Legerdemain
Category: Tin Man
Rating: M
Pairing: Cain/DG
Summary: He should have known better then to walk into this without a full nights sleep, but here he was and he couldn't very well walk out now. He figured at this point he was fairly well involved.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Tin Man.
Legerdemain- Part 2
His eyes flashed at the challenge and he picked her up off the ground. “You’re too damn sassy.” Tossing her on the bed he moved between her legs and unfastened her pants before she could sit up.
“Not for you.” She stated.
He tore his holster off and crawled over her. He caught her lips in a searing kiss and ground his hips into hers before answering. “No, not for me.”
She threw her head back and arched up into him sharply. Her hands began yanking at his shirt as he tangled his hand in her hair. Holding her still he trailed his lips down her throat, licking and nipping as he went. Deeg let out a sharp breath as her hands went clumsy and desperate. The sound of tearing reached his ears and he realized she’d accidently torn a few of his buttons off as she tried to get his shirt out of his pants. Apparently they weren’t going to be taking their time about this. The kid was literally ripping his clothes off and he could feel his own arousal spiraling out of control.
Something in him roared to life all at once, something he hadn’t had contact with in longer than he could remember, and he clutched at her. No sooner had he gotten a grip on her than she flipped them, dislodging his hands. Suddenly, she was on top of him and kissing him hotly as she straddled him. Growling at getting bested by her yet again he grabbed the back of her neck and forced her to bend down to his level. Nipping at his lip in retribution had his eyes snapping fully open. Spotting the challenge in her he rolled them again so he was over her.
When she glared up at him he laughed softly into her mouth. “Tryin’ to get the high ground?” She rolled her leg in an effort to get on top of him again but this time he was ready. He threw his body against hers and won out easily, he simply had a weight advantage, and even with the training the headcase had given her she wouldn’t win out, not with him ready to counter. She tried to throw him over again and he simply absorbed the energy she expended with practiced ease. Not wanting to fight with her anymore, and seeing she was set on just that, he tried to diffuse her. “Enough.” He ran his hand over her side gently, wanting to get her out of this mindset and into a better one. He was all for seeing this through, but there was no need to be combative about it. “I refuse to fight with you anymore tonight.”
When she opened her mouth to volley back he hushed her again, fighting back his baser instincts so he could focus on what he really wanted. Stretching out he pulled her against him gently, settling beside her so they were on even ground, thinking the physical shift would help motivate a mental one as well. Slipping one arm below her he tugged her closer and began to kiss her the way he had been wanting to for so long now. He managed to pull a moan out of her and he tightened his hold on her incrementally as her arms went around his shoulders. As soon as he felt her responding the way he wanted his free hand went up and he started to stroke her hair back out of her face. Her breath caught in her throat and he nuzzled at her cheek gently with his as he kissed the side of her mouth, her eyelids, and her nose.
Just when he was getting her settled into an easy pattern of touching and affection she surged in his arms a second time. He grunted in surprise as she got the rest of his shirt loose and then figured going against her instincts right now was a bit like fighting a travel storm. There was no way to do it and she’d throw him wherever the hell she felt like. Taking this, and her, for what it was, he allowed her to set the pace she wanted this time. Maybe after the first time he’d manage to get his way about this. Besides, it wasn’t like he wasn’t getting what he wanted too.
“Dead set on getting’ your way tonight aren’t you?” He asked with some amusement and no little exasperation.
Her only answer was a hot kiss and he supposed at least her aggression had vanished, some of it at any rate. Lowering the arm he had around her he pulled her over him before sitting them up. DG took advantage of the change in position immediately. Reaching out she shoved his shirt down his shoulders and he helped her, shrugging out of the garment. As he was tossing the fabric away her face lowered to the base of his neck and she kissed and nipped at his skin. Groaning in approval he ran his hands over her back encouragingly, reveling in the contact. No one had touched him like this in so long it had his head spinning like mad.
When she lifted her face away from him he kissed her deeply as he took hold of the bottom of her shirt and tugged it up in question. She lifted her arms up over her head at once and allowed him to take the top off. As soon as her skin was exposed he ran his hands over it lightly, marveling in how soft it was as his sense of touch went nearly out of control. He was sure the girl had no idea what he was experiencing at this moment, she was caught up in her own sensations, but he was close to overloading. It wasn’t only the knowledge of where this was going either, it was simply the newness of it, or possibly the renewing of what he knew was supposed to be normal. This was by far and away the longest he had been in contact with anyone in over a decade. The most he had touched anyone since she let him loose was when he hugged either the kid or his son. This was so much more that his mind was reeling.
“Kid.” He groaned softly.
“That’s not my name.” She said breathily, but he detected a hint of desperation in her voice as she went back to kissing his chest, her body going taught even as she loved on him.
Cursing himself for that misstep he grabbed her neck and pulled her face back up so he could kiss her again. “DG.” He corrected when they broke apart. He said her name again as he twisted and laid them back on the bed. “My DG.”
A little breath left her at that territorial pronouncement and she ran the flats of her hands down his chest and abdomen until she reached his pants. As she struggled with the fastening he reached behind her shoulders. It took him a moment to work out this odd corset she was wearing, but he got it after a little bit of a struggle. They finished at about the same time; he figured getting pants open from the opposite direction she was used to was what threw her, that or the lust. Leaning his head down he kissed her shoulder as he moved the strap off. When it was loose Deeg rolled to her knees and slipped off the bed. Realizing what she was doing he got up after her and grabbed at her trousers as she let the corset fall to the floor. It only took a few sharp tugs to get the rest of her clothing off and she didn’t even give him a chance to admire her before returning the favor.
As soon as they were both naked she was pressed up against him and kissing him hungrily. Twisting them around he laid her back on the bed. A shiver ran all the way down her as he crawled over her and she clutched at him, finding his lips with hers. Kissing her hard he reached down and spread her legs as he murmured her name again. He couldn’t wait for this and it had been so long for him his entire body was screaming for him to take her as her hips cradled his, and he could feel the heat rolling off her. He needed her, right now. Deeg kissed him back eagerly and he thrust inside her quickly, feeling like every good sensation possible was hitting him all at once. She let out a pained cry at the same time he felt himself shove roughly past a barrier he had assumed wasn’t there. He froze immediately, his mind doing confused back flips and scrambling in a panic as he realized what had happened in a flash. The kid bucked under him in an effort to escape the pain and he moved his arm down to hold her still. Guilt, surprise, and worry hit him hard enough for him to regain control of his own body as everything grinded to a halt.
“Stop movin’.” He said roughly, his state getting the better of his normally controlled tone. This was not the way this should have happened at all. Frustrated anger over her latest stunt tried to take over, but he pushed it down, pushed everything down. Loosing his temper wasn’t going to help and he knew she was hurting and most likely half scared out of her wits over the way this was going. He had been anything but gentle with her and hadn’t even tried to prepare her for this. He’d taken no time getting her ready at all. Hell, this hadn’t been gentle or slow. He was so caught up with her, and the pace she set, that the thought of slowing down hadn’t crossed his mind for more than a second or two. The idea that she might still be a virgin had never entered his thoughts at all. Internally he cursed viciously at this whole situation. Externally he began to assuage her, as strained as his voice was, as he tried to focus on anything but how tight and hot she was. “It’s okay. Be still for me.”
She whimpered unhappily and he pulled out of her carefully. Her legs clenched around his waist and he felt her go stiff. He was sure she was afraid he was going to push back in and hurt her again. He ran his hand down her side as he moved off her. “Easy, Darlin’. Just be easy.” She let out a short breath as her legs curled up against her body. Cupping her face he kissed her gently as the entire atmosphere around them shifted dramatically. Her whole body was quivering and he wanted to calm her down and reassure her.
For the first time in a long time he saw panic in her eyes. “I’m sorry.”
Scolding her was hardly going to help at this point. “It’s okay.” He slipped his hand between her legs and she tried to wiggle away from him. “Everything’s fine. Be still.”
“It hurts.” She responded, her voice nothing but a mortified whisper, and he figured her plotting had nastily and royally backfired on her. He rather wished this had happened at a different time and in an utterly different sort of situation, but she’d hardly asked his opinion on the matter.
“I’m goin’ to make it stop.” He promised soothingly as he started to rub her carefully. A few moments later and her breath caught in her throat. Cradling her against his side he continued to stroke her as he found her lips, taking the reaction as a positive sign. After a minute she started to relax against him. Her hands came up to rest on his chest and her body started to loosen up. “Better?”
She nodded and pressed her face into his shoulder, avoiding his eyes at all costs. Slowly, he dipped a finger inside her and she hissed at the intrusion. Dipping his head he kissed her again, trying to distract her from the discomfort. This was going to hurt regardless of how gentle he was. It had hardly helped that he’d already broken through her barrier, and roughly on top of it. “I know.” He cooed at her. “Try to relax. It’ll stop soon.”
Her arms wrapped around his shoulders at his promise and she kissed him even as she shook. She started to respond to him at a snails pace but she did eventually start to loosen up. He continued to kiss her as he pressed another finger inside of her and she shuddered. When she let out a breathy moan he felt a bit better about the entire situation. “That’s my girl.” He whispered into her ear. “Come for me.”
Her inner muscles began to clamp around his fingers and he stretched his thumb out to hit her clit. Deeg went stiff in a rush as a sharp cry fell from her lips. He kept her on her high as long as he could and her nails dug into his upper arms. He let the slight stinging pain wash over him and it got him further under control, not that he needed much help after the fright she’d given him. When she started to go limp he kissed her like she was water and he was dying of thirst, and she clutched at him. When her legs started to inch up around his hips he caught one and slid it back down.
As soon as the girl realized he was stopping them from moving forward she whispered his name. “Wyatt?” Her voice was laced with confused embarrassment.
“Shhh.” He ran his hand over her side gently, wanting to get her calmed down. This was supposed to be a reassuring experience, something that bound them together, it wasn’t supposed to be desperate, or confrontational, or painful. “A little at a time, Darlin’. You don’t have to rush headlong into everything.”
She panted as she stared up at him in the darkness. After a moment she spoke. “If I don’t rush you won’t move. You’ll just stand on the ledge forever waiting for something to happen.”
“I think you’ve successfully pushed me over the edge, DG.” His hand slid up to her jaw and he leaned his head down to kiss her cheek. “Do you think we can slow down now that I’m in free fall?”
Something wary passed over her that had him on alert again. He wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take without loosing his mind. “If you think I’m throwing you a rope to escape with you’re out of your tin plated mind.”
Despite himself he almost laughed. There was no rope, magical or otherwise, that stood a chance of foiling her plans for him. He saw that well enough. He kissed her again, shifting her so she was cradled against him. “I’m not goin’ anywhere, but that was a bit of information I could have used before we started this.” She flushed and looked away from him, loosing her nerve. Catching her face he turned her back to him and kissed her gently. “Now why wouldn’t you have mentioned that?”
“Ledge.” She muttered.
He really had no idea what to do with her. “You keep throwing me, Deeg.” He murmured as he kissed her carefully. “You’ve got to stop. I didn’t want to hurt you or scare you, but I can’t do right by you if you’re keepin’ secrets and runnin’ me in circles on purpose.”
“It was going to hurt anyway.” She said.
He let out a breath. “It wasn’t supposed to be like that.” He wasn’t going to be out stubborned at this point, not about this. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine.” She said quietly, still avoiding his eyes.
He wasn’t buying that for a second. Twisting his head he found her gaze and held it steadily. It didn’t take her more than a second to start to squirm and he knew, for the first time all night, he could actually pin her to something. The kid ran headlong and full force at anything that scared her so she wouldn’t have to think about it. Blasting into it simply let the whole thing happen and she could deal with the repercussions later. She watched him warily as he studied her and he was suddenly struck by the wish that she had come with some sort of users manual. He supposed it was a bit late to send her back to the factory and get a new version that came with paperwork. He was rather fond of her odd little quirks at this point, no matter how crazy they drove him.
With a mental acknowledgement of doting fondness he shifted so he was half over her and propped himself up on his elbow. She went stiff again and he hushed her. “Relax, DG. I’m not goin’ to do anything you don’t want me to do.”
Despite her nervousness, and now that he knew it was there it was easy enough to see, she got sassy again. “I think it’s pretty obvious what I want you to do.”
Suddenly feeling as if he were the one in control he raised an eyebrow. “Deeg, you don’t have the first clue what it is you’re after.”
She flew back into the offensive in a flash, but this time she didn’t manage to send him scattered to the four winds. “Just because I’ve never-“ He cut her off with a kiss and her words trailed off in a disjointed mumble that quickly turned into a moan as he settled his hand back between her legs.
He lifted his head as he began to rub her up again and her breathing hitched hard. “I do admire your dedicated persistence in trying to get it though.”
Her hands clutched at his biceps and she whimpered, this time in a good way. “Cain.”
“It’s Wyatt, DG.”
“Yes-“ She agreed breathlessly as she started to squirm.
“Say it then.” He coaxed encouragingly as she started to tense up.
“I-“
“That’s not my name, Deeg. It starts with a different letter.” The sudden turning of tables had him near to giddy. He couldn’t remember a time with her that he was sure he had the upper hand, figuratively of course. Even as he considered that might not make him the nicest man in the O.Z. he thought he was owed a little something after her surprise.
“Wyatt, please!” She nearly wailed and he smirked as he dipped his head down to nip at her neck. When she pleaded again he gave into her, figuring he could tease her more later. Dipping one of his fingers inside her he crooked it up to find that spongy spot inside her while he continued to tease her clit with his thumb. She unraveled so fast he barely managed to hang onto her as she jerked below him. Staying with her gamely he tickled the inside of her until her body gave out on her.
Wiping his hand on the sheet as she recovered he watched her with avid interest. When those cornflower eyes of hers fluttered back open the flush that was covering her from her orgasm only deepened as she caught him staring. Taking pity on her he lowered his head and kissed her deeply. Her hands came up and ran up over his shoulders and to his back. Going slowly he coaxed her lips open and tangled his tongue with hers, mimicking what he wanted to do with other parts of her. She moaned into him and he shifted a little, pressing closer to her. Nipping at her lip he retreated entirely so he could talk. “Do you want to try this again?” He asked quietly.
For the first time all night she seemed at a loss for words, nodding slightly. Smiling, he cupped her face for a moment, kissing her sweetly. When he bumped his nose against hers, wanting some sort of verbal agreement, he saw her gulp a little and lick her lips. “Nervous.” She whispered so softly he barely heard her.
“We can stop.” He managed to say and mean, despite the near agonizing pain he was in from the lust and want she’d made him feel so strongly. “That’s okay if it’s what you want.”
“I don’t want to stop.” Her voice dropped again. “But I’m nervous.”
He kissed her again, long and slow. “You have to let me take care of you this time. Stop fightin’ me for a little while and trust me.”
“I do trust you.” She said with such honest conviction that he wondered why they kept butting heads.
He was physically restraining himself from dying he was sure, but he had to know something. “Why won’t you let me see it then?”
Reaching up she grabbed his face and pulled it down to hers so their lips were just barely brushing. “I’m not sure how else to show you.” She murmured against him, her voice low and strained.
Good point. He’d give her this one. Pressing down the few centimeters separating them he kissed her again and nudged her legs apart carefully. After a brief moment of hesitation she spread her legs open for him and he crooned at her reassuringly. “I promise I’ll make you feel all kinds of good. Just relax and let me take care of you this time.” She nodded again and kissed him. He returned it gently as he eased carefully inside her. She was silent this time, but he could see the discomfort in her face all the same. Scrabbling for control he curled his toes against the blankets as he slid fully inside her. Muttering a low curse under his breath he set his forehead against hers and moved his arms so he was holding her as he kept himself up. DG quivered below him and her fingers dug into his back, sending a slight sting through him. “Okay?” He managed.
“It still hurts, but not as bad.”
He nodded and kissed her, fighting to stay still. “Give it a minute and it’ll stop.”
She nodded again and he kissed her. He was thankful it didn’t take her long to relax below him, her hands unclenching as one of her legs crooked up on its own, because he honestly wasn’t sure how much more he could take. Keeping his lips against hers he began to rock his hips into hers slowly. Her breath caught quietly but she didn’t ask him to stop or show more than minimal discomfort. A few minutes later and he knew there was nothing on her mind but pleasure. She was letting out soft hitching breaths as he moved and running her hands over him encouragingly. Letting out a choked little laugh he kissed her hard and increased his pace. Small noises began to fall from her and he moved one of his arms down to grab at her hip.
As much as he wanted to draw this out he simply wasn’t going to be able to this time. He was amazed he’d made it this long without loosing control, but he was nearing his end. Long lost sensations began to get the better of him and he simply couldn’t fight it off much longer. Extending his thumb he shifted his hips enough to for him to touch her center and she jerked under him hard. He began to mutter encouragements into her ear, urging her forward as a tidal wave began to wash over him. He lost his pace all at once, his hand jerking against his will, and she let out a strangled cry as she went stiff all over. The last of his worries gone with her release he let himself go. White-hot pleasure tore through him and he pressed into her as deeply as he could as he was bowled over.
Loosing all track of time he shook over her, clutching at her hip as they pressed against one another. Sensations other than mind-blowing wonderful began to penetrate his fogged mind slowly. He felt his heart beating hard in his ears and his breathing come out in short, labored pants. He felt new scratch marks on his back where the kid had marked him as she lost her own mind. He felt her warm, slick body below him as she lay slumped and spent trying to regain her own senses, and smelled the lust and sex rolling off both of them. Kissing her languidly he rolled off her and collapsed on the mattress next to her, barely managing to tug the blanket over them before going still. DG twisted with obvious effort and tucked herself against him, using his shoulder as her pillow. Crooking his arm around her he went still as her breathing evened out and she drifted off to sleep against him. He supposed, given the circumstances, they were going to have to talk about this in the morning when she felt better. He glanced down at the top of her head sleepily. Yeah, she was going to send him spinning off the edge again. No doubt about that.
Author Note: Yay! So many nice reviews! I missed you guys too! I forgot how much fun it was to write I’ve been so busy. I feel much better about life now ;)
Rating: M
Pairing: Cain/DG
Summary: He should have known better then to walk into this without a full nights sleep, but here he was and he couldn't very well walk out now. He figured at this point he was fairly well involved.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Tin Man.
Legerdemain- Part 2
His eyes flashed at the challenge and he picked her up off the ground. “You’re too damn sassy.” Tossing her on the bed he moved between her legs and unfastened her pants before she could sit up.
“Not for you.” She stated.
He tore his holster off and crawled over her. He caught her lips in a searing kiss and ground his hips into hers before answering. “No, not for me.”
She threw her head back and arched up into him sharply. Her hands began yanking at his shirt as he tangled his hand in her hair. Holding her still he trailed his lips down her throat, licking and nipping as he went. Deeg let out a sharp breath as her hands went clumsy and desperate. The sound of tearing reached his ears and he realized she’d accidently torn a few of his buttons off as she tried to get his shirt out of his pants. Apparently they weren’t going to be taking their time about this. The kid was literally ripping his clothes off and he could feel his own arousal spiraling out of control.
Something in him roared to life all at once, something he hadn’t had contact with in longer than he could remember, and he clutched at her. No sooner had he gotten a grip on her than she flipped them, dislodging his hands. Suddenly, she was on top of him and kissing him hotly as she straddled him. Growling at getting bested by her yet again he grabbed the back of her neck and forced her to bend down to his level. Nipping at his lip in retribution had his eyes snapping fully open. Spotting the challenge in her he rolled them again so he was over her.
When she glared up at him he laughed softly into her mouth. “Tryin’ to get the high ground?” She rolled her leg in an effort to get on top of him again but this time he was ready. He threw his body against hers and won out easily, he simply had a weight advantage, and even with the training the headcase had given her she wouldn’t win out, not with him ready to counter. She tried to throw him over again and he simply absorbed the energy she expended with practiced ease. Not wanting to fight with her anymore, and seeing she was set on just that, he tried to diffuse her. “Enough.” He ran his hand over her side gently, wanting to get her out of this mindset and into a better one. He was all for seeing this through, but there was no need to be combative about it. “I refuse to fight with you anymore tonight.”
When she opened her mouth to volley back he hushed her again, fighting back his baser instincts so he could focus on what he really wanted. Stretching out he pulled her against him gently, settling beside her so they were on even ground, thinking the physical shift would help motivate a mental one as well. Slipping one arm below her he tugged her closer and began to kiss her the way he had been wanting to for so long now. He managed to pull a moan out of her and he tightened his hold on her incrementally as her arms went around his shoulders. As soon as he felt her responding the way he wanted his free hand went up and he started to stroke her hair back out of her face. Her breath caught in her throat and he nuzzled at her cheek gently with his as he kissed the side of her mouth, her eyelids, and her nose.
Just when he was getting her settled into an easy pattern of touching and affection she surged in his arms a second time. He grunted in surprise as she got the rest of his shirt loose and then figured going against her instincts right now was a bit like fighting a travel storm. There was no way to do it and she’d throw him wherever the hell she felt like. Taking this, and her, for what it was, he allowed her to set the pace she wanted this time. Maybe after the first time he’d manage to get his way about this. Besides, it wasn’t like he wasn’t getting what he wanted too.
“Dead set on getting’ your way tonight aren’t you?” He asked with some amusement and no little exasperation.
Her only answer was a hot kiss and he supposed at least her aggression had vanished, some of it at any rate. Lowering the arm he had around her he pulled her over him before sitting them up. DG took advantage of the change in position immediately. Reaching out she shoved his shirt down his shoulders and he helped her, shrugging out of the garment. As he was tossing the fabric away her face lowered to the base of his neck and she kissed and nipped at his skin. Groaning in approval he ran his hands over her back encouragingly, reveling in the contact. No one had touched him like this in so long it had his head spinning like mad.
When she lifted her face away from him he kissed her deeply as he took hold of the bottom of her shirt and tugged it up in question. She lifted her arms up over her head at once and allowed him to take the top off. As soon as her skin was exposed he ran his hands over it lightly, marveling in how soft it was as his sense of touch went nearly out of control. He was sure the girl had no idea what he was experiencing at this moment, she was caught up in her own sensations, but he was close to overloading. It wasn’t only the knowledge of where this was going either, it was simply the newness of it, or possibly the renewing of what he knew was supposed to be normal. This was by far and away the longest he had been in contact with anyone in over a decade. The most he had touched anyone since she let him loose was when he hugged either the kid or his son. This was so much more that his mind was reeling.
“Kid.” He groaned softly.
“That’s not my name.” She said breathily, but he detected a hint of desperation in her voice as she went back to kissing his chest, her body going taught even as she loved on him.
Cursing himself for that misstep he grabbed her neck and pulled her face back up so he could kiss her again. “DG.” He corrected when they broke apart. He said her name again as he twisted and laid them back on the bed. “My DG.”
A little breath left her at that territorial pronouncement and she ran the flats of her hands down his chest and abdomen until she reached his pants. As she struggled with the fastening he reached behind her shoulders. It took him a moment to work out this odd corset she was wearing, but he got it after a little bit of a struggle. They finished at about the same time; he figured getting pants open from the opposite direction she was used to was what threw her, that or the lust. Leaning his head down he kissed her shoulder as he moved the strap off. When it was loose Deeg rolled to her knees and slipped off the bed. Realizing what she was doing he got up after her and grabbed at her trousers as she let the corset fall to the floor. It only took a few sharp tugs to get the rest of her clothing off and she didn’t even give him a chance to admire her before returning the favor.
As soon as they were both naked she was pressed up against him and kissing him hungrily. Twisting them around he laid her back on the bed. A shiver ran all the way down her as he crawled over her and she clutched at him, finding his lips with hers. Kissing her hard he reached down and spread her legs as he murmured her name again. He couldn’t wait for this and it had been so long for him his entire body was screaming for him to take her as her hips cradled his, and he could feel the heat rolling off her. He needed her, right now. Deeg kissed him back eagerly and he thrust inside her quickly, feeling like every good sensation possible was hitting him all at once. She let out a pained cry at the same time he felt himself shove roughly past a barrier he had assumed wasn’t there. He froze immediately, his mind doing confused back flips and scrambling in a panic as he realized what had happened in a flash. The kid bucked under him in an effort to escape the pain and he moved his arm down to hold her still. Guilt, surprise, and worry hit him hard enough for him to regain control of his own body as everything grinded to a halt.
“Stop movin’.” He said roughly, his state getting the better of his normally controlled tone. This was not the way this should have happened at all. Frustrated anger over her latest stunt tried to take over, but he pushed it down, pushed everything down. Loosing his temper wasn’t going to help and he knew she was hurting and most likely half scared out of her wits over the way this was going. He had been anything but gentle with her and hadn’t even tried to prepare her for this. He’d taken no time getting her ready at all. Hell, this hadn’t been gentle or slow. He was so caught up with her, and the pace she set, that the thought of slowing down hadn’t crossed his mind for more than a second or two. The idea that she might still be a virgin had never entered his thoughts at all. Internally he cursed viciously at this whole situation. Externally he began to assuage her, as strained as his voice was, as he tried to focus on anything but how tight and hot she was. “It’s okay. Be still for me.”
She whimpered unhappily and he pulled out of her carefully. Her legs clenched around his waist and he felt her go stiff. He was sure she was afraid he was going to push back in and hurt her again. He ran his hand down her side as he moved off her. “Easy, Darlin’. Just be easy.” She let out a short breath as her legs curled up against her body. Cupping her face he kissed her gently as the entire atmosphere around them shifted dramatically. Her whole body was quivering and he wanted to calm her down and reassure her.
For the first time in a long time he saw panic in her eyes. “I’m sorry.”
Scolding her was hardly going to help at this point. “It’s okay.” He slipped his hand between her legs and she tried to wiggle away from him. “Everything’s fine. Be still.”
“It hurts.” She responded, her voice nothing but a mortified whisper, and he figured her plotting had nastily and royally backfired on her. He rather wished this had happened at a different time and in an utterly different sort of situation, but she’d hardly asked his opinion on the matter.
“I’m goin’ to make it stop.” He promised soothingly as he started to rub her carefully. A few moments later and her breath caught in her throat. Cradling her against his side he continued to stroke her as he found her lips, taking the reaction as a positive sign. After a minute she started to relax against him. Her hands came up to rest on his chest and her body started to loosen up. “Better?”
She nodded and pressed her face into his shoulder, avoiding his eyes at all costs. Slowly, he dipped a finger inside her and she hissed at the intrusion. Dipping his head he kissed her again, trying to distract her from the discomfort. This was going to hurt regardless of how gentle he was. It had hardly helped that he’d already broken through her barrier, and roughly on top of it. “I know.” He cooed at her. “Try to relax. It’ll stop soon.”
Her arms wrapped around his shoulders at his promise and she kissed him even as she shook. She started to respond to him at a snails pace but she did eventually start to loosen up. He continued to kiss her as he pressed another finger inside of her and she shuddered. When she let out a breathy moan he felt a bit better about the entire situation. “That’s my girl.” He whispered into her ear. “Come for me.”
Her inner muscles began to clamp around his fingers and he stretched his thumb out to hit her clit. Deeg went stiff in a rush as a sharp cry fell from her lips. He kept her on her high as long as he could and her nails dug into his upper arms. He let the slight stinging pain wash over him and it got him further under control, not that he needed much help after the fright she’d given him. When she started to go limp he kissed her like she was water and he was dying of thirst, and she clutched at him. When her legs started to inch up around his hips he caught one and slid it back down.
As soon as the girl realized he was stopping them from moving forward she whispered his name. “Wyatt?” Her voice was laced with confused embarrassment.
“Shhh.” He ran his hand over her side gently, wanting to get her calmed down. This was supposed to be a reassuring experience, something that bound them together, it wasn’t supposed to be desperate, or confrontational, or painful. “A little at a time, Darlin’. You don’t have to rush headlong into everything.”
She panted as she stared up at him in the darkness. After a moment she spoke. “If I don’t rush you won’t move. You’ll just stand on the ledge forever waiting for something to happen.”
“I think you’ve successfully pushed me over the edge, DG.” His hand slid up to her jaw and he leaned his head down to kiss her cheek. “Do you think we can slow down now that I’m in free fall?”
Something wary passed over her that had him on alert again. He wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take without loosing his mind. “If you think I’m throwing you a rope to escape with you’re out of your tin plated mind.”
Despite himself he almost laughed. There was no rope, magical or otherwise, that stood a chance of foiling her plans for him. He saw that well enough. He kissed her again, shifting her so she was cradled against him. “I’m not goin’ anywhere, but that was a bit of information I could have used before we started this.” She flushed and looked away from him, loosing her nerve. Catching her face he turned her back to him and kissed her gently. “Now why wouldn’t you have mentioned that?”
“Ledge.” She muttered.
He really had no idea what to do with her. “You keep throwing me, Deeg.” He murmured as he kissed her carefully. “You’ve got to stop. I didn’t want to hurt you or scare you, but I can’t do right by you if you’re keepin’ secrets and runnin’ me in circles on purpose.”
“It was going to hurt anyway.” She said.
He let out a breath. “It wasn’t supposed to be like that.” He wasn’t going to be out stubborned at this point, not about this. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine.” She said quietly, still avoiding his eyes.
He wasn’t buying that for a second. Twisting his head he found her gaze and held it steadily. It didn’t take her more than a second to start to squirm and he knew, for the first time all night, he could actually pin her to something. The kid ran headlong and full force at anything that scared her so she wouldn’t have to think about it. Blasting into it simply let the whole thing happen and she could deal with the repercussions later. She watched him warily as he studied her and he was suddenly struck by the wish that she had come with some sort of users manual. He supposed it was a bit late to send her back to the factory and get a new version that came with paperwork. He was rather fond of her odd little quirks at this point, no matter how crazy they drove him.
With a mental acknowledgement of doting fondness he shifted so he was half over her and propped himself up on his elbow. She went stiff again and he hushed her. “Relax, DG. I’m not goin’ to do anything you don’t want me to do.”
Despite her nervousness, and now that he knew it was there it was easy enough to see, she got sassy again. “I think it’s pretty obvious what I want you to do.”
Suddenly feeling as if he were the one in control he raised an eyebrow. “Deeg, you don’t have the first clue what it is you’re after.”
She flew back into the offensive in a flash, but this time she didn’t manage to send him scattered to the four winds. “Just because I’ve never-“ He cut her off with a kiss and her words trailed off in a disjointed mumble that quickly turned into a moan as he settled his hand back between her legs.
He lifted his head as he began to rub her up again and her breathing hitched hard. “I do admire your dedicated persistence in trying to get it though.”
Her hands clutched at his biceps and she whimpered, this time in a good way. “Cain.”
“It’s Wyatt, DG.”
“Yes-“ She agreed breathlessly as she started to squirm.
“Say it then.” He coaxed encouragingly as she started to tense up.
“I-“
“That’s not my name, Deeg. It starts with a different letter.” The sudden turning of tables had him near to giddy. He couldn’t remember a time with her that he was sure he had the upper hand, figuratively of course. Even as he considered that might not make him the nicest man in the O.Z. he thought he was owed a little something after her surprise.
“Wyatt, please!” She nearly wailed and he smirked as he dipped his head down to nip at her neck. When she pleaded again he gave into her, figuring he could tease her more later. Dipping one of his fingers inside her he crooked it up to find that spongy spot inside her while he continued to tease her clit with his thumb. She unraveled so fast he barely managed to hang onto her as she jerked below him. Staying with her gamely he tickled the inside of her until her body gave out on her.
Wiping his hand on the sheet as she recovered he watched her with avid interest. When those cornflower eyes of hers fluttered back open the flush that was covering her from her orgasm only deepened as she caught him staring. Taking pity on her he lowered his head and kissed her deeply. Her hands came up and ran up over his shoulders and to his back. Going slowly he coaxed her lips open and tangled his tongue with hers, mimicking what he wanted to do with other parts of her. She moaned into him and he shifted a little, pressing closer to her. Nipping at her lip he retreated entirely so he could talk. “Do you want to try this again?” He asked quietly.
For the first time all night she seemed at a loss for words, nodding slightly. Smiling, he cupped her face for a moment, kissing her sweetly. When he bumped his nose against hers, wanting some sort of verbal agreement, he saw her gulp a little and lick her lips. “Nervous.” She whispered so softly he barely heard her.
“We can stop.” He managed to say and mean, despite the near agonizing pain he was in from the lust and want she’d made him feel so strongly. “That’s okay if it’s what you want.”
“I don’t want to stop.” Her voice dropped again. “But I’m nervous.”
He kissed her again, long and slow. “You have to let me take care of you this time. Stop fightin’ me for a little while and trust me.”
“I do trust you.” She said with such honest conviction that he wondered why they kept butting heads.
He was physically restraining himself from dying he was sure, but he had to know something. “Why won’t you let me see it then?”
Reaching up she grabbed his face and pulled it down to hers so their lips were just barely brushing. “I’m not sure how else to show you.” She murmured against him, her voice low and strained.
Good point. He’d give her this one. Pressing down the few centimeters separating them he kissed her again and nudged her legs apart carefully. After a brief moment of hesitation she spread her legs open for him and he crooned at her reassuringly. “I promise I’ll make you feel all kinds of good. Just relax and let me take care of you this time.” She nodded again and kissed him. He returned it gently as he eased carefully inside her. She was silent this time, but he could see the discomfort in her face all the same. Scrabbling for control he curled his toes against the blankets as he slid fully inside her. Muttering a low curse under his breath he set his forehead against hers and moved his arms so he was holding her as he kept himself up. DG quivered below him and her fingers dug into his back, sending a slight sting through him. “Okay?” He managed.
“It still hurts, but not as bad.”
He nodded and kissed her, fighting to stay still. “Give it a minute and it’ll stop.”
She nodded again and he kissed her. He was thankful it didn’t take her long to relax below him, her hands unclenching as one of her legs crooked up on its own, because he honestly wasn’t sure how much more he could take. Keeping his lips against hers he began to rock his hips into hers slowly. Her breath caught quietly but she didn’t ask him to stop or show more than minimal discomfort. A few minutes later and he knew there was nothing on her mind but pleasure. She was letting out soft hitching breaths as he moved and running her hands over him encouragingly. Letting out a choked little laugh he kissed her hard and increased his pace. Small noises began to fall from her and he moved one of his arms down to grab at her hip.
As much as he wanted to draw this out he simply wasn’t going to be able to this time. He was amazed he’d made it this long without loosing control, but he was nearing his end. Long lost sensations began to get the better of him and he simply couldn’t fight it off much longer. Extending his thumb he shifted his hips enough to for him to touch her center and she jerked under him hard. He began to mutter encouragements into her ear, urging her forward as a tidal wave began to wash over him. He lost his pace all at once, his hand jerking against his will, and she let out a strangled cry as she went stiff all over. The last of his worries gone with her release he let himself go. White-hot pleasure tore through him and he pressed into her as deeply as he could as he was bowled over.
Loosing all track of time he shook over her, clutching at her hip as they pressed against one another. Sensations other than mind-blowing wonderful began to penetrate his fogged mind slowly. He felt his heart beating hard in his ears and his breathing come out in short, labored pants. He felt new scratch marks on his back where the kid had marked him as she lost her own mind. He felt her warm, slick body below him as she lay slumped and spent trying to regain her own senses, and smelled the lust and sex rolling off both of them. Kissing her languidly he rolled off her and collapsed on the mattress next to her, barely managing to tug the blanket over them before going still. DG twisted with obvious effort and tucked herself against him, using his shoulder as her pillow. Crooking his arm around her he went still as her breathing evened out and she drifted off to sleep against him. He supposed, given the circumstances, they were going to have to talk about this in the morning when she felt better. He glanced down at the top of her head sleepily. Yeah, she was going to send him spinning off the edge again. No doubt about that.
Author Note: Yay! So many nice reviews! I missed you guys too! I forgot how much fun it was to write I’ve been so busy. I feel much better about life now ;)