Happily Ever After, and After | By : AlienEeeter Category: +G through L > Gargoyles Views: 19141 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Part 2
Goliath spent a long time gliding through the city. He wanted her so badly. She wanted him too. There were consequences though. So many consequences. Twice he considered asking Hudson for advice, but the thoughts were quickly banished from his mind. He was a fool to even consider it. To love Elisa? Bad enough. To as her to be his mate? Impossible.
The following night Elisa was waiting for them in the clock tower when they awoke. She spoke of nothing concerning the night before, and Goliath didn’t either. In fact, neither of them spoke much at all. Goliath wanted to explain it to her, to tell her that it just wasn’t done. He loved her but--
No. That was it. He loved her. They were in a new world. It was time for change. Traditions were dying all around him. There was a time when no gargoyle had a name. That had changed all over the world. Ten thousand years ago Angela would never have wondered about her biological parents. And there was a time in which all Gargoyles mated for life.
***
Elisa met with her sister again to go shopping two days after her encounter with Goliath. “He loves me, but he says we cannot be together,” she told Beth while they browsed Macy’s.
Beth studied a jacket she could not afford. “Well, I guess you’ll just have to seduce him. *Make* him want to be with you.”
“You’re insane.”
“No I’m not. You just put on your sexiest lingerie, get him alone, and strip.”
“This is not about sex, Beth.”
Her sister rolled her eyes. “Of course it is. If it wasn’t, you’d be content to leave things as is--platonic love, friendship, and trust. You already have all of that with him. You want more. You want sex.”
“Okay, fine. I want sex. . .but I don’t own any sexy lingerie.”
***
She didn’t want to half-ass this. She had already called in sick, and had washed and dressed with care. She only wore jeans and a t-shirt, but underneath was a little more special. (Though not as much as Beth would have liked. Elisa had turned out to be a very poor companion to go underwear shopping with.)
Her legs were shaking as she took the elevator up to the castle, and walked the stairs up to the roof, where the Gargoyles had just awoke. Everything was normal. She was greeted enthusiastically by the four young gargoyles and Bronx, received a warm smile from Hudson.
Goliath was silent and unsmiling. “You are late in arriving. Don’t you need to go to work tonight?”
“You’re right, Goliath. How the time flies. . .could you fly me to the station? It would be faster.”
He nodded, picking her up to cradle her in his arms. Soon they were soaring over the city. “Lets go to the park,” she said once they were out of sight of the castle.
“What about your work?”
“I took the night off.” She locked eyes with him, and they both wore the same expression.
“I have a better idea.” He took a left-hand turn, flying until they eventually landed on a rooftop garden. There was a carpet of grass, trees, a small koi pond and a park bench. “This,” he told her, “is a little more private.”
“You’re right. It’s beautiful.” she sat down on the park bench, still nervous. He sat down beside her, the flimsy wood groaning a little under his weight. He put a hand over hers.
“You are so small, so fragile. . . I have thought about what you said in your apartment a few nights ago.” His claw traveled up her bare arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps. Elisa drew in a tight gasp. “It is true, I long for more. But there are so many things that need to be considered. Let’s be practical.”
“Kiss me and then tell me to be practical.”
He did, leaning over her to capture her mouth, Elisa’s soft, full lips pressing against his own. Her arms snaked around his neck, his around her waist to pull her closer. Elisa wasn’t sure who deepened the kiss, but their mouths opened to accept the other, and when they finally pulled apart she was dizzy.
“I--I don’t think I’ve ever been kissed like that before,” she admitted, somewhat breathless.
“That was a dangerous kiss,” he told her. “I have told myself that I want to see this through. If you have any reservations, now would be the time to mention them.”
Elisa stood up, changing her position so she was straddling one of his huge thighs. “Let’s not let our emotions run away with us,” she teased.
“No, we shouldn’t. Gargoyle mating rituals are. . .different. . .from the humans’. We need to talk about this first.” She kissed him again, long and hard, her hands wrapped around his neck and entangled in his hair. His hands encircled her waist, fingertips meeting fingertips. < She’s so small. . . >
“You’ll have to teach me,” she told him when they broke for air. “About the mating rituals. Though I’m sure I could teach you a thing or two as well.” She brought up a knee to press against his crotch, creating a stirring underneath. She had half done it to attempt to gage his size, but the heavy loincloth and the fact that he wasn’t very hard yet weren’t in her favor.
Goliath growled low in his throat when Elisa pressed against him with her knee. She didn’t know what she was getting into, teasing him like that. When Demona had been his lover, so long ago, that action would have provoked him to press her up against a stone wall, and not gently. He knew from watching a small handful of romantic movies, that this was *not* how 20th century woman would like to be treated. (As to 10th century women, he was even more ignorant of…but doubt they wanted to be tossed against walls either.) “Elisa, please. You are not listening--this isn’t like you. I brought you here to talk.”
Elisa pulled away. “*Jalapeño.* I’m sorry Goliath. I was just. . .taking some bad advice. I‘m concentrating too much on carnal instincts right now, I‘m afraid.”
Another low growl rumbled from his throat, making Elisa wince. “You are not alone, I promise. But Elisa, there are. . .if we do this, it means we are committed only to each other, forever.”
“So when you said earlier that you wanted to see this though, you meant. . .”
“Yes.”
“Goliath. You have meant everything to me for the last three years. I don’t want anyone else.”
Elisa gasped in surprise when Goliath scooped her up into his arms in a very un-Goliath like manner and spun them around in a half circle. “We are fools to think this will work. But you have made me *incredibly* happy, Elisa Maza.”
“I don’t mind being a fool, as long as its with you.” They kissed again, for the first time as a couple, two fools in love.
“Now,” Elisa said when they finally separated, after what seemed like forever, “what about these mating rituals you were going to show me?”
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