Disclaimer: Tin Man and such do not belong to me. This was written for my own enjoyment and hopefully for the enjoyment of others.
Part Two:
Cain lapped tenderly at DG's neck. His tongue found the pulse throbbing at the base of her throat and flicked over it in time. DG's breathe shuttered and gasped. She dug her nails into the grass to help steady herself. Molten heat flowed from Cain's lips and hands traveling throughout her body, torching any lingering reluctance she might have had.
Cain moved his hands from DG's leg and placed them on her shoulders, his thumbs lazily drawing circles over soft skin. His lips traveled up her neck to draw her earlobe into the wet heat of his mouth. DG felt her body tightening in anticipation. The faint fumblings of her youth had not prepared her for the experience of Cain.
He hadn't even kissed her yet. If he could reduce her to this by just touching her leg and neck, would she even survive more? She would surely burst into flames. Her hands dug deeper into the earth to help steady her, but also to prevent her from reaching for Cain and pulling him to her.
"DG, I want to kiss you. But, I won't take it from you. You have to want it too," Cain murmured in her ear. Now came the first test. Would she allow Cain in? He waited patiently for her answer, never stopping his gentle, but erotic caress of her shoulders and neck.
DG's mind was striving to comprehend Cain's words. She got the "kiss you" part. She even got the "want" part. But she wasn't sure she could come right out and say "Kiss me". It smacked too much of cheesy romance novels she had read under covers during high school.
Pulling away from Cain's lips, DG dragged open her eyes to stare into Cain's desire filled eyes. Her tongue flicked out to moisten her dry lips. Cain could not stifle the growl that flowed from his throat as he watched her tongue. Staring directly into his soul, DG uttered one word. "Please."
This was all that Cain needed to hear. He slanted his lips across her in a teasing, gliding motion. He had never tasted anything as sweet as DG's lips.
"God, he is trying to kill me." DG thought as Cain's lips made another brushing pass at her lips. On his next pass, DG slightly opened her mouth and allowed her tongue to barely touch his lower lip. This was the signal Cain had been waiting for. His next pass was no longer teasing or gliding. Instead, he swooped in and hungrily captured her lips with his. He sucked her lower lip into his mouth and gently bit at its fullness.
Never had kissing been so… God she couldn't even think of what to compare it to. Kissing in the past had been nice, pleasurable even, but never had she wanted to lay down and feel someone pushing her deep into the earth. French kissing had been something to be tolerated, but when Cain slid his tongue into her mouth, explosions were set off behind her eyelids.
Slowly, DG released her death grip on the grass and raised her hands to Cain's neck. She gripped his neck tightly to anchor herself as a maelstrom of feelings swept over her. He literally made her dizzy. She didn't realize that she had been pulling Cain down until her back touched the grass and she felt Cain's body press into hers.
She jerked at the feel of her soft body molding itself to the hard contours of his. Cain shifted until one leg lay between DG's, with the other pressed outside. He moved his leg slightly, creating a steady pressure between DG's.
DG could not stop her body from pressing deeper into Cain's leg. Soft pulses were building within her. His hands that had once been on her shoulders were now making their way down her arms. Her dress followed in their wake, baring her upper body to his eyes. Her underwear was a mix of Victoria's Secret chic and OZ formality. The pink midi corset pushed her breasts up, teasingly, but failed to hide the flat and smooth skin of her stomach.
Cain left DG's lips and began to explore this new territory that had appeared. DG panted as Cain moved closer to her breasts. She ached so much. Finally, she would feel some relief from tidal wave of desire that threatened to engulf her. She could feel his hand brush teasingly over the soft mound of flesh, his thumb lightly brushing the jutting, aching tip. Cain's lips tasted the sweetness of her flesh as his hands began to push the covering away from her breasts.
"DG? Where are you?" Az's voice could be heard calling her younger sister. Cain froze at the sound. He pressed his body more firmly into DG's and he fought for control. He had forgotten about Azkadellia. That was the flaw to his plan.
Az's voice once again floated through the air, calling her sister. This time, DG's eyes flew open at the sound. Her body stiffened and horror filled her eyes. She was half undressed where anyone could see her making out with Wyatt Cain.
Cain rolled away from DG's body and began to take deep, calming breaths. After a moment, he moved back to DG and swiftly rearranged her dress, covering the area he had so recently explored. DG sat motionless while he redressed her and then himself. Then, in a swift move, he leaned over and firmly kissed her.
"We will finish this, and it will be soon," Cain whispered into her mouth before striding away. DG could only stare at him, watching his perfect backside and thinking, "What the hell just happened?"