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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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Owen stares down at his phone, a slight smile tugging at his lips. He knew she would try to keep the cat out but it would be a losing battle. She just didn’t know it yet. With a soft sigh, he stands up and walks into the house. He looks around, realizing this is the first time he’s really been left alone in this house for any real length of time. His lips curve up and he sets off upstairs to where she said her old bedroom was to explore.
Hours later, David and Justin find him sitting on the floor by a closet, listening to an old orchestra concert on video as he flips through a scrapbook. He looks up at Justin, brows furrowed in confusion as he points to a young man in a photo. “Who is this? I see him in several of her family photos.”
Justin’s face clouds over as he sits down on the floor with a heavy sigh. “He would be. That’s her brother, Michael.”
David glances at Justin, confused as well. “I didn’t know she has a brother. She never talks about him.”
“Had a brother.” Justin turns enough to lean his back against a wall. He died when she was 6 yrs old from a bear attack. He was 10 years older than her so she, of course, idolized him. His death hit her hard. She doesn’t talk about him much.”
“Understandable.” Owen looks down at the scrapbook in his hands, memorizing the face of her brother. “I will let her tell me when she is ready then.”
David looks over at the TV, finally noticing a young Eve on the screen playing a violin. “Eve plays?”
“Yep.” Justin smiles as he reaches into the closet and pulls out a violin case. “Ever since she was 5 yrs old. Michael would tell her to play it just before bedtime so she would get her practice in. Told her it would sooth him to sleep.” He opens the case and caresses the cherry finish on the violin. “At first it was the most god awful screeching you ever heard but he would act like it was a symphony for her.”
“When did she stop playing?” Owen quieting whispers as he gazes down at the violin in Justin’s hands, feeling the joy and pain emanating from the wood.
“Just after her dad was killed.” Justin closes the case and lays it back in the closet. “Too many people started saying her dad’s death was just like her brother’s, secretly a suicide that the police covered up.”
“Was it?” David leans back against his chair, his mind whirling with theories.
“No.” Justin narrows his eyes, anger barely tingeing his voice. “My father was there when Michael was identified and I was there when her father was shot while at a standoff.” He reaches out and turns the video off. “If there was something wrong with Michael’s death, my father would have told me.”
“We’re not making assumptions, Justin.” Owen closes the scrapbook. “We just need to know the feel of the town and why they are letting Getties do what he’s doing. I have to know more about Eve’s past to help with the future.”
“I know.” Justin watches as Owen begins to put away the photos and trinkets in their boxes. “Sometimes it’s just hard to not think everyone is out to sully her and her family.”
David reaches out and pats Justin on the shoulder. “I’ve been on both sides of this coin, Justin. We’ll take care of this.”
“Thanks.” Justin pulls out another box. “So if we’re gonna dig, let’s get to work before she finds out and flays all of us.”
Eve sighs as she turns off her computer. She didn’t want to go upstairs and play with magic today but knew she needed to get it done so she’d be able to do it again in a few weeks. Fox pokes her head through the door, grinning wickedly.
“Ready to do this?” She winks at Eve.
“Yeah, I guess.” Eve pushes her chair back and stands. “I just hope I don’t screw it up.”
“Alexander will make sure you do it right.” She opens the door wider to let Eve walk past her before falling into step with her. “I just can’t wait until Elisa sees what you’ve done.”
Eve’s lips twitch up for a moment. “Yeah that could be really interesting.” She pushes the button for the elevator. “But will she appreciate it is what I want to know. “
“She will.” Fox winks at her again as she steps into the elevator. “Have faith in yourself.”
Alexander grins, clapping his hands together in glee. “You did it!”
Eve looks at the three ‘humans’ in front of her warily. “How long will it last?”
“As strong as you made it?” He walks around Angela, studying her. “I think 2-3 days at least.”
“I’ll be human that long?” Goliath stares down at his hands. “Will I turn to stone at dawn?”
“No.” Alexander laughs and settles on a nearby bench. “That would be silly! Then we wouldn’t be able to have the wedding! You’ll be able to move around and sleep at night just like the rest of us.”
“So, ready for that dress fitting Angela?” Eve smirks.
“Of course!” Angela grabs Eve’s arm and tries to drag her to the solarium doors. “What is it called that I will be wearing again?”
“A bridesmaid’s dress.” Eve chuckles, waving Broadway over. “Come one, Broadway. You’re not getting out of this.”
“Aw! Do I have to?” His shoulders slump as he trudges after them. “I don’t want to wear a suit. They’re itchy!”
Owen shifts under the covers, the bed feeling uncomfortable without Eve. He had been going through boxes and listening to Justin talk for hours about her. It had only made him miss her all the more. He knew if all went well tomorrow he would be home by evening but it didn’t make the loss any less real. With a last sigh, he forces his body to relax and his mind to drift.
He’s in his office, staring at the computer screen in confusion. The last he knew he was at the farm in bed, not sitting behind his desk at work. He types in a passcode but nothing happens, adding to his confusion. He looks around, noticing certain objects are missing from his office. Then it hits him, he’s in a dream. He leans back in his chair, wondering who’s dream he is in, his own or someone else’s. The sound of the office door slowly opening catches his attention and he spin around in his chair.
Eve softly closes the door, turning enough to lower the blinds on the windows so no one can see in. “I thought you might still be typing away instead of off work like everyone else.” She purrs as she touches the wall, making it sound proof.
“Sound proofing the room, Eve?” He steeples his hands in front of him, curiosity getting the better of him. “Is that necessary?”
She turns, slowly unbuttoning her jacket. “For what I have planned it is.”
He finally notices that only her hose is showing beneath her jacket as she saunters closer to him, popping a button open one at a time. “And what do you have planned?”
“Whatever I want.” She slides the jacket down her arms, revealing a velvet black corset, thong, and thigh high hose. “And I’m not taking no for an answer.”
His mouth dries, his body responding to her already although he does not plan on showing it yet. “What if I object because we might get caught in the act?”
“Already taken care of.” She finally reaches him, turning his chair enough for her to straddle his lap. “Fox is taking David out for dinner, Xander is at a movie, staff will shy away from this section for the next couple of hours due to wards” She leans close, whispering in his ear. “And although your objection is noted, I’m not listening to it.”
He closes his eyes as her body rubs suggestively against his, her tongue gently running along the outside of his ear. “Am I that easy?”
Her throaty laugh vibrates along his neck as she nips him. “You’re never easy.” She caresses his chin with her lips. “But I plan on having you the hard way or the easy way.” Her hands roam over his chest. “But first I think you need to get more comfortable.”
She pulls the tie off of him and loosely drapes it around her neck. She slowly unbuttons his shirt, pulling it off his arms. “HHMMM…I think I would look much better with this on instead of you.” She unties the corset, tosses it to the floor, and slides his shirt on without buttoning it. “Yes this is much better.”
His eyes drift over her body, his tie lying between her breasts as his shirt barely conceals her. He shifts under her, wanting her even more now. “Perhaps you should wear it more often.”
She grins, running her hand over his hardened shaft. “Perhaps I should.” She deftly unbuttons and zips down his pants. “Especially if it means I gets to play with my favorite toy.” She pulls it out and strokes it harder.
His hands tighten on the arms of his chair, his breathing becoming more ragged. She bites her lip, untying the thong and tossing it to the floor as well. She leans forward, sliding him deep inside her. He groans, hips slightly arching up to meet her as she comes down. She grips the back of his chair, leaning close enough for her nipples to brush along his chest as she begins to ride him.
He finds himself mesmerized by the sight of her moving above him. His fingers tighten on the arms of his chair more, fighting to keep from grabbing her and taking over as she leans back more. He gasps as she almost immediately floods his mind with pleasure, her muscles beginning to milk him as she cums hard. He finds himself enjoying her having complete control and does his best to stay still under her as she begins to slow down as she catches her breath.
“Don’t stop on my account.” He purrs to her, licking at her breasts as they come close to him.
She moans, leaning as close as she can without toppling the chair, and begins to slide down on him faster. “I don’t plan on it.”
She gazes down at him as he wraps his lips around one nipple, suckling hard. The sight tightens her even further and the growl he gives her vibrates through her body. His eyes snap up to hers, his hands finally wrapping themselves around her waist to keep her balanced as she begins to lose control again.
“God, Baby!” She cries out, soaking him completely again as her muscles spasm.
He growls again, not able to hold back any longer. His arms wrap around her waist, holding her as he stands. He settles her on his desk, lifting her legs over his shoulders, and begins to thrust hard into her. Her fingers clamp onto the edge of the desk, her cries turning to screams of pleasure as he buries himself deeply into her. She opens her eyes and sees him watching her hungrily, his shaft swelling even more inside her.
He feels himself getting very close, the sight of her nearly naked on his desk and in his clothes making him feel possessive as he takes her hard. He looks down at where they are joined and it is his undoing, the sight of her juices flowing from her as she screams out his name ending his control. He thrusts hard and deep into her, her muscles milking every last drop from him. He finally stops, leaning over to whisper in her ear.
“Any more dreams like this and I will take you on my desk.” His voice purrs dangerously in her ear.
Eve wakes with a start, Owen’s voice still fresh in her mind. She can feel the sheets damp beneath her, a sign that the dream was real enough for her body to respond to it while she was asleep. She sighs softly, the lingering feel of him touching her still making her body hum with pleasure and the knowledge it was just a dream making her frustrated. As she heads for the shower, a slight smile touches her lips as she remembers how bold she was in the dream. Although she doesn’t know if she could be that forward yet, she does make a mental note to wear his shirt and tie one night to see how he truly reacts.
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