Yatta! This chapter's mega-pumped! Let's get busy so we can fit everything in, okay guys?

Puck: HOLD IT HOLD IT HOLD IT!

FS: Huh?

Puck: Wtf was that last chapter? I mean seriously, are you even trying to be serious?

FS: No, I'm FeatherSprite. Sirius is over there.(points with her thumb at Sirius Black and the Potter twins playing a card game. Puck face-palms)

Sirius: Got any LittleKuribohs?

Tom: No. Go fish. Harry, got any Lanipators?

Harry: Yup. Here. (hands him the card)

FS: Uh, guys? I don't that's how it- never mind, I'm getting distracted. And wait, those guys are on YouTube!

Chaptah!

STARTO!

'Uh, my head...Why do I keep fainting?' was Puck's first coherent thought as he swam from the brink of unconsciousness. His next thought was 'Ah crap. I'm being held by Lexington again, aren't I?' That was proven true when he managed to un-glue his eyelids and open his eyes. Lexington was holding onto him, while casting a worried glance somewhere in front of him.

"...Lex?" The Fey uttered, his throat feeling raw, but when his Gargoyle glanced down and smiled he suddenly felt his mouth dry up.

"AW! See, that's cute by human standards!" Puck flinched at the loud voice, making Lex growl, and he managed to sit up. Yani and Jero were sitting on the couch opposite them, and the Gargoyles and humans were sitting around them, like a giant circle.

"...You're Yani." She smiled and peace-signed him. Jero waved politely, a complete difference to the insane girl beside him.

"Hey! I'm not insane! Just eccentric!" Puck's eyes went wide upon hearing that. He gave her a suspicious glare.

"You can mind-read? Who are you?" Yani stared, then shrugged exaggeratedly. Her cheerful demeanor disappeared.

"You caught me. Damn, and it was starting to get fun too." Lexington and the other Gargoyles began growling, and Jero flinched away from them. Yani didn't even bat an eyelash.

"Who. Are. You?" Puck repeated, powering up a discharge of energy. When Yani said nothing, her face blank, he threw it at her. She caught it and it faded away.

"Oh come now child. Surely you can figure it out." Puck blinked. Her voice was now more elegant, and mature. Meanwhile, his student was busy brain-storming.

"Yani...Lunia...Yani...Yalunia...Yulania...Wait, that's not a clue, that's a bloody billboard!(1)" Reka shouted at her. The white-haired Fey felt his heart stop. Yulania?

"Ehehehe, but it isn't. That's not my name, though Mother did wish to name me similarly. Yalunia is my true name, and where Puck is involved is for him to remember." She stared at the Fey in front of her, her eyes now cold and passive.

"Where I...?" Puck started to say, but suddenly lost his breath.

"No one knows what happened to her, or even if she had a name." "It was said that before she died she had a son." "No one knows who the true heir was, and now is not the time to dwell." "She was very fond of music." "My mother made that flute herself." No...

"Mother?"

"WHAT?" Oberon's voice echoed through the quiet chambers. Titania listened in as the three sisters gave their report on Puck.

"He has shown signs of true feelings for the Gargoyle. If this continues any further, if Puck should be encouraged to bear for the Gargoyle, I fear HE will be summoned to the plane." Oberon growled, shifting in his throne uncomfortably. Not even he himself could hope to keep HIM at bay. He should have never allowed this to happen. He should have just taken Puck away the way he had planned to.

"Grr...this charade of his has gone on long enough!" Oberon stood and walked to the door. Titania backed away as her husband threw the door open and stormed through.

"You will not interrupt. Puck's child will be powerful, and maybe with the right teachings we could be free of Ragnorok forever." She pleaded with him as they walked down the corridor. Oberon stopped, thinking of the new information quietly. If Puck was able to teach such things as Soul-Transference Spells to Alexander, it might be worth it to watch the child.

"Very well." It unfortunately happened that Coyote had also been listening in on them, and began making a plan for revenge.

'So, Puck's got a kid on the way? We'll see about that...'

"It can't be." Puck denied. Yani shrugged, opening her arms.

"Have I any reason to lie?" She had a point. The other Fey scowled.

"Then, why have you come here, Mother?" She flinched at the ice and venom forced into the word, but quickly composed herself. Jero nodded and stood, pulling out a long something wrapped in cloth.

"I came here for two things. One was to return this." She unwrapped it partially and handed it to Puck. He stared at her for a moment, before looking down to unwrap the rest of it. When he did so, Puck's jaw dropped. It was his flute, he knew from the markings and colors, but he dared not believe it.

"Where...Where did you get this?" He asked, feeling the surge of warm energy as he gripped it tightly. Yani twirled a bit of her hair around her fingers.

"I stole it from Oberon. Or should I say took back? I created it for you, so technically it was mine to begin with." Puck was silent, his head tilted so that no one could see his face. Yani stood and walked towards him, stopping short just enough to reach for his shoulder. "Puck?" He suddenly looked up, and there were tears streaming down his face.

"Mother...it IS you." He got up, wrapping his arms around her in a hug. She returned it, smiling as she felt his energy meld to her own.

"My baby...I'm sorry, for everything you've gone through under that miserable excuse for a king." Lexington smiled as Puck nuzzled his mother, reunited with his parent at last. "But, now is not the time for chit-chat, I'm afraid."

Puck separated from his mother's arms, confusion written on his face. "You said two things. Is this the second?" She nodded.

"Oberon was planning on coming here to the human realm, and take you away for tricking him." The room went silent. "But, I've come with a solution to that. It's a complicated Energy Meld Charm. It'll intertwine your energies and make it seemed like you two have bonded." Puck's face should've been joyful, but somehow, he felt...cold. "What do you think?"

He should've smiled and said 'Thank you, Mother.' He should've been jumping for joy. All he actually did was get up and leave the room quietly. Yalunia stared after him and turned to the others. Lexington got up as well a few seconds later when nothing was said.

"What'd I say?"

_H_H_H_H_H_H_

Lexingon found the Fey later on, holed up in the guest room. He slowly crept up to Puck, but before he could do anything else the Fey spun round and latched onto him, making them both fall over. Lexington felt the wind rush from his lungs as they lay there, Puck's arm wound tightly around Lexington's neck. The Fey was trembling, and spoke when the Gargoyle touched his shoulder.

"I love you." It was so utterly random, but somehow he knew one of them was bound to say it. "I love you. I don't know how or why, but I love you. I should be happy that I finally found my mother, I should be happy she has a spell for us, I should be happy that I have you, I should BE... But I'm not." He sat up on the Gargoyle's stomach.

"I love you too, Puck. But, why are you not happy?" The olive-skinned Gargoyle asked. Puck shook his head, blinking away tears.

"I...I don't know. The spell would generate the result we need, but I...I just don't think I could go through with it. I..." His words stopped and Lexington sat up to hug Puck gently. "I...When she she said it would make us seemed bonded, it meant that it would only look like we were. We wouldn't actually..." His voice trailed off as they both came to the same conclusion.

"Puck...A-Are you saying...?" Lexington could hardly get the words out. The Fey's face was a deep red, but he became bold in an instant. He reached down and gently stroked Lexington's thigh.

"I'm not saying. But I am sure."

~*Warning: Mature Content!*~

Lexington gulped nervously, but his inner beast was roaring its approval. He gently rubbed Puck's back, his claws trailing over the skin lightly as the shirt began to hitch upwards. Puck let out a small breathy moan.

"D-Don't tease..." He pleaded, as his Gargoyle continued his ministrations. Lexington let out a chuckle, uncharacteristic for him. His tail curled around and began massaging the Fey's thigh. Puck made a squealing noise and buried his red face against the Gargoyle's neck.

"That better?" Puck squirmed.

"N-No..." Lexington laughed again, and pulled the Fey's chin upwards. Their lips met in a kiss, and Puck melted from the sensation. Their faces were so different, yet melded together perfectly. He squeaked into the kiss as a bold, clawed hand found its way over the curve of his rear. Lexington was purring, by the Gods he was purring, and nudging Puck's shoulder insistently. Taking the hint, Puck removed his shirt.

Lexington growled as he took in the sight of his soon-to-be's naked chest, his shirt flung somewhere behind him in the dark. Puck held his arms in front of his skin, but his wrists were suddenly captured and he was pinned down on the floor. Lexington's eyes roamed over the Fey's skin, and he smiled when Puck gave him a frightened look. He bent down and began to lap at the pale skin, encouraged by the moans and gasps that he extracted from his lover.

"L-Lex...Uh..." Puck moaned out as that wicked tongue found his nipple. He gasped and his back arched as the lips that descended on his chest began to work at the flesh, bringing it to a hard state. A clawed hand was working at the other, and soon Lex switched his hand and mouth to work at the other.

"A-Ah...Ah!" Puck was trembling, his body was being subjected to the very thing he had tried to avoid. But, he wanted this...He wanted this. It had been a while since his last lover, but back then he hadn't even known about his bearing ability. Now... He arched hard as Lexington's tongue slid over his stomach. His breath was in hitches, gasps and moans drawing in and out.

"You're really sensitive, Puck. So very responsive..." The Fey closed his eyes as that voice washed over him, the tone grabbing his attention and focus. His sight was spinning anyway.

Lexington smirked and softly bit down on Puck's left hip, making the white-haired being gasp and writhe. He slowly pulled off the pants that were distracting him, and soon he beheld his lover's form, bare for him alone. He smiled at the Fey's submissive expression, chuckling quietly.

"I like this you...Submissive...You oughta be like this more, Puck..." The utterance of his name drew a needy whine from his Fey. Puck was too far gone, his body shivering in pleasure as his skin was plundered by his Gargoyle love. He cried out as a claw began tracing patterns on his heated skin, running from his hip to his thigh, then back up- OH GOD!

"A-AHH!" Puck screamed as his stiff and leaking member was brushed by slick leathery skin. Lexington grinned seductively as he brushed the flesh, his Fey mewling beneath him in that needy voice.

He gently wrapped his hand around the cock, smearing pre-cum absentmindedly over the tip. Puck cried out and clamped both hands over his mouth. He had to be quieter, or they'd alert everyone else. Lexington didn't seem to care, as he began to pump. Cries managed to slip out behind his hands. This only served to encourage his Gargoyle as the pumps sped up.

"Your smell(pant,pant)is driving me crazy. It was(pant)that way too(pant,pant)before." Lexington said somewhere above him. Puck could barely even form a coherent thought, let alone piece together what his Gargoyle had said. The pleasure was too-much-

"AAH!" The Fey came with a loud cry that he couldn't hold back. Lexington glanced at the white seed that covered both his hand and his lover's stomach. He licked some from his thumb, staring at Puck, who had an everlasting blush and his lips were partly opened to draw in oxygen. His eies were slightly closed, and became even more lidded as he watched the Gargoyle make a meal from his fluids.

"Yummy." Lexington said as he finished, smiling as the comment made the blush deepen. He set to cleaning the Fey's stomach, smirking when the cries started up again.

"Lex-Lexing-Lex-AAH!" Puck was trying to speak, why?, but couldn't say anything when that devilish tongue stroked his body. He finally wrapped his thoughts together when that tongue left his skin. "Lexing...ton..." The Gargoyle stared at him. "P-Please. Mate(huff) with me." The luminescent eyes went wide, before he lunged down and kissed Puck passionately.

"My mate(purr) MY mate..." Lexington purred, nuzzling the pale neck of his lover. Puck whined when those sharp fangs slid over his skin, then crooned when the tips sank into his flesh. Marking him as Lexington's, and no one else could claim him. Not that Puck would let them anyway. Lex laved at the bite marks as they bled, marking Puck as his own and sealing their bond a bit more. Now, only one thing remained.

Puck shivered when that clawed hand trailed over his thigh, then yelped as his hips were pulled forward. Lexington took in the sight of his Fey, sprawled out underneath him, white hair splayed out on the floor like strands of liquid silver. His sky blue eyes were murky sea blue with lust and love. His pale skin was alive with patches of pink and upon his neck was the red teeth-mark of his jaws. His inner beast roared again, declaring no one would ever see Puck this way but him.

Puck shivered as he was flipped onto his stomach, Lex's mouth latching back onto his mark. His tail probed at Puck's entrance, making the Fey squeak, blush, and hide his face against the floor. Lexington growled as he shifted, pushing against the ring of muscle. His tip wiggled through, and Puck whimpered. Being stretched after so long hurt! He gritted his teeth and bared it, for his lover, if nothing else. The abuse of his hole continued, before his lover finally pulled the intrusion away. Puck sighed in relief, only to freeze as something bigger was placed at his hole.

"I'll be as gentle as I can." Lexington murmured above him, his left hand sliding down to rest over Pucks. He nibbled on the point of his lovers ear, making Puck emit that high-pitched whine again. He repeated the motion, purring when the whine grew louder. He pressed close to his Fey, then slowly pushed into Puck. His back arched harshly, but the Fey took it in stride.

"A-Ah..." Lexington growled as his mate whined for him, and pumped in and out slowly. Puck whimpered at the feeling of fullness. It had been a long time since he had felt this way. His body began to rock against his Gargoyle's ministrations, fire beginning to coil in his stomach. They moved in sync, rocking against each other as fire began to lick at their bodies. The consuming heat reared on them, threatening to boil their blood if they did not reached completion soon. Suddenly, something was struck in the Fey's body that shot off fireworks behind his eyelids.

"A-AH! THERE!" Lexington complied, and the spot was brushed against, making Puck keen in pleasure. His nails scraped at the floorboards, sweat soaking his hair and skin, Lexington above him growling. He heard an odd whooshing noise above them, and managed to pry his eyes open a bit. The two green wings situated on Lex's back were spread out fully fanned. They flapped and struck the air in time to the jerk of the Gargoyles hips and the sway of his rocking motions. His eyes slid shut as his spot was pressed against harshly, making him keen loudly and press his face to the floor to keep grounded.

"Lexing-ton!" Puck cried out as he came, white seed painting the floor beneath them. Lexington howled as the Fey's release triggered his own, knotted tightly within the pale body he came hard. He pulled out and rolled over, pulling Puck on top of him, purring as he kissed his lover. Puck responded tiredly, but he put as much love and feeling into the kiss as he could. Lexington folded his wings around them, hiding their bare bodies from sight as they cuddled together in the afterglow of their coupling.

"I love you." The murmur was slurred, but Puck heard it nonetheless. He smiled and snuggled against his lover.

"I love you too. Always."

Yani suddenly jumped up and screamed "FINALLY!". Jero stared at her for a moment, before shrugging and reshuffling his deck. The humans were staring at her in surprise, and the Gargoyles just stared wondering how anyone, magical creature or not, could be so hyper.

"Ehehe, um, Yatzee?" Jero threw a cup at her.

"We're playing Yu-Gi-Oh, dumbass. Now sit down." She complied, using her far-sight to peek in on her son and his mate. They were curled up together, small happy smiles on their faces as they slept, and Yani gave another shriek, this time mentally.

'They are truly adorable together.'

Han-YA! The first smex of the year! Hope I did good on it! Happy 2011, people!

(1): Danny Phantom reference.