Tin Armor

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Title: Tin Armor
Author: FeistyFox
Rating: M
Pairing: DG/Cain
Summary: After the witch falls DG may need more than optimism to make it in the O.Z.

This story is in progress. I hope those of you who are reading it continue to do so!

Chapter 31

Disclaimer: I accidentally spilled coffee on David’s suit! Alas! We need to go to his house so he can change. This might take a while.

As he flicked the button of her pants open she tilted her head up at him. He was watching her with emotion radiating from his eyes. When he began to draw her jeans off her legs she found herself trembling slightly. She bit her lip trying to get her emotions under control. It wasn’t like they hadn’t done this before, but suddenly this was new and entirely different to her.

Once her pants hit the floor with a soft whoosh he moved back up her body pushing his shirt over her ribcage as he placed light kisses on her side. Sighing from the unhurried way his warm hands were moving over her she reached down for him. Maybe if she let herself sink into the sensation and taste of him she could stop thinking for a while. She tugged on his shoulders eager to have his mouth on hers.

Responding to her silent plea he continued to push the shirt up and she raised her arms as he removed it completely. Once it was out of the way he pressed his lips gently against hers. She pushed up intending to deepen the kiss only to have him draw away from her as soon as she did. “Wyatt.” She whined softly threading her fingers in his hair.

He hummed softly in response kissing her cheek with equal care before he rubbed his nose against the underside of her jaw. “Going to show you.” His hands continued to roam over her body as he sucked at her pulse point.

She gasped out a question before he could distract her any further. “Show me?”

He raised his head and kissed her in the same tender manner as he watched her eyes. His voice rolled over as he made her a promise. “What it means to have someone love you.” She began to tremble again, fighting her instinctive urge to run. But he’d said this didn’t mean he was going to go. His eyes dilated slightly and he rested his forehead on hers, his eyes analyzing her again. His hand came up to run through her hair as she clung to him a little apprehensively. “Will you let me show you?”

Taking a steadying breath she nodded. He smiled softly and stood up long enough to take off his own clothes before he returned to her mouth tracing her lips carefully with his tongue. Feeling a cross between lust and fear she moaned into his mouth and he flicked his tongue inside, tasting her slowly. It was almost as if he were savoring her. Breaking away he kissed the side of her mouth before he began to move down her neck. Soon his strategically placed kisses were being followed by gentle nips as he moved ever lower.

He’d always taken his time with her but this was driving her crazy. His mouth and hands were turning her into a quivering mess and he’d barely touched the parts of her that tended to drive her crazy. In fact he seemed to be avoiding them as he mapped her with his lips. He had her gasping his name nearly continuously as he moved down past her belly button and she suddenly realized his intentions. Trying to catch her breath at the very thought she clutched at the sheets as he looped his arm around her thigh and parted her legs before meeting her eyes.

Whimpering softly at that particular gleam in his eye he kissed her right above her curls. “Only a kiss you said?” She gripped the sheets tighter unable to get her brain to form actual words. She hadn’t thought he would take her teasing quite so literally. Then again this was Cain so- Her thought was cut short when he pressed his lips between her legs.

“Wyatt!” Her hips jerked up involuntarily when his tongue darted out to lick her folds. His grip on her tightened holding her in place as he took his time tasting her. Focused on his task he never let her get used to one sensation as he changed the pace and force behind his lips. Bringing her to the edge he lifted his head briefly so he could see her. “Ready to scream for me?”

She made an incoherent noise, turned on by the fact that his head was where it was, and he smirked lowering his head and latching onto her clit. He sucked hard and she arched at the sudden onslaught of sensation. She let out a shout, unable to help herself as he threw her into an orgasm. Rubbing her leg where he had been holding it he kissed his way back up her belly as she gasped. “You are so damn gorgeous, DG.”

The only thing she managed as he found her lips again was to wrap her wobbly legs over his thighs. He groaned and thrust into her before rolling them on their sides so one of her legs was trapped between his hip and the mattress. She cried out again falling over the edge a second time as spots exploded behind her eyes. The Tin Man growled as she clamped down around him with her inner muscles and the hand he had on her hip tightened as he held her hard against him.

Before she had come all the way down Cain had begun to move inside of her. She gripped his upper arms and buried her face in his neck as he drove her higher yet again. She moaned her entire body quivering. The arm he had between her and the blankets held her closer to him while he pressed inside of her. “Oh God, Wyatt, can’t.”

Shifting his hand slightly he positioned it so his thumb could brush her center. Hissing he speed up. “Yes you can. Come with me. One more time.” He grabbed her neck and forced her eyes up to his right before they fell apart together. Her body went stiff and she clutched at him her voice hoarse as she called to him yet again. He let out his own satisfied shout right before they collapsed together.

She wasn’t sure her heart would ever return to its resting rate after that. With a grunt of effort the Tin Man used his arm to roll them over so she was on his chest. She didn’t protest, because frankly, she wasn’t sure she could move. Cain’s hand snaked up to the back of her neck and tangled in her hair as he filled his lungs. She could hear his heart beating hard in his chest and was glad to know she wasn’t the only one that was still recovering.

“Ok…”

Cain grunted below her in question.

“Feeling the love.”

He snorted, his fingers running over her scalp. They lay quietly for a time before she regained control of her legs and stretched out carefully over the Tin Man’s body. Turning her head she caught sight of the scar on his shoulder and ran a finger over it carefully as she studied it. She heard him turn his head and laid her hand down flat over his shoulder. “You’re all kinds of brave aren’t you, Darlin’?”

She twisted her neck so she could see his face. She searched his blue eyes; she certainly didn’t feel brave after what had happened this morning. With the running away and all. “What are you talking about?“

“You said you were alone.” Her eyebrows came together and he kneaded the muscles in her neck as he watched her. “How afraid of us were you once you realized we weren’t going anywhere?”

Her eyes widened slightly, the soft glow of a moment ago diminishing. There was no way he could possibly have put that together. There was no way he could know how petrified she was that if she let up on the jokes, or the magic, or the world saving that they would realize how totally uninteresting she really was. Then they would all leave like everyone else. He was right; she had been terrified of them and the damage they were bound to cause her in the end. How could he possibly have known that?

“You let us in anyway.” He had been studying her face. “Why? Why would you do that when you thought we would all leave you?” She knew in that instant that while he may have understood why she was afraid he couldn’t understand why she had opened up so very easily with the history she had.

She hesitated thinking of a way to make him understand. “Why’d you let me in, Cain?” She felt him shift slightly below her as he cupped the back of her head. “Why’d you come back for me in Central City? You didn’t even know me.” His fingers tightened slightly. “I wasn’t the princess then. I was just some strange slipper that stumbled across you and managed to slow you down. Not to mention the fact that I yelled at you not two hours after you got out of that suit.”

She saw the flash of surprise wash over his eyes. “You saved me, DG.” Something in his eyes told her he wasn’t only talking about getting let out of the iron maiden.

“So? You think you three didn’t save me? How is it different?”

His lip quirked up. “The difference is that you somehow managed to sneak in the back door when I wasn’t looking.” Then he turned serious again. “You let me and the other two walk right in the front without so much as a knock.”

She pressed her lips together briefly. “You… you had defenses.” He raised an eyebrow. She looked away briefly. “How do you build a defense against dreams and your parents?”

He grunted and let his head fall back as he contemplated that. She let him think that over as she sat up. His eyes went back to her as she got off of him and slid toward the edge of the bed. His arm wrapped around her waist and tugged her back before her feet managed to swing over the edge. “Hey!” She giggled slightly as she thumped back against his chest.

“Where do you think you’re goin’?” She heard that teasing tone in his voice before he tickled her ribs and she flailed about laughing.

“I’ve had my way with you, Tin Man! Now I have other things to do!”

He growled indulgently wrapping her in a tight hug. “That’s how it is then? Take advantage of me and then leave me alone and naked in bed?”

“Weeeelll…next time I could leave you alone with your hat.”

She felt his arms tighten then he burst out laughing. He leaned in and kissed her, disbelief evident in his voice. “My hat?”

Rubbing against him she grinned impishly. “Fine, I’ll wear the hat then.”

“My hat?”

She snickered and pulled away again. “Don’t pretend that doesn’t intrigue you.” His eyes were shinning a little too brightly all of a sudden. “Now let me go. You got me all sticky.”

His hand ran over her back as she scooted away. “We’d best get you clean then.” She reached back and grabbed his hand pulling him after her into the bathroom. One very distracting bath later and they emerged clean but breathless back into the bedroom.

Magicking up some more clothes she swatted his hand playfully away. “You make it hard to focus on getting dressed.”

“You complainin’?”

She rolled her eyes as she slipped on her pants. “If I didn’t think Toto was going to kill me for skipping I would be encouraging you to keep me undressed for as long as possible. As it is I’m pretty sure I’m waylate.” She jerked her thumb at the door. “Do you want him to come knocking this time?”

Cain eyed the door then reached for his own pants. “I suppose some fresh air wouldn’t kill us.”

She grabbed the emerald off the table as she finished dressing. “Cool, cause I’m blaming you for making me late.”

He stopped buttoning up his shirt. “What?” His eyebrow was raised in a manner that clearly stated he didn’t think so. He should be happy she was warning him in advance.

“I have to blame someone!”

He rolled his eyes. “Haven’t you heard of personal responsibility?”

“Please. I’m a princess. I get to blame people now.”

“And you’ve chosen me because?”

“You’re handy?” He adjusted his holster as he watched her unblinkingly. She sighed dramatically. “You have a gun and can threaten him with it should he back sass you?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Why do you have to make everything so difficult? It’s not like I can tell him the truth.”

“I do not make things difficult.” As if.

“If that’s how you feel I’ll tell him I was late because you told me you loved me, I fled in fear, then came back and you made me orgasm three times. Does that sound better?”

He crossed his arms and glared at her. “If you think that you can bluff your way into blaming me-“

“Bluff?” She turned and opened the doors. “You wish.” She had no problem telling Toto that if it would get her out of trouble… And freak Cain out. That was an added bonus. Before she made it to the second set of doors she had been caught and pressed against the wall by an incredulous Tin Man.

“Are you out of your head?”

Flushed with victory she kissed his cheek. “What’s it gonna be?”

He glared down at her ignoring the sweet kiss. “Are you blackmailing me?”

She met his eyes, loving how frustrated she’d made him. “I am.”

He growled at her, straightening up to his full height in a ditch attempt to get her to back down. She just smiled serenely and ran her finger along the outer edge of his ear. His eyes flicked briefly and she felt him shudder before he grabbed her hand. “Trouble.”

She shrugged. “Through and through. And you said you weren’t going anywhere so you might as well get used to it.”

“You know it’s illegal to blackmail a Tin Man.”

“Once again-“ She pointed to herself. “Princess. I am the law baby.” He shook his head trying to find a way out of this. He open his mouth twice before sighing heavily and letting his head drop. “Awwww! Don’t look so sad! At least I’m your princess, right?”

He huffed as he raised his head. Reaching out he cupped her cheek. “Mine?” His blue eyes had gone from annoyed to questioning.

Nuzzling against his callused hand she smiled nervously. “Thought you knew.” It hadn’t occurred to her that she hadn’t told him that before. Cain was so good at reading her she had assumed he simply picked the thought from her mind. He smiled before leaning forward to cover her mouth with his. She moaned softly before he leaned back his eyes warm.

“So I’ll tell Toto you kept me from lessons because of a long, boring talk on security procedures.” He groaned as she slipped out from under his arm and practically skipped to the door. “You can totally make that crap up on the spot, with all your experience guarding the Mystic Man.”

“DG-“

“I think it’s an excellent lie.”

“You’ve got to be kid-“

“And you said I was bad at that!” She had a feeling she was going to pay for this latter but it was worth it.

“That’s because you are-“

They walked down the stairs. “And yet you’re going along with it.”

“You are blackmailing me-“

“So consider it a lesson in politics. Mother will be so proud.”

“I refuse to be used as lesson material in pol-“

She darted a glance at him. “You are better at teaching me other things.”

He spluttered and had he not been wearing his hat she was sure she would be able to see his pink ears. “That is not something we should be discussing in public-“

“I was talking about the pixies and the wolves but if your mind goes straight to the bedroom I don’t see how that’s my fault.”

He opened the garden door for her despite how badly she was provoking him. “Unbelievable, you are the most frustrating-“

“Morning, Toto!” The Tin Man’s jaw clamped closed and he glared at her.

Toto walked over to them looking unhappy. “Princess DG, you are almost an hour late. These lessons are important. What kept you?”

Putting on a fake apologetic face she asked for forgiveness. “Sorry! Cain was telling me about my security once we get to Central City and I got distracted. It’s my fault. Won’t happen again.”

She waited for her teacher to take the bait and when he did she nearly crowed in triumph. She knew how to play the shape shifter. Only the thought of getting the heat kept her amusement to a smirk as Toto turned his back on her and faced Cain. Then he started to scold the Tin Man. Utterly priceless. “You really need to get her here on time. You know she gets distracted. There’s plenty of time for you to tell her about that after her magic lesson.” She stuck her tongue out at Cain and crossed her eyes when he directed his icy glare past Toto’s shoulder and onto her. “Her magic is as important to her safety as her guards.”

Cain grunted in response and as her teacher turned back around she hung her blank expression on her face. “Are you ready to continue on with elemental magic.”

“Of course, Toto.” She responded obediently.

Cain locked eyes with her. “I’ll be back at noon, DG. Then we can finish discussing your safety.”

Damn. She might be in trouble.

Author Note: Since you guys were all nice about the reviews and the blackmail (girls gotta do what a girls gotta do)… Hope you liked it. Leave me some more and see what the Tin Man has up his sleeve. I’m also starting to think I may be breaking this up into two stories, as it is getting longer than I anticipated. Soooo Tin Armor is probably going to end when they hit Central City. Thought I should let you know. Hope to hear from you!

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