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Damon Salvatore was a part of her now. That is what Bonnie thought. Since he had given her his blood to save and heal her. Usually she would be disgusted and furious to know that vampire blood was in her especially Damon's blood the one that hated the most. But now she could only be thankful towards him for how he came to her rescue and prevented her from getting raped or perhaps even killed. The four punks who had attacked caused serious injury to her body and was planning to do worse things but weren't able to Thanks to Damon. Part of her would always be grateful for what he did for her, even if she hated him. He also saved her from weeks of recovery, a broken arm, serious concussion, brain injury, and broken rings individually would take most normal people weeks to recover as individual injuries. Who knows how long she would have spent in the hospital with all of those injuries at the same time.
Even the greatest hospital and medical staff in the world couldn't heal a human body anywhere was fast as vampire blood did. Part of Damon's blood ran through her blood stream now and Bonnie admitted to herself that she felt stronger, more powerful and more alive because of it. Thinking about how she had broken down in his arms and showed him a side of her that she never thought that she would. How he had held her and been so gentle and compassionate left her with conflicted feelings. It was because him of that she could walk around fine and injury free a day after being attacked. After showering, dressing, grabbing a bite to eat and hanging around Jerry for a little while, Bonnie went out to the gym.
A woman didn't just keep and have the body that she didn't without a little working out and eating right. She jogged around the track that the gym provided, then worked on her abs, legs, and did a little heavy weight lifting. After an hour of working out non-stop Bonnie decided that she had enough for the day. She was about to head towards the woman's locker room when someone got her eye. The man or vampire who had been on the thoughts all day long. He was wearing black work out pants and a black tank top. The black tank top showed of his pale muscular arms. He was working out on a machine the muscles in his arms and shoulders flexing and moving with this efforts.
Bonnie couldn't help herself she stood there and stared in wonder. The vampire kept his body in tip top shape that was for sure. Sweat gleamed off of his pale skin and suddenly she was hate with a sensation of lust and want for Damon Salvatore. What would it be like to run her lips over that cool pale skin, what would it be like to run her hands over that flesh. Bonnie mentally slapped herself. 'Stop it.' She told herself. 'You shouldn't be having this thoughts about Damon Salvatore you hate him. Still she couldn't ripe her eyes away from him.
Suddenly Damon's eyes raised up and connected with hers across the gym. As if aware that she was watching him he gave her an arrogant smirk and wiggled his eyebrows. Embarrassed that he had caught her gawking Bonnie blushed and broke her gaze and rushed towards the women's locker room.
She removed her sweaty gym clothes and jumped into the locker room shower for a quick five minutes to wash off the sweat of the work out. She changed into a clean under wear and Bra and put on some blue jeans and a green blouse. She stuffed her sweaty gym clothes into her gym bag and put on her shoes. When she turned to had for the exit she bumped into a solid wall of chest. She nearly screamed as a response of being startled. She looked to see that it was Damon Salvatore looking back at her that cocky smirk still on his face. She could smell the sweat from his work out and his black hair was damp with sweat.
"Damon." Bonnie started giving him an annoyed look.
"Hello my little witch." Damon greeted her.
Bonnie placed her hands on her hips. "Get out of here, you're in the women's locker room."
Damon looked around before returning his attention to her. "Really, I didn't notice that."
"If a female comes and sees you in here…" Bonnie was going to say.
"Relax." Damon cut her off "It's just us two for now."
Bonnie shook her head. "What are you doing here Damon?"
Damon ran a hand through his hair. "Why am I at the gym? Because even a vampire must keep his body in tip top physical condition to help keep on strength."
"That's not what I meant, why are you in the women's locker room?" Bonnie wanted to know.
"Oh to talk with you." Damon said with a grin.
Bonnie placed her hands on her hips. "What do you have to speak with me about?"
Damon's expression turned serious. "I told Stefan and Elena about what happened to you during a phone call with them."
"You did?" Bonnie asked "What did they say?"
"They were worried about you and wanted to drive up, but I told them that there was no need and that I'd already taken care of you." Damon explained
It had been a week since Bonnie spoke to Elena over the phone, since they were both kept busy with college they weren't always able to talk with each other every day. "How are they?"
"Elena's stressing out over some report that she has to do and Stefan." Damon added with a roll of his eyes. "Stefan is still being his same Saintly self."
Bonnie made a mental note to call Elena later. "What about you?"
Damon was confused by the question. "What about me."
"Those thugs that attacked me last night beat the shit out of to protect me from further harm." Bonnie hinted.
"Oh that what about them?" Damon asked
After making sure that it was still just the two of them, Bonnie went on. "You don't think that they'll call the cops on you."
Damon chuckled. "Cops?"
"I'm being serious, what if they call and try to have you arrested?" Bonnie asked
Damon arched an eyebrow and smirked. "Is Bonnie Bennett concerned about what happens to me?"
Bonnie sighed. "I just don't want cops coming after you for trying to help me out."
"They won't say a word." Damon shrugged a shoulder. "What are they going to say this big bad vampire came and attacked us and by the way we were assaulting a woman and were about to rape her, but can you go out and arrest this vampire for us. Let's face it the majority of the public still thinks that people like you and me only exist in Sci Fy or in fairy tales. They'll either be in prison or the loony hospital if they tell the truth, they'll give their mouth shut trust me."
"You're probably right." Bonnie rubbed at her arm.
Damon took in her appearance. "You go against all stereo types."
Bonnie nearly felt whip lash with how fast he changed the subject. "What, what stereo type?"
"Witches." Damon stepped closer. "Most people when they think of witches, the first thing that comes to their mind is an old hag, with wrinkles and warts, but you are young, beautiful and have one sexy body."
Was Damon Salvatore flirting with her? "Damon?" Bonnie said in disbelief,
"What? You may get on my nerves, but I won't deny that I find you attractive." Damon admitted. "Just like you find me physically attractive.
Bonnie was about to open her mouth with some smart insult.
But Damon raised his hand. "I saw you staring at me out there, saw the look in your eyes." He smirked.
"So." Bonnie felt herself blush.
Damon wrapped his arms around her waist. "So when are you going to stop pretending that you don't find me as sexy as hell?"
Bonnie rolled her eyes but made no attempts to move out of his arms. "Please you're a big egomaniac , I'm not admitting to anything."
"Play it that way." Damon said "I know how you really feel."
"Whatever." Bonnie rolled her eyes again.
Damon's smirked widened. "Maybe I do have an ego, that's why I say that you're one of the few women on this planet equal to me in physical hotness in good looks."
That comment made Bonnie laugh she couldn't help not to.
"Ah the witch laughs." Damon said with a grin.
Bonnie leaned into his body, their eyes connected intensely again like it had earlier that morning in her bedroom. A lady in her forties and dressed in a fall outfit came out of the bathroom with her gym bag. She stopped to see the couple before her have eye sex.
"Oh My." The lady said
Damon and Bonnie snapped out of the moment turning their attention to the lady.
Bonnie blushed for the third time that day. "Oh we're sorry Miss."
The lady chuckled. "There's no need to be ashamed, I know what young love it like."
"He's not my boyfr…." Bonnie moved out of Damon's grasp and was about to say.
Damon cut her off. "I'm glad that you understand we normally wouldn't do this in public but I just saw my woman out in the gym and couldn't wait until we got home."
Bennie's mouth dropped open as she looked at him. "Damon!"
Damon smirked at her. "Yes Sweetheart?"
The lady looked between them "It's alright nothing to be ashamed me and my boyfriend were the same way in college and he's now my husband of six teen years."
"That's lovely. I hope to get married to this girl right here one day." Damon said knowing that he was irritating and annoying Bonnie. "I think we have something special here."
Bonnie glared sideways at Damon. "Oh we have something special alright."
"Like I said I know how it is and to be honest." The lady winked at Bonnie. "With all respects to my husband I don't blame you for having a hard time for keeping your hands off a man that looks like that."
Damon wiggled his eyebrows. "I tell her that all of the time."
"Good luck to you young love birds." The lady swung her gym bag over her shoulder and walked out.
Bonnie glared at him. "Can't you now act like an ass for one day?" Because of him the lady thought she was trying to get some sort of quickie with Damon.
Damon lifted his hands and put an innocent look on his face. "What did I do?"
There were a bunch of female voices nearing and Bonnie turned to see a group of three friends entering the locker room when she turned back Damon was gone.
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That night Damon was at a Sports Bar/Restaurant it was a popular place locally known for it's Burgers and Fries, and Appetizers and many went there to eat burgers and drink beers while they watched sports on the big screen TV's that the place provided. It was a Thursday night and the TV were on the Thursday Night ESPN College Football game that the network showed every Thursday night during football season. The place was filled with people winding down from the long day.
Damon sat at the bar having his usual alcohol drink, thoughts of the little witch consumed his mind. How she had showed him her vulnerable side when she broke down in his arms the night before. She looked so weak and fragile at that moment that all he wanted to do was protect her and make the pain go away. He was suppose to hate the witch so why in the hell did he feel the things for her that he did?
Damon was lost in hid thoughts when he saw someone at the corner of his eye sit next to him. Damon turned his attention to see Jerry sitting there scowling at him. "Ginger what a pleasure it is for you to join me." His voice dripped with heavy sarcasm.
"We need to have a talk." Jerry blurted out.
"Do we now?" Damon said keeping the sarcasm in his voice.
Jerry waved away the bartender who had come to see it he wanted to order a drink. "Yes we do."
Damon rolled his eyes. "What do you want?"
"We need to talk about Bonnie." Jerry demanded.
Damon eyed the red haired man with steely blue eyes. "You want to talk to be about the little witch?"
"Don't call her that." Jerry said
"I'll call her whatever I want." Damon retorted.
Jerry placed a fist on top of the counter. "You're not good for her you freak."
"Oh that hurt." Damon said again with sarcasm. "Is that the way to talk to the man who saved your friend?"
"She didn't need your help." Jerry steamed.
It took all of Damon's will not to reach out and snap the judgmental, hateful red headed man, he thought that Bonnie was bad but Jerry was quickly getting on his bad side. "If I weren't mistaken Ginger I would say that you rather Bonnie stayed injured than for me to have helped her."
"She could have gotten help in the hospital." Jerry threw back.
Damon took another drink. "And end up with weeks of recovering in pain and hopped on pain medications."
"It would have been a better option than giving her your blood." Jerry sneered.
Damon iced the man with a icy glare. "Do you have a problem with me?"
Jerry lowered his voice so that only Damon could hear. "I have a problem that a blood sucking freak is around my friend."
Damon put his hand to his chest and pretended to frown. "Oh chucky how you hurt me so with your words."
"Stay away from Bonnie." Jerry warned.
"What did you say?" Damon cupped his ear with his hand.
"You heard me." Jerry said
Damon put his glass down in front of him and eyed Jerry with heated ice. "What if I don't stay away from the little witch?"
Jerry swallowed. "You'll find out."
"Is that a threat?" Damon narrowed his eyes. "Because I don't plan on staying away from Bonnie anytime soon."
"She hates your guts and wants nothing to do with you." Jerry spat.
"Do you really believe that?" Damon asked.
The vampire's attitude was getting Jerry more worked up by the minute. "You're like poison around…."
Damon cut Jerry off with a glare. "Don't think for a minute that you know how my relationship with Bonnie, we share something that she doesn't with any other person or man."
Jerry scoffed. "She's way to good for you."
Damon arched a brow. "Let me guess you think that you're just the right man for her."
"I never said that." Jerry said too quickly.
"That's it isn't it." Damon said "You feeling things for Bonnie more than just friendship?"
Jerry glanced away for a brief second. "No I'm just a friend looking out for her."
Damon smirked "I hope that you do, the witch is way to gorgeous to be with you."
"Excuse me?" Jerry's face reddened.
Damon gestured. "Look at you, Look at her. Really chucky why would she settle for someone like you? Better chances are that she gets with me."
Jerry rolled his eyes. "She would never be with you in that way blood sucking freak."
Damon smirked. "You sure about that? Get lost Ginger."
Jerry grabbed onto the sleeve of Damon's leather jacket. "Stay away from her I'm warning you."
Damon reached out and grabbed Jerry by the neck. He lifted Jerry slightly off of the chair. "My patience is running very thin with you Chucky. The only reason why I'm not going to snap your neck at this minute is because Bonnie seems fond of you as a friend and me snapping your neck most likely means her trying to set me on fire. But you better stay the fuck out of my way because next time I might not be able to control myself."
Jerry felt Damon's hand painfully around his neck and his air supply getting cut off. The bartender came over. "IS there a problem."
Damon released Jerry's neck. "Everything's fine right Jerry."
Jerry touched his neck and nodded, the bartender casted them an unsure look and walked away.
Damon stood placed some bills on the table and walked away.
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The next evening Bonnie stopped for a bathroom break. After a long day of classes, she looked forward to having the weekend to relax. She was in one of the unisex bathrooms with a single toilet, sink, and mirror. She washed her hands and dried them, then reapplied some lip stick on the mirror. She slipped her lipstick back in her purse checking out her reflection. Suddenly Damon appeared in the mirror behind her.
Bonnie jumped out of her skin and screamed.
Damon smirked at their reflection and her reaction to his sudden appearance. "Hello little witch."
Bonnie turned around to face Damon her had on her chest. "Would you stop doing that?"
"My bad." Damon said with a shrug of his shoulder.
"What in the hell do you want Damon?" Bonnie demanded.
Damon put his hands in the pockets of his black jeans. "Chucky had a talk with me last night."
Good Grief Bonnie thought to herself since Damon had come up with that neck name for Jerry, she was going to picture the evil sprit possessed doll chasing down some poor soul with a knife every time she laid eyes on Jerry. "What would Jerry talk to you about?"
"You?" Damon answered.
"Me?" Bonnie pointed to herself.
Damon sighed. "Yeah, he doesn't seem to like me."
Bonnie took a breath. "To be fair Damon can't expect for those who know who you are to welcome you with open arms."
"Trust me I have no wishes to be friends with Chucky, nor do I care what he thinks about me." Damon said "But I do take issue with him telling me to stay away from you."
Bonnie waved a hand. "He's just being overly protective of me."
Damon arched a brow. "You sure that's all there is to it."
"What do you mean?" Bonnie asked
"You sure that there isn't any motivation behind Ginger's interest in 'protecting' you." Damon air quoted.
Bonnie shook her head. "I just see Jerry as a sweet friend, like a brother and nothing more."
"Sure but does he feel the same?" Damon asked
"He never hinted that it was anything more, so sure he feels the same. Why am I talking to you about this?" Bonnie added.
Damon cocked his head to the side. "I think that he is not being protective as a friend but more like 'I have a thing for this woman and don't want no other man around her'. That got of way."
Bonnie pursed her lips. "You don't think that a man and a woman can be friends without wanting to jump each others bones?"
Damon smirked. "No I don't."
Bonnie laughed. "I'll talk to Jerry again and tell them that everything's fine and that he doesn't have to worry about me around you."
"Alright." Damon said "I'll try to tolerate him for your sake."
Bonnie rolled her eyes. "Okay sure."
Damon stepped up to her hands still in his pockets. "As irritated as I am with chucky the truth is that I can't blame him if he is attracted to you, you are stunningly beautfil."
The way that he was looking at her with those blue eyes made her feel butterflies in her stomach. "Damon don't….."
"Don't do what tell the truth, has no other man complemented you are you looks before?" Damon asked
Bonnie had gotten complements from many men , she remembered the one time where a man used the whack pick up line if her having to be an angel fallen from heaven. So it wasn't as much the complement itself as it was the lips who the words came from that made her heart flutter in her chest. "What are you doing Damon."
Damon's eyes scanned her face. "I'm telling you that I see you as an attractive woman…."
"Just stop Damon." Bonnie said raising her hand.
"I can't stop what I'm feeling for you, I want you." Damon told her.
Bonnie was frozen to the spot. "Don't say that."
Damon never moved his eyes off of her. "Why can't I say that? Are you going to deny that you're attracted to me?"
She could smell his scent the kind that made a woman what to wrap her arms around a man and bury her face in his chest. "Even if I was, even if you're attracted to me like that we could never be together sexually or romantically, it would never work out."
"What makes you think that?" Damon asked
Bonnie gestured. "We're way too different"
"Really? I would say that we are more alike than you or eye are willing to admit." Damon told her.
Bonnie moved slightly away from him. "Damon I'm thankful that you saved me the other night and always will be but that doesn't change the past."
Damon let out a frustrated sigh. "It's is always going to come back to that Bonnie?"
"Yes it is, do I need to go down the lists?" Bonnie went on. "There's Grams."
"I'm sorry for what happened with your Grams." Damon sighed.
Bonnie shook her head. "You sure you're not just saying that to get in my pants?"
Damon approached her and put her hands on her shoulders. "I mean it, I fucked up is that what you wanted me to say?"
"You tried to kill me." Bonnie said tears welled up in her eyes.
"Emily." Damon corrected.
"In my body, I would have been the one to pass away." Bonnie told him.
"You tried to set me on fire, so does that make us even?" Damon smirked
Bonnie set him a sad look. "It's not a joke Damon."
His expression softened. "Alright, you want me to say it." Damon got close to her so close that his chest touched hers. "I apologize for almost killing you, I wish that I could take it back but I can't."
Looking into his eyes Bonnie could tell that he was being serious and sincere something she thought never thought would happen, not with Damon Salvatore. "And I'm sorry about the whole fire thing."
"I accept." Damon eyes bore into hers. He cupped her cheek in his hand "Time for us to stop bullshitting around and admit what we feel for another."
Bonnie looked up into his intense blue eyes. He was so close that she could feel his breath flutter over her face. The touch of his cool hand on her cheek felt comforting on her cheek. She could have mentally thrown him across the room like she did the last time , or give him a headache using her powers or set him on fire but she didn't want to, she wanted to feel his lips on hers.
For Damon this wasn't something that just started out of the blue when he arrived here just before Bennie's second year at James Madison started. Whatever he was feeling for the witch was brewing way back in Mystic Falls, even though the heated , hatred filled arguments and constant disagreements they had it had been something building up inside of him since then and now it was ready to explode and he couldn't fight it anymore. He moved his hand to the back of her neck and crushed his lips to hers. Putting all of his built up passion for her in the kiss Damon kissed like he could eat her alive.
Closing her eyes Bonnie parted her lips to allow his tongue to slip in and she slipped hers into his mouth grasping into the front of his shirt and moaning against his mouth as she deepened the kiss and returned it with equal passion.
Hearing her moan Damon could feel himself start to grow hard. He moved his hands down her sides under they were at her waist then he pressed her body closer against his. Their tongues battled for dominance and Damon had to admit that the witch was a damn good kisser. Her kiss stirred up things inside of him that he long thought were dead. He could keep going on kissing her forever but he was reminded that human beings did need to breath so he pulled away.
Bonnie was breathing heavily with her eyes closed she wanted him to keep kissing her but when she felt him remove his lips from hers she opened her eyes and looked at him. The way that she saw him looking at her with the intensity of lust and desire in those cool blue eyes made her weak in the knees and wet in her panties. She wanted this man badly but he was now watching her ready for her to make the next move.
Seeing the way that she looked at him with those gorgeous green eyes made Damon grow harder, it was a pure desire filled 'fuck me' type of look. He could hear her heart thudding against her ribs, still it was up to her to make the next move.
Grabbing onto the collar of his shirt again she pulled him back into a kiss. Her hands moving into his hair as she kissed him deeply once more.
Embraced in a lip lock with her he moved her back against the wall, so that she was between him and the wall. He pressed his body against hers again and broke his lips from hers once more this time he brought his lips against her neck to taste the flesh laying there.
Not caring that he was a vampire Bonnie tilted her neck to give him better access. She let out a verbal sound of pleasure. She could feel his arousal through his pants pressed against her and it made her grow even wetter.
Damon ran his tongue over the vein in her neck and felt her body shudder in response. He groaned at the salty and sweet taste of her flesh.
Bonnie wrapped one of her legs around his making the skirt that she was wearing slightly ride up. She pressed her heated center against the hardness in his crotch and grinded herself against him.
Damon growled in pleasure as he could feel her dry humping him. The feeling of her hot center pressed against his crotch made him so hard that he felt like he could rip and hole into his pants. He returned the favor grinding himself against her. He moved one of his hands down ward until they rested on her bare leg. Then he proceeded to move his hand upward and up until the were up her skirt, removing his hand towards her enter thigh towards her heated center, he brushed his fingers against her panties and could feel that they were soaked from arousal for him. He dipped his fingers inside of her panties and slipped them into her dripped wet, heated core.
Letting out a loud moan as she felt her walls immediately tighten around his fingers. She threw her head back letting out sounds of pleasure as he moved them in and out of her.
Groaning at how tight she was around his fingers, Damon kept fingers fucking her with his fingers picking up his pace.
This went on Bonnie feeling him moving his fingers over her most sensitive parts. She felt it build up inside of her until she couldn't hold it in anymore. "Damon." She moaned as she had an orgasm around his fingers.
Damon pulled his fingers out of her and brought them to his lips. With his eyes burning into hers he sucked her juices off of his fingers. "Fuck you taste damn good." He told her voice heavy with arousal.
Bonnie never knew that watching a man taste her would be so arousing. She reached down at the belt buckle of his black jeans. Undoing the belt buckle of his pants, she unzipped his zipper and moved her hand down into his boxer briefs grabbing a firm of his hardness.
Damon hissed out in pleasure as he felt her warm hand wrap around his hard cock. She began to jerk him off. He gritted his teeth moving his hips to go with the movement of her hand.
Inwardly Bonnie smirked at the fact that she could bring pleasure to the arrogant vampire.
As much as he was enjoying the feeling of her hand on him, Damon felt like he was going to explode his seed into her hand in he let her go on and he wanted to be inside of her when that happened. He removed her hand from him and pulled down his pants and boxer briefs until they were at his ankles. He reached up and pulled off her moist panties and let them fall to the floor. He lifted her up against the wall and entered her with one hard smooth movement.
Bonnie gasped feeling his hard cock inside of her felt so good.
Damon studied her. "Are you okay?"
"Don't stop." Bonnie lustfully told him.
That was all that he needed to hear grasping her hips he began to thrust in and out of her.
Bonnie wrapped her legs around his waist and went along for her ride of pleasure. She moaned loudly trying to meet him thrust for thrust.
Hearing her moans of pleasure in his ear, Damon picked of his pace, grunting out in pleasure. He drove himself inside of her harder and faster.
Bonnie grasped into his shoulders for support. Her moans getting louder and she could feel herself about to cum again and it made her toes curl inside of her shoes.
Feeling himself about to cum as well Damon picked up his pace moving even faster and his hips slapped against hers. He gripped her hips tighter as he felt himself near his finish.
His cock hit her g-spot and Bonnie couldn't hold it in any longer. "Damon." She moaned his name again as she came around him.
Damon gritted his teeth, calling out her name as he emptied his seed inside of her. Both spent they slid down the wall together until they sat on the bathroom floor wrapped up in each other.
Bonnie couldn't believe what just happened. She couldn't believe that she just fucked a vampire in a public bathroom of all places. The man that she was suppose to hate had given her so much pleasure. She didn't know what came over her.
Damon studied her face searching for answers. How did she feel about what just happened between them? He cupped her cheek and rested his forehead against hers.
Bonnie wanted to close her eyes and set with him like this for a moment but she was overwhelmed by what had just went down. She removed his hand from her cheek and wrapped herself from him. Getting to her feet. She grabbed her panties off of the floor and slipped them on, pulling down her skirt and fixing her shirt. She grabbed her purse from the sink.
Damon got to his feet pulling up his pants and boxer briefs. "Bonnie…." He started to say.
Bonnie shook her head. "This will never happen again." She whispered. She unlocked and opened the bathroom door peeping her head out she was glad to see no one in the area outside of the bathroom. She quickly exited living him standing in the bathroom alone.