Hello! So I'm in LOVE with Damon and Bonnie Fanfiction. I watch the show every once in awhile but I would watch it more if it was more about Bonnie (I kinda really don't like Elena also). But anywho! I hope you enjoy this quick little thing I wrote. Since lately all I have been doing it reading B&D stories. Thank you for reading!

FYI- All mistakes are mine and I don't own anything related to TVD. CW and the author owns everything but my love for a shirtless Damon.

" I'm done" Bonnie whispered as she walked out of Damon's bedroom for the last time. She would never be able to forget the texture of his silky bed sheets or how his naked body felt on top of hers' as he thrust into her heat. They never made love, they only fucked, but Bonnie didn't care. It was the only time she
actually felt close with someone. Even if it was a vampire who an asshole ninety percent of the time.

When she was on top of him, riding him slowly, she swears she could see the demons and pain in his eyes that he desperately tried to hide from the world and escape from through scotch and sex. Bonnie loved how he made her feel; sexy, alive…liked she matter. But she also hated how he made her feel outside of his bedroom; a tool, a nuisance…nothing compared to Elena.

Oh, how Bonnie despised how Damon's eyes would never leave Elena as she moved around in a room. When only a few hours before his eyes were staring into Bonnie's eyes as he made her come with his demanding fingers and her nails digging into his back. After they were done fucking they would lay in silence and drifted into sleep, tangled up in each others limbs. He would be gone by the time she woke up and acted as he never touch, bite, lick or kiss every inch of her body. Bonnie knew Stefen could smell her scent on Damon and his scent on her but he would never say a word. Only gave her a pity look when Damon would endlessly flirt with Elena.

Bonnie was done. She could no longer take the pain she felt as he flicked her aside like a disgusting bug. She could no longer take waking up alone when she would fall asleep in his arms. No, she could never regret her body being one with his but she did regret walking away from him too late, when she had nothing left of herself to leave with.