Benefits
Title: Benefits - Just Talking
Characters: C/DG, possibly everyone else eventually
Timeline: Post eclipse (half a year-ish?)
Genre: Romance/Comedy
Rating: M!!!
Disclaimer: I don’t own Tin Man
Summary: DG proposes a change to the dynamic of her relationship with the Tin Man. Adding a few...benefits...to their friendship
A/N: This is rated M for a reason, dears. A no-strings-attached awesome-good-time kind of reason. You’re welcome.
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DG tilted her head at the scene playing out before her. It made her…antsy.
For what was most definitely not the first time that night, her eyes slid to the man next to her. He observed the scene before them with something akin to a grimace on his face, though most thought this to be his usual countenance.
“A picture lasts longer, Kid.”
She fought a smile at his dry tone.
“Yeah but it probably wouldn’t capture the entirety of your hatred for weddings like the grinding of your teeth does right now.”
He sat back, sighing through his nose and letting his eyes slide to hers and his lips show the slightest upturn.
“I don’t hate them,” he mumbled, looking back at the crowd. DG looked too. She saw the multitude of couples dancing, laughing, and drinking together and felt another pang of…ansty-ness. “But there’s just something about them…”
DG finished his sentence without thinking.
“That makes you want to lock yourself in a room with someone to do unspeakable things for hours until you have to be a Princess again?”
There was an awkward pause.
DG blinked and realized what she said. She glanced at Cain to see him no longer grinding his teeth together, but looking at her with both of his eyebrows trying to become close friends with his hairline. He looked adorably alarmed.
“Not…exactly…where I was going with that.” DG grimaced and shrugged one shoulder, looking down at her sparkly shoes. “…and I’m not so sure about the ‘hours’ time limit either…”
DG’s forehead scrunched together as her eyes flashed up at the Tin Man incredulously. It took her a second to get it.
And then she couldn’t stop laughing.
Even the Tin Man chuckled a bit at his own joke. But when she couldn’t stop her hysterics after a minute, he shook his head at her with a rare smile.
“I didn’t think it was that funny…”
“You’re right.” She wiped at the corner of her eye. “I think you would have a very hard time wearing the gowns.”
That elicited a guffaw of laughter from him.
Their laughter died down after awhile and they continued to watch the crowd despite the growing elephant in the space between them. DG couldn’t believe she had found the courage to blurt out what she had and was pleasantly surprised by Cain’s ease of disarming a rather awkward moment.
Though she knew now that Cain was now focused on one topic and one topic alone as any man’s would be at the mention of sex: How to either extract himself from the situation if the female counterpart is undesirable, or if she is desirable, get said female counterpart to have said sex with him.
She decided to go about this in true DG fashion: head on, hoping for the best.
“You know if this happens,” she held up a hand casually as if she were weighing the options of a dinner choice. “…things might get awkward.” Cain turned his head towards her. “Or they might not,” she said with a shrug.
“What?”
She stared at him. He seemed oblivious.
“The…the locked in a room thing?”
“Oh.” He blinked and almost reared back in surprise. “Oh! You meant with…” he trailed off as he shifted in his seat and looked away again for a moment.
“I thought you were just…”
“…talking?” she supplied quickly. She nodded and motioned vaguely again in an effort to keep it casual. “Yeah, well, I am…I mean. That’s what we’re doing right now.” Now she shifted in her seat. “Just…talking…”
He nodded absently, keeping his eyes on the people in the room. He let it sink in for a few moments.
“But you’d rather be…”
“Well…” she cut him off. “…in general…” she took a deep breath. “Yes. Not with anyone in particular, mind you. But…you’re here and…I…” she shook her head searching for the right words. “…trust you.” She could feel his eyes on her again. “And I think we could both be mature adults about it. And if things get weird, we say so and it ends.”
She finished in a rush but managed to bite the bullet and meet his eyes again. His eyes searched hers for sincerity and studied her in general all at once. He opened his mouth to say something but his brow furrowed instead. He took another breath but he tilted his head and slowly deflated. DG knew the signs.
“You can say no, you know. I would completely understand…”
That seemed to snap him out of it. He shook his head minutely.
“No, I…I…” He stopped himself from stuttering like a fool and took a deep breath. “I don’t know.” He looked to the side. “I guess you need to clarify your intentions. I’m not sure if you’re asking what I think you’re asking.”
Right. How to…Fuck it.
“I love having you as a friend. And I would hate to jeopardize that in any way. But I’m also horny out of my mind and it’s not just because of this wedding.” She paused to catch her breath and watch as Cain struggled to close his mouth and swallow the lump in his throat. “And I suspect you’ve been having similar issues,” she could no longer maintain eye contact. “So if you’re up for it…I propose that we have a…no strings attached…type relationship. So we can get…things…out of our system.” At his lack of immediate response she felt compelled to keep going. “Quickly. And conveniently. And…” She was out of ideas.
“Discreetly?” he supplied, though he still seemed to be thinking hard. “How would this not be changing our relationship?”
He’s actually considering this! Go for broke?
“We’re still friends but we can also fuck each other’s brains out until we’re satisfied.” That brought his eyes back to hers. “Just no lovey-dovey, doting stuff.” She briefly pictured dating Cain but squashed the thought just as quickly. “And no kissing,” she added as an afterthought. “…on the mouth anyway.”
Cain made a face before puffing out his cheeks instead of sighing.
“Right,” he said to himself. “And I assume no one else will know about this but us?”
Her heart flipped over. Is he saying yes?
“Thaaaaat would be ideal.”
“And we can stop at any time?”
She felt like she was about to blast off of the bench they were sitting on.
“Including right now,” she nodded and tried to not squee and smile.
“Okay.”
“Okay?” Her all business façade was definitely fading.
“Okay.” He seemed almost surprised with himself. Then he was shaking his head. “What are we waiting for?”
She smiled, making a nervous yet excited sound at the same time.
“Just like that?” she couldn’t stop herself from asking. He gave her an amused smile. “I mean…I’m just…oh who am I kidding!” She stood abruptly. “Let’s go!”
She turned and walked towards the hallway leading towards their rooms but stopped and turned back only to bump into his chest. She made a surprised noise but tried to not let his sudden closeness phase her, and the knowledge that they’ll be this close sans clothes soon. She looked up into his face, almost seeing him for the first time.
Right. No phasing.
“One day, I’ll ask why you so easily agreed, but right now, I don’t care.” They turned and continued toward the hallway together. “We need to hurry.”
“Agreed. Whose room?”
“Who cares!?”
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A/N: Hello Boys and Girls!! Long time, no write. (BUT I’M A COLLEGE GRADUATE NOW AND HAVE SOME KICK-ASS MADE OF WIN FREE TIME!?!1!!#!!!!!!ONE1!!!!) XD
This has been niggling at me for awhile. And is also another dangerous WIP project for me…But it’s the holidays and I figured this would be the perfect holiday treat! Also, from now on should be a legitimately ‘Rated M’ type of chapter…sorry this one was just setting the tone so to speak, but writing naughty chapters on Christmas just seemed….well…naughty ;)
Characters: C/DG, possibly everyone else eventually
Timeline: Post eclipse (half a year-ish?)
Genre: Romance/Comedy
Rating: M!!!
Disclaimer: I don’t own Tin Man
Summary: DG proposes a change to the dynamic of her relationship with the Tin Man. Adding a few...benefits...to their friendship
A/N: This is rated M for a reason, dears. A no-strings-attached awesome-good-time kind of reason. You’re welcome.
TMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTM
DG tilted her head at the scene playing out before her. It made her…antsy.
For what was most definitely not the first time that night, her eyes slid to the man next to her. He observed the scene before them with something akin to a grimace on his face, though most thought this to be his usual countenance.
“A picture lasts longer, Kid.”
She fought a smile at his dry tone.
“Yeah but it probably wouldn’t capture the entirety of your hatred for weddings like the grinding of your teeth does right now.”
He sat back, sighing through his nose and letting his eyes slide to hers and his lips show the slightest upturn.
“I don’t hate them,” he mumbled, looking back at the crowd. DG looked too. She saw the multitude of couples dancing, laughing, and drinking together and felt another pang of…ansty-ness. “But there’s just something about them…”
DG finished his sentence without thinking.
“That makes you want to lock yourself in a room with someone to do unspeakable things for hours until you have to be a Princess again?”
There was an awkward pause.
DG blinked and realized what she said. She glanced at Cain to see him no longer grinding his teeth together, but looking at her with both of his eyebrows trying to become close friends with his hairline. He looked adorably alarmed.
“Not…exactly…where I was going with that.” DG grimaced and shrugged one shoulder, looking down at her sparkly shoes. “…and I’m not so sure about the ‘hours’ time limit either…”
DG’s forehead scrunched together as her eyes flashed up at the Tin Man incredulously. It took her a second to get it.
And then she couldn’t stop laughing.
Even the Tin Man chuckled a bit at his own joke. But when she couldn’t stop her hysterics after a minute, he shook his head at her with a rare smile.
“I didn’t think it was that funny…”
“You’re right.” She wiped at the corner of her eye. “I think you would have a very hard time wearing the gowns.”
That elicited a guffaw of laughter from him.
Their laughter died down after awhile and they continued to watch the crowd despite the growing elephant in the space between them. DG couldn’t believe she had found the courage to blurt out what she had and was pleasantly surprised by Cain’s ease of disarming a rather awkward moment.
Though she knew now that Cain was now focused on one topic and one topic alone as any man’s would be at the mention of sex: How to either extract himself from the situation if the female counterpart is undesirable, or if she is desirable, get said female counterpart to have said sex with him.
She decided to go about this in true DG fashion: head on, hoping for the best.
“You know if this happens,” she held up a hand casually as if she were weighing the options of a dinner choice. “…things might get awkward.” Cain turned his head towards her. “Or they might not,” she said with a shrug.
“What?”
She stared at him. He seemed oblivious.
“The…the locked in a room thing?”
“Oh.” He blinked and almost reared back in surprise. “Oh! You meant with…” he trailed off as he shifted in his seat and looked away again for a moment.
“I thought you were just…”
“…talking?” she supplied quickly. She nodded and motioned vaguely again in an effort to keep it casual. “Yeah, well, I am…I mean. That’s what we’re doing right now.” Now she shifted in her seat. “Just…talking…”
He nodded absently, keeping his eyes on the people in the room. He let it sink in for a few moments.
“But you’d rather be…”
“Well…” she cut him off. “…in general…” she took a deep breath. “Yes. Not with anyone in particular, mind you. But…you’re here and…I…” she shook her head searching for the right words. “…trust you.” She could feel his eyes on her again. “And I think we could both be mature adults about it. And if things get weird, we say so and it ends.”
She finished in a rush but managed to bite the bullet and meet his eyes again. His eyes searched hers for sincerity and studied her in general all at once. He opened his mouth to say something but his brow furrowed instead. He took another breath but he tilted his head and slowly deflated. DG knew the signs.
“You can say no, you know. I would completely understand…”
That seemed to snap him out of it. He shook his head minutely.
“No, I…I…” He stopped himself from stuttering like a fool and took a deep breath. “I don’t know.” He looked to the side. “I guess you need to clarify your intentions. I’m not sure if you’re asking what I think you’re asking.”
Right. How to…Fuck it.
“I love having you as a friend. And I would hate to jeopardize that in any way. But I’m also horny out of my mind and it’s not just because of this wedding.” She paused to catch her breath and watch as Cain struggled to close his mouth and swallow the lump in his throat. “And I suspect you’ve been having similar issues,” she could no longer maintain eye contact. “So if you’re up for it…I propose that we have a…no strings attached…type relationship. So we can get…things…out of our system.” At his lack of immediate response she felt compelled to keep going. “Quickly. And conveniently. And…” She was out of ideas.
“Discreetly?” he supplied, though he still seemed to be thinking hard. “How would this not be changing our relationship?”
He’s actually considering this! Go for broke?
“We’re still friends but we can also fuck each other’s brains out until we’re satisfied.” That brought his eyes back to hers. “Just no lovey-dovey, doting stuff.” She briefly pictured dating Cain but squashed the thought just as quickly. “And no kissing,” she added as an afterthought. “…on the mouth anyway.”
Cain made a face before puffing out his cheeks instead of sighing.
“Right,” he said to himself. “And I assume no one else will know about this but us?”
Her heart flipped over. Is he saying yes?
“Thaaaaat would be ideal.”
“And we can stop at any time?”
She felt like she was about to blast off of the bench they were sitting on.
“Including right now,” she nodded and tried to not squee and smile.
“Okay.”
“Okay?” Her all business façade was definitely fading.
“Okay.” He seemed almost surprised with himself. Then he was shaking his head. “What are we waiting for?”
She smiled, making a nervous yet excited sound at the same time.
“Just like that?” she couldn’t stop herself from asking. He gave her an amused smile. “I mean…I’m just…oh who am I kidding!” She stood abruptly. “Let’s go!”
She turned and walked towards the hallway leading towards their rooms but stopped and turned back only to bump into his chest. She made a surprised noise but tried to not let his sudden closeness phase her, and the knowledge that they’ll be this close sans clothes soon. She looked up into his face, almost seeing him for the first time.
Right. No phasing.
“One day, I’ll ask why you so easily agreed, but right now, I don’t care.” They turned and continued toward the hallway together. “We need to hurry.”
“Agreed. Whose room?”
“Who cares!?”
TMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTM
A/N: Hello Boys and Girls!! Long time, no write. (BUT I’M A COLLEGE GRADUATE NOW AND HAVE SOME KICK-ASS MADE OF WIN FREE TIME!?!1!!#!!!!!!ONE1!!!!) XD
This has been niggling at me for awhile. And is also another dangerous WIP project for me…But it’s the holidays and I figured this would be the perfect holiday treat! Also, from now on should be a legitimately ‘Rated M’ type of chapter…sorry this one was just setting the tone so to speak, but writing naughty chapters on Christmas just seemed….well…naughty ;)