Lana Del Rey - Ride
After Kai was unconscious, Bonnie emptied his pockets, finding his keys, a wallet, some gum wrappers, and a lighter. She dropped the items on the table across the room, except for the keys, and went outside. She walked to the car and hopped in, turning the keys in the ignition, a wide smile on her face.
She was free.
With a rumble of the engine, she pushed on the gas and laughed as the car lurched forward, shooting down the gravel driveway. Bonnie rolled down the windows and pushed the pedal harder, her heart pounding as gravel bounced off the tires and a huge cloud of dust was left in her wake. She hadn't smiled this much since she and Damon had been sent to this hell. But as she hit blacktop and sped up to seventy, this prison world was starting to feel less like a burden. In fact, the air which blew across her cheeks and made her hair whip behind her tasted like freedom.
If Bonnie truly wanted to, she could travel to a corner of the world and hide from Kai for the rest of her time in this prison. But she quickly decided against the idea. Why run and hide from him when she literally had him tied up? Bonnie knew she could get any information she needed from Kai in his current position.
The thought of torturing him to get answers made her shiver uncomfortably. She wasn't that kind of person; she'd do anything to avoid torturing another human being. But then again, Kai wasn't a normal human being.
After thirty or so minutes of driving with the windows down and blasting an AC/DC album, Bonnie came to a grocery store and parked the car. She tugged the keys from the ignition and clutched them tightly as she stepped out the vehicle and made her way towards the store. Shoving the keys into her back pocket, she shoved open the door with her free hand and looked around. To her surprise, the store was much bigger than she'd realized at first. There were sections for clothing, household items, some furniture, and even a small pharmacy.
Quickly grabbing a shopping cart, Bonnie began to make her way through the aisles, grabbing anything that might become of use to her. In less than twenty minutes, she was tossing things from her cart into bags at a checkout counter. Among those things were bandages, a roll of duct tape, several bottles of pain killers and antibiotics, more sedatives, some clothes, and surprisingly, a stun gun. Bonnie needed the upper hand, and that meant arming herself with a weapon Kai wouldn't see coming. At this point, she couldn't be too careful.
She pushed the cart to the car and opened one of the backseat doors, tossing in the bags and shutting the door firmly. Bonnie pulled the keys from her back pocket and hopped in, starting the engine and pulling away from the store with a squeak of the tires.
As each moment passed, Bonnie's anxiety grew. Her fingers gripped the wheel tightly as she thought about Kai, about everything. She could escape this hell if she played her cards right. But if Kai got loose, he'd torture her and kill her. Or even worse, keep her as his pet.
The thought sent a chill down her spine and sweat formed on her temples. She rubbed at her skin and tried to focus on controlling her breathing.
Everything was going to be ok. She could do this. She could outsmart Malachi Parker.
By the time Bonnie pulled into the driveway, it was getting dark.
After she had put away the groceries and thrown the rest of the items into the room she would sleep in across from Kai's bedroom (after peeking into said-room and making sure he was still unconscious) she wandered into the bathroom and splashed cold water across her face. Bonnie only glanced at the mirror once before leaving the bathroom and making her way into the room across from Kai's. If she wanted to get any sleep, now was her opportunity.
Bonnie had purposely left Kai's door wide open so she would have a clear view of him at all times. His bed was facing the door, which made matters much easier. She flipped off the light and the dark blue lava lamp that sat on a dresser beside the bed cast shadows across the floor. She didn't bother closing her own door when she tugged off her shoes and clothes, only needing to open two drawers to find a comfortable looking oversized t-shirt. She slipped it over her head and pulled on a short pair of cotton shorts that felt soft against her skin.
Pulling back the covers and gingerly laying beneath them, Bonnie hummed in contentment as she got settled. She considered unplugging the lamp for a moment, her hand hesitating in mid-air, before she decided against it. After being locked inside the dark trunk of the car earlier that day, she didn't mind the blue glow the lava lamp gave the room.
It was probably less than ten seconds before Bonnie's eyelids were sliding shut, growing heavier by the second. She was a light sleeper and rarely fell asleep in less than ten minutes, but it seemed that dragging a guy who is surprisingly heavier than he looks up a flight of stairs and then tying him down to a bed was more draining than she'd assumed.
Hurts – Illuminated
One of the side effects of being a light sleeper was the rarity of having dreams. The only time Bonnie would dream was when something was gnawing at her brain. Evidently, it was one of those nights, because when she awoke groggily the next morning, she vaguely recalled dreaming of soft skin and a low, masculine voice.
Her dreams were quickly fading. They all began to blur together. But Bonnie knew there was a name to go along with the bone-chilling voice in her dream – a voice that sent both good and bad shivers up her spine. Goosebumps spread across her arms as she remembered her skin against his skin, the way he'd moaned when she'd tasted his flesh.
Bonnie pushed her face a little deeper into the pillow, a line set between her eyebrows as she fought to remember the voice; the voice that in her dream had been whispering and moaning so roughly against her ear that it'd warmed the pit of her stomach.
She reached for the voice deep inside her mind, willing it to come back just once. Just once so she could feel those delicious tingles spread throughout her limbs again. She furrowed her brows and tightened her grip on her pillow, focusing on the way the deep voice had said her name.
Mmm, Bonnie.
She gasped and lurched up in the bed, mouth agape as his face flashed in her mind.
She'd been dreaming about Kai. Just fantastic.
She groaned and ran her fingers through her hair, tugging at it before opening her eyes. She was confused for a moment at the sight of the unfamiliar room.
Whose room am I - ?
And then everything that had happened the previous day hit her.
She groaned louder this time.
Bonnie flung the blankets off her legs and practically leapt out of the bed, (which had been surprisingly comfortable) squinting and covering her eyes with her hands as the morning light shone through the curtains. She stumbled across the hallway and grasped the wooden door frame, letting out a silent sigh of relief when she saw Kai in the exact same place she'd left him last night; on his back in a spread eagle position, head lying against his pillow.
Except now there was a wet spot of drool on his pillow beneath his open mouth.
Bonnie snorted, despite her previous feelings of panic. How could she not? It was far too amusing how non-terrifying Kai looked when he was tied up and vulnerable.
Let's hope that's how he stays.
After pondering for a few moments whether she should wake him up or leave him be, Bonnie decided on the latter and walked downstairs. Her stomach growled as she searched the kitchen for something to eat. She had found a box of cereal and was reaching for the carton of milk in the refrigerator when a carton of eggs caught her attention.
Ten minutes later, she was carrying a plate of scrambled eggs upstairs – which were surprisingly not outdated. The scent of them reminded her of Damon and made her gut twist, but she managed to push away the feeling as she entered Kai's room.
She sat in the chair across from his bed and dug in to her breakfast.
A few minutes later, as she set the plate on top of the nightstand beside her and the fork clinked at the movement, Kai began to stir.
Bonnie let out a sigh, thought here we go, and then crossed her arms tightly over her chest. She suddenly regretted not having changed into actual clothes; she was still wearing cotton shorts that were barely visible when she stood up because of her oversized t-shirt, and nothing beneath it. She wasn't sure how comfortable the bras and underwear would be that she'd bought the previous day, but until her dirty clothes had been washed, she didn't get much of a choice in the matter.
Kai's eyes fluttered and he winced, letting out a few groans as he attempted to stretch. One moan in particular had Bonnie's breath catch as she remembered flashes of her vivid dreams. It took her a few seconds to realize she had squirmed in her seat at the sound.
Kai quickly realized he couldn't stretch the way he wished and let out an annoyed sound. "What the – "
"Morning," Bonnie said, a smirk tugging at her lips.
Kai's head lolled toward the sound of her voice. He squinted and blinked a few times before swallowing, his Adam's apple bobbing – not that Bonnie was paying attention.
"Bonnie?" his voice cracked pathetically. It made Bonnie snort. "Why am I tied up and why does my head hurt?"
"You act like you don't remember what happened," she retorted, cocking her head in amusement. "Don't tell me I'm going to have to refresh your memory with a repeat performance?"
Kai's cracked lips stretched into a wide smile that bared his teeth. "I'm not even awake for ten seconds and you're already begging me for more. So impatient, Bon."
Bonnie rolled her eyes and let out a frustrated breath. Kai must've not cared because he continued.
"And since you offered, then yes, I'd love another show. Except maybe this time you can just skip the ending when you bash in my cranium with an iron skillet."
Bonnie pretended to sound disappointed as she said, "Aw, really? Darn! That was my favorite part!"
Kai let out a laugh that turned into a dry cough. "You and I both know the brutal violence wasn't your favorite part. Unless that's your thing, which is totally fine with me and actually really hot. I'm down with gettin' kinky if you can persuade me well enough, if ya' know what I mean."
Bonnie let out a huff and smacked her hands onto her thighs. "And this is why I liked you better when you were unconscious!"
She stood up and rubbed a hand over her forehead. Kai's mouth fell open.
Bonnie glared at him and dropped her hand.
"What?" she snapped.
"You're. I mean, I uh, I just – " Kai shook his head once and laughed. "You dressed down for me too, Bon. It's very much appreciated."
Bonnie rolled her eyes.
Lana Del Rey – Body Electric
"Listen, Kai," she ground out between her teeth, "I didn't knock you out and tie you up because I wanted to listen to your disgusting attempts at flirting. And if you think that I am going to swoon over your stupid compliments and skip off into a magical sunset with you, you're terribly mistaken."
Kai's eyes were dark and eager, sparkling with sheer delight as Bonnie crossed the room and stopped beside Kai's shoulder. She leaned down towards his face, turning her head so her lips were inches from his ear.
"You know exactly what I want," she murmured.
"Oh, do I?" Kai breathed, chest rising and falling a bit faster.
"Yeah, you do. And you're gonna give it to me or else I'll begin the real torture."
Kai let out a short laugh.
"First you tie me to my own bed and then you ask me to give it to you? Come on, Bonnie. You're setting yourself up for this. Besides, being tied up while you whisper in my ear is torture enough."
Bonnie's face remained blank as she grabbed the hair on the back of Kai's head and yanked it back, eliciting a shocked and gasp of pain from him.
"You think this is funny?" she hissed. "You were going to leave me here by myself. I saw your pager. I'm not stupid. I know you have a way out of this hell, and I will figure out what your plan was to escape, even if I have to keep you tied up here for the next decade. Have I made myself clear?"
Kai panted, his eyes shut. He was silent, seemingly ignoring her. Bonnie's grip on his hair tightened and she yanked it even harder.
"Ah!" Kai shouted.
"I said," Bonnie growled against his ear, "have I made myself clear?"
"Mmm, yeah," Kai moaned shamelessly beneath her, his breathing hard and his face contorted in pleasure; lips parted, eyes screwed shut.
"'Yeah'? Don't you mean yes?" she said, tugging his head to the side to expose his neck to her.
"Yes!" Kai practically wailed, his jaw slack as he fought to catch his breath.
"Yes what?" Bonnie demanded, twisting her fingers in his hair, her nails scraping at his scalp.
"B - Bonnie," he stuttered.
Bonnie gripped his face tightly with her free hand and turned his face towards her, prompting him to open his darkening eyes.
"Say it," Bonnie hissed, glaring at him and watching the fire dance in his eyes as he finally answered in a hoarse whisper.
"Yes, ma'am."
It was only then that Bonnie realized her heart was pounding hard against her ribs – so hard that her chest ached. The fire in Kai's eyes seemed to have spread to Bonnie's skin as she felt a burning lust like never before.
Kai's eyes finally shut, allowing her to breathe again. That is, until she was forced to stare at the tendons in his neck.
With a silent pant, she released his hair and his face as if his skin had burned her. It certainly felt like it had.
She took a step away from him, and then another. After a moment where all Bonnie could hear was Kai's heavy breathing and her own heartbeat, she raised her eyes to glance at Kai's shut ones.
"I'm gonna go find something for you to eat," Bonnie said, her voice surprisingly stronger than she'd thought it would be. "I won't be able to hear you tell me how to get out of this place if your stomach is growling."
She could've sworn she'd seen the corner of his mouth twitch into a smile before she turned and left the room.
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