A/N: Hello everyone! Here's the fifth chapter, second sequence or th party. I hope you like it, and please review!!

This fic is nowhere near its end, so review and let me know if you're liking it! :D

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Maggie.

Diclaimer: I don't own anything.

Damon took Bonnie upstairs, again. A very strong sense of déjà vú invaded her. Just a week ago, they were doing the same thing, and it didn't end well. Remembering that, she had to stop him.

-Damon- she whispered- we can't. Last time... - and she trailed off, lost in the beauty of his eyes. He was doing the vampire-compelling-thing, and she tried to resist. Getting madder every second, she slapped his arm.

-Damon! Don't do it! C'mon!-

-Okay- he answered- just relax. Elena won't catch us tonight. I promise-. Bonnie felt a little better, but couldn't help wondering why he said "Elena won't catch us". But, her will wasn't very strong, especially with Damon holding her like that.

-Fine- she murmured stubbornly. Then he kissed her, making her forget everything else. As they got to Elena's bedroom's door, it slammed open, Bonnie couldn't tell if he had opened it, or if it had opened by itself. She didn't really care.

The bed looked especially appealing right then. Bonnie was picturing how Damon would take her dress off and her underwear in a second, and then he would fuck her hard, making her climax a hundred times. She went wet just to imagine it.

Damon could hear her thoughts, and seemed pretty damn amused by them. Never said there's a vampire with a sense or privacy, because they're all shameless. Bonnie felt a little bad about that thought. Stefan was probably a decent guy. But then she remembered Damon and an image came to her like a flash. Damon, all sexy looking, was laid down on the bed, clothes completely off. He was smirking at her, which made her angry, and very turned on.

He had put that image in her mind, very easily too. And that infuriated her. She wasn't some idiot chick like Caroline had been to fall in his compulsion. She was strong, and was going to make damn sure he knew that.

Suddenly, she threw him onto the bed with a powerful move of telekinesis. "You're soooo gonna regret fucking around with me" she thought. Damon looked kind of scared and surprised. She smiled dangerously at him.

"God. She looks like a goddess" thought Damon. She looked beautiful and… evil. Perfect combination. Damon was already fighting his reaction. His dick was hard rock, it was almost painful.

Bonnie almost gave up, but then she remembered why she was doing that and smiled devilish. She was standing next to the foot of the bed, and she started to take off her clothes, really slowly. Agonizingly so. First, she undid the zipper of her burgundy dress, letting it drop and keeping just her underwear, which was red too.

She looked up at the vampire lying in the bed. His eyes were wide open, full of lust, and he was smiling. Bonnie threw a last look at him, and then turned around, heading to the door. She stopped in the middle of the room. Slowly, she took her hand to her back, and unclasped her bra. It fell to the floor, leaving her upper body naked.

Damon watched her strip like she was the most amazing thing in the world. He seemed almost fascinated. Bonnie turned again, facing him now. She looked straight into his eyes, enjoying the feelings showing in them. "He's so gorgeous" she thought bewildered.

Faster than she thought him capable, he was at her side, caressing her entire body. It almost made her forget her target, again. "He's good" she said to herself.

-Bonnie- he whispered in her ear. She fought with the urge of turned around and assault him.

-What, Damon?-she whispered back, her voice was sexy, full of lust. Even he wasn't able to resist.

-I'm gonna punish you for this, you know- he said, softly biting her lobe.

-No if I can stop it-she answered, a suddenly wave of courage going though her. Well, courage and other things. Then, she got free of him, and sent him flying backwards till he hit the door. His eyes opened wider than what seem possible, and his mouth twisted in a half-smile. He was enjoying himself very much.

She kept him to the door, not letting him move at all. And, slowly, she kneeled down in the middle of the bed. "Elena's is soooo going to kill us" she thought, but in that moment, she really didn't care. Damon continued to stare at her, and the image of his helplessness was hilarious. She was where she wanted, so she let him go. With a strong sound, he fell to the floor, but recovered very quickly.

Playing along, he walked slowly to the bed, and Bonnie hardly could contain the giggles rising up her throat. When he got there, he smiled dangerously and in a blurred movement, was behind her. "He likes that position, doesn't he?" Bonnie thought wildly, imagining what he could do to her that way. She felt instantaneously aroused.

They were already naked, so the show began. With a hand around her hair, holding her still, Damon started to thrust into her from behind, hitting spots that made her see stars. Like the vampire he was, he had a lot of energy, and that happened to be really adequate.

After a few thrust, Bonnie climaxed. "It's a new record" she thought surprised. Damon smiled at her thoughts and turned her around, making her face him. She was blushed due to the recent activity; her cheeks were a delicious pink. He had to use all of his willpower to resist tasting her blood right then. There was more he wanted to do to her, and he was nowhere near the end yet.

In a more conventional position, on top of her, Damon thrust into her again, making her gasp and then moan with pleasure. His eyes were full of desire. She started to feel her climax rise and threw her head backwards, exposing her neck. Damon looked down at her beautiful face, her mouth; her eyes closed, and couldn't help but give in the temptation. He bit her neck, but she felt no pain. Slowly, he drank her blood, feeling like a new man. A new vampire.

After they climaxed, Damon hold Bonnie in his arms, content. She started to fall asleep when he heard someone coming upstairs. It sound like a girl. A very angry girl. "Fuck" he thought furious, "if Elena finds us again Bonnie will kill me". Not that he feared her or anything, but if anyone catches them, Bonnie would never have sex with him again. He was sure of that.

Damon tried to cover Bonnie and hide her, looking for an explanation of why he at least was there. But the door cracked open, and someone looked inside. The only thing Damon could do, was praying for it not to be Elena or Stefan. And he didn't pray much.

He was surprised when he saw who it was. He growled and got out of bed, leaving Bonnie there, hiding. He slowly face the person who just entered, smiling.