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Oestrus Perturbatio	By : Rhondda Category: S through Z > Tin Man Views: 1733 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Six and a half hours into the ride to the next town DG understood what torment really was. She'd been bombarded with merciless carnal thoughts and sensations. The rocking back and forth in her saddle had her near tears. She'd called a stop twice with the excuse of the call of nature and she would have been mortified if her friends had come looking as she tried to relieve this appalling lust. But nothing she tried gave her the slightest relief. Not even surreptitiously grinding against the saddle.
Cain finally pulled his horse alongside hers. "If you don't let Raw check you over I'll hold you down for it."
Cain, holding her down, her arms above her head, pressing down… No. Nonono. Stop it.
"I'm fine." She hoped her glare didn't come across as pleading.
"Kid, you look sun burnt, you're breathing is irregular and you've been sweating the last five miles." He looked her over with a critical eye.
Oh God. Let the ground swallow me up now, she mentally pleaded.
The concerned pitch of his voice made the ache even worse. She was aware that her pants had to be soaking by now; she was so tightly wound snapping was a real possibility. Eventually she was going to have to get off this horse again. She wasn't sure she would be able to stand upright, let alone how she'd handle the shame if the condition of her jeans were noticed.
Her body was demanding release, craving it, but for some reason it was being denied her. It was agonizing. This was a torture she wouldn't wish on her worst enemy. Lust, for there was no other word for it, was in her every breath. Every inhale excited her nipples against the fabric of her bra. Every move of the horse notching up the frenzy.
"Fine. Send Raw up here. Just… go back with Glitch." DG snapped at him, she was at the last thread of emotional control.
DG flinched when Raw rode up beside her. "You can feel it, can't you?"
Raw nodded, peering at her sympathetically. "Curse. Witch curse you. Made something good into something bad."
"Oh joy." She let out a breath. "So do you know how to lift it?"
"Glitch say purpose must be completed for curse to end." Raw looked at her sadly.
"Glitch said?" She hissed. "You told Glitch? Why don't you just hold a sign up?"
"Glitch know more, knew curse. Knew how to end it. Not knowing worse. Curse only gets worse, builds until no will. Mind can't take, body can't take." Raw's voice was soft, and he sounded pained. He might well be, if he felt what was coming off DG.
"So how is this thing completed? Oh, let me guess. I have to have sex." DG would have blushed if she weren't already so flushed. Good Lord, let me have enough magic to open a hole up and bury myself. Doesn't need to be a terribly big hole.
Raw nodded. "Fertility spell was twisted. Must conceive."
DG felt her gut clench as her jaw dropped. "What? Please tell me this is some sick joke." No. Just no. This couldn't be real.
Raw shook his head again. "Only way to make stop."
DG pressed the heel of her hand to her forehead as she tried to hold back the tears. This was more than torture, this was hell.
"Spell is meant to humiliate, make suffer. Humans make mating difficult." Raw looked skyward, as if the clouds could give him the right words.
"Sex IS complicated. And this is beyond complicated. I'm not ready to have … a baby. This is something forced on me. It's… it's practically a form of rape, and to make someone need it. This is just sick. Sick and twisted and disgusting. How can someone even think of something like this?"
The tears started to fall anyway. She couldn't hold them back. The torment of her constantly building, unrelieved arousal added to the humiliation was bad enough, but add the anger and despair and she just couldn't hold it in.

"I can't stand this much longer. I'm trying, but there's no ignoring it, and it keeps getting WORSE, and it's a perverted torture." Oh, now that she had a sympathetic ear that already knew, she was too distressed NOT to talk. "And *I* can't do anything about, it. I've tried. I really am going to go crazy."
"Must be male to relieve. Spell does part. Makes fertile." Raw reached out to touch DG's arm but she pulled away with a whimper before he could touch.
"Oh God, this isn't happening. Please let this be a horrible nightmare. I can't do this. I don't want a baby. I don't want to end up screwing some stranger and getting knocked up to end a curse. I don't want any of this." Her shoulders were shaking.
"Want or not, is. Glitch said… potions. Ways to end…" Raw shuddered. Apparently the idea was abhorrent to him, but he was telling her anyway.
"You have no idea how horrible, how twisted this is." DG pulled her horse to a stop and dismounted, almost stumbling as she moved to the side and wretched into the dried grasses.
"DG!" She could hear Cain call out, and she made a choked laugh before falling to her knees.
The one man in the universe she'd fallen in love with and couldn't have. He got to witness this. The humiliation just didn't end.
Her body began to shake violently. The terror and revulsion mixing with the starving need that filled her every pour was just too much. She didn't even feel the arm go around her before her mind and body shut it all out by grabbing at blessed darkness.
They were all off their horses and Glitch watched with a kind of horrified fascination as Cain had caught DG as she apparently passed out.
"You told her. You told her. You…" Raw bumped Glitch's arm.
"Oh my, this isn't going to end well." Glitch ran his hand through his curly hair. "This is bad. Not blotting out the suns bad, but way up there kind of bad."
"Cain must know." Raw looked to Glitch.
"Yeah. No… what?" Glitch's head whipped around to stare at Raw.
"Must know. Must have choice, or help to make plan. Worry is heavy."
"Raw, get your furry ass over here, already." The man in question barked, not understanding why the viewer wasn't already trying to make DG better.
"Must tell." Raw sighed. "You have better words. Know more."
"Me?" The question came out an octave higher than usual. "He's gonna kill the messenger. And if he doesn't… she will."
Raw nodded. "Yeah."

Cain didn't kill Glitch. He may have wanted to, but likely realized it wouldn't help. The spectrum of reds the Tin Man was capable of turning would have been worth cataloguing in any other circumstance. From embarrassed pink, to angry red, to horrified pale and a new red for rage.
Raw had been forced to move back a step from the emotions.
Cain carried DG before him as they hurried their pace to the next town. To the cozy rooming house they had stayed at on the way out here.

Glitch went in and made arrangements for the same five rooms they'd had before. The coin had barely been passed to the grandmotherly proprietor before Cain was carrying DG up the stairs and to the one room that had a private bathroom.
He came back down moments later.
Glitch and Raw had moved to the sitting area.
"Tell me you've come up with some sort of plan, zipperhead." There was a soft menace to Cain's voice.
Glitch unconsciously touched the zipper that was scheduled to be removed next month. "Well, this town has over a thousand people. There's sure to be some p…prostitution. I'm not sure it's big enough to have any of the male per…"
"Finish that sentence and you'll loose a bunch of teeth." Cain's growl made Raw cringe. It had to sound like a dangerous, aggressive, dominant male to the Viewer. Hell, it sounded like it to Glitch.
"Well then that leaves you or me, Tin Man. Because there's no other known way. And DG passing out might make it worse. Because it will have kept building while she's out, so when she comes to the new level will hit her hard." Glitch's inner Ambrose came out to stand up to Cain's aggression. "Unless this is done she's going to suffer and keep suffering until she begs for it from anyone, or her mind snaps."
Cain turned on his heel and walked out of the room, then out the back door, leaving the other two to stare after him.
Cain sat on the bench letting the cool air wash over him, the sound of the leaves falling from the trees went unheard. It was one of the few times in his life he couldn't take immediate, decisive action. That alone would have made him uncomfortable if the entire situation didn't have him as mentally stricken as he had been six months ago.
This whole circumstance was a nightmare almost beyond belief. Unfortunately; believing in the human capacity for evil was something he'd gotten very used to.
He'd failed to protect DG. Once again, he'd failed. And now she was being tortured in the most twisted way.
That leaves you or me, Tin Man. Because there's no other known way.
He couldn't. He wouldn't betray Adora like that. And it would be betrayal, because he knew, he KNEW, he wanted it. He wanted DG. At first a typical male reaction to a beautiful woman, but it had gone beyond that. And he could not do that to Adora, to her memory.
He loved Adora. He always would. She and Jeb had been his life, his everything. He'd been smitten at first sight and their love had grown every day they were together. There were times he had looked at her and she took his breath away, just by being. Her very existence was amazing, that she would be his wife was blessing beyond measure.
There wasn't a day that went by that he didn't think of her, miss her with an ache that sank to his bones. At least these days he didn't hear her screams in his memories. Instead he recalled the scent of her hair, the feel of her hands on his skin, the way she laughed with her head thrown back just so... He recalled with clarity how the beauty she radiated on their wedding day, all made up so carefully so he could muss it all up later, was overshadowed by her red face and sweat soaked hair as she held their son for the first time.
The guilt washed over him. He'd been able to push these damn feelings for DG away, tuck them into a hole to be buried, never to see the light of day. They were wrong and just feeling them, thinking them made him unfaithful to his wife when they flashed through him.
Adora, what do I do? He didn't expect an answer as he turned his face to the heavens. I vowed to protect her, and I failed. Now the consequences…
Cain stopped looking to the sky as he bent over, his elbows on his knees as he buried his face in his hands. Damnit, Adora, I can't even pretend to hide from you that I love her.
His throat closed off as he allowed the thoughts to solidify, slithering out of the hole he'd buried them in like demon snakes ready to strike and poison his soul. Part of me wants her. I've loved her three days after we met, but it isn't like being IN love. When I realized I was in love was later, I felt disgusted with myself. What kind of love makes you feel like that? I shoved it aside and kept remembering you daily, I can't let you go. I don't want to. You're the one who makes me complete. I promised before God and family to love you forever. And I do. How can I have these feelings for DG and still love you so much it hurts? I'm betraying you just by feeling this. She's a KID. A kid who's done amazing, brave and heroic things, but still a kid.
She was also beautiful, strong, wonderful. She'd saved his life, his heart, his soul, his world. He'd felt the need to protect her before he'd made a promise to do so.
He didn't even notice his breath was coming in painful gasps. I've got something I want, I know I want, being dangled in front of me. It's as if the devil himself is tempting me with a magnificent hell. I could even mask it as a favor, so easy to make an excuse. But this isn't something that can be turned off or walked away from afterward. And I don't make excuses, not for myself. I couldn't do it even if this curse didn't mean there'd be a child involved.
If I walk away right now I'm failing her a second time, compounding the first. If I don't I'm betraying you and your very memory. The thought of someone else doing this… His stomach churned, his gut clenched.
What would they do? Look for volunteers at the local bar? Bile burned in his throat. No. That meant it was going to have to be him or Glitch. Raw wasn't compatible.
He reacted before thought. It was as automatic as drawing breath, especially when agitated. His gun had cleared its holster and pointed at Raw's head before he even registered who had walked up beside him.
Damn, someone was going to get killed if he didn't stop being quite so jumpy. Wary was one thing, but this was paranoid.
Raw stood stock still as Cain returned his gun to its proper place. Then he took a seat beside his friend.
"Awake upstairs. Getting worse. Afraid, embarrassed, frustrated, claws at body and mind." Raw wasn't looking at Cain, but at the tree across from them.
Cain said nothing. Each word was a stab of guilt and shame.
"Follow heart, whatever tells you. All this bad. Bad for DG, bad for you. Hurts mind and hearts." Raw looked down at his feet. "Would choose you." Raw glanced sidelong at his friend. "Her heart leads there."
That did not help, damnit.
"Raw, I… Adora…" The words just couldn't be choked out.
"Listen to what wife would say. Not own guilt. Look to past. What would say from her heart. Not yours. Glitch go if your heart can't." Raw patted his arm.
Cain remembered sitting beside Adora on the bed as she nursed Jeb for the first time.
"I'm glad he wasn't twins, because I love you both so much right now I wouldn't have enough to go around." He'd stroked his son's flakey cheek with the back of his finger.
"Don't be silly, Wyatt. Are you saying we can't have any more? The heart never runs out of love, and can never be too full of it. There was always room for more. You didn't stop loving your parents when you met me. You'll love every child we have this much." She leaned her head against his shoulder. "I know what you're trying to say. But I don't ever want you thinking it's true. A person needs love. I hope we both have love all of our days. And Jeb, our sweet Jebadiah."
She'd kissed him then. Still tired, but glowing.
"This is… a violation." His words already conveying his decision to Raw.
"Not if comes from here." Raw placed his hand on Cain's chest. "Curse evil. Hurts people. Don't let win. Bring good from the bad. Gave you heart. Share it. DG keep it safe."
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