Wings To Fly

"Wings To Fly"

Author: GundamNymph
E-mail: gundamnymph@yahoo.com
Archive: Yes, but please notify me.
FeedBack: Hell yes.
Fandom: Vampire Diaries
Pairing: BonniexDamon
Warnings: Implied rape, graphic sex, maybe a little Stefan and Elena bashing later on, other stuff. POSSIBLE slash if I continue with the Damon/Bonnie/Stefan idea., but not until MUCH later.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Elena has passed the unwanted torch to Bonnie and left her behind. Bonnie has struggled to survive, and would have died if not for a new friend and a familiar face.

A/N:This was inspired by a figurine I saw (and bought) on Ebay, and this was SUPPOSE to be a PWP one-shot, but I hardly EVER manage to keep them short enough as you know. Thus, the small parts. I'll try to update as often as possible, but I'm limited between my laptop, and my Dad's Mac.

***


They had disappeared five minutes ago, giving her temporary relief. There seemed to be a fine ache all over her body, just under her skin that she couldn't escape from. Her head throbbed horribly and her wrists and knee stung.

Given the fact her wrists were in handcuffs and the skin was rubbing raw, it was no surprise. And if she thought back to the pandemonium of, what was it? Five hours ago? There had been different stages of panic she had suffered that caused the many scrapes.

In the first stage of screaming in terror they had smacked her hard enough to jolt her head into a cold stucco wall of the apartment complex. Then, with a slightly calmer panic, she had tried to escape and was thrown down roughly into red gravel.

The warm breeze that tangled her hair seemed cold in her lungs as she sensed a presence coming closer. Unlike the four men that had kidnapped her for sick pleasure, this person seemed to make no sound.

Endless dark eyes stepped from the shadows, taking her breath much like they did back in Fells Church. The arrogant planes of the elder Salvatore brother were smooth of their customary smirk, as pale as frost and cool as an early spring morning.

As always he was clad in black like the devil's advocate, making him the perfect night predator to stalk its prey.

She briefly wondered if he had planned this meeting and a very Meredith-like voice said 'duh' inside her mind despite the fact that this was beneath the other's style and sophistication.

All instincts inside were screaming something else. So, he was probably just taking advantage of the situation like he always did.

Something that may have passed for a whimper caught in her throat as the shadowed figure came closer. But no sound would pass her lips. Those bastards had injected her with something to paralyze her vocal chords when she wouldn't stop screaming.

It seemed Damon heard it anyway and raised a usually sardonic brow. There was a hungry, glittering look in his eyes that reminded her of how vulnerable she was. As they skimmed her body she felt it as if a ghostly hand touched her, sending bolts of new terror through h.alo.along with a hint of arousal.

The vampire stepped closer as his assessing gaze passed over her torso. Her black stain button down had been ripped open, revealing creamy skin dotted with bruises and an unhooked bra. The designer jeans she wore were torn at the knee with the buttons undone.

Somehow her high heels had managed to stay on by the tan straps, no matter how much she had been dragged.

Damon seemed much closer than he was seconds ago, and this close up the redhead could see stars in those black eyes. Leaning farther away was impossible and she was forced to yield against the tree trunk again.

Her breath caught as he leaned over and used just the tip of his tongue to taste her cheek, most likely salty from where she had cried earlier, a mocking amusement flashing in his gaze. Fire flooded her belly, surprising the hell out of her as the vampire bent to gently suck on her earlobe. It took a dizzying moment before she remembered that's where one pulled earring had torn the skin th



Who knew she could feel this way after witnessing a terrifying rape. Then again, this WAS Damon...

Resting her head back against the bark, she felt her throat try to choke out a moan. The ear was left alone as the vampire nuzzled under her jaw, leaving the wet skin to dry in the breeze.

And then it happened. The obvious. The expected. The vampire's tongue, warm despite his cool body, licked her throat and sucked the delicate skin into his mouth.

Bonnie felt her knees buck, thinking this was like some sort of demented nightmare turned wet dream. And then came more pain, but there was something much more gentle about it. She knew it was coming and that softened the blow somehow.

Sharp fangs dug past her defenses until her blood ran freely into the other's mouth, leaving behind a pleasant lightheadedness as she felt cool fingers dig into her hips.

A moan finally escaped her when he licked her again and pulled away. The serum seemed to be wearing off.

"Damon."

And time to embarrass herself. She sounded like a frog...that had been getting high on helium.

The call was ignored and she felt those fingers rise until they were circling her breasts. Her groin throbbed and her breath came short as the small, almost soothing circles became smaller and they finally settled over her hardened nipples.

Bonnie raised her head to look at her new captor. Her eyes met those black holes again and the fingers ran under both shirt and bra and pushed them aside, making the sensitized skin ache for a moment. The annoying cloth was forced passed her shoulders, down as far as it would go with her hands attached to branches.

A trembling gripped her as well as her breath when those fingers danced along her belly to her jeans, teasingly catching her zipper and pulling it down. Her body responded well to him in spite of past fears as he slid the tight pants down her hips and over her suddenly loose feet.

Dazedly, she looked down to see the rope now shredded on the ground next to the jeans. A squeak escaped and turned into another moan when he licked the skinned knee.

As the vampire leaned close again she opened her mouth to ask...something, but his knit sweater caught against her nipples and she whimpered at the wonderful friction. Distracted, she arched forward to get more and the throbbing in her cunt intensified. Then the long, deadly fingers were snapping her thong away.

And then she was completely exposed, except for her lower arms and her feet. Her body thrummed and she couldn't remember when she had started panting. The friction in front of her vanished to be replaced by skin only slightly cooler than the warm night air and she moaned.

Careful and knowing hands cupped her breasts, flicking nimble thumbs over her nearly sore nipples. The jolt of pleasure went down her spine and into her dampening clit. tip tip was taken between fingers and rolled and pinched until they were swollen, and then the tongue appeared again.

She willingly bucked up into the touch, groaning with frustration when all she got was that breeze again.

She nearly screamed when the mouth closed over one bud. The eager tongue and sucking mimicked his feeding earlier and made her blood pound in her ears. A careful scrape of a sharp tooth made her jump and cry out loudly.

"Oh my fucking God."

And then the mouth was drifting over the full mound and her belly, stopping where thigh met groin and nipped her. She let out a choked gasp and then he was nuzzling the springy hair there, slightly darker then the strands on her head.

She willingly spread her legs farther and felt heat build up inches away from the curious mouth. And YES! There went that wonderful tongue again! Flicking out to taste her gathering honey, then to briefly dart inside her where she trembled the most now. Where she could feel everything building.

One more dart, one more taste and then the mouth briefly settled over her nub for a quick suckle. The scrape of a fang nearly undid her as her knees trembled harder and she pulled at her restraints helplessly.

"Damon! GOD."

And then he was gone, and her hyper-aware senses caught the sound of a zipper through closed eyes, sending a powerful jolt down her spine and in between her legs again.

When did she close her eyes?

The cool hands cupped behind her knees and pulled her up, wrapping her around a bare, slender waist only a few degrees cooler than her own damp skin and leaving her open.

With the nudge at her opening, her eyes flew open and met the fathomless eyes again. She felt completely vulnerable, physically and mentally now. Her emotional barriers had been stripped away earlier from her psychic screams for help.

She was still sore and aching, but it all paled to her building orgasm, the throbbing that intensified in her cunt as she recognized the erection between her thignd tnd the mind that unconsciously brushed against hers.

She just didn't care anymore. About anything. Those eyes were telling her a story, a truth. As pain laden as the message was, it gave her hope and she embraced it...

Thrusting her hips, she was able to take the tip inside her tight, flexing walls. Damon sensed her decision and gave her an amused grin before quickly thrusting himself all the way in.

The erection stretched her wide and caused the most delirious friction. It was only a few degrees cooler than her last boyfriend's, and somehow, that excited her even more. Instincts caused her muscles to clench around him, holding him tightly a moment.

Bonnie was very pleased to see that even the cool vampire was slowly coming undone as he held her up against the tree in the small ravine and began to piston his hips.

The electrical waves in her intensified as the hard organ continued to invade and slide and pound. And then, with small huffs aimed in her ear, she tensed right before the orgasm shook her very being, causing her to clench spasmodically around the erection and force the vampire into his own.

There was a slight hitch in breath that could be heard through her loud cries and with a honeyed groan, Damon came inside her. The startling warmth filling her caused her to moan hoarsely and tighten her weakening grip on the other's waist.

Darkness spotted her vision as she felt Damon nuzzle her temple and then kiss her warmly on the mouth.

Dark wings seemed to flutter in her mind before closing protectively around her.

The last sensation she felt was of being held against a hard body in the night breeze, with the scent of Autumn and blood in the air and the aftertaste of a bittersweet kiss.



To Be Continued...
******
PART 2 Bonnie wakes up to face reality and we find out what happened that night. We meet her roommate and learn of her talent.
Pairings: BonniexDamon, Andy(OFC)xBen(OMC), ElenaxStefan