Black Velvet
Ch 11 - Proposition (Party Part II)
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Bonnie stood in the mirror, trying her best to recreate the magnificent beating, Davina put on her face earlier. Then she heard a knock at the door.
(Knock knock)
"Who is it?"
"Babe, its Kat. Let me in." Bonnie walked to the door looking like a cross between just fucked, and hot mess. "Babe, what happened?"
"What happened? You sent that man upstairs to surprise me, and this happened. Now, my zipper is caught on this material, and anyway I move it, it will rip."
"Oh my gosh, did you guys fuck?" Kat asked amused.
"Does it matter? He gave me the best orgasm of my life and Kol is downstairs. What the hell did I do?"
"It's okay. Kol's downstairs flirting with Andie. The second she asked him to say these words in his accent, he took it and ran."
"What!" Bonnie exclaimed.
"Bitch, you're not getting jealous of Andie and Kol, are you?"
Bonnie didn't know how to feel. She was bothered by the fact that Kol was flirting. It reminded her of Kol and April, and at the end of the day, she didn't hate him. He was her husband. The man she lost her virginity to. The man who she loved first. The man who proposed to her. She man, who's accent used to drive her wild. Not only did he make a fool out of her months ago, but... he was doing it again, tonight. With the woman, she despised the most at the party. "I'm not jealous." Kat looked at her like she was lying. "Okay, if I'm being honest, I don't know how to feel. I have yet to process what Kol did months ago. I've just blocked it out. So, when I hear hat he's up to his old tricks, it just, makes me remember how I felt that night, Kat. It's easy to feel that pain again, when you try hard to conceal the truth behind the pain of it all. I'm reminded how he cheated, how he lied, how he broke several promises, and how we never had a baby."
"Then, let's do what we should've done along time ago babe. Let's make him squirm." Kat said.
"How the hell do you suppose I do that?"
"The dress you bought for tonight. The one we picked out. Put that dress on, and let's fuck the night up."
"Kat, we are not going to be petty. Not tonight. Not your night!"
"My night? Bitch, I've been waiting to be petty for..." she looked at her new white-gold Rolex, with pink the diamond bezel Elijah got her for her birthday. "Three hours now."
"Oh my gosh, he spoils you. That watch, is fucking dope. Probably worth what we make in a couple of months combined." Bonnie doted.
"Right? I mean, I'm so lucky, I can't believe it. Why does Elijah love me?" Kat asked in a drunk and high, overly reactive state.
"Babe. Elijah, is better because of you. He lets people shake his hand now. Remember, he didn't let people touch him?" Bonnie asked laughing.
"True."
"And he smiles, Kat. He smiles all the time. Elijah isn't a smiler. But you, you do that. And in his mind, you're his better half. So stop doubting that you deserve to be happy. You're an amazing woman. You're my best friend. Which is why I need to make sure you don't doubt anything tonight. I can't let you be negative, which is why we won't be slapping people tonight." Bonnie said smiling, and standing there with her face incomplete.
"But first, let's make you one fuckable, but untouchable bitch. Get that hot pink mini." Bonnie grabbed the dress, and put it on. It was sleeveless and literally stopped mid thigh. They washed her face and started completely over. She couldn't quite figure out contouring, but she figured after she'd washed her face, she'd just moisturize, conceal, and then lightly bronze. She felt a little more natural now. She was hoping people didn't notice too much. So she took her hair and let it loose, and shook her it out a bit. Fuck it, she thought. She did sweet, at the start of the night. She wore the beautiful evening dress. It was time to put on her hot pink mini, and let her hair down. Damon delivered her a punishment which would make her pussy throb the rest of the night, he also broke her zipped, and her best friend was being proposed to and she was ready have a good night.
"Damn girl. You look amazing. Let's get downstairs, and remind everyone, why you're my best bitch."
oOo
Bonnie's body was on full display. As she walked down the stairs of Elijah's large home. She took her time, still wearing the heels Damon bought her, she decided to take her time and make every step count. Katherine lead her back to the dining hall, and when they walked in, the room grew noticeably quiet. Kol, was silenced by the look on Andie's face, when she watched Bonnie's legs step across the threshold of the entry way, coming from the kitchen side of the dinning hall. Every step she took showed how toned her legs were. Following her legs up to the curve of her hips, and her overtly sexualized hour glass shape, which became unbearable for any sanely, straight man, to look at, once the eyes reached her waist. Bonnie didn't even notice the attention she garnered, because she walked in talking to Kat.
They giggled at their own inside jokes, entering the room of dead silence, causing them to look up and notice everyone's eyes.
Damon could barely see her as her husband stood up and tried putting his jacket on her. "Change, right now, Bonnie."
"Kol, I told you, the zipper on my dress was messed up. I had to change." She looked up and apologized to everyone for the disruption. "I'm sorry, there was an accident with my dress. I had to change, so Kat helped me." As hard as every man stared, every woman looked twice as hard.
"Good God." Rebekah said. "I had no idea I could be so aroused by my brother's wife. I'm a fucked up individual, aren't I?" Marcel had no qualms, about his girlfriend's desires. Neither did Haley.
"Rebekah, if your fucked up, I must be demented, for thinking how bad I want to taste her." Haley said.
"Darling, we need to, calm down, before Kol shits himself. How the hell, does my brother maintain?" Nik smirked and poured more champagne. "Marcel, my sisters mouth is going to catch flies." He laughed, making the feast of the back of the table laugh to break the monotony.
"Tyler, you okay? You don't speak much do you?" Haley asked.
"Sorry. I just, am out of my element. I don't know anyone here. So, I'm just here as arm candy for my date."
"Well, Caroline, tell us, how long have the two of you been together?"
"We are just dating. It's been a couple of months."
"I see. You do understand, that Tyler's the kind of man you have to be more attentive to. A woman, like me is bound to snatch him right up."
"Aren't you taken?"
"Yes."
"So, wouldn't that make it cheating?"
"Oh," Haley laughed. "Silly girl, you don't know me. Umm, I'm a polygamist."
"Oh." Caroline raised her eye brows and looked shocked and appalled.
"Is there a problem with my lifestyle to you?"
"I'm not trying to judge, but-"
"Then don't."
"Well you asked my opinion, and I just don't think you can love more than one person. It seems selfish."
"My man and I partake in the multi-person loving system. We are exclusive to each other, but we have a lot of love to give. I'm not discriminatory. I love both men and women. You've been rolling your eyes at me all night. I don't appreciate it."
"I don't appreciate your talking about your lifestyle, while I'm enjoying my dinner."
"Then maybe you should get up and get some fresh air, give me a chance to talk to Tyler some." Haley wasn't a mean girl, per say, but she was very honest, even when most people didn't care to hear it.
"Relax dear. My girlfriend is just being funny. Don't take it personally. She thinks your boyfriend is cute, but if it gives you any form of satisfaction, I haven't approved of him. Something about him, kind of bothers me." He said, making Tyler smirk.
"Sorry, a younger man tends to make an older man self-conscious about himself." Tyler said.
Nik laughed, in a dark menacing way. "Only a fool would think age in a man matters, when it comes to women. It's confidence, you fool. It's confidence and a smile. I haven't approved of you, because my woman is strong-minded, your body language, and personality simply let me know you couldn't satisfy her. If you can't satisfy her, guess what that means? It means I would have to deal with her anger about a failed attempt at a fun fuck."
Tyler sat up and got annoyed. "You don't know me."
"I don't, but I know that you need to have more balls when it comes to the blonde. She's feisty. Use that to your advantage, and have your way with her. You will both thank me in the morning." Nik got up and excused himself, with a laughing Marcel. "Now, my mate and myself or going for a cigar, if you care to learn more, you can join us. So long as it's okay with Marcellus."
"Come on Tyler, come hang with the big boys for a few minutes. Your dick will thank us."
"You don't have to go, Tyler. Screw that guy!" Caroline said.
Tyler looked back and forth between his "date" and the men who called him out on his shit, and for some reason, he got up. "Listen, enjoy yourself. I want to get to know everybody. I don't want to just sit in the corner, like I didn't come to enjoy myself. It's a party, Care. Lighten up."
She rolled her eyes and got uncomfortable looking for Elena. Elena was busy holding onto Stefan's every word, and eating the food. Caroline looked to Haley and Rebekah. "What?" She said defensively.
Haley chuckled and shook her head. "Nothing. Just, take a shot with us. We don't bite. I mean, we do, but... only if you ask." She passed a shot glass down and poured the three girls shots. "Bottoms up." Caroline reluctantly took the shot and hoped the night would get better.
oOo
When Bonnie sat down, Damon, was fumbling his thoughts trying to find the words. He didn't know whether to be mad she took off the dress he had tailored for her, or to thank her for blessing his vision with this version of her. First thing he thought of, was how he'd love to role play with her. She tried to avoid making eye contact with him. Namely since her husband was watching her every move. If she meant to take his eyes off of Andie, it worked, but now, she was stuck, with his unmoving eyes on her. "Kol, your making me uncomfortable. Staring at me like that."
"Really? Why'd you put the fucking dress on?"
"I told you, the zipper on the other dress was messed up. Kol, please stop, before I change seats with Haley."
"Why, so Nik can continue hitting on you, like he was earlier? I'm not comfortable with my wife, looking like a..." he paused and every he looked at him, waiting to hear him finish his sentence.
"What, Kol, you wanna finish that sentence?" She asked with a tinge of hurt.
"Nothing, princess. You just, look like a, come on... don't put me on the spot. I'm literally, just, trying to keep you from receiving improper attention."
"She looks beautiful." Damon said.
"Fuck off Salvatore." Kol said getting sick and tired of Damon. "My wife, doesn't need encouragement from a Fucking Gigolo!"
Damon bit his bottom lip in anger and sucked air through the small opening of his mouth.
"Don't, talk to him like that, Kol. Don't come here and be rude, because you can't handle me, in my element."
"And what's that? The element of seeking inappropriate attention?"
"No. Being comfortable in my skin, having fun, and feeling good about myself. I loved the dress I had on earlier. It made me feel like a queen. I felt, prettier, then I've felt in years tonight. So imagine my devastation, when the zipper broke. Luckily I had a back up. Can you just be secure enough to handle me, in this dress, or do I need to find a seat at the opposite end of the table?"
He rolled his eyes, "I need a cigar." He got up and left. "I could fucking strangle you." He said under his breath, slamming his chair.
"Bonnie, can I please, oh please... slap him for you?"
"Kat. Stop. I said no slapping tonight." Bonnie sat down, with a loss of appetite. Damon grabbed her thigh, and just rubbed her skin. He caresses the skin of her leg, the way he was doing in the shower. Bonnie bit her lip, subtly. No one noticed, because his hand was under the table. She began breathing long, slow breaths. He used his fingers to penetrate the muscles in her legs and he calmed her down. She turned to him and spoke lowly. "I'm sorry for taking your dress off. I didn't want to, but bad karma, made my zipper get stuck, and I couldn't get my make-up right, then it all went downhill."
"Don't apologize. You don't any of us, anything." He lifted his glass and toasted her. "To you."
She happily drank, and enjoyed his company until Elijah started calling for everyone to come back to the dining hall. Once everyone, including the anger Kol, filtered back in, he gathered them to speak.
"Everyone, tonight was more than just celebrating two lovely women. Elena and Katarina, you both deserve the best. Happy birthday." Elijah said and he walked over to Kat as she sat across from him. "As you all know, Katarina, my little Kitten, has been a whirlwind storm, invading the quiet life I once lead." Elijah spoke fluently and clearly, so no one could ask him to repeat himself during this moment. Everyone's attention was on Kat and Elijah, and Bonnie was unknowingly so excited she grabbed Damon's hand and squeezed.
"She has been the one person, who made me want to live a life for someone other than myself. She's loud, obnoxious, testy, pushes my buttons to no end, but she's also giving, and loving, and beautiful, and most of all, selfless. She takes care of me, more than anyone else ever has. She puts me first, and I don't always deserve it. I can't spend many more days without her knowing how much I love and care for her. So much so, that I don't ever want to be without her."
He reached inside of his pocket, causing several people to sit directly up in their seats and Elena put her hands over her mouth as she watched her sisters face freeze. Bonnie's eyes teared up and Damon felt her squeeze his hand, and watched as her knees bounced up and down in a jittery fashion. He squeezed her hand back and kept watching Elijah as he got on one knee. Opening the box he pulled out and showing her the beautiful, Princess cut ring with the platinum band. When she mimicked Kat and covered her mouth, Bonnie wiped tears that just fell from her eyes. Damon's thumb rubbed Bonnie's hand as she sniffed tears of joy.
"Katarina... My sweet kitten, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"
Once a few gasps sounded, Kol looked at his wife who was crying. He couldn't see her holding Damon's hand and he remembered when he proposed to her. She didn't cry when he proposed, but she was happy. He wondered how she could be so emotional for Kat and Elijah's proposal and not her own, when he proposed.
The room waited for the answer as Kat looked at her ring. "Oh my gosh, is that platinum?" She asked and everyone laughed.
"It is, Kitten. Nothing but the best for you." He smiled. She looked at his face and she saw his love for her, and his love felt so unconditional, that she realized, she was making a mistake questioning him the last couple of months.
"You know I hate emotions and you are making me get emotional."
"I love it, you wear them well." he said.
"Elijah, I love you, more than anything... But-"
"But what?"
"But I can't imagine, never being emotional, with anyone else. Of course I'll marry you."
She jumped up and hugged him and they embraced emotionally for minutes and Bonnie turned and hugged the first person near her. Damon. She hugged him and it felt so natural she didn't notice her husband watching them. Damon's arms wrapped around Bonnie, like they'd hugged before. He noticed, how comfortably Damon looked with his arms around her waist. His jaw ticked hard and he downed another glass of champagne. Bonnie let go of Damon and ran to both Kat and Elijah, hugging them.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so happy for you guys. Like, I'm really exciting, and can't wait to plan."
"Did you know about this?"
"I did." Bonnie said and she and Kat wiped each other's tears. "I'm sorry I had to keep it from you."
"Yeah I'm going to kick your ass." Everyone came to congratulate them and Bonnie moved to give them space. Damon congratulated Elijah and Kat rather quickly as the crowd wanted to ogle Kat's ring. Bonnie headed away from the crowd and Kol snatched her by her arm and walked her into Elijah's office and closed the door.
"What's going on with you and Damon?" He said as she snatched her arm from him.
"Excuse me?"
"You were hugging him."
"I was? When? I don't recall." She asked confused, because she didn't purposely pick Damon to hug. He was just the closest person to her. He yelled at her.
"Bonnie, don't fucking lie to me, you were hugging him and crying. What the fuck was that?"
"Stop yelling at me. Not tonight Kol."
"Yes tonight! What are you doing, are you one of Damon's whores?" He yelled.
"Did you just call me a whore?"
"I asked you if you were being a whore. If you took offense there must be a reason." He was getting louder.
SLAP!
He held his cheek, and she bit her lip nervously, the way he looked at her was predatorily, in a dark way. A menacing way. He stalked her until she bumped into the wall.
"Fuck you Kol."
"Okay, yeah. Fuck me then. Be a wife for once, and FUCK YOUR HUSBAND!" He yelled. She sharpened her look at him and glared with such anger, she didn't want to waste her passion on anger directed at him.
"You know what, I'm so done with you. After tonight, you need to get the fuck out of my house!" She yelled walking away towards the door to open it.
"Don't you fucking walk AWAY from ME! Bonnie Mikaelson!"
oOo
"I'd have to tell you I envy you. Your ring, your man, your size two body. Congratulations."
"Thanks Andie. And I'm a size five, but I appreciate the compliment." Kat didn't hide the fact that her eyes needed to be rolled at the moment.
"So where's your bestie? Did she help out with picking it?"
"No she didn't pick it." Elijah said. "She and I collaborated on what to get, or what we each thought Kat would like. The platinum was my idea the princess cut was Bonnie's."
"Where did she go, I lost her?" Kat said, until she found her talking to Elena and Caroline. "I need to go to Bonnie. Andie, have you met Caroline, yet? I think you two would hit it off." Kat could didn't mind grouping women she hated. It made talking shit easier. "Come on, I'll introduce you." She said, leading her to the group, specifically signaling out Caroline.
"So yeah, this party has been wonderful Bennett."
"Thanks Caroline. I think." Bonnie said laughing.
"She meant it." Elena said. "Considering she wanted to leave after the earlier fiasco."
"Of course. That poly-girl, and the only other blonde here, decided to feed me shots, since my best friend was so busy stuck up Stefan's ass, all night."
"Caroline, really? Your date was here too. So, I wasn't aware I needed to babysit you."
"In case you haven't noticed, the past hour, my dates been bonding with the boyfriends of the women who have been drinking me under the table. I'm very... fupped, flucked, frucked up!" She couldn't get it out right, and the women just stared at her, laughing under their breath. "Fruck all you britches." She burped.
Bonnie couldn't stay mad at Caroline. She was drunker than a skunk. "Well, I'm just happy you and Kat kept it PG. I needed this night to go perfectly."
"Not to mention that psycho is still salty over something that happened well over ten years ago."
"She's not salty, look at her and Elijah. They are happy." Bonnie said.
"Plus, Elijah is unquestionably the hottest guy here." Elena said.
"Why thank you sis!" Kat says walking up. "Should I be worried?"
"No, you know I only have eyes for Stefan." She insisted.
"Yeah right. If we are batting eyelashes at men at this party, let's go with the real stud, Damon Salvatore." Caroline said. "I mean he's not just great to stare at, he's great to fuck."
"How the hell, would you know?" Both Bonnie and Elena asked.
"We hooked up a couple times. He's, such a got damn cock tease though."
"Damn, Care-a-boo-boo, who didn't you fuck?"
"Seriously, Kat, (hiccup) we're going there?" Caroline huffed.
"Shut up. You and Damon? How could I never have known?"
"Because Elena. He's kind of a dick. I mean, sure he's a great lay, but... He never gave me his number, he called me from a private number, and he was really impersonal."
"Impersonal?" Bonnie was really curious.
"Oh yeah. He was demanding, and he never looked me in the eye."
Kat giggled incessantly. She giggled, louder and louder, listening to the blonde.
"The fuck is so funny, pussy Kat?" Caroline asked.
"It's Kitty Kat and only, Elijah can call me that."
"Whatever. Why are you laughing at me? I can't be honest, without you being a britch... bitch." She literally, chewed her words up, but couldn't spit the meaningful ones out.
"You know you're the big, black hole for dicks right?" Kat said amused.
"Oh my Gosh, Kat... let's go." Bonnie attempted to pull her by the arm,
"No, Bon. Let's not. She is the black hole. She should just know already."
"The black hole, for ducks. I mean dicks. What does that even mean?"
"It means, your pussy, is where dicks go to disappear?" Kat said. She and Bonnie laughed, and Elena tried hard not to laugh, but couldn't help it. Caroline looked at Elena, forcing her to shut up.
Caroline looked at Kat like she wanted to scratch her eyes out. "She's just drunk Caroline. Don't mind her, please?" Bonnie said.
"Whatever. As I was saying, he was detached from the whole experience."
"So why, did you do it more than once?" Bonnie just didn't get it.
"His dick is huge, and he knew what he was doing. But he was an asshole. We hooked up, maybe... twice. I remember because it was around the time of finals. I was hanging out at a party, and we met, and it happened. Everyone was stressed. Then finals were over, he never called me."
"Wow. Luckily I've never had that problem." Andie said. Caroline looked at her like she was stupid. "I didn't mean it like that. He and I aren't college kids, plus, our relationship, is different, so."
"Well, it's not an actual relationship, Sugar." Bonnie said sarcastically. "So... yeah."
"You have something against me, Bonnie? You've always been kind of a bitch to me."
"Did you just call me a bitch?"
"Did you just call my best friend, a bitch?" Kat repeated.
"I'm just, trying to understand why you have something against me, unless you and Damon have something going on."
"Damon is your plaything, right? Don't worry about me and Damon. I just don't like seeing him with a woman, who seems to use him, for his body."
"Bonnie, did you not just hear me?" Caroline asked. "He's a total jerk. He only cares about sex."
"It's not true." She said defending him.
"How would you know?" Andie asked.
"I'm his friend, and we've never had sex. Same with Kat. He's a genuine guy if actually took the time to get to know him."
"He's definitely fuck worthy. Caroline was right about that. and, I've managed to make him, exclusive. So, I'm doing something right." She smirked. Bonnie was about to break her jaw, until she saw Damon, look upon the group of women. Kat grabbed Bonnie's arm.
"I'm surprised he doesn't have a bunch of illegitimate kids running around town." Elena said.
"Oh, no. He was very careful about protection. Not only did he wear a condom, but he gave me the plan B pill. Like that guy wants no parts of kids, at least that's what he said back then, for someone who didn't talk much."
"It's true, he's very, particular about protection."
"Oh. Wow. So, is this why you two didn't sit near each other tonight?" Elena asked.
"Partially. I just didn't need to have him and Tyler near each other. It would have been in poor taste."
"He's a hot piece of ass. I'd definitely suggest, trying him out one day ladies."
Kat watched Bonnie's face turn red. "Andie, you're a thirsty ass bitch. You need a lesson in discretion."
"Jealous, Bonnie? I know your husband was flirting with me earlier, maybe I could teach you a thing or two."
"Only, if teaching me, means that when you fuck Damon, he's not making you pretend to be someone else." She made every woman's mouth drop and eyes widen.
"What is she talking about?" Caroline asked.
"Shhh." Elena said, listening intently and sipping her champagne. "It's getting good."
Andie was embarrassed, but Bonnie didn't stop there. "Is it your name he calls out, plus one? Oh, no worries, "I'll WAIT!" Bonnie flipped her hair, and sipped her champagne awaiting a response, knowing that Damon has made her pretend to be Bonnie more than once.
"Shit that went south, quick." Kat said, laughing.
"Bonnie, he fucks like a god. So, in that case, he can call me whatever he wants. His cock is mine and mine only."
"It must suck, that a man like that, can only put up with you as a business negotiation."
"But your husband seemed really interested in me. He was probably wondering where I got my tits, I can get him the name of my doctor... for you."
"Damon doesn't seem to mind small natural breasts."
"Uhh... Bonnie?" Elena asked.
"You know, your husband needs more attention. Maybe focus more on him and less on me and the man I fuck every night."
"Andie, I don't appreciate you talking about Damon, like he's a fucking piece of meat. He's a person. If you can't figure out how to be a decent human being, then you can take your abysmal, forgettable, and abused pussy and leave my got damn party!"
"Caroline, these two are mean girls." Andie complained, and walked away
"If by mean, you mean, not putting up with bullshit, then yes, I'm a very mean girl." Kat said.
"I don't know, maybe Kat will lighten up, someone finally proposed to her, even though she's psychotic." Caroline laughed. Wrong choice.
Bonnie glanced over at Damon who saw her talking to Caroline, and he knew by the look she gave him, that Caroline had opened her big mouth and told her something. Was she stupid for feeling anything for Damon?
"Maybe I am psychotic, but you really will fuck just about everyone, won't you? What about Johnny? Do you remember what happened with Johnny, back in high school?" Kat asked Caroline.
"How pathetic Kat, you still remember that? It was one time, I just wanted to get back at you for telling the school I was a slut."
"But, you were a slut."
"Well, Johnny didn't seem to mind." She laughed
Kat was just drunk enough to be herself, so she threw her glass of champagne at Caroline, getting part of it on Andie. "Got damn this Tourette's is acting up again." Bonnie and Elena gasped, while Kat barely flinched, smiling.
"What the fuck? Bitch!"
Just before she could lunge at Kat, Elena pulled Caroline back and pushed her toward the bathroom. "It wasn't that much; her glass was practically empty. Come on let's clean you up. She's drunk. I'm so sorry." Elena was apologizing for Kat and walking away.
"Kat." Bonnie said. But she couldn't keep a straight face. "Good job. She has no shame."
"That was for Damon and Johnny." Kat said smiling. "Hey, don't be mad at Damon. It was so long ago."
"I know."
"Bitch, did you see Andie's face? Priceless!" Kat said cracking up. "I'm so proud of you. You killed her with a few words, you didn't have to get violent, or physical. You buried her."
"Yeah, well, she was really asking for it." The two best friends wondered about the room, laughing and mingling. "It's not my fault, he thinks about me, when he's with her." Damon watched Bonnie which looked like she got into a word spar with someone, and he wanted to know what happened.
He didn't want to draw attention by pulling her away and trying to speak to her, so he just played everything by ear and gave her space. Andie walked up to him worried. "Maybe we should leave My Mister. These women don't like me, and I feel as though, they are jealous of me, especially that Bonnie girl."
"What? Why would you say that?"
"She just became disrespectful with me for no reason. She tried to tell me, I'm lucky she allowed me to be here." She was partially right. Bonnie didn't want to be angry with Andie, until she started, being disrespectful, and neglectful of Damon's privacy.
"Okay. Did you give her a reason to do that?"
"Really, My Mister? My allegiance is to you. She's a total bitch!"
"Watch your mouth." He said sipping his drink, eyeing Bonnie from across the room.
"I'm sorry."
"Well, I'm not ready, but I can have Gino take you home."
"So what? We can't play tonight?" She giggled, thinking he was joking.
"No."
"Seriously. What do I pay you for?" She giggled again, making him angry.
"Number one, we are under contract. You don't pay me, at all anymore. Number two, we don't discuss business at events. Number three, if you ever talk about me, like I'm your property, I will hurt your feelings. You came to me, I didn't come to you. You needed me, I didn't need you. You understand?"
"Yes."
"You need to go home."
"You can't be serious, right. Because of that ghetto bitch...?"
"What did you just call her?"
"I said, that ghetto bitch! Because you seem to have a thing for her. What the fuck, can she give you, that I can't?" He said nothing. He grabbed his phone and dialed a number. "What are you doing?"
"Gino, yes. Come pick Andie up. Take her home. No I won't be joining her. Alright thank you."
"He'll be outside in about ten minutes. Grab your things. I'll be in touch."
"When?" She asked, with HURT feelings.
"When I'm good and got damn ready." He walked away leaving her speechless.
"What is it about her?"
He looked at Andie, and without a second thought, he said..."Everything." Then he patted her shoulder. "Goodbye Andie."
"Andie? What happened to Sugar?"
"Sugar was an act. We play a game. We are characters. I was playing my part. Acting. It's business Andie. Don't take it personal." He walked away from her.
Kol stumbled about the room five minutes ago and saw Damon watching Bonnie casually. He didn't say anything initially, he just watched. Damon stood with Andie talking and every few minutes he glanced at Bonnie. Then he would pretend to listen to Andie and Andie would giggle annoyingly. He could understand why she didn't keep Damon's attention, then suddenly, Andie walked away upset. But it wasn't until he saw his wife look back at Damon, and they made a gesture toward one another. Then Damon headed towards the bathroom, and Kol caught him the hallway, when no one was around, and gave a bullshit apology.
"Damon, I want to apologize for earlier. I was out of line."
"Well, that's big of you Kol." He said dimly, with an edge of sarcasm that Kol didn't miss.
"Yeah, I mean to think, you and Bonnie...? Preposterous. To insinuate something could possibly be going on. I mean, my wife is satisfied at home. She wouldn't need you, or any other man. I can't be insecure about her leaving when I can satisfy her despite your insults. I mean I can see why you would stare at her, but her staring at you... No."
"Well, why the hell are you worried about Bonnie and me?"
"I'm not. I mean, when I made her cum every night this week- it wasn't just that she came. It was how hard she came and how she begged me not to stop. She was begging like a little slut. Much like the dress she's wearing. Wouldn't you say, that's a satisfied woman?"
Damon's jaws ticked together and he was noticeably agitated, while his fists clenched tightly, ready to strangle this man. Kol watched in amusement. Damon pushed Kol against the wall and stood dangerously close to his face. When he stood up to come back at Damon, Damon grabbed him by his collar, and slammed him into the wall, "I'm pretty sure the only reason she came, is because she had to touch herself again right? You never could do it like a real man, she always had to touch herself. Remember telling me that? But don't feel bad, I'm sure someone will come long and pick up the pieces, and put you to shame."
"When we go home tonight, and I fuck her unconscious, I'll remember your words, when my dick is buried inside of her. See that dress she's wearing, I'm going to take her home, and treat her like the little slut she is."
Damon grabbed Kol by the lapel of his suit, in this hallway, while no one was watching, "You're a sorry excuse for a man."
"Don't tell me you have a thing for her? Really? Why would what I'm saying bother you, unless... is there something I need to know?" Damon wanted to tell him, he was going to take Bonnie away from Kol. He was ready to rub it in his face, that she called his name several times in recent weeks. But he couldn't, and wouldn't do that to Bonnie. So, he held every ounce of anger in for her.
Damon bit his lip in anger and whispered to Kol, "If you want her to cum hard, make love to her pussy, with your mouth, take your time and get nose deep. Lick her clit like it's dripping in caramel, and not just like it's ice cream, but a thick caramel. Take your time and let your fingers tickle her g-spot. Not hard, just enough pressure to know she can't handle it. When her thighs start to shake and her knees begin to buckle, flicker your tongue back and forth on her clit. But keep the motion consistent, she hates it, if you change your motions too often." Damon stood in Kol's ear, cocky as hell, explaining to the man how to make his own wife cum.
Kol pushed Damon off him, "How would you know?"
"I suppose the same way I guessed she didn't like raw fish, and... Because you don't strike me as a finisher, Kol."
"So my wife dresses like a slut, and you assume she'll fuck you, now. I assure you I could fuck Andie, before my wife looked your way. That's right, Andie, would suck my dick in a broom closet if I let her, with Bonnie in the next room, unassuming.
"Wow. Just when I don't think you couldn't get any fouler, you disrespect, the only woman who ever gave a shit about you."
"She's not the only one. Trust me mate." He said snidely.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean, she's not the only one?"
"Wouldn't you like to know? Just know, when your standing there, ogling her, its my name she's called for ten years. Does it bother you Damon? A woman like that, will never LOVE a man like you. You are not a man to love, just a man to fuck." This time Kol left Damon, with nothing to say. Damon remembered how Bonnie's said she couldn't love him, and he was letting Kol's words get under his skin.
Kol walked away, and bumped into Andie, in the hallway. "Leaving so soon?"
"Yeah, my night ended hours ago. I don't even know why I stuck around so long. He's clearly occupied with everyone, except me."
"Well, that's a shame, let me walk you out. Here's my jacket. You shouldn't wait alone." He proceeded to walk her out and they chatted, for longer, then what would be in the best interest of both Damon and Bonnie.
Now, Damon stood, wondering how accurate Kol's words were. Is he capable of being loved by a woman? Is he capable to be loved by a woman like Bonnie?
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The night easing its way, into effortless fun. It was around two am and everyone was drinking merrily. Divided into several groups, but still focusing on having fun as a unit, collectively. Haley and Nik had a hefty amount of drinks between them, and Haley was on the full tank and feeling sexually uninhibited more than normal. She began nibbling on Nik's ear as he stood near her. It was hard not to watch her, as she was overtly sexual and touchy.
"It must be nice to be so publicly, comfortable with your sexuality." Elena said to her sister, and Bonnie. Caroline was off in a corner somewhere being blonde, and bubbly with Rebekah. They instantly connected, especially since Marcel and Tyler got along so well.
"Yeah. You should try it sometimes Lena. You can be a real prude sometimes."
"Kat, just because you and Elijah have one of those master/slave relationships, doesn't mean it's for everyone."
"I don't know. I'm sure Bonnie doesn't mind the idea of it, do ya Bon?"
"Honestly, I always thought you had to have a mental problem to be participate in it, but then, I realized, it just takes a certain level of being secure with yourself."
"I guess." Elena became mopey, watching Stefan enjoy smoking a cigar, which she felt, was disgusting. But she realized, her uptight behavior, may be what made him fearful of settling down with her.
"Elena, I can't give you advice, on how to keep Stefan, but I can say, be open-minded to change, and willing to try different things. I'm heading to the bathroom; I'll be right back." Bonnie said.
Elena gave Bonnie's words some thoughts and spoke to Katherine, as Bonnie headed to Elijah's downstairs bathroom, alone. Or so she thought. When Bonnie walked into the bathroom, she was thrust into it, with the door being locked behind her and the lights remaining off.
"What the he-" she tried speaking, until lips crashed into her with a soft, luscious connection, that was softer than she'd ever felt. She was in thoughts to stop it, until felt in some weird way curious about the person delivering it. Bonnie's head hit the back of the bathroom door, and the body of the intruder was pressed against her. She felt greedy hands, and just the right, alcohol, intake to allow this. The top of her strapless dress was pulled down and a mouth found her breast on full display being sucked with a gentle intensity. A tongue wrapped itself around her nipple in a circular motion, and it was delicate and loving. Bonnie began to moan, uncontrollably, and she played in her intruder's hair. She snaked her hands through their hair and palmed it in her fist, pulling them up to meet her lips again. "I don't want that." She didn't want torturous nipple play. She wanted a kiss. She hadn't had a kiss like this in so long. Full on the lips, sensual connection, but a delicate pressure that forced just the right amount of intimacy out of her. That was the connection she needed. She need to feel an intimacy that only lips could provide her. The connection, the desire, the soft build of an intimate kiss. This kiss was greedy but soft, lustful, but necessary. She had forgotten what it was to just, be kissed by someone. Before she knew it, greedy hands were holding her, wanting their bodies to be pressed together, and they were, for a few minutes, and it was the most sensual she'd felt in ages. Bonnie was taken by surprise in the dark and when said person was finished, they whispered in her ear, "I've been watching you all night waiting for the opportunity. If your ever just curious, I'm a phone call away." Then they ended it, pecking her softly and lingeringly, on the lips. Bonnie was intrigued and thoroughly amused. She walked out of the dark bathroom, forgetting why she was in there in the first place.
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Damon found himself having a cigar break with a couple of the fellas. He was eagerly awaiting the night to end. There was one thing on his mind, all night. He wanted to take Bonnie home with him. He wasn't in the mood, to play around with waiting for a contract, something about her was embedded in his brain. He kissed her, when he made a promise to himself not to kiss any woman he didn't love.
He walked back into the hall and looked all around for her. She was nowhere in sight. Damon walked into the kitchen, and Elijah's office, and nothing. Suddenly, he saw her stumble out of the bathroom discreetly. Shortly after that he watched as Haley walked out behind her. "What the...?" Bonnie went upstairs, to the guest room. He wasn't far behind her.
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Tyler found himself having a good time, but feeling light-headed. All the drinking and cigar smoking had him needing to take a break from finding his manhood, and the only place he could be alone was at his car. He took a walk out to his car, where he found two people having sex where they thought no one would see them. The woman was bent over a car, and the man ramming into her, he recognized, but didn't know who he was. He couldn't remember this woman, because he barely saw her. But the man, was one of the brothers. He knew it wasn't Marcel, or Klaus. He decided not to get involved so he kept walking to his car, minding his own business.
Ten minutes later a knock at his window wakes up a sleeping Tyler. He jumps up. "Fuck." He looks out of the window, seeing a man in a suit. He rolls his window down confused.
"Hey mate. Listen, I know what you think you saw, but I'll give you what you want to be quiet."
"What?"
"Money. How much will it cost to keep your mouth shut and not tell my wife, you saw me fucking that woman?"
Tyler was half asleep, and confused. "Umm..."
"Ten grand?"
"Ten grand?" He asked confused.
"Twenty grand?"
Tyler feeling sick and nauseous was just trying to go back to sleep. "Okay, whatever man."
"How about twenty-five, and you act like you never saw me out here."
"Sure bro. Whatever."
"Alright, come to my car. I'll set you up right now."
The man wrote Tyler a check and walked away without so much as a bye. Just a pat in the back and a "Thanks, mate." When Tyler read the check, the name on it was Kolson Mikaelson."
Kol puffed a few more puffs of a cigarette then flicked it into the trees as he walked back to his car, and left with a woman, that wasn't his wife.
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Bonnie forgetting to lock the door of the room was frightened when Damon walked in on her changing. "What are you doing up here again? Someone will see you?"
"What are you doing?"
"Changing."
"Why?"
"I'm tired. I think I'm going to call it a night."
"You sleeping here?"
"Yeah. I told Kol, so... he won't worry why I'm not coming home."
"He's not staying?"
"We don't sleep in the same bed Damon. I told you."
"But you still let him touch you?"
"It's no worse than you fucking Andie."
"I don't love her. You love him, there's a difference."
"No, because I'll never let Kol make love to me again. Ever. Our past is too complicated, and sex was a huge part of our demise."
"So, its 3 am and you are calling it a night?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"No reason, everyone seems to be winding down. Are you and Andie, headed out?" She asked rolling her eyes.
"I sent her home a while ago."
"Oh. Really? Why?"
"Let's just say, come Monday, she will no longer be able to receive my services."
"What happened?"
"She's not what I want."
Bonnie paused. "What do you want?"
"You."
"Damon, I know you think that. But I'm realizing that, there's no way, you want anything, but a purely sexual relationship with me."
"How could you say that to me? Three months of us, just being, friendly, and slightly flirty. I've touched you, yes. But I've never, tried having sex with you."
"I realized, ten minutes ago, that one thing, I need in this world, is an intimate connection with someone. And while you did, kiss me earlier, it wasn't enough. I'm a kisser. I love kissing. It's intimate and it's meaningful."
"Who taught you that lesson, Haley?"
She glared at him wanting to be angry. Then she laughed. "And if she did?"
"She's a woman. You like women?"
"No, I don't like women. But when she kissed me, I felt something I missed. It wasn't so much sexual as it was intimate, and soft."
"I don't know. What can she teach you, that I can't?"
"Damon, you might be this amazing lay. I don't know. I imagine, that with the way you work your hands and mouth on my pussy, your just as amazing with your cock. But, what I need, is more than just an orgasm. I need an intimate connection."
Damon walked towards Bonnie, and she stood unmoving. "You, bite the inside of your lip when your nervous. You roll your eyes when you agree with me, but hate to admit it. You hate raw fish. You don't like Andie." He laughed. "When you want me to touch you, you force yourself to pull away from me, so I can chase you. We've been playing this game of cat and mouse since we met, and I don't mind. I'll be the cat all got damn day for you sweet pea. I'll chase you, if you want to run. But not if you want to run into the arms of Kol, or some woman."
"I don't want Haley, and I don't want Kol."
"I know you better than you think, admit it."
"So you know about sexual quirks?"
"I know about more than that. But I'm willing to know more. Let me know the other quirks, Bonnie."
"Why?"
"Because, after our fight, I realize I don't want to lose you. Not to Kol, and definitely, not to Haley."
"What are you asking me Damon?"
"Submit to me, Bonnie. Come home with me tonight, and let me show you how intimately we connect. No contract, no business involved. You, me and nothing between us. No clothes, no props, no people, no paper work. My body, your body, and our words."
"So you're asking me to submit to you, sexually?" Something, she didn't think she could do.
"In every way Bonnie, I'm asking you to give yourself to me, mind, body and soul, and let me take charge for the next forty-eight hours." After Kol's words, he was sick of not knowing what he and Bonnie could have.
"You're asking me, to give you something, I can't even give my husband. Do you understand that?"
"I know exactly what I'm asking for. I want all of you, for forty-eight hours."
"You're asking for an awful lot."
"I'm asking for what you want to give, don't lie to yourself. You want to give this to me, because you have NEVER given it all to Kol. No matter what he thinks." He stood before her and bent down pulling her panties down. "What did I tell you about panties, Schiavetto?"
"Hmm." She moaned.
"Open, your legs!"
"No." she swallowed feeling his hands cup her plump cheeks.
"I wasn't asking. Open your legs, or I'll make you scream so loud, they all come running up here."
"Damon, quit. My husb-" he shut her up by putting his fingers in her mouth.
"Don't finish that sentence. He's a fucking nobody. Do you hear me Schiavetto?" He pulled her panties off and put them in his pocket, then stood up and got all the way in her face. "In our world, he's dirt. He's trash. He's so far from an afterthought, your ovaries are practically calling me baby daddy."
Damon didn't about how those words stuck in her mind, knowing she and Kol had tried for years, he had no idea about the details of her and Kol's problems.
Bonnie looked him in the eye, and wanted to believe those were just words, but she swore it felt honest, like he wanted to mean it. "I'll do what you want, I'll fuck you, love you, make love to you, hurt you... in a good way, put a baby in you, or just my dick." He said biting her lip, making her weak.
"No." she spoke with trembles.
"No? Huh? Nothing? Let me kiss you, Schiavetto." He whispered into her opened and yearning mouth. "Let, me... kiss... you." He said, letting his lips caress hers. "Let me kiss you."
"Damon?"
"Maestro, Schiavetto. You'll address me as Maestro." Still lips pressed to hers gently. "Submit. I'll make it worth your while."
Bonnie bit the inside of her lip. "Umm."
"Your nervous." He said. "But you want this." She rolled her eyes. "See, you agree with me."
"I don't know, Damon, you should go. This... isn't a good idea." She began pushing him away. He grabbed her by the hand.
"You're pushing me away. Fine, because your worth the chase." Damon gently pushed her hair out of her face. "But tonight, I'm not chasing you. I'm taking you home with me."
"Forty-eight hours?"
"Yes. What do you say Schiavetto? I can change your life. All you have to do, is submit to me." He let his tongue tickle her lips. "Submit." He whispered.
"No."
"Yes."
"I can't."
"You can."
"I won't."
"You fucking will." He commanded.
Bonnie rolled her eyes, biting the inside of her lip.
Damon made a phone call, "Gino. Did you take Andie home?... Oh really? She never made it to you. Hm. Well, she found another way I presume. Have the car ready, I'm bringing out a special guest... Yes Bonnie." He said smiling. "Uh huh. I need you to come upstairs and grab her things. Second guest bedroom on the right. Okay. Yes, quickly." He hung up quickly.
"I'm not agreeing to this." She said looking at him in his crazy eyes.
"It's because you like me to chase you. News flash, I'm a relentless predator. I have stamina, for you. I'll chase you and tire you out." He said letting his fingers roam her inner thighs. "If you want me to leave you alone. Then say stop right now, and I swear to the high heavens I'll stop." He waited for thirty seconds, and she said nothing. "I want you, and I will have you. Keep that dress on, I told you, I'm not finished with you tonight."
He backed away from her, and watched how he'd worked her up. "You're, insane."
"You love it. Now, will we do this willingly, or do you want me to go, full dominant, and carry you outta here?"
"People will see you."
"Good." He said tossing her over his shoulder.
"I'm not fully dressed."
"Fuck it." He walked out of the room with her, and headed for his car.
*Number one, if some of you are concerned with the make out session between Bonnie and Haley, it was just curiosity. I had this scene written a while back, It was created so Bonnie could remember what it meant to have that intimacy with someone, which triggered the follow up convo with Damon. This is a BAMON story. Damon, didn't like that action with Haley. Kol is a piece of work, he let a lot out this chapter, if you caught it. Yes. He is still in the works of spying on Bonnie. It'll come about soon. Will Damon make it to the car with Bonnie? Will someone stop them? Will she agree to submit? Are they in over their heads? Soooo much happened in this chapter if you caught it. Some petty drama and messiness. The interactions of Bonnie, Damon, Andie, and Kol was messy. But I love how BAMON was protective of each other. Elijah proposed to Kat, but are they in a safe place yet? I really hope you enjoyed it. As always please let me know your thoughts. I have the next chapter, but working on chopping it again. What are you expecting….? Thanks for reading lovelies.