The air was thick with steam when she stepped out of the shower. Bonnie wiped the mirror clean with her hand so she could look at herself clearly.

Who are you kidding? She thought. You haven't been able to see anything clear for a long time now.

This place wasn't doing her any good.

It had made her reckless. Stupid even.

How could she have ever let herself think for even just a moment that Kai was anything other than a monster.

He was manipulating her and she was falling for it.

Bonnie splashed some cold water on her face, needing to cool down and think for a moment.

It was time to make a drastic decision and rather sooner than later.

That's how Bonnie found herself barricaded inside her room, with as much food as she could manage to smuggle inside before Kai would get suspicious.

And it didn't take him long to catch onto what she was doing.

It only took him a day to be standing at her door.

"Bon? You alright in there?"

"I'm fine," she responded, and only because she knew he'd try to get in if she didn't make it clear that she was okay. "I just want to be alone for a while."

"Sure, no problem," he said and she could hear the hurt in his voice. Bonnie didn't want to care.

Even without seeing him she knew he stood at her door for a while.

And only when the soft sounds of his footsteps indicated that he had left, did she allow herself to cry.

It only took them both a week to go mad.

Kai had been understandable up until that point but after Bonnie ignoring him for the past few days he'd gotten more and more violent by the second.

She hadn't spoken to him after that first day, hadn't responded to his jokes or callings of her name.

She assumed it would be easier for both of them this way. But Bonnie soon discovered that she'd been clearly very wrong.

"BONNIE! I swear if you don't open this door right now, I'm going to kill you!" He was banging on the door like a madman and Bonnie had curled in on herself on the floor on the opposite side of the room, listening.

"At least tell me you're fucking alive in there! Bonnie! Bonnie! BONNIE!"

She was actually too terrified to even respond at that point, like something was preventing her from speaking.

The banging on the door got louder and she desperately covered her ears with her hands to block out the noise.

"Bonnie, please, I'm begging you. Please, don't do this to me."

He wasn't screaming anymore, but his palms still slammed into the door.

"I can't do this again…I can't go through this again…"

Just as she was about to face the fact that he was relentless and most likely wouldn't leave, the noise stopped…

No knocking. No shouting. No begging.

And for a few minutes she thought she'd been safe.

Until he announced his return by violently planting an axe into her door.

Bonnie barely held back a shriek, immediately jumping up, in shock and terrified.

Kai hacked into her door until he could shove open what was still left of it.

She didn't move, waiting on what he'll do next. Her eyes flashed to the bathroom and the window, wondering where to go to.

"Ah, so I see you're alive and well!" he joked coldly. He dropped the axe to the floor and Bonnie flinched, biting on her lip to keep herself from crying.

"Don't do that again," he said, and there was no hint of a smile this time. He simply turned and walked out of her room. "Oh, and sorry about the door!"

Bonnie's blood was boiling. Adrenaline and pure hatred cursed through her like she'd never felt before, as she picked up the axe from the floor and proceeded to bury it into his back.

Kai's knees gave out and he fell dead to the floor.

Bonnie didn't know how much time she had before he'd rise and she fled downstairs as quickly as her feet would carry her.

He caught up to her in the kitchen, a table the only thing standing between them. Bonnie's heart was pounding, as her eyes kept flashing to every door or window.

There was only one way out, and he knew it.

He was holding the axe, still covered in his own blood.

"So, what now? You're going to kill me?"

"Does that scare you? Knowing you won't come back?" he asked.

"Not really, if it means I'll finally be rid of you," she said without even blinking.

She was sweating, uncertain of what was about to happen next.

Before Kai could react she flipped the table on him, quite literally. She used all of her strength to push the table onto him, which he did not expect, so she could try and make a run for it.

She'd almost managed to get to the door before she felt him grab her ankle and pull her down with him onto the floor. Bonnie yelped, attempting to kick him away from her but he was persistent.

He latched onto her like a leech, grabbing and tugging at any part of her he could get his hands on. Still, somehow they both made it to the living room, crawling on their bellies.

"No!" Bonnie let out a strangled cry when he tried to hold her down by the force of his body, but she was quicker and pressed her fingers into the still open wound on his back.

Kai groaned in agony and Bonnie shoved him off of her. He landed on the floor next to her, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

They were both panting, trying to catch their breath. Bonnie prepared herself to bolt again, when Kai glanced over in her direction. But all he did was laugh.

"What's funny?" she asked, her guard still up.

It took a while for him to answer, too amused by whatever it was that he found so hilarious. He then extended his hand towards her and Bonnie didn't move a muscle.

His index finger brushed her face, from her forehead down the bridge of her nose.

"There she is," he said, smiling wholeheartedly. She tried to slap his hand away before it would touch her lips but he was quick to grab her wrist and pull her towards him.

Shit, shit, shit.

He was so close now. Too close. She could smell his blood.

Kai's smile disappeared when she smashed her mouth onto his. It wasn't a kiss. It was something more forceful, violent.

It was also hotter than anything she'd ever given or received.

Bonnie's felt it in her bones. Felt it seep into every nerve, like some king of scorching, melting heat.

She needed to scratch that itch. She had to get off.

Her tongue was a wet glide against his, and it felt so dirty, so wrong.

So fucking good.

Bonnie didn't even notice it when she'd gotten on top of him, but he had happily taken her weight. His hands were roaming her sides, and she felt how hard he was underneath her.

She rolled her hips experimentally against his and he gave out a deep sigh.

She rubbed herself against him, until she came, fast and sudden. But it wasn't enough. It was as if it had just set something off inside her. All she could think about was how desperately she wanted to use his body for her pleasure.

"Hmm – again – wanna come again -" she moaned, her hand reaching for her jeans but he stopped her.

He pressed his mouth against her neck, kissing and biting and he sounded just as far gone as she felt.

"No, let me – fuck – let me go down on you, please…"

Bonnie nodded, half dumbfounded, other half incredibly aroused. She got up and took her jeans and underwear off in a hurry, before she let his hands guide her back down, onto his face.

"K-Kai -" she said hesitatingly, but then he started to kiss his way up her inner thigh and nothing else mattered anymore. Bonnie buried her hands in his dark hair, urging him to keep going.

She could almost feel the ghost of his grin on her skin as he started to eagerly lap at her cunt, and she'd never been so wet in her entire life. "Oh - Fuck!"

His guttural groan vibrated into her core and Bonnie furrowed her brow at the maddening pleasure of it all. Something was forming in her chest, like a beast trying to escape its cage, trashing and roaring. She wanted to ride his face until the end of time, until he'd suffocate.

He stuck his tongue inside her, and she yelped in surprise. She must've tugged on his hair because his palms slapped on her ass as a sort of warning. She heard him murmur her name in awe, before wrapping his lips around her clit and licking with the flat of his tongue.

"Oh, shit – yes, right there…"

Bonnie hunched over him, the knot in her belly snapping and she couldn't help but moan his name as her whole boy shook. "Ma-la-chai," every syllable rolled deliciously off of her tongue.

Her eyes met his and she shivered at the way his pupils had dilated, with his mouth still working away at her.

When he finally did let her go, she sat beside him, both of them panting. She watched his chest rise and fall and then looked up towards his face which was a total mess.

He wiped his mouth on his forearm when she got up and began to take her shirt and bra off. Kai stared at her, almost looking lost, lying hard and aching on the floor.

"Undress and get on the couch," Bonnie commanded. She only felt a tiny bit ashamed over how much she enjoyed barking orders at him. He almost tripped in his haste to get his shoes off and she had to hold back a chuckle.

As she stepped naked before him, she couldn't help but notice the way he looked at her; as if he couldn't believe that she was real.

Kai swallowed hard, staring at her in awe and disbelief. His eyes were half lidded and glassy, sweaty pieces of hair sticking to his forehead.

She liked him like this. Liked the way she imagined herself through his eyes. Heaven and Hell.

He reached out for her when she sat in his lap and bracing herself, sunk down easily onto his cock.

It was a slick and tight fit, both of them gasping when their bodies perfectly aligned. They were whole. She rolled her hips against his. Another dance. Another fight.

She'd made love before but this wasn't like that. This was more…satisfying. This was fucking. She was fucking Kai Parker and loving every second of it.

She scratched him from neck to chest on a particularly deep thrust, but his pained groan only got her wetter. It's the quietest he'd ever been, besides the occasional moan or whimper of "Bonnie…" His lips looked so alluring, forming her name like that.

Kai wet his fingers with his tongue and slipped them between her thighs. The added strokes to her clit, got her to bounce that much faster on his throbbing dick. "Shit, shit, shit," he was about to come, she could feel it in her bones. She felt the energy of it seep into her own buzzing skin.

"Fuck, please…" she begged without a care in the world anymore.

He pulled her head back and sank his teeth into her throat, whispering something she might've imagined in the moment. Or perhaps wished she could forget.

Still, she came only seconds before he did. Her fingers digging into his shoulders as her inner muscles tensed and released deliciously around him.

They slowed down, their bodies sweaty and sticky, entangled in each other. They just looked at each other, trying to catch their breath in unison.

Bonnie was hyperaware of every movement, every touch, every shiver. It dawned on her what they'd just done.

And she realized that everything was about to change now.

He placed her gently on her side on the couch as he lay next to her.

"Again," she whispered.

The look he gave her was something between terrified and turned on.