Thank you once again for the reviews. I'm noticing that the Bonenzo fanfics are coming out thick and fast from everyone too. Hard to keep up with them all and I have a lot to catch up on, but it's about time!
Writing this part of the story made me so indecisive. The idea was well mapped out in my mind weeks ago, but even after writing it I wasn't sure which costume to run with. Some of those ideas are still plaguing me so maybe there's potential for some unrelated one-shots…
Anyway, hope you enjoy this little break from the recent Bonenzo angst in this story. Here it goes…
Part 6: Soldier, Soldier
Bonnie stood in front of the mirror in her and Enzo's bedroom adding the final touches to complete her transformation. The wavy, medium-long red wig looked surprisingly natural and suited her caramel skin tone and hazel- green eyes perfectly. Not quite 'Rihanna red', the wig was more of a deep mahogany tone. She put on the camouflage coloured cap and some sunglasses to complete the outfit. Sexy outfit but a shitty disguise, she thought to herself. Well at least if someone from the Armory was in her vicinity the shitty disguise would give her enough time to jet before they recognised her.
It had been a few weeks since her first major argument with Enzo over the idea of Bonnie going undercover at Virginia St. John's psychiatric hospital. The race to find out what Alex wanted from Bonnie was stressing them both out. As much of a risk as it was going out in general, it was looking more and more like going undercover would be Bonnie's only option. So, she thought she might as well have some fun before that time came. There were no leads regarding her cousin, Lucy Bennett, and so far no one else was able to help them. Tonight Bonnie just wanted to focus on her and Enzo having fun and injecting some passion back into their relationship. The sex with him was still amazing, there was just less of it due to the stress. She had managed to convince him, with difficulty, that they should go to a Halloween party in Philadelphia that Bonnie had seen advertised in the 'What's On' section of a newspaper Enzo had given her. So now here she was dressed up like some sexy military chick, in a short, camouflage low rise skirt, which was short enough to be sexy, but not so short that you could see her uterus if she bent over. With it she wore a tight, cropped camouflage t-shirt, which showed off her toned midriff, a cropped, fitted camouflage jacket, hold-up black stockings (the tops of which were just about concealed by the skirt) and black mid-calf length boots with spiked heels and laces up the front of them. Bonnie laughed to herself over the outfit. She wasn't used to dressing up like some sex kitten. But, she was getting older and more confident. And of course, the sexy man who had been her rock for the last few years also brought out this side of her.
Bonnie made her way into the main living area of the cabin. As soon as Enzo laid eyes on her it was almost like he was having a cartoon moment. The one where the cartoon character's eyes literally pop out of their head and they start panting with their tongue hanging out.
"Whoa!" Enzo said his eyes wide with shock.
Bonnie smiled nervously biting her lip. "Is it too much?" she asked, wondering if the outfit was over the top and verging on stripper wear rather than fancy dress wear.
"It's too something..." Enzo began. Bonnie frowned slightly.
"But you look amazing," he continued. "That wig actually really suits you."
"Yeah, I thought it was gonna look ridiculous but I'm really liking it."
Bonnie walked towards where Enzo was standing beside the fireplace.
"You look pretty damn hot yourself," she said complementing his outfit.
He too wore a soldier costume, which consisted of camouflage combat pants, a camouflage belt hidden under a thin khaki green V-neck t-shirt, steel military dog tags, a camouflage cap and dark brown boots. Sunglasses and a dark brown WWII bomber jacket would complete the look. The t-shirt showcased those sexy arms Bonnie loved so much as well as the toned width of his shoulders and chest. The way he stood there by the fireplace with his arms crossed and muscles bulging almost had her salivating.
The jacket, which Enzo had yet to put on, was a nod to his time as a soldier during WWII. Although he had seen the horrors of war, it was an important part of his life. He was able to wear the costume without focusing on the traumatic side of his experience. It also bore no resemblance to the uniform he wore as a soldier in Europe.
Enzo put on the jacket and the sunglasses. Bonnie gave him a wolf-whistle then laughed as she reached him and put her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist and gave her a lingering kiss on the mouth. He moved his hands downwards to investigate what was underneath her skirt.
"What the hell you doing?" she asked him with a smile.
"Just seeing what I'll be working with later," he answered matter of factly.
"If only you knew," she replied so saucily, before moving away from him to pick the car keys up off the coffee table. With no purse to carry tonight thanks to the pockets on her outfit, Bonnie made her way to the front door of the cabin.
"Come on then, let's go," she said, turning to look at him then opening the door. "You first," she said, as he paused at the door waiting for her to exit before he did as usual.
He waited a moment before following her request. As Enzo began to walk through the door she admired his ass. It was one of his best features next to his perfectly muscled arms. She couldn't resist giving his butt a slap as he walked past her.
"What the...?" Enzo began, looking back at her.
"Makes a change huh?" she said referring to his habit of slapping her on the behind at every given opportunity. Enzo just shook his head with a smile as they made their way to the car.
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Today Bonnie was doing the driving, although it would be a long journey. To a certain degree it gave her the sense of freedom that she had been lacking. She wouldn't be drinking tonight. Well, maybe she could indulge in just the one alcoholic beverage, but she wanted to be completely sober for what she had in store for Enzo later.
He clearly found her driving his car sexy, as now that his sunglasses were off his eyes had barely left her thighs for the last 20 minutes and he was currently playing with the elastic at the top of her stockings as the skirt had ridden up high on her thighs. All she could do was smile contently and try not to become so turned on that she crashed.
Enzo pulled his hand away for a moment. Bonnie was partly relieved that she could now devote her full attention to driving, but partly disappointed, missing the contact of his skin against hers. Minutes later he began to run his fingers up and down her thighs, turned on by the movement of her legs she worked the pedals.
"What is wrong with you?" she said with a laugh since he seemed to be having difficulty keeping his hands off her.
"Have you looked in the mirror?" he said, in a deep, husky voice with a lust filled gaze.
She turned to look at him with a smirk then looked away. "We're not stopping..." she began. "Whatever is running through your mind will have to wait till later," she asserted.
"Promise?" He asked.
She answered by looking him up and down and giving him a nod.
"Thought you were more into the cheerleader look," Bonnie queried.
"This is even better," he said. "More adult," he added.
Everything about this relationship is more adult, Bonnie thought to herself as she continued their journey to Philadelphia.
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It was so ironic that they were travelling to a city associated with American Independence, when Bonnie was battling for her own freedom. The city contained icons such as the Liberty Bell, which was a symbol of freedom and associated with the anti-slavery movement, and, Independence Hall where the Declaration of Independence and Constitution was signed. The Halloween party was being held at an arts centre, which was often used as a live music venue as well as hosting workshops, art exhibitions, theatrical performances and dances, amongst other things. Caroline had ordered the tickets for them, and Bonnie's costume, using the credit card that Enzo had setup. She couldn't be at the party as she'd be taking the twins trick or treating. But she was happy to help Bonnie and Enzo get out and enjoy themselves despite the risk.
When they arrived in Philadelphia it was warmer than expected for the season. Bonnie was grateful for this as her costume was not exactly conducive to conserving body heat. Once she'd parked the car in a car park at the side of the centre they put their sunglasses back on and made their way up to the large, modern looking, terracotta brick building. It had two storeys and huge windows. As they entered the building they had their tickets checked at the box office before continuing through to the lobby.
In the main party area there were tables and seats with a bar to the right, and, there was a medium-sized stage with a DJ playing music. The place was pretty full already with most of the crowd looking to be from their early 20s to mid-30s. With a multitude of rooms there was more to do than just dance, as the event included a horror themed art exhibition with paintings, photography and props. There was a small theatre room where horror movies were being shown on a big screen. There were also Halloween themed carnival games such as the severed head dunk (basketball with a severed head), archery (with the bulls-eye being an eyeball) and blood balloon darts. The prizes included bottles of champagne, horror movie collections and theatre tickets. Enzo won a bottle of champagne playing blood balloon darts. He popped three balloons of the same colour on a large board covered in multi-coloured balloons, which were filled with fake blood. He'd complained saying, "These things are all bloody rigged anyway." He was probably right since it was so hard to win. Bonnie suspected that somehow he may have used his vampire abilities to help secure a prize.
After getting something to eat at the buffet Bonnie went to the bathroom. As she finished up and checked her outfit in the mirror she noticed two women who looked to be in their mid-20s, maybe a little older, looking at her every so often. Feeling a little self-conscious she looked at them ready to defend herself if they tried to insult her. Their costumes were quite modest compared to some of the near hooker-wear Bonnie had observed at the party so far. One of the women was dressed up as a cat in a black, full-length, long-sleeve bodysuit with a tail, cat ears, painted on nose and whiskers and black, kitten-heel boots. Bonnie laughed internally, reminded of her trip to New York as a teenager when she saw Cats on Broadway with Grams. The other woman was dressed as a She-Devil in a long, red dress with long sleeves and a split just above the knee, red stilettos and devil horns.
"Nice outfit," the She-Devil said to Bonnie.
"Thanks," Bonnie replied, not sure if the woman was being sarcastic.
"It looks great," The other woman told her. "Different," she added in a softer more sincere tone than the first woman.
"I thought it might be too much," Bonnie responded, now trusting that they weren't about to criticise her sexy soldier costume.
"Have you seen some of the costumes out there!" said the She-Devil sarcastically, referring to the semi-nudity of some of the outfits.
They all smiled at that comment.
"Is that your real hair?" the cat queried.
"No..." Bonnie answered.
"It really suits you." the cat added. "Thank you," Bonnie replied, pleased that herself and Enzo weren't the only ones who appreciated the Look.
"You two look really great too," Bonnie complimented them.
Their costumes were simple but classy.
"You don't sound like you're from around here," the She-Devil commented.
Neither do you, Bonnie thought to herself.
"Where you from?" the She-Devil asked.
"Atlanta," Bonnie lied. After what happened in New York she never knew where employees of the Armory would turn up. That was one of the reasons she and Enzo had kept their sunglasses on and didn't intend to take them off until they were on their way home. Still not much of a disguise but better than nothing. And, as part of a costume it was one of the few occasions a person could get away with wearing sunglasses indoors at night without coming off as a bit of a douche.
"Where you guys from?" Bonnie questioned before she had to elaborate on the subject of home.
"We're from Baltimore," the She-Devil informed her. "We came up with our boyfriends. Well, this one recently got engaged," she added nodding towards the cat.
"Congratulations," Bonnie said to the cat.
"Thank you," she responded. "Who'd you come with?" the cat inquired.
"My boyfriend too." Bonnie answered. The cat nodded.
"I'm Lauren and this is Angela," she gestured towards the She-Devil.
"I'm Abby," Bonnie lied. Her mother's name was the first to enter her mind. "Well I better get back before my boyfriend thinks I've been kidnapped." She was only half joking as Enzo would actually suspect she'd been kidnapped by the Armory if she disappeared for too long.
"See you later," the women said.
"Bye," Bonnie replied exiting the bathroom.
When Bonnie returned to Enzo she told him, "If a cat and a She-Devil come up and talk to me my name is Abby."
"What?" he said confused.
"We need to think of a fake name for you too..." she added as she took his hand and led him off to engage in some more Halloween activities.
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After posing for a Halloween portrait with a waxwork model of Dracula as a little real vampire/fictional vampire joke, Bonnie and Enzo went to the bar.
"I'm just gonna put these in the car," he told her, referring to the big bottle of champagne and their portrait. "Wait for me here," he requested.
"Sure," she said giving him the car keys.
Five minutes later Enzo returned giving the car keys back to Bonnie. Seconds later Lauren and Angela arrived at the bar with two men who Bonnie assumed were their partners.
"Hey again," Angela said to Bonnie as the group approached her and Enzo.
"Hey," Bonnie replied.
"This is my fiancé, Anthony," Lauren informed them, obviously a little tipsy, as she introduced the man who had his arm around her waist.
"Hey," the man greeted Enzo and Bonnie with a nod.
"That's Sean, Angela's boyfriend," Lauren added before Angela could introduce him. "This is Abby," Lauren told the guys.
"I'm Clyde," Enzo told the group.
Bonnie turned to look at him with a what the fuck? look on her face. Clearly he was mocking her request for a fake name. Since she was really a Bonnie he might as well pretend to be a Clyde.
"You didn't say he was British," Angela commented.
"Known him so long I don't even think about it anymore," Bonnie responded.
"You based in Atlanta too?" Angela questioned Enzo.
"Yeah," he said looking at Bonnie to ensure he was keeping in line with her story.
"Well your outfit looks great Clyde," Lauren told him. He and Bonnie shared a look with each other, almost bursting into laughter when Lauren said the fake name.
"Thank you," Enzo responded with a smile.
"Anthony refused to dress up like a dog and go along with the cat and dog theme. That's why he's dressed up like Dog the bounty hunter instead," Lauren told them.
Sean and Angela gave each other a look that said although Lauren and Anthony may have fought like cats and dogs at times, she probably could have gotten him to go the whole hog and don the dog costume without too much of a fight if she really wanted to. She had him wrapped around her little finger.
"Looks good," Enzo gave Anthony the compliment genuinely and at least someone else was wearing sunglasses too.
Sean was dressed as a devil to match Angela's She-Devil costume. "We gonna get some more drinks then?" Sean said.
They all ordered a round and once the drinks were finished the girls were ready to dance. Not much for dancing the guys stayed at the bar while Lauren and Angela took Bonnie on to the dance floor. Enzo was glad she had some female company. He knew how much she missed Elena and Caroline and he wasn't complaining about having some non-female company for himself either. Enzo heard Anthony and Sean chatting in the background while he watched Bonnie on the dance floor. Her camouflage soldier costume revealed just enough skin to be sexy but tasteful. As she danced to the upbeat music Enzo became entranced by the way the cropped t-shirt and low rise mini-skirt showed off the curve of her breasts, the smooth, soft caramel skin of her abdomen and the toned, feminine shape of her thighs. Moving his gaze to her face he admired the way her lips curled into a beautiful smile and the way her exquisite green eyes must have been gleaming with enjoyment behind the sunglasses. He pulled himself out of his thoughts before they ran away with him and tried to make the most of the male company.
"Lucky escape tonight man," Sean said to Anthony.
"What do you mean?" Anthony asked.
"With the whole dog costume," Sean said
"I was never gonna dress up like an overgrown puppy," he replied.
"Yeah right," Sean said. "You know she has you by the balls," Sean told him.
"Whatever," Anthony said smiling, as all of them watched the girls on the dance floor.
Sean made the whip noise indicating that Anthony was in fact whipped and Enzo chuckled quietly at their banter.
"You're just jealous," Anthony said smirking at his friend.
"Of what?" Sean began "Your lack of freedom," he joked.
Anthony rolled his eyes. "Clyde, you look like you understand how an adult relationship works," Anthony said.
Enzo almost forgot his fake name before answering. "Yeah," he admitted.
"How long you been with Abby?" Anthony asked.
"About 6 months. But I've known her for years." He also felt like they'd been together for years. They had the whole best friends and lovers type of relationship that a lot of people envied.
"I've been with Lauren for 4 years," Anthony began. "She keeps me grounded. We've been through a lot together. Couldn't imagine being with anybody else, as corny as it sounds. We're a team," he finished.
"Hope you still feel that way 10 years down the line when you have four kids, a pot belly and you start losing your hair from stress," Sean teased. The three men laughed at that.
Enzo knew exactly what Anthony meant because he and Bonnie were the same. She was a positive influence in his immortal life. For one thing she'd made him more sociable and approachable. It's not as if he was lacking in confidence, but, he never would have guessed a few years ago that he'd go from being a lone wolf to being at a Halloween party, watching his girlfriend on the dance floor in a sexy soldier costume, while engaging in some male bonding with a couple of strangers and actually enjoying himself at that. He didn't even feel the vampiric urge to make them his dinner.
The girls returned to the bar to get their men as the music had slowed down.
"I know this music might not be your scene but you wanna indulge me with a slow dance?" Bonnie asked Enzo.
"Sure," he told her. Putting his hands on her waist as she walked in front of him he followed her onto the dance floor.
Once they reached the dance floor Bonnie wrapped her arms around Enzo's neck, while he wrapped his arms around her waist. They moved as closely together as possible. The DJ began to play Lana Del Rey's 'Young and Beautiful'. The song was probably a little serious for a party but the crowd seems to be enjoying it all the same. Bonnie tried to ignore the lyrics and contemplating her mortality and Enzo's immortality while he buried his face in her neck and lost himself in her familiar scent of vanilla, cinnamon and musk. The scent always turned him on and being so close to her added to the feeling. He remembered their dance during New Year's Eve before they were a couple. He remembered the first time he experienced being buried deep inside her. He remembered their nervous anticipation when he returned to the cabin after their first time. And, he remembered a plethora of other intimate moments they had shared. His state of arousal was beginning to become obvious to Bonnie but he didn't care. As the song neared its end he gave her a chaste kiss on the mouth, trying to maintain their dignity as he knew if there was even the slightest bit of tongue action something undignified would happen between them on that dance floor. He touched her nose with his and rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes. It was crazy how he'd managed to maintain his self-control with Bonnie for so long before they got together, despite the ever present sexual tension between them. And, now that he had the freedom to act upon his feelings he couldn't keep his hands off her, whether he was affectionately stroking her hair or lasciviously smacking her on the behind. And it wasn't all about lust. He just wanted to be close to her. He'd spent more than one lifetime without genuine affection now he wanted to make the most of it.
The Weekend's cover of 'Drunk in Love' began to play. It was not a song which met Enzo's musical taste as he found it a little too explicit for the public domain. But he knew of the song and was fully aware of its sexual connotations. Bonnie leaned away from him and although he couldn't see her eyes behind the sunglasses, he could sense the look of intense desire that she was giving him. He imagined it was a look that said, When I'm through with you tonight you won't even remember your own name. He was under her spell again. It was too much for him. So, resisting the urge to use vamp speed he took her hand and dragged her off the dance floor and out of the building, not even thinking about saying goodbye to their new friends. He had only one thing on his mind.
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When they got outside Enzo pulled Bonnie around the corner heading towards the car park. He paused for a moment then quickly pushed her up against the wall at the side of the building. With their mouths barely an inch apart he placed one arm around her waist, pulling her body so that there was no space between them. He rested his free hand against the wall above her head. Bonnie also couldn't see Enzo's eyes through his sunglasses, but he was giving her that same look of desire he had in his eyes when he pulled her up from the dip during their New Year's Eve dance. Bonnie pressed her hands to his chest eagerly anticipating his next move. In a sudden frenzy Enzo captured her mouth in a ravenous kiss. Keeping one hand against the wall, he moved the other hand up from her waist to cup her cheek. He then slid it back down along her neck until he was caressing her breast with his palm. Feeling his manhood pressing against her belly, Bonnie decided to play the temptress by breaking their kiss and slipping away from him by sliding down and ducking under his arm. He tried to reach for her but she escaped his grasp. She looked back at him and smiled cheekily. He returned the smile understanding that tonight their liaison would be on her terms. When are things not on her terms? He thought to himself, but he wasn't complaining, so he followed her and they made their way to the car.
Enzo couldn't resist trying to tempt Bonnie in the car by kissing her neck and tracing circles on the inside of her thighs as she drove them home. She slapped his hand off her thigh and tried to push him away.
"Do you want me to crash?" she said with a breathless chuckle.
He kissed her slowly on the neck once more before moving away from her and folding his arms like a naughty child who had just been told off. Bonnie turned towards him amused by his current posture. He turned to face her with his mouth in a straight, expressionless line. When she snickered at his apparent sulking he couldn't resist smirking at her.
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Thirty minutes or so into the drive Bonnie took a right turn along a quiet road surrounded by trees. She then took another right. It looked as if they were heading into some kind of parkland. She drove until they reached a clearing onto some grass with more tall trees around them. A half-moon provided a little illumination in the darkness along with the car's headlights. The Sky was almost free of clouds and the stars could be seen clearly. Bonnie parked the car in the middle of the clearing, turning the car off but leaving the headlights on.
She climbed over to the passenger side of the car straddling Enzo in his seat. She took off his camouflage cap and sunglasses so that she could see his eyes, but not allowing him to see hers she kept her sunglasses on. Holding his face between her hands she kissed him slowly and sensually before licking his lips then sliding her tongue into his mouth to swirl it around his tongue. He let out a sigh and gripped her hips tightly pushing his pelvis up into hers. Bonnie let her fingers slide into his hair, tugging at it every now and then as she continued to work his tongue with hers while slowly grinding her pelvis into his. He released his grip on her hips and breaking the kiss, to remove her sunglasses, the camouflage cap and the wig, allowing her hair to fall freely touching the tops of her shoulders. As sexy as he found the whole costume he needed to see her face properly while they were having such a profound intimate moment. Enzo looked into her eyes hungrily. He pushed the camouflage jacket off her shoulders then lifted her t-shirt up and over her head, throwing it to the driver's side of the car. He palmed her breasts over her bra while she searched for the handle to recline the seat. Once she found it she kissed him again, putting one hand on his shoulder while the seat fell back slowly. Bonnie then pushed herself up a little, taking hold of Enzo's steel dog tags, using them to pull him up with her as she sat up fully. She pushed off his bomber jacket as he grabbed her ass and began to kiss her neck. Deciding to take full control she leaned away from him, unbuckling the nylon camouflage belt and slipping it out of the loop holes of his combat pants. She took his hands off her ass and placed them behind his back. He looked at her confused for a moment while she smirked at him and tied his hands up with the belt as tightly as possible. She knew he could use his vamp strength to break free but she wanted him to play along. Next, she undid the button on his pants and unzipped them freeing his erection before giving it one long stroke with her hand.
What the hell is this woman doing to me? Enzo thought before Bonnie flawlessly lifted herself up, turning and manoeuvring her body so that she was now sitting in his lap with her back to his chest. Just the pressure of her butt pressing against his erection alone was enough to send him over the edge. When she moved her skirt out of the way and her underwear to the side so that his rock hard penis could glide inside her he literally thought he was going to explode. He let out a tormented grunt while biting his lip and digging his nails into the palms of his restrained hands. Hearing Bonnie chuckle at his suffering frustrated him but at the same time turned him on even more. She began to circle her hips and grind on his lap, causing him to slide in and out of her hot, wet core. How she was able to move this way in the position she was in he had no idea. The car wasn't tiny inside but the space was certainly Limited. Must be all those years of cheerleading, he thought. She was definitely still very agile.
He desperately wanted to touch her. He felt like snapping off her bra and running his fingers over her nipples. The movement of her hips and the feeling of her tight, wet walls surrounding his manhood caused him to snap. Using vamp strength he broke free from the belt around his wrists. Bonnie gasped at the sound of the strong material tearing. Enzo put one hand between her legs to massage her clit with his fingers, while the other grasped one of her breasts, his fingers playing with the nipple. He pushed his hips up to meet her movements and bit down on her shoulder trying not to leave too much of a Mark. She let her head fall back on his shoulder, moaning his name in a breathless whisper.
"Enzo... let me turn around..." she requested.
He was enjoying this position but wouldn't object to the extra freedom of movement Bonnie turning around would allow them both. He let go of her body hesitantly and before he could react she opened the car door and pretty much sprinted outside. He put his hands out to pull her back but she was gone again and all he could do was laugh with frustration and awe at her teasing.
Enzo pulled his pants up before getting out of the car. He stood several feet away from where Bonnie was standing near the front of the car. She had a mischievous grin on her face as she stood there in a low-cut, lace jade green bra, the camouflage skirt, black stockings (the tops of which were now visible) and the black spiked heel, lace-up boots. She looked like a wet dream come true. With vamp speed Enzo picked Bonnie up by the waist and put her to sit on the hood of the car while he stood in between her legs. The mood changed from playful to frenzied and impulsive in a second. Bonnie ripped his thin V-neck t-shirt right down the middle as if she had vamp strength, pushing it off his shoulders and onto the ground. He followed her lead by tearing off her lacy, cheeky hipster panties, then latched his mouth onto hers as he entered her in one quick, deep thrust. He pushed his hands under her ass, gripping the cheeks as he plunged into her desperate to give them both a satisfying release. Her breathing became quicker as his movements seemed to have the desired effect. She lay back on the hood of the car arching her back as he leaned over her and slid his hands up the sides of her body, until he had moved her hands up above her head and held them down with his own. He linked his fingers with hers as he continued to plunge inside her. He couldn't imagine feeling this way with anyone else. The lust, the passion and the deep emotional connection they shared which went beyond all of that. He lifted his head to look into her eyes and she began to push her upper body off the car as if she wanted to sit up. Still moving inside her he leaned back so that he was standing fully again and she was sitting on the edge of the car. She pulled away from him and he slipped out of her as she shuffled further back onto the hood of the car, with her legs partially open and her butt and the toes of her spiked heel boots planted firmly on the now hot metal of the car. Crooking her finger she gave him an order.
"Get up here," she said, taking on the soldier persona for just a moment.
She was trying to tempt and tease him to death tonight. Using his vampire abilities he half climbed half jumped onto the hood of the car landing in between Bonnie's thighs, leaning over her. She pushed at his shoulder indicating that she wanted to be on top. He indulged her once more and lay back on the car with his knees bent over the edge of hood while his heels were resting on the bumper. She climbed on top of him and freed him from the confines of his pants again, sliding down onto his rock-hard length. This time she held his hands over his head with her own while she began to ride him. If she didn't let them finish this time he was going to have to tie her up and finish the job himself, and, afterwards he would spend the rest of the night teasing her as much as she had teased him. She continued to ride him, massaging his tongue with hers and further tormenting him. Luckily for Enzo, this time there was no playful but torturous intermission. She began to squeeze him with her internal muscles until finally the pulsations became involuntary as she climaxed with a long, soft groan, taking him along with her. He moaned his release into her mouth and they were still vibrating from the aftershocks minutes later.
Bonnie leaned up slightly using her hands and pressed her forehead against Enzo's as he slid his now free hands up her thighs, cupping her behind. They gazed at each other, laughing with satisfaction and amazement at the intensity of their coupling. Indulging in a little after-play Enzo brought one of his hands up to the back of her head and pulled her even closer for a kiss. He moved his other hand to her breast, tracing the nipple through the bra with his fingers. Bonnie sat up breaking the kiss and looked down at Enzo. Both of his hands were now busy stroking her breasts. She put her hands over his and let her head fall back enjoying the sensation. Suddenly, they heard a rustling noise. Bonnie turned to look behind her. Enzo also looked in the direction of the bushy space that was illuminated by the cars headlights.
"What the hell is that?" Bonnie questioned.
Dropping his hands to her waist and lifting his head up more to stare at the creature in question Enzo said, "Looks like a coyote."
"Seriously?" Bonnie said.
"It's rare, but yeah, there have been sightings in parks in Philadelphia."
"How do you even know this?" she said looking at him.
"Don't ask," he replied.
Turning back to look at the animal Bonnie said, "You sure it's not Alex... finally tracked me down. Coyotes are known to be cunning, deceitful and manipulative aren't they? Maybe the Armory figured out a way to induce shape-shifting," Bonnie joked.
"Wouldn't put it past them," Enzo responded. "You can add voyeuristic to that list of Coyote characteristics too," he said looking at the animal who was still watching them.
They chuckled at the thought of being watched by a wild animal during their passionate encounter.
Bonnie climbed off Enzo. He slid off the car then help her down. The coyote disappeared into the bushes. They redressed themselves the best that they could considering Enzo's shirt was ruined and Bonnie now had no underwear. Enzo took over the driving as they resumed their journey. It would be daylight before they got home.
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A few days after the Halloween party Enzo sat on the couch in the cabin playing the chords for 'Drunk in Love' on the guitar. He still found the song to be a bit much for his taste but he seemed to find himself playing it subconsciously at random times since the party. Maybe it was actually growing on him. He heard Bonnie clear her throat in the background and turned towards where she stood in the bedroom doorway with one arm leaning against the frame. All she had on was a tiny pair of red panties, his unzipped bomber jacket, camouflage cap and the dog tags from his Halloween soldier costume. Without hesitation Enzo ditched the guitar and walked up to Bonnie with a predatory grin on his face. Lifting her up and over his shoulder he carried her into their bedroom, inspired to indulge in another "sexcapade", thanks to her sexy take on his military costume.
End Note: The inspiration for the mention of Lana Del Rey's 'Young and Beautiful' came from a Bonenzo playlist called 'Bonenzo: Come What May Vol. 1'.
P.S. I decided to sneak the devil costume into the story as the soldier theme had already been running through my mind for a while. Also, please bear with me while I'm experimenting with formatting the story, it's not my strongest skill!