CHAPTER 75

A SAILOR FILLED WITH ENERGY

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"Alright, tell me, how was it?" Dianna asked Jason on the phone, anxious to find out what he decided.

"Like I imagined, Captain Lindell gave me a few options to finish my enlistment. Become an Operations Chief, coach the Green Team, help with the training of the Navy from other countries allied to the States… consult to other agencies…" he closed one eye while he talked on the phone, walking to his truck parked in the parking lot.

"Other agencies? Like the FBI? CIA even?" Dianna was excited about that prospect.

"That, and other ones in other countries. They need people to train and consult for them. I'd still be a Chief, I just wouldn't be team leader or operate" he explained, distractedly opening his car.

"That sounds fun. When do you have to answer him?" she asked, lazily painting her toe nails while she talked with Jason on the speaker.

Jason stopped in front of his car right before entering, then looked back at the building at Base.

"Huh. I already gave him my answer" he said, not feeling too comfortable about his decision right now.

"Oh? What did you decide?" Dianna stopped painting her nails.

"Huh. Ops Chief" he mumbled, a little embarrassed.

There were a couple of seconds of silence on the phone.

"Oh. Okay" Dianna frowned, confused. "That's great. I mean, you'd be traveling less, for sure" she said, not sure about what to say. "Why… huh. Did you choose that?" Dianna had to ask, because she just wasn't understanding.

She knew what an Operations Chief did, and she thought it must be boring as hell to just follow the op, assist the team, and never leave that dark room. Many people liked it, but she'd hate it, and she was pretty sure Jason would never choose that. Apparently she was wrong.

Jason crossed his arms, leaning on the car.

"That's… what, like, almost all the retired team leaders do" he explained, suddenly very insecure.

Another silence.

"But… is that what you want to do? What do the other team leaders do? The ones who don't become Ops Chiefs" Dianna instigated Jason to think about what he was choosing.

"They… coach the Green Team. But. You know. I'm not sure I'd have the patience" he shrugged, even though Dianna couldn't see him. She kept quiet again, and Jason bit repeatedly, looking at the building where Lindell's office was.

"Jason, you know you're a lot more uneasy than most team leaders. You operated for longer than any other, I think. So… what do you feel like doing?" she asked, affectionately.

"I don't know. If I choose something else, people may think I'm going backwards, Dianna. Some of those options are performed by people with inferior rank than mine" he tried to explain to a civilian how rank and pride worked in the Navy, suddenly feeling a lot more secure with his choice again.

"Look. You can change your mind before starting, right?" Dianna asked, but Jason just 'u-hum' quietly on the phone. "You can also try that and then change your mind and choose something else later on, right?" she insisted, and Jason just 'u-hum' again. She sighed, he wouldn't say much now. "Are you going home or coming here now?"

"I'm going home, I need to get change. I'm still in my fatigues, but we can have dinner-"

"Cerby misses you" Dianna quickly said. "We could talk here for a while, then I could cook for you. Maybe something with chimichurri" she suggested, not sounding seductive at all.

"Oh. Ok. Sure. I'll just get changed real quick, I'll get a bag of clothes then. Sleep over, right?" he suggested, very seductively.

Dianna grumbled to herself, Jason was so unaware sometimes. And she wasn't in the mood to remind him how she loved him in his uniform. She was very aware she was a frog hog by now. But at least she was an exclusive frog hog. One-frogman frog hog.

"You know what, I'll go see you in your apartment then, we can chat while you get your bag. Cerby can stay here meanwhile, he's playing with his toy" she stood up and put on flip flops, already getting her car key.

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"Hey. You're fast" Jason chuckled while getting out of his car. Dianna was parking hers at the same time that he arrived.

"I live close. Shall we?" she gestured for him to open the door of his apartment, and he nodded.

Jason opened the door, then threw his car key on his kitchen table, raising the back of his pants a little. He slimmed down a bit in J-Bad, like it usually happens.

"So, Lindell said I could start on Monday" he raised his eyebrows and turned, only to find Dianna standing really close to him, with sassy eyes. So he just shut up.

"Interesting" she said calmly, and looked at him up and down, and Jason's dick twitched immediately. "Are there any options where you wouldn't wear fatigues?" she purred like a cat, gently pushing him back, to his bedroom.

"I… don't even remember the options" he admitted, nervously chuckling and bumping into the shelving unit between bedroom and kitchen, but Dianna continued pushing him backwards, with her hands on his chest and shoulders.

"Green Team coach" she reminded him, and he finally reached the bed and sat on it, obedient, looking at Dianna with wide eyes. "Training other sailors overseas" she smiled and hunched and kissed his neck, softly biting it. Jason closed his eyes, feeling goosebumps. Dianna stood up and took off her sweater, casual, then started to open her pants. "Ops chief" she said it with a slightly bored voice, and Jason's head twitched to the side. "Consultant for other agencies" she slightly smiled and licked her lips, taking off her pants, and Jason licked his lips too, then watched while Dianna opened his camouflage pants.

"So many options, Jason" she said, affectionately, and took off her bra, and Jason's erection now was pulsating hard, but he was just sitting on the edge of the bed, with his hands on each side, waiting to see what she wanted to do with him. Obediently waiting.

"You're highly requested" she took off her panties and quickly straddled Jason, and he finally reacted, holding her buttocks and squeezing them. But he was still serious. "You life is filled with possibilities" she stated, and lazily grazed her clit and core on the tip of his member, making Jason gasp loudly.

"You think?" he asked, truly wanting her opinion on the subject, but if she just wanted to ride him in silence he would be fine with that as well.

"U-hum" she hummed while she sloooowly sat on Jason's erection, so slowly that he unconsciously raised his hips a little to thrust up, making Dianna smile with his eagerness. "You should imagine yourself in the scenarios, Jason" she mumbled in his ear, biting his earlobe.

"Yeah" Jason slowly squeezed her buttocks again, a little harder than Dianna was expecting. But she loved it. And Jason loved to hear her choppy moan in his ear.

Dianna started to move in waves, slowly, against Jason, and he pulled her closer with one hand on her back. Dianna was loving to feel his rough uniform against her skin.

"I can imagine one scenario" he said, breathing hard, with his lips against hers. She hummed, waiting for an answer. "Me arriving home and being welcomed by you like this" he admitted, and Dianna moved faster, loving his idea.

Especially because of one detail.

"My home or your home?" she casually asked, hearing Jason's quiet moans getting louder.

"Any home" he explained, dangerously smiling, and Dianna sped up the pace again. "Any place with four walls and a door. And a roof" he chuckled, then kissed her passionately and buried his fingers on her butt and waist. "So I can come in, close the door and fuck your brains out" he dangerously said, and Dianna smiled against his lips.

"There are four walls, a door and a roof here. Do it" Dianna teased, and Jason's pupils dilated to the limit.

He immediately grabbed her by the butt and turned with her, laying her on the bed, and slid her on the bed pulling her by the thighs, so she was perfectly aligned with the edge of the bed. Just a liiiittle lower than Jason's crotch, though. But that's what he wanted.

When Jason heard Dianna giggling after he pulled her legs, he felt Bravo One taking over. He was laser-focused, and lifted Dianna's hips and pushed inside of her, fast, but feeling her core twitch hard and massage his erection in a delicious way.

"What are you laughing at? Huh?" he teased, and Dianna's sassy smile immediately vanished, she had hunger in her eyes, because he was touching the perfect spot inside of her. She was moaning in agony already, and Jason thrust fast into her, but not as fast as he wanted. He had to last.

"Is this what you wanted, Dianna? A frogman fucking you hard?" he asked with a dangerous smile, and Dianna was squirming her legs and blinking, already on the edge, while she watched the huge guy that she loved smiling with his face cut, fucking her in his camouflage service uniform.

"No" she managed to tease him back, and his smile vanished. "My frogman" she said, sassy, and Jason opened a wide smile, not cute at all. He sped up the pace, forgetting his initial idea. He could have another round after this one.

But Dianna came only a few seconds after he smiled, crying out and squirming her legs and back, while Jason firmly held her and stopped moving. It caught him off guard, but he loved it. So as soon as she opened her eyes, Jason lowered her hips again and took off the shirt of his fatigues. He was feeling hot and wanted to feel Dianna's body against his. Now.

So he crawled on the bed with her in his arms, so they were laid in the middle of it, and resumed his thrusting, this time releasing his weight on her, while Dianna disheveled his hair and smiled, happy as fuck.

"So much energy. If you become an Ops Chief, how will you release it?" she teased, and Jason shook his head.

"Now I don't know if you want me to be an Ops Chief or not" he admitted, amused, while relentlessly fucking his sassy froghog.

"I want you to be happy. No matter what you choose" she said affectionate, and Jason swallowed, looking into her eyes. "Besides, sex is always better when we're happy" she chuckled, and Jason shook his head, amused.

"Fuck, Dianna. Yes it is. I'm happier when you're with me" he was panting and kissed her passionately once more. "And I'm glad you're about to come and wrap me up like a fucking vacuum" he playfully said, thrusting hard and fast.

"I'm close, Jason" she admitted, releasing high-pitched moans that were driving Jason insane.

"Oh my dear God" his voice came out shaky and he moved faster, feeling her clench all over his erection.

"I'm. Oh" Dianna felt pure agony, a delicious one, and pulled Jason's hair and scratched his back. "Just" she could barely say, and felt a shock wave throughout her body when she reached her orgasm, a very powerful one, that made her release a choppy loud moan.

Jason came at the same time as her, exploding in agony and huskily groaning as he emptied himself inside of her.

"Definitely… you'll always be Bravo One" Dianna said, breathless, and feeling her heart beat off her chest. Jason blinked, smiling, then his smile turned to a smirk.

Maybe Dianna was right.

He was just wondering if he'd always be Bravo One just while having sex, or…

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"You should see if you can buy an Airstream" Dianna suggested, while keeping her face on Jason's chest and her leg over his. She was lazily grazing her fingers on his stomach while he recovered from 'round one'.

Jason pouted, still looking at the ceiling and caressing Dianna's hair.

"I couldn't keep this apartment, that's for sure. If I moved into the Airstream…" he said, pensive.

"Are you doing math in your head?" Dianna asked, caressing his lower stomach now.

"Yes" he chuckled, unaware of how turned on Dianna was with that. "I'd have to check how much it costs now. But I don't know, if something happens, almost my entire salary would be attached to the Airstream. I'd have to sell it" he explained, gesturing with his hand, still looking up.

"Almost, you said" she reminded him, softly kissing his chest.

"Almost" he smiled, suddenly thinking that maybe it was possible to live in an Airstream. Be a little impulsive with his money, just like Dianna was. "I don't know if I could live in such a small space, though. I mean" he stopped talking, imagining his life.

"You'd also be spending time in my place, you could keep things and clothes there. It'd be easier" she suggested, kissing Jason's torso while his mind was occupied with the thought about the Airstream.

"True. But you'd come on roadtrips with me" he looked down at Dianna, only to see her softly kissing, licking and biting his chest. He swallowed, suddenly feeling those great sensations.

"I would. You'd have to make room for my clothes and shoes" she looked up at him, biting his nipple, and Jason was nauseated with desire now. He was still wearing his camouflage pants, all stretched on the bed. Dianna was still naked.

"I… sure. But I don't think you'd need many options of outfits during a road trip, Dianna" he lectured, smiling and licking his lips.

"And bathing suits" she reminded him, casual, raising her eyebrows. Jason's eyes darkened. "By the way, tonight would be a perfect night to use the jacuzzi. It's not windy anymore" she reminded him.

"It would… yeah" he slightly smiled, gently caressing her back and hair. Dianna was laid on her stomach, on top of Jason's torso and leg.

"And you should take your time deciding what you want to do, Jason" she frowned, a little irritated with Lindell's pressure on him to decide so fast.

"I know. Right?" he opened his arms, finally someone agreed with him. "I mean. It's a career change" he was feeling indignant now.

"It is" she was irritated too, but also anxious, and something had to be done. "But you know what I was thinking" Dianna murmured, not taking her eyes off Jason. He swallowed when she raised her torso and straddled his thigh.

"What" he murmured, hypnotized by Dianna flipping her hair to the side, very casual.

Dianna started to slowly grind her clit against Jason's camouflage pants, still staring at him. Jason swallowed hard, shocked.

"That you should rotate" Dianna stated, serious, caressing Jason's inguinal crease.

Jason opened his mouth and didn't move an inch, gazing from Dianna's face to his leg being lazily rubbed.

"What do you think?" she asked quietly, still serious.

Dianna wasn't sounding seductive, but she didn't need to. Jason had never seen anything as sexy as what she was doing right now, even her hair was all voluminous and disheveled, enticing him even more. Well, maybe when she was kissing him the first time and started to grind her core on his bulge, still wearing pants. Jason noticed Dianna has a certain MO.

"About" he almost whispered, he didn't want to disturb her or make her stop.

Dianna smirked at him, sassy, and lowered her face to kiss Jason, still grinding on his thigh, slowly. And he finally did something, holding her face and gently squeezing her breast.

"You should rotate between these positions. Train with the Green Team, let's say, for a week" she explained her idea after she stopped their kiss. Then she raised her torso again and gently moved her hand to his bulge, just to make sure he was hard. Jason blinked, a bit offended that she felt the need to check that. Of course he'd be hard as steel by now.

"Ok" he slowly nodded, trying to pay attention to her suggestion while he watched Dianna opening his pants and lowering them, releasing his erection. But still grinding.

"Then you could travel overseas to train other sailors" she continued, then raised a finger. "Just one week is probably enough, right?" she asked.

"It is" he answered, giving her a crooked smile that melted Dianna completely.

"So. One week there" Dianna licked her lips and he did the same, then she knelt on the bed with her legs around both his legs, and Jason helped her lower his pants to his thighs. And when he did that, he felt she got the fabric of his pants wet, a lot.

"Jesus, Dianna" he was stunned by how much he wanted her right now. She sat on his erection and both of them moaned in unison.

"And another week as an Ops Chief" Dianna smiled with Jason's reaction, then started to move slowly, up and in circles, grinding her clit on Jason a lot. She was already close, thanks to the rough fabric of his uniform.

"Yes" he was agreeing to anything she suggested by now. And moaning a lot, too.

"And then you could consult for the FBI, like I did, and do, sometimes" she tried to sound casual, but Jason had a feeling Dianna had a favorite option, and smiled. "You could assist during operations. You're not a detective, but you would do great helping them plan the tactics" she raised a shoulder, moving faster, and Jason felt her twitch and pulsate so hard around his erection that he squirmed his legs.

"Sure, I could try that. But I love being in the Navy, Dianna" he had to remind her, because he was afraid she was already planning his job as a civilian, before the end of his enlistment.

"I know. Were you thinking of retiring after your two-year enlistment ended?" she asked, curious. She thought he'd renew his pledge to the flag.

"I… don't know. That's what most people do. They retire from operating, then become Ops Chief or Green Team coach until the end of the enlistment. Then retire" he explained, then loudly grunted because Dianna started to move fast and in waves.

"You're not most people, Jason" she raised her eyebrows, cocky, and Jason smiled at her, cocky too. "You're Jason Hayes. Captain America" she kissed his ass, he's thinking too small.

He didn't really like the nickname the sailors gave him years ago, but he loved hearing Dianna call him that, so he dangerously smiled, squeezing her thighs. The fact that she was riding him fast might had something to do with that too.

"You can choose to do whatever you want now" she continued to inflate his ego, and it was working incredibly well. Jason was groaning and squirming his legs in agony, close to his orgasm, but so was she. "And do you know the best part?" she raised her eyebrows, sassy.

"What? Huh?" he asked, still dangerously smiling. He was so close, he could barely ratiocinate.

"You can always go back to Bravo" she moved faster and harder, and made both of them come at the same time, crying out in unison.

Jason was feeling his heart race and his erection slowly deflate while he emptied himself and processed Dianna's words.

He hoped he didn't make the wrong choice. Because he'd feel embarrassed to admit such a ridiculous mistake.

But, for now, he was feeling incredibly happy and relaxed.

He just didn't know if it was because he left Bravo or because Dianna was sitting on him and catching her breath, smiling, with her cheeks blushed.

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