A/N: I DO NOT own Inglourious Basterds, it is property of the magnificant Quentin Tarantino.

Pomace Brandy

I crawled out of bed miserably as someone knocked on my door. I had spent the past three days in bed, being brought food and company. The only problem with that was I got pretty lonely, not to mention the fact that the past few missions the Basterds went on were a complete fail, which Aldo attributed to my not being there.

I opened the door to find Donny to my surprise. He had been the only one not in to see me, despite what Aldo had said a few days ago.

"Donny...what are you doing here?" I asked.

"I was just uh...can I come in?"

I nodded then stepped aside before closing the door behind him. He scratched his neck awkwardly before standing before me in front of my bed.

"Is everything okay?" I asked.

"Yeah I just wanted to come...check on you I guess."

As I watched him I struggled not to giggle. His face was quickly turning bright red, and the thought of a guy of his size becoming bashful was just laughable. Whenever I was around him he seemed so much more different than he did around the guys. Whether it was a good or bad thing, I had no idea.

"Oh....well that's sweet. How's everything been going?" I asked, trying to keep the conversation light.

"Alright I guess. The pain's not as bad now but I'm thinking that's because I'm on so many pain meds."

He nodded and looked around and I stared at him. Several strands of black hair fell in front of his face handsomely. He looked like an overgrown teenage boy.

I took a deep breath before standing up. I didn't feel like sitting around basking in all of this awkwardness anymore. I wanted Donny. It was a simple fact. According to Aldo and half the house, he wanted me too. And I was going to get what I wanted.

I put my hand on his face and pushed back the lose strands of hair before leaning forward, our faces centimeters apart.

"What are you doing?" he breathed.

"You." I replied before moving in and pressing my lips to his.

The kiss was even better than I imagined. At first Donny hesitated, then he put his hands on my face before kissing me back.

The taste of cigars and beer lingered on his mouth, causing me to shove my tongue into his mouth, hard.

Unexpectedly, his hands traveled around my waist gripping me tightly. I pulled away before grabbing him and pushing him backward onto the bed.

I climbed on top of Donny before leaning down and kissing him, inhaling his scent. It was a sexy mixture of sweat, wood, cigars, and some kind of cologne. I ignored the searing pain in my stomach and prayed I wouldn't break my stitches. I was going to give Donny the night of his life.

He rolled over so that he was on top before pressing his lips to my neck, working his way to my collar bone.

I closed my eyes and smiled. Each place he kissed me was left tingling and warm.

He grabbed the bottom of my shirt before pulling it over my head, and tossing it behind him. I felt the blood in my body rushed downward below my waist and into my breasts and I sighed loudly as he buried his face in my chest.

Donny unhooked the clasp of my bra before pulling it off and throwing it to the ground. He grabbed my breasts before leaning over and flicking a tongue out at one of my nipples.

"Jesus." I moaned, winding my fingers in his hair. He chuckled before looking up at me.

"I've wanted to do this for awhile." he grinned before lowering his mouth to one of my breasts again and sucking on it roughly.

I struggled to hold my composure as he continued to play with my breasts, running his rough hands over them along with his mouth.

He skimmed the layer of gauze wrapped tightly over my stomach before grabbing my pants and pulling them down over my long legs. He ran his hands down my legs slowly, kissing them softly. For a guy of his size and reputation, he was quite gentle.

He leaned down to kiss me again before grabbing the waistband of my panties and sliding them down.

I rolled over on top again and began pulling off his clothes as though I was unwrapping a birthday present. In a way I was. I unzipped his pants before pulling out the monster that lay inside of his boxers. Eight glorious inches that caused me to throb as I imagined what it would feel like to have him inside of me. I sat up before leaning over and running my tongue up his length, feeling the veins that stood out against his member.

He moaned loudly and closed his eyes, grabbing a handful of my hair. I ran my tongue slowly and deliberatly over every single inch of him, making him twitch as I slid over his head.

"Annabelle..." he groaned, thrusting into my mouth slowly. I grinned before relaxing my throat and shoving him as far down as he would go. He grabbed my hair tightly, causing me to wince as I felt it strain against my scalp.

As I continued to pleasure him with my mouth I trailed a hand down and rubbed myself, not able to stop myself. I was literally aching with need, and the sight of Donny's huge penis only increased my arousal.

He grabbed my head before pulling me up and kissing me again. I closed my eyes before putting my hands on his broad chest and slowly lowering myself onto him.

"Oh god." I muttered loudly as he slid in between my throbbing walls. It felt like heaven having him inside of me, and I felt my entire body quickly heat up as I already struggled to keep myself from coming already. I could only imagine how red my face and chest was right now and wondered what it felt like for Donny to be inside inside of me.

He put his hands on my waist, looking up at me. I met his brown eyes before grinding my hips, moving slowly. Donny counterthrusted into me, hitting my cervix with each thrust. I threw back my head, my hair coming loose from its messy updo and tumbling down my back. Donny moved his hands from my waist to my breasts, squeezing them roughly as I moved on top of him.

As I continued to ride him my moans got louder and I struggled not to come. After years of sleeping with countless men, being with Donny was like nothing I had never experienced before. Not only was he the biggest, but he knew every single spot to touch, squeeze, bite.

He rolled over one last time before putting my leg over his shoulder, pounding into me as quickly as possible. I gripped the sheets tightly as he plowed into me, burying himself to the hilt.

"Harder." I breathed, looking into is dark lust-filled eyes and challenging him. He grinned and moved faster, his face bright red. He looked down at me shaking breasts before running is thumb over one of my nipples. I was quite sure that I was dying an extremely pleasant and euphoric death. Each movement sent me over the edge, to the point of absolutely no return.

"You like that?" he growled in my ear, his boyish hair matted to his forhead with sweat.

"Oh god yes fuck me harder please." I whined, the filthy thoughts in my head spewing forth.

"This hard?" he asked, speeding up.

"Fuck me like a Nazi-killer!" I screamed, digging my nails into my shoulder.

He gritted his teeth before pushing into me as quickly as possible. I threw back my head, screaming loudly as I neared my climax. Suddenly, everything was over as every muscle in my body tensed and my walls clamped around Donny. He grunted before shuddering and releasing himself inside of me.

He collapsed next to me and I rolled over and rested my head on his slick chest, breathing hard.

As I closed my eyes I smiled happily. No, beyond happily. I had finally conquered what I wanted. Now all I had to do was keep my prize.