A/N: I DO NOT own Inglourious Basterds, it is property of the magnificent Quentin Tarantino.
Captain Morgan
"Well lookey who's back." Aldo drawled as Donny and I walked up the stairs of the back porch where half the guys were sitting.
"I'll take that as a 'nice to see you'." I smiled before rushing forward to give Aldo a hug. Naturally I had missed him. Several of the guys exchanged looks before shrugging.
"Donny." Aldo nodded as I pulled away. Donny nodded back in return before walking forward and opening the door for me, despite the suitcases he carried.
As soon as we got inside I slammed the door before pushing him up against it and kissing him fiercely. We hadn't even touched each other in hours and all that time in the car had me antsy. I just wanted to get up there and rip off all his clothes before attacking him. Having him attack me would be even better.
Donny turned around switching spots and throwing me up against the door before hooking one of my legs around his waist and running his lips up my neck. Sex in the kitchen while the rest of the guys were outside on the other end of the door? That sounded beyond hot.
"In here?" I breathed, gasping as he bit down at the skin on the hollow of the base of my neck.
"Mmmm." he muttered before biting down on other areas of my neck, sucking on the skin.
"I've been needing you all day." I whispered, the whining, needy side of me coming out as it did whenever I got turned on around Donny.
"Is that so?" he chuckled, grazing my lips.
"Feel how wet I am." I sighed, grabbing his hand and moving it up the bottom of my dress. He slid it down the inside of my panties, inserting a finger quickly.
"Jesus you are. I am going to destroy your fucking cunt."
"Oh god I want-"
Someone cleared their throat, causing both of us to turn around and flush in alarm.
Standing at the entrance to the kitchen with an empty glass in his hand was Utivich, staring as his face flused bright red.
"Hey man." Donny took his hand out of my underwear before nondiscreetly pulling down my dress and turning around before picking up our luggage again and walking past him.
I looked down and straightened my dress before fixing my hat and smiling daintily. Working in the brothel I had done it all, and that included having sex in front of other guys, which was actually quite a rush. I would have no problem fucking Donny in front of the rest of the guys in the house. I grinned and made a note to talk to him about it before making my way up the stairs.
"Can I ask you something?"Annabelle said from my bed, where she was laying with her legs crossed in the air.
"What?" I looked behind me from my dresser. She was naked except for one of my shirts, which hung open and defeated the purpose, but damn it looked good. We'd been in the bedroom for the past three hours, and everytime I tried to leave the room she found a method of keeping me there.
"How many of the guys downstairs do you think would enjoy seeing someone else have sex?"
"What?" I turned around. She was looking up at the ceiling, waving her foot around nonchalantly.
"You heard me." she smirked.
I stood up before walking over to the bed, sitting down beside her and putting my feet up.
"So you're asking who would like watching someone fuck?"
"Yeah."
"Everybody. Except Utivich. Sometimes I kinda wonder about him."
She chuckled, before turning on her side, my shirt hugging the outline of her curves.
"Why are you asking?"
"Well...as you can imagine I've done a lot of not-so-vanilla things, and some of those were fucking in front of a crowd."
"Huh. So are we just having storytime here or is there a point to this?"
"....Would you fuck me in front of the guys?"
It wasn't even really the actual question that had me taken aback. It was the fact that I was thinking about it. When we were in Paris that night we had rough sex was the first time I'd even done anything like that to a girl. Now that I thought about it, Annabelle probably knew more things about sex than anything in the house, including Aldo. Maybe I could try new shit with her.
"Um...I guess. I dunno sounds weird but..."
"Trust me it's great. You didn't notice our little crowd the other day?'
I thought back. We had ended up having sex in front of the floor to ceiling window. In broad daylight. I hadn't worried about anyone watching during the time, but then again I had my back to the window.
"No I guess not. So how do we do this? Just go say who wants to watch us have sex?"
She threw back her head and laughed before inching a little bit closer to me.
"Actually all we have to do is start making out on the couch when all the guys are in there and one thing will lead to another. Or when the guys are in the kitchen we start fucking in the living room. It'll draw a crowd."
"Jesus. So what else have you done?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yeah I do actually. What all have I been missing?"
"Well, role playing is always fun of course. Then there's fucking in the rain. Fucking out in public. Fucking with food. Fucking to music. Fucking while making animal noises. Watching each other masturbate. Fucking with-"
"Woah slow down. Jesus I can't believe half that shit. So what's the weirdest thing you've ever done?"
"Remember Bridget Von Hammersmark's bodyguard at the Moulin Rouge?"
"Yeah."
"He was one of my clients. That's how I convinced him to let us in. He had a thing for horses."
"Horses?"
"Yeah. He liked to pretend to be a horse. He'd bring everything imaginable. Then he'd make me ride him,-and I mean that literally- and brush him and whip him. Everything you can think of that has to do with horses, he wanted me to do to him."
"That's....weird."
"It was fun though. He was a really nice guy. Except there was one night when he wanted me to stable cardboard hooves to his feet, and I absolutely said no."
I couldn't help but chuckle. She had seen it all, but it didn't seem to faze her.
"I have an idea." I put a hand on her waist.
"What's that?"
"Why don't you make a list, and as long as it doesn't cause me any pain we'll work our way down."
"That sounds like a fantastic idea. When do we get started?"
"How about now?"
"I bet you've never fucked a girl on the kitchen table."
"Nope."
"Than let's go."
