This story happens after Nightfall. Bonnie and Damon are having a conversation about something that happened on the book. It includes spoilers, some violence and some sensuality. Not suitable for readers under thirteen years.
“I just don’t understand,” Bonnie said, “I’ve cried for your help for half an hour and you didn’t come…”
“I know, little witch… It was the Malach. He made me do this.” Damon answered. “But I thought you had already forgiven me, for I gave you my blood to save you.”
Bonnie was still hurt for the evil thoughts she had received from Damon while stuck in a car surrounded by poisonous trees. She had asked for Damon’s help and he, manipulated by another evil creature, took too long to save her and his friends.
“And besides, Stefan is already safe with Elena,” He continued, “now we can be together…” Damon was getting closer and she suddenly felt scared. He took her arms and bent his head next to her face.
She wanted to say something more; she was still upset with him… But his face was so close, her thoughts were becoming confused… “Damon… I…“ She tried to say.
“Sh…” he whispered. He was diving his nose through her red hair and getting his lips next to her neck. She could feel his breath all over her ears, her hair, her throat…
She thought he was going to bite her now. He had only tasted her blood once, and it was poisoned. Why wouldn’t he take advantage of that moment? They were completely alone in her yard. Stefan was in the boardinghouse with Elena, and Matt was nowhere near them…
And then his lips found hers. They were kissing and nothing else could matter on that moment. Her hands went through his dark hair and his hands were discovering the bare skin her dress left exposed.
When they finished, she was breathless and he was smirking. She touched her lips while he kept his dark eyes on her face.
“Damon, we still need to talk…”
“No, we don’t. We’ve had enough talk. You’re my maiden now.”
“Does it mean you’re going to feed on me?”
“Yes. It does.”
“But I don’t want to be bitten…”
His smile was filled with confidence. “Don’t worry, redheaded. I’ll be gentle…” Then he bent to kiss her again and she didn’t try to struggle. She surrendered completely. Her head fell, so her neck was completely exposed. He gently took her curls and freed the way. His lips left hers for a while and he kept on kissing the way from her chin until her neck.
She was already moaning, her fragile hands helplessly on his shoulders… Then he stopped. She opened her eyes and met his gaze.
“I think we should go to your room. Won’t you invite me in?”
Bonnie was weighting the possibilities; her brown eyes tore between fear and desire.
“I’ve already been invited into your house. I’ll come back when you’re sleeping if you don’t cooperate with my feeding now.” It was not a menace, just a statement.
Bonnie startled. It was unavoidable. Damon had chosen her, just like once he had chosen Elena and there was nothing she could do but surrender.
Since she couldn’t say anything, he kept on holding her left elbow, so she wouldn’t faint. He was wondering how sweet her blood could be. The smell was delicious and he was tired of waiting.
All of a sudden he took her in his arms and jumped. They were in a tree right in front of her window and she still couldn’t say anything. He had made the decision for her. He was going to possess her in her own room, where no one could see.
He entered through the window with Bonnie in his arms and laid her in the bed. Her beautiful dress scattered all over the bed. Her childlike eyes showed the inevitability of the moment. He approached and sat on the bed. His fingers were touching very lightly her face.
“Won’t you cry for help?” he asked, “Stefan is in the boardinghouse, but if you got in a trance right now he would probably come to save you.”
“No.” she said, “This is our moment. The moment we’ve both been waiting for so long. I want to melt in your arms. I’m just scared.”
Damon didn't even know the reason he had given her a chance to escape. All he knew was the strange joy he felt when he realized she really wanted to be in his arms.
She sighted and he kept on staring her entire body. The body he had barely seen naked in the bathtub when he’d almost lost her. He shivered lightly with the thought, but she couldn’t perceive it.
He kissed her again, tenderly. She closed her eyes and felt he laid on the bed by her side. He was standing behind her body; his nose was touching the back of her head. There was nothing he could do but smell her hair.
She was so sweet and her acceptance was breaking the stones inside his chest. She was melting in his arms, her eyelids closed… He couldn’t resist anymore. He gave one last kiss in her neck and bit her.
She gasped, but he gently held her left hand and, without leaving her neck, started to drink the blood from the wound.
Damon couldn’t believe how delicious her blood was. Her heart was beating faster, and he was thrilled. Her skin was like silk touching his lips. But he knew he couldn’t keep for too long; he didn’t want to drain his maiden.
So he gave one last kiss over the wound and took her in his lap. She was dizzy and almost unconscious. He took his dagger to cut his neck imagining the touch of her lips while she’d be drinking his blood, but then he remembered he wanted to watch her face. Then he cut his left wrist and fed his baby bird. She sucked the blood delicately with the eyes closed.
Bonnie fell asleep in Damon’s arms while he caressed her hair.
When Bonnie woke up, she was very tired. Damon was not by her side and she kept wondering if it all had been a dream. Then she saw a few drops of blood in her pillow and decided to look in the mirror. There were two little wounds in her neck.
It was true, Damon had bitten her. But why wasn’t he there? She had thought he would sleep by her side…
Bonnie was still felling dizzy, but she really needed to talk about what had happened. She thought about Meredith, but she was always so rational, would she understand what it feels like when you exchange blood with a vampire?
So she thought that Elena would be the best option. They could have a conversation about the subject since Elena had been dating a vampire for so long.
Bonnie had her breakfast and headed to the boardinghouse. It was early, but Elena and Stefan were already up. Damon was not there.
“Good morning, Elena!”
“He’s in the shower.”
“Good, I want to talk to you. It’s a girl thing…” Bonnie started, “I slept with Damon… Sort of… I guess…”
“How was it?” Elena answered giggling.
“I can’t remember everything… But we kissed and I still have these two punctures in my neck. I believe I drank his blood as well…”
“Hum… I’ll give you a tip. Keep one of his fangs between your lips next time. Stefan goes crazy when I do that…”
“Really? But wouldn’t he bite my lip?”
“He would, but slowly… “
The door opened and Stefan entered. As soon as he smelled Bonnie, he realized she had been with his brother.
Stefan was about to say something when Damon came into the room.
“Hello, little brother! I was just passing and decided to say ‘hi’“, then he saw Bonnie and added, “Good morning, little witch. Did you have nice dreams?”
“Where did you go?” Bonnie asked.
“I needed to feed. I couldn’t get all the blood from you, I don’t want you dead…” Damon answered smirking.
“You fed on other girl?”
“You are telling me you left me alone after our first night together to feed on other girls?” She asked irritated.
“Yes.” He answered cynically.
“How would you feel if I let another vampire feed on me?” She asked looking at Stefan.
Damon became angry and staring Stefan said: “Don’t you dare!”
“Don’t you dare either”, Stefan said hugging Elena possessively.
“Of course Stefan wouldn’t do it. He’s different from you! He’s faithful!” Bonnie said. “I’m going to find another vampire who’ll do it.”
“Are you out of your mind? Another vampire will probably drain you! And vampires are not easy to find…”
Bonnie was already leaving because she was crying and didn’t want Damon to see it. She ran into the forest and tripped falling somewhere on the ground. She stayed there, sobbing for the pain in her heart.
Suddenly she heard some bird making noise. She looked at the sky and saw a shadow looking like a crow.
“Damon, this is not funny!” Bonnie shouted. “You really broke my heart, just leave me alone!”
But the bird kept on haunting her. Suddenly there was a very gorgeous boy right in front of her. He had reddish brown hair and big green eyes.
“Who would say I would find such a delicious girl here in the woods?” The boy said. He was laughing and his eyes were cold.
Bonnie could feel she was in danger. Her heart was pounding fast and her hands were sweating.
“Who are you?” She asked the boy.
“I’m the vampire you were looking for, my dear beauty.” He answered.
“I was not looking for any vampire!”
“Yes, you were! You just fought with your boyfriend Damon and told him you were going to find a vampire who’d bite you. And here I am! Your dream came true.”
Bonnie turned to run, but she barely stepped and the vampire was right in front of her.
“What do you want from me?” Bonnie asked, the tears already falling down her cheeks.
“Your boyfriend and I have unfinished business. I want to hurt him by hurting you.”
Inside the house, everyone was worried about Bonnie.
“Go after her” Stefan said, “She might get hurt…”
“I don’t care about her!”, Damon answered.
Elena rolled her eyes. “If you are not going after her, then I’m going. Are you coming with me, Stefan?”
“Sure.” Stefan said.
“I think I’ll stay here for a while.” Damon said.
Damon was really stubborn. He was incredibly worried about his baby bird. But he wouldn't admit it even for himself.
So he simply watched Elena and Stefan leave. He sat on Stefan’s bed trying to think about something else but the truth was…
His heart was aching. He was anxious. Something was wrong.
What if she couldn’t forgive him? Of course she would. He’d just have to smile and she would yield to him. Wouldn't she?
“Damon! Help! He’s going to hurt me!”
It was the redheaded bird’s voice in his head.
Damon became a crow and flew out of the window.
Damon was flying over the woods. He couldn’t sense Bonnie anymore, but he knew she needed his help. She had cried out loud a couple of minutes ago and he wouldn’t come back without her.
But this silence was not normal. Every time she asked for his help, she kept on crying until he arrived. So he decided to land and look for her on the floor.
There was a paper on the ground, next to the tree where her scent was stronger. Over the paper, there was a lock of red hair smelling like someone else.
The paper was a note:
It’s been a long time we don’t see each other, hasn’t it? However, I’m not rude enough to come to Fell’s Church and not to pay you a visit. To my surprise, when I was looking for you, I found your girlfriend crying because you broke her heart. I couldn’t leave her alone. So I took her with me and now we both expect your visit. But you should hurry, because you have to find us before I kill her.
Damon clutched to the lock of Bonnie’s hair and tore the note apart. He was so angry he couldn’t even think. Two minutes later he heard Stefan and Elena coming.
“Have you found her?” Stefan asked.
“Edgar kidnapped her.” Damon said through his teeth.
“Edgar? That vampire from Germany who hates you?”
“Yes. The vampire wizard from Germany.”
“And why did he kidnap Bonnie?” Elena asked.
“Because he hates me and he wants revenge on me killing her.”
“Oh… We have to find them before that! Where are they?” Elena said desperate.
“I’m not sure, but I’ll find them. And I’ll snatch out his eyes. I’ll kill him slowly!” Damon swore.
Edgar had carried Bonnie to his small cabin in the forest. Not far away from where Damon was. Simply because it was part of his diabolic plan to be found by Damon.
Bonnie woke up slowly. She was still feeling dizzy because of the spell Edgar had used to make her sleep. When she tried to move her arms, she realized she was chained on the bed. Despair grew up inside her and she started to cry for Damon’s help almost instantly.
Edgar felt the wave of power. It was exactly what he wanted. Damon would sense where she was. So, to make things more entertaining, he bent over Bonnie’s body and bit her neck.
Bonnie felt an incredible pain because he was totally careless. She screamed out loud. He kept on sucking her blood merciless while she kept on asking for Damon’s help.
Damon felt Bonnie’s pain like a stab. He could feel Edgar was not only sucking her blood, but also causing her pain with his teeth. The anger was growing inside his chest. He had to find her urgently.
Trying to sooth the pain, he put his right hand over his heart. He couldn’t even breathe, but somehow managed to speak.
“I know they’re at west,” Damon said to Stefan, “I’m going to find her there.”
“Wait, you shouldn’t go alone…” Stefan said.
“He’s sucking her blood and making her suffer. She’s crying, I can feel it. He’s torturing her because he wants me to go there. So I’m going. I’m going to get there first because I’ll turn into a crow. I’ll meet you guys there.” Damon said.
“Okay.” Stefan said holding Elena’s hand.
Damon became a crow and disappeared in the air. Stefan and Elena got into the Porsche and headed to west.
Bonnie was still crying when Edgar stood up.
“Your blood is really sweet. I wouldn’t mind to keep you as my pet, so I could feed on you whenever I wanted.” Edgar said cruelly, “But unfortunately, I have other plans.”
“Please, don’t hurt me! Damon doesn’t care about me at all, it doesn’t make any difference for him whatever you do…”
Edgar busted into laughter.
“I don’t think so, beauty. I have known your boyfriend for almost 400 years and I can tell, nothing scares him more than his own feelings.”
Edgar leaned over Bonnie and put another spell on her.
Stefan and Elena were on the road when a giant tree fell blocking the way.
“What do we do now?” Elena asked.
“We’re going to go on foot. There’s no way I keep on driving right now.”
They left the car behind and headed to the woods.
Damon couldn’t sense Bonnie anymore, but her scent was getting stronger and he knew she was close. He stared through the trees and saw a cabin. He threw himself through the window and saw Edgar over an unconscious Bonnie.
Get away from my maiden!
Edgar barely heard Damon’s words and felt the floor against his back. There was broken glass everywhere because Damon had passed through a closed window. Suddenly there was Edgar’s blood everywhere as well.
Damon was so mad; his only goal was to kill Edgar slowly and painfully. He put his hands on Edgar’s throat tightening the grip to strangle him, but Edgar wouldn’t do anything to defend himself. Edgar was smiling and said the words that could change everything.
“Go ahead. Kill me and you’ll never know how to break the spell.” Edgar’s voice was husky but full of confidence.
Damon didn’t let go, but turned to face Bonnie. She was motionless as a corpse. He punched Edgar on the face one more time breaking his nose.
“What did you do to her?” Damon snapped.
Edgar just laughed. He was having too much fun with Damon’s suffering. Impatiently, Damon punched him again. This time Edgar lost a tooth, but he didn’t seem to mind.
“I put a spell on her,” Edgar finally answered, “and you’d better let go of me, or you’ll never know the gravity of the situation.”
Against his will, Damon let him go. Edgar fell on the floor obviously so hurt he couldn’t stand, but he was smiling anyway.
“You never learn, Damon. I’m always one step ahead.” Edgar said, then stood up, looked at Bonnie and went on. “She’s really a beauty, isn’t she? I wouldn’t mind to have one for myself.”
“There… aren’t… two… like… her.” Damon almost whispered. “Tell me how to break the spell right now or I’ll snatch out your eyes.”
“Don’t worry. It’s so simple it’s almost a joke. You just have to show her your feelings.”
Damon lifted him holding his throat. “Explain it better!”
“You’ll have to beg, plead and cry for her. If your feelings are real, then she’ll wake up. If you don’t get to wake her up, she’ll die. And you had better hurry,” Edgar theatrically looked his watch, “She has only twelve minutes left.”
His tone was matter-of-fact; he didn’t care at all about the sleeping girl chained on the bed. She was only a tool to hurt Damon, and he’d just kept her alive because it was much more fun to threat her to see Damon’s reactions.
Damon threw him on the floor and started to kick his body. “Kill me or save her; your choice.” Edgar managed to say.
Damon stopped and sat on the bed holding his head in his hands. It was hard to face the terrible truth right in front of him. He’d have to let that sadistic vampire leave to save his baby bird’s life. With on single movement Damon broke the chains that were hurting Bonnie’s arms.
Edgar was on his knees and trying to breathe. “If you want to save her,” Edgar took a deep breath, “you have to tell her how you feel about her. And you have to do this right now.”
Edgar stood up again. While he was cleaning himself up, he started to torture Damon again with his words. “I’ll give you both some privacy. I’ll leave now. But keep in mind that she can hear us. The spell is keeping her motionless, but she’s perfectly aware about what’s happening.”
“Poor child. She must be so uncomfortable right now… It must be really sad to hear everything around when you can’t move one finger.” Edgar chuckled and left.
Bonnie was like a porcelain doll. Her skin was paler than ever, her hands were cold and her breathing was slow. Damon could feel her blood was still running through her veins, but for how long?
“Little witch,” Damon said, “please, listen to me…” He swallowed; there was something in his throat.
“I’m sorry I left you alone. I should have been there when you woke up. And I could’ve never let you run away through the forest like that.”
Bonnie was still like a piece of stone. Damon squeezed her cold hands. How many minutes until she dies?
“Baby bird, please, talk to me… Please…”
He was trying so hard not to cry, but it was unavoidable. Tears were filling his eyes. Exactly as Edgar had said. He’d have to cry. He’d have to show his feelings.
Damon kissed her forehead. The tears wet her when their faces got close. “Please, redheaded bird. Let me hear you sing inside my head again…” He murmured next to her right ear.
She was completely still. There was nothing he could do. She was going to die in his arms, victim of a cruel revenge.
Then he realized what he needed to say. But why was it so hard? He’d have to say the words. These words, these three simple words could save her. How many minutes?
She still had two minutes. Two minutes between life and death for Bonnie. Two minutes between misery and joy for Damon. Could he give up his pride to save her? Would he finally confess how much he cared about her?
Damon took a deep breath. “Bonnie…”
Stefan and Elena came into the cabin, but he was so focused he didn’t even notice.
“Bonnie, I love you.” His voice was almost a whisper. It was so hard to say. He clutched to her like if it could keep her from dying. “Bonnie, please. I am crazy about you. Don’t leave me, don’t die…”
He passed his hands through her hair and kissed her cheek. The time was over. It was too late. She was already dead, but he couldn’t let her go. The tears were falling and he continued murmuring in her ears.
“I love you. Please, don’t leave me little witch…”
Elena was already crying and Stefan held her close. It was so sad, it was a tragedy.
Stefan could feel how much his brother was suffering. He kept on staring the sad scene right in front of him and that was when he saw. It was too slight for human eyes to see, but Bonnie’s fingers were moving. Her arms were loose but she was trying to rise them.
“Damon, she’s alive.” Stefan said. “She’s still numb, but she’s coming back!”
Damon turned to Stefan but he didn’t want to have any false hope. That was when he finally looked at her and perceived her eyes trying to open.
Damon gasped. Her lips were trembling. “Damon…” Her voice was too low for human ears but he was listening. She was alive.
Elena was crying and giggling at the same time. Bonnie was alive.
“Damon…” This time her voice was louder.
Damon could feel her heart was pounding again, her breathing was getting normal, her blood was running, her face was flushing… Bonnie was alive!
And so was Edgar.
Bonnie woke up in her own room. She could hear voices, but couldn’t distinguish them. Her vision was a blur.
“I think she just woke up.” Stefan said. Meredith raised Bonnie’s head and put a glass of milk in her lips.
Damon was leaning against the window, his arms crossed over his chest. Slowly he walked and sat on Bonnie’s bed.
“How are you feeling, little witch?” Damon asked.
“I’m tired…” Bonnie answered. Her voice was husky.
“Of course you are. You’re recovering from a violent spell. We had to inject vervain in you. Edgar is incredibly powerful. You’ve slept for three days and I believe you’re still going to sleep for at least one week…”
“I remember being paralyzed. I couldn’t move or say anything, but I still could hear everything… It was like… a nightmare.”
“Yes, I know.” Damon said, pure hatred in his eyes.
“Why does this guy hate you so much?”
“This is such a long story, little witch… You need to rest now.” Damon laid her head over the pillow again. He stroked her hair and she soon fell asleep.
They couldn’t leave Bonnie alone in her bedroom. Although Edgar had never been invited in, he was so powerful that he could use his Powers and make her invite him. It had taken lots of vervain to completely release Bonnie from his spell and after three days she was still recovering.
* * *
“Bonnie has already slept for one entire week.” Stefan said.
“He is going to pay for that.” Damon answered.
“How will we find him?” Matt asked.
“We? We are not going to find anybody. I am going to find this worm and I am going to tear him apart.” Damon said it smirking.
“He’s too strong, Damon. It’s more safe…” Stefan spoke it calmly but Damon interrupted.
“I can take care of myself!”
“I know you want revenge. I completely understand. But if you die, what do you think is going to happen with Bonnie? Edgar is not only going to kill you, but he’s going to kill all of us. We have to stick together now, Damon.” Stefan said these words coldly but he was really worried.
“This is not only your fight. This guy tortured and almost killed Bonnie. Whatever you’re going to do; I’m in.” Matt said.
The boys were having this conversation in the yard of the boarding house, while Meredith and Elena were bathing Bonnie in the bathtub. Suddenly Elena showed up in the window.
“Boys, Bonnie woke up!” She screamed.
Damon headed to the room and found Bonnie already dressed. She was still walking like a two years old child, but her brown eyes were wide open and she was talking to her friends and even laughing.
“Hey…” Damon whispered. The lack of confidence was clear in his voice. What if she couldn’t forgive him? “Little witch…”
“Hi…” Bonnie whispered. Meredith and Elena were holding her arms and sat her down on the bed.
“Are you feeling better?”
“Yes, I am…” She said, “But... what happened to me, Damon? And why?”
“This guy put a spell on you to get back at me." He answered with a grim smile. "But I’ll tell you everything. I was in Germany in 1632. I met Edgar during the Thirty Years' War." He swallowed and continued, "Those were hard times for humans and for vampires as well. The lack of food could reache the vampires since we need to feed on the humans. So Edgar and I started or own war for power, territory and… humans.”
Bonnie was bewildered. It was amazing to hear about something so old by such a young man.
“I won. But the reason why Edgar has held the grudge for so many years is that I humiliated him. That territory had been his for so long and I was this Italian guy making fun of him. He swore revenge and kept showing up. But he had never found me with people I actually cared about. But now, things are different.”
“So, I’m your problem?” Bonnie asked.
“No, he’s my problem. I should have killed him 400 years ago. And I have to kill him now. But there’s this detail: he’s an incredibly powerful wizard.” Damon answered.
“If he’s that strong, how did you manage to beat him?" Meredith asked.
“Cheating. I put a lot of vervain in his… food. That weakened him and I could win the duel.” Damon said.
Bonnie didn’t want to think about what the word food meant.
“So… You cheated. That’s why he hates you so much…” Matt seemed amused.
“I did not exactly cheat, if you think that he’s a wizard and I am not. His chances were much bigger than mine, I had to do something to make us equal…” Damon winked.
Stefan was watching quiet. He had had to deal with Edgar before and knew how hard they’d have to fight. For Matt everything was a question of honor, and Damon had always thought about him as the smartest. But now girls’ lives were at stake.
“What we need to do is an ambush. That’s our only chance.” Stefan said. “We’ll keep the girls under surveillance until we figure out how to do this.”
Damon took Bonnie to her house. They were both quiet all the way. He was still feeling guilty for every harm Edgar had the chance to do to Bonnie. She was afraid he could be upset because she ran into the forest having said right before that she would find a vampire who’d bite her, and it turned out that it happened.
They were still silent when they went to her room. Damon helped her to sit on the bed, sitting by her side. She wouldn’t meet his gaze, so he knelt in front of her.
“Listen, little witch… I’m sorry… You have no idea how much I regret… everything! Everything went wrong, I screwed up.” Damon said.
Bonnie started to cry. He was intently watching her face when a tear was spilled wetting her freckles.
Damon didn’t know what to do. She was incredibly hurt, she wouldn’t forgive him. He sat down by her side again stroking her hair.
“Red bird, don’t be like that. We need to talk.” Damon whispered.
“I know…” She answered sobbing. “I shouldn’t have run like that… I was too irresponsible…”
“Sh…” Damon whispered hugging her tight. “We can fix this. I’ll beat this monster, I’ll make you safe and we’ll be together. We can start all over.”
Bonnie giggled between the tears, snuggling in his lap. Damon lifted her chin, so he could watch her face.
“You’ve been a naughty girl, you know? You’re going to have to make up for me now…” Damon said.
Bonnie kept on giggling and stopped crying. She lifted her lips looking for a kiss. Damon kissed her softly for he was afraid to hurt her.
“You could have died… My baby bird could be gone now… Don’t ever do this to me again, please…”
“Oh… If I had died, that would have been such a romantic death… I remember the things you said…” Bonnie whispered.
Damon stiffened holding her in his arms.
“Good. Then you know how much I don’t want you to have any romantic death.” He was still stroking her hair. “That’s why I have to kill Edgar. That’s the only way you can be safe again.”
Damon lifted her chin again, so he could look into her eyes. “No other vampire can ever drink your blood again. You do understand that you belong to me, don’t you?”
Her eyes were pure acceptance. She had completely yielded to him. “Yes, I do.”
* * *
Like a kitten, Damon thought amused. He was sat on Bonnie’s bed and she was revolving around him. First she breathed a little through his hair in the back of his neck, and then she gave a kiss in his left cheek backing off straight afterward just to take off his black jacket, then she gently touched her lips beneath his right ear…
Damon couldn’t stand anymore. He grabbed her in his arms and kissed her tenderly. This is heaven, he thought. The tragedy that could have done them apart just brought them closer than ever.
Since Bonnie woke up a week earlier, recovered from the spell, she became more affectionate than ever. Every time they were in her room, what would happen every night, she would impose on him her caresses.
Bonnie was wearing a white nightgown with pattern of little grapes. Definitely she was not yet a woman. But she was not a child anymore. And Damon knew exactly what she was craving for. Something he could never give her, simply because he was a vampire. Something he had not really desired for 500 years.
And there she was, rubbing her entire body over his, arousing his craving for her blood… But he would resist tonight. For a while at least…
Slowly he touched her face with his fingers. She was in his lap, her eyes closed, and his fingers were discovering the silk of her lips. When she slightly opened her mouth, he put his index finger inside and touched her teeth. He found funny that she didn’t try to bite.
Bonnie knelt in front of him and, holding his shoulders, kissed his mouth. She touched his lips the same way he had touched hers, but when she tried to touch his teeth, Damon gasped and backed away.
“Don’t be scared…” Bonnie said.
“You don’t understand, I don’t want to hurt you…” Damon said.
“You won’t…” She whispered softly in his ear like a secret they were sharing.
She deliberately licked one of his fangs. He wanted to bite, but he firmly resisted. He held her close and her hands tousled his dark hair. Then she put her lips over the fang. Damon couldn’t stand it. He wanted her blood so much, his fangs were already aching…
He pushed her away trying to breathe. “Don’t do this baby bird, it’s dangerous. I was already losing control…”
She simply smiled and snuggled in his lap again. He laid her on the bed, her red hair over the pillow, and kissed her mouth. Then he took one of her feet and kissed. He continued kissing her legs and realized surprised that he really wanted to discover what she was hiding under the nightgown.
Without pulling the fabric, his hands started to wander all over her body. Bonnie gasped and held the sheet, but he kept on kissing her mouth while his hands possessed every inch of her skin.
Bonnie was already moaning when his mouth left hers to distribute little kisses all over her neck. When he finally bit her, her body was trembling under his in waves of pleasure. He felt strangely satisfied for her satisfaction. And she was still melting when he stopped drinking her blood to watch her face.
Then he cut his neck. She still had the eyelids closed and Damon could hear her low moans. Like a lazy kitten, he thought pleased by her innocent pout. So he lay on the bed and pulled her close to him, putting her mouth to the wound.
It was like feeding a baby bird. His baby bird. She was eagerly sucking the blood and Damon was feeling so much pleasure he almost couldn’t breathe. “I can’t stand anymore, little witch… Too much pleasure…”
But she continued drinking the blood and he had to push her away. She smiled like a naughty girl who knew she wouldn’t be punished and he thought that that look on her face could only make her more seductive than ever.
“You’re making me weak, little witch. What kind of witchcraft have you been using on me?” Damon held her face meeting his gaze and continued, “Do you have any vervain with you?”
“Do you want to search for the vervain on me?” Bonnie asked then giggled.