This is it. I know, I really want to cry. However there will be oneshots, springing up all over the place from a lot of these drabbles. A few are already in the works. Thank you for your undying support. The list is too long to name. I've tried to respond to most of the reviews I receive. I really appreciate your encouragement and kind words. I'm so happy that you've enjoyed these tales. I love Bonnie. I love what she represents and I promise to always try and do right by the character. Final chapter of Kisses coming soon as well as a Journeys update. And oneshots...don't forget the oneshots.
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Forever
Bonnie hated that she still flinched when Damon's lips nuzzled her neck. Her mind immediately returned to that day. As much as the event had shaped their early relationship, it was the first step towards them being together. A place she wanted to stay forever. His kisses were chaste, nothing, like the intense passion they once shared nightly. She knew he could feel the tension in her body, the increased speed of her heart, after all he was a predator.
He smelt her fear.
"Relax."
Damon's voice was even and calm. She did what she could to comply. She thought about the electricity his touch ignited on her skin. The devotion his eyes held as he studied her face. In and out she began to breathe. Her pulse settled and her lids slid closed when she felt the icy kiss against her jugular. Slowly he counted backwards and she lost herself in the rhythm of his tone.
Ten…
His tongue swirled around her jugular and she was reminded of a doctor's office and the swabs of alcohol against her skin before blood was drawn. This was enjoyable. It was Damon and she loved everything about their connection. She hoped he knew that…
Nine…
"One final taste…"
The prick of his incisor caused heat to rush to her center, they'd been here before, nights where he released his seed into her womb and tasted the nectar in her veins. A single tear slid from the corner of her eyes.
This was the only way.
Eight…
She lay motionless, her mind held captive, by nonresponsive limbs. Her eyes opened, she sensed another presence. Stefan was there, beside the bed, needle in hand. His eyes were red and heavy with bags. They had all shed too many tears for her. This was the plan – the how and when.
Seven…
Damon was crying again. She wanted to touch him – to comfort him – she couldn't. Useless, she felt so damn useless…
Six…
His fingers urged her lips apart…
He massaged her cheeks easing the thick liquid down her throat…
She felt his cells caress and enclose around hers. They were finally becoming one.
Five…
"Sleep."
He was whispering again…
Kissing her cheek…
Staining her skin with his tears…
"Sleep don't weep."
Four…
Bonnie dreamed of her Grams. They walked the gardens behind her home and Sheila Bennett told her truths she'd never known. Heroic tales about Damon Salvatore and his unyielding protection of the Bennett line. The man loved and lived with fierce passion. She knew that. She could feel it whenever they were together. Emily came next and took her on a journey through the past. Allowing Bonnie a glimpse into the young brave Salvatore fresh from the war, the lovesick gentleman who willingly gave his life for the woman he thought was promised to him forever, and the downtrodden man he became without Katherine's love and his brother's support.
Bree was there too.
"That man is a demon in bed."
The two women laughed like old friends.
Finally there was a face she hadn't seen since her childhood. A soft smile and happy tears graced the woman's features as she slid a beautiful Lapis Lazuli stone on Bonnie's left middle finger.
"Love forever."
Three…
Bonnie woke with a gasp. She wiggled her toes, fingers, and stretched her legs and arms. The ring was heavy on her left hand. Still she couldn't help but smile
Good Morning.
She heard his voice in her head as she fought to shield her eyes from the sun's rays breaking past the sheer panels at his bedroom windows. She rolled over; loving the way the material of his shirt caressed her skin.
Now it is.
Bonnie sent over their tentative mental bond.
Two…
She tested her new speed, racing to his empty lap. His eyes stretched in surprise.
"I've created a monster."
Yes he had, literally and figuratively. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her skin was cool, just like his.
Bonnie fisted her hands into his t-shirt and pulled him closer before seizing his lips.
One…
"Welcome to forever."
Damon whispered as he slipped deeper into their kiss.