Ch 2 – The Work Out
Disclaimer: I don't own Tin Man. Or Michael Buble's song 'Feeling Good.' I love them both though!
A/N: Hmm…well this was supposed to be a tango tango, but it turned into a slow/mellow hot tango? (I found a better song!) Either way – they're dancing super close and being semi-inappropriate so everyone should be happy. :D Oh and if you download the song (which you should if you don't have it already), and you press play right before reading the chapter…it kind of matches up! woo!
-B
DG smiled as Michael Buble began singing 'Feeling Good.' She'd had the song stuck in her head all day. She deemed it to be very appropriate for the moment, because she was indeed feeling, very good.
DG slowly circled Cain, her eyes flashing, a faint smile still on her lips. She silently flew her shoes over to her and he watched, captivated as she slipped on the high heels, one at a time, standing just a ways away. She straightened and took a deep breath, making her chest heave out, which made him shift and look away for a moment.
Does she know what she does to him?
She took a moment to study him. She hardly ever saw him without his duster or fedora, and realized that it was quite a shame. Because really, his pants? An involuntary shiver ran down her spine but she played it off by moving to adjust her dress slightly, which drew his attention back to her.
His eyes narrowed suspiciously as he found her walking around him again, but without stumbling once on the previously dubbed "death shoes." He watched her, amused, as she continued to circle him.
And I'm feeling…Good…
As the music started in, she began stepping toward him along with the saucy beat. One foot crossed in front of the other as she sauntered towards him. Cain's amusement began to slip away; his eyes darkening as she playfully shook her shoulders back and forth. Clearly she was messing with him now. They shouldn't be doing this.
He was still frozen in place when she had finally reached him. But the moment she jumped towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck, his worries were momentarily forgotten and he spun them slightly,
dipping her backwards. They stayed there a moment, fiery blue eyes locked on each other as the arm that hadn't slipped behind her lower back, slowly glided up her side before pulling her back towards him.
As he tipped them back upright, he took one of her hands in his as they slowly began to dance. The tension in their stances faded, and soon they were quickly gliding back and forth across the room, DG leading at first considering she knew the music. Eventually Cain caught on to the beat and took over, pausing in time with the music and occasionally spinning her away from him. She would quickly slip back to him, not wanting to be away for very long.
And I'm feeling good.
They were playing a dangerous game and both of them knew it. DG wanted to take advantage of this moment where Cain was willing to dance with her like this, but knew it would end all too soon. They would quickly fall back into their routine and this night would probably be forever ignored.
But in this moment, she didn't care. She could feel his strong arms wrapped around her, subtly guiding her around the floor. His smell surrounding her and she found that she couldn't tear her eyes away from his for more than a few seconds even when they paused or changed directions. She was quickly losing herself in the dance and prayed that she could have some self control in the end. She couldn't stop picturing them together. She saw them together everywhere. Balls, dinners, meetings, hallways, bedrooms. It was almost too much.
Cain wasn't doing much better. The feeling of her in his arms was getting to him, and he had trouble concentrating on the song, not that she noticed. He always tried not to dwell on the thoughts that were currently bouncing around in his head, but this situation just wasn't helping at all. They were all he could think about right then. Her dancing with him at balls. The two of them walking arm in arm through gardens. Her, staring up at him from his bed.
Cain stumbled a bit at that last thought, but it seemed that DG was glad to have been snapped out of her trance as well. As they continued to dance, the space between them disappeared. Now as they stepped in unison, they could feel the other against them constantly. The delicious friction caused the heat that had already inflamed them to grow even more. They made graceful circles around pillars, completely oblivious to everything else around them. Their faces had gotten so close that even if they broke away for a moment, they would immediately come back to the same space, if not move closer.
Stars when you shine! You know how I feel!
He felt himself getting lost in her gaze again, but he finally decided that he didn't care. This was going to be a onetime thing, and he would enjoy it for as long as it lasted. He ignored the voice in the back of his head that said he never wanted it to end.
DG felt as though she had actually melted into his arms. Everywhere he touched her was set aflame and she felt as though she could dance all night as long as she was in his arms. She found herself wishing the song was longer than a mere four minutes.
Cain couldn't bring himself to be upset when he realized how close they were or just how low his hand had traveled as he gently caressed her lower back. He was also rubbing his thumb along the back of her hand that was firmly clasped in his. He had to bite back a moan as her other hand, which was wrapped around his shoulder, flexed and scraped his back before spreading back out and pull him closer to her.
They made own more circle around a pillar, spiraling together the whole way. Their feet stepped together in such perfect unison, that to an observer it would have looked as if they were tied together at the ankles and hips. They never looked away from each other as they slowed down.
As he spun her out for the final time, he seemed upset about the loss of contact and pulled her back in a little too hard. She stumbled and their hands missed each other, causing her to crash into his chest. He barely managed to grab her forearm to keep her from falling.
And I'm feeling…Good…
They were both breathing heavily and they so close to each other; DG thought she was going to lose her mind. She found herself staring directly as his lips, and slowly forced her eyes to meet his. The amount of passion and fire in his eyes was almost too much to take, but she suspected she didn't look much different.
After a few more gasps of air, and moments of agonizing silence as the song wound down, Cain gulped and managed to take a step back. The quick flash of disappointment that crossed DG's face made him involuntarily clear his throat.
"Suffer no delusions, Princess, five minutes from now, according to you and me: I don't dance. And if someone hears otherwise from you, I will have no problem with shooting you," he said smiling slightly, still trying to catch his breath.
She smiled back at him.
"Well that makes two of us."
He nodded to her and turned to leave. Possibly take a cold shower. That was definitely not a good protector –protectee dance to share.
"Where are you going?" a mischievous voice asked behind him.
His steps toward his hat and coat slowed as another song started playing.
"I believe you said we had five more minutes before 'you don't dance'."
He bowed his head in defeat and smiled in spite of himself. He was now certain.
She was trying to kill him.
TBC Why yes, there is in fact: MORE TO COME!! hands out flyers…and Caingerbread