Title: The room keeps spinning (drabble)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Damon/Bonnie
Warning: Sexual Content
Disclaimer: I do not own VD, it's characters and am not looking to make profit.
Summary: A night with Damon and Bonnie
Words: 308
Author's Notes: How I imagine them having sex for the first time.
Her sweet moans filled his ears as his heart drummed in his chest. He never thought he would see this brown skinned beauty undulating under his pale skin. Her eyes were dilated, brown hair splayed over the tan pillows and her lips, swollen and pink. "Bonnie. Oh God, Bonnie." Damon groaned as he thrust rhythmically into her hot body. She griped fists full of covers as she tried her best to stay in control. Control, which was one thing she didn't have. For if she did, she wouldn't be here, getting fucked like there was no tomorrow by Damon Salvatore. How did she get into this? Right now she didn't know or care. It was hard to concentrate on anything when those blue eyes where looking at her in admiration.
"Slow down! S-Slow down Damon please!" She begged. CRASH! There it happened again. So full of emotion, her powers were going haywire. Objects spun around the room, often crashing into one another and it was all Damon's fault. More like both of their faults. Hers for not being in control and his for, well for being so damned sexy and making her forget everything.
The last thing he wanted to do was slow down. Hearing her moans, her praise was something he was never going to let her live down. Deny all she want, he wouldn't let her forget. Not forget when it was this good. In fact, this would be something he would want to do over and over again, make her feel good…..make her happy. His thoughts stuck on the word 'happy.' Could they be 'happy' and 'together?'. Would she continue to hate him after this or would it bring them closer? He hopped for closer because when it all ends, all he wants is for her to sleep in his arms in a satisfied slumber.