"Tin Man" FF, rated R.

2007-12-13T00:41:55Z

Title: Hers
Author: Reynards
Characters, Pairing: Cain/DG
Rating: R
Summary: Cain and DG admit and consummate their feelings in the woods.
Warning: 'Soft core' sex.
Disclaimer: Nada.
Word Count: 1494 (or so Microsoft Word claims).

Hers
By: reynards
Edited by: silverspiderm2

The wood held a fragrant scent as the sun began to set behind the horizon of the O.Z.'s snow capped mountains that stood hundreds of miles away from the Lake Country that DG had made her permanent home. The trees in the woody area had thick arms of leaves, so tightly knit that the last hour of sunlight played in splashes on the earth floor. These trees made up the grove behind the hedge maze at Fin Aqua, and were almost as magical the palace that sat nearby.

DG had wandered through these trees for the last few hours, with Cain sulking behind her in the shadows the foliage offered him. Never close enough to be paid any attention to, but never far enough to completely ignore. This distance, it seemed, was the new norm for the reinstated Tin Man. Set to the task of protecting DG, there were only a few nightly hours that the young woman was not in his sight.

And even then - in the realm of dreams - she haunted him. But there she wasn't the O.Z.'s beloved princess dressed in gossamer, stuffy frocks, instead she was the girl- no the woman- with whom he'd traveled with, dressed in her earthly attire of jeans and a jacket. There they were again equals, walking down the old road.

Yet, it was different then the reality of their first journey down the worn path. In his dreams they held hand, and neither Glitch nor Raw were in sight. There they were tender. He played with her lose raven locks, and she kissed him chastely on the cheek.

Theses dreams were not the erotic fantasies of a deprived mind and body, but were instead a kind of wishful thinking for Cain. At first he had hoped they'd turn to nothing but smut. Lust he could handle and wheedle from his brain and knock down the desire. Love was not so easily diminished and unlike infatuation, Raw knew it instantly. The lion-man had said nothing directly to Cain on the matter, but the man knew form the psychic's glances and smiles that Raw was aware of what laid in Cain's heart.

It didn't matter anyways. DG would wed a noble, rich man who would gain not only she, but the O.Z. as well. Then Cain would have to watch the wedding, then witness the birth of her blue-eyed children (it never occurred to him that DG’s children shouldn't have her eyes), and he would serve DG and her family until his bones became brittle and time collapsed his frame.

But even with the knowledge of future unhappiness, her light was addicting to him. DG’s presence was enough to state his hunger, her glances and smiles to make him momentarily happy.

As Cain followed the young woman through the forest, walking in those patched he found himself instinctively lurching forward as DG's foot caught on a root, her form falling in what seemed to be a slower pace to Cain. Gravity had taken it's hold on DG, even her magic didn't make her immune to this culprit.

He had caught her round her waist before she'd hit the ground, her body almost limp with surprise. A pregnant moment passed before either the Tin Man or the princess reacted or spoke. Their rhythmic breathing was in sync as DG straitened herself, her heart pounding in her ears. He was behind her now, on arm still around her middle. She turned around, facing him, looking up slowly, as if she were wrong to do so.

A pulsating warmth flowed through Cain, it's source her lithe form. The pair did nothing but look at one another, sapphires staring into sapphires. It was unspoken, bit in that moment Cain realized that D. had always known that he loved her. And in some way (perhaps it was how she had one of her hands flat against his arm, shaking?) he knew that he was not the only foolish lover in this coupling.

As silent as this pass of emotions between the two was the first embrace. Cain had only thought of touching his lips to hers before he felt the young woman push herself to her fullest height, on the balls of her feet, lightly kissing him.

It was like a static shock, except, instead of repelling the two it seemed to attach them. The kiss deepened as DG wrapped her arms around Cain's neck, and his grip around her wait became tighter, both arms around DG.

What had begun as chaste and saintly was rapidly becoming more heated as Cain's tongue brushed against DG’s lips, almost begging entrance. She complied, and as they explored the pulsating heat that encased the two seemed to intensify by a hundred fold.

DG's hands had moved now, running along Cain's muscled arms and chest, and now Cain's mouth had moved from DG's mouth to her face and neck (he'd had to pull at the high collar of her dress- the first five buttons had gone flying to the ground).

Somewhere amongst the branches a bird chirped and took off from a branch, the sound alien to the pair in their silent embrace. Awoken form this dizzying experience, Cain pushed himself back, putting DG a full arm's length away from him. He knew the bulge in his pants had started to harden by now, demanding that he take her in that very moment and place.

"I'm sorry-" he began, lost for words. Her cheeks were flushed, and lips almost bruised, her once prim coif now in a mess of curls as the hair comb had fallen almost at their start of embracing.

"I'm not," she said plainly, honestly. Cain opened his mouth to protest, phrases such as 'we can't', 'social classes', 'age difference' and 'protector' racing through his mind. . His eyes had become flat, all his ears of mastering the perfect clam façade being pushed to the limit. He felt nauseated, almost blinded. There was nothing more in the world he wanted more in that moment then to take her again.

“DG, I swore to always protect you”.

"Then protect me, Cain," DG began, "protect me by making me yours. Don't you understand? I don't give a damn about classes, age or what's ethical to others. Do you get it now? I can spell it out if you'd like," she went on, her sardonic lithe apparent in her voice, "I need you, and what's more I want you."

It was enough for Cain, with the light now gone DG stood out against the inky black, shining like a heavenly star.

Cain made the initial move this time, placing his hands on either sides of her face before he lowered his own to hers. Their lips met again, her ebony locks falling completely out of her bun as Cain's figures raked through it. They didn't ask permission to touch each other in new places this time, they took one another greedily, and soon Cain had her back against one of the trees, their desire to be physically close almost crushing. More buttons were lost from the front of DG’s gown as Cain's hand began to fondle her breasts causing DG to moan, her sex becoming warmer.

For a moment DG pulled back, and still looking him in the eyes, began to undo her dress, letting it fall to the ground. She'd never taken to the corsets her mother and Az wore, so she had only a white bra and thin underwear covering her alabaster body. She looked almost nervous, as if she was seeking Cain's approval.

He gave it as he lowered her to the ground, taking off the tin man uniform in record time, his cock almost painfully hard now as he kissed every inch of her. What seemed like blissful hours, but might have been mere minuets passed before DG’s knickers were thrown aside, both figures nude now. DG lay on the earth floor, Cain above her. For a moment they looked at each other, until DG obligingly spread her legs and Cain permeated into her intimate warmth.

She was pure ecstasy to him as he divulged deeper into her, crying out once a sound that may have been her name, or may have been simply the guttural utterance of euphoria. DG wrapped her legs around the tin man as they made love, gasping for breath as the waves of the zenith came.

The summer dawn was breaking over the mounts again, the light blinding to the freshly awoken O.Z. On a forest floor two figures lay nude upon a long coat, the woman still soundly asleep.

The man, however was awake. Cain held DG in his arms knowing that when the returned to Fin Aqua he would be a body guard again, her employee. However he also knew it was more then her person he protected now.

He had a heart again.

Hers.

Notes: While I do not claim to own any of the characters in this story, the plot of this little ficlet, as well as the original content are mine.
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"Tin Man" FF, rated R.