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Happily Ever After, and After	By : AlienEeeter Category: +G through L > Gargoyles Views: 19141 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A/N: Some plot and some solo fun before we get to another sex scene. (Sorry for the shortness, by the way.) Thanks for the comments, Karin! It’s nuts that I have over 2,500 hits and two comments…

Part 6

It was early morning and Elisa knew that she needed to be asleep instead of sitting naked on her bed fresh from the shower, the memory of being pressed against a wall still on her mind, the feeling of cold stone etched into her skin. She could still feel him, huge and pressed against her, not quite hard but certainly on his way. If only we’d had more time we could have…

Could have what? Ended up sore, disappointed, and horny?

Her purchases from the day before were laying on the bed--the purple vibrator, the chocolate monster, and a warm can of Coke. Not that she would be using it (she hoped) but as a reminder. A reminder that left her dripping and hungry for Goliath. She could never have guessed how turned on she would be around him. After all, she had spent at least two years trying her best not to be attracted to him. Of course it was the worst when she had been with him on the skiff. If it hadn’t been for Angela and Bronx…their union would have happened a lot faster. There would be no way she could have resisted, had she been alone with Goliath non-stop.

She picked up the vibrator, leaning back and raising her knees. She had never used one before, her shower head or her fingers usually doing the job. She turned the knob at one end and it shuddered to life, Elisa feeling the vibrations all the way up her arm. She re-adjusted so that the vibration was slow, light. Easier for a beginner to manage.

She needed no lube, instead thinking only of Goliath. The toy slipped in easily--well, she was no virgin--and she felt the movement from the inside out, and decided to turn it off. This was, she told herself, training as well as pleasure. Training? Ridiculous. Training to have sex with my--not boyfriend. Lover? That was better. Mate? Hardly yet, if ever. Mating would imply reproduction. She didn’t know what they were, just that they needed to be together. He was on the verge of ending things, she knew it, which made her actions ever the more desperate--she would not let this relationship end before it even started.

She moved her fingers deftly over her clit, knowing exactly what pressure and speed was needed to excite herself after years without a boyfriend. She moved the vibrator in long, slow strokes with ease, its ridges barely pronounced as she tightened her muscles around it to properly feel its girth. It was not satisfactory, though a few years ago, she would have considered the toy adequate.

She tossed it aside on the bed, picking up the large toy. It was very large, with a bulbous head and thick molded veins. The color was the color of a Hershey bar, not at all realistic, any more than it’s shape or size. Still, she wished it was purple.

Her cheeks flushed and heat rushed her body as she pressed the head against her well-lubricated inner lips. This time there was resistance, her body immediately protesting to being stretched so far. She felt a small stab of pain, not too bad, and continued on slowly, until she had managed to take the huge dildo. This time the pain was small and sweet, the length being more of a problem than the girth. She increased the speed of her fingers on her clit, excited both physically and mentally at being able to take the entire thing, all the way to eight inches. She did not try to slide it out again, doubting that a second stroke could be accomplished, only getting used to the girth, to the length, stretching her to new limits--limits that would be pushed even further in two nights’ time.

She allowed her brain to revisit earlier that day. It had been exciting, being pressed against the wall, completely at Goliath’s mercy. He could have hurt her--obviously gargoyles liked it a little rough--but he hadn’t, and she found she rather liked it. And the night before, on the grass, just being so close, so intimate…

She climaxed against her fingers, crying out as muscles tightened around the thick dildo buried deep within her. Her fingers kept moving, her other hand finding the vibrator and turning it on, pressing it against her clit. She brought herself to a second orgasm, her first ever, moans turning into screams as she let the shaft slide out of her as she shook on her bed.

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“No Elisa tonight, eh, lad? Or last.” Hudson asked Goliath as they both stared out over the castle walls. The young ones were out patrolling in pairs, leaving the two older gargoyles alone.

“She has her own duties as well,” he offered. “We are not the only thing in her life.”

“No, I suppose not. It’s a pity. I like the lass, don’t you?”

“What a ridiculous question. Of course I do. You know I do.”

“Aye, but she can only be a friend to us, and nothing more. The closest and dearest of friends, but--”

Goliath started at his mentor. “I have no idea what you are talking about,” he said to the older gargoyle, turning away.

“I think ye do. You think just because I don’t see as well as others that I don’t see at all? I’ve been watching for so long now, and last night, I heard this interesting story about the two of you in the library. . .”

Goliath suppressed a moan. Broadway and Angela. . . “My daughter has been talking to you.”

“Maybe. You call her your daughter without thought now. You have been picking up on human ways. Same as the rest of us,” he said before Goliath could interrupt him. “We’ve all taken names, embraced this human technology--we have all changed these last few years. It doesn’t matter. We are not part of the human world and never will be. Tell me, what kind of life could the two of you build? A gargoyle and a human woman?”

“Let us worry about that,” Goliath answered, looking away from Hudson and out into the night sky. “You, er, wont tell the others of this conversation?”

“I wont. I just want you to really think before you do something stupid.” Too late. “You haven’t already, have you?”

“Of course not.”
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