Another Random Story
By: CSI-Panther-Skull
Summary: Demona is feeling lonely. She begins to remember a time in Scotland that was a forebidden thing between a human and gargoyle.
Pairing: Demona/Macbeth.
A/N: I don't own gargoyles. And this is not related to my other Demona and Macbeth story.
Last time,
They would have continued had it not been for the shouting of one of his men calling for him. They quickly pulled apart and away from each other before the man showed up.
" What is it? " Macbeth asked.
" The castle is under attack my King. " The young man replied.
Macbeth and Demona stood immediately, Macbeth got on his horse, picked up the young man and rode off back to the castle, Demona right beside him, keeping up with the horse as she ran on all fours.
Flashback end.
Chapter 3
Shaking her head, Demona left the basement and back to her living-room. Growing more bored, she decided to go for a flight. Leaping from her roof, Demona took to the air.
Demona landed in the park 3 hours later. Flying through the city did little to stop her from feeling...What's the word humans use? Ah, depressed.
' Ha. I'm always depressed. ' She thought as she sat down on a bench.
She sat there, listening to the sounds around her. The insects chirping and croaking, the busy city streets and even a few ducks quacking.
' Perhaps I could pay a visit to my dear friend Macbeth. ' She thought as she stood up.
But as she climbed a near-by buliding to take flight, she changed her mind. So she took off back to her home. Getting there, she ordered out two pizza's and sat down in her livning-room, watching a horror movie, drinking a soda.
' I can't believe that I'm doing this. ' A silver-haired man thought as he stood outside of Demona's home.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door.
" Oh please! Anyone can see that that is fake! " Demona said out loud on a scene in the movie she was watching.
Knock! Knock!
" Go away! " She shouted.
" It's me you crazy woman! Open the door! " A voice shouted in reply.
Her eyes widen at the voice. Getting up, Demona ran to her door and looked through the peep-hole. And sure enough there he was, Macbeth.
" What do you want? " She exclaimed.
" I come in peace, Demona. " Macbeth shouted back.
Opening the door, Demona leaned against the door frame and crossed her arms. Glaring at him like she usually did.
They stared at each other for a moment before she stepped aside and let him in.
" So what brought this on? " She asked as she walked back to the living-room, Macbeth following her.
" I just thought I'd come and see my wife. " He replied and sat down on one of the couch.
" Well I don't want to see my husband. " She said, crossing her arms and turning back to the movie.
There was silence for a few minutes, the tension in the room was thick. They'd look at one another before turning back to the movie that was going off.
" Do you mind if I had some pizza? " Macbeth asked after another five minutes went by.
" Help yourself. " Demona replied.
She looked at him and said, " I guess you were feeling lonely tonight. You could've found someone else besides me to come and visit. "
" I know. " He replied.
" So why did you come here? Not knowing if I was to attack you on sight? " She asked.
" Because I know that your tired of fighting and losing. And I was thinking of the past. " He answered, causing Demona's eyes to widen.
" Which part? " She asked.
" You and me. " He replied.
She looked at him then and turned her body to face his, " Well you can forget about it. It's in the past. " she said, her temper rising.
" Why must you get angry at everything that's being said to you? " He asked, unafraid of her and her temper.
" Is it because you've been hurting for so long and you don't want others to know? Or are you keeping others away so they don't know the real you, the one that I fell in love with. The one that save my life when I was young. The one that cared and loved me back with all her heart. " He continued.
" I loved you once. Until that night you betrayed me and the gargoyles that was with me. " Her eyes watering when she first spoke, she had said those exact words to Goliath, two nights after he was awaken from his stone sleep.
Macbeth looked at her and stood up and walked over to her side of the couch.
" What are you doing? " She asked, getting up and jumping away from him.
" I want to see something. Please come here. " He answered, his hand out stretched to her.
Demona looked at his hand for a moment before slowly walking back to him.
When she was close enough, he pulled her to him and kissed her.
Chapter 4
Demona was in shock. She couldn't believe he had the nerve to do that. She was angry and wanted to throw him off of her. But she also wanted him to keep kissing her and wrap his arms around her. She slowly raised her hands and ran them through his silver hair, much like she had done that night when he had treated her wound. She felt him move his hands from her arms and wrap around her waist and caped wings.
He pulled away. " I thought so. " He said.
" Oh shut up and kiss me again. " She said, pulling him back to her.
She pushed his long over coat off him and took his shirt off. She was amazed at how built he was. She had seen him shirtless before in paris, she had surprised him, playing the part of a girlfriend and he had answered the door without a shirt on, she had blushed and quickly apologized for seeing him so early.
But this time it was different. She would be touching those muscles of his. which is what she did. Taking her hands away from his hair, she slowly brought them over his smooth chest and abs and back up to his shoulders, pushing herself closer to him as he took her shirt off.
She sighed as he touched one of her breasts. Bending down, he took the other in his mouth.
" Ohh. " Demona moaned, her clawed hand gripped hair to keep him there.
His other hand worked to get her shorts off, but her hand stopped him. Looking up at her, he saw her smile,
" You first. " She said and reached for his belt, but his hand stopped her,
" Ladies first. " He said.
" When have I been a lady? " She replied and tried again, but he stopped her again.
" Together then? " He asked huskly.
" Together. " She answered in the same tone.
And they both reached for the others belts and jeans. With Macbeth kicking off his boots and socks. They looked at each other naked for the first time. Demona walked to him and kissed him. She moved down to his neck and lightly bit him there as his hands roamed down her back and grazed over the base of her tail, causing her to move her hips against his. His manhood hit her lower stomach, she groaned at the feeling.
Macbeth pushed her against a wall. She raised her legs until they were wrapped around his waist. He moved in and entered her, Demona moaned at the feeling, it had been too long since she had been with a strong male. It was a little painful at first, but it soon went away as Macbeth stayed still. He had felt the slight pain she felt and stayed until he felt she was ready for him to move.
" Move. " She all but ordered him.
He obeyed and moved. Slowly at first, but he soon sped up, his grunts mixing in with her moans and groans. He kept going until he began to feel that both of them were near their end. He speed up so much that it didn't even seem human. Finally their climax came at the same time, Demona roaring her end, while Macbeth shouted his.
They slumped down on the floor and stayed there as their eyes closed and their arms wrapped around the other.
Here's ch./s 3 & 4! Hope ya'll like them!
Thank you: ASHURAMASTER and RUDYDRACOGIRL for reviewing last ch./s
and Thank you: RUBYDRACOGIRL FOR FAVORING.
CSI-Panther out.
