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A Lonely Heart's Wish	By : shaliscarai Category: +G through L > Gargoyles Views: 9056 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gargoyles/Disney related but the original character, Eve Anderson, is from my own mind and is not a character of Disney. I get no pay and am only doing this for fun

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Eve lifts a brow when she sees the sleeping bags spread out to make a big bed for them. “How much room do you plan on taking?”
“As much as I can get.” He turns, claiming her mouth as he roughly pulls her to him.
She softly moans against his mouth, her body igniting with the slightest touch. He strips the clothes from her, tossing them into a corner of the tent so he can find them in the morning. He nips and licks a trail from her mouth to her shoulder, her fingers digging into his back to keep him there. He lifts her into his arms, carrying her the rest of the way to the sleeping bags. She bites her lip, trying to keep still as he gently lowers himself to the ground with her still in his arms.
“Brat.” she purrs at him, pulling his head up to hers for another thorough kiss.
He pulls away, chuckling softly as he tosses his clothes on top of the pile of hers. “Perhaps.”
Her hand glides down his stomach, sending a shiver through his body. He leans over her, capturing a nipple in his mouth and suckling hard. She arches up to meet him, gasping as his teeth bite down on her. She looks down to see him staring up at her as he switches from one breast to the other. The look he gives her is searing and she knows he is not nearly started on her yet.
One hand kneads her breast while his lips and tongue work on the other. She feels every nip and suck pull lower down inside her as if he is stroking her as well. She closes her eyes, arching more into him as the heat builds even higher. He growls low, feeling her fingers tighten against his back and the nails start to bite into his skin. He opens his mouth wider, taking more of her breast into his mouth and rakes his teeth against the swollen skin. Already close to the edge, the feel of his teeth elicits a sudden cry from her as she soaks the leg holding hers apart.
He stops, eyeing her in surprise. He slowly licks at the teeth marks left behind, his lips turned up in a satisfied grin. She finally glances down, sees his smug face, and groans. “Told you you’re a brat.”
“If I knew you could be this sensitive, I’d be one more often.” He purrs as he kisses his way lower. “I’ve never had a woman cum without my touching them lower without using magic before. I want to see if I can do it again.”
She opens wider for him as he glides his hands down her inner thighs. “You torture me.”
He gently nips her hip. “And you love every moment of it.”
She gasps again, his fingers slowly caressing their way down her inner thighs. She feels her body already responding as his fingers knead her everywhere but where she wishes them to be. His tongue paints lazy circles around her hips and inner thighs, heightening her awareness of him. She tries to lift her hips, forcing him to touch her but he splays a hand across her stomach, holding her down with a chuckle.
Her fingers start to tingle, the beginnings of magic being called to her. Her body begins to tremble, so close to cumming again that she’s panting from it. He reaches a hand up and gently squeezes her nipple. The shock of it sends her over the edge, screaming out his name. With a low growl, he latches onto her clit and laps at her, tasting every last drop coming from her body. Her fingers grasp for his arm, digging into his skin as the orgasm seems to go on forever, each stroke of his tongue sending her higher.
With one last flick, he finally pulls away from her and gazes smugly up her body. “Maybe I should let you have a breather.”
“Maybe you should quit teasing and fuck me.” She growls back, swatting him lightly on the arm.
His eyes narrow as he stalks slowly up her body. “Maybe I should.” He leans over her again, his lips brushing lightly against her ear. “Maybe I should fuck you til you pass out from pleasure and make you beg me to stop.” He nips her behind the ear, feeling her arch against him for more. “It has been a long time since I’ve had the time to properly play with my toys.”
“HHMM… a toy now am I?” She grinds against him. “That almost makes me sound like a slut.”
“A slut, eh?” He whispers into her ear, sliding his hard shaft along her folds. “Then you are my slut and no one else’s.” He drives hard into her, chuckling as she digs her fingers into his back, crying out with pleasure. “Are you my slut?”
“God, yes!” She cries out as he slams hard into her, again and again. She feels the magic building faster inside her, pulsing with his thrusts. She feels herself starting to losing control of it as she gets closer to her orgasm and nearly panics. Biting her lip, she tries her best to not let go.
Owen growls low, feeling her so tight around him. He knows she is so close to cumming again but can sense she is stopping it for some reason. He opens up their bond and gasps as the magic rushes through his body. He pulls her hands from him, pinning them down above her head. “Let it go.” He whispers softly in her ear as he arches his hips and plunges deeper into her. “It won’t hurt anything here.”
She cries out again, arching her hips to meet his thrusts. She lets go of the magic, feeling it snake it’s way around and through them. Unable to take any more she screams, her body pulsing in time with the magic as she soaks him again. She feels the magic surround them before shooting off in a wave across the night as she finally starts to lose consciousness.
When she wakes a few moments later, she realizes he has stilled inside her and his ragged panting has changed in tone. She opens her eyes and sees Puck above her, his body barely touching her as he rests on his elbows. His body is covered in sweat and eyes tightly closed. She pulls her hands from his grasp, gently stroking his sides.
He opens his eyes, staring down at her in weary amusement. “That is a first. Never been forcibly stripped on my form before because of an orgasm.” He leans down, kissing her passionately. “Wonder what else you’ll do to me.”
He thrusts deep into her again, kissing her passionately as he again finds his pace. Her nails score his back, leaving long red lines in their wake. The magic builds in her again, only to be met with his magic swirling around them. He gasps as the magic flows through her fingertips and along his skin.
“Yes, Eve.” He gasps, letting his own magic flow over her and touch her. “I want it.”
His magic feels like thousands of tiny little fingers and mouths touching, sucking, and licking her all over as his thrusts become deeper and harder. The sensations quickly begin to overload her, her body growing very tight around him. She feels his shaft begin to swell inside her, knowing both of them cannot last much longer. She screams out again, the magic being thrown from her as she cums hard. He shouts as well, thrusting hard one last time as he empties into her.
When her mind finally clears, she feels him shifting against her, rolling over and pulling her deeper into his arms. He nuzzles her neck, his breath still coming out in slight pants as he calms down. Her lips twitch up. “Well that was definitely interesting.” She murmurs into the darkness.
“Don’t sell yourself short, My Dear.” He snuggles closer, gently planting kisses along her shoulder. “That was amazing. No fae woman has even done that to me before.”
She laughs, turning in his arms to see his face. “None? You mean you’ve never used magic during sex?”
“I have but never with a Fae.” He reaches out and strokes her face. “None have ever made me feel the need before. Exchanging magic like that is a very intimate and trusting thing to do. “
She leans up on her elbow, gazing down into his awed face. “And you’ve never trusted anyone enough before?”
“No.” He twines his fingers in her hair, pulling her down to him. “But I do now. You and only you.” He kisses her passionately until she finally pulls away enough to breathe. He pulls her back down into his arms, resting her head on his shoulder. “Sleep, My Queen or neither of us will have the energy for an encore later.”
She laughs, snuggling closer, but can feel sleep making her limbs heavy. “Promise?”
“Promise” He murmurs back as her eyes flutter closed.
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Sorry about the delay. Between college finals, work, visits to the hospital for my mother in law, and my son's school having fits over his IEP meeting, I've been an extremely busy woman! But I have not lost the story yet! It is still rattling around in my brain! Sometimes more than others but I still have lots more chapters to write and hope to get them posted soon, And as always, please review! It keeps me going knowing that someone is reading and enjoying my story so far!
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