*A/N Damon and Bonnie are finally getting "comfortable." I LOVE them in this story.

*I do not own these characters

*Please enjoy

A kiss that is never tasted, is forever and ever wasted.

~Billie Holiday

After Class was over Damon walked Bonnie to her second period. When they came to an area where there were no students in sight, around the side of the East Hall building, Damon Pinned Bonnie against the brick wall and cornered her nose to nose. He just stared at her.

"Damon, I have to get to my next class."

"Bonnie, why did you do that?"

"What?"

"You know what you did in there. You were feeding me bait!"

"No, Damon, I saw you peekin' at me. You had no shame. I just made it easier for you."

"Bonnie!" He sort of yelled.

"Damon." She said calmly.

"You are making it mighty hard for me not to… DO THINGS to you!"

"Am I now? Making you uncomfortable, and pushing the boundaries? Kind of like what you do to me all of the time?" She said.

"Bonnie, it ain't the same thing."

"It is though Damey poo?"

"Bonnie, what you are doing is leading me on. Allowing me to believe that you like me liking you. And I am a man and that does things to me!"

"Damon, we are friends, and I am comfortable with you. Comfortable enough to know that I am not embarrassed to let you see my panties. I mean it is just my panties. It ain't like I gave you the cookie."

"But if you ain't careful Bonbon, I will take that cookie, and you will like it."

"Is that a threat Salvatore?"

"No It is most definitely a promise. You keep your panties to yourself."

"Oh ahaha. So I am the inappropriate one? Well you keep your eyes to yourself."

They are in one another face and Damon's eyes drop down to Bonnies heart shaped lips and he kisses her, regardless of the consequence. In his mind, she can stay mad at him all day, it'll be worth it because he is going to make that kiss worth it.

Bonnie attempted to fight Damon's advances, and put her small hands up and pushes his chest away. He grabs her wrists, and holds one wrist in each hand and pushes her body against the brick wall again and presses his bigger body into her smaller body and she just let him. This strong-minded lil brown-skinned girl, with the larger than life attitude let this white boy just control her body. Exactly what her momma told her never to do.

Damon pulled back for a second to look at her, to make sure she wanted this. He stared into her face, to read her eyes. And she was so hungry for his taste and his touch, her chest was heaving up and down fast, because she was out of breath, he kissed her so long.

After looking into her eyes, he goes back in to finish what he started. He doesn't care for her objections, and she doesn't object. This time he moves his big hands tight grip of her wrists and moves his fingers to interlock with both of hers on either hand. Their arms above Bonnies head; he loves the control. She never lets Damon control anything when it comes to their friendship, but he is controlling this entire moment.

Damon's kisses are so greedy; he just wants be connected with her. His tongue wrestles with hers. She is a beginner he can tell, but she is so soft, so afraid. Her kisses are caressing and soft, his are anxious and thrustful. He is kissing her the way he wants to have sex with her. Controlling and filling her with all of him so she can beg him for more. It almost felt as though nothing could tear them apart from one another in this moment. When he finally let's her hands go, she trails her finger tips along his biceps, and grabs on to them, to which he loves her feeling his muscles. She moans slightly and when she noticed she stopped kissing him. He looks at her and pulls her back in by her chin. Kisses her once on her mouth and she says, "I have to go to class."

"I know."

"I'll see you later?"

"Oh yes you will." He says smirking.

He watches her walk away until she disappears, then he runs to his next class. That beautiful girl will get him in so much trouble.

Trouble was right. There stood across the quad, unnoticed was Tyler Lockwood. His father was a business acquaintance of Giuseppe Salvatore. Giuseppe was Damon's father. A very business minded man who was very hard on his son. Tyler Lockwood was the boyfriend of Damon's cousin Elena and her twin sister Katherine dated Tyler's brother Mason Lockwood. These two sets of boys had childhood rivalries growing up and hated each other. For the most part everyone at school liked Bonnie, but unfortunately for her, the Lockwoods boys hated the Salvatore boys.

Damon's Story

Damon and Stefan live with their mother, who is separated from their father. He was a very wealthy man who was controlling and abusive. He was well off enough that he paid spousal support to Lily, and she was able to live comfortably with both of her boys. They were 18 so they didn't get child support. However, once they turned 18 they were to start working with their dad to earn their way. Both Stefan and Damon lied to their father saying how busy they were with school. They wouldn't be able to work until school was out for good. The deal was that neither of them were allowed to date, it was their dad's rule not their moms.

Lily was far less strict on her boys. The day she left their dad, she loosened the reigns and let her boys' breath. Giuseppe suffocated them and also was abusive to both them and their mother. Lily kicked him out and in his mind they were working through their problems, but in Lily's mind they were done. She was happy with her life, and the different people she was finally able to meet and expose herself to. This time of year, Lily remained busy by volunteering with some of the local civil rights groups. They were smaller groups and Giuseppe hated it, but what could he do? They were separated.

Tyler Lockwood saw with his very own eyes, a lustful make out session, with Damon Salvatore and the new "colored" girl. He wasn't sure what to do with this information, but he knew he would use it in his favor. When Tyler Lockwood cheated on Elena, Stefan and Damon kicked his ass. Sure Damon may make it seem as if he cares nothing for his cousin, but in actuality he and Stefan loved their cousins, and protected them because they didn't have older brothers, they just had Stefan and Damon. Well, Elena decided to still stay with Tyler after he treated her horribly, so therein lies the rift.

If Giuseppe found out about Damon and Bonnie he was liable to make Damon come work for him immediately, and Damon would barely ever see Bonnie. That would be after he gave him a rough reminder of why his mother left him in the first place.

Damon loved few things in the world. His family, his car and cooking. It was highly likely that Bonnie was making her way onto that list without even trying. Oddly enough, Sheila, whom he considered family, is the one who began teaching Damon how to cook. Damon also made his own money, by working at a garage on weekends, and doing side jobs as a mechanic. He did what he could, to not have to use his father's money. He tried to find independence at a young age to remain distracted. That and girls kept him pretty distracted. Damon never had a serious girlfriend. His parent's relationship scared him away from that. He dated, though. A lot. It wasn't as if girls didn't like him, because they did, he just never had that right one to come along and ignite the spark inside of him. Then Bonnie walked into his first period English class almost three months ago and woke him immediately from his day dream. Her fiery little persona did more than ignite his spark, she lit a fire underneath him he had no idea he had. She tested his every move and question his every motive. She made him become accountable for his actions, and it made him feel real. No other girl did anything other than dote over him. Bonnie made Damon want to fix the world so that she could live in it comfortably and not get weird stares anymore. More than anything Bonnie made Damon want a future. A life. Someone to share it with.

Damon meets Bonnie before 5th period. His face won't stop smiling at hers. Her eyes won't stop looking into his. Some sort of elation come over them both and they are having a hard time keeping it all together.

"I don't want to be here right now, Bonnie. Please come back to the Boarding house with me. You have 2-3 hours before you have to start work."

"Damon."

"Don't do that. I finally get to touch you and you are asking me to stay here at school all day and wait to touch you again and I can't do it Bonnie. I don't want to. I just went 3 hours without touching you. I want to touch you right now. I can't help myself, I am liable to put you against the wall again."

"Damon, I can't afford to miss classes. I don't have a wealthy family to help me out. Please don't make me miss class."

Damon walks up on Bonnie. "I would never ask you to set yourself back for me. I am sorry. I just can't stop thinking about it all day. I want to feel your lips on mine again and I want to be pressed against you again Bonnie. I feel things I have never felt, with you, and it almost physically hurts me to look at you and not kiss you again."

"I tell you what, WE will go to fifth period, then you and I can leave after that."

"Okay Bonnie Bennett." He says as he kisses her on her lips.

It was the hardest thing he's ever had to do, sit through class and watch her and want her. She talked and laughed with Elena, and even that damn Matt Donavan seemed awfully friendly; a little too friendly. It didn't matter, Damon was taking this girl home and kissing her for a couple of hours filling himself up of her, and her of him. Finally, the damn bell rings.

Damon was more than enthusiastic to get Bonnie back to the boarding house. His entire body was electric with a fire she ignited and he had to feel her skin on his and his on her and to look at the contrast it made. Some part of him was obsessed with the way they looked when their skin touched.

When Damon and Bonnie arrived, they went straight for his bedroom. He closed and locked the door; which frightened Bonnie. She tensed up quickly.

"Don't worry Bonnie. I won't do anything you don't want. I just want to kiss you okay?"

She nods her head almost politely as if she wasn't sure what to say.

"Come here. Come next to me and sit on the bed."

She was still a site to see in her frilly button up shirt, her pink skirt, knee highs, and loafers. When she sat next to him in the bed, he looked over at her and grabbed her jawline delicately kissing her softly. Then he stood her up before him. Facing him, and between his legs. He began to unbutton her shirt slowly. Button after every delicate button, more and more of her skin peeked through, becoming exposed to him. His eyes widened as the bronze tone stomach of hers was in his direct line of sight. She had a simple white bra. Nothing fancy about it. It was cotton like her panties.

Damon just looked at her bare stomach and bra covered breast before him, used his hands to touch her and caress her and just feel what she felt like. Her warmth spread through him. Every time he would glide his fingers across her navel, she closed her eyes and exhaled. Her inexperience, was tempting to him, but at the same time he respected her for it. Watching her face though, as she got pure, and simple pleasure from his skin touching hers. He didn't take her bra off, but he could see her chocolate, perfect nipples, peek through her bra as his finger gliding was making her nipples hard for him. It was taking everything in him not to remove her bra and place her breast in his mouth.

When he looked up from her hardened nipples, to her face, her eyes were closed and she was either biting or sucking on her bottom lip, he couldn't tell. But the sight was too much to bear. He put his mouth on her stomach and kissed her all over her bare skin. Her teeth let go of her bottom lip and the sweetest sound escaped her lips in the form of a moan, but it sounded like she was humming. It was a beautiful enchantment to his ears.

"I want you so bad, Bonnie. I want all of you so bad. I can wait, I will wait. I just want you to know that what you do to me, is you make me want to be the man that you need me to be. Whatever that takes from me, because that is how much I care for you." He stands up and towers her. She looks up into his eyes and searches for his soul, she finds something else. She finds his heart, and he is bearing it all for her.

Damon takes off his shirt. When Bonnie sees his beautiful body, she almost wants to moan at the site. His body looks like he just stepped out of a catalog. Her bottom lips return to the clutches of her teeth and he smirks at her while she seems befuddled by his body. He sits back down and pulls her to him. Places more soft kisses on her and debates if he should undo her bra. He really wants to but he has no idea if he should. He decides to reserve that for the next time.

He pulls her into him and lays back. With her small body on top of his, he straddles her legs to his sides. He wraps his arms around her and massages around her back gently while they kiss. They can kiss for hours he thinks. He can kiss her for hours and do nothing else, because the way she kisses him so softly, her taste lingers on his tongue for a while and he loves it. His hands wander from her back to cupping her ass. Forgetting she had a skirt on, his hands were suddenly only separated from her by a very thin layer of white cotton. She was warm and from what he could feel wet, and his manhood hardened, and she felt it, and she gasped, because she has never felt a man's private against her own. He looks at her apologetically and rolls them over so that she is on her back and he is leaning onto her from her left side.

"I am sorry. I couldn't help it."

She looks at him and nods her head in a forgiving way. His right hand is still cupping her, and his fingertips make their way to the rim of her underwear pulling at them. She grabs his hand by the wrist. And looks at him in bewilderment.

"Do you trust me Bonnie?"

"I do."

"Okay, put your hands on me. Wrap them around me."

"Okay."

He looks down and sees their skin touching, chest to chest. Stomach to stomach.

"Look at us, Bonnie."

She looks down.

"We look beautiful together. You look beautiful against me."

"Yea, we do." She says. And for the first time, Bonnie feeds into one of the sweet things he says to her.

He looks in amazement because she is finally softening to him. He smiles and cups her face kissing her. It was short lived, because with said hand, he lets it creep its way down her middle. Two long fingers crawl their way underneath her panties.

"Uh." She gasps in shock.

"Remember, trust Bonnie." He assures her sweetly.

He uses his index and middle finger to find her clit gently, and gently begin massaging it. Slowly he rubs in circular motions watching how the very gentle nature in which he touches her still ignites such pleasure from her. He is barely touching her and her hips are rolling around, like it comes naturally to her. She is rolling into his hands and he is loving her ease of motion. He has never seen another girl's hips move like that. It makes him wonder how she will move the day that they finally commit to having sex with one another.

Damon's clit rubbing motions become relentless and her pussy just gets wetter and wetter, her moans are loud hums. Like songs once again, she hums like music to his ears. Once he realizes she may be close, with a swift motion he took his chance and pushed a finger inside of her.

"OHH!" she says loudly. Her eyes open for the first time in a few minutes and he catches her off guard kissing her while he moves his finger in and out. Knowing he wants to add another finger he deepens his kiss and pushes is second finger into her. A little rougher this time since he knew her body would clench around him and she would tense up and moan into him. It excited him. He continued to pump his fingers in and out of her hard, he left gentleness behind with the single finger ministration, and once he was stroking her kitty with two fingers he was hitting her spot harder and faster. Bonnie was rolling her hips wildly into him and he was looking at what was quite possibly the sexiest site he has ever seen. Then she started to hum his name and he thought he would explode inside of his pants just from giving her pleasure. They began talking to one another towards her climax.

"Uh Damon don't stop."

"Damn Bonnie your kitty feels so tight. You like that, huh? You want me to make you cum, baby?"

"Yes. This is amazing. What are you doing to me Damon?"

"I'm finger fucking your tight little kitty."

"Yes. You are. It feels so… ahh. I mean I can't think straight" She breathed out.

He couldn't help but to be turned on by this never before seen sight of Bonnie. She is normally so serious, and she is just vulnerable and turned on, and he is in control. He loves it. He loves making her feel at his mercy.

"Bonnie, baby, I want you to feel good, I want you to cum for me, cum on my fingers. I want to taste you on my fingers."

Every word was making Bonnie breath faster, her eyes were closed and her breathing hitched, and she was still humming in between.

"Open your eyes Bonnie, look at me."

He spoke to her silently, saying, "I can't wait to be inside of you." Then he proceeded to suck on her neck right behind her ear. He sent her flying over the edge. Her stomach tightened, her kitty clenched, she soaked his fingers with her juices and after she was fully sated, she opened her eyes, and he slurped her off of both of his fingers. Then he kissed her so she could taste herself. Bonnie was so embarrassed by the whole ordeal. But she didn't regret not one second of it. He did this to her. He made her fall for him.

She gathered herself together and went to change into her work clothes. When she came out from the bathroom, he stood above her staring at her in her work clothes thinking of how cute she looked. "You sure do make that outfit look dynamite."

"Really?" She laughs.

"Yes. You look foxy. When don't you look foxy?"

She smiles at him. She goes to the mirror to fix her hair and make-up. He comes up behind her and starts kissing her neck, he comes to a spot behind her ear and his eyes widen. She notices his facial expression in the mirror.

"WHAT. Damon, what did you do?"

"Bonnie, I am sorry."

"No, Damon, tell me you didn't give me a love bite. Please?"

"Bonnie, I am sorry I got caught in the moment. I didn't mean to."

"My Momma's gonna kill me Damon. You know how she is."

"I am sorry. Don't panic, let me call my cousins and see if they know what I can do?"

"Okay, I will call Caroline when you are done." Bonnie was borderline panicking. Her mom would beat her black and Blue if she saw that mark on her neck. In the mean time it was behind her ear so Bonnie would have to keep her hair in a wild state. But she told her grams she would keep it tied back at work. How would she explain this?

She got to working and Sheila called the Salvatore house. She was feeling under the weather and she wouldn't be able to make it in. She let Damon now and asked if he could drop Bonnie off for her. Of course he didn't object. In the meantime, Bonnie cooked the Salvatores dinner. She made some spicy chili and rice. It was the quickest thing she could come up with on short notice with her Grams calling out.

"Bonnie, will you be having supper with us tonight?" Lily asked.

"No. that is quite alright, I should go. But I can wait until whenever Damon is ready to take me."

"Okay sweetie pie. Stefan set two extra places at the table."

"Okay, for whom?"

"Bonnie for one. I am not letting her starve. She could stand to have a little food too. Petite little thing." Lily laughed.

"I told you." Damon said to her.

"Who is the other placement for Ma?"

"Umm, well." Her face drops completely and another person enters the room.

"Long time no see, family."

Both Damon and Stefan tensed up and Bonnie was afraid to see who they were looking at.

"So what, have you boys lost your gotdamn manners?"

"No. Hello, Pop!" Stefan said, hugging his father, no smile on his face.

"Heeeeey POPS! Damon said reluctantly. Clinching his fist.

*And Giuseppe makes his appearance

*I just realized this story is going to be longer than I thought it would be.