❝ “If we cease to believe in love, why would we want to live?” Although she thought she had solely thought those words, they came out as a soft, ghost-like whisper. Life is too cruel, too unfair, a punisher whether you did something right or wrong - but love could heal, could break, could mend and be a caress. Why would we want to live? ❞❝ Damon stayed silent as she spoke before burrowing his eyebrows as she spoke about believing in love. She sounded almost… human. Confused he finally lifted his head to look up at her, hoping she wasn’t doing this to play some sick joke. It actually comforted him hearing her speak so softly, so open. ❞
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No, Bonnie thought to herself, this is all just a nightmare. As much as she wanted to convince herself that this was an outer-body experience or that she was dreaming, it wasn’t. It was real and she was dead and gone. Her lifeless body was the proof of this nightmare. She felt so empty… and lost. “It’s so cold,” she murmured, lowering her gaze to the ground. Damon was her life force. He was the only being that could change her mind with a quirk of a brow, or a tilt of his lips, or that cheeky smirk that annoyed most. All his qualities made her feel whole. They made her feel at home. Damon was her home. What was she supposed to do now? “This is my only chance… my only chance to return as a human being and not as a ghost. I can feel them calling me, it’s hard to fight this urge to just…” she trailed off, knowing what she was going to say. The urge to turn her back and follow her grandmother into the Light. She was scared!! “Yes, I’m a witch, but I am also, human. I was born with an extra, that’s all. My mother is not even a witch anymore. This Power… this energy has to die with my grandmother. I don’t want to see other McCullough witches going through this again.”
She kept looking down, letting the tears that had been building swell over only to cascade down her cheeks. “I… I don’t want to leave you or my family and friend. I am too young to die…” Wiping the tears from her cheeks and trying to get them out from staining her red locks of hair, Bonnie looked up at Damon. “I love you and I don’t want to stay away from you anymore. If it will bring me back, I’m willing to take this risk.” For a while she just lay in silence. She had nothing to say. Her head was a mess… Bonnie found herself looking down at her own hands, which were very clean but with broken nails and every knuckle red from bleeding. The outside world had become unreal again. She was inside herself, struggling with her grief, with her thoughts. Suddenly, the room was pressing in on her. There wasn’t enough air. “I’ll do it!!” she rose her voice, “for you and for me!” She was amazed by how different she felt. How different Bonnie knew things will be from that moment. She had so many things to do. So many scores to settle. So many friends who needed her help. And Damon…
Hearing her talk about hearing the others call for her, the fact that she was fighting the urge to let go, Damon tensed feeling like all the color in his face was leaving. She was fighting to be here? To be with him? He hated this, this had to be some sick joke. Why couldn’t she just wake back up and everything would be alright? Swallowing hard Damon stayed silent before letting out a sigh as he watched her start to cry. “Bonnie..” he breathes out softly, lifting his shaky hand up to cup her face, rubbing his thumb against her cold cheek to wipe the tears away. As she spoke about being too young to die, Damon stayed silent. It was true, she was too young and it broke him knowing that he didn’t protect her, that he didn’t try everything he could to prevent this. He knew she wouldn’t be the same, that this would scar her forever if she did find a way back. But he would be there for her like he promised.
As she said those words again, that she loved him, Damon swore he felt goosebumps. He didn’t think he would ever hear those words again, see her say them. It almost brought a pang to his heart just thinking about it but here she was wanting to say it, wanting to do anything to come back. Scooting closer, Damon wrapped his arms around her tight, nudging his head into the crook of her neck as more tears fell down his face. She wasn’t comfortable anymore, warm, familiar. He knew it was because she was a ghost and this was a very special occasion since no one could ever really touch a ghost, but he still missed the real her. “Come back to me…please…” he murmurs in a small, shay voice. “I’m all wrong for you…but I don’t care. Bonnie I….I can’t loose you…you have to come back.” he pleads feeling his grip tighten against her before letting out a shaky breath. “I love you..” he adds under his breath.
cries because what if damon left stefan a billion voicemails all summer and just assumed he wasn’t picking up because he was mad at him
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Katherine was convinced that he would stop, that he would tell her he was too weak, or they needed to talk first. But that doubt quickly left feeling Damon’s strong arms around her tiny frame, pulling her closer. God she needed him, needed to remember what it was like to be with him, like this, In the most intimate of moments. He laid on top of her ever so slightly, almost like he was afraid, or she would break. Katherine moved her head to the side, allowing him more access to her neck and shoulders. really anywhere he felt comfortable. She didn’t care all she knew what that she needed him, she needed to remember what it was like to have him inside of her. for them to become one. To be this close.
Letting out a small groan as their fingers interlocked once more, Damon pinned her hands above her head. She loved it when he was forceful even if she didn’t verbalize it. “Damonnn.” she whispered in a breathless moan, her eyes remaining shut as she concentrated on the way he was making her feel. Her slender fingers racked through his dark locks, urging him to continue as he kissed the top of her breasts. “God I missed this— Missed you.” Her head was beginning foggy. All she could see or feel was Damon. Aching her back up, she kept her hands above her head making it easier for him to ride her of her shirt. She needed this, they needed this. To be this close to remember what they had, to show each other how much they loved the other.
Katherine bite her bottom lip as Damon’s lips descended upon her stomach, keeping her hands behind her head, Another small moan falling from her lip. Her eyes darkened with pure lust and passion, watching Damon tear her bra right off of her. “Mmm.. no need I have plenty.” she assured him as her long, slender legs wrapped around his back, pulling him closer to her. “You make me crazy. — You know that?” she asked him in another breathless whisper as she started to grind her lower body against his. Returning his kiss she trailed her kisses down his jawline, towards his neck sucking at the sensitive skin roughly. Wanting to mark him as her’s despite the fact that it would heal just as quickly as she made it.
Smirking at her comment, Damon raised his eyebrows as he felt her wrap her legs around his back, forcing him to lay closer on top of her. “Mmmm that’s my plan Mrs. Salvatore.” he hums before moaning into her lips as he felt her grind into him. He could feel his erection growing larger, almost throbbing against his jeans. It had been so long since he could have his way with her, that he didn’t have to worry about hurting her, nothing. And now? He could do everything and anything he use to. Besides trying to be quiet for Alessandra of course. Breathing heavily as she trailed her kisses down his jawline, Damon rolled his hips against hers wishing with everything he had that he wasn’t wearing pants. God this was torture, he needed her, bad.
Feeling her suck at his skin roughly, Damon knew what she was doing, trying to mark him. And for a moment he wished he was human so that she could, but he smirked at her trying to anyways. Groaning, Damon blurred off of her and stood next to the bed, quickly unbuttoning his jeans. “God I need these off…now.” he practically growled before pushing his jeans and boxers off. Smirking over at her, Damon snuck back under the sheets before leaning over kiss her stomach under the sheets. “You…better…stay…quiet..” he murmurs in between kisses before grabbing the waistband of her yoga pants and pulling her pants and panties off hard. Letting his hands trail up and down her legs, taking everything in, Damon latched his lips against her thigh, kissing her gently and slowly. Moving his way up to her hip bone, Damon trailed his heated kisses down her center and to her dripping core, pressing a kiss against it. “God you’re so ready for me.” he almost moans before letting his tongue dip inside her folds.
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