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Lexington's Fantasies	By : MelissaMaxwell Category: +G through L > Gargoyles Views: 10870 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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August 8, 1996
Lex couldn't believe it! He had a date tomorrow! With Angela! The hottest female gargoyle in New York! OK, admittedly, that was a small pool. Maggie didn't quite count as a gargoyle. And Demona...Lex wished someone would just haul off and slap that bitch. Not only was she responsible for the death of the clan, but it was because of her imprisonment that he and Angela had to postpone their date. Between patrolling schedules and guarding Demona in the Labyrinth, it was hard to find a night they were both free. Lex rubbed the back of his neck. He was pleased to find that stone sleep had healed the welt left by one of those mosquitoes. Next time he was scheduled for guard duty, he was bringing a can of Off with him.
Angela was on guard duty tonight, but she agreed to go with Lex to Coney Island tomorrow. Lex had patrolled Central Park with Brooklyn until midnight. Brooklyn seemed mad at Lex tonight, barely saying two words to him. His sulking made the quiet night more tense than it should've been. Was he jealous about the date Lex had planned? Well, it was his fault. He was too busy quarreling with Broadway over her to really give her any attention.
Lex sighed. He really did care about his two brothers. He didn't like fighting with them and Angela made it clear she didn't like being treated like a prize either. If they kept this up, she might get fed up and go back to Avalon. Lex didn't want that. She made the Clock Tower a brighter place. And it was fun introducing her to all the new and different things this world had to offer. They had all taken her to see Forest Gump at the Bijou, only for the three of them to get into a scuffle over who got to sit next to Angela. Broadway introduced her to chocolate. Brooklyn had introduced her to television. Lex had introduced her to a radio he had fixed himself. Lex still blushed when he remembered being smooshed against her breasts when she tried to teach him how to dance. After he bowed out, Brooklyn and Broadway got into another quarrel over who would dance with her. Lex suggested that Angela decide. At that moment, Goliath entered the room. "Father!" Angela called out, taking his hands. "Come dance with me!" Broadway and Brooklyn glared at the waltzing father and daughter while Lex smirked at them.
Lex lay back on the rafter, coiling his tail around it for support. He could hear Brooklyn channel surfing beneath him. Between the late hour and everything being in summer reruns, there wasn't much on. Eventually, he heard him click off the set and walk off, a whoosh of leathery wings signaling that he had left the tower. Lex closed his eyes and remembered the night he taught Angela how to ice skate. Once she found her center of balance, she wasn't too bad. It would be awhile before she could do anything fancy and getting Michelle Kwan good could take years, provided you had the talent and drive. Lex wondered if gargoyles would ever be allowed to compete in the Olympics. There was probably no hard and fast rule saying that ice skaters //had// to wear ice skates. Using wings to grab more air would probably be unfair to the human skaters, though. Angela would look cute in one of those sparkly mini dresses that girl ice skaters wore. As her partner, Lex would have to wear a matching sparkly leotard.
Yeah, he could just see the two of them in Nagano, skating to "O Mio Babbino Caro" before a hushed audience. He supposed their height difference would mean he'd have to do the traditionally ladies' moves. But, hey, he was good at jumping in the air and spinning around. And Angela had something resembling biceps, so he could count on her not dropping him. And since it was all fantasy anyway, heck, they could win the gold! Lex wondered if "The Star Spangled Banner" or "Scotland the Brave" would be played for them at the award ceremony. Oh well, hardly mattered.
The real celebration would be later that night, in a hotel room with a bottle of champagne. Since they were in Japan, maybe they'd go to one of the infamous love hotels, the kind with tatami mats and cushy futons. He'd seen images on a web site that had scans of manga. Angela would look cute in a yukata. What would she look like if she wore her hair down? She always tied it up in a double ponytail. What if it was loose and free? Sable tresses pouring over her shoulders, warm brown eyes twinkling as she sipped her champagne. Lex imagined himself reaching over and stroking a silky tress of sable hair. She'd reach out to him, letting her broad wings stretch out of her yukata to embrace him. And then, she'd kiss him. Not a sweet, sisterly kiss like she had given him, but a red hot lips on lips kiss. As they rolled around on the futon together, their yukata would come undone. "I love you, Lex, please make love to me." Angela's voice sounded a bit huskier than usual, but it made Lex tremble as his cock hardened.
His cock was being squeezed tightly as Lex pushed himself in and out of a close grip. As he gasped out his pleasure, he lay face down on his lover. It wasn't like getting smooshed that time Angela tried to teach him to dance. It was firm and all covered in smooth, soft lavender skin. The heady scent of musk intoxicated Lex almost as much as the steady pumping on his cock. Arms and wings went about Lex, holding him close. He reached out and stroked that long, sable hair again. He lifted himself up to look into those shining brown eyes as he gave his all to his lover.
The eyes were brown and shining. The hair was soft and sable. The skin was smooth and lavender colored- but it was no longer Angela. He was making love to Goliath.
Lex opened his eyes and let go of his stiff cock, snapping back into reality. What the HELL was that about? Lex wondered. He was sure he had outgrown the crush he had on Goliath. He had told himself that puberty had just shown him the kind of male he wanted to be when he grew up. It didn't mean he really wanted to screw him, did it?
Lex sat on the rafter and tried to ignore the fact that his cock was still throbbing for attention. He had heard of something like this once before. A couple of stable boys had been caught in the barn with their pants down- literally. Prince Malcolm and his priest had decreed that they be put to death by burning. The gargoyles had decided they would not interfere with human justice, even if they didn't agree with it. Lex had just been glad the sentence was carried out during the day so he wouldn't have to see it. The very thought of what those two boys went through was enough to make Lex loose his erection.
Lex sighed and jumped from the rafters, using his wings as a parachute. He heard a leathery rush of wings and looked up half expecting to see Brooklyn had returned. He blushed to find it was Angela. She looked like she had been crying. "Uh, hey Angela." he said. "Are you alright?"
"I will be." she sighed. "I think I'll read something." She went over to the shelves of "gently used" books that Elisa had collected for them. She considered Les Miserables. "No." Angela decided before moving on to Pride and Prejudice. "No." She considered The Scarlet Letter before dismissing it with a "No". Little Women also got a "No". She picked out a relatively new one, Jodi Picoult's Harvesting the Heart. She took one look at the cover depicting a red haired woman holding a baby. "Oh, Hell no." Angela decided.
"I don't think I ever heard you use swear words before." Lex said, half teasingly.
"I don't use them often." said Angela. "It's just...Demona said some awful things about Catherine. She said that she hated gargoyles, that she'd sooner have dogs eat in her dining hall than gargoyles. It isn't true, is it?"
"Angela...." Lex sighed. He didn't want to lie to Angela, but he didn't want to upset her either. "Princess Catherine, she was afraid of gargoyles. I don't think she really knew gargoyles well enough to hate us. And no matter what Catherine did, it doesn't excuse the things Demona did." Seriously. Lex thought. A refusal to invite you to dinner versus turning people into stone so you can kill them? No contest!
"I insisted on sharing the responsibility of guarding her because I wanted the truth." sighed Angela. "But the truth isn't always easy to take. And I've just about had it with Fang asking me if 'those thing are real'. What things are he talking about?"
Lex chuckled nervously. "Why don't we watch a video?" he suggested. "Elisa just gave us one with some Bugs Bunny cartoons. A few laughs'll take your mind off everything."
"Alright." Angela sighed as she sat on the old patched up couch. Lex put the video in and took a seat next to Angela. "Anything to take my mind off the other disgusting things Fang said to me." Angela shuddered. "He makes my flesh crawl. I very nearly let Demona castrate him like she wanted."
"Yeah, he's a bastard." said Lex. "We still on for Coney Island tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I'll go with you." she said.
Lex pushed "play". The first cartoon was something called "Rabbit Seasoning". As Bugs and Daffy bickered, Lex considered taking the opportunity to put an arm around Angela. He was attracted to her, right? Then again, considering how upset she was with Fang's catcalls, maybe she wouldn't welcome it.
"I demand that you shoot me now!" Daffy screamed at Elmer Fudd. Elmer complied. "I don't think Broadway would like this cartoon." said Angela. "It makes shooting people look funny. He told me it really isn't funny at all in real life."
"Ah, it's just a cartoon." said Lex. They sat and watched Elmer chase after Bugs and Daffy while firing his rifle at them. At one point, Bugs decided to distract Elmer by dressing like a woman. Elmer was enraptured, but Daffy was less than amused. When he demanded that Bugs be honest with Elmer, Bugs told Elmer (in a very girly voice) that he'd love a duck dinner and kissed Elmer, causing him to quite happily shoot Daffy. Maybe things are different now. Lex thought. I mean, they show cartoons where males kiss males. I haven't heard of anyone being burned alive for any reason. Maybe the humans just had a change of attitude over the last thousand years. According to Angela, Catherine learned to be more tolerant. Maybe the rest of humanity has too!

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August 10, 1996
"And in other news," said Travis Marshall. "Nick Moraida, a 34 year old gay Latino was shot and killed last week in Corpus Christi, Texas by known member of the Aryan Brotherhood, Richard Cartwright. Cartwright maintains his innocence, claiming that he only meant to rob Moraida. This is the second time this year violence against a gay man was reported from the state of Texas. In January of this year, Fred Mangione was stabbed 35 times with a deer knife by a neo-Nazi group while...."
Lexington clicked off the TV and buried his face in his hands. They haven't changed. Lex thought to himself. In a thousand years, the only change is that they use bullets and knives instead of fire. They haven't changed!

A/N: The news report given by Travis Marshall is based on true events.
I had to go look at the timeline on GargWiki to see that I got the dates right. Seems I misread it last time I wrote something about Lex and Angela. Suffice to say, it takes place after the events in "Turf" and during the events in "The Reckoning".
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