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Happily Ever After, and After	By : AlienEeeter Category: +G through L > Gargoyles Views: 19141 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Gargoyles, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: I feel like I need to explain myself for this chapter. . .but I can’t. I’m sorry, I just can’t.

Any feedback at all would be appreciated. *desperate hint*

Part 4

Elisa and Goliath lay naked in each other’s arms a long time. Goliath enjoyed her warmth pressed against him. If this was all they would ever have, well it might be enough. The sight of Elisa’s tears as she attempted to force herself to mate with him would be burnt into his mind forever. He did not want to see that again, no matter how hot, how impossibly tight. . . His erection surged back to life between them.

Elisa smiled a little, but she looked tired, strained. “Can’t get enough of me big guy, can you?”

“It is nothing.”

“I can do something else for you, if you would like,” she offered, her hand slipping down to stroke him.

“No,” he told her, rolling away. “I should take you home.” He picked up his discarded clothes and quickly strapped his loincloth around his waist. “You look like you need to sleep.”

“You’re not wrong,” she agreed, wincing as she sat up. “I’m a little sore--don’t apologize,” she said before he could speak. “It’s my own fault, not yours. You are wonderful.”

“So are you.” He passed her the destroyed t-shirt, jeans, bra. “I believe,” he said, picking up the scrap of nothing underwear between two claws, “that I will keep these, if I may.”

“Of course,” she said, pulling on her bra and jeans. She held up her t-shirt. “It’s a good thing I have a lot of these--don’t apologize for this either.”

He put on a smile. “You know me too well.”

They left the rooftop, Goliath flying Elisa back to her car at the base of Xanatos Tower. He held her in his arms, there on the street, kissed her with gentleness and sweetness when in reality he wanted to devour her, and said his goodnights. He returned to the castle, her damp underwear tucked safely into his belt, out of sight of prying eyes. He didn’t want the rest of the clan to know. Not yet.

“Goliath,” Lexington said upon his return. “We were getting worried. You were gone an awful long time.”

“I did a sweep of the park.”

“Any action?” Brooklyn asked.

“Not really,” Goliath replied, turning away.

“Then what are those grass stains on your back?”

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Elisa stripped down as soon as she got home and stepped into the shower. That went well, she told herself, and she really did believe it. The warm water felt good streaming down her body, dripping between her legs. She touched herself gingerly, finding everything intact, just sore. Her fingers brushed over her clit, still swollen with want, wishing for release. Elisa was a dam of pent up frustration at the breaking point.

It was a good thing she had gone with the detachable shower head.

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Beth arrived at Elisa’s apartment late the next afternoon just as she was pulling groceries from the trunk of her car. “Here,” Beth said, grabbing a bag. “So, have you done the deed yet? Did the underwear help?”

“Beth!” Elisa hissed when a teenage kid walking past them turned to stare. “Wait until we get inside.” They walked the groceries up to her apartment, Beth barely capable of biting her tongue.

“Well?” she asked, setting the bags down on the counter.

Elisa tried to be nonchalant as she put a quart of milk in the refrigerator. “It was…” she frowned. “Well to start with, he was very sweet and. . .mostly gentle--I think gargoyles like it rough.” Beth grinned. “I, well, we didn’t have sex.”

Beth’s grin fell away. “Why not?”

Elisa bit her bottom lip. This was so embarrassing… “He was, um, Beth--he’s huge.”

Beth let out a little squeal. “Really? How huge?”

“Well. . .” She held her hands up, looked at them, and dropped them uselessly. “I can’t talk about this.”

“Elisa, you’re thirty-two. Don’t you think you’re a little old to be shy?” Elisa shrugged. “Okay. Here.” Beth pulled some celery out of one of the grocery bags and freed it from it’s plastic, snapping off a stalk. “This big?” she asked, holding out the stalk.

“You’re insane,” she replied, eyes wide. “No, smaller.” Beth bit off one end. “Beth!”

“If dish closher?” she asked, her mouth full. Elisa nodded, and Beth studied the vegetable, chewing and swallowing. “Well, you don’t have to take the whole thing I suppose.”

“There’s more. He was also, you know, big around.”

Beth didn’t say a word, but started rummaging through Elisa’s groceries and cupboards. Offering a bottle of soy sauce, parmesan cheese shaker, and a canister of oatmeal for comparison. “Don’t be a freak,” Elisa said when Beth held up the cardboard oats canister. “More along the lines of. . .I can’t believe I’m doing this…something between here and here.” She picked up some of Beth’s discarded items and held up a can of soda and a can of tuna.

“Holy--Elisa!”

“I know.”

Beth took the cans from Elisa, grabbed another soda. She stacked the two soda cans on top of each other and measured them against her celery, and then put the tuna can underneath and measured again. “That look about right?” she asked her older sister, who nodded, and wandered into the living room to collapse on the couch. Beth followed her and set up her tower of cans on the coffee table. “And you tried to do that last night.”

“I’ve more or less recovered.” She stared at her sister’s crude re-creation. She was getting turned on. “It’s possible. I’ve arrested enough perverts and gone through piles of porn in the evidence rooms. I know I can handle it. It’s just going to take some time.”

“Is Goliath okay with that?”

“I think so,” Elisa said. “He loves me. I love him and Beth, I want him even more than ever. I need him.”

“You know what you’re going to have to do, right?”

“Yes. And I was hoping you would come along for moral support.”

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Beth walked into the porn store as though she had been there before, head high and full of confidence, while Elisa slinked in behind her. It wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be--very clean, well lit, and most of the people in the store looked pretty normal. The biggest surprise was the woman at the counter. She must have been about seventy, and was wearing a t-shirt with a kitten printed on it.

“Stay close to me,” Elisa muttered to her sister. “Lets just get what we need and get out again.”

“But Elisa! Look at all of the toys.” The entire back wall was devoted to vibrators and dildos in so many colors, shapes and sizes Elisa didn’t even know where to begin. Beth immediately started flipping through all of the brightly colored packages. “We’ll get you three. Average, above average, and super-plus!”

“Is that how they measure them?” Elisa asked, picking up the first one she was drawn to, a glittering purple shaft called ‘Cosmo.’ It was moderately sized, and had a built-in vibrator. It had a nice heft to it, and felt solid when she squeezed it through the package. Like stone, she thought to herself, remembering the night before.

“This one is called ‘Big Bubba,’ ” Beth suggested, holding up a realistic dildo with fake pubic hair and massive balls.

“It’s not that big,” Elisa assured.

They hunted, using the purple ‘Cosmo’ as their starting point. The realistic ones made Elisa uncomfortable, like it wasn’t so much a piece of plastic but the dismembered member of an actual man that she didn’t know. They chose a second one, this one called ‘King Dong.’ It was (of course) molded out of a deep chocolate colored rubber, but was not overly realistic, more of the idea of a penis than the actual thing. It was the largest they could find and it was not even two inches in diameter.

Beth had decided to splurge on a cheerful pink toy that both vibrated and rotated with five different speeds and three vibration patterns. She held her own selection in one hand and, calling across the store, held up a selection from the wall of novelty items. “How about this Elisa?” Elisa looked up. Beth was waving a life-sized replica of a man’s closed fist and arm over her head.

Elisa hurried over to her sister and wrenched the fist out of her hand. “Stop playing around. This is embarrassing enough. I’m ready to go.”

“But we haven’t found your super-plus cock yet,” Beth said. “We could try another store.”

“No. I think this is enough.”

Elisa kept her head down as she approached the counter, the old lady smiling at her as she placed her purchases to be rung up. “A couple questions,” Beth said to the lady, leaning against the counter. “First, do you have any of this in a gallon size?” She sat a bottle of lube on the counter. “And we really were looking for something about this thick--” She took the tuna can out of her pocket and set it beside the lube. “Maybe you have something hiding in the back?” Elisa though she would die right there on the spot even as the old lady threw back her head and laughed.

“You girls have an exciting weekend planned, don’t you?”

“Oh, not me,” Beth assured. “I’m her sister. I’m just helping her pick out a few. . .aids. She has a big job ahead of her, if you know what I mean.”

“You are not, funny,” Elisa hissed. “I’m going to kill you when we get out of this store.”

“I’m afraid the largest we carry lube in is a twelve ounce bottle, and everything we have in stock is on the floor,” the cashier told Beth. “I think you’re making your sister a little uncomfortable.”

“No,” Elisa assured. “I’m fine. I just. . .never thought I’d find myself in this situation.”

“I am very curious,” the woman told them. “I couldn’t help but eavesdrop on you two.”

“She was shouting across the store. You couldn’t help it.” Elisa sighed. “My boyfriend is. . .large. It’s just not something I’m used to. I thought I would, you know, work my way up.”

“And this is accurate?” She picked up the tuna can and encircled it with both hands. “I know a man who does custom designs. It’s pricey though.” She continued to marvel at the can. “I’ve been in this business a long time, girls. I don’t think I’ve ever encountered a human being quite…we do have a selection of bestiality porn in back…”

“He’s not an animal,” Elisa said, voice louder than she intended. The woman leaned back in surprise.

“I understand,” she said softly. “It’s perfectly natural, I promise. When I was a teenager I went to the beach. I got to swim with the dolphins--they have prehensile peni--”

“Gargoyle,” Beth whispered, leaning over the counter. “Her boyfriend is a gargoyle.”

“Oh.” The woman looked startled, but not the least bit embarrassed. “I’m sorry. I’ve seen them on television you know,” she said. “You are very lucky girl.”

“Thanks,” Elisa muttered. “Can you just give me my total so I can go?”

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They exited the store carrying black plastic bags, walking to Elisa‘s car, parked two blocks away. “I’m never taking you anywhere with me again,” Elisa told Beth, not looking at her.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” Beth put a hand on her sister’s shoulder. “I was being immature. I really am sorry. Elisa? Look at me.”

Elisa turned, trying to wipe the tears from her eyes before Beth saw them. “This isn’t a joke, okay? This is my life. And don’t go telling people I’m sleeping with a gargoyle!” She whispered this. “There are still people out there that hate them, and I don’t want any trouble.”

“I was just trying to keep things light and fun. I didn’t mean anything by it, and wouldn’t you rather have that lady know you’re in a real relationship, and not, you know, boinking a horse or something?” Elisa laughed. “Dolphins! Prehensile penises!”

“I can’t believe you brought the tuna can with us!” Elisa wiped her face on her sleeve and put an arm around her sister’s shoulders. “Lets go get some ice cream. And then…I guess then it’s sunset…”
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