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My Discarded Men	By : Scorpio-Karma Category: S through Z > Vampire Diaries Views: 5772 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not Vampire Diaries nor its characters. I make no money from this, I just like to play around with it.

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Damon wasted no time dragging her back to Mystic Falls in his Camaro. The entire car ride was silent which unnerved Bonnie because since when is Damon ever silent about anything. He always voices his opinions and in the rudest way possible. When they arrived at the Boarding House he didn’t even let her get her seat belt undone before he used his vampire speed to lift her out of the car and into the house.
He deposited her on the couch in the living room roughly and went straight for the bourbon. He took a sip before speaking.
“Alright Bon Bon, it’s time to tell what the hell is going on with you.” He wore his signature mischievous smile as he spoke to her.
She rolled her eyes at him and folder her hand underneath her chest. “What’s it to you?”
She seriously didn’t know what was wrong with him. He’s never really been one to care about her or anything involving her unless he needed something from her. And this had absolutely nothing to do with him, so why was he reacting like this.
“Well I don’t know. Maybe when my favorite witch in town has a severe personality change I’d like to know why before she bites in the ass.”
She chuckled. “Only witch in town and I think if anybody’s at risk of being bitten in the ass it’s me.” Damon did not look amused. “Oh come on Damon. Have a sense of humor. It’s what you’re known for." She was using a mock baby voice to patronize him. "That and other things…” She gave him seductive look to emphasize her last statement.
He sat right in front of her on the coffee table. “True, but you don’t. In fact, you are so notoriously lack a sense of humor that people avoid telling you things just so they don't have to hear you tell them how stupid they are. Not that you didn’t know that already. So back to my question, what the hell is going on with you?”
She gave him a patronizing smile. “Nothing’s going on with me. I’m the same old Bonnie everyone knows and loves.”
He let out a snort. “Right, because you always fuck your best friend’s boyfriend.”
She gave him a challenging look. “How would you know? You haven’t been around very long and even when you are it’s not like I was the one you were paying attention to. For all you know I could be a massive back stabbing bitch that’s just been dormant for all this time.”
He cocked his head to the side and laughed. “Is that what it’s about, needing attention. Have we been neglecting you too long?” He motioned to pinch her cheeks but she batted his hand away before he could reach her.
She rolled her eyes at him before giving him a maniacal smile and leaned in close. In a not so quiet whisper she spoke. “Sure, we’ll go with that if it helps you sleep better at night, but know I don’t give a rat’s ass who’s paying attention to me because it won’t change a damn thing.” The lights started flickering and every object in the room started tremoring.
Damon looked around the room in quite amazement. “I see someone’s witchy woo is back.”
She sniggered. “Yeah, it’s been back for a while. Professor Shane’s a really good teacher.” She sat back and everything in the room went back to its original state.
“Yeah, I bet.” He spoke bitterly. “So tell me, does he screw all his students or were you just special?”
She gave him a look of nonchalance, she’d expected thins much, but still didn’t know why. “Again, I’ll ask. What’s it to you? Why do you care so much about who I’m fucking lately?” He flinched a little when she cursed. She usually never cursed and if she did it never went beyond PG-13. “Shouldn’t you be bothering Elena? I mean now that she’s a vampire your chances of winning the girl significantly increased. Or does the sun still rise and set with Stefan?” Damon gave her a murderous look that made her laugh. Apparently she hit a soft spot.
“If I were you Bonnie, I’d steer clear from that subject, unless you want me to rip your throat out.”
“You’re not going to rip my throat out, especially if you’re still pining over Elena. Tell me, how do you think she’d take the news of you killing her best friend?”
“I don’t have to kill you to rip you throat out.”
“Doesn’t change how pissed she’d be nonetheless.”
“Yeah, but get she’ll over it. She always gets over it.” He had her there. Elena had a knack for forgiving any and all of Damon’s evil acts.
“Okay so you rip my throat out, heal me with vampire blood immediately because if I die there will be no forgiving from Elena and then we what...go back to twiddling our thumbs. That sounds pointless even by your standards.”
“Not everything needs to have a point to it Bon. Some things happen to just release the tension.” He was inches away from her face at this point.
“How do you know that I wasn’t doing just that with Shane and Tyler?” She spoke in a low whisper leaning in just as close.
“Because you’re not that type of girl.” He whispered back.
“Then do tell me what type of girl am I?” .
“The loyal, judgmental type with high morals.” He spoke with poignancy and backed away from her.
“Yeah and you’re the selfish impulsive asshole type who doesn’t give a shit about anything unless it concerns him. So why am I getting a lesson on morality from literally the last person who should be giving it?”
“Maybe I’ve changed my ways, maybe I actually about you, or maybe I need something from you, but not in this state. It doesn’t really matter what my motivations are, just that it’s being taken care of.”
“Because I’m the one in real need of moral guidance.”
“Well when you go around sleeping with you best friend’s boyfriend, someone’s gotta say something.”
“Coming from the guy who’s trying to steal his brother’s girlfriend.” His reasoning was laughable. “We both know the truth. You tired of pining away for a girl who’s just going to pick you brother again. So you’re occupying your time with the nearest distraction which apparently is me.”
“If I wanted to distract myself I would be at the nearest bar occupying my time with some very generous minded women.”
“Yeah but something tells me that that doesn’t hold you attention like it used to.” Her voice got low and she started leaning in to him again. She was going to make her move soon, but had to be very crafty about it. He was not as weak minded as Shane or Tyler.
“And what would you know about holding my attention?” He matched her seductive tone. He knew she was playing some kind of game, he just didn’t know what the rules were yet, but he was sure going to find out.
“Well.” She ran her fingers along his chest up to his neck. “You like challenges.” She started to run her hands through his hair. “Anything that’s in your grasp” She pulled his hair tightly tilting his head back. “Quickly loses your interest.” She was millimeters away from his face and her mouth was very close to his lips.
“What make you say that?” His voice was so quiet that the only reason Bonnie heard him was because she was so close. This was it, she knew she’d gotten to him and now she was about to claim her reward.
“Everything about you” She claimed his lips in a rough kiss and for a moment she was in complete control of the kiss, but then before she knew he had her up against a wall hiked up with him between her legs. He had detached his lips from her mouth and was nipping at her neck.
In a very breathy voice he spoke. “Now I want you to be very clear on what’s about to happen. You want to play games, I’ll play, but know from this point on there’s no backing out.” He pushed her roughly against the wall with his hips to emphasize his point. It caught her off guard for a moment, but she quickly got her resolve back.
“Do you see me going anywhere?” She grinded down on him as had as she could from her position and watch as look of euphoria flickered across his face briefly. She smirked at his clear contempt at that fact that she had affected him so much.
“Fine. Remember, I gave you an out.” He rushed them to his bedroom and threw her on to his bed. She bounced around for a moment and just as she was getting her footing her clothes were being ripped off and thrown to the other side of the room without care.
She laid in the middle of his king size bed completely naked while an also naked Damon stared at her like she was a piece of meat. It was so on; Bonnie was ready for whatever he had in store. He gave her his trademark smirk and in the blink of an eye he was on top of claiming her neck as though he owned it.
Bonnie could feel the power shift out of her favor, so with the help of magic she flipped them over so that she was on top and made sure he couldn’t move or speak. "That's more like it." If looks could kill she’d definitely be dead, but she didn’t care. She giggled at his contempt and leaned down close to his ear to whisper, “Don’t worry, you’ll like this.”
She moved from his ear and attached her lips to his neck and then sucked his flesh into her mouth and gently nipped at it. She continued this down his body until reached his nipple. She then bit the nub and felt his dick twitch momentarily against her leg and he grunted a little. With her mouth still on his nipple she looked up at him with a bemused smile. Of course he would have sensitive nipples.
She continued along her path until his hard cock was right in front of her face. She glanced up at his face and could see that he was really struggling against her spell which made her smile. She decided to tease him a little bit more by moving her mouth close to his dick and then diverting to his hip. She kissed around the lower half of his body touching everything except for the one thing standing attention. She finally took mercy on him and licked from his balls up his entire length. She then closed her lips around the head and swirled her tongue around it making sure to pay special attention to the slit. She then released the head out of her mouth and moved back down sucking his balls into her mouth while her hand moved rhythmically up and down him. Above her she could hear grunts and moans that notified her that she was doing a good job.
She stopped all movement with her hand and looked up at him. He looked at her with an intensity that said why’d you stop? and she couldn’t help but smirk at his impatience. Then with him in her grasp she wrapped her lips around him and at an achingly slow pace she pushed him farther into her mouth, teeth scraping against every ridge and then very quickly jerked back up so that only the tip was in her mouth. She did this a few times before she decided to be generous and actually move at a satisfying rhythm.
She could hear his moans of approval above her, but she wanted him to be even louder so when she came down on him, instead of stopping at her imaginary gag line she relaxed her throat and took every inch of him until her nose was in his pubic hair and then swallowed around him. She’s pretty sure if he could, he’d be calling out her name and her name only right now and this knowledge went straight to her pussy turning her on even more than the sounds she was forcing out of him. She moved her other hand down to her clit and rubbed it in tight circles. She moaned around him and when she glanced up at him she could tell that he was really really itching to move. She continued to work his shaft making sure to deep throat him in the process relishing in the power she had over him. She was so caught up in her own pleasure that didn’t notice that she had lost control of her spell over him until his fingers forcefully tangled themselves in her hair making her unable to move while he came in her mouth with a loud grunt. In three spurts she felt him fill her mouth to the brim while she struggled to swallow every last drop. When he was finished he pulled her up by her hair and laid her down on her stomach forcefully.
He laid himself almost completely on top of her panting in her ear. “That was very impressive. Now my turn.” He slapped her butt cheek and she cried out more out of shock than pain or pleasure. He shifted his body completely down hers so that his face was right at her rear end. He then lifted her by her hips so that she was face down ass in the air. Damon took a moment to admire her pink pussy and hummed in appreciation. He about was ready to bury his face between her lips when he smelled a distinct scent that wasn’t specific to him nor Bonnie. Realizing it was the creepy professor’s he reprimanded her by giving a hard slap to her bottom. The sound echoed through the room.
“Ow Damon! What the hell are you-” Her sentence was cut off by an unexpected moan. His tongue was on her, but not in the area she expected to be. While the idea of having someone’s mouth anywhere near her asshole grossed her out, the actual feeling of it was surprisingly pleasurable and completely caught her off guard. As he continued to lap at her puckered hole the intensity of her moans increased. She couldn’t believe this was happening and she couldn’t believe she actually liked it. He started rubbing her clit in little circles and his tongue started to shallowly probe her ass. She couldn’t help but scream at the feeling. Her limbs were starting to feel like jelly and the only holding her up was Damon’s other arm around her waist.
As he continued his motions her vision started getting spotty and she knew she was about to come. She was almost at her peak when Damon lifted off of her completely. She let out an agitated whimper as she looked behind her to see what he was doing. He was lining himself up with her and she could feel his dick rubbing along her pussy lips spreading her juices along with it. She was getting back to her pleasure palace and was more than ready for him to enter her already when all of a sudden she was hit with an intense stinging sensation from the head of his dick entering her ass that made every muscle in her body tense up.
“Stop!” She managed to say through clenched teeth. She wanted him out of her ass and she wanted him out now. That hole was clearly only designed for things to go out, not in. She tried to motus him out of her, but she was in too much pain to focus any of the expression she'd learned over the past few weeks.
Damon leaned over her pushing himself a little bit farther inside adding pressure to the already painful stinging. He got in close to her ear to speak. “Done playing games yet?”
Anger coursed through her veins. He was trying to get her to forfeit her own game, but it was going to take more than a sore ass for to give up. So with insolence in her eyes she turned her head and murmured, “No.”
“Really?” He pushed himself deeper into her bowels and watched as she let out a whimper in pain. “You think you can take all of this?” He drove his hips harder into her this time and she cried out.
Bonnie got her composure back and rasped out, “I can take it.”
He chuckled at her defiance. “You asked for it.” He pulled his hips back and shoved himself inside of her as hard as he could and she had to bite back a cry of pain.
He only had about one third of his dick in her but it still hurt like hell. Bonnie couldn’t wait for him to finish, which is something she never thought she’d think during sex. But she knew with his vampire stamina this could take a while, she just hoped she was alive by the end of it.
Damon had conceded to having to move slower if he wanted to make any progress, which Bonnie appreciated as it was less taxing on her tight hole. She heard him let out a loud moan of satisfaction when he had finally gotten all the way in with his hips slapping against her butt cheeks. Despite herself, his noise of satisfaction went straight to her pussy and she felt her unused hole clench on nothing and she hated herself for it. Her enjoying any part of the punishment was a loss in her book. But then as he started moving faster and his moans got louder and her pussy got wetter, she realized liking it was her winning. He didn’t think she could take it, but she most indefinitely was. She snaked her hand down and started rubbing her clit. The feeling was more intense than she had never knew before and she cried out in pleasure for the first time since this whole debacle started. Apparently having a dick in your ass made other parts more sensitive and she couldn’t have been more happy for a reprieve from the pain in her asshole.
Damon had started a faster more erratic pace and was panting pretty fast for someone who didn’t need oxygen to survive. His noises spurred her on and she started moving her hand more rapidly so that she could reach that end that she was promised earlier. Bonnie was starting to get so loud that anybody within a 10 mile radius could hear her and when she finally met that climatic high, it was the most powerful she’d ever had during sex, period. She wasn’t in charge of her speech or muscles and everything inside of her clamped down harder than it ever before. Grasping at the sheets tightly as though they were her only anchor, Bonnie tried (and failed) to regain control of her body. She didn’t even know that Damon had cum until he had fallen on top of her with his full weight.
If he really wanted to teach her a lesson he should have removed her hand from her clit, but everything was ten times more pleasurable when she was enjoying it too. The moment she came, he knew he was done for. She clamped down on his dick so hard he was surprised she didn’t break it. With a choked sob he filled her ass with so much cum that he thought he might get dehydrated. Exhaustion took over and he fell on top of her without caring that his full weight was on her.
It took a while for both of them to recover. He had rolled off of her moments before so that she could at least breath. Bonnie was the first to break the silence.
“So? What possessed you to fuck my ass?” She had her head turn to the side looking at him as she waited for a response.
He was still staring at the ceiling when he spoke. “Well 1) I need to teach you not to play games with the mastermind of games. And 2) I wasn’t sticking my dick in your pussy after Professor Creepy had been in there only few hours before.”
“Seriously, after that you were concerned with hygiene?” That made her laugh; her ass apparently seemed like a better alternative than being somewhere someone else was.
“Well yeah, I could still smell him on you.” He sounded mildly annoyed at this fact.
“Well you didn’t have to fuck me.”
“True, but then I would have lost and I don’t ever lose.”
She rolled her eyes. That’s Damon logic for you.
“So, are you going to ask me what wrong with me again?”
He looked over to her stared straight into her emerald eyes. “Nah. I think I’m enjoying figuring it out for myself way too much.”
She gave him a smirk before getting herself up and trying to locate her clothes. She found them in a pile across the room and completely destroyed. She looked back at Damon with an annoyed expression on her face, “Seriously, with guys obsession with destroying my clothes?”
A grin was all she got in response.
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