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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 stares around the empty room, a part of her feeling the sudden loss. The only rooms not touched was her bedroom and bathroom, leaving those until the last moment. Moondancer and Samuel stare at her from his cat bed in the corner, ears pricked forward. She glances down at them, a sad smile on her face.
“Looks barren now, doesn’t it?” She sits down on the floor near them, curling her legs under here.
Samuel trills, cocking his head to the side. She reaches out, gently scratching behind his ear. A loud purr echoes through the room. Moondancer stretches out her neck, her nose lightly touching Eve’s fingers. With a soft laugh, Eve scratches behind her ear as well.
“At least I know the two of you will have lots of room to roam in the castle.” She sighs. “But please stay out of my bedroom and bathroom. I’m sure Owen would like to have a space that’s just ours without anyone being able to just walk in.”
Moondancer eyes Samuel as he dips his head down, whiskers drooping. A soft grumbling sound comes from her and his head dips lower. Eve laughs, aware that he’s getting a stern talking to.
“Sorry, Samuel.” She strokes his head one last time before standing. “She was gonna find out that you’re obnoxious sooner or later.”
Owen opens the door and grimaces. Eve frowns, catching the expression before he can hide it. “What’s wrong? Are you still in pain?”
“Some.” He closes the door and leans against it, slowly rolling his shoulder. “I will be fine.”
“No, you won’t!” She growls back. “It’s not healed all the way, is it?” She narrows her eyes as he steps away from the door and shrugs. “Damn it, Owen! You should have left the boxes for someone else to move! You could’ve damaged it!”
“It’s not damaged and I will be fine.” He walks over and tries to pull her into his arms.
She shoves him away, her anger growing. “Bullshit. You could’ve died because of that fucking bullet and now you’re trying to act like everything is fine! It’s not!”
He opens up his end of the bond and feels her emotions boiling under the surface, waiting to explode. He grasps her hand, pulling her to the bedroom. She tries to pull away again but he doesn’t let her. He slams the door behind them, locking it to keep the cats out. Her eyes narrow further and she shoves him hard against the door.
“Let me out of here!” Her eyes begin to glow softly.
He changes to Puck, leaning casually against the door. “No.” He grabs her and pulls her roughly to him, kissing her thoroughly.
She finally jerks herself away from him, gasping for breath as her anger wars with her need for him. “Do you think that will make it all better?” She growls at him, as he stalks towards her.
“No.” He picks her up and tosses her onto the bed. “But I have more than that in mind.”
She shrieks in surprise, not even able to move before he has pounced on her. He pulls her arms above her head, holding her under him as he kisses her again. He opens the bond wider, letting her feel his own mixed up emotions. She begins to cry softly, her body going quiet beneath him. He loosens his grip on her hands, gently kissing the tears from her face.
“Shh…” He cups her face. “It’s alright.”
“But it’s not!” She whimpers, closing her eyes tight against the tears.
“Touch me.” He kisses down her neck. “Feel that I am here and I am whole.”
Her hands travel down his arms, shoulders and back. He leans up enough for her to look him over as she touches him. She finally places a hand on the wound and presses lightly. She feels the lance of pain through the bond and she bites her lips to keep from getting angry again. “I want to see it.”
He sits up, pulling his shirt over his head. She tries to sit up as well but he pushes her back down. He leans back over her, letting her brush her fingers over the pink scar. “As you can see it is fine.” Her hands travel over his chest, looking for more damage. He growls low, lowering himself back down enough to kiss her again. “As are other parts of me.”
She tries to push her anger and fear away as her hands glide up his chest again. He moans against her lips, the need to have her growing. He works her shirt off, tossing it to the floor so he can touch her bare skin. She deepens the kiss , arching towards his roaming hands. He reaches a hand to her back, search for the clasp of her bra but finds none. Growling in frustration, he sits up again and stares down at the offending garment.
“I remember a time when women did not wear these infernal contraptions.” He finally sees the clasp in the front, opens it, pulls it off of her and tosses it over his shoulder. “It is a pity you need one now.” He ignores Eve as she chuckles at him and gently palms her breasts, kneading them. “This is much better.” His hands glide down to her pants, quickly unbuttoning them and pulling them from her as well. “I will have to convince you to wear more skirts as well. Your legs are much more beautiful when they are not covered in fabric.” He gazes down at her silk blue panties and grins. “Although I must admit that this is much better than the older style that covered everything.” He slowly pulls them down her legs. “This I can live with.”
She laughs, as he gazes over her hungrily. “If you want me to wear more skirts, maybe I should wear the petticoats and corset as well.”
He glances up, narrowing his eyes at her before swooping down and locking his mouth around one hard nipple. She nearly squeals in shock as his teeth graze it, sending waves of pleasure and pain through her. He pins her in place again with his body as he suckles at her, his tongue roughly lapping at her nipple. Her fingers dig into his arms, low moans coming from her as he switches to the other breast.
He feels her sudden discomfort with the pressure of his teeth and he softens his grip on her. “Your skin is extremely sensitive today.”
“All of me is.” She gasps out. “Probably just stressed out right now.”
“Then let me get rid of it for you.” He kisses his way down her stomach, pushing her legs farther apart.
His tongue grazes her folds, sending her squirming against him. He wraps his arms around her legs, holding her still as he suckles and licks her clit. Her hands flex, clawing at the covers as he quickly pushes her to the edge. She screams, soaking his face and hands as she cums hard.
He pulls away, licking his lips as he stares up at her with a smile. “That was too easy.”
“Easy for who?” She gasps, narrowing her eyes at his smug smile. “Me?”
He stands, tossing the rest of his clothes to the floor with hers. “Cheeky woman.” He climbs up on the bed and lowers himself between her legs again. “I can tell you are very sensitive today.” He slowly enters her, trying to be gentle. “You make me work harder for it normally.”
“Sorry.” She moans louder, nipping at his neck as he moves slowly. “I’ll try harder.”
He chuckles, testing her body for its limit. He quickly finds that she cannot take him as deeply or as fast and adjusts how he behaves. She wraps her legs around his waist, holding him to her to keep him from pulling farther away. Magic slowly builds in her, dancing along his skin where she touches him. She leans up, kissing him deeply and letting the magic go.
His magic meets hers, twining around their bodies like playful cats. Her nails dig into his back, the feel of him thrusting into her each time his magic touches her almost sending her into overload. He feels her begins to lose control again, her body tightening around him.
“Yes, Kitten.” He purrs in her ear. “Cum for me again.”
She screams, arching against him as her body quivers with the force of her orgasm. He chuckles softly in her ear, rolling them over so she is now straddling him. She gasps, steadying herself against his chest.
“Brat.” She growls at him, slowly riding him.
He grasps her ass tightly, moving her at the pace he wants her to go. Her head falls back as her moans grow louder. He feels her arousal grow even more as his fingers dig in. “Like that do you?”
“God yes!” she moans back, taking him faster.
He grins evilly as he skims one finger along her ass. Her fingers tighten on his chest, a gasp escaping her as he slowly works it inside her. She tightens again, nearly crying out at the double sensations. “Damn you!” She growls at his smug look.
“Wanting that too, My Lady?” He pulls out of her and repositions himself. “Then as a gentleman I must oblige.”
He slowly works his way into her again, taking care not to hurt her. Her body nearly melts against him, all the tension draining away as lust finally pushes the anger and fear away. She moans louder, riding him as his hands travel up her body and cup her breasts. He gently pinches her nipples, enjoying the feel of them hardening further in his fingers. Her magic dives into his body, racing along and awakening every part of him.
He gasps, hardening further inside her as her magic plays along every nerve. “Eve, I won’t last like this.” He moans softly.
“Neither will I.” She pants as she feels herself starting to spiral out of control again.
His fingers tighten on her hips, his hips arching up to meet her as she comes down. She cries out, soaking him as she cums again. With a growl, he pulls out of her, rolls her over onto her stomach, and slides back into her from behind. She digs her fingers into the bed, crying out as he thrusts hard and fast into her. He sinks his teeth into her shoulder as he wraps an arm around her waist to hold her still under him. She feels him begin to swell inside her, his magic racing along her body as if hands are pinching and touching her everywhere. Magic pours into her, feeling as if her pussy is being thrust into as well. She cries out as she orgasms again, feeling him join her as his hips buck against her.
Panting, he leans against her back. “Woman, you are going to make it hard for me to work tomorrow.”
She reaches back, stroking his side. “How do you get that?”
He leans away from her enough to pull out before rolling over and gathering her in his arms. “I will be too busy thinking about coming home to you and seeing if I can make you scream in pleasure.”
She laughs. “Oh? IS that what this was supposed to be?”
“No.” He chuckles. “This time I was a little angry and just wanted to take you.”
“HHmmm.” She snuggles closer. “And?”
“Angry sex is not as fun.” He kisses her forehead. “I’ve decided I don’t like that part of my inner cave elf.”
“Well I do.” She smiles and drifts off to sleep.
Eve stirs, reaching out for Owen. Not feeling him next to her, she opens her eyes and glances towards the bathroom. Hearing the shower running, she slides out of bed and pads inside. She smirks, seeing Owen barely concealed through the curtain as he soaps his hair. She silently steps closer, pulling the curtain back enough to peek in at him.
“You could join me instead of standing there watching.” He purrs to her as he steps into the water to rinse.
“I could.” She grins as she watches the water run over his body. “But this is more fun.”
“Get in here, Vixen.” He reaches back, grasps her arm and pulls her into the water with him.
She laughs, running her hands over his wet chest. “Now that you’ve got me wet, what are you gonna do?”
He opens one eye, lips twitching up in amusement. “Whatever I want.” He leans down and kisses her softly. He runs his hands down her arms and she slightly flinches as he reaches her elbow. He pulls away and lifts her arm to look at it. He sees a slight bruise on the inside of her elbow. “What happened?”
Eve rolls her eyes. “Fox and this new workout she’s got me doing with her. I swear she’s trying to kill me.”
Owen chuckles as he squirts soap into his hand and begins to massage her with it. Eve groans as he hits every knotted muscle she has. “Yes, she does have an eclectic taste when it comes to exercising.”
“Tell me about it.” She groans as he hits a very sore spot in her shoulder. “Two days ago I woke up almost not able to move my arms.”
“You should have went to get a massage.” He rubs along her spine and feels her arching up into his hands. “Fox gets one at least once a week.”
She leans against the wall, bracing herself with her hands as he reaches her hips. “I could but I really don’t want anyone’s hands on me but you.” She purrs softly back.
“Afraid you might get them all hot like I am?” He presses against her ass, letting her feel how hard her moaning and arching into has made him.
She presses back into him, rubbing herself along his hard shaft. “No, just happy that it’s a perk of having you massage me.”
He groans, pressing forward until he is sheathed inside her wet pussy. “Maybe you just want massaged here too.”
She gasps, his thrusts very slow as he continues to rubs her hips. “God, yes.” She moans.
He looks down, enjoying the sight of her taking him all in. He begins to thrust faster, his fingers now digging into her hips to keep her still. She quickly tightens around him, nails digging into the wall as he pushes her to the edge. He groans softly, knowing it won’t take him long to join her as tight as she is this morning. She cries out, her muscles pulsing around him as he thrusts even harder. Her orgasm strengthens, milking him hard and with a gasp, he joins her. Her body pulls every last bit of him as he shudders against her.
“Vixen.” Her growls out, sliding an arm around her and pulling her close enough to kiss her shoulder.
She pants, eyes closed. “What? You started it.”
He chuckles softly, pulling her into the water to rinse the soap off. “True but only because you are so inviting.”
“Unfortunately, we have work to be done today.” She pokes her lip out in a fake pout.
He chuckles again and kisses her. “Yes, we do.”
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