Central Park, Manhattan, New York City, New York: Gargoyles
It was dusk, the street lamp was on, and near some bushes, a portal opened up, which Marco exited from. "Where am I now," Marco said as he was still wearing his regular clothes. Suddenly a gust of wind appeared, causing Marco to get hit by a flying newspaper. He grab it and look to see that it was The New York Times. "Still in New York," he said as he got out of the bushes and made his way onto the paved road. He notices that there were not many people walking around, probably gone home for the day.
Taking out his compass, he notice that the compass was blinking fast, meaning that his next client was close by. Before he could begin making his way, he heard a distress call. "Help! Thief!" a woman yelled out, causing Marco to look and see that a man wearing all black snatched a purse from an elderly woman. "Someone call the police!" the elderly woman called out. "Don't worry, I'll get him!" Marco said as he chase after the man. Noticing that he was being followed, the thief begin running faster, trying to outrun his pursuit.
But his very best became futile as Marco easily outrun him as he grab the thief's shoulder, turn him around, and punch him in the face. The thief fell on the ground while the purse was sent flying and it was about to land in a nearby courtyard fountain. Fearing that the purse has something valuable inside it can't afford to get wet, Marco quickly runs towards the falling purse before it fell into the fountain. Marco grab it from the strap as the purse was just a few inches away from making contact with the water.
Now that the bag is secure, Marco turns his attention to the purse snatcher, only to find that he was making a quick getaway. "Oh no, you don't," Marco said as he was about to chase him again, only to hear him scream. Marco quickly made his way to the man, but when he found him, he was lying unconscious as a shadowy figure stood next to the purse snatcher, back turn against Marco, as he notice that it had wings. "It can't be," Marco whispers as he pulls out the compass and points at the shadowy figure, showing the arrow was now solid red. "That was quick," Marco quietly said as he open the compass.
Name: Angela, Species: Gargoyle, Gender: Female, Occupation: Member of the Manhattan Clan
Looking up from the compass, Marco noticed that she was now looking right at him. But before he can even think of how to interact with her, Marco heard footsteps behind him, as he turns around and saw two policemen heading toward him. "We have been informed that a man wearing all black has been lurking around the park and that people's belongings have been disappearing all day," one of the policemen informs Marco. "Oh, you must mean…" Marco started talking and turn his head around, but see that the female gargoyle disappear, leaving only the unconscious purse snatcher.
"That him, office!" the three men looked to see the elderly woman approaching as she pointed at the unconscious man. "That the brute who stole my purse. If it wasn't for this young man, I probably never have gotten my purse back," the elderly woman said as Marco return the purse to her. Meanwhile, the two policemen lift the purse snatch, who was slightly regaining his concise, put him in handcuffs behind his back, and made their way to the police station. The elderly woman thank Marco for what he did, causing Marco to blush a little from her praising him, as she made her way home, leaving Marco alone.
With that incident behind him, Marco decided it was time to begin his search. He took out the compass and followed the direction where the compass blinked the most. As he continued walking with the compass blinking faster, Marco notices that there was a hot dog cart near him. Feeling a bit peckish, Marco made his way to the cart but suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from a tree nearby, feeling he already know who was watching him. Then he has an idea that might lure the watcher out.
Marco stood in front of the cart as he was ready to order. "Excuse me. Can I have two dogs with the works," Marco said to the vendor. "Sorry kid, but I was about to close up for the day," the vendor told him. Marco pull out his wallet and took out a hundred-dollar bill and put it in the vendor's tip jar, which caught the vendor's eyes. "I'm sure that making two more dogs wouldn't be that much trouble, right?" Marco said with a sly smile. The vendor had the exact smile as well from Marco's generous tip. "Not at all," the vendor said as he quickly made two hot dogs masterpieces: two six inches covered with ketchup, mustard, relish, minced onions, chili, nacho cheese sauce, and bacon bits, all placed onto a pretzel hot dog bun.
With the hot dos completed, the vendor parted ways with Marco he held the two dogs in his hand and made his way onto a bench. Sitting down, Marco notices that everyone is gone, making it a perfect chance. "I know you're watching me. You can come out now. I have a hotdog for you as thanks for stopping that nurse snatcher," Marco said. After saying that, the tree above him rustle even more as a figure jumped out of it and landed in front of Marco. The figure turns around, giving Marco a full look at the figure.
Standing before him was a gargoyle who was tall and slender with long dark hair worn in a ponytail and she was wearing a one-piece conservative outfit.
"You knew I was here?" Angela said to him. "I had a feeling," Marco said as he offer her one of his hotdogs. "You're not afraid of me? Of what I am?" Angela asks him. "It doesn't matter who or what someone is. People shouldn't judge a book by its cover. And seeing how you took out the thief without causing any bodily harm means that you doing more good than harm, which I respect, a lot," Marco said with a smile. Angela was a little shocked to find a human who wasn't afraid of her but was also pleasant to her as she smile back at him.
She accepted his gift as she took the hot dog, folded her wings, and took a seat next to him. Both of them look at their hot dogs as they saw the beauties before them and took their first bite. 'This is the best hot dog I ever had,' Marco thought as his taste buds reach a new level of flavor.
The juices from the hot dog itself burst into the mouth with every bite, the zesty flavors of the ketchup and mustard, the relish pickled to perfection, the sweetness coming from the onions, the spiciness coming from the chili, the nacho cheese's gooiness spreading in his mouth, the bacon's crispiness, and the soft, slightly salted pretzel pull the other flavors together.
While savoring the flavors, Marco took a look at Angela to see if she like it as well, only to blush from what he was witnessing right now. Angela already fishing half of it as she slowly took another bite into it as some of the hot dog's juices slip out from her lips as she moans in delight. Marco quickly averted his eyes from her and focus on his hot dog.
After both of them finish off their food, they just sit there, digesting their hot dogs and trying to figure out what to do next. Marco decided to break the ice. "So have you always lived here?" he said, mentally slapping himself for saying such a cheesy line. "I haven't been here that long," she told Marco. "Oh? Think you can mind telling me where you're from?" Marco said, feeling a little curious. Angela smile at him. "It's the least I could do after you treated meal with such a meal," Angela said as she begin to tell Marco her tale without looking at him.
"I was hatched from one of the Wyvern Clan's eggs while there were being safeguarded by three humans: Katharine the princess, Magus the court mage, and Tom the guardian on a mystical island called Avalon, where I was an original member of the Avalon Clan. however, when an evil human sorcerer known as The Archmage attacked Avalor, Tom set off to find a gargoyle named Goliath to help us. He had succeeded in finding him as he and Goliath came to the island, along with a gargoyle beast name Bronx and a human detective from here named Elisa Maza. After defeating The Arcgmage, I decided to leave Avalor and join Goliath's clan, but Avalor simply doesn't take us where we want to go, but where we need to be. Those places included Wyvern in Scottland, Queen Florence Island in Canada, Loch Ness in Scottland, Prague in Czen Republican, Paris in France, London in England, Egypt, Ireland, Australia, Niagra, Norway, New Olympus, Chac Ixchel in Guatemala, Rapa Nui, Ishimura in Japan, the state of Arizona, Tibet, returning to Avalon, and finally made our way here. During the travel, we found other gargoyles, have to help or fight the Children of Oberon, including Oberon himself, and found out that Goliath is my father and a female gargoyle who looks like me named Demona is my mother,"
Angela finishes telling her story to Marco. "Seems that you've been through a lot," Marco said, knowing the feeling. "It is a lot to take in, but for what it's worth, I'm glad I decided to go with them," she said, still avoiding eye contact. "Why's that?" Marco asks her. "I love Avalon and m clan, but living there for so many years can be a little mundane. But ever since I met my father, the nights have never been dull. I got to travel the world, meet other gargoyles, and live in such a place as this, experience many things most gargoyles haven't," she looked up to the now starry skies. "I may feel a little homesick now and then, but when I look up at the sky and see the stars, they look the same as they did back on Avalon, and when I close my eyes, the stars are now in my mind, it feels like I haven't left the island at all," she said as she closed her eyes and had a smile on her face.
Seeing her peacefully have her eyes closed, Marco quietly pull out the vile and spray it on her and himself, putting it back into his pocket, and waited. Still having her eyes closed, she begins to blush and bite her bottom lip. She opens her eyes and looks down at the ground. "I know this is going to sound a bit insane, but I was wondering if you can help me with something and it's okay if you refuse," Angela said as she stood up and begin to walk towards a tree. With every step she took, something wet hit the ground, and Marco knew where it was coming from.
Making contact with the tree, Angela leans down, showing her lower half to Marco. Still blushing, Angela raised her tail, move her loincloth aside and show Marco her wet snatch. "Princess Katharine helps educate the female gargoyles when we come in age, but I never experience it before. I don't want the other clans to see me like this and since you've been kind to me, I was wondering…" before she could finish her sentence, she gasped as she felt a pair of hands on her hips and something long and hard rubbing her pussy. She looks back to see that Marco was not wearing any pants, which were down on the ground, still attached to his cankles
"You don't need to finish that sentence," Marco whispers into Angela's ear, causing her to shudder from his breath touching her ear, which later was replaced by a moan as Marco continues to grind his length against her entrance, causing it to be wet and slick. Angela grips the tree very tightly with her claws as she was experiencing something new. "I never knew I would feel this good. I'm ready for what's about to come," Angelina moans between sentences. "Are you sure?" Marco said to her. "Please put it in! I don't know why, but I need this!" Angela yelled, feeling impatience as she trust her butt towards Marco.
Feeling that she tease her enough already, Marco raised his dick just enough to touch her womanhood, causing her to bite the bottom of her lip again. Slowly entering her, Angela let out a mighty growl as her claws went deeper into the tree, leaving claw marks on it. Marco stop as he now put his whole length inside of her. "You can tell me to start moving when you're ready," Marco told her as Angela nodded her head. Angela was already filled with bliss, but she knew that it was going to be more intense as she nodded her head again, indicating that she was ready. "I'm ready," Angela told him.
Marco nodded as he slowly slid out of her, causing Angela to whimper as her inside already miss this sensation as the tip was the only thing inside of her. Then she let out a loud moan as Marco slam into her. Marco proceeds to move his hip, making Angela feel like she was waiting for this moment her whole life. 'It can't get much better than this,' Angela thought as her tongue hang out. Suddenly she felt Maco's hands leaving her hips and placing them under her top and onto her C-size breasts, as she felt like electricity running through her body. 'It just did!' thought Angela as both Marco's index and middle fingers were now pinching Angela's nipples.
"Something is coming and I don't know how long I can hold it," Angela warned Marco. "It's okay, just let it out," Marco reassure her, as he knew what was about to happen as he was coming along with her. Hearing those words from him, Angela let out a mighty roar and break part of the tree as her orgasm came to her hard with Marco right behind her as he erupted inside her causing her eyes to glow red as she continues to roar.
With both of their orgasms reaching an end, Marco slowly slid out of her, causing Angela to moan as she felt their disconnection and both of their juices to slid down her legs. Angela turns around and faces Marco as he already put his pants back on his waist. "I never thought my first experience would be with a human, but the way you took me," she sigh in happiness as she move her head towards Marco's and kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you," she said to him, causing Marco to smile and blush.
"I should get going before the others start to worry," she said as she turn around and climb onto a very tall tree. When she reached the top, she looked down at Marco. "I hope we'll meet again," she said as she spread her wings, jump off, and glided away from him until both of them lose sight of one another.
Now that Marco was all alone, he quickly took out his scissors, create a portal, and made his way in there, as the portal closed, he didn't realize that he and Angela were being watched as a set of red eyes were glowing from behind a tree nearby.