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Life (Shit) Happens	By : Scorpio-Karma Category: S through Z > Vampire Diaries Views: 3793 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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They don’t make it very far into his office before their things are on the floor. She wore a low cut shirt with his favorite skirt on her—it made her ass look perfect, but what really got to him was the secretive look in her eyes she gave him throughout the entire lecture. He had to stand behind the podium for the rest of his students not to notice how she was affecting him. He knew what was in store later and he could barely wait. On their way to his office, he had to make her walk in front of him. Once the door was unlocked and open he shoved her against the door with her backside to him and lifted up her skirt only to groan at the sight of her wearing no underwear. He knew it was risky—anybody outside the door could hear them, but the thought of people knowing he was the one making her scream his name got him even harder.
His hands unbuckle his belt the fastest they can go. Whispering in her ear he says, “I have to teach a class in one hour. Let’s see how much I can make you scream in that amount of time.” Bonnie moans clearly affected by his words. She was wet with anticipation at the sound of his pants dropping to his ankles. He haphazardly kicks his pants along with his briefs off of himself.
She pokes her butt out to give him more access and he runs his cock between her folds spreading her wetness onto him. “Is this all for me?” he says before latching his mouth to the juncture between her neck and shoulder and biting down hard.
She moans “yes” in response and leans into him more in an attempt to push him inside. “It’s all for you—only you,” she says almost desperately.
He kisses up along her neck to her chin then with one hand reaches around to pull her face towards him and devours her mouth. He keeps rubbing his cock in circular motions around her clit and she can’t help the little whines that escape her mouth and rocking her hips. She wants him inside now. Pulling away from his lips, “please,” she pleads, but he just smiles in response and pulls away from her.
He spins her around to face him and before she can even blink he drops to his knees placing one of her legs onto his shoulder and digs in. He slowly slides his tongue up her pussy from her wet hole to the tiny bundle of nerves and stops. He sucks her clit into his mouth and flicks his tongue over the pearl. This sends a jolt up Bonnie’s spine and her hands automatically grab onto his hair. He let’s go and massages her folds with his tongue before diving into her dripping hole. Bonnie’s head tilts back and bangs against the door while she tries to hold her moans in. “Ung—there,” she sighs out when he curls his tongue up to hit her G-spot. His hand travels underneath her shirt and pinches her nipple causing her to feel a jolt in her clit. His nose is placed perfectly against her clit and she starts moving up and down working her up even more. As her pace increases she can feel her walls tightening against his tongue. She roughly tugs at his hair to keep him in place while uncontrollably whimpering. She knows she’s close—he knows it, the only question is how loud she will be when she finally explodes.
He takes his tongue out of her hole and focuses only on her clit sucking hard while using his tongue to create pressure. It hits her by surprise causing the muscles in her whole body to contract and a scream sounding very much like his name. She can feel the pleasure wash over in waves making her feel limp. Before she’s even fully recovered she can feel him pulling her into him and taking her mouth in a gentle kiss. She can taste herself on him and can’t help the satisfying thought that he’s going to have her on him for the rest of the day.
He walks them over to his desk and turns her around again. “Bend over,” he says in a commanding voice that sends satisfying tingles through her body. She complies immediately. He strokes himself a couple times before running his dick along her pussy again coating himself in her wetness. Bonnie lets out a hum of satisfaction. He wastes no time and plunges in feeling her pussy conform to his dick perfectly—he lets out a grunt of pleasure.
He bends down and whispers in her ear, “I love how your pussy feels every time—” He slowly pulls himself out and then plunges back in with a hard thrust, “—it knows just how to milk my cock.” He thrusts in again except this time at a deeper angle cause both to let out a guttural moan. “It’s like it was made exactly for me.” His words caused a jolt inside her, she loved it when he talked dirty to her especially when he got possessive like this, it always made her wetter. “Do you love my cock, Bonnie? Do you love the way it makes you feel?”
“Yes—oh god yes!” she moans out. She loves how concerned he was with the way she feels and not just him.
She feels him picking up his pace working them both into a frenzy. She can’t help but meet each one of his thrusts seeking more friction, so she can meet that wonderful end. His hands move up her shirt and he pulls her breasts out over her shirt and bra. He cups them and holds onto them as leverage while pushes into her with more force. She grabs the edge of the desk to ground her as she feels the beginnings of her next orgasm.
He feels her start to squeeze around him and he knows he’s got her where he wants her. He slows down and starts making very deliberate thrusts hitting the spot he know will guarantee her walls to tighten some more. This causes her to writhe beneath and whimper. “Oh, right there, right there, right there…” she pleads with him and he complies.
He increases his pace again and starts to feel her walls tightening around him even more causing a moan of his own to be let out. “That’s it. Cum for me baby—cum on my cock.”
With a strangled moan she does and the feel of her warm slickness contracting around him causes his last shred of control to break and he follows along with her pushing himself deep inside her he coats her insides with his seed. His body falls limp and he leans on her breathing heavily, but she doesn’t mind—she loves the closeness.
They stay like that until both their breathing stabilizes. He moves off her and the air hitting her nude bottom causes her to shiver. He pulls some wet wipes out of his desk drawer and cleans both her and himself up. He then gently lays a kiss on her spine and pulls her skirt back in place. “I love you.” He says and she can’t help the smile that forms on her face. He always took good care of her before, during and after sex.
She gets up putting her shirt and bra back in place and turns around to face him. She pulls him down to her level and kisses him slowly. She feels the butterflies in her stomach start fluttering and warmth fill up her heart. She loves this man and when things were right it was beyond worth the risks.
They both lean into the kiss more when Bonnie feels his naked bottom half and she laughs. He pulls back slightly looking at her confused yet amused face. “What?”
“Your pants are all the way across the room.” She laughs again, but this time he joins in.
“Yeah I guess I got a little carried away,” he says with no hints of embarrassment.
“Yeah, but I got carried away with you,” she says and gives him a peck on the lips. He leans his head into her until their foreheads are touching.
“I should probably go get my pants.”
“That sounds like a good idea.”
He kisses the tip of her nose and then walks to the other side of the room to retrieve his pants. Bonnie takes a moment to enjoy the view of his bare buttocks. He puts his pants on except this time with patience. He turns around to find Bonnie with a smirk gracing her face. “Enjoyed the view?”
“Maybe a little.” He walks back to her and snatches her into his arms from behind and kisses her jaw before leaning them both back into his chair causing her to squeal in surprise.
“Let’s relax for a bit, I still have fifteen minutes before I need to get to my next class,” he says with eyes starting to droop.
“Mmmm” is the only noise she makes before snuggling into him and closing her eyes. This is what she wanted—to get him in a good enough mood so she could bring up what she wanted to talk about a week ago. She shifts in his lap so that she has a better view of him.
“So I graduate at the end of next semester.” She doesn’t know why she poses it like a question.
“Yeah and?” He says curiously.
“And…if my dad shows up I thought you could meet him.” She looks at him timidly anxious for his answer. She decided to ease him into instead of just flat out asking like she normally does.
He lets a sigh of frustration. “Why would you want me to meet your dad? If this ever got back to my wife…”
“I know, but if that wasn’t a factor by then would you be willing to meet him?” She looks over at him with probing eyes.
He opens his eyes sees the nervous look on her face. “Of course I’d be willing to meet him,” he says to her gently. “But you understand why I can’t, don’t you?”
She shifts her gaze a bit, “Of course I understand why, but if somehow from now until then it wasn’t a factor…you leave her, it could be a possibility.” She stares at him hoping he gets what she’s saying and the groan she gets in response tells her he did.
"You know about the fidelity clause in our prenup, if I leave her I lose everything. I lose my son and become the weekend dad who screwed everything up. I can't do that," he says pleading for her to understand.
"Then don't tell her about me," she says hoping to find a loophole.
"How am I not going to tell her about you? You want me to just tell her I want a divorce and not give a reason why? It'll crush her."
She shifts in his lap straddling him so that he’s facing her directly. "But isn't that better than what you're doing now. Lying to her—keeping up the sham of a marriage—that’ll hurt you and her in the end."
"Just drop Bonnie, we've had this conversation before and my answer is not changing. I need more time—I need to sort out my life before I can be with you officially.” He runs his hands along her thighs gently and looks at her with a pleading expression. “And what about you? You're young, your life is just barely about to start, do you really want to make a commitment like that?"
"Of course I do. I know what I want and that's you." She leans her head in close so that their foreheads are touching.
He touched his hand to the side of her face. "You don't know you'll always feel that way."
“How can you say that,” she says tearing up before get up from his lap and staring at him with a horrified look on her face.
“Because it’s the truth,” he says somberly.
“No, it’s your truth,” She gets her bag from the other side of the room and storms out of his office. She shoves herself past a student hitting his shoulder.
“Whoa, didn’t get the grade you hoped for,” he says shocked by this strangers hostility, but she pays him no mind and just keeps walking until she’s far enough away from his office. She chooses a secluded area behind the building to break down and cry.
When she had cried all the tears she had left, she headed straight to her car and drove right to Stefan and Caroline’s apartment. Things had been awkward around Damon lately—he would stare at her with probing eyes while trying not to alert Elena. It felt very weird to be judged by Damon of all people, but Bonnie just figured he was just speaking from experience. She was happy that today was her day to hang out with Stefan and Caroline.
After an event that would now be dubbed as “the incident” the group had been separated by the fallout between the Salvatore brothers. Caroline had opted to side with Stefan and Elena with Damon, not that she had a choice, due to being the epicenter of the conflict—and Bonnie was in the middle stuck stretching herself between each of them. On a normal day she would lament about the ridiculousness of it, but today she was in no mood for Damon, Elena or their flaunted happiness.
Bonnie knocks on the apartment door impatiently waiting for Caroline to answer. When she finally does she finds Caroline in a state of undress wearing only a robe to cover herself with her hair wild. She looks frustrated until realizing it’s Bonnie and then her features quickly change to surprise. “Bonnie…I thought you weren’t coming until six?” She says with a strained smile.
Bonnie stares at her a bit bewildered causing a long pause, but she catches herself before too much time passes. “I was I just decided to come earlier. Is this a bad time?”
“Umm…” she trails off peaking inside the apartment pinching her features contemplatively before snapping her attention back to Bonnie. “No, just give me a moment.” She ducks inside shutting the door in Bonnie’s face.
She doesn’t know what’s going on inside of there, but she hears a lot of shuffling and ten minutes later Caroline is opening the door, fully dress, with a man she doesn’t recognize behind her. Caroline turns to him, “sorry for making you leave, so abruptly, it’s just…unexpected visitor.” She gestures to Bonnie awkwardly.
“Caroline, it’s fine—I was about to get going anyway.” He takes her face into his hands and kisses her gently. Bonnie feels slightly out of place watching them and averts her gaze focusing on anything but them. He lets go of Caroline’s face and turns to exit. Bonnie moves out of the way so that the gentleman can leave. “Bye, Caroline,” he says before leaving down the hall to the elevators. Caroline visibly swoons.
Wanting to get out of the hall, Bonnie moves her way into the apartment forcing Caroline out of her daze. “So, who’s the hunk?”
Caroline gives Bonnie a wide smile before shutting the door behind her. “Jessie, I met him last week in the Library—it turns out we were studying for the same exam and needed the same book. We eventually came to a very friendly solution to the problem.”
“I can see that,” she says with a wide fake smile to which Caroline rolls her eyes at.
Caroline walks out of the doorway and moves to the adjacent living room. “So why are you so early? Aren’t you supposed to be in class?” She flops on the couch and twists her body to face Bonnie resting her elbow on the back of the couch with her hand.
“What are you, my mother?” Bonnie deflected.
“Well someone has to do it.” Caroline countered insensitively.
“And someone has.” Bonnie walks around to the other side of the couch and sits down. Caroline’s expression changes from playful to concern.
“Seriously, why is Bonnie Bennet, notorious good girl, skipping school?” Caroline makes a face at her phrasing.
“I just…” she lets out a defeated sigh, “needed a break.” She slumps into the couch more.
“Yeah, don’t we all—can you believe we graduate next semester? I’m as excited as I am nervous because then we have to really start our lives.” She looks at Bonnie wide-eyed.
Bonnie snorts in response. “Yeah I get nervous just thinking about the future,” she says somberly.
“Well then let’s stop,” Caroline says concerned with the shift in Bonnie’s mood. “So, what’s new with you?”
“Nothing’s happened since the last time I talked to you last week,” she eyes Caroline probingly.
“Okay, bad question, but seriously it’s not like you give me that many details about your life anyway. To me, something old with you would probably be new to me.”
“I do too give you details about my life—it’s just I don’t have a lot going on. The most interesting thing I could tell you is that my neighbor is annoying, but I’ve already told you that.”
“I find it hard to believe that the most interesting thing going on in a college girl’s life is her annoying neighbor unless you’re doing him.” Caroline stares up for a moment. “Are you doing him?”
“Ha!” Bonnie had to laugh at that—she could feel her stomach muscles tensing from how hard it was making her laugh. The thought of fucking Kai Parker—a man who has made it his mission in life to annoy her—was the most outlandish thing she’d ever heard and was almost enough to cheer her up on the spot. But then she thought about how much easier her life would be if he was who she was sleeping with. Her laughing stopped immediately. “No, Caroline I am not sleeping with my neighbor. If I was I would tell you.” Her last statement resonates with her.
“You better! I tell you about everyone I’m sleeping with, it’s only fair you do the same,” Caroline says teasingly.
Bonnie snorts again, “yeah, but I never ask for those details.”
Caroline pushes her shoulder playfully. “Hey, you’re my best friend, I should be able to tell you these things no prompting required.”
“Of course you can Caroline,” Bonnie says playfully.
They then fall back into old patterns and just sit there and talk about nonsense. Bonnie’s mood improved dramatically from earlier. This is also partially why she wanted to hang out with Caroline instead of Elena—her bubbly mood was contagious and was enough to keep her mind off of all the things keeping her down. She just sat there and listened to Caroline talk enthusiastically about her life and it was enough of a distraction.
Eventually, around five o’clock, Stefan came walking through the door surprised to see the girls in the living room. “Hey, you’re here early.”
Bonnie rolled her eyes having had this exact conversation already. “Observant today aren’t we?”
Stefan chuckles. “No more than usual Bonnie,” he says with a smile and then walks off to his room to put his stuff down.
Caroline gets up and walks across the doorway into the adjacent kitchen and then to the dining room table that sits across from the kitchen bar that separates the two rooms. Caroline looks perplexed. “Stefan!” she says irately.
He comes out of his room quickly confused with her tone. “What?”
“Where’s the pizza I asked you to pick up?” She says in calmly.
Stefan’s mouth gapes as he realizes he forgot to pick it up. “I forgot it. Sorry, Caroline, I was just caught up with Valerie that I forgot everything else. I’ll go get it now.” He starts to walk to his room to get his jacket and keys.
“No, I’ll get it,” Caroline says huffing.
“Caroline seriously it’s my mistake I can go back out and get it.”
“No, you just got home and I don’t want to make you go right back out. Just stay—keep Bonnie company.” She walks to the coat rack and puts on her jacket while slipping into her shoes.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she says grabbing her keys off of the kitchen counter. She then turns to Bonnie who is still on the couch in the living room. “I’ll be back.” She then walks to the door and opens it.
“Bye Care,” Bonnie waves as Caroline exits and shuts the door. Stefan goes back into his room.
It’s quiet for a while after she leaves. Bonnie just sits on the couch alone slightly uncomfortable not knowing what to do. This was exactly what she was trying to avoid by coming here early—she didn’t want to be alone and let her mind wander and think about the situation with Shane. One the one hand she loved spending time with him and having him in her life, but on the other, she was tired of it being a secret—of not being able to tell her friends and family about the man she was in love with—and she wanted it to last. That’s why she had gotten so pushy lately because she knew once she graduated and was gone there would be no excuse for him to see her. They rarely met outside of his class and office—he only very occasionally came to her apartment, but that was only when he could find a good enough excuse to leave his family for the weekend. And on his days off they would go out to places two towns over. He was very thorough in keeping it a secret from his wife. Though she thought they could make it if they tried, she felt that she could just as easily fade out of his life and that scared her. She hears a door open and when she turns she sees Stefan coming out of his room in some sweats and damp hair interrupting Bonnie’s thoughts. He grabs one of the throw pillows and flops down onto the couch next to her.
“Hey, Bonnie.”
She smiles thankful for the distraction. “Hey, Stefan. Have a nice shower?”
“Yes, it was very…cleansing.” They both laugh at his choice of words.
“Well that’s nice to hear,” she says with a hint of laughter in her voice.
“Yeah that wasn’t my best line—I promise to try better next time.”
“Maybe you used all your best lines on this Valerie woman.” She narrows her eyes at Stefan.
He rolls his eyes in response, “Trust me that’s not it.”
“How would you know?”
“I just do,” he says in a finite tone.
“Then what’s with you and this woman anyway. I hear her name dropped into conversations a lot, but don’t know anything about her.”
“Nothing, there’s really nothing to tell, we're mostly just hanging out as friends.”
“Does she know this?”
“I think so…I hope so. I really like hanging out with her—somebody who doesn’t know the whole incident—someone who doesn’t look at me with pity.”
“We don’t look at you with pity.”
“Not anymore, but for a while, she was basically the light at the end of the tunnel—the only person who didn’t make it worse.” He stares ahead pensively.
“Well I’m sorry if I made it worse,” she says truly remorseful.
“You have nothing to apologize for Bonnie—if anything you were one of the people to make it kind of better, but that’s mainly because I didn’t see you all the time. As much as I love her, Caroline can get a little intense.”
She snorted, “Yeah, I know. I remember once when we were in high school, Tiki purposely spilled paint all over me ruining my new outfit while we were decorating the homecoming float—Caroline made her run around the entire school every cheer practice for a month.”
“Wow, I suppose that’s in line with permanently cutting Damon and Elena out of her life.”
“Yeah, she can go a little overboard,” she says a little somberly. “I kind of wish it wasn’t that way—that we could all be in the same room again.”
"Look, I know what you mean because I hope for that too sometimes. I love my brother and wish him all the best, but I'm not ready to have him in my life again."
"I know that and he knows that it's just...he does miss you, you know."
"I know," he says poignantly and then Caroline walk back into the apartment with two large pizzas.
“I’m back!” she puts the pizzas down on the kitchen counter and removes her shoes and coat. “God, thirty minutes or less is a lie. It took them almost an hour to get these to me.” She gets out enough paper plates for everyone and opens the box to get her own slices.
“Well come on guys—what are you doing sitting there? Come eat.” She walks out to the dining room table and sits down.
That was their cue and soon Stefan and Bonnie are joining Caroline at the table. They fall into their usual routine of mindless chatter and updating each other of the going ons in each other’s lives. The conversation soon turns to Caroline’s newest boy toy and she gets defensive.
What about that blonde bimbo you date."
"Hey, that bimbo has a name and I’m not dating her, but if I was when you date for longer than three weeks it's called a relationship, something you wouldn't know anything about."
"I’ve dated someone for longer than three weeks," Caroline says outraged.
"Name one."
"Uh, Tyler."
"Fuck buddy doesn't count," Stefan counters.
She takes a moment and really thinks about all who she has dated until she comes up with one. "Matt!"
"That was high school."
"So, it still counts," she says grasping at straws. Bonnie jut looks between the both of them amused by their banter.
"I guess so, but does it really feel like a win when the last time you committed to someone you were 17."
"That's was only like four years ago...shit four years...anyway, that's not that long ago."
“True but long enough time for your last real relationship.”
“Well, we all can’t be serial monogamists.”
“I’ve only been monogamous with one woman.” Now he’s on the defense.
“Yeah well, you might as well add Valerie to that list.”
“How so?”
“Well you spend most of your time with her and no one else and she looks at you like you hung the moon and the stars. You really expect me to believe nothing is going on there?” Caroline folds her arms in front of her waiting for an answer.
“I expect you to believe whatever I tell you because you’re my friend and friends trust each other."
Caroline rolls her eyes and looks away from him slightly guilty. She then lets out a calming breath and twists her body toward Stefan giving him her full attention. “That may be true, but that doesn’t take away from the fact that you have that girl hooked and if you’re just going to keep stringing her along let her go because no girl deserves that kind of pain no matter how much I don’t like her.”
“It might go somewhere—I might not be stringing her along for nothing.”
“Well then tell her that, so that she doesn’t keep hopelessly waiting for you to make a move.”
“How do you know I haven’t?”
Something about Caroline and Stefan’s conversation resonates with Bonnie in a way she doesn’t quite understand in that moment—or she doesn’t want to understand. The rest of the evening has a heavy air to it and when Bonnie leaves she doesn’t feel any lighter than when she came over. As she’s walking up the steps to her apartment door all that she was trying to keep at bay starts creeping in. By the time she gets to her door her eyes have started to get teary and she hopes she can make it inside before tears actually start falling.
She’s having difficulty getting the key in the slot when she hears him.
“Well if it isn't missing sassy pants!" He says in all his sarcastic glory.
She takes a deep breath and lets the annoyance take over. She feels her tears drying up already. She turns to face him. "Ha, that's original."
She notices he’s in his EMT uniform—he must be on his way to work. "If the shoe fits who cares about being original." His smile is wide.
"More originality, I think you're on a roll."
"Well, I try." His smile turns into a smirk.
"Oh, I know," she says tilting her head with her eyes wide.
"And don't forget it," he winks at her and walks off to what she assumes is on his way to work. Bonnie genuinely smiles back in response thankful for the reprieve from her dark thoughts.
She’s finally composed enough to get herself into her apartment. When’s she’s in she throws her stuff down in a haphazard direction and goes to her room ready for this day to be over. When she get in bed, she cries herself to sleep thinking about how she may never get the future she wants, but she has to at least try.
A/N: I want to get back to this in two weeks, but don't hold me to that I'm terrible with deadlines.
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