Title: Aint Born Typical

Pairing: Elena/Stefan Bonnie/Damon

Rating: R with NC17 This chapter

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the Vampire Diaries Universe, and no profit is being made from this fiction. I do however own all original characters and concepts that will appear.

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XIV

"What now?"Bonnie mumbled looking up from the bed as the tap tap on her window

continued.

  Frowning at the black crow that set on her windowsill her mind was suddenly filled with the

image of red and an Armani label.

"Hello Damon," She whispered opening the window as the bird cawed its approval.

"Nice job little witch," he said suddenly himself perched on the tree just across from her.

"Why are you here?"

"Well we can't start slacking on our lessons when we've just begun."

"What could we possibly practice at, 1:00 in the morning?" she asked glancing at her clock.

"Why don't you let me in and I'll show you," he suggested smiling wickedly as he ran his eyes

over her body.

  Nibbling on her bottom lip as she met his electric blue gaze she felt her body flush. The way his

eyes raked over her made her feel naked despite her black cheer shorts and white tank top.

"Come in Damon," She whispered.

Stepping back she smiled at the look of surprise that flashed over his face. Despite all of his

short comings Damon Salvatore was the sexiest man she'd ever met; and if he wanted to see

the inside of her room who was she to deny him.

"I wasn't expecting that little witch.

"I know," She whispered swallowing as she looked up to the man suddenly beside her. "What do you want Damon?"

"You," he whispered closing the distance between them once more.

"I- I don't - "she began gasping when his soft lips caressed her own.

"Shhh," He whispered tucking a piece of hair behind her ear before leaning in to suck her

bottom lip into his mouth as he ran his hands over her back in a gentle massage.

"MMhmm," She moaned closing her eyes as she let him explore. He tasted, teased and nibbled

treating her like a fine wine he was savoring.

"You taste like cinnamon and brown sugar," he whispered coming up for air as her hands crept

up to twine in his hair.

"And you taste like scotch and sin," she rasped making him harden as she molded herself to

him.

"Where did this sex kitten come from?"He teased shivering as she raked her nails over his scalp.

"I guess you just bring it out in me," She whispered capturing his lips with her own as she bit his bottom lip growling lightly.

 His taste was an addiction and she was powerless to do anything other than slip her tongue in

his mouth seeking another sample.

Squealing slightly when he lifted her up by her thighs she wrapped her legs around his waist

moaning at the feel of his hardness pressing against her moist heat. He had her mind whirling

and she could barley think as his inhuman speed had her pressed against the wall.

"Wait, what is that?" She whispered pulling away.

"Ignore it," he rasped fisting her tousled hair as he pulled her lips back to his savagely.

"MMhmm, I- I can't," She whispered pulling back once more as the incessant beeping made the

worlds collapse into itself.

"Fuck!" She exclaimed setting up shakily in her bed as she reached over to turn off the alarm on

her phone. It'd had been a dream.

"Fuck!" Damon hissed opening his eyes to find himself hard and confused. Since when did he

have sex dreams about Bonnie? The little witch was getting under his skin.

: Must run in the family: He thought shaking his head.

  Rising from bed he headed to the shower figuring he'd drop in on his dream partner and do

some more training.

""What are you doing here?" Bonnie whispered fighting down a blush when she discovered

Damon at her front door. It had taken an hour long cold shower to cool her body down and

seeing him in person brought everything back.

"I'm here for another bought of lessons," He said leaning against the door frame as he took in

her pink tank top and white cheer shorts.

Despite her short stature she had toned caramel legs that seemed to go on for days. He

wondered if they were as silky smooth as they had been in his dream.

"What do you have planned for today?" She asked drawing his attention up to her face.

"More work in the clearing, so sadly you'll need to put more clothes on," he said smirking when

her cheeks seemed to grow just a shade brighter.

"I'll meet you on the porch in fifteen," She said stepping back to close the door.

"Still no invitation inside?" he called making her pause.

"Not on your life," She said shutting the door in his face.

That had felt too much like rejection.

"I'm going to get an invitation from you one day Miss Bennett," he whispered thinking back to

his dream as he made his way over to the porch swing. If the reality was half as good as the

dream he might be going after the wrong girl.

"Zoe is rubbing off on you I see," he said taking in Bonnies' black jeans, black t-shirt and black

boots when she returned.

"Maybe it's you," She teased making him smile.

Being with Damon was never boring, and if she was honest with herself it was fun. Fun was

something she needed quite desperately these days. The ache was still there from Grams

death; but it was an ache she could manage; the empty hole that had been gnawing at her soul

was being filled, with knowledge, family, and a bit of Salvatore too.

Sitting on the same log in the clearing they worked on her instinctive response for an hour

before he stopped.

"You're catching on quickly so I think we're ready to move forward," he said peeking her

interest.

"What are you going to show me now?"

"Well since all work and no play would make Bonnie a dull girl we're going to have a little fun,"

He said smiling when she eyed him warily.

"We're going to play a game of never have I ever."

"That would be easy, if we had alcohol," She said laughing when he reached inside his jacket

and came back out with a shiny metal flask.

"Always have to be prepared for bad news right?"

"This should be a piece of cake then, cause I'm sure there's not much if anything you've never

done." She teased.

"You might be surprised little witch, you know the rules?"

"Everyone plays a little differently, so you tell me how you play," She said mentally kicking

herself. That could be taken many different ways.

"I didn't know you were so interested in my sexual tastes; but I'd be happy to tell you about

them in detail." He said making her face flame as she once again thought about the dream. If he

really kissed that way she'd have a hard time telling him no once he started.

"I'm good." She said holding up her hand in a gesture that told him to stop.

"I bet you are," he said winking as he let it drop.

If he pushed her too far she'd shut down and possibly burn something important.

"The rules?"

"Okay normally its ten questions a piece each starting off with never have I ever. If you've done

it you don't drink, if you haven't you do. We'll do 2 questions a piece since it's two of us."

"Simple enough, who's starting?"

"Ladies first," he said with a smirk.

"Never have I ever been a cheerleader," she whispered making him smirk as he made no move

to drink.

"Are you serious?"

"Nope," he said making her laugh as he took a sip before passing the flask.

"Come on now, you can do better than that Bon Bon ."

"Never have I ever slept with a man," she said shocking him when she didn't take a sip.

  How in the hell could she have not been ravished. With those soulful green eyes, that athletic

body and those full lips she was ripe for the picking. Opting to not tease her he took pointedly

ignored  the flask.

"My turn."

"Never have I ever kissed a girl," he whispered feeling his eyes widen when she declined his f

lask offer. "Do tell little witch."

"It was spin the bottle last year." She said waving him off.

"Who was the lucky lady?"

"I thought this was never have I ever, not truth or dare," She shot back in response.

"You have a point. Never have I ever kissed Elena," he said grinning when she snatched the flask

from him without taking a sip.

"My turn," She whispered with an evil smirk that turned him on even as it made him nervous.

"Better make it good, there's not much left," he taunted loving the green flames that sparked in

her eyes.

"Never have I ever had an STD," she said starring him down as she sipped on the alcohol and

offered him the flask.

"Why am I not surprised? "She asked laughing when he pushed the flask away.

"It was the 1800s," he replied shrugging nonchalantly.

"Never have I ever picked out names for my future children," she said expecting him to down

the last of the alcohol left.

Turning to see her shocked face he smiled.

"I've had a long time to think about things Bonnie, even if I am technically dead."

"Can you have them?"

"All jokes about Twilight aside, I don't know, in theory maybe if the situations were right it

could happen . " There are rumors but I've never met anyone who could prove it. Not that I had

a reason to look" he added.

"What were the names?"She asked quietly.

"Anne Marie and Luca," he said blue eyes far away as he turned to look up at the stars.

"I think that's enough sharing for one night," he said feeling stripped bare as he took the flask

from her and swallowed it down.

"Yeah," she agreed quietly taking in the man behind the façade.

  This was the first time she had actually seen proof that the vampire might still poses a soul. It

wasn't a feeling she was comfortable with.

"Let's head back I have plans to set into action," he said pocketing the flask as they made their

way back to the car.

"Don't you always?"

"Yes, but these plans will be entertaining, care to join us for dinner at the mansion."

"Now why would I do that?"

"Cause it'll be my brooding brother, you're bestie, and Zoe, hence forth the entertaining part,"

he said laughing as she chocked back a snort and shook her head.

"You're terrible."

"Terribly honest. What did you think about the showdown in the woods last night?"

"I think you enjoyed every minute of it."

"Other than the obvious," he scoffed. " I had a hard time declaring a winner, Elena has the

home advantage, but Zoe is quite resourceful."

"If she's your best friend how can you talk about her so flippantly?" Bonnie asked frowning.

"Because my dear if she really wants Stefan back she could have him."

"How can you say that after everything Stefan and Elena have been through?"

"Cause she's my protégé and we're the kind of people who get what we want," he said.

"Just when I think you're okay you say something completely disgusting like that."

"Look Bonnie those two are like an Equinox, it only happens twice a year, but it's perfect,

complimentary even, night and day balanced, and most importantly its inevitable."

"So Elena's just a way to pass the time?"

"No I'm sure my brother thinks he loves her, but really how long can you fight what you are?

You see what happen the last time he lost control."

"I think you're wrong, I think they truly love each other and they'll make it work."

"I don't put much stock in true love these days," he spat bitterly.

She had no reply to that. If she had spent over one hundred and fifty plus years pining over

someone only to find they had never given a shit she'd feel the same way.

"So are you coming to dinner?" he asked turning to meet her gaze as he parked outside her

home.

"Nothing else better to do I suppose."

"My place seven sharp then," he said smiling as she nodded and stepped from the car.

"Bon, dress to impress, it'll be formal," He called out the window waiting until she disappeared

inside the house before pulling away.

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"Glad I caught you little brother," Damon said smiling as Stefan glanced up warily.

"What do you want Damon, we both know you're never happy to see me."

"You're always going on about family and brotherly love, blah , blah, blah."

"And?"

"And I thought we'd have dinner tonight like we used to, nice clothes, significant others

included, I'll even cook."

"What's the catch?" he asked narrowing his eyes suspiciously.

"There isn't one."

"With you there's always a catch."

"Look at it this way little brother, if we're having dinner here I'm not out murdering

innocents."

"What time?" he asked sighing.

"Seven sharp." He said grabbing an apple off the counter as he headed out of the kitchen.

"Wait where you going?"

"Grocery shopping, it's not like we keep anything humans would want to eat in the house," he

said as Stefan nodded his agreement.

Heading back into his room with a drink for Elena he shook his head.

"What happened?" She asked propping herself onto her elbow.

"We got invited to dinner."

"Really, by who?"

"Damon," he said smiling.

  He wasn't sure what his brother was up to, but it was nice to at least  pretend to be a semi

normal family again. He missed the relationship they had once had.

"See I knew he would come around eventually," She said smiling up at him brightly. Looking like

the Elena he'd first fallen in love with.

Caroline had been released from the hospital, and Jeremy was progressing physically, though

he continued to refuse visitors. They'd removed him from suicide watch and placed him in his

own room. It was nice to be getting some good news after everything that had happened

recently.