What Lies Beneath

Chapter 37: Attracting Chaos

Mystic Falls was a small town with rolling fields and an endless supply of looming trees that gave way to rivers and lakes. It was the type of place that you'd see on television and think about how nice it would be to live there because naturally nothing bad ever happened in a community so small. While you would be one hundred percent wrong on that point, it was still a relatively quiet area and especially beautiful in spring, fall and winter when the flowers bloomed or the leaves turned or the snow fell. The best thing however were the areas where you could disappear for a little while to reflect or whatever you were into.

Which is what brought Bonnie to being in the backseat of Damon's car on some dusty road people hardly ever traveled, naked and rolling her hips on his equally naked lap. It was a tight fit probably in more ways than one, but there was just something very erotic about the sight of Damon under her, his hands smoothing across her thighs and his head pressing back into the jacket he was using as a pillow. She loved the cramped feeling for some reason; the pull of her muscles that she would experience later when they were done a reminder of their time together.

Not to mention out here she could be as vocal as she wanted as long as her powers didn't explode his windshield.

Introducing sex to their relationship made her feel closer to him than ever before which was both wonderful and terrifying. Damon was still Damon and while she loved and trusted him, sometimes she felt as if she still didn't know him. He was so old and he knew how to twist himself into different creatures in a way. He had many different faces and while she could spot each one, she often wondered if there were more she hadn't seen yet. Though currently the visage she saw most was him trying to seduce her at every available turn.

Damon wasn't starved for affection but he seemed to never really get enough of her and that she loved. She enjoyed the fact that he wanted her all of the time; it made her feel extraordinary. Beautiful. Powerful. And she would be lying if she said the feeling wasn't mutual.

In the past when she'd thought about sex or witnessed a love scene on television she'd never really absorbed it if that made any sense. It was just an act that people did—most times in love—that looked very interesting in high definition. Like most teenagers her age she'd thought about it and fantasized about it, but decided early on she wanted to be with someone she cared about. She sort of had Elena to thank for that.

Elena only had sex with people she loved which meant she'd only slept with two people. Unlike Caroline who was a bit more…lax with her affections. Not that anything was wrong with that of course but Bonnie wasn't that type of girl. Emotions ruled her heart and she knew had she done anything before she was ready with someone she didn't honestly want to be with, it would have affected her in a negative way.

Never in a million years did she think she would be having sex with a vampire. Life was so weird.

Shifting slightly, she pressed her hands flat on Damon's chest and used the leverage to lift her hips up slowly, her hair falling like a dark curtain around her face. She was purposefully keeping her movements slow, squeezing out every ounce of pleasure that she could. She could feel Damon's thigh muscles flexing with the effort to let her do whatever she wanted. To not thrust up and take over. The thought that he was actually letting her go at her own pace made her smile, and she nuzzled at his chin with her lips.

Sitting upright, she arched her back and moaned as tingles raced up her spine. Damon grunted and brushed his thumbs across her nipples, cupping her breasts and squeezing, smiling when she sighed and pushed into his hands. He sat up and dragged his tongue over the soft skin of her neck before biting down hard enough to make her gasp and dig her nails into his sides.