All, I have not forgotten about or abandoned this story. I am pregnant with my second child, and this little nugget has been giving me a run for my money. With all the nausea, vomiting and exhaustion, I just haven't had the time or energy to write. But I think I'm turning the corner on that and I'm feeling much better, so hopefully, I can get back to regular updating. To Bamon!

Chapter 17

May 14, 2014

Dear Elena,

It's been one year since we said our goodbyes to you. Can you believe that? I can't. I mean, in some ways it seems like it just happened and in other ways, it feels like it's been forever. You already know how much everything has changed. It's crazy how much difference a year makes.

I'll be honest, as much as I want to tell you what's going on, I'm not exactly sure what to say about Damon. I want you to know what's happening, but I don't want it to feel like I'm rubbing it in your face or bragging that we're together now. You know I wouldn't do that. I guess if you're really mad about it and don't want to read it, then you won't.

Damon is good. He's good to me. It's funny to see how sweet he can be in the boyfriend setting. He and Stefan moved into the apartment directly above ours. Having them so close is kind of fun and exciting. The four of us being together is good for everyone, I think. We have this little support system that I really like. I'll have to make sure to include Matt. I haven't seen him a while.

Anyway, the semester is about to end. Caroline is going to do rotations at the hospital and I'm taking some classes, still catching up from all that time I missed. I should be back on track after this summer. I just have to figure out what I'm going to do with my life...now that there's a life to live.

I hope you're okay. We're okay. And believe it or not, we all miss you.

Love,
Bon

...

Damon knew very well that he was prone to exaggeration and hyperbole. When given the opportunity to describe things, he usually used the most extreme adjectives and overstated everything. That was why he was very careful not to call his relationship with Bonnie "perfect." He'd thought his relationship with Katherine was perfect. He'd convinced himself that things with Elena were perfect. He knew that neither Bonnie nor their relationship was perfect...but damn, it was close.

Moving into her apartment complex was the best decision he'd ever made. He got to see her all the time and they even developed their own little routine. Over the course of the summer, Bonnie had essentially moved in with him and Stefan had basically moved in with Caroline in the girls' apartment. Damon teased Bonnie about taking over his space, but he actually kind of loved that her lotion was on his nightstand and her toothbrush was in the cup, right next to his. He made her breakfast before she left for class in the mornings, and they switched off making dinner, at least when they weren't having get-togethers with Stefan, Caroline and Matt.

It was so domestic. He loved it.

It was a beautiful warm summer evening and he was at home, waiting for her to get back from her classes. He was killing time playing the XBox online with Matt, something he had taken up after Bonnie insisted that he get a hobby aside from her. He was surprised by how much he liked it, and how much better Matt was with the fake guns of the game than he was in real life as a rent-a-cop.

"Watch your back," Damon said into his headset. "Two up top."

"Yeah, I see 'em," Matt said back.

Damon's fingers moved quickly over his controller and he leaned his head to the side while he snuck around the virtual world and shot an enemy in the back.

"Take that, you son of a bitch!" he screamed into his headset.

Just as he said that, a slim body slid into his view and blocked the television. His eyes trailed up the familiar figure until he was met with Bonnie's smirking face.

"Hi," she said.

"Hey there, Bon-Bon," he said with a grin.

She lifted one side of his headset and said, "I've been calling your name since I walked in the door but I guess you were too busy killing sons of bitches to hear me."

"Pretty much." He took her hand and tugged it until she leaned down and kissed him a few times. "You want me to turn it off?"

"You can play. I'll be back."

She walked away and he swatted her butt right before she was out of his reach. He knew he had a big smile on his face and he didn't even try to stop it. He knew that she was going to take a bath or shower and then come sit with him on the couch for a while. She might read a magazine or read for class or actually watch him play his game until she was ready for them to spend some time together. It was stuff like that that made him think she might have been perfect.

He kept playing with Matt until Bonnie returned, dressed in nothing but one of his shirts. She curled up her little body next to him and tucked her feet under his legs while she played on her iPad. Every now and then, he rubbed her feet. And every now and then, her toes flitted across his crotch. It was only after she had done that about five times in a row that he decided it was time to hang up the game and pay his lady some attention.

"All right, Donovan, I'm out," he said, before he turned off the console and immediately turned to Bonnie and plucked the iPad out of her hands. He placed it on the coffee table and climbed on top of her.

"Hey, I was using that," she said.

"You should have thought about that before you kept running your toes all over my junk."

"I was just trying to keep them warm," she said flirtatiously.

"Mm hm," he mumbled. Damon nestled his body on top of hers and spread her legs so she could situate himself in between them. He nuzzled her neck and kissed her soft skin and she hummed. "How was your day?" he asked between sucking and kissing her.

"Good," she sighed. "I signed up for my fall classes."

"Oh yeah?" He dragged his lips across the front of her neck and gently bit down on her collarbone.

"Ooh," Bonnie groaned. "Yeah."

He popped his head up and smiled. "Yeah to the classes, or yeah that feels good?"

She smiled dreamily. "Both." She reached her hands up and threaded her fingers in his hair. He was about to attack her full lips but she said, "actually, there was something I wanted to talk to you about."

"If you're going to break up with me, could it wait until after the sex?"

She smirked. "When I was signing up for classes, I saw some flyers for a study abroad program in Amsterdam. It's like an international law, human rights type of thing."

Damon pulled her hand from his hair and kissed her palm. "Is that something you're interested in?"

"I don't know. Maybe. I think so. It sounds cool."

"Then do it."

"But it's for a whole semester. What about us? This is going so well...I wouldn't want to mess it up."

"Then I'll come with you," he said simply.

Her green eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Yeah. You forget, Bon-Bon, I've accrued a little wealth over my extended lifetime. I'll come with you and you can study by day and we can bang like bunnies in the Red Light District by night."

She caressed his cheek and said, "you're so romantic."

"Only for you."

She giggled and then pulled his mouth down to hers, and he knew the talking was over. And he was so ready for it. Even though they saw each other every day and slept in the same bed every night, his excitement to have her hadn't died down at all. He never grew tired of the way her warm tongue worked its way around his mouth, whether she was being slow and languid or desperate and hard. He loved seeing the sexual side of her, knowing that he was in very exclusive company, and knowing how much he pleased her.

After he had his fill of her sinful mouth, he pulled himself away and slid his T-shirt up her body, revealing nothing but a pair of skimpy panties and bare breasts. He didn't waste any time going for her breasts, which he had found were her favorite erogenous zones and they were pretty high on his list, too. They were so perky and round and her nipples got so hard for him. He palmed one of them and gently squeezed while he sucked and bit the other. Bonnie released an open-mouthed moan and arched her back a little, pushing even more of her flesh into his eager mouth. He worked her chest over while he slid a hand down between her legs and eased her panties off. Damon slid a finger inside her while he sucked her breasts and she inhaled sharply.

"Ooh, baby," she moaned.

His erection twitched; he loved when she called him "baby" in the heat of the moment. He slid another finger inside her and curved them up.

"Shit," she breathed. She grabbed his hair and pulled until he looked at her. "I want you."

He smirked and wiggled the fingers that were buried in her wetness. "These are part of me."

"You know what I mean," she groaned.

He bit the underside of her breast and she tossed her head back and gritted her teeth.

"I'm afraid you'll have to be more specific," he said.

She didn't respond immediately, which only made him continue what he was doing. He knew what she wanted, and she knew how to get it from him, but she was hesitant. Although she had opened up to him in every other way, she was still a little shy about dirty talk. But there was nothing that turned him on more than hearing filthy words come out of her pretty mouth, and if the way wetness spilled from her legs every time she participated was any indication, he was sure that she liked it, too.

He pulled his mouth from her chest and trailed it down her stomach. He heard her breaths speeding up the closer he got to the promise land, and once he removed his fingers, he replaced them with his tongue.

"Oh, God!" she called.

He slowly, torturously slid his tongue inside of her and her shaky thighs snapped shut around his head. He pushed them back open and dove in more vigorously, and Bonnie whimpered.

"Please," she said. But he kept going and he didn't stop until she whispered, "please fuck me."

Damon smiled and finally eased up, but not before kissing her soaked lips a few times. He wiped his mouth and then got up long enough to take off all his clothes. He lowered his body onto Bonnie and rubbed himself against her dripping entrance a few times before he slowly slid inside. She sighed in relief and he buried his head in her neck. Once he was all the way inside, he set a slow, teasing pace that only made her wetter and him harder.

"You feel so good," he said in her ear.

She leaned into him and bit her earlobe as her fingernails trailed up and down his back.

"Tell me how I feel," she whispered.

"So wet," he groaned. "So warm and tight. You squeeze my dick just right."

She grabbed his head and attacked his mouth as her hips pushed up against him, speeding up their rhythm and causing their bodies to fill the room with the sounds of skin smacking. They swallowed each other's moans and he could tell it wasn't going to last long for either of them. He pulled his lips and cock away from her for a second, and turned her onto her side. He slid into the tight space behind her and lifted her leg. He entered her that way, with her back pressed to his front and her front exposed to his gaze and touch. He held onto one of her breasts as he thrusted into her again and again.

"Ah, Damon," she cried. "Right there...right there," she chanted.

He kept stroking her exactly the way she wanted it and for a moment, the sensation was so incredible that he had to close his eyes and think of something else so he didn't lose it before she did. His whole body started to tingle and he wanted nothing more than to spill everything he had inside of her. She reached between her legs and rubbed her clit and when she clenched around him, he knew she was almost there.

"Come for me," he said in her ear as he went harder and deeper. "Come all over me."

"Yes...yes...yessssss!" she screamed, and then her whole body stiffened and her hips jerked repeatedly. Damon watched in awe as he got the side view of her open mouth and closed eyes. She screamed his name and squeezed his dick so tightly that his eyes nearly crossed. He buried his face in her neck and right as her ecstasy was ending, his fangs descended and he bit into their throbbing vein. As soon as the blood gushed into his mouth, he came inside of her with a harsh thrust and a loud groan. Bonnie released a stifled scream and exploded with another orgasm, just like she always did when he bit her.

Damon's hips bucked involuntarily until she had milked him of everything. He groaned and gently removed his fangs from her neck and dropped his face into her hair. They both breathed hard for a while, and then he lifted his head and craned his neck over enough that she could see his face. She looked worn out, but so satisfied. And he was sure she had never seen a more beautiful sight.

"God, I love you," he said.

...

The next morning, Damon was still on a high from Bonnie and therefore insisted on accompanying her when she filled out the paperwork for the study abroad program. He didn't necessarily consider himself a PDA kind of guy, but he just couldn't keep his hands off her as they walked hand-in-hand into the Student Affairs building. He knew that it was partly that sundress she was wearing that showed off her gorgeous figure. He knew that it was partly because they'd had another round of awesome sex before they left the apartment.

But he also knew that his giddiness was mostly due to the fact that he'd told her he loved her. He knew he felt that way for a while. He was pretty sure she knew it, too. But saying it and having it out there made him ridiculously light and happy and he was going to make a habit of saying it all the time.

"You are so sexy," he mumbled against her neck as he wrapped his arms around her from behind and nearly scooped her off the ground.

"Damon!" she squealed. "Put me down."

"I can't. I'm in love with you."

Bonnie laughed and he laughed against her neck. He put her down just enough to let her walk but he was still attached to her, crotch to butt. When they got to the front of the building, Bonnie turned around in his arms and planted a kiss on his lips.

"You have to let me go," she said.

"Not if you keep kissing me like that." He hands slipped to her butt and he squeezed it.

"Baby," she moaned.

"You know I love it when you say that," he said, right before he shoved his tongue into her mouth.

She allowed it for a minute before she put her hands on his chest and pushed a little.

"Okay, okay, this is crazy," she said. "I just need five minutes."

"Too long."

"Five minutes," she begged. She walked her fingers up his chest and grabbed his shirt. "And when we get home, we will spend the entire weekend in bed, doing anything you want."

He raised an eyebrow. "Anything?"

She nodded and he growled. He let her go and pointed to the door. "Get in there before I bend you over the front desk."

Bonnie smiled and then scampered off, and Damon licked his lips as he watched her butt jiggle in that thin material. A shiver went through him and he nearly slapped himself to get a hold of his feelings. He shook it off and found a bench near the building and sat down. He stretched out and closed his eyes, mentally picturing every single dirty thing he was going to do to Bonnie as soon as they closed the door to their apartment. He wondered if she knew any sex magic. If she didn't, he was pretty sure he could teach her some.

His pleasant thoughts were interrupted by a feeling that caused the hair to stand up on his arms and the back of his neck. His eyes popped open and his head snapped to the side, where it felt like some kind presence was. He didn't see anything unusual...just some college kids tossing the frisbee and lying in the grass. He brushed it off and closed his eyes again, but as soon as he did, he felt it again. It felt strange. Like he was being watched. But not just that. It felt...supernatural.

Damon got off the bench and walked in the direction of the sensation, but he found nothing and nobody of interest. He focused his vampire hearing on everyone around him, but there was nothing but mindless young adult chatter. He was so focused on it that he was caught by surprise when Bonnie touched his arm.

"Hey," she said with a smile. He must have jumped before her smile faltered. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," he said. "Sorry. I was being nosey and listening to some kids talk about their lame sex." He wrapped an arm around her waist. "Not a problem that we have."

"Definitely not," she said as she circled her arms around his neck. "So I filled out the application. I should get some more information in about a week."

"Perfect. And now I think you owe me some naked time."

An easy smile came over her lips and kissed him softly and teased her tongue inside his mouth. He moaned but she pulled away before it got too good. She twirled some of his hair on her finger and said, "let's go home."

Damon quickly looked over his shoulder one more time, just to be certain that there was nobody there. When he was sure that he had imagined the entire thing, he smirked at her.

"Let's."