A/N: THIS CHAPTER IS M - for it's slight steaminess. ;) I left the story at T, and will maybe have M moments (I will give a heads up first.). It's Bonkai though, and things always end up getting steamy.

Please review and let me know if you like it :). Helps keep up my motivation.

words under title are made up by me. Chapter song-influence: 'every me and every you ' by Placebo.

Taste

I want to taste you. All of you, till I can't get enough.

Your taste, like you, is so deliciously evil.

Previously (continued):

"Elena, it's alright," Damon reassured his girlfriend.

Kai secretly laughed at the fact Damon was worried over an illusion. Granted, it was a spectacular piece of magic. He was very proud of his handy-work, as he watched Damon cast illusion-Elena an anxious look.

"She has nothing to do with this, send her back," Damon demanded in a furious manner.

Kai simply smiled at him, not giving anything away.

"Actually, she does have something to do with this, Friend. I'm here because you left me here, she's here because you pissed me off. Bonnie got dragged here, because you helped manipulate her into leaving me here. So we're all here, because of you, " Kai's features shifted into annoyance.

Damon's face dropped at the sound of Bonnie's name, giving way to his inner guilt. Kai watched out of interest. Illusion-Elena continued to stand there looking like a dear caught in the headlights.

"Bonnie's here?" Damon asked, not really believing it.

Kai instantly felt that anger burn within him. He didn't like the sound of Bonnie's name on Damon's lips. He had no clue why. He didn't mind it before, when they had been all cozy in the 1994 prison world. Or when he had returned with those dreaded feelings, and Damon was the only way he could get access to her. Now he had full access to his Bonnie, he didn't want Damon's interference.

"Don't you worry about her, she's fine with me. You should stick to your own kind, blood-bag."

Damon looked like he was about to argue, so Kai made illusion-Elena start babbling again.

"Damon, we need to get out of here! we have to leave this place," she pleaded. She sounded like a scared little rabbit.

It delighted Kai, as Damon's attention shifted back to his vampire girlfriend. He didn't want to hear him utter Bonnie's name again. Then he would be forced to kill the annoying vampire.

"You should listen to her Damon. Oh wait, I just remembered something. I might have brought your little friend here too. Must have slipped my mind. Just like when you neglected to tell Bonnie that I was the one, that saved her ass. That really pissed me off," he smirked at Damon's agitated face.

"You listen to be you little punk-" Damon didn't get to finish what he was going to say.

Kai had sent another wave of pain his way. Making Damon curl up in pain. Then he waited till the vampire recovered, before sending a stake into his vampire-girlfriend. Illusion-Elena cried out in pain, and kai had to say that he was impressed by the scream. You would think she was the real Elena, and not a figment of his magical imagination.

"Stop, leave her alone," Damon gritted out in pain.

Kai made a gesture of not being able to hear him, while smiling in delight. He twisted the stake further into fake-Elena'a flesh, making sure her scream pierced the vampire's heart. He loved watching Damon's eyes fill with anguish and fear. So the stubborn bastard does have a weakness, of course it would be a girl, Kai mused.

Not that Kai was one to talk. He himself had become captivated by a petite-feisty little morsel named Bonnie Bennett. He let Damon suffer with pain for a few more minutes, while watching the love of his life be tortured. Then he decided to give the vampire a small break.

"So Damon, since I'm a generous guy," Kai began. Damon rolled his eyes in response.

Kai smiled and continued.

"I will let you make a choice. You can help your little girlfriend here, or save your friend. Who by the way, is about to be chased and eaten by my little vampire-witch-crew. Or you can save yourself, which I'm sure you love more than either of them. Tick-tock," he grinned.

Taking as much pleasure as he could from Damon's tortured look. I always win. Kai laughed like a maniac, till he had tears in his eyes.

Presently:

The scented roses were a lovely touch, but not enough. The scent did entice him, but he wanted to eat Bonnie up with a sweet memory in place. Then he could create a new one, that overrides the haunting skeletons in his closet.

Sweet memories was not something he had stored up in his tortured-psychopathic-mind. Maybe a few of him and Jo. Him and his twin learning to ride a bike. Jo's first tooth falling out, and him laughing at how naive she was to believe in the tooth fairy. Beating his little brother Joey at Mario for the first time. Eating his first taco, and setting fire to his other bratty sister's barbie dolls.

All those were sweet, but he didn't want to think of his siblings now. Those memories did not bring him as much joy, as Bonnie whimpering in pleasure beneath him.

Euphoria - was the best way to describe how he felt. Hearing her sweet little gasps, as he continued to feel her body in awe. He was shirtless, while she still wore clothes. He didn't know when the little minx had managed to get his shirt off. He never really could pay full attention when she was near.

Then a great memory came to his mind. He could not even remember if it was real or not. Forty years was along time, and his memory was hazy at best. Although, one can never fully trust memories. As memories tended to be biased, or at least his were. In his mind, he was not the true villain of the story. It was his father, more than himself. He did not deny he was a devil in the making, though. That there were many things wrong with him. That he had committed serious crimes. Yet, Bonnie helped wipe his mind clean. He couldn't even remember his own damn name, when she made little noises of pleasure.

He did remember feeling another moment of euphoria. His father had decided to take them fruit picking. A gesture to make up for the fact his mother died, after giving birth to the blonde wonder-twins. His father had even invited him along. That was not a usual thing, but Jo had begged him. Of course Kai had avoided them all. Instead Jo had brought some delicious fruity pink champagne. They had a little picnic on top of one of the hills, before she excused herself to go babysit his other bratty siblings.

He had laid down on the blanket, closing his eyes feeling at peace. The champagne had made him feel more bubbly than his usual sombre self, and the smell of flowers and fruit soothed his senses. The thick grass around him made him feel like he was in a secluded dream-world. Like he felt now. He was the one creating the dream she was now trapped in, but he felt trapped in the dream too.

He closed his eyes and let the taste of the champagne he had drank that time, now fill his mouth. He remembered the taste of berries and roses, a swirling mixture that was fizzy on his tongue. Without being fully aware, the rose petals combined with the mixture. As they were suddenly soaked by it. He had not even been aware he had summoned the water to change into the champagne he remembered fondly.

"Kai!" Bonnie gasped.

Her clothes were soaking wet, and the rose petals floated around them. Smell of the berries and flowers filling both their senses. He stuck his head in-between the curve of her delicious neck, and licked the bite marks that marred her skin. She moaned in what he hoped was pleasure, as she wrapped herself more around him. He felt like he was back in that sweet memory, where he lay watching the ants attack the picnic basket. They wanted to eat the contents whole, just like he wanted to do with Bonnie.

Not even wasting any time, he flicked his wrist and had her clothes disappear. Leaving her in nothing but underwear and a bra. He took a minute to witness the heaven beneath him. That didn't seem right to him. Hell was supposed to be at the bottom, and heaven - at the top. Yet with them, the roles felt reversed.

He could only stare at her beautiful tanned skin, that glistened from sweat and champagne droplets. Her hands dragging his head back to her chest, woke him up. She seemed to be feeling the same euphoria, as she explored his naked chest with her hands. She dragged her nails down his neck and back, before softly touching muscular arms and chest. Her touch burnt him in a good way. He wanted to lay there and let her touch him for as long as she wanted.

She seemed to be urging him awake with her body, wanting him to return the favor. So he did. He licked her chest with his hungry tongue, tasting the delicious sweet-fruity water from her skin. Along with the roses, and the musk from her skin; it was beyond enticing. He licked to where the swell of her breasts lay waiting. Then he bit down gently, causing her to gasp and arch into him. She grabbed his head, and he was about to pull away. He couldn't fully control his new vampire/incubus urges, and hoped she understood that. She did, as she grabbed his head and returned his mouth to the same place settled above her breasts.

He smiled into her skin, letting out a sigh. Oh Bonnie, you will be the death of me. A good death. He chuckled, and the rumbling of his chest touching her torso made her moan louder.

After licking the few juicy bits of blood that fell from the skin he had bitten, he bit down on the bra. Dragging it down with his teeth. He watched her reaction, a mixture of pleasure and surprise. He threw it into the corner.

He started near the soft skin of the abdomen, he loved to bite so much. He licked her skin clean, causing her to shiver in anticipation. He then licked a trail further up her stomach, past her belly button. Her skin tasted so good with the mixture of flowers and champagne that bubbled and lapped their skin like sea-waves. It felt like they were floating in a ocean, the only two people in the world.

He nipped lightly near the ribcage under her breasts, causing her to arch her back further. He had a beautiful view of her body now. All his, to lavish how he wanted. He soothed the bites with his tongue, and licked his way up to where her nipples stood, hardened by arousal. He licked the swell of her breast, before taking one of the nipples in his mouth. Sucking it softly with his mouth, instead of his teeth. He wanted to show his softer side to her.

She cried out loud, and dug her fingers into his hair. He loved the way she did that. He sucked slightly harder, till she was pleading him with to keep going. He loved that most, the way she begged for his touch. He continued then to lick every drop of champagne off her breasts and chest. He took her hands, and brought her arms above her head. He whispered a chant to keep her in place, so he could have his wicked way with her.

She didn't look happy at first, and the pouty little mouth of hers was too much for him to resist. He bent down and grabbed the lower lip between his teeth, gently tugging. She let out a harsh intake of breath, that tickled his own lips. Their eyes staring at each other, full of lust and need.

He felt the fizzy alcohol around them, continue to bubble around their bodies. It coated the arms he held, and he couldn't resist wanting to lick them clean too. Her sweet-skin deserved to be worshiped. It was easy to move up to where her hands lay under his. She was so tiny, compared to him. She looked up at him, anticipation in her eyes. He smiled down at her, before licking his tongue down the skin of her arms. She let out a louder moan, wrapping herself around him in desperation. Her breasts and flat stomach against his bare chest, was driving him crazy.

He kissed her luscious mouth deeply, wanting her experience the same delicious tastes swirling around in his mouth. Taste of her skin and the champagne, making him feel drunk. She sighed in satisfaction when his tongue licked at her own. His mouth capturing all her delicious moans she kept making.

They were stuck between heaven and hell. Both reaching so high, only to realize their souls were sinking lower. Neither cared, when the in-between felt so good.