Goliath II
With the dawn of morning, Elisa may be laying on a nest of soft bedding, but her lover is stone cold asleep at (and over) her side. With a giggle, it takes her a good while to twist and turn herself out of his frozen pose. Once she is free of his grip, she takes the time to sit beside him and look at him in sweet repose.
It's not often that the clan leader is seen laying so vulnerably upon the floor. Any other time he has been down on the ground, it has been due to being wounded in battle. A sight such as this would normally strike terror into the heart of friend and family alike.
Not this time though. Goliath is completely at rest, naked as the day he was hatched. Even though he is stone cold asleep, one wing is limp where it had been laying over her own sleeping form still showing the contours of her form. The other wing is folded against his back where it won't get crunched if he rolls to his back during his nocturnal-nap. Eyes closed, sweet serenity upon his cheeks, one fang hanging over the lower lip, hair splayed neatly across the pillow, tail laying limply on the floor…
Elisa reaches out to stroke his cheek. It's almost as if she could feel him churr in his silent sleep. He had fallen asleep before dawn arrived thus freezing him sweetly like this.
A knock at her door has her jump and squeak out of her thoughts. It takes her a few moments to gather her courage. Who ever it was, there's no way she could explain the sight of a handsome naked sleeping gargoyle statute before her fireplace on a nest of soft bedding. It would just be too awkward.
Springing up, she grabs the afghan and throws it as much as she can over the large stone figure. Another knock and she calls out that she will be there in just a moment.
Now to cover her own naked form! Hastily she grabs the clothes from last night and shoves them on. As she heads for the door, she sees Goliath's own coverings laying there beside the couch. With a kick, shoves them under the couch skirt with another smirk. Yes as if the naked stone figure on her floor isn't enough to explain, how about the ancient discarded fur loin cloth!
Elisa checks the peep hole and then swiftly releases the safety chain to yank the door open. It's the mother and five year old boy from down the hall. A few times Elisa has let them stay in her apartment while she worked nights so they had a safe place to escape the drugged up father.
"Carrie! Are you alright?!" Elisa is swift to let them into the apartment (completely forgetting about Goliath) when she sees the state of their faces. Beaten again, this time the boy, too, infuriates her!
The younger woman shakes her head swiftly. "No, but I do need your help."
Once again Elisa motions for them to come in but the mother refuses. Instead, she holds out a leash. On the end is a two year old female boxer.
The little boy is clutching her collar and giving Elisa pleading eyes. "Officer Elisa, can you take care of Matty for us?"
Elisa knows what this means. Carrie and her had talked about out one night. If she ever came to Elisa and asked her to dog-sit, it was a sign that she was finally going to leave the man. Her sister had offered her a place to stay, but Carrie had always hoped this time the man she cared about would get the help. He never did, but he also had never struck Billy. Maybe yelled at him and called him bad names, but never hit him. This must have been the last straw for Carrie.
Elisa crouches down to stroke the dog's head and cheek. "Hey there Matty." Matty has always been a friendly dog and with a soft whine, nuzzles into Elisa's hand. That gives her a big smile and looks up to Billy. "Sure, Matty can stay with me for a bit."
Billy drops down to hug his dog tight. "Matty, I'll be back soon. You listen to Officer Elisa, kay?"
Carrie and Elisa step a way for a moment so the boy can have a last goodbye with his dog. The mother swallows hard and then hands over an envelope. "This is a notarized testimony of what I know about his contacts, stash houses, and such. There's also my sister's contact information on a separate document but I'm begging you not to use it unless you absolutely have to. He doesn't know my sister moved last week."
Elisa takes it, shoves it into her back waist band swiftly. She knows that Carrie has just handed over enough information for the husband to be arrested without implicating the wife at all but the notarized document will back up the information just in case.
"When will you leave?"
"Right now. I have a bus ticket for us then the rest by train."
Elisa grips the mother's hand when they both turn to the little boy silently sobbing into his dog's fur. There will be no sending the dog to wherever it is they are going. Billy may not be saying it, but he knows it too. The last thing Carrie can give Billy is this moment with his beloved pet.
When the tears subside, Billy stands up pulling his back up straight like a strong young man. "Officer Elisa, Matty will be a good police dog." With that proud statement, he hands the lead over.
Elisa is not going to tell him that Matty hasn't passed all the certification to be an actual police dog, but to be the dog of a police officer, that she will give the some pride to. "Thank you Billy. Manhattan's Finest will be proud to have her as one of their own and I will take good care of her."
Billy smiles broadly then takes his mom's hand. "You said I have cousins my age?"
Carrie nods, "Yeah, why don't we go visit them?"
Elisa pulls Billy into her arms for a moment and then Carrie as well. Reluctantly, they pull apart and the detective watches a battered woman pick up her strength to walk away from all she's known to start over. When they go around the corner, Matty whines.
"Hey girl, it's going to be alright," she ruffles the ears then motions for her to come into the apartment.
She can't help but laugh at that curious cock of the dog's head when she looks at the lump on the floor.
Starting over. Making room in her life for a new course. Elisa knows there something maybe she and Carrie have in common.
"Well Matty, if you are going to be my new house guest, I guess we better get you some supplies. So what do you say we go for a walk after I get changed?"
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When dusk falls tonight, the stony form comes to life. When it fell asleep last night it was leaning on another body. Now that the body is gone, the limber form goes limp face down into the nest of bedding. Just like every awaking at dusk, Goliath stretches shaking off the dust of his stone form.
This time though, Elisa smiles broadly to see him fully stretched out: finger tips to toes, to wing tips expand to their fullest extent along with a wide yawn. "Ummm," he blinks taking in his surroundings.
Unlike his normal awakenings where he would jump down to begin his nightly patrols or clan duties, this time after he stretches, he just pulls his wings to fold up and rolls onto his back. Ever so comfortable, brings his hands down to rest his crossed wrists against the top of his head, bent elbows to the side. With a rather rakish grin, he then crosses his spurred ankles. He knows she is here, (he can smell her cooking) thusly gives off his deep churr in a seductive call.
What he wasn't expecting was a large tongue to swipe his cheek! "What the-!"
"That's Matty's way of saying good evening, My Love."
First he looks to the dark haired beauty sinking to his left and then the canine bringing her adorable muzzle in from the right. "Since when do you have a dog?"
Elisa drops a strawberry into Goliath's mouth, "Since this morning. Hey, you have Bronx, why can't I have Matty."
It takes Goliath a moment to chew the strawberry, then he smiles again, "Umm, it would be good for you to have a bit more protection around."
She brings a chocolate dipped strawberry to his lips this time, "Hum, protection from whom?"
As he parts his lips to take the offering, her hand slides down his toned belly and lower. The gargoyle's eyes go stark wide and he begins to choke on the sweetened treat as Elisa grasps his offering. In a second, a hand drops from above his head to her wrist.
"Are you sure you want to start that already?" He manages to choke out.
Elisa leans in closer, "Darling, I'm not the one who offered it so early."
Goliath narrows his darkening gaze. It's been a while since he has awoken with this 'problem'. It probably had to do a lot with the dreams he had of them tangling the sheets again and again.
He tries to keep the growl out of his tone as not to scare the canine, but it is very hard when he is feeling quite primal. "Excuse me, Matty. I need to have a private conversation with your Mistress."
Elisa smiles to her dark winged lover becoming heated. Once again he churrs bringing his fruit tainted lips to her throat. "Elisa….," her name is growled in promise to the passion he will give to her.
The hand that had been feeding him now weaves into his nape, digging the fingers in encouragement to bite a little harder. "Go-liath," she too croons his name back.
In order to feel his full warm body against her own, she releases his maleness and slides her hand over that strong hip of his. Her thumb plays about his hip bone before sliding all the way around the back, down over a firm cheek and over to his strong tail base.
Gripping the tail base brings out another growl from him and an open mouthed suckle. He is trying very hard not to sink his fangs in and prick-mark her as his own. That first mating he had with Demona left them both marked so badly one might have thought they had fought more than made love.
Elisa is not a gargoyle, though. Her frame is more delicate. Her erogenous areas are different. She doesn't know where all of his are yet either. It brings a smirk to his gently working jaws to revel in the thought of exploring love making all over again.
Yes, having been mated for a good while with Demona they knew where each other's spots were and how to exploit them, so there was definite advantages there. Here though, learning a new lover has it's own excitements as well. He knows his hot spots, but she doesn't know them yet…he will just have to teach her.
Bringing a wing-claw down to her lips, it strokes. Curiously gets the best of her and she licks making his tail thrash. She giggles to his movement and decides to suckle the finger this time.
Oh the delicious sound he gives off to that! Using her tongue and lips, she plays with those delicate finger tips while continuing to stroke as much as she can of the tail as if it was the frontal appendage.
For payback, he likewise uses his lips and fangs to play about her neck, shoulder, collar bone and lower as he deftly removes the silk robe. The tail tip snakes it's way between her thighs making her moan right back.
Elisa never thought she would fall for someone other than a suit and tie man. A hero who prosecuted the criminals she captured. Okay maybe a fellow officer or soldier, but never in her wildest, wildest of dreams did she think she would fall for an old noble knight-soul. Most certainly did she think she would fall for a mythical being! One that ravages her dreams by day and then her body by night!
With a cry to a particular pinch of his teeth, she arches up into his firmer form. The beast chuckles then licks the nip in apology. For that, she gives his locks a tug making him lift his head. There is a devilish grin about his face. "Noble my ass," she hisses.
"Innocent maiden, my tail!" he teases right back wriggling the thing.
Her face scowls only for a spit second before bringing their heated mouths together again. The tongues play with each other as caressing as a hand or tail tip. With a wriggle and a bit of his help, she is naked and back into their nesting material.
He takes his time suckling and tasting every bit of her skin that he can while threading a hand through her own dark locks. In a matter of moments her head is swimming in the euphoria of lust and want. All she can do with her hands is hang on to whatever she can: a hip, a rounded shoulder, a soft wing edge until she is pleading.
"Goliath….please. I need to feel more of you." Such a wanton plea from the strong woman who caves to no one.
"Of course, Elisa, anything," the words are so hungry right back. It's hard to tell if he's hungry to please her or himself first. With a few last suckling kisses to her thighs and hips, he dips his head until the dark eyes have her drugged one's attention. "You must tell me if this hurts. Do not let me hurt you."
He does not move until she nods in agreement. He knows she's too high on want and on the cusp of keening to actually speak, so he will take her nod as a firm answer.
His jaw drops and his wings arch back as he finds out just how ready her body was for him. "Elisaaaaaa," her name is drawn out so long as he slowly makes his way within the woman he loves.
Her breath begins to hitch feeling him press in, joining them together in the most intimate way possible for their species. She bites her lip as he pulls back only to press in again a moment later a little deeper. "oooo this is…oooo."
The knight's head tips back down to watch her as they join. What he would give to join their souls but this will have to do for now. Goliath is careful in pressing into her. Not just for his size, but for her tender body as well. On top of that, he really doesn't mind taking it slow in exploring each and every soft inch of her and all those beautiful sounds and expressions she makes due to his warm body caressing her all over.
She smiles seeing he likes it slow for the moment. With a tug to his chin, makes him lean back in for another round of kisses. It also brings him close enough for her to slide a hand up his spine and to his center-wing back. There she can hook her fingers over the one spot where both top wing struts are together. Now that he is kissing her again, she can bring the other hand back down to cup a rear cheek and press him in deeper.
Demona might have been dominating at times during their matings, but on other times, she did enjoy him pinning her to a wall and taking her quite possessively. Especially when he could sink his fangs in deep where someone would know she is claimed.
This human-woman is gently telling him to take her to the next level. She knows he is worried about crushing her, yet reminding him that she is no frail human either. If only she knew how aggressive some of his past joinings had been she would be a bit concerned! Still he wants to mark her as his too, but none of these human males would recognize a mate-mark they would only see one of abuse. He curls a lip knowing he will have to find a way to mark her as taken!
Carefully yet deeply he digs in his hips much like the claws in the bedding right beside her head where he rests most all his weight on his forearms. "Elisa… I must be careful."
"I don't!" She tries to buck up into him, but he stills for that move of hers. Whining out her frustration, she grinds up into him.
His tail thrashes and his wings curve down. He does sink his hips down further but it is only to pin her pelvis to the floor not go deeper within. Now she snarls back rather beastly. It makes the feral side of his nostrils flare at her heated scent she gives off. She is so close and ….more?
The clan leader and sire of a daughter can feel that familiar swirl to his brain. Pheromones are setting him aflame and urging him to penetrate and pollinate. With a shake of his head he tries to stay above his animalistic side. No, he is going to make love to his woman before he fulfills his physical needs.
"Elisa…," it's a husky warning. "Please, allow me….," but trails off as her fingers trace the slowest line across his right wing strut leaving him to close his eyes and snarl at himself.
The lips are soft and some how the hips are slow in mating them together, but ever so skilled in caressing certain spots. Elisa is moaning out, digging her short nails into the sensitive wing-skin lighting off his own hot-spots. With a deep inhale he makes the final press. His whole body shivers in release.
His release has only fired her more, making her quite feral!
Goliath lays his palms flat to the nesting, pushing his arm straight and locked so that he hovers over her still pinned at the hips. Both of her hands are now on his strong hips grinding herself harder and harder. There's a fire in her eyes that brings about a rather arrogant pride in him. She's hungry for him alone!
The nostrils flare again. Now it's the scent of them that has him quite intrigued.
With a push of her hands, he understands to roll to his side. Once down, he is shoved to his back. She might be smaller than him, but he knows to never to mistake size for strength. When this woman wants something, she goes and gets it, that much he knows quite well. The woman is tenacious and like a wolf when she gets something set in her mind.
With a wicked grin, he muses that as long as it is he that she wants, he won't have a problem with this relationship!
"STARS!" He screams when it is she that bites him rather hard right at the hip. Most certainly that will leave a mark! Jerking his head down, she lifts hers with the skin still in her teeth and a rather greedy look.
"Elisa, you had best be careful or I will mark you as mine and everyone will know it." This is no threat, it's a promise.
For that, she lets go of that bit of skin, kisses her way over and just about where his belt buckle will be she moves to strike again. Having been bitten by Demona there once before, this time he lashes out and cups the chin before it can finish the act. "Ah-ha, no."
The dark haired beauty tries to give her best puppy eyes but he purses his lips,
"No, it will itch and Hudson will know. Now, if we are going to keep this a secret, then we are going to have to be somewhat discrete."
His more serious yet still romantic side brings her heat down a couple notches to simmer. Yes there is plenty a reason for her to hide that she is in love with a myth, but why is he hiding his love with a human from his own clan.
Crawling over him, plants her elbows to his chest and chin to overlapped hands. "You don't want to inform your beloved clan that you are mated again?"
The sweetest smiles comes across those loyal lips of his, "No." Although the hand is strong enough to crush the life out of someone, it is very soft in stroking then cupping her cheek. "No, my dear. I want to savor us before they begin to question or badger us or (sigh) …even worse."
"Worse?" The brows knit.
He nods but takes his time in answering. "They maybe loyal to me and each other, but they are also fiercely protective. Demona's betrayal was not just against me, but them as well. One of the reasons they loved her was because she loved me. You have to admit, most humans we have run across here in Manhattan have not been kind to us. We had more kindred humans back in our original time. I'm afraid that they will be worried about me getting my heart broken again due to betray or even just circumstances due to our species. As long as they just think we are good friends, their protection level will only be so high."
Now he lets his claws rake through her hair pulling the thick strands away from her face. "I have Angelica with Demona and I am ever so grateful. She is a reminder of what we once shared and a reminder that not all humans are bad. I don't want Hudson to remind me that you and I can not have our own offspring of love."
Elisa gives him a rather warm smile. "Goliath, I have seen a lot of miracles, do not cast that thought aside so easily."
With a deep inhale, hoping he will not regret his next set of words, he states a cold hard truth. "Elisa, do you really think that one of our offspring would be welcomed into your society so easily? If the child was missing a limb it would be one thing, but to have an additional one or three? I will not let my child be a freak or you to be shamed for -"
A hand over his lips stops all further thoughts. "I will not let you ruin this moment."
Carefully he pulls her hand away and rolls out from underneath her. "I should go. They will be concerned."
With a slow slashing tail he looks around the room for his coverings. Elisa purposely does not tell him where she stashed them. After a few moments of her silence, he knows what she is up to. So he turns to the dog, "Would you at least mind helping me?"
Those cute ears cock to the curiously creature. Matty is not afraid of the tall robust being before her, if anything, more curious. When he crouches down holding his hand out, she comes forward for his gentle touch. "Look, you help me find my coverings and I will bring you a playmate next time."
Yes he may have been talking to the dog, but he was letting Elisa know he is not undoing their relationship. Elisa leaves him petting the dog and pulls out the ancient clothing from under her couch.
"You should probably take a shower before you go back. I really don't think you want Bronx telling the others he can smell that you have been mating again."
Goliath tips his head to the side with one raised eyebrow meeting her eyes. She's trying to use a bit of humor to hide the pain in her eyes. That makes his own gut twist a little. "Um, good idea," he gives the Boxer a last pat on the head before slowly rising.
Elisa is silent as she leads to the way to the shower. She adjusts the controls and starts to step back but his large hand easily wraps around her slender wrist tugging her back. With the slightest shake of his head, he will not let her leave him just yet.
Neither says anything while they wash each other. Elisa tries to let the shower water hide her tears and he lets her but it doesn't stop him from kissing her or holding her against his own firm slick form.
"One of these days I will take you away and make love to you under the rain," he plants the promise into her ear before nibbling her wet earlobe.
As much as the strong woman wants to be mad at him for stating a cold hard truth earlier, she can't when he is showing his love for her right now. Words need not be vocalized right now as the body language of love is spoken. This time he only plucks her skin with his lips and his hands are more careful in their grasping-caresses. Elisa is a bit harsher in her grasp to his neck, hip and her own lip. It hurts this time as he makes his way within. She's just so new to this internal attention that her body doesn't know how to react.
Goliath knows she's going to be a bit sore, but he also knows he is not being brutal but if he does stop, she will be brutal to him. So he is careful and swift. Both of them are left with trembling limbs by the end.
About that time the water turns cold too! Instantly his wings flare up to make an umbrella for her. Elisa giggles shutting the water off and stepping out onto the mat for the towels.
"Burrrrr!" He shakes his whole body out. Wings flutter, hair tousles, and arms shake out the cold water.
Elisa giggles again to seeing him do such an animalistic move. It's just so adorable to see her proud warrior mate shake out like such a young thing.
"What?" Goliath gives a shy smile back.
Just to show him how cute he is, she gives her own shake. Unfortunately, she just does not have the same appendages to make it quite as cute making her look silly. Still it makes him chuckle and her flush. Elisa steps forward with a towel tabbing at his chest. Goliath takes the other from her hand, with a flick it is around her waist pinning her to his hot form. In a gleam of a smile, lowers his forehead to hers.
"I love you very much, Elisa."
"And I love you, Goliath."
"We will find a way."
"I know we will."
He gives a deep sigh, "I only wish we had all night and all day together like your race does."
Elisa leans into his warm chest letting him dry off her back. 'All night'… a very long night. Just yesterday was the summer solstice; the longest amount of daylight for the northern hemisphere. That thought rumbles through her brain.
"Hey Goliath, what do you know of the winter solstice?"
He finds it quite curious that she would ask such a question. It's not like these modern people follow the ancient rituals. Some of these people even call it witchcraft, if only they knew what true witchcraft WAS. Still he answers, "It's the longest night of the year. It was quite a celebration at our castle in the past. Why do you ask?"
"Did you know that if we were to go to the North Pole, there the sun does not set for more than an hour during the winter solstice and each of the days preceding and post last for nearly as long?"
Goliath turns that over and over again in his mind. "Over 20 hours of night?" He ponders some more. "But it will be very cold up there at that time of year as well."
Elisa smiles, "Goliath, it's not like you would be out walking the streets anyways. It would be nearly a whole day together. Think about that."
Now the grin does come broad to his face. "Ohhhhh, now I get it. Umm, I think we should consider a winter vacation."
Her own grin matches his. "Um, I do think I will look into it. I know it might be hard for me to get the time off at that time of year, but, I think I deserve it after all the years I have put into the department. The only down side is that it will be six months away."
He cups the back of her head, "I would wait years in stone slumber to spend a whole day with you."
A lone tear falls down her cheek for she knows he is quite serious about that. "Luckily we don't have to wait that long."