A/N: HOLY SHIT, YOU GUYS – IT'S A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE! I found/finished the epilogue! Bahahahahahahahaha. It's only taken me like 6 years!?
And so with this, I wish a very Merry Twelfth Day of Fanfiction Christmas to you! I hope you enjoyed me spamming your email with notifications this past week and a half.
And oh hey, this story is now legitimately rated M…
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The next time DG took care of him, it was out of desperation.
Cain's desperation that is.
It seemed that the knock on the door that interrupted their kiss in DG's room was a precursor to a long line of interruptions and missed opportunities. They couldn't seem to find a moment alone, or they were soon interrupted before they could even look at each other long enough to realize they were on the same page that they had left before.
Which brings us to where Cain is now.
He was walking as casually past a doorway as he could. A flash of color, for whatever reason, caught the room's occupants' attention.
"Cain?" DG's voice called out to him in the hallway. She sounded concerned. He backed up a few steps, eyebrows raised in expectation. DG was in her office, along with Glitch and another dignitary. "What…is your hand bleeding?"
He glanced down at it briefly and back up again with a slight nod.
"Yes," he stated matter-o-factly.
"Is everything all right?" Glitch asked.
"Yeah." Cain tried to sound distracted. "Just looking…for a…" He motioned vaguely to his hand with blood about to drip onto the floor. "…thing." He nodded a goodbye, and continued down the hallway.
He walked briskly towards his room. He gave himself until the end of the hall to start counting.
"5…4…" Awkward smile to the passing maid. "3…2…" Son of a…I've got to get this knob fixed. "…1…"
"Hey, wait up!"
He looked sideways at her as she rounded the corner, and with a slight smirk he disappeared inside his room. He waited only moments before she finally made it to his room and closed the door behind her.
"Where'd you go?" she called to the empty room.
"You didn't need to come down here, you know…" he said calmly from the wall he was leaning against behind the door she had just closed.
She looked over her shoulder at him. She took in his tone and how it didn't sound like he had meant a word of it. That and the look he was giving her indicating that he wasn't disapproving at all.
She began to blush and slowly turned around to face him.
"I don't mind…" she said quietly. He took a step toward her. "It got me out of a meeting…" she added conversationally. He smiled slightly.
"I noticed you got out of there pretty quick."
She fought a smile, as he brushed a hair out of her face. Cain returned a small smile as they looked at each other.
"Hi…" he said, as if he had just run into her in the hallway. Her smile widened and she blushed harder.
"Hi."
Finally. Same page. Alone. No distractions.
He leaned down and gently brushed his lips against hers. She responded with a kiss of her own, as she rested a hand on his chest close to his collarbone. They shared two more kisses, but has his hands began to move towards her, she gently pressed him away.
A faint smile played on her lips as she bit her bottom lip, her eyes glittering as he considered pouting despite the smile that found its way to his face.
"We should wrap up your hand…"
"Oh…" he murmured. He straightened and looked down at his right hand with raw and bleeding knuckles. "…right."
She only smiled and grabbed the wrist of his other hand, leading him further into the room. He flipped his hand over and caught her fingers in his. She looked over her shoulder and gave him a shy smile before guiding him into the bathroom. He rinsed off his hand and she dug out the med kit from under the sink. She gave the state of the bathroom a look, and to him she a raised eyebrow.
He looked at it too and then at the floor and finally took the med kit from her, turning and walking out without a word as if nothing was amiss.
He sat on the edge of his bed and she soon joined him, a skeptical look on her face. She took the gauze from him as he tried to unroll it with one hand.
"So…" her tone indicated she would not be letting him off the hook. She began wrapping the gauze around his fingers and knuckles. "What happened?" She looked up and found him looking at her hesitantly.
"My mirror broke." He tried to sound completely calm, his face neutral.
"Ahh…" she sounded unsurprised, given what she had seen in the bathroom and looked back to her work as she finished tying the knot of the wrap on his hand. They sat in silence for a moment before she looked at the bathroom before turning back to him, studying his expression. "And how did the mirror break?"
Now it was Cain's turn to blush under her scrutiny. She gave him a look at his silence and he began looking from side to side sheepishly shifting his weight as he sat only slightly.
"It…hit my fist."
It sounded ridiculous even to him. And it had been his idea.
When he finally met her gaze he felt vulnerable, letting her know that this had been a plan all along.
She gave him the most peculiar look. She glanced between the bathroom, the room devoid of other people, and finally back to him, putting it all together. She covered her mouth with her hand, fingertips lingering on her lips as she tilted her head in disbelief.
"And I had a feeling you would follow me…" he admitted quietly. She could only blink at him.
After a few heart pounding moments, he was about to apologize for tricking her, when she finally moved. She leaned over, lifting both of her hands to the side of his face, and pressed her lips to his as if that was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for her.
"You could have just said something you know!" She laughed at him.
"Like what?" He smiled back at her.
"I don't know. Something like: 'I need a moment of your time.' You didn't need to maim yourself!"
He allowed himself to look sheepish for a moment before he let his smile fade and look at her seriously. His eyes searched hers for a few moments before he finally worked up his nerve.
"I need a moment of your time."
Her amused eyes searched his right back for whatever extra meaning he may or may not have attached to that statement. She must have seen something convincing because soon enough she was leaning towards him to press her lips to his again. She began to move her lips insistently across his and Cain responded after a moment of surprise and raised his hands to her shoulders holding her there.
She went to inch closer but was stopped by the med kit. She quickly shoved it off of the bed and onto the floor, swinging a leg over his lap and pressing him into the mattress before it stopped rolling and spilling its contents.
Well then. She certainly knew how to flip the switch from off to on in no time flat.
He was stunned for a moment, not expecting such a reaction, but she was still kissing him and he soon lost himself in the feeling of her. Her soft lips moving over his, the weight of her body pressed against him, and the way her hands were sliding down his sides and moving toward –
He broke the kiss with a gasp.
Mother of…
She rubbed him through his pants and kissed his jaw as his hands fisted the back of her shirt and he fought not to buck his hips...too much.
"For the record…" he gasped. He regained enough composure enough to slide his hands down the back of her thighs and anchor her now rotating hips. "This was not included in my original plan…"
She paused long enough to respond.
"Then can it be in my plan?" She inched her way up so she could look him in the eye with a sly smile. "Is that okay?" she asked quietly, suddenly unsure.
He considered her question for half of a second.
"I think I can live with it."
Her lips pressing against his interrupted his suave smile.
"I promise…not to break you," she muttered in between kisses. He chuckled, but it was short-lived. "…Permanently…" They began kissing in earnest again.
By the stars he loved skirts.
His hand glided from her bare knee up beneath her long flowy skirt back up to her hips. His hands began roaming up and down her backside as she continued her earlier exploration with one hand. The other she used to slowly unbutton his shirt. She ran her fingers through his chest hair before peppering his skin with kisses. Cain closed his eyes and just enjoyed the sensation of her on top of him for a few minutes before he felt her undoing the clasp of his pants. He reached up and cupped her face in his hands so she would look at him.
"We aren't moving too fast, are we?" he whispered.
Her eyes searched his for a long moment.
"Wyatt…you just broke a mirror in order to have an opportunity to kiss me…I daresay we've been dancing around this for far too long."
He looked thoughtfully at the ceiling above her.
"I do believe you're right."
"Of course I am." She kissed him before he could retort. "Now," she said, shifting so that she could divest him of his pants and underwear. "Let's see what else I can take care of…" She left the garments tangled around his calves since he still had his boots on.
He barely caught the glimmer in her eye before her hand had engulfed him with a squeeze and her tongue was swirling around the head of him. He nearly shouted as he fought to keep from thrusting his hips forward.
Hoooooooolyshit,didthatfeelamazing.
His hands fisted the sheets beside him and he moaned and groaned for next several mind blowingly tortuous minutes of his life. He wondered how she was so good at this, but when he remembered how good she was at taking care of him in every other way, he figured this shouldn't have come as such a surprise.
He had barely formed the coherent thought of retaliation when she released him. But before he could act, she had swung a leg over his hips and sank over him. He groaned loudly and she tilted her head back with a sigh. His hands found her hips and they began to rock together. He finally managed to lift his head to see that she had not removed her skirt or shirt, and by the feel of things, had only taken long enough to shove her underwear to the side before mounting him.
But she felt incredible.
He was panting and trying to calm his breathing, but she had him going out of his mind. She smiled at him and leaned over him. He ran his hands up her sides, over her back, and around to cup her jaw, so that he could kiss her soundly. She whimpered and kissed him back, biting his lower lip. His hands found the hem of her shirt and raised it. She broke the kiss only long enough for him to pull it over her head. Then he threaded his good hand through her hair as he kissed her again and pressed against the bed with the other.
He rolled them over without breaking the kiss. Then he scooted them farther onto the bed and slid into her again, hooking her knee in the crook of his elbow as he went. She called out and moaned his name. He captured her lips with his again and began moving his hips against hers.
He could get used to this.
It wasn't long before they were both panting and he sped up his pace. He tried to roll his hips as he thrust against her and he figured he was doing something right as her breath started to hitch and her nails bit into his shoulders. Then she gasped one last time and began to shake all over. With her inner muscles quivering around him, it was enough to send him over the edge as well. He pressed into her and stilled, calling out along with her. For the next few minutes he continued to occasionally shift against her creating aftershocks for them both. He eventually slid out and they both audibly sighed.
He tugged up his pants and moved to lie next to her. She curled against his side as he settled onto the mattress. He turned his head and kissed her forehead before turning back to the ceiling to catch his breath. She turned and kissed his chest before laying her head on his shoulder in return.
"Now you have even more reason to not get injured."
"What's that?"
"So we can do that again."
He laughed.
"…and again…and again."
He felt his smile growing. He tilted her head up to him so he could kiss her briefly.
"I'll do my level best to stay out of danger." She smiled and set her head down again. "It's not my fault that trouble follows you and ends up getting me instead."
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A/N: Okay. NOW this story is officially finished.
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