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transparent soul

//prob gonna be s*x in this chapter, i'll let y'all know when to skip it over

The break seemed like it only lasted maybe an hour, the three days passed by quickly. The team had new orders to find the British spy Archie Hicox at a USO dance in France. There, the bastards would learn about Operation Kino. Y'all had to meet at the USO for some unknown reason, but nobody was complaining about the extra time and need to not be on 100% all the time. It would be a celebration, and you were pretty excited instead of still being on edge in France without the worry of SS officers secretly being there. 

You were in your room in the USO hotel, getting ready. It was a pretty formal event, but not red carpet or anything like that. No suits and ties, but you thought it would be nice to dress up still. When was the last time you'd been to a USO dance? You slipped on a blue velvet dress adorning a sweetheart neckline, pantyhose, and black heels. A rapping at the door took you out of your daydreaming, unpinning your hair and fixing your lipstick quickly. You opened it to find Hugo standing, leaning on the wall. "Well, let's get you to the dance. You take forever to get ready y'know." You rolled your eyes, following him down the corridor to where you needed to go. 

It was warm, but not unpleasant. The lighting was yellow, reflecting on the freshly polished hardwood floors. The creme color of the walls made it feel open, and you spotted your team sitting at a round table. You both made your way to the table, and sat beside Donny. He gave you a smile, and looked at you with widened eyes. "You sure clean up nice dollface." You almost gagged, gently pushing his arm. "And you look dashing, cinnabun." You spoke rather loudly, making the team gag. Finally, LT Raine joined the table, and the party seemed to begin. You hardly stayed sitting, getting rather drunk and flying around the dance floor. You had vivid memories of seeing your Lt with another Lt, but brushed it off. Feeling dizzy, you sat for almost an hour until you had sobered up. An overwhelming urge of need came over you. It was unfair, the guys getting to go to whorehouses while you mainly reserved yourself for one night stands in the bars, but who was going to approach a woman sitting at a table full of intimidating men? Maybe you were drunk or something, but you were warm and it wasn't from the drinks. 

Donny approached you after seeing you looking bothered, leaning on the wall beside the booth. "What's a matter babydoll?" You groaned, your face in your hands. "Donny, if I don't get laid in the next hour I'm stripping down and going on the dance floor." His face tinged red, folding his arms and looked at you amused. "You're drunk, let me take you to your room." "Donny I'm not even drunk! I sobered up! I'm so serious right now." You argued as he gently took your arm and guided you to your room. You tore your arm away, looking up at him angrily. "Donny, I sat there for a full hour sobering up. I'm so desperate right now. You guys can go buy it, I haven't had any since the war started!" He shook his head, almost laughing. "Trust me, you don't want it from any of those guys out there." His laugh was cut short when you grabbed him by the collar and smashed your lips into his. 

The tiny buzz that was left was giving you the confidence to do this, otherwise why would you be lip locking your best friend right now? Oh god, you were kissing your best friend. After a minute passed, you were worried he wouldn't kiss you back. Your worries were soothed whenever he put his hands on your lips, kissing you back. He pulled away, catching his breath. "YN do you want this? Because you have no idea what you're in for." You rolled your eyes and opened the door from behind you. You walked in, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Donovan if you don't fuck me right now I'll go get some random asshole from the bar." The door closed behind him, and he was silent as he grasped your chin, making you look up at him and kissing you passionately. 

-- -- this is where it starts y'all -- -- 

His hand grasped your thigh, and you spread your legs. His hands were so cold against your warm legs. You didn't want him to think you were submissive to anyone, so you gripped the collar of his button down and yanked him on top of you. You felt his lips curve in the kiss, and rolled over so you were straddling him. His hands now gripped your hips, and you pulled him up so he was sitting. "YN, are you sure you want this?" Your lips grazed to his ear, biting it, licking the spot behind it causing Donny to groan. "I need you Donny." His hands slid to your ass, pulling the dress up. You smacked his hands, and he pulled away, giving you a raised eyebrow. You slid off the bed, slowly unzipping the dress and letting it fall to your ankles. Something sparkled in his dark eyes, whether it was passion or admiration--maybe both--you couldn't tell. Your pantyhose, bra and panties came off painfully slow. 

"You're breathtaking, princess." He leaned over the bed, elbows on his knees and began to unclasp his shirt. "Actually, c'mere. You do it for me." You leaned to unbutton it, but he stopped you and helped you to your knees. You unclasped his shirt, unzipped his pants and rolled his boxers down to his knees. Sure, you'd let him think he was in charge. You stared at his large, throbbing dick. God, was that supposed to fit in you? You went to grasp it, but he stopped you. "Ladies first. My pleasure is eating you out." You felt butterflies, and the warmth grow. He picked you up, laying you on the bed. His arms went underneath your legs, lifting your back off the mattress. Your leg dangled behind his head, and electricity shot through your body when he pressed his lips to your own. Your back arched more, and he really began to go in. His hot tongue mingled with your juices, and you saw stars behind your eyelids. It had been such a long time, and with Donny between your legs you wouldn't last much longer. Your breathing became shallow and rapid, body shaking as you desperately gripped and clawed at his strong arms. "Donny, please. Oh Donny I'm gonna cum!" 

He pulled back whenever the white fire was about to explode, making you want to scream with frustration. "Princess, you gotta say the right name if you wanna cum. And learn to ask permission." Cocky asshole. You leaned up, fingers digging into his shoulders. "Real funny Donowitz, just wait until you're inside me and say the same thing." Donny laughed, sliding a finger in, curling it upwards to break your menacing gaze. "Baby doll, don't think I'll be a two pump chump." He continued curling and swirling his fingers inside your slick vagina, the fire building back up making your toes curl. He removed his fingers to slide the condom on, and brought your legs up to his shoulders. 

"Just to make sure, you really want this YN?" He was very serious, eye contact and his silly demeanor vanished. "Yes Donovan, I want you." With your words, he leaned down and kissed you, sliding it in. His breath caught in his throat and he let out a groan. "Oh my god YN." He slid out, then back in before his grip tightened, and his face got red. "What's wrong Don?" He looked embarrassed. 

"YN I just came." You smiled up at him, kissing him deeply. "I told you it was that good, but now the real fun starts. Get on your back." Donny was flushed, he had never came that quickly with the hookers in France, or any of the girls back home. 

You climbed on top, sliding down on him. He groaned again, and you began to rock your hips. It was a team effort, his hands gripped your hips so hard you know he'd leave bruises. His head was tilted back, eyes staring into yours as you panted. "That pussy is so good baby." He said, gripping your throat to make you lean down and kiss him. You changed the pace up, fast to slow. The slow, deep strokes made you clench, and you leaned down chest to chest with Donny. One of his hands moved to your hair, getting tangled. His other hand gripped your ass, making you continue to ride him. "God YN, you're so beautiful." Your half lidded eyes locked with his and you bit his lip. "Thank you daddy." 

His arms wrapped around you, and he pounded you so hard you had to bite his shoulder to muffle your scream. "Fuck you're so good for daddy. That pussy is so good." Your fingers dug into his shoulders as he hit a spot that made tears of pleasure form. "Oh my god Donny I'm gonna cum!" With a few more rough, deep thrusts you came on him. God, it was mind-blowing. Tears fell, but you were in pure bliss. Donny continued, building you up again and again. He sat you up to ride him, gripping your breasts and groaned loudly. "YN I'm about to cum, look me in the eyes." You did as he commanded, his eyes half lidded and filled with an emotion you hadn't seen before, and you leaned down, kissing him roughly as his body jerked and he came again. Finally. 

-- -- over -- -- 

You got off him, rolling the condom off and inspecting it for any rips, tears or holes. Thankfully, there were none. Donny came up behind you, trailing kisses from your ear to shoulder. "Let's shower." You chuckled, following him to the bathroom. "You do this with all your girls?" He turned around, locking eyes. "Just you. You're not just one of 'my girls'." He sounded serious, almost hurt at your words. You were quiet, hopping in the warm water. You both showered, him washing your hair and arms. For him acting like an asshole, he was such a softy. 

You both laid down, and Donny ran his fingers over your back until you fell asleep. 

The next morning came, and you rolled over, expecting to see the Bostonian. He wasn't there.