Diva's Palace

Moonlit Beginning

Tue, 06 May 2008 05:36:22 GMT

On the far side of the lake at FinAqua, there was a rickety old dock leading about thirty feet into the water. It was just two planks wide and gray with age. Wyatt Cain discovered it during his first night watch at the palace. He liked to walk out to the edge and just stand in the silence for a few moments before continuing his duties.

After the eclipse he’d discovered he had no place to go. It had taken only a few weeks to capture and imprison the remaining Longcoats as there weren’t many left loyal to the Witch anyway. When all was said and done, most folks were terrified of The Witch. That creepy soul sucking thing scared the crap out of them (and with good reason). They were still made to pay for the crimes they committed against the crown, but were also offered a chance to redeem themselves in front of The Queen and perhaps avoid the gallows. Once all of that was behind them, and the the O.Z. was deemed safe Cain had some thinking to do.

His feelings for the youngest princess had grown steadily stronger and harder to ignore. When he was completely honest with himself, he had to admit that he didn’t want to leave her. He couldn’t see himself as a Tin Man anymore, so that was out of the question. He didn’t have a home and The Queen had offered him both a job and a place to live in exchange for his support and loyalty during the Witch’s reign, and the aftermath. And though she had never asked him to stay he knew that DG had not wanted him to leave any more than he had wished to leave her side.

And so, he became a member of the Royal Guard. With Ahamo in charge again it wasn’t hard to fill up the ranks. As a friend of the crown, Cain was offered his choice of assignments. But in Cain’s heart and mind, there was no choice to be made. What else could he choose but to do what he did best? He protected DG during the day until she tucked in for the night, at which time he’d switch off with the night watchmen and patrol the grounds until about midnight.

Even though he enjoyed spending time with DG, the night watch was his favorite for one reason. It was his time to reflect and to make peace with himself at the end of each day. Tonight was no different. He’d watched DG lock herself into her room for the night before switching with Jeb (He trusted no other with his princess) for his night watch an hour ago. He approached the dock slowly, it being barely visible from this distance, and thought of what he usually thought of on his watch. DG.

She was, in the beginning, the only light in his life. She made him laugh and she made him cry. She made him feel and he loved her for it. He’d grown accustomed to calling her "kid" or "princess" because it reminded him that as much as he wanted her, she was young and she was royalty and most definitely not for him. But that reasoning was beginning to lose its effectiveness. He was in love with her. Had been for a long while. There was no denying it any longer and he found he had lost the will to try anymore. He’d resisted for months, trying to keep it friendly, not wanting to complicate things, but it was no use. The more he resisted, the deeper he fell. He was beginning to wonder if it was part of her special magic. It seemed every time he looked at her he was just a little bit more in love.

She was like a Siren, and he was helpless to resist her call.

As if his thoughts had conjured her, Cain caught sight of his princess at the far end of the dock and by God, she was magnificent. Dressed in a clingy white gown with her hair unbound and flowing down her back she was the very picture of innocence – and temptation. Her feet were bare as she walked carefully to the edge. Despite his initial response, his need to protect, he couldn’t find it in himself to reprimand her for leaving the palace as she was. She was a sight that somehow soothed his weary soul.

She stood with her back to him looking almost ghost-like, the clouds in the sky making her look paler than usual. She took his breath and stole his reason. He stepped carefully on to the dock, walking up behind her. She looked over her shoulder at him, meeting his gaze with a soft smile.

"Hello."

She spoke quietly, as if afraid of breaking the spell of the night.

"DG, what are you doing here?"

He came to stand directly behind her as she turned to look over the lake once more.

"Waiting."

"For what?"

She turned to him slowly, tilting her head back to look into his eyes.

"You."

"How did you know I’d be here?"

"I watch you every night from my balcony. You always stop here for a few moments before moving on."

He smiled as a warm feeling settled over him. He found himself abnormally at peace knowing that she watched him when he left her at night. That she was as drawn to him as he was to her.

"Was there something you needed?"

"You." she said again as she placed her small hands on his chest. He held his breath as she deliberately smoothed her soft hands up his chest, coming to rest at the base of his neck, where she gripped him carefully. His breath left him in a quiet whoosh as she stepped closer, lifting herself on to the tips of her toes to press a soft kiss to his lips. She pulled back after only a moment and met his eyes again, daring him to deny her, deny them. But DG needn’t have worried as Cain’s gaze showed only desire and acceptance.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her tightly against his body as he bent to meet her lips again. He suckled her bottom lip for a moment before slanting his mouth over hers fully. He kissed her slowly, savoring her tastes and textures, releasing a soft moan as she slipped her tongue into his mouth. His hand drifted up her back to bury itself into her hair, where he fisted it gently and pulled her head back so he could press open mouthed kisses to her throat. They both moved slowly, as if in a dream. Her hands came to rest on his shoulders as he lifted her off her feet and pulled back long enough to carry her off the dock before laying her down gently in the grass. He knelt, straddling her thighs as he discarded his duster and vest. He set his gun belt aside within easy reach before leaning down to capture her lips again. His right hand lifted from the ground to trail lightly down her curves before coming to rest over her breast.

He cupped her gently, swallowing her gasps of pleasure a he kneaded the soft flesh. She wore no bra and he found himself suddenly gripped by the need to know if she was without panties as well. He palmed her thigh before dragging it upwards, catching her gown as he did so until he could slide his palm over her hip. He groaned softly when he realized she had worn nothing beneath her gown, leaving her completely open to him.

He wanted her like he’d never wanted another. He caressed her for a few moments as he lost himself in her mouth before he moved his hand to cup her mound firmly. He pulled back to watch her face as he slipped his middle finger through her folds, coating it in her wetness and dragging it upward to settle over her clit. He rubbed her gently, loving how she rocked her hips against his hand. How she clutched his shoulders tightly.

He shifted his hand, sliding two fingers into her and replacing his finger with his thumb. He twisted his nimble fingers within her as he massaged her clit with more pressure. He loved the sounds she made, how responsive she was to his touch. She cried out, whimpered his name and moaned wordlessly as he drove her higher and higher. She gasped for breath as she flushed with approaching orgasm, rocking against his hand with quick, desperate movements. He felt her muscles tightening, watched as her mouth dropped open and her head fell back as her inner muscles squeezed his fingers in orgasm. He covered her mouth with his to muffle her cry of completion, petting her gently to ease her down from her high.

After she calmed he removed his hand, smoothing her gown back into place before placing his hand back on the ground by her shoulder. He gentled his kiss, trying to convey without words how much she meant to him. After a long few moments he pulled back and waited for her beautiful blue eyes to focus on him. She cupped his face in her hands as he spoke.

"DG, sweetheart, that’s as far as we go tonight."

She smiled softly, "I understand, Wyatt."

"I’m going to do this right, sweetheart. I promise you that."

"I still get to kiss you though, right?"

He smirked, "Oh, definitely. Now that I’ve tasted you I don’t think I could go a full day without kissing you."

Her soft laugh made his rusted heart feel light.

"Sweet talker."

"Only for you," he whispered as he leaned in for another kiss, "Only for you."

~Fin~

A/N: This was inspired by a picture from the March picture prompt in Tin Man Fic on Livejournal by purplerhino. Thanks to my lovely Beta SeluciaV for looking this over for me. Hope you enjoyed it!

new fic

Sat, 12 Apr 2008 19:30:50 GMT

hey people!

im starting to work on a cahpter fic for Tin Man....DG/Cain of course!

hopefully ill be able to post it soon....i have really bad tendencies to start a story and then never finish it so i wanna get it all down before the muse runs of and leaves me hanging.....it shoudlnt take too long..maybe a week or two. i spend a lot of tim writing! :D

thats why i write mostly oneshots...get it all done in one sitting and everyones happy.

and, i tink thats it.....happy reading!!!!!

Under My Umbrella

Thu, 10 Apr 2008 08:25:35 GMT

A/N: Woot! Two stories in one night! This is my response to the Color Challenge 02 at tm_challenge on Livejournal. The prompt was red. Enjoy J

DG watched in awe as the rain poured down outside her bedroom window. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen a storm this powerful. There wasn’t a lot of lightning but the drops were fat and looked heavy. Overcome with a sudden desire she made sure she wasn’t wearing white, as that would be bad, before running out of her room barefoot. She heard the clomp of Cain’s boots and swore. She’d forgotten about him. She picked up speed, sliding around corners and into the wall. When she reached the stairs she didn’t even slow down. She propped her hip on the banister and glided down with her arms outstretched for balance, loving the feel of the air rushing around her. It reminded her of her much missed motorcycle. She had so much speed when she reached the bottom of the stairs that she left the ground for a few feet before she landed hard, stumbling as she caught her balance. She barely paused.

She flung open the door and rain out into the rain feeling giddy, despite the angry shouts of her Tin Man. He was always so serious and palace life was boring, he needed this as much as she did. She wasn’t surprised to see Az already waiting for her. A memory of another storm came to mind as she gripped her sisters hand tightly, pulling her along. When she could feel the rain unobstructed she opened her arms wide and threw her head back, spinning in circles as she laughed in delight. She danced in a circle around Az who stood still as she was cleansed. She knew this was more than just a game to her dear sister. She saw Cain skidding to a stop a few feet away and she approached him with a grin. Before he could start his usual tirade she materialized a bright red umbrella and handed it to him. She knew he wouldn’t leave them in the open without protection, she also knew he didn’t trust anyone else to watch over them. She gave him the umbrella as a token of thanks.

“Please.” she pleaded, meeting his gaze. She hugged him quickly when he gave a terse nod before rushing back to Az’s side.

She stood in the rain at her sister’s elbow for a long moment, just lending support before she decided that enough was enough. With a grin she grabbed both her sisters hands in hers and spun her in a circle making her laugh loudly. They skipped and danced around each other, barefoot and dripping, for almost thirty minutes as they laughed and giggled and remembered times long past. She felt her Tin Man’s gaze more than once and lifted her eyes to his when she felt them again. They shared a meaningful glance before she focused on her sister once again. They only went inside when they were soaked to the bone and the rain began to dissipate. Cain walked directly behind them covering them with the bright red umbrella on the trek back to the castle. Once inside he let the umbrella slip closed and they trudged up the stairs with a rueful glance from Cain. They dropped Az off at her room and walked slowly in silence back to hers. He entered with her, setting the umbrella against the wall by the balcony doors and she watched him seat himself on her sofa as he had so many times before.

“I’m going to shower and change Cain, I’ll be right back.”

“Dress warm Princess, we need to have a chat.”

She giggled again, “Yes, we do. I’d expect nothing less.”

Once she was warm and dry once again she settled in the chair nearest Cain.

“Okay, I’m ready to be yelled at.”

“That was stupid. You could have been killed on those stairs and you nearly gave me a heart attack when you barreled out of your room at top speed.”

“I am truly sorry about that last part. I just got so excited I forgot that you were right outside my door, I didn’t mean to worry you.”

“The stairs.” he pointed out.

“Not sorry for that. That was so much fun!” she bounced in her seat.

“Never again.” he demanded meeting her eyes for the first time. She felt her happiness leave her at the real worry she saw in his eyes.

She nodded slowly, never taking her eyes from his, wanting him to know she was serious. He let out a deep breath before he spoke again.

“Are you gonna tell me what that was about?”

She sighed, “Az and I used to dance in the rain when we were children. We both needed to feel that innocence again. For Az it was a cleansing of sorts. It was very important Cain. I promise it wont happen every time it rains, I cant say it’ll never happen again because I’m not sure it wont.”

“Okay, I can let this go this time, but dammit DG why couldn’t you have just told me that instead of running like your life depended on it?”

“Cain, palace life is boring! I don’t know why you even stayed, there’s nothing for you to do here. You needed a good chase as much as I needed the rain.”

“I stayed here to protect you! Do you want me to leave?”

She snapped her mouth shut, reeling back. How could she have gone from deliriously happy to devastated in less that twenty minutes?

“How could you ask me that?” she whispered.

He didn’t answer, she didn’t expect him too. Her gaze wandered to the rain again. Her and Cain had a wordless understanding. They avoided all talk of the feelings growing inside them, choosing instead to remain friends. She though it went without saying that she needed him here as much as he needed to be here. Apparently she was wrong. Her eyes slipped closed as the tears came.

“Do you want to be here Cain?” she asked though her pain.

She heard his sharp breath intake of air but kept her eyes on the rain. She didn’t hear him move until he was kneeling in front of her. He gently turned her face toward his with his fingers on her chin.

“I’m right where I wanna be Deeg. Don’t doubt that.”

“Then why ask that?”

“I had to be sure. You’ve been acting weird lately, what’s wrong?”

His fingers brushed her jaw line gently as he spoke, his gaze never wavering from hers.

“I’m just overwhelmed is all. I needed time to adjust. I don’t remember this life Cain, I remember my family and growing up here, but I don’t remember the grooming and the pointless lessons in etiquette and politics. Its just getting to be a bit too much, and then you’ve been getting distant with me. I thought maybe you were getting bored.”

“Not bored, DG. I’m never bored around you. Everyone has been a bit down lately it seems, I guess the rain came at the right time. Get some sleep DG, and pray you don’t get a cold.”

She watched as he stood and walked to the door. When his hand was on the knob she found her courage and her voice.

“Are we ever going to talk about what’s between us?”

He paused, his eyes finding hers before he spoke.

“Someday, Princess. Someday soon.”

And with a tip of his hat he was gone. DG sighed as she stood and headed to bed. Someday had better get here quick because she was running out of patience with her Tin Man.

And as luck would have it DG did get a cold, and Someday became a reality about a month later. It coincidently was another storm. This time she didn’t run, but walked with her Tin Man and his red umbrella outside into the tempest. There, in front of all the droplets, Cain wrapped his arms around her and sealed the unspoken promise with a kiss. The umbrella lay forgotten.

For years, on their anniversary it would rain. And each time they walked under that red umbrella and kissed in the rain.

~Finis~

A/N: Okay, that went someplace I wasn’t expecting but *shrugs* I do what the plot bunnies tell me. I hope it makes sense. I had a bit of trouble with the ending. Review please!

Perfect Match (companion fic to Matching and The Matched)

Thu, 10 Apr 2008 06:47:31 GMT

A/N: Okay this is the third and final installment of the Matchmaking Trilogy (someday I might even put them together on FF.net……not today though. J ) . I hope it was worth the wait! Again, this has not been beta’d as I don’t have one ( if you want to offer your services that would be amazing!) so all mistakes are mine. As always…I don’t own Tin Man, but I do own the DVD and it is currently in a position of respect on my TV stand.

Now that she had Cain, DG was inexplicably nervous. She was not a virgin but one very disappointing escapade in the backseat of Billy Johnson’s beat up Camaro does not experience make. It had been incredibly awkward and lasted all of five minutes. She’d gone home, showered for half an hour, then promptly tried to forget about it, and Billy Johnson. The travel storm a month later certainly made things easier on that score. But DG didn’t see Cain lacking anything in the bedroom, it just wouldn’t fit with his personality.

DG walked, still on cloud nine, to the foot of her giant bed and sat gingerly. She leaned back on her elbows and met the searing gaze of her Tin Man. Instantly any doubts about his or her performance was thrown out of the realm of possibility because no one who had that much passion for her could be disappointing or disappointed in her. A slow grin spread across her face as Wyatt stood frozen at the door.

“You alright there Cowboy?”

“DG are you sure about this?”

She let loose an abrupt huff of laughter. Ironic how much their thought processes were so alike, but could come to two completely different conclusions. Whereas she could move forward with confidence, her Tin Man was always worried about her virtue.

“Cain, I’m not a virgin.”

She watched his eyes widen then narrow in sudden anger.

“Who?” he demanded through gritted teeth.

“No one here, Wyatt. Honestly, you follow me like a shadow. Where and when could I have done that and with who without you knowing?”

She saw him relax minutely.

“So, it was on the Other Side?”
“Yes, and it is so not worth mentioning. I just wanted you to know that you’re not going to be hung or something for ruining the Princess’ innocence. Now get over here and finish what you started Tin Man before I have to do it myself.”

The shudder of desire she saw rack his form caused an immediate reaction within her. Her body heated up and she felt her gut clench with a want so familiar when Wyatt Cain was around. Hell, all the man had to do was raise that blonde eyebrow and she’d have to squeeze her thighs together in order not to squirm. It just wasn’t fair. He shouldn’t be able to do that when he would show no reaction to her deliberate attempts to provoke him. It had started after the eclipse. She was so happy, so giddy that she just naturally began to flirt. Cain was the only one she felt comfortable enough to be silly with and she was reasonably sure he would ignore her overtures and pass them off as quirks from being raised on The Other Side. It had turned out to be true, but he wasn’t as immune as it would seem. The first time had been three days after the eclipse. She had just gotten measured for a closest full of dresses and she was muttering to herself as she walked to the library for her lessons with Tutor.

“It’s so not natural! I’m a freaking farm girl, I wouldn’t know what to do in a dress. I’m not freaking Barbie!”

“Who the hell is Barbie?”

She looked up and caught his confused glare, it never failed to make her giggle. He hated not knowing.

“Barbie is a blonde haired, blue eyed plastic doll of the female persuasion that you can buy all kinds of things for you to dress it in. I never played with it of course, too girly for my tastes. Almost like my spinning doll. Over the years she became the image for fakeness on The Other Side. Do you have people who get surgery or something to improve their looks?”

“No,” he looked perplexed, which was almost as cute as annoyed “Why would you do that?”

“Very good question, I never could figure it out.”

A distracted “Hmmmm.” was all she got in response.

“Ya know, I can totally see you with a blonde bimbo as arm candy. Maybe I should dye my hair blonde, would that make the people of the O.Z. happy? Would it make it easier for me to sneak off in a pair of my trusty jeans?”

“There damn well better be no sneaking and if you turn your hair blonde I’ll throttle you.”

“Oh, but Cain! I always wondered what it was like being stupid!”

He spluttered for a moment before he found his voice.

“Are you insinuating that I’m stupid?”

“I am doing nothing of the sort!” she replied quickly with a flush for forgetting how she could offend when she opened her mouth without thinking. “It only applies to women on The Other Side, and it’s a complete stereotype anyway. I was only kidding Cain.”

He flexed his shoulders, letting the anger roll off him as he usually did when she unknowingly insulted him or his honor.

“Okay, so to clarify. No dying your hair blonde, no sneaking, and I’m not stupid. That last part is very important Princess, make sure to note that.”

“Of course, Sir.” she replied with a giggle as she disappeared behind the doors to the library.

Now, sitting on the bed, watching her Tin Man stalk to her with heat in his eyes she wondered. Of all the times she’d watched him pulling the brim of his hat down to cover his eyes, how many of those times were because she’d done something that turned his eyes that liquid blue? Whatever it was she hoped she did it a lot, it was only fair.

“You touch yourself Princess?”

She snorted and kicked off her shoes.

“Mr. Cain, I think that you can safely assume that some nights, as you stood feet away outside my door, I was getting off from images of you in my head. Does that turn you on Tin Man?”

A growl as he tackled her to the bed was his answer. Their lips met feverishly, he devoured her with a single-mindedness that left her trembling. That patience, that calm that had annoyed her more than once was completely focused on her and it left her reeling.

He stripped her quickly before standing to divest himself of his own clothing. DG watched from the bed as his body was revealed to her. He was like Adonis. Tan, sculpted and unbelievably gorgeous. Scars scattered here and there just made him all the more beautiful to her. His arousal stood at attention and for a fleeting moment she wondered if he was going to fit. Then she had no will to form coherent thought as he settled between her legs and covered her sex with his mouth. He lapped at her like a man starved and she his sustenance. It was indecent and completely erotic watching his head move between her thighs. She called his name and God’s, wiggling uncontrollably as he tortured her. Then, abruptly, he pulled away.

“I want to watch you,” he breathed as his hand moved to stroke his cock, “I want to watch you touch yourself for me.”

His eyes blazed, searing her body as he watched her hand move between her own thighs. At the first brush of her clit she whimpered. It was so much more powerful with him standing less than a foot away, watching her as she rubbed her clit in time with his strokes. At her whimper he let out a sharp moan, speeding up his strokes.

“Hurry up, baby, I wanna see you come for me.” he uttered hotly.

At that she moaned and sped up her fingers. She knew just where to touch, where to apply pressure to make herself fall into that abyss. She kept her eyes on his until the waves crashed over her, dragging her under, forcing her eyes and her head back as she groaned his name.

“Wyatt!”

The next moment he was poised at her entrance. His eyes met hers in a moment of complete stillness before he thrust home. She threw her head back as her legs encircled his hips. His thrusts were desperate, she knew it had been a long time for him and she wanted to see him in the throes of orgasm so badly she decided to forsake her own pleasure. She started squeezing him when he withdrew, using the muscles she remembered reading about in some trashy novel. He jerked, grunting her name as his wide eyes met hers.

“Baby, do it again. Please. Please. Please.” he groaned desperately.

She did. And again and again and again until he came with a hoarse shout, collapsing on top of her. She should have known he wouldn’t leave her hanging like that. Even as he panted for breath in the aftermath of his orgasm he slipped a hand between them to manipulate her clit. His eyes stayed on her as she writhed beneath him. She could feel his gaze and it made every brush or pinch of her clit that much more powerful. When she came she heard his soft groan as her muscles clenched his already hardening cock.

He held her close as they caught their breath, occasionally planting an openmouthed kiss against her neck or shoulder, his hands rubbing soft circles on her side. She fell asleep knowing that her morning wake up call would be a hell of a lot different than the day before.

~Finis~

A/N: Okay so that was it! Please review and if you wanna be my Beta just leave me a comment!

The Matched (Companion Fic to Matchmaking)

Sun, 06 Apr 2008 02:30:51 GMT

A/N: Here is the much requested companion fic to Matchmaking. Hope it was worth the wait! J

Cain stood stock still for about three minutes wondering if he was that transparent. He shook himself physically before sticking his head in the door to the library.

“DG?”

DG’s head whipped around and she blushed, nervously tugging on a lock of hair. Cain had the irrational urge to wrap his fingers around the curl and pull her into an embrace. He shook himself again, this time mentally.

“You about done in here? It’s getting late.”

She nodded, her eyes downcast. It wasn’t until she stopped in front of him that he realized she was staring at his hand. She looked up earnestly.

“Cain, why did you take it off?”

He frowned. “Take what off?”

She blinked. “Your ring.”

“Oh, that. Um…it was time. I’m not living in the past anymore.”

He cleared his throat. No amount of torture would make him admit that he’d been thinking of DG when he slipped the gold band off his fingers and put it away for Jeb sometime down the road. Despite what Ambrose said he would not make a fool of himself. He met her eyes again and motioned her out the door.

The walk to her rooms was silent, both too lost in their thoughts to come up with meaningless conversation. DG sighed softly. She trusted Glitch but he was…well, Glitch. He must have been mistaken. Cain would never see her as anything more that a kid. His duty. He took his oath very seriously, a fact which made her love him all the more. He was like John Wayne, only hotter. She giggled, drawing Cain’s attention.

“What’s so funny Princess?”

“Oh, I was just thinking…you’re very much like an old school cowboy. Like John Wayne.”

“I’m sorry DG. I don’t know what that means.”

“You’re so honorable. You took your word very seriously when you promised to take care of me.”

She looked down, “It’s why you stayed.”

He stopped and she looked back in confusion.

“That’s not why I stayed DG.”

“Then why? You cant possibly enjoy being my babysitter.”

“I don’t think of my job like that. I want to make sure you’re safe. If something happened to you…”

His eyes bored into hers and DG didn’t think she could breathe.

“Cain…” she breathed softly.

Abruptly she was pushed against the wall. She gazed wide eyed up at Cain and nearly swooned at the heat in his stare. This was something that only happened in her fevered dreams. She was sure she’d wake up wanting soon, but until then she was going to enjoy this. He opened his mouth to speak and she pressed her lips to his before he could utter a sound. He stood motionless for half a second in surprise before he pressed her bodily into the wall. As she felt the length of him against her DG came to the realization that this was not a dream. With a small whimper her arms came around his shoulders as she stood on her tip toes to reach him better. His kiss was powerful, sending shockwaves of desire through her all the way down to her toes. She willed her legs not to weaken but they did anyway. She opened for him when his tongue slid along her bottom lip, wanting and needing to taste him. She moaned as his tongue glided along hers before he tickled the roof of her mouth. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Wyatt Cain was kissing her. Her.

She whimpered as he pulled back, only now remembering that they were in an open hallway.

“Wyatt…” she tried his name, she loved the feel of it on her tongue.

He moaned as he leaned into her, obviously fighting for control.

“DG, you were never a duty to me.” his voice gentled, “I love you Deeg.”

She felt the stinging of tears. She forced them back, she wasn’t one of those girls.

“Oh Wyatt, I love you too.”

His smile was a beautiful sight to behold. She couldn’t help but grin in response. She suddenly felt like running, screaming to anyone and everyone that Wyatt loved her. Only his arms around her prevented her from doing just that. He pulled back but threaded his fingers through hers and he tugged her down the hall to her rooms. He let her go in first, eyes full of heated promise as he closed the door softly behind him.

~Finis~

A/N: Okay, I will give a cookie to the people who catch the bones reference. Hope you like it, and if I get enough good responses from this I may write a smutty bit as the final chapter for this plot bunny that just wont die. J

Short but Sweet!

Matchmaking

Sat, 05 Apr 2008 04:00:22 GMT

A/N: no beta again. I really need to get one of those. *shrugs* oh well, I’ll do it later. No Time To Waste!! Here is my entry for the Quote Challenge 02 at tm_challenge at Livejournal.com. I hope you like! I even managed (somehow) to make it about my favorite ship! Damn I’m good.

Ambrose/Glitch sighed as he watched DG and Cain. They really needed to get done with this dance they do, it was very annoying to watch. Azkadellia, of course, thought it was hilarious that her baby sister was so love struck that she couldn’t form a complete sentence without blushing in Cain’s presence. Cain was no better. Really, it was a disgrace to all mankind. He was a grown man for God’s sake, and there he was standing there as the woman he loved talked his ear off. He was acting like a fool. Ambrose had had enough. Glitch thought they needed a push. So, together, they devised a plan. It was quite simple really. He was going to talk to each of them privately, and if that didn’t work…well, Glitch’s suggestion to lock them in a closet sounded particularly fitting.

Later that night Glitch was sitting in the library with DG. Cain was waiting in the hall for his princess in his position as guard. He stumbled over and plopped down gracelessly into the chair next to her.

“DG?”

“Yes Glitch?”

She didn’t look up from her book.

“How do you always know?”

“Know what?”

“Which one I am?”

“Ambrose is all stuffy and advisor-like. You’re Glitch.”

He nodded. That made sense. He had the vague notion he was supposed to be doing something when his other half jerked back in control and reminded him sternly what he was there for. Right.

“DG?”

She sighed, “Yes?”

“Why haven’t you snagged your Tin Man yet?”

Her head shot up in surprise. “What?”

“Ya know Doll, he won’t be single forever. He’s a catch! Some woman is gonna scoop him up and then where will you be?”

“Glitch? What are talking about?” she blushed.

“That! I can see it! And if I can see it then everyone else must too, except blockhead of course. You blush like a little girl every time you see him. Its very…well, Ambrose thinks it’s annoying and your sister just thinks its cute. Your mother and Ahamo aren’t disapproving either honey. You have no excuse.”

She shifted in her chair and glanced at the door.

“He doesn’t see me that way Glitch. He still loves Adora.”

“Of course he still loves her, but he loves you too. She was his wife DG, but she’s been gone a long time, eight years for him. He’s ready to move on. Have you noticed his ring is gone? It has been since he took his position as your guard.”

DG sat stunned for a moment. “Are you sure Glitch?”

“I wouldn’t be telling you to make your move if I wasn’t. Ambrose sees it too, it was his idea actually.”

“What was?”

“oh! Um, I don’t think I was supposed to tell you that.” he mumbled and felt a flare of annoyance from the Ambrose part of him. Well, he tried. At least he got his point across.

DG smiled softly and nodded. “Thanks Glitch.”

“No problem Doll!….what did I do?”

Ambrose took over as DG’s laughter filled the room. Now, for the hard part. Ambrose rose stiffly from the chair and straightened his coat as he walked to the door. He glanced at Cain briefly as he stood.

“Mr. Cain?”

Cain eyed him for a moment before nodding in greeting. “Ambrose.”

Ambrose grinned. Cain was the only one except for DG and Azkadellia who could tell which one he was at any given moment, just from a glance.

“I have to tell you something Cain, and before you try to kill me; remember that I can kill you with my pinky.”

Cain looked less than impressed but the flare in his eyes made him sure his message got through.

“What do you want?”

“For you to take DG someplace and ravage her.” he stated simply.

Cain stood abruptly and met his gaze. His blues eyes were on fire. Ambrose stiffened but kept his eyes level.

“Watch your mouth, Headcase.” he growled.

“Seriously Cain. She won’t be waiting forever for you to make your move. If you don’t act soon she’ll be married off to some nobleman with little princesses or princes running around. Then where will you be?”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I can create stuff out of nothingness. I can alter the fabric of reality. So please, quit being a knucklehead. You guys are perfect for each other, everyone can see that. She loves you, you love her and nobody is saying you can’t be together.”

“She’s the Princess-”

“Oh do be quiet.”

He grinned ruefully.

“Excuses. The Queen and The Prince Consort have noticed and you see how you’ve not been removed from your post? They approve. Go get your girl. Before someone else does.”

He walked away briskly without looking back. If that didn’t work he really was going to lock them in a closet.

***

The next day, at the breakfast table, Ambrose noted that every few minutes Cain and DG would lock gazes and smile. Glitch was grinning madly because he’d actually managed to get something right. Ambrose was trying to figure out if this was more or less annoying than them dancing around each other. It a very near thing.

~Finis~

A/N: I was thinking about maybe doing a companion fic from DG and Cain’s point of view showing all the things in between we missed. What do you think? Review Please!

Tin Man!

Wed, 02 Apr 2008 22:34:24 GMT

I bought the Tin Man DVD!!!! i ve seen it like 4 freking times in as many days, its really quite scary. this obsession is very bad for my health. lol..but god damn..Wyatt Freaking Cain is HAWT! :D

tin man

An Uncomfortable Princess Is a Cranky Princess

Mon, 17 Mar 2008 05:31:13 GMT

A/N: Okay, this isn’t Microsoft Word so I’m not sure how it will come out, and it’s my first Tin Man fic (not to mention my first challenge fic) so I hope I’m doing alright. J

Summary: Princess DG is having trouble getting comfortable. Guess who gets to deal with the cranky princess.

Princess DG was uncomfortable. They were royalty for gods sake, weren’t they supposed to live in luxury? Squirming again, she sighed and tried to listen to what Tutor was saying.

“…so can you tell me why the leaders of the north decided that this law needed to be added to the registry?”

He stared expectantly. DG sighed before shrugging.

“I’ve no idea Tutor. Why don’t you tell me?”

“Princess! I can’t teach you if you do not listen. What was it this time? I had your attention for maybe five minutes before you began daydreaming. You can not continue-”

“Will you shut up?”

She shoved her chair away from the table abruptly and stomped away from the slack jawed tutor. She couldn’t take it anymore. If she had to sit for one more minute in an uncomfortable chair and listen to him ramble about diplomacy she honest to god might just explode. The chairs all over the palace were like that: ramrod straight with no padding. It must be left over from the witches reign, is the only reason DG can think of for their presence.

Slamming the door as she left she couldn’t help but wonder what exactly the point of having a body guard was when he was never around anymore. Wyatt Cain had apparently taken his oath to the Mystic Man very seriously because hours after the eclipse he’d been outside her door. He hadn’t left since. Well, until about 2 days ago anyway. She’d gotten so used to him being the first thing she saw that when she opened her door and glanced up to meet unfamiliar green eyes she’d nearly tripped. She remembered staring until the guard shifted uncomfortably before shutting herself in her room for the next hour. When Az had come to see why she wasn’t at breakfast all she could say was “Where’s Cain?”

Her sister blinked several times before answering the abrupt question.

“He’s away. He told Mother he had personal business, he’d be back in a few days.”

She’d been quiet at first, wondering what personal business he could have had. Then she’d been upset. Why hadn’t he told her he was leaving? Did she mean so little to him? Then the anger came. She was snappy and sarcastic with everyone, even Az. She just didn’t understand why her Tin Man had left her without a word. They had still been close, even though he was her guard; extremely so. She told him everything. She had believed he’d done the same, but obviously not. How could he? Well, when he got back she would not bore him with her tales anymore. They would keep it professional. DG rolled her eyes, making the guard stationed at the door to gardens look at her strangely. She ignored him and kept moving. She knew better than anyone that the moment Cain came back through those doors she’d give him a good smack followed by a rant, complete with swears and chest-poking, before hitting him again for good measure. Then she’d storm off in a huff and never speak to him again. At least, that’s what she wanted to do. No, she wanted to rage at him, ask him why he left, beg him never to her again. But she knew she’d never show her emotions like that, even for Cain. This sudden need for Cain to be by her side when for months she’d complained about him stalking her confused her. She didn’t want to examine the hurt she felt too closely. She was sure she didn’t want to acknowledge her feelings for Cain. They could only bring heartbreak. He saw her as a kid, nothing more than his duty. She’d learned to live with that until his abrupt departure from her life. Now, the realization that she cared about him more than she’d anticipated was too hard to ignore. It made her moody and standoff-ish and everyone was beginning to notice. Her sister had taken to leaving the dinner table quickly and avoiding her as much as possible. Glitch kept staring like he knew the reason why she was acting that way. And her parents, well, her parents just smiled politely and asked if she was alright every five minutes. It was driving her nuts. She knew the chairs weren’t the reason she was uncomfortable. The chairs were fine. It was herself she was uncomfortable with. She’d been fidgeting all day. Mother had received word from Cain that he’d be home by nightfall and DG was nervous. Being nervous made her irritable, hence yelling at Tutor for no reason. She was going to have to apologize. Again. It seemed like she was apologizing to a lot of people these last few days.

Relishing in her freedom, her guard hadn’t been waiting for her outside the library like usual and she thanked god for small favors, she slipped out to the gazebo. She should have known her guard hadn’t had a sudden lapse in duty. She stopped short at the sight that greeted her. Wyatt Cain was sitting on her swing with his fedora in his hand. She turned quickly, hoping that the wind had masked her arrival, and began back to the castle. His words stopped her.

“Evenin’ Princess.”

She turned to find him watching her over his shoulder.

“Mr. Cain.” she answered with a jerky nod before resuming her swift walk back toward the castle. She did not want to have this conversation right now. Her emotions were too close to the surface. She needed time. She made it three feet before he wrapped a hand around her arm to stop her.

“DG, we need to talk.”

She met his concerned blue eyes with a cool glare.

“I don’t know what you mean Mr. Cain.”

His eyes narrowed.

“What’s with the Mr. Cain business?”

“That is your name, is it not? I’m just trying to keep our interactions professional, Mr. Cain, since you obviously don’t consider me friend enough to say goodbye to.”

“DG-”

“Goodnight, Mr. Cain.”

“STOP!”

His sudden shout made her jump slightly, then his hands were gripping her shoulders tightly and his face was inches from hers.

“Get your hands-”

“If you don’t shut your mouth I’m going to shut it for you.” he growled.

“How dare you speak that way-”

The rest of what she had to say was cut off by his lips on hers.

Caught by surprise she was stiff with shock for about three seconds before she melted into him. His lips were warm and soft and just a little moist, they tasted of coffee and there was something just underneath that she could only identify as Wyatt. His arms came around her and molded her to his front, his hard muscle pressed against her soft curves, and she couldn’t hold back the pleasured whimper. His mouth moved over her, forming words and stealing her breath and thoughts. The kiss wasn’t gentle or soft in any way. It was hot and needy and made her knees weak. His smell surrounded her. Gunpowder, dirt, and his own musky scent. It overpowered her until all she could see was him. The world around them ceased to exist. Her hand came to rest on his face, the stubble abrading her palm slightly. Her other hand was clutching to his coat for dear life, if it weren’t for his arms around her she’d be in a puddle on the ground.

He pulled back slowly, his nose brushing against hers in a deliberate caress as he did so. Her eyes opened slowly to meet his dark ones. Still slightly breathless she stared, silently asking for an explanation. He cleared his throat and she could feel it he was holding her so tightly.

“DG, I’m sorry I didn’t say goodbye before I left but I needed to speak with Jeb. You know as well as I do that one look into your eyes and I wouldn’t have been able to leave.”

“I thought…you just left Cain. I thought you were my friend and then you just…”

“I know.” he whispered, “I know and I’m sorry.”

“Why did you kiss me?”

Her voice was quiet, almost a whisper.

His chuckle rumbled through her pleasantly.

“It was the only way I could think of to shut you up. Plus, you have no idea have sexy you are when you’re angry.”

She huffed but a smile was creeping its way onto her face.

“Why’d you need to see Jeb? Is he alright?”

“He’s fine. I needed to talk to him about you.”

“Me?” her brows furrowed in her confusion.

“Yeah, I wanted to ask him how he felt about his father courtin’ a Princess.”

She blinked.

“You’re…you want to court me?”

“Baby doll, I just had my mouth on yours. Of course I want to court you.”

“I assume since you did kiss me that Jeb is okay with this?”

“Well, he called me an idiot when I told him I’d left without saying goodbye, then he said it was about damn time.”

She laughed before stretching up to press her lips to his for a quick kiss that rapidly deepened when his hand slid up her back and into her hair to hold her to him while he slid his tongue along her lips. She opened her mouth to let him in and another whimper escaped her. Her hand slid from her cheek to his neck where she ran her nails through the short hairs that earning a moan from the man wrapped around her. His tongue slid along her slowly, flicking against the roof of her mouth playfully before he pulled back again to let her breathe. He laved open mouth kisses along her jaw and throat and nipped playfully at the juncture of her neck and shoulder before he pulled back completely.

“Let’s go inside Princess.”

Just then she noticed it was getting dark, dinner would be soon and she had apologies to make. She nodded and looped her arm through his as they made their way to the castle.

_______________________________________________________________________________________

DG was uncomfortable. She sat in a comfy yellow chair in front of her fireplace waiting for Cain. He’d left to speak with her parents about courting her. She couldn’t stop the worrying and she knew she was squirming in her seat. She couldn’t help it! The man she loved was asking permission to see her as more than a job and if they said no then she’d probably never see him again. She was beginning to panic, he’d been in there for over an hour.

Just then the door opened and Cain walked in. She stood quickly and watched with a glare as he walked past her to sit in the chair she’d just vacated. He stretched his legs out in front of him and crossed them at the ankles before settling his hands on his stomach. She waited ten seconds. Nothing.

“God Dammit, Wyatt Cain. If you don’t tell me right now I will throw you off that balcony.”
His smile was slow and deadly and she felt her knees get weak. She stepped to him and straddled his lap, his legs came up quickly so she wouldn’t fall as his hands slid to her hips.

“Well?” she demanded.

“Your father said he saw this coming. In fact, everyone saw this coming but you. Az and Glitch stopped me just down the hall to hear how it went. Glitch was the only one who knew for sure why I left in the first place.”

Her jaw dropped open at that.

“That little bastard. I’m gonna kill him!”

“Now now, darlin’. You cant go around murdering the help. Sets a bad precedent.”

“He knew and he didn’t tell me. I was going out of my mind!”

“Yes, speaking of that. Your mother tells me you were quite…moody after I left.”

His eyes were laughing at her but his face a emotionless mask, his words mild.

She sat up primly.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

That smile came back and she couldn’t resist. She leaned forward and captured his lips with hers. Suddenly, DG was very comfortable.

~Finis~

A/N: Aright, my first Tin Man and my first challenge fic. What do you think?

Edit: I WON!!!!!!!

aint that the truth...

Sun, 18 Nov 2007 07:29:22 GMT

Lets101 - Free Online Dating

the bitch is back.....

Wed, 10 Oct 2007 20:46:45 GMT

so, anywho.......how are you all doing? good i hope......ive got a few stories done for DracoxHermione.........i just need to type them up and post them.......theyll be here soon............and ive been inspired to write some Rayne fics...... so, some of those will be heading your way............and i just may use you people (shamelessly) as i try to write my very first novel............its working title is Fat Chick........but it could change............i type and post the outline soon......and when i finish with the first chapter ill get it up for some feedback.......i hope you guys will be honest with me......very important!

also.....i have a job! and soon an apartment............so, ill be able to focus more on my writing once im settled. so....look for those coming soon.

on a boring personal note..........im moving out of state, hence the new apartment, so i will probably be boring you with stories about getting lost.....lol

ttyl!

OMG!!!!!!!!!!!

Sun, 09 Sep 2007 08:48:24 GMT

fuck me sideways.........ive been sick for the last week....migranes like you would not believe........its rediculous!

anywho, im im a wierd mood right now........its 4:30 in the morning and im sitting here contemplating life......im just weird like that i guess......if i were at my place id be on the porch....but, sadly, im not.....so im stuck inside away from the bugs................but, as i was saying.....i read a fanfic earlier that kinda scared me.......it was a DracoxHermoine fic......... i forget what it was called.....but the way the suthor wrote hermoine as a young girl who was immersed in her books as more an escape from her fears then a passion.......then she meets draco and they begin an affair....then they fall in love....it all takes place during the summer before 7th year....... and they change each other....significantly,........but there is not happy ending...........they sepearte because of the what they are expected to become.....even though they hate every minuite of it..............and it almost made me cry.........the hopelessness that this author conveyed.......it was bloody brillint!....but it worried me because i could see myself in the earlier chapters.......falling in to this dark and dangerous world.........its a bit freaky........but i reminded myself its a work of fiction and im okay......it just got me thinking......so now im restless.........in fact......my life is pretty much up in the air right now..........i graduate in January, but im in limbo waiting for that day.........my family is moving form the home we've had for 5 years.....to move in with my sick grandmother.........and im counting the days until i can move out on my own............plus, i feel like im waiting..............for something....im not sure what......but its a bit scary.........

so, i am in love with this story on here also DracoxHermione....takes place in Oxford......the college?......bloody brilliant! and i feel like im at a stale mate where my writing is concerned.....i havent given up mind you........just having some serious writers block.......stubburn crap.

Guess What?????

Sun, 26 Aug 2007 05:36:41 GMT

school starts on Wed. the 29th so ill be on almost everyday then............and hopefully ill be able to post those stories that i wrote.......hahahahaha

um.........oh yeah......i graduate in January...cant wait for that..........................also..........if you dont know about the site already i suggest that you log on to www.tv.com and join a forum about your favorite tv show.....its cool to talk to fans...........my name that is Princess03773...feel free to add me to your friends.........and id be happy to help with any questions you have about navigating the site..........

and......finally....if you want to hear the whole High School Musical 2 album on demand go to www.clearchannelmusic.com and scroll...it should be there somewhere.......awesome! .......i reccomend Bet On It and Gotta Go My Own Way...amazing songs........cool movie.....and how cute are Zac and Vanessa?

No Computer

Thu, 26 Jul 2007 06:51:06 GMT

so sad.......im actually using a public computer right now cuz mine went bye bye.......so, ill update sporadically.....sorry about that............anywho, im writing 2 fanfics at the moment...both of them are Harry Potter (DMHG).......ones very angsty.....that is the one im having the most trouble with........im not naturally an angsty person so inspiration comes few and far between but i havent given up on it yet...........the other one is still kinda dark, but it has a lighter feel to it cuz im using a lot of sarcasm and what not..........and its definetly a slower pace as far as the sex goes.........

i just wanted to point out here that i most often write smut with very little plot......but these two, for some reason, refuse to fall into that catagory.......meh, maybe my muse is tired of plotness smut.......who knows really?

okey dokey, so i think thats it........

oh um, i have 3 stories posted on Fanfiction.net....my user name is
FormerlyPrincess-VintageQueen ......look into those if your interested........and i have a loaded favorites page on that site........and i have a list of pairings as well...........so...yeah

GOODNIGHT ALL!

MONEY!!!!!!

Fri, 06 Jul 2007 19:18:15 GMT

hahahahahaha.........i dont have to work today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im celebrating! :D

actually, im ognna go blow my paycheck!.......wish me luck! :D:D:D:D:D

seriously though, my sister is here and so is my bro in law........coll dudes, both of em........anywho, gotta go spend my money now......toodles!

Beta!

Fri, 06 Jul 2007 01:34:16 GMT

ive decided that i am going to pimp myself out as a beta/fic namer/ brainstorm partner.......for anyone who's interested.......:D......just send me a message or a comment and ill get back to you as soon as possible....just let me know what pairing and whatnot your fic is so i can tell you if i actually know what the hell youre talkin about......:D

lemme know!

by the way....feel free to stalk!

YAY ME!

Tue, 03 Jul 2007 07:43:26 GMT

okey dokey....so, im gonna start writing stuff.......and then posting it on here..........and im gonna start trying to be a little bit more frequent here.....ive had like 12 accounts.....but i always forget everything.... so, im gonna try.....and if you really want to help me out, if you see that i havent been on in a while, you oculd send me an IM or an EMAIL and just be like... "Yo, get your ass back to LJ!".......and ill come back asap!