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"DG… I don't want to know where you learned to do that, but feel free to do it again." She had made him see stars that last time.
Laying over him in a sweaty heap she laughed into his shoulder. "I thought you liked that with the way you begged me not to stop and all."
He grunted and turned his head so he could see her. "I did not beg." He was almost positive that she couldn't prove anything.
Her eyes were dancing when she lifted her head. "Oh no?" Bending her neck she kissed him under his jaw as her fingers splayed out over his chest. "In that case maybe I should wait to do it again until you stop fibbing."
He rolled his eyes as she gently encouraged him to tilt his head back. After her initial hesitation she had abandoned all pretense of shyness with him. He really shouldn't have been surprised that she was as playful in bed as she was anywhere else. Her lips were warm against his skin and his hand went over her back to hold her in place. He could tell from how languorously she was moving that she was as spent as he was. He hadn't given her much of a break since he had carried her into her room several hours ago. He had taken his time exploring her body between their bouts of lovemaking and had her calling out for him long before he pulled her against him again.
His princess made the most wonderful noises when he did something she liked. Her soft mewls and the flush that covered her body when he hit a sweet spot had him testing every part of her body to get the reaction he was looking for. She interrupted his foray into the recent past when she tickled him with her nose. "You smell good."
He chuckled softly and stroked the length of her spine. "I smell like I've been rolling around with you."
Propping herself up on her elbows she looked down at him with her wide blue eyes and he couldn't stop himself from running a hand over her tangled hair. He thought it looked even more appealing now than when it was nice and neat. "You smell like, Wyatt."
Amused to no end he shoved her curly hair back. "And what do I smell like?"
DG seemed to consider this seriously and lowered her head back to his skin. He heard her inhale softly right before she pressed a kiss to his chest. "You smell like that oil you use on your gun." She placed another kiss on his shoulder. "And like the woods even when I know you've been inside for the last two days." He felt warmth curling in him that had more to do with the fact that she was there than the fact that she was pressed over him naked. Taking hold of his hand she lifted it and placed a kiss on his palm. "But mostly you smell like you."
He smiled softly as she held his hand inspecting it thoroughly. "You smell like apple blossoms." He saw a smile flicker over her face as she continued to touch him. She was more tactile than he was usually comfortable with but over the last year he had gotten used to her, and the last few months he had looked forward to those hugs she was so fond of. Even before he had started entertaining ideas about her as anything more than a friend he hadn't minded her pounces when she got excited about something. Before he'd been put in the suit he hadn't liked physical contact with anyone except Adora and Jeb. He knew it stemmed from his work. With the people he was in contact with it was no wonder. The men and women he tracked down and dragged in weren't the cleanest. And they were usually wily.
"That's my soap. Az gave it to me for my birthday. She said before I was sent over it was my favorite. I'm sure it had something to do with that bear."
A bear? She'd lost him. "What do bears have to do with soap?"
DG burst into a fit of giggles. "It's a long story. Let's just say it wanted my apples. It was a bad bear."
Speaking of apples. His mind sped back to breakfast and what Jeb had told him. All thoughts of bears and soap left his mind. "Speaking of apples, I heard something interesting at breakfast this morning."
Her eyebrow twitched up. "If it sparked your interest it must be good. Does Jeb have a girlfriend or something?"
What? Ozma he didn't want to think about that. Jeb was too young to have started courting someone seriously… Then again he had been younger than his son when he had started pursuing Adora. Did Jeb have a love interest he wasn't aware of? Because if he did they needed to have a serious talk about what was expected from-
"Cain!" DG snapped her fingers in front of his face. He blinked up at her and she grinned. "Didn't mean to throw you into a panic there."
He frowned. "I wasn't in a panic."
"Of course you weren't." Her lip was twitching as she tried to suppress her mirth. "If that wasn't it what was?"
He held her face toward him so he wouldn't miss her reaction. He was deeply curious as to why she had been doing this and how she had managed to keep it a secret. He was also impressed that she had managed to tiptoe around him so well, not that he was going to tell her that. DG didn't need encouragement. "I heard a certain princess had been sending suitors packing and without letting the head of security in on it." Her easy smile vanished and shock flashed across her face. "Which bring up the question of why you would be doing that."
"Did Glitch tell you that?" He couldn't tell what her primary emotion was but it wasn't joy. "He promised not to tell anyone!"
She untangled herself from him so fast he barely managed to catch her arm before she got away from him. He tugged her against him with a frown and held her as she began to squirm. He was relatively sure he was the one that was supposed to be annoyed at being left out of the loop, but DG looked as if she were about to hit something. "Kid?
"What?" Her voice snapped at him as she tried to wiggle away from him.
He let go of her and she put distance between them as she ran a hand through her tousled hair in agitation. "Why are you upset?"
"Because no one was supposed to know!"
He was baffled. He was a grown man with a marriage and child under his belt and he still had no idea how to go about understanding women. And DG was one of the simpler ones, or so he'd thought. He reached out for her trying to maintain contact and rested his arm around her waist. "Because Glitch promised not to tell anyone?"
She threw his arm off and sat on the edge of her bed with her back to him. Apparently that wasn't why. "Does anyone else know?" She asked tensely as she glanced back at him.
He felt his frown deepen along with his confusion. "Jeb's the one that told me."
She nodded and looked away, pressing her lips together. He needed to sort this out before she drove him crazy. Because if an iron maiden couldn't do it he was sure DG could. Shifting quickly he hauled her back to him. "DG." She refocused on him and he saw how tired her eyes had turned. "Why isn't anyone supposed to know?"
DG's voice was suddenly as weary as her eyes. "Come on, Cain, use your head. Once I start seeing them they won't ever go away. Not unless I marry one. And god knows I love my parents, but how long do you think it'll be before they start hounding me to pick one?" She started to shrink in on herself slightly. "I don't want to get married because it's good for the kingdom."
He hadn't thought of it that way before. Then again he hadn't been the one being hounded by Ozma knew how many eligible bachelors because he was a possible candidate for the throne. However that wasn't a full explanation. "Why did you go to the Headcase and not me?" He was hurt that she hadn't trusted him with this.
She sighed softly, guilt flashing across her face. "I thought you'd tell them if you found out. I asked Glitch exactly what your position meant as soon as you took it. You're duty bound to the Queen and Consort. Glitch, well, he's duty bound to the whole family so he isn't obligated to tell my parents anything about what I'm doing, at least if I tell him not to."
He frowned even as he accepted her logic. "Darlin', I wouldn't betray your trust. Believe me, you come first. You always have."
She shrugged and glanced away from him as she went shy again. "I didn't want to get you in trouble. I do that without thinking so much I figured this was one less thing for you to worry about."
His lip twitched at the mention of trouble. The princess wouldn't know how to keep herself out of it even if Tutor tried teaching her for a month. Not that he was all that much better. "I always had a way of attracting trouble. It's no wonder you found me." She turned her head back toward him and he saw a brief flash of amusement in her eyes.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
"It's alright." He lifted his arm and motioned for her to come back to him. She scooted back toward him and he spooned her against him, grabbing the edge of her blanket as he did. Once they were under it he held her small hand in his and continued questioning her. "How many suitors has he sent away?"
She sighed in annoyance. "I don't know. Do we really need to talk about this now?"
"No." He kissed the back of her neck and tried not to think about anyone else trying to win her over. She was his. Come to think of it, she had been his since he had gone after her in Central City. So he was a bit possessive. He could live with that. "In fact we don't have to talk about anything at all."
He began to trail his fingertips from her knuckles up her arm. She let out a soft sigh and twisted her head around so she could kiss him. He growled into her mouth and slowly turned her over so she was facing him again. It was too easy to fall into her. She had been more passionate with him then he could have hoped for. Tucking her under him he pushed himself up slightly and began to trail open mouth kisses down her neck. She moaned his name and wrapped her legs around his hips.
The last few hours may have been loving but they hadn't been slow. After his initial release DG had practically attacked him, shocking him with her enthusiasm. And while he certainly enjoyed it, he wanted to take his time with her, wanted to be gentle. Now with the hottest of their passion released, at least for the moment, he thought he could manage to rock her into oblivion without her flipping them over to hurry them along. He rubbed himself along the outside of her and she gasped again. "Wyatt!"
Lowering his mouth next to her ear he eased slowly into her wet heat. "Oh, DG." Her legs clamped around him and a shudder ran up her body. His head was spinning at the feeling of her clutching him so tightly. "I've been wanting you for so long."
DG caught her breath and she shifted her weight slightly in preparation to roll them. Reaching down he caught her hip pressing her into the mattress. "Shhh, relax. Let's take it slow this time." She quivered below him but stopped trying to take over. As soon as she settled he began to move inside of her with long unhurried strokes, relishing the friction they were creating. His princess rocked with him, driving him as deep as he could go as she buried her face against his neck. Distracted by the fact that he couldn't see her face he shifted his hand from her hip to her neck and drew her head back to the pillow.
She whimpered as he held her neck, her eyes squeezed shut as her breathing began to hitch. Squeezing her neck gently he moved his neck so his forehead touched hers. He wanted to see her eyes when she fell apart. Those eyes that continually brought him out of the shell he had created around himself despite his best effort to ignore them. "Look at me."
Her eyes fluttered open at his request and he saw her emotions rippling quickly in those blue pools of hers. While he couldn't classify all of them he could label enough to know she was lost in a mix of desire, affection, and uncertainty. He gave her an unhurried kiss as he thrust slowly into her and she mewled into his mouth. "I love you, DG." Her eyes shimmered slightly and she moaned softly tightening around him.
"I love you too." Her soft, honest gasp nearly undid him. He stopped moving abruptly eyes locked on hers. The princess gripped at his arms and the uncertainty in her eyes returned. Before she could panic his lips crashed over hers and he started thrusting inside of her again. He kept his pace steady and she began to arch, her hands scratching along his back. The slight pain caused him to thrust harder as she started taking him toward the edge. She cried out at the sudden increase in pressure, her hold on him tightening. Good she was close. He wanted her to know what this was supposed to be like. What it was always supposed to be like, no matter how fast or slow they were going. "Come for me, DG. I want to fall with you."
She clamped down around him hard and he let himself go with a loud groan. Slumping over her he managed to shift enough so that most of his weight was supported by the bed, his arm cradling her side as he fought to catch his breath. The princess was lying still and quiet beneath him, her hands over his back, as her breathing slowly evened out. He pressed a slow kiss against her moist neck enjoying her proximity.
"Darlin'?" She turned her head on the pillow and watched him apprehensively. He reached out and ran his hand over her hair. "I know you've been sending those pesky suitors away but would you mind if one got past your advisor?"
Her eyebrows drew together in alarm. "What?"
He grinned lazily. "I hear he's a pretty decent man. Even if he is a bit older than you."
Her face cleared and she rolled her eyes. "I don't know, I have pretty high standards."
"And what might those be."
Her lip twitched. "Is he brave?"
He grunted in amusement glad she was playing along. "Most of the time, but he was a bit of a coward when it came to admitting he was interested in you."
She hummed. "Is he considerate?"
"Oh absolutely."
"Handsome?"
"Couldn't say."
She laughed at that. "Does he have the Wyatt Cain stamp of approval? Because I won't see anyone that doesn't have it."
Tugging her closer he kissed her cheek. "Seeing as he was a Tin Man I would have to throw my hat in for him."
"If that's the case I guess I could give him a shot."
He nuzzled her neck and relaxed back into the mattress. "I'll let him know so he can tell your parents you're off the market then."
She buried herself against him as her eyes drifted shut. "Should I talk to his son so he knows his father is no longer single?"
He managed to keep a straight face. "No need. His son found out this morning when he noticed your hair all over his pillow."
DG's head snapped back her eyes widening comically. "He what?!?"
He burst out laughing. That look had been well worth any awkwardness with Jeb. Now all he had to do was deal with a Queen and a former Seeker.
Author Note: You know what to do!