He shouted, throwing his hands up in the air. He felt like he was being put on the spot about something he couldn't even begin to express. Did he like Bonnie? Of course he liked Bonnie. Did he love Bonnie? Yes, he loved Bonnie. Did he enjoy having sex with her? Yes, it was the best sex of his life. Did he want to be in a relationship with Bonnie? He didn't know. All he really knew was that the other woman was hiding in the closet and he sure as hell wasn't ready to admit his feelings for her.

She smiled and nodded her head. "Which in Damon-speak means yes. That's great, Damon! This whole time Katherine was trapped in my body you've been what, sleeping around with some other girl?"

Damon rolled his eyes at her and clenched his jaw tightly. "So what, now you're the only one who is allowed to like two people at once?" He asked angrily, taking another step toward her and causing her to take a step back. She knew what he was capable of when he was angry. Blue eyes connected with brown intensely. "For years Stefan and I have waited for you to pick one of us and I think that you enjoy it, Elena." He told her.

Elena didn't say anything to that. She just listened.

"I think you don't wanna pick one of us." He told her, his tone almost playful, yet deadly serious. "I think that you like the idea of always having us both and that is why you can't make up your mind."

"Damon, you know that isn't true! I chose you! I have been faithful to you!" She exclaimed, placing her hands on his chest and staring up into his eyes. "Whatever Katherine did with Stefan was just her, I don't have feelings for him anymore. Remember, I was compelled to tell him if I loved him or not and I told him I didn't, the only one I love is you."

He looked away from her eyes and was about to say something sarcastic in response. He just wanted to get her out of his house so that Bonnie could get out of the closet. She was his main concern right now. Damon didn't know if Elena loved him. He hadn't known that for a while.

Before Damon could say anything, Elena lent up and pressed her lips to his in a heated kiss. She tried to put all of her passion, all of her love, all of her feelings for him into the kiss as she wrapped her arms around the back of his head and pulled him close to her. Instinctively, he lent into the familiarity of the kiss and he enjoyed the way that her lips moved against his. He had always enjoyed kissing her and all of the other pleasures that came with Elena Gilbert. How could he not? She was a spitting image of his first love after all and she was gorgeous. But, this time everything felt wrong.

He couldn't help but compare the way that her lips felt against his to the way that Bonnie's had felt against his hours prior. He couldn't help but notice how her fingers against his neck did nothing to excite him, they did not leave a trail of fire behind that ignited his skin. He did not feel the same passion that he felt with Bonnie.

He didn't feel his heart race. He didn't feel his breath catch in his lungs. He didn't feel that need to protect her, that need to please her.

Once upon a time, in a land far far away, he had loved Elena Gilbert. Or he had convinced himself he loved her. Now, he felt nothing.

The only thing that Damon Salvatore felt in that moment was the weight of his guilt on his shoulders as he realized that Bonnie was going to know the two of them were kissing. She was going to hear it and it was going to hurt her. He didn't want to hurt her and he quickly pulled out of the kiss and furrowed his brow angrily at Elena. He was angry at her for thinking that all she had to do was kiss him and it would fix everything. She had a way of believing that all she had to do was kiss him or Stefan and they would fall in love all over again.

That was not the case.

"Damon." Elena spoke softly.

"You should probably get going." He said, his playful nature returning as he took a few steps away from her. "I have a busy day ahead of me." His tone was suggestive and it made her hate him in that moment. He was suggesting that he was going to be sleeping with women. This time he was trying to get back at her.

"Fine, whatever." She spoke angrily, turning and walking out of the bedroom and heading through the hallway of the house toward the front door, only stopping to grab a hold of Caroline on the way out. The blonde had been trying to not listen in on the conversation, but seeing as she was a vampire, it was very difficult not to and she had overheard it all. She had heard the way that Damon spoke about the woman that he had slept with and she didn't understand it.

'I'm going to have to talk to Bonnie about this.' She concluded as the two of them left the house.

Damon listened intently to the footsteps as they left the house. He waited until they were so far away that he was incapable of hearing them any longer and then he turned to face the closet where Bonnie Bennett was undoubtedly passed out. He hadn't heard her take a single breath the entire time she was inside.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are." He sang playfully. Finally starting to feel better now that Elena was gone.

The door to the closet opened and Bonnie quickly moved out into the bedroom, avoiding his eyes as she started toward the door. She didn't want to look at him, she didn't want to acknowledge anything that had happened between the two of them, she just wanted to get out of the house and forget that it ever happened. Before she could make it out the door, Damon had reached out and grabbed a hold of her arm and twisted her around so that they were facing each other.

He couldn't explain it, but he didn't want them to end on these terms.

Green eyes connected with blue and she found herself getting lost in them. She felt like her skin was on fire where his fingers were gripping her arm and she felt the urge to kiss him again. 'This is exactly why you need to get out of here, Bonnie, and stay as FAR away from him as possible from now on!'

"In a hurry, Bon-Bon?" Damon teased with a twisted smirk on his lips and a glint in his eyes. He didn't want her to leave and he wouldn't mind if she decided to stay just a little while longer. The way that her skin felt beneath his fingertips drove him insane and he was starting to question if he had ever known the true meaning of love in his two-hundred years of existence. Because, he had never felt anything so intense. "I thought I could cook you supper. It's the least I could do."

"What part of forget that this ever happened did you not understand, Damon?" Bonnie asked in a serious tone with a raise of her brow.

He lent forward so that their faces were inches apart, his lips temptingly close to hers and she couldn't help but glance down at them for a split second, her heart hammering loudly in her ears as she did so. Then she quickly snapped her eyes back to his as he said, "Do you really want to forget this ever happened?"

It took all of her strength and will-power to say the word "Yes" with conviction.

Bonnie was lying to herself. She was lying to him.

"Sorry, I should rephrase that." Damon grinned deviously, licking over his lips and enjoying the way that her eyes landed on them again. He could tell that she didn't want to forget what had happened. He could tell that she craved him as badly as he craved her. "I meant, do you really think you can forget this ever happened?" His tone was lustful and he waggled his brow at her.

'No.' Her mind teased. There was no way that she was ever going to forget the way that his lips felt against hers, the way that his eyes stared into hers, the way that his tongue felt against her body, the way that his fingers caused her skin to burn. She would never forget, but she had to. Bonnie glared into his eyes as she said, "I have to forget, and so do you Damon. You might not care if Elena finds out about this, but she is still my best friend and she still loves you and I can't do that to her."

"What Elena doesn't know can't hurt her, judgy." He informed. "I can keep a secret if you can."

Bonnie shot him another glare. "Let go of my arm, Damon. I have to go."

Damon lifted his hands and continued to smirk at the beautiful woman as she walked out of his bedroom. Despite her words and her dismissal of hiding their love affair he could smell her arousal and he knew that she had wanted to kiss him. 'And she looks so damn cute in my shirt.' He thought as he noticed she was still wearing it.

'And I Fell In, So Take My Hand And Swim Around,

Kiss Me Hard, Until I Drown.'

Small hands were wrapped tightly in the fabric of the shirt as she held it close to her body. She had told herself that the minute she got home she was going to take the shirt off and never look at it again, yet she couldn't bring herself to do so. Instead, she had been laying in bed for hours holding the shirt tightly against her body and enjoying the intoxicating scent of Damon Salvatore as it surrounded her. She could smell his cologne, the scent of his skin, even the scent of his sweat was arousing to her.

It reminded her of the way that his skin had tasted during the heat of the moment when she bit down on it, coated in his sweat and desire, no longer masked with the scent of his cologne.

The scent was purely Damon and she had loved it.

'What am I doing? This is the opposite of forgetting that it ever happened.' Bonnie hastily realized as her mind filled with images and memories of the two of them caught up in passion and desire. No matter how hard she tried to forget the way that his hands had felt on her body, the way that he had felt deep inside of her, the way that his lips had felt against hers, it was all that she could think about.

That and a certain sentence that Damon had said in his heated argument with Elena.

'You are the only one who is allowed to like two people at once?' She had been repeating those words in her head for the last few hours, trying to understand what they had meant. She knew that there was a huge possibility that Damon was only saying those words to hurt Elena's feelings. To make her feel like she was not special. To make her feel like he was moving on even though he wasn't. That thought made her stomach twist and the urge to vomit to arise. She couldn't stand thinking that Damon had lied to her and slept with her only to get back at Elena.

But, she knew that he was fully capable of doing something like that to someone. Bonnie just didn't know if he was capable of doing something like that to her.

Whether either of them understood it or not, he did care about her. He had fed her his blood to save her life, he had literally moved heaven and earth to bring her back from the dead, he had stayed back on the island to save her. He loved her. It was confusing and messy and difficult to comprehend, but that was the way that love was supposed to be. It wasn't supposed to be easy. It wasn't supposed to make sense. It was supposed to be based on passion and feelings that you could not control.

She believed that Damon did mean it when he said he liked two people at once. She believed that he had feelings for her and Elena.

Which made everything all the more complicated.

Bonnie knew Damon. She knew that when he wanted something or someone he didn't give up on them. She had watched him chase after Elena and practically throw himself at her for the last few years and she knew that he was relentless. Right now, what he wanted, was her. He didn't care if it had to be a secret, he wanted her. And she had a strong feeling that he was not going to give up on her.

Her heart jumped excitedly in her chest despite her mind screaming at her that this wasn't a good thing.

A sudden knock brought Bonnie out of her thoughts and she sat up in bed, her heart racing. She hoped that it was Damon and not Jeremy, she was not ready to face him yet. "Who is it?" She called out.

"It's Caroline." Without warning the blonde pushed open the door and walked inside, staring her down with eyes that told her that she knew what was going on. "We need to talk."

Author's Note :

Thank you all so much for reading! I decided to add another chapter ASAP because of all of your wonderful reviews! Gosh, I do have to admit that I am feeling really anxious about this chapter haha, it's very late and I hope there aren't too many grammatical errors or anything! :)) Y'all have been so wonderful and I am so happy that you guys are enjoying my fic! I hope that y'all continue to enjoy it! What do you guys think is going to happen with Bamon? Do you think that Damon will keep trying? Do you think Bon-Bon will give in to him? :) Also, what about the Gilberts? And how is Caroline going to react to Bonnie now that she knows!?

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

Thank you all so very much for reading! I love you all!

-Tracy Cook-