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The sunset drew the last remaining sunlight from the city and as the fading red banished completely the stone covering the forms on the clock tower broke apart and roars mixed with the rumble of the dark clouds that were starting together.
The clan gathered together as Hudson looked warily up at the gathering clouds "Looks like we're gonna get a mite bit of rain this night." He shook his head and smiled as he remembered his special was on T.V tonight and meandered his way towards his beloved armchair. Before entering he cast a glance at Goliath "Are ye goin' out tonight?"
The three younger gargoyles who had been talking excitedly about their adventures paused and turned to see their leader's response. Ever since appointing Brooklyn as his second he had become distant and spent more time alone than he used to. Hudson was the only one who had been brave enough so far to comment on this change.
Goliath had been staring out into the city as the last traces of sun vanished and the gathering storm picked up speed "Yes…I will return before dawn." He turned and cast an apologetic look to his clan "You will be alright?"
Seeming to understand Hudson smiled and nodded his head "Aye lad we'll be fine. Off ye go then."
Goliath paused before nodding and gave them all one last look before taking off. He knew what Hudson had not said. They were worried about him. They knew he had met someone…but the fact that he had not yet brought this person to the clock tower revealed his doubts about this person. Also the fact that he had not seen Elisa recently… He knew that one way or another it would have to end tonight.
Dark green eyes watched as the smoke rose up towards the storm clouds. He was excited for a little rain and thunder. He took a slow drag and realized that he had better get going if he was going to catch his train. It was a shame…he was going to miss the storm. He pushed all thoughts of a dark skinned gargoyle out of his mind as he picked up his suitcase. It was time to leave New York, get a fresh look at things… Life. And Death.
To be Master of Death was a fairly easy job, Death needed to know that someone was watching, someone with power. As long as he existed and kept a general eye on things. He had enough money to do what he wanted, go where he wanted. It was actually depressing to think about. His only purpose was to exist. He shook his head, that line of thinking was going to make him want another cigarette and he didn't have time for that. The sun had already set and he had to get going.
Scanning over the city Goliath visited all the places that he could usually find Harry. He had often told the young man that it wasn't safe for him to linger in the alleys that he so favored, of course tonight would be the night he actually heeded his advice making it harder to find him. He halted in mid glide when something caught his eye and almost without thinking he found himself landing in front of a black Mercedes that was all too familiar to him. Owen. He growled lowly as he watched the window slide down and impassive blue eyes stared back at him. He arched a brow when he noticed that the persona was alone in the car "Well? Do you know where he is? I have something important to discuss with him."
For a minute he saw Puck cross Owen's features but it passed and the blond shrugged his shoulders elegantly "Well that seems unfortunate as I have just dropped Mr. Potter off at the train terminal. It seems he was unaware of your need for…discussion."
It took him a minute to understand what Owen meant and he balled his hand into a fist. The train terminal? Where was Harry going? Why hadn't he said anything? He flinched at his own internal question. Of course Harry hadn't said anything, yesterday he began to realize how very little he actually knew about his…lover. And the consequences that that ignorance could have. He shook his head, now was not the time for regrets he had to find Harry and talk with him…they could figure it all out later.
It seemed that Owen was aware of his internal debate and decision and he gave as close to a smile as he could manage. "Very good then. I'll let you know that his train is departing at nine thirty…he didn't see fit to inform me of the destination but I assume things will go a lot better for you if you get him before he boards." Owen barely had time to finish speaking before Goliath was taking off.
Pale blue eyes watched the dark form cross the night sky and he wondered if he was as much of a fool as Goliath was. Harry was fascinating, and he knew that he would appreciate him better than a being like Goliath could. However he also knew it was a futile fight, perhaps one worth having, but in the end he knew who the victor would be. He would simply have to be content biding his time and seeing how this would all play out.
The lights were bright around the train station and Goliath had to fly carefully to avoid being noticed. He hoped that Harry had not yet reached the bulk of the crowd. If so he would have to depend on him coming to Goliath of his own free will, and he had a feeling that Harry would be more inclined to ignore him than anything else.
He succeeded in finding Harry before he got too close to the crowd. Now there was only the problem of getting his attention without attracting anyone else's. It seemed that the problem was solved for him when Harry sensed him and turned towards him. For a moment Goliath thought that he was going to continue walking. Harry had a slightly puzzled expression that he didn't understand. Did Harry not think he would come after him? His heart clenched at the thought of all the pain he must have made Harry go through in his thoughtlessness. But he had made his decision and he was ready to stand by it.
Something he saw must have made Harry decide to investigate because he entered the alley that Goliath was standing in. He enchanted the alleyway so that they wouldn't be disturbed in what he was sure would prove to be an interesting talk.
His legendary stubbornness had not changed during his time in America. Harry took out a cigarette and lit it. Keeping eye contact with Goliath the entire time, challenging him to say something about it. The gargoyle wisely kept any thoughts he had to himself as they continued to stand in silence. Finally Harry grew tired of getting nowhere and if this wasn't going to lead to anything he had a train to catch. "Why did you come here Goliath?"
His words seemed to startle Goliath out of his thoughts and Harry was amused to watch as the gargoyle leader looked almost…sheepish. Harry shook his head. What did he think he was doing? His stubborn pride wanted him to just walk away and let nothing Goliath tried to say change his mind. But another part of him…a weaker part he supposed. Wanted to see if him leaving would bring something out of Goliath. Something that meant more than an alleyway fuck.
Goliath opened his mouth "Why are you leaving?" that wasn't the question he had wanted to ask but it was the one came out. It was the question that he feared the answer to. Harry had nothing tying him down here. He had come to New York to escape his past and that was all. He had met Goliath purely by accident and ever since then they had done this strange dance with each other. Now it seemed it was coming to an end and Goliath knew that he would have to sort out his feelings before he could let that happen.
The cigarette burned in the dark alley as Harry took a deep drag. So that's what Goliath came here for. He knew enough about complex's to know that Goliath was a leader through and through. In some way he probably thought he owed it to Harry to look after him. He forgot that Harry wasn't anything to him. That he had no reason to explain anything. "Goliath…It's time for me to leave. I left Europe to escape drama and tragedy and anything that drains what few emotions I have left. Being with you… It's too much right now. I don't need this in my life, and I don't want it."
Despite the fact that Goliath knew Harry had every right and that ever word he was saying was true the leader couldn't stop the low growl that ripped through his throat as he asked "Without telling me? You were just going to leave?" A thought occurred to him that made his eyes narrow "Why didn't you leave in the day time when you knew you could be long gone before I woke? Why did you pick a train that gave me time to find you? This was a test…"
The casual shrug Harry gave only seemed to infuriate him further "I suppose maybe I wanted to see if you cared enough to find out. And you do. That's nice to know and very sweet. But now that I know I realize it doesn't change anything. I'm still going to leave because in the end…If I stay I'll just be your dirty little secret."
Goliath's rage tore through him, frustration making it sharp in his gut. All true. He punched the brick of the alley and stared at the crater it made for some time "I have been unfair to you…I understand that. I do care for you it is because I care for you…that I…"
Harry watched with sadness as Goliath's guilt made itself apparent. Noble…so noble. Goliath reminded him of himself when he was a better person. A stronger one. Maybe that's what had attracted him in the first place. "Goliath if I asked you would you take me to your clan tonight? Would you tell them that I was your lover?"
There, he had drawn the line. This was the question that could change everything. Harry was drained, he needed to either cut his losses or change whatever this was. Every time he tried to wait for sex with Goliath he ended up jumping the first person who showed the littlest interest in him. Every time he did have sex with Goliath he went to Owen so that he would feel treasured and loved. But it wasn't enough. Because it wasn't Owen he wanted to be treasured by.
The nine o'clock bell chimed at the train station. "Goliath…Let me go... I don't want to watch you be conflicted anymore. I don't have much honor left. But I have enough to spare you… Just let me go."
The gargoyle kept his gaze on the ground and Harry sighed. He threw away his cigarette and picked up his bag. This is what he expected. This is why he needed to leave. "Good bye Goliath." He said softly as he headed towards the opening.
Without warning two large arms surrounded him. Pulling him against a muscled chest as they were launched into the air. The suddenness of it caused Harry to drop his bag and cling to Goliath as they sped through the night sky. He was arranged into a carrying position and the sudden changed dizzied him for a moment before he realized what was going on. "Goliath…?" He cursed how weak his voice was.
Goliath looked down at the man in his arms. This felt right. He smiled and his dark eyes noticed the faint hope that lingered in the emerald gaze looking back at him. "I will take you to my clan. They should have known of you long ago" Goliath soared through the city as the fist light rain began to dribble down on them. Harry's jacket withstood the dampness but his shirt clung against his flesh.
They alighted on a roof just a little ways away from the clock tower "Harry…" Goliath's voice was almost as a purr as he cupped Harry's cheek and he brought the smaller's head up for a kiss "I may not know what this is…but I know that you are my lover…" He lifted his wings to protect them from the onslaught "Why didn't you tell me you needed lovemaking to survive?" He knew that now was not the time to ask…but he had to know before he showed Harry to his clan.
Harry smiled sadly up at him his wet hair falling into his face "Because I wanted you to come to me when you wanted to. I didn't want to be held by you and wonder if it was some strange sort of pity fuck."
A dark smile crossed Goliath's lips as he tenderly brushed his claw against Harry's lips "I never considered anything we did together 'fucking'…it was always lovemaking to me." Touching Harry…and being this close to him Goliath couldn't stop himself from pulling him closer and taking a deeper taste.
The gasp he wrung from Harry made him growl softly, almost like a purr as he used his wings to pull him closer. "Do you need it?" He whispered to Harry taking his clawed hand and running up the small body. For the first time noticing how slender he was…how Harry never seemed to need food.
A small nod was the only answer he got but the heat in Harry's eyes told him how much he needed this. The thought of Harry starving and being forced to take whatever stranger came his way infuriated him. Harry wouldn't need another…He would give Harry all he needed and his clan would protect him. He undid those tight pants and rubbed his hand against Harry's member watching in dark delight as the young man's head fell back arching in pleasure. Harry looked up at him and whispered "Please Goliath…please…don't be gentle this time."
The storm surrounding them seemed to make everything that much more intense and the clothing stuck to Harry's body in such an infuriating erotic way. Goliath abided by Harry's wish and tore away his clothing before letting his nails rake across the soft pale skin that soon became damp in the rain. Harry didn't want him to be gentle…and he wasn't able to be at this moment. He decided to let his conscience rest. They would figure out how to make this work later. For now…he had to take care of Harry.
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