His competitiveness for females and just basically his thick headedness towards the female kind in general. I mean look at Maggie (she clearly wasn’t comfortable with going with him so what happens? he goddamn kidnaps her), angela (I don’t even need to say this one), demona (seriously brooklyn? gargoyles aren’t angels either jfc look at the demonic bitch beside you), delilah–I could continue.
Like ugh, I adore him and he’s extremely smart but when it comes to females and common damn sense, he’s really stupid.
Go into detail on this, Tell us how you would fuck Meg.
The gargoyle could feel the flush from the top of his scalp down to his tail. Of course, leave it to the grey-fae to take one question and make it very inappropriate.
But he guessed answering wouldn’t be too bad, that is if he could get his tongue to unknot itself.
Brooklyn finally licked his dry lips and began, “First of all…I’d have to prepare her. While men and Gargoyles are not so different in…um..anatomy…Gargoyle’s still tend to be the…bigger…of the two male species.”
His eyebrow ridges furrowed, “And if I’m not careful, I could hurt her. So there would be her pleasure first before mine. So first, I would hold her body against mine with her back to my chest. Knowing her, she’d most likely would like to dominate the situation but having her back to me would leave me in charge…just for a little bit. There would be kisses and nips all along her shoulders to her neck, one hand would trail my claws down her curves to her breast. I’d grab it (not too harshly) but massage it in my grasp, squeeze, trace her areola through her dress, twist and pull at the nipple. As I was busy with that, I’d hold her her tightly across the waist with the free arm. Slowly I would rock my hips into hers, rubbing just right to where I can hear her gasp.”
"Necks are important to Gargoyles. Basically, almost like a fetish in a way. But anyway, cover her neck in marks. All over, leave no skin unblemished. Once one breast is one, I turn to the next one with my other hand. By this time I rock just a bit harder, still slow, but just enough. By this time, my tail would probably wound up her leg, beneath her dress. Undergarments was a recent invention for health reasons so my tail would find no obstacles to…to um…youknowwhatimean.
"Anyway, my tail would circle her ["you’re already harassing me enough, I’m not saying the word dammnit!"] and tease her as I continued my menstrations. At this point, I know, that my hold on my instincts would loosen. Unlike when our eyes glow, when Gargoyles are in lust our eyes grow darker. So I would be growling at this point, biting just a bit harder on her neck. Rocking would not only be harder but faster. Then my tail would…enter her. Just the tip, no need to get hasty. Once I’m sure she’s comfortable, my tail would move. The point would for her to be opened as I keep her distracted with multiple sensations."
"Once she reaches her orgasm, I would calm down. Tail would come out before I help her down onto the nearest bed but turn her on her back. At this point, I’m probably purring. Instinct would give in and I would once again attack her skin with kisses and mating bite marks. Gargoyles mate for life so if she’s going through with this, I’m going to make sure to tell everyone that she’s off limits. Gargoyles are very possessive. Make sure every mark I give her is licked and give it a soft blow across her neck just to see her writhe."
"Then contrary to Gargoyle traditions, I would kiss her. The two species have different methods of showing affection but kissing is important for humans as well. As she was distracted and only when I was sure she’d be distracted, I’d tear her dress. Not in a savage way of tearing it into two but letting my claw catch onto a rip just around the neckline and letting it be dragged down to the end of her skirt. She’d probably protest but once I push the fabric aside and let my mouth attach to one of her breasts, she most likely won’t care. Just with my claws, my attention would be on her breast only as I bite (gently), suck, and kiss along her skin before doing the exact same thing to the other breast."
"Then I would basically do the same thing…with my mouth on her…dontlooksogleefulatmyembarrassmentyouprick..but yes, until she’s most relaxed. By that point, I would insert a finger. And start pumping that finger inside once she’s comfortable and then join by another. Three would be appropriate enough where I would start stretching just a little bit. I would continue for a while but to entertain her, I would kiss her again and use my thumb to play with her clit."
"By the time I think she’s prepared, I ask her in a besotted mindset if she still would like to continue. If not, I’ll back off. If she were to nod or ask to continue then I would uncloth myself and then slowly insert…intoher. I would wait for her to adjust. Even my half-ass attempts to prepare her were not enough but I would let her give me the okay before I began rolling my hips into hers. She would be the only creature in existence to have my full undivided attention and at the moment, she would be the only reason for my attention. I would obey every one of her cries for me to go harder, faster and even back off at her whimpers of softer. Anything she willed would be followed by my command until she is finished."
But he gave a wolfish grin, “Thing about Gargoyles, we have incredible stamina. So once she’s finished I would give her a few moments before beginning all over again with different positions but none where I couldn’t see her face. She wouldn’t leave the bedroom until she’s covered in my lovebites and until the curls are out of her hair from pure sweat alone.”
