Undercover (Yvonne+Donovan)

"Many, many things," he answered her as he laid another kiss on her forehead, smiling. "Should we head back?"

Yvonne nodded at him, accepting that tender gesture with a bright, soft smile. "Yes, we should. I really don't want your bed to pout at you", she tried to joke.

"How about I make it really jealous, tonight ?" he asked her playfully, as he kissed her neck.

Yvonne smiled bashfully as she turned her head away a bit. She didn't really find objections to that idea... and that almost caught her by surprise. But, after all, even if in the end he wasn't being serious... She felt as if she really needed this. She turned to him, leaving a light kiss on his neck, nuzzling it. "And let me guess... I am to be involved in this plan to make it jealous?"

"Only if you wish to. I don't want to force you to anything," he replied with a soft voice, as he held her a bit closer. His hand went through her hair, caressing it.

Yvonne rested her head on his chest. "I'm not being forced. I just want to ask... what exactly are you looking for, in this." She smiled up to him. "Don't worry. I don't have any pretences, I will be okay with any answer you'll give. But in all my experiences, I found out it is better to be honest since the beginning, to avoid misunderstandings in the future."

Donovan looked at her for a little while, before he answered with honesty. "I don't know. I really don't know," he said in a soft voice. I was the kind to fool around before, just for fun. Then I fell in love. And then I felt like dying. And now... there's you." He kissed her forehead, and just stayed there, with his lips pressed against her skin. "You soothed my pain, and I feel better by your side."

Yvonne just smiled softly as she listened at him, letting her eyes closing as she felt Donovan's lips on her forehead again. "I understand." She retreated a bit, to cup his cheeks with both her hands. "I will gladly continue to make you feel good at my side then. At the best I can." She kissed his lips, tenderly, gently cradling his face in her hands.

Donovan kissed her back once more. "Are you ok with this ? I mean... I don't really know how you feel towards the whole thing."

Yvonne smiled sweetly. "It has been a long time, since I met someone that made me feel good." Her lips trembled a bit. "It conforts me to believe that you understand me, and that you don't judge me. I don't know either where this will take us, but I surely have the best hopes about it."

Donovan smiled kindly. "So do I." He kissed her once again, then invited her to walk back to their car. "We should get back. It's getting a bit chill."

Yvonne nodded. She noticed then that she had goosebumps in fact, even though she had her jacket on. "Yes. Let's head back."

"Are you cold?" He asked her, as he took off his own jacket. "Let me help !"

Yvonne shook her head with vigour. "No no, please don't worry! It won't do if we both get cold! Let's just head to the car, ok?" She smiled at him then, a mischevious glint in her eyes. "Besides, you can warm me up in a far more pleasant way, when we will be back." She started to walk away.

Donovan whistled at her words, and put his jacket back on. He insisted on wrapping an arm around her though, until they went back to the car. "Oh, By the way, I didn't ask you when you'd like to leave next morning to the SPA ?"

"Oh, I didn't want to rush. And I thought I'd sleep a bit late for once", Yvonne chuckled as she felt Donovan's arm around her, "so I thought of leaving a bit late in the morning. Half past ten."

"Sounds perfect", said Donovan with a smile, as he opened the passenger's door for her.

"You like to sleep until late usually? Or are you an early morning person?" Yvonne asked curiously, taking her seat in the car, after thanking him for the gesture.

"I just have the feeling that I'd like to spend time in bed with you, tomorrow morning," he said with a smile. "I mean... if you're ok with me staying the whole night", he said as he entered the car on his side, and started the engine.

Yvonne chuckled. "What kind of cruel woman kicks someone out of her bed late at night?" She leant back on the seat. "I won't mind you spending the night in my room."

"Thanks," Donovan smiled at her, and drove them back to the base. He stopped for a moment in the car once parked, though. "I have one real question, however. Are you ok with us going to your room?"

Yvonne blinked at that. "Shouldn't I be ok with that? Or, do you want us to go to yours? I am ok with both options." She smiled cheekily. "If you are thinking of places outside a bedroom, I will have to deny you for now", she half joked.

Donovan smiled to her. "Well, of course. But let's go to you room, then. That ways you'll still be able to kick me out if you change your mind," he said playfully, as he got out of the car to open her door.

Yvonne stepped out of the car. "Suit yourself then. You'll be my guest." She smiled as her fingers caught Donovan's, holding them gently.

Donovan leaned towards her for another kiss, as he gently squizzed her hand. "I'll let you guide me, then ~"