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Damon Salvatore ([info]most_dangerous) wrote,
@ 2010-11-24 16:37:00

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Current mood: devious
Entry tags:bonnie, rp

New Beginning [RP for [info]druidwitch]
Oh, they'd gotten mad. Really quite vocally and physically and, in a twisted way, satisfyingly mad at him. In fact, it had taken Damon most of a day and a couple of pints of blood bank-fresh B+ to straighten out, un-break and un-twist everything that Stefan had done to him in order to prove just how mad Damon had made him. Elena, for her part, had gone right for her favorite sweet spots, giving him both barrels of disappointment and disapproval with a second load of condescension and patronization. And Damon wanted a great big medal for the fact that he'd pretty much taken every hit, every nasty word and every judgment without a peep in argument.

Eventually, they just got tired. Stefan got tired of hitting him. Elena got tired of belittling him. Meredith and Mat and everyone with half an opinion weighed in and wagged their finger at mean old Damon. And then Stefan managed to work up the stones to kick him out of the boardinghouse. Considering the kind of money he could flash, Damon was in a big, swanky apartment an hour later.

There was a big upside to getting tossed out onto the street to fend for himself. Such a big upside that Damon wondered how the hell his brother could have missed it. With no prying or judgmental eyes watching his every move, there was now nothing stopping him from inviting over the girl who'd become the most interesting person in Fell's Church after him. Checking the apartment and making sure that everything was in place-- after all, he'd promised Bonnie a special time now that they were all official and public-- Damon set the scene perfectly.

Stretching out on the couch with a glass of scotch, he waited for the doorbell to ring.

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-25 12:49 am UTC (link)
Bonnie hated when Elena and Meredith wouldn't talk to her, but she hated it more that they thought she was incapable of making her own decisions. It wasn't like she'd been doing stuff with Damon that Elena hadn't already been doing with Matt or Stefan after him or Meredith had been doing with Alaric probably, or or or...

She sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. She didn't look like the Bonnie they knew and loved, they said. She was going into too much dark Power, Stefan had claimed. They all wanted to protect her, Matt told her. Fixing her hair one last time, she looked at what was wrong with her and saw nothing.

She was in black, heavy make-up on, her heart racing because she was about to go see Damon. Because she liked being with him and he had already told her she was his which was really romantic and anyone who said differently was going to get an earful from Bonnie. Which they had. Grabbing a black purse and her black leather jacket, she left her house without telling her family and marched through town to the only place where there was even an inkling of dark Power. Smiling, Bonnie rang the doorbell.

Poor Damon. She would have to make it up to him after how horribly Elena and Stefan had treated him...

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-25 01:11 am UTC (link)
Setting his drink down on the coffee table, Damon smiled as he crossed the living room toward the door at vampire speed. He already knew Bonnie was on her way-- he could feel her Power resonating against his like a set of tuning forks at the same pitch. But when he opened the door, even Damon was taken aback for a second or two by the sight that greeted him. Without a doubt, it was Bonnie McCullough, but it was Bonnie with all her inhibitions and uncertainty and limitations taken away. She looked strong and powerful and painfully sexy. She looked like, well, a Princess of Darkness made just for him.

"Get in here," said Damon simply, reaching out with one hand to grasp Bonnie behind the neck and pull her towards him. His mouth found hers, hard and hungry with his hand keeping her head right where he wanted her. Damon's other hand snaked its way down to Bonnie's waist, pulling her against his body.

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-26 06:23 pm UTC (link)
Bonnie was a little surprised at first, but then she melted against Damon's body as much as she could considering she really couldn't move much. Her mouth, though, moved plenty and she slipped her tongue inside of his mouth and sighed, happy to be there with him and even happier that Damon didn't seem to be too upset over being thrown out of the boardinghouse.

She wondered what would happen to both of them is she sent out some of her Power that she had learned to control thanks to Damon, so Bobbie touched his mind with hers. She built up the Power and pushed it into his body as they kissed, and then finally she was in his mind. Not poking around, because he'd gotten mad the one time she'd done that before, but enough that she could talk to him while they were kissing.

I missed you. I'm so sorry, Damon. What can I do to make it up to you? They've been horrible and mean and all I want is you and you teaching me more about being a... The words that she didn't know or understand seemed to fill her mind, dark and powerful and wonderful.

... a Princess of Darkness. She didn't understand it, really, but it didn't matter because Damon's hands felt wonderful and his mouth tasted great.

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-26 07:07 pm UTC (link)
The little witch's kissing had gotten at least ten times better ever since they'd first started off on this little adventure. As he maneuvered them both back inside the apartment and shut the door with a kick of his expensive Italian shoes, Damon's tongue slipped and slid against Bonnie's while they traded intense, hungry kisses. Hearing her heart race and body start to warm up in arousal got him going as well, and Damon wanted to make sure Bonnie could feel it.

There was a moment of instinctual resistance once he felt Bonnie's Power working its way into his head, but when he felt it stop right at the surface of things, he relaxed. Damon kept slowly marching them into the room and replied, his mouth still working against hers. You don't have anything to make up for, Bonnie, he replied, it's their own damn problem if they don't understand us. But if you really feel like you should, then there's what we both know was coming soon enough anyway.

Damon backed off from the kiss and smirked. "Remember," he drawled, "I did promise to seduce you."

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-29 02:06 am UTC (link)
Bonnie started breathing again and stared into Damon's eyes helplessly, nodding her head as she walked backwards in his apartment. She smiled at him, remembering how he had promised her and how she'd nearly melted when he'd said it.

"I remember," she replied with a smirk on her face and a little bit of a blush, too, even as she pulled at her leather jacket and tossed it somewhere around where Damon had lost his shoes. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed happily at the thoughts he'd sent her, too.

Damon was right. She liked him, she liked the person she was when she was with him, and it didn't matter what anyone else thought of that. She pressed her mouth against his, her body closer to his, trying to taste the Power that seemed to radiate from his body as she tried to give him more of her own.

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-29 06:32 pm UTC (link)
They hadn't exchanged a single drop of blood, but already Damon could feel the Power starting to swirl and flow between them. He'd never experienced anything like it, but then he'd never had any reason to have anything to do with witches beyond finding out enough about them to know how to steer clear. But Bonnie had been an opportunity, and then an experiment and now... well, now among other things she was the hot and highly revved-up teenage girl that was making out with him like her life depended on it.

Damon let his Power reach into Bonnie and course through her veins like his blood would have if she'd drunk some, and he received the same feeling in return. "Then let's not waste any time," said Damon. His heart would've been racing if it was still beating. Reaching down, he scooped Bonnie easily up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom, laying her on the silk-sheeted bed before climbing up to stretch himself out over her.

"Are you matching under here again?" Damon asked, running a finger over Bonnie's shirt. "Should I unwrap you slow or fast?"

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-29 06:52 pm UTC (link)
Silk sheets were the things that made Bonnie smile the most at first, because it was just like she'd always imagined it to be. Perfectly romantic, plus with Damon who, granted, was a vampire who killed people made it dangerous and exciting and even more romantic. Like at any minute he could kill her and it would be some weird version of Romeo and Juliet because she died for love.

Not that she was going to tell him that.

The second thing that made her smile was the rush of Power she felt from Damon, causing her to cling to his body the way she would if they were making out or if he was drinking from her the way they had been lately. The last thing was his question.

"Matching. Black. For you." Bonnie was finding it harder to breathe, and as she chewed on her lower lip she couldn't believe she was going to finally do it with someone for the first time and it was going to be perfect. "Fast," she told him, almost daring him. She wanted to be the black sheep of the town with Damon, in every way possible which was probably why she was already getting a little bit warm and wet.

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-29 07:29 pm UTC (link)
Damon face lit up with a smile, the kind that tended to precede him feeding on some unsuspecting young woman. "I'm really glad you went that way," he told Bonnie before launching himself into vampire speed, divesting the girl of every scrap of clothing except her bra and panties in a few seconds. When he was finished, Damon surveyed her, his eyes raking over the long expanses of pale skin broken up by black, and licked his lips. "Beautiful," he told her. "Fell's Church doesn't know what a hot little number it's been missing. All the better for me, though."

Leaning in, Damon kissed Bonnie's throat, lingering long enough to feel her pulse against his lips before kissing his way down to her chest. He worked over the swells of her breasts above the black bra for a minute, then reached under Bonnie and undid the clasp. Damon worked off the bra and covered the pink nipple of one breast with his mouth, taking it between his lips and teasing it with his tongue. Damon's hand slid up Bonnie's side and cupped the other breast, caressing it until he switched sides.

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-29 08:00 pm UTC (link)
The way he looked at her made Bonnie feel special, the same way she always felt around Damon. She wriggled a little on the sheets out of nervousness, but as soon as she felt Damon kissing her she felt stronger. Like, if it was her first time ever it was somehow going to be amazing. She wasn't sure how she knew that, but she did.

The nerves came back a little as he undressed her and her hands found his hair to try and keep it in place, which really didn't work much since Damon was stronger than her and could do whatever he wanted. She moaned and arched her back into his kisses, feeling daring, naughty, and beautiful for the first time. Still, she had to tell Damon in case he wanted to stop... a lot of guys wanted to stop dating her once they found out...

"Damon," she panted, "I'm... I'm still a virgin."

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-29 08:46 pm UTC (link)
Bonnie's skin tasted fresh and clean, like her kisses had at the start of all this, but like all of the witch's tastes and feels, something hotter and spicier was slowly making its presence known. The darker her Power and attitude became, Damon was figuring, the richer and bolder her blood and her aura would become. And he was all for that, without a doubt. When Bonnie spoke in a shaking tone, he looked up from her chest and smiled again.

"I know," he said simply. "Or at least, I figured." Damon slithered back upwards until he was face to face with Bonnie again. "And believe me when I say I consider it an honor and a privilege to share this experience with you. I can't promise it won't hurt a little, I think you know that... but I can promise I'll make everything else feel really, really good." Well, maybe Damon was understating things just a tad, but he knew he could make good on the second part. Meanwhile, his hands got busy, roaming downwards over Bonnie's stomach and hips, grazing and lightly tugging at her panties.

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-29 09:44 pm UTC (link)
She grinned at Damon and nodded. Oh she was so in love with him right then and probably forever, Bonnie realized. Not only was he seducing her and teaching her about her Power, but he wanted to do both of those things. She got a little braver and said, "So... make it feel good?"

Her hips lifted up a little bit once Damon's hands got to her black silk panties so he could take them off easier. Normally Bonnie would be wondering why she wasn't feeling nervous about being half-dressed but because of how many times Damon had practically undressed her just to feed on her blood - from her thighs, from higher up, from laying on his bed in nothing but a bar and panties before while he fed from her and then fed her his blood back until it was this cool circle of Power between them.

Plus there was all the making out they did together too, so Bonnie was actually pretty excited that they were finally going past second base.

A teeny part of her - that darker part that only Damon knew about - spoke up. "Can you... show me what it's like to be with a vampire? I mean, not just a boy or a guy or a man but a vampire with dark Power? Please, Damon?"

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-29 10:41 pm UTC (link)
"Oh, I'll make everything feel really good," he drawled as one hand took a direct line right down to Bonnie's panties, clamping flat over the mound between her thighs. Damon pressed his mouth against the young witch's again, slipping his tongue against her lips and past while his hand began to make gentle circles over her sex. Bonnie's words, though, stopped him cold for a moment while he looked at her.

"Are you sure?" Damon asked. "Because the dark Power isn't gentle. It's hot, hard and hungry, if you'll pardon the expression." As simple illustration, the hand over Bonnie's panties tightened its grip and moved faster. Damon could already feel the wetness starting to form under his palm, but the question was sincere-- he wasn't planning on taking things in that direction, but if Bonnie really thought she was ready, Damon wasn't going to second-guess her.

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-29 10:59 pm UTC (link)
He'd never taken her panties off in the whole time that she'd known Damon, but somehow even with just his hand on top of them she was still completely wet and wanting him to do more. She was trying to breathe and understand his question because Bonnie had thought he would be happy about her wanting that.

"You've taught me everything else I know. You said I was yours." He had! And it had been cool and romantic and sexy. "You said you'd seduce me and you got thrown out of your house because of me. When I'm with you, Damon, I feel like I'm part of something special, like you understand what it's like to be part of some group who doesn't like your Power or who thinks you're someone who always is wrong or just gets in the way." She was slightly worried that Damon wouldn't show her, so she added, "I don't want to be a vampire. I want to be me. I just want to be me... with you."

Hot, hard, and hungry sounded cool to her and as Damon's hand moved faster she gasped in shock and arched closer to him, trying to get more. Her eyes shut and she sent a bit of her own Power back to Damon while she moved underneath him, the panties getting in the way of what she knew Damon probably wanted.

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-29 11:34 pm UTC (link)
"Just making sure," Damon told her. "But okay... you get me, no holding back." Well, he told himself, he'd have to hold back a little-- it wasn't as though Bonnie could physically take the kind of punishment another vampire could have, but where it counted, she was going to get Damon Salvatore, unfiltered. Like a switch had been thrown, Damon went from insistent to aggressive, from lover to predator. His kiss devoured Bonnie's mouth. Fingers curling into the now wet fabric, Damon easily tore away Bonnie's panties giving him access to slide his fingers inside of her pussy and grind the heel of his palm against her clit.

"One thing to remember when it's like this, Bonnie," Damon told her, voice hot and full of hungry noise, "feel free to scream whenever you feel like it, for whatever reason comes to mind." And his mouth descended again, but not to kiss Bonnie. His fangs extended and Damon sank them into the sweet spot where Bonnie's shoulder met her neck, and let the hot blood gush over his tongue.

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-29 11:54 pm UTC (link)
It hurt, and she screamed right into Damon's mouth once his fingers were inside of her and yet Bonnie felt wanted and needed. Elena had told her if you were a willing donor of blood, it didn't hurt as much when a vampire took it - she'd even said that sometimes it was really nice. Bonnie was plenty willing, but she hadn't been ready for when Damon bit down on her neck and so she screamed again, his name over and over and other sounds that were pretty much just a lot of noises.

She was naked in Damon's bed, wet with her red lipstick gone from kissing him, screaming as he drank her blood and still all Bonnie could think was that this was the most romantic way to die if this was how she was going to die.

Then a little part of her pushed back at Damon's mind, Power against Power, his dark and ancient and hers new but filled with the promise of something darker thanks to her ancestors. Bonnie kept screaming "stop" even as her body was giving life, love, blood to Damon and she felt herself close to coming right as her Power whispered in Damon's mind More.

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-30 12:25 am UTC (link)
Something echoed out in the metaphysical darkness as Damon's Power crashed headlong into something that met it and matched it, just as dark and as hot and as hungry. He let his Power course alongside it and knew that it wasn't just Bonnie's blood that was coursing through his system like fire, it was this Power, buried so deep that he was sure Bonnie had only just started to find it, woken by the shock of his actions. Damon pulled back from Bonnie's neck and shouted "Yes!" True, he wasn't totally sure what was about to happen, but Damon was sure it was good.

It took Damon all of two seconds to pull off-- not tear off, mind you-- his clothes and stretch back out beside Bonnie, this time with his head nearer her hips. Raising his wrist to his mouth, Damon's fangs slit the thin flesh and he offered it to Bonnie's mouth. Just tall enough to do it, Damon left his hand over Bonnie's mouth while his own mouth dove between the young witch's thighs where he clamped his mouth over her pussy. Skillful lips and tongue set to work on Bonnie, driving her right at what Damon was sure was an oncoming orgasm.

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-30 12:45 am UTC (link)
She was hungry. It was the only way Bonnie could think of describing it when Damon put his wrist to her mouth to feed her his blood. Her lips had never felt this parched and all the times that Damon had fed off her or even had her taste his blood had never felt like this. She clamped down her mouth as much as she could and drank his blood like it was some sort of drug, filling her body with his Power and more at the same time his tongue and lips went down on her, touching her there for the first time ever and Bonnie screamed again when she came up for air as she came.

"Oh God, yes," she panted, hips moving as she shook and writhed underneath Damon and then pulled his wrist back to her mouth to drink more of his blood while she came. Both at once, taking and giving, and her head was swimming from the Power in the room and from Damon. She crashed back down to Earth, trembling, grinning with blood dripping down her lips. He had never tasted so good before, ever.

Bonnie looked down at where Damon was at, dreamily, licking her lips. More.

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-30 01:15 am UTC (link)
Damon's eyes widened as they met Bonnie's, as he saw staring back at him a kindred spirit, another being who craved to embrace the darkness and depths of her own Power and revel in the bloody, painful thrill of it. Bonnie's mouth and chin were streaked with blood; so was Damon's, and shining with the gloss of the young witch's juices, as well. He could feel her craving, feel the Power within her demanding satisfaction and satiation.

Opening his mouth to say something, Damon voiced a sound closer to a growl than a word. His own Power was reacting with primal glee at being brought so close to another with so much dark and devastating potential. Damon straightened up from the bed until he was kneeling near Bonnie's shoulders. He reached out and grasped her wrist, placing Bonnie's hand on his half-hard cock. "Stroke it," he growled. "Taste it if you want."

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-30 05:18 pm UTC (link)
This was so much more than she'd ever done with any guy before and she knew that when Damon said he'd seduce her, it was going to hurt but, well, he'd promised to make it better. Really better. And already she'd felt better than she'd ever felt in her whole life, coming and tasting his blood at the same time and Elena could not have ever experienced this, ever, with Stefan. Stupid Stefan who was mean to Damon.

Bonnie nodded at Damon and held him, starting off slowly but then remembering that she'd said "fast" to him and so she began stroking faster, watching his face the whole time streaked with blood, fangs still extended. She stuck her tongue out and licked once, feeling a little bit powerful at how he reacted to the small touch from her, and started licking him some more, hoping that Damon was enjoying it as much as she was simply from watching him.

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-30 06:12 pm UTC (link)
The first swipe of Bonnie's tongue against his cock brought a shiver out of Damon. The licks that followed started a low rumbling right in the pit of his stomach, a noise of satisfaction and pride on top of the fact that it felt damn good. Her hand-- small and pale wrapped around his shaft-- moved quickly over the taut skin, stroking Damon at the same time her pink tongue lapped at the head. "Fucking hell, Bonnie," he groaned, "you're a natural..."

Damon reached down and began to stroke Bonnie's hair, threading her heavy curls between his fingers while she bathed his cock, wetting it thoroughly. After a minute, Damon's hand tightened slightly, holding her head in place. Moving slightly, Damon rocked his hips back and forth an inch or two, slowly fucking Bonnie's mouth for a minute before pulling out. "Much as I'd like to continue that for a good long time, I think it's time for the main event."

Moving, Damon stretched out above Bonnie again, settling himself between her thighs until the tip of his cock rested against her pussy. "Ready?"

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-30 06:42 pm UTC (link)
Why sweet little Bonnie McCullough was grinning as Damon swore and held her in place so that he could move in and out of her mouth was beyond her, but she was betting that it would really make everyone even madder than before. She sort of liked that idea. Sure, she'd never done any of this before (so she hoped she was doing it right) and she was never one to swear (normally) but somehow when Damon said it, it was cool.

She gasped for breath as he stopped and licked her lips. Was she ready? God, she was so wet she thought she'd die. In fact for all she knew, Damon would kill her right afterward, but Bonnie didn't think he would. Not after his compliment and the way he'd been holding her hair and everything.

She trembled, not from cold, but from the slight touch of him against her and she nodded her head. "Yes. Please? I...God yes, please, Damon, I'll die if you don't." She might die if he did, considering the way he warned her, so she tried to keep her own Power in check just in case she needed it.

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-30 07:30 pm UTC (link)
"Let me tell you, babe... the begging? Really works for me." Damon said with a smirk. "But in a little while, we'll get you learning how to demand it, too. No one with your kind of dark Power should be begging anyone... well, except maybe me." Shifting his weight slightly, he nudged the tip of his cock just a little into the entrance of Bonnie's pussy. "One, two, three--" Damon counted, then lurched forward, slamming his length into the young witch's body in a single thrust, breaking through the barrier of her virginity along the way.

Damon let out a shuddering breath to let Bonnie know that she felt fantastic around him. Her scream was almost too much for his preternatural hearing, but it was still as welcome a sound as music. He'd told Bonnie that this wasn't going to be gentle, and he hadn't lied. But Damon still had a very good feeling that Bonnie would be able to handle it, so he stayed still for a few moments while Bonnie got used to the feeling of penetration.

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-30 07:57 pm UTC (link)
She tried to think about what Damon was saying, how she should beg but also make him beg and it got Bonnie thinking more and more about her Power, about the dark side of both of theirs, and how that was tying them together in more ways than one. She couldn't answer him, though, because she screamed as soon as he was inside of her all the way but it still felt good.

How twisted was that?

Her arms wrapped around Damon's body as much as she could and she pulled him closer, her body hurting and something else inside of her wanting all at once. "Don't stop," she told him, confidence in her voice as she looked up at Damon and kissed him, licking away the blood and pricking her tongue on his fangs along the way. "Show me everything."

More whispered in his mind as she cried from the pain, and the Power she sent back at Damon was stronger and hungrier than it had ever been before, longing for the dark to match it.

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-30 08:26 pm UTC (link)
It was almost like kissing a different person, like he'd taken Bonnie McCullough to bed and was now balls-deep in a dark witch who was as hungry for an exchange of power as she was to get his cock inside of her. As it turned out, Damon was elated to realize, that those two things were now the exact same thing. Bonnie was the one telling him not to stop, and it was her Power that was racing through his body and lighting dark fires everywhere it touched. "Everything it is," Damon purred, then began to move.

His hips rolled, slowly at first but building up a quick rhythm. Damon could feel his cock sliding easily in all the juice Bonnie had flooded with before, not to mention the blood he could smell from having broken her in. Mouth moving all over Bonnie's face and neck, his fangs left scratches wherever he went. "That's it," said Damon, encouraging her. "I can feel that... keep giving it to me! I'll give you everything you can take..." By then he was grinding his hips against hers, sawing his cock in and out of her.

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-30 09:14 pm UTC (link)
It hurt, and it hurt everywhere. Bonnie guessed that when she said "everything", that Damon wasn't holding back because she was feeling pain with every thrust as well as every kiss on her face that seemed to leave marks on her. She was bleeding everywhere, it felt like, and her Power wasn't the type to heal. It was the type to match, to see the future, to mark someone as well.

So even though she was crying from the pain, the other part of her that no one else in Fell's Church seemed to know or care about was marking Damon. Little wards here and there on his body where she could touch him singed skin and protected him all at once. Darkness filled her own body, and she pushed it toward Damon's to try and fill him up, close to making his heart beat once as she began to move her hips against his through the pain.

That was when Bonnie couldn't stand it anymore, and the sweet Bonnie everyone knew had to say the one thing she didn't want to Damon to hear while she was marking him, crying, bleeding, moving against him.

"I love you..."

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-30 11:16 pm UTC (link)
They started feeling like nothing more than pinpricks on Damon's skin, easy to ignore while he was giving Bonnie the good solid fucking that her Power was demanding of him. Between her impossibly tight sheath, the slickness inside of it and the mixture of pleasure and pain noises coming from the young witch, Damon was pretty much getting everything he wanted. And then the pricks became real pain, like someone was touching his skin with a fireplace poker. "What--?"

He looked down to see the marks. Bonnie's Power, touching his skin and burning it by placing spells and things that felt like psychic tethers, binding him to her in some way. Damon would have made his distrust of such things clear if his vampire body didn't immediately heal the surface damage and the tethers let Bonnie's dark energy spill into him even faster. The Power filled him like a cup, and at Bonnie's confession, Damon let it spill over.

Power crashed between them like waves striking the rocks, over and over. Seeing the marks all over Bonnie's skin, Damon dragged his tongue across his fangs, cutting it before he crushed a kiss against her mouth, forcing his blood into her system to heal her.

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[info]druidwitch
2010-11-30 11:34 pm UTC (link)
He didn't say it back, which was okay with her because Bonnie honestly didn't know if Damon loved anybody, really. But he didn't push her away and once he started kissing her, she tasted his blood again and felt her skin begin to knot up everywhere, all the small cuts fixing themselves while the Power that was inside Damon - centuries old - filled her. She shivered as she kissed him, wondering if this was what it was like for Damon everytime he had sex. If so, she was going to be really jealous.

It was this current of dark Power from her to Damon and back again, all while he kissed her and she drank his blood, sucking from the cut on his tongue, lapping it up and making happy little noises until the next time she felt a thrust that hurt enough that Bonnie nearly screamed into his mouth.

She started crying again as she realized everything was healing, so every thrust hurt and broke her more, causing fresh blood to stain the silk sheets, but she still held onto him and drank while her mouth moved against his, Power pouring out of her and into Damon as she somehow came again, blood and come mixed together.

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-11-30 11:59 pm UTC (link)
Between the furious exchange of Power, the psychic energy and the call of something dark and primal inside of the both of them, Damon knew a lot more was going on that just really good sex. And all the stuff was gathering and taking a hold of him not just deep in his belly but square in his chest, as well. It was like when Bonnie had poured Power into his unbeating heart and made it remember, just for a split second, the feeling of life but a hundred times more powerful. Whatever it was, there was no stopping it now.

Damon's body pumped and thrust against Bonnie's, his cock a piston in and out of her pussy. Feeling resistance that shouldn't have been there, Damon backed off from their kiss for a moment, letting the cut on his tongue heal over before leaning back down. "Can't forget my promise," he growled, tilting his hips and changing the angle of his strokes until he knew he was hitting Bonnie just right to set off her orgasms like a string of firecrackers.

She came and Damon rode the wave with her.

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[info]druidwitch
2010-12-01 12:31 am UTC (link)
Bonnie screamed again, her voice hoarse by now, as she came but this time it wasn't like before. It was like she couldn't stop, over and over, and the darkness seemed to flow back and forth faster, too. For a moment, she wondered what promise Damon had meant but then she remembered as it seemed that even Damon was affected.

He was showing her what it was like to have sex with a vampire - no, with him - without holding back.

When it felt like her body couldn't stand anymore of it and she remembered how to breathe, Bonnie stared up at Damon with love, awe, and something else she couldn't name. But he was right; she was his now, because she felt marked all over her body. She only hoped she'd marked him enough in return.

"Is it... was I... was it okay?"

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-12-01 01:02 am UTC (link)
If he was still breathing, Damon would have been panting. As it was, he was looking down at Bonnie with no idea just exactly what had gone on in that bed. His orgasm had pretty much caught him by surprise once he'd gotten swept up in Bonnie's climax, and the Power exchange had just set him off and blindsided them both. There would be time for post-game analysis later, Damon decided. Bonnie's question at least had an immediate answer.

"It was fantastic, Bonnie. Awesome." Damon leaned down and kissed her. "I don't think I've ever come like that before," he told Bonnie, which was the truth. "You okay, though? I know it got kind of rough there, but we wanted it all."

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[info]druidwitch
2010-12-01 01:18 am UTC (link)
She kissed him back, happy with his answer because, after all, she'd still been a virgin until Damon. "Mmm, I'm okay," she lied a little bit, because her body was stretched and sore and aching but the darkness inside of her was thrumming and wanting. It was a weird combination, she thought to herself, and not exactly perfect.

But Damon was perfect for her, she knew. She even told him so.

"All of it," she repeated, nodding her head, glad that he had wanted to give her all of it and glad she wasn't dead. Secretly, she really liked that he'd said "we", too.

"Can I stay over? I totally lied to my parents and they think I'm spending the night at Meredith's." Her hands touched all the wards she'd placed on his skin, the markers that let any witch or vampire know that he was protected by someone strong, and Bonnie smiled up at him.

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[info]most_dangerous
2010-12-01 01:29 am UTC (link)
"I'm really not the kind of guy who does the whole cuddling and breakfast thing..." drawled Damon, then smiled a moment later, knowing Bonnie wouldn't appreciate him stretching the joke too long, "but I will definitely make an exception for you." He leaned down, kissing Bonnie quickly and then moving into a more comfortable position beside her.

"Rest for a bit, then I'll help you get cleaned up. I'll fix the bed and then," Damon shrugged, "then tomorrow the world either learns to deal with you and me being you and me or it can get the hell out our way."

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