First I would like to thank MarkDr, otherwise known as OniGojirakaiju, for his fan-art for the story, and for giving a soundboard to bounce ideas off of and discuss gargoyle sexuality, I also got an idea for this chapter from him. Links to his pictures of Kat and Angela are on my profile.

And I know Gargoyles took place in the nineties, but so that I don't have to constantly look up things to see if they were around then (honestly growing up in the nineties, everything just sorta blended together for me) , so please don't comment on my movie or car choices in the story not being around then.

This chapter contains a lime and lemon, though they can be skipped if one wishes. I hope I did them well.

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Chapter 4

Kat growled as she messed up another weld on a fender. Cursing, she set the MIG welder aside and turned of the gas supply at the tank. She was to distracted to get any work done at the moment.

She knew why she was distracted. it had been a few days since Angela's last visit, which had consisted mostly of watching The Fast and The Furious Series on DVD, with Kat making occasional comments about the cars, and mentioning that she'd love nothing more than to get her hand on Dom's 1970 Dodge Charger R/T, before explaining her preference of American cars over foreign models.

Angela, even if she didn't understand half of what Kat was telling her had still smiled and asked questions. She had been happy that, even if she didn't understand, Angela had allowed her to share her love of cars with her. Of course sharing anything with Angela was great at this point, as the gargoyle was still in the friends category, and Kat refused to try and push her into beginning a relationship with her. As her father had said two weeks ago when she met him for dinner, she had dumped to much information onto the gargess. But that didn't stop Kat from gradually falling in love with the woman that fate had decided was her mate.

Sighing, Kat closed up her garage early. Making her way up to her apartment, she tried to think of a distraction from her slow progress with Angela.

Walking into her washroom, Kat stripped of her dirty clothes, including her bra and panties, putting them straight into the washing machine. Naked, she walked into her bedroom, and into the attached bathroom. Stepping into the shower, she began to wash away the grime from work.

Once she was done with her shower, and dried off, she walked back into her bedroom, intending to find a set of night clothes that wouldn't embarrass Angela if she decided to drop by that night. But when she opened her top drawer, Kat stopped.

Smirking, she pulled out her rabbit g-spot vibrator. It was made of blue silicone, and measured seven inches long and one and a half inches wide. Pulling out the lubricant, Kat made her way to her bed.

Just because she didn't want to push Angela, didn't mean she couldn't have her fantasies.

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Angela landed on the castle battlements and sighed as the trio landed behind her. They had cut down on the intensity of their courting of her after she had yelled at them, but every now and then, they would try and impress her, and end up acting like they had before she yelled at them as they attempted to compete for her. This usually resulted in her having to do most of the work on Patrol as they were too busy bickering amongst each other.

It was one reason why Goliath usually had her run patrol with him. But tonight had been Elisa's night off and he had sent the trio with her, while he went to see Elisa at her apartment.

Tonight had been one major headache for her.

"Angela," Brooklyn began enthusiastically, "Did you see how easily I took care of that mugger?

"One mugger, I took out two at once," Broadway boasted.

Angela interrupted before Lexington could speak his peace, whirling around to face them, snarling and eyes glowing red.

"STOP!" she yelled at the suddenly shocked, and slightly fearful trio. Angela may have been Goliath's daughter, but when she was angry, it was clear that she was Demona's as well, and if there was one gargoyle that would scare the devil himself when angry, it was Demona. Angela had inherited that particular trait from her mother. "How many times do I have to say that no amount of showboating will draw my attention! You left me to do most of the work while you three were trying to impress me! So you each took down a couple of criminals, guess what! I had to take out the ones you missed when you jumped right in without looking! TWENTY! That's the number of people I took care of while you three were showboating! Do it again and I WILL RIP OFF YOUR BALLS! Am I clear!" she growled at the trio, glaring at them with angry red eyes the whole time.

The trio took a step back and Brooklyn answered, "Crystal," with a sheepish chuckle, and a slight flinch.

"Sorry," Broadway apologized.

"It won't happen again," Lexington assured the gargess, with a slight gulp.

The red faded from Angela's eyes as they narrowed. Turning away from the trio, she made her way into the castle to give a report to Hudson in her father's absence. "You always say it won't happen again," Angela mumbled to low for the males to hear. And it was true, she'd yell at them, and in a few weeks they'd forget and they'd go through the process again. Frankly it annoyed Angela, especially now that she knew she was attracted to Kat.

The past two weeks, since meeting Kat and spending time with her, Angela had found herself developing genuine feelings for the woman. In fact she was sure that if Kat had made a move towards her other than friendship, she would gladly reciprocate. But so far, Kat had been respectful of Angela's wish to remain friends, and had not brought up the subject of beginning a relationship since that night when she explained that she was a kitsune. That meant that she would have to make the first move, and the truth was that, she still had her doubts and was afraid to enter into a relationship with the woman.

Spending time with Kat had allowed her to learn a bit about the woman. It was clear that she was passionate, especially when it came to cars, but Angela noticed that Kat seemed to be passionate about life in general. She liked her coffee strong and black, her pizza with nothing but cheese, her music loud, and her movies with lots of action. She also hated paperwork. Angela had visited her one night while she was going over the books for her garage and was surprised to overhear a fair bit of grumbling and cursing from the woman, who had taken the excuse of spending time with Angela a bit more enthusiastically than normal, before sending a glare at the paperwork and ignoring it for the rest of the visit.

After talking to Hudson she'd go and visit her. It had been a few days since her last visit after all

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**LIME**

Kat's eye's were closed as she moaned in pleasure. Her breathing heavy as the vibrator worked inside her wet pussy, it's bunny pleasuring her clitoris.

She was imagining in her mind that, instead of the vibrator giving her such pleasure, that it was Angela. She could almost feel Angela's talons moving carefully inside her as the gargess' mouth sucked and licked her clit.

So engrossed was she in her self-pleasuring, that she didn't hear the door of the apartment opening, and attributed Angela's voice calling her name as a figment of her imagination. Another moan was torn from her throat as she came close to climax.

A few moments later, Kat opened her eye slightly, just as she was about to climax.

Only to find the real Angela standing in her doorway.

"AAANNNGGEEELLLLAAAAAA!" Kat screamed, in both surprise and pleasure, snapping her eyes shut as the most powerful orgasm she could remember ripped through her body.

**LIME END**

Snapping her eyes open just in time to see Angela's tail disappear, Kat cursed, "SHIT!" as she scrambled out of bed. "ANGELA WAIT!" she yelled. Grabbing her red and black robe from the back of the door, she quickly pulled it on as she chased after the gargess.

Unfortunately, by the time she reached the roof, Angela was but a shadow in the distance.

"What have I done," Angela whispered to herself, as tears began to make her way down her cheeks.

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Angela didn't know how long she glided over the city. She was too busy trying to wrap her head around what she had just seen.

The sheltered gargoyle, upon hearing Kat's moan when she called her name, had assumed the worst and rushed to help her friend. Only she had found Kat laying naked in her bed, a strange device inside her sex.

When Kat had screamed her name, Angela had panicked and fled. She hadn't gotten much more than a glimpse, but she could tell that Kat had a beautiful body, and she had to admit that she liked what she had seen.

But she didn't know how to feel. Another thing she had learned on Avalon was that it was one to pleasure oneself. That had apparently been what Kat had been doing, and judging by calling her name, most likely to the mental image of her. Kat was a contradiction of everything Princess Kathrine, Guardian Tom, and the Magus had taught her. And she was attracted to her.

Realizing it was almost dawn, she returned to the castle. And as she turned to stone, her only thought was, 'What do I do?'

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**LEMON**

"Do you love me?" Kat asked, almost whispering the question.

Angela closed the distance between them slowly, he hips swaying sensually as she walked. It was only when she was mere inches from Kat that she whispered her reply, "Yes," before the Asian woman captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Kat's lips were soft, yet firm, gentle, but forceful. And as the two kissed, they held each other in a tight embrace.

Angela's had her left hand at Kat's neck, holding the woman's head close to her own as her tongue glided over Kat's lip, begging for entrance, which Kat quickly gave. Her talons were curled into Kat's short hair. Her right hand was at Kat's waist.

Hat's right was in a similar position as Angela's left hand, fingers tangled in her hair as their tongues battled for dominance. But Kat's left hand...Angela gasped in surprise and arousal as it gently caressed the space between her wings. The gargoyle could feel the woman's smirk, before she was gently pushed away.

Her legs hit a bed that hadn't been their before, and Angela fell on her back to the bed. Looking up at Kat, she was surprised to see the woman no longer clothed, and admired what she saw. Kat's skin was pale, with a slight bronze tint, and flawless, without any blemish or scar. Firm, full breast roughly the size of melons were topped with dark aureola's, and nipples hardened from arousal.

Angela's gaze drifted lower, taking in Kat's muscular hourglass figure, her smooth legs that seemed to go on for miles, and her hairless sex. She trailed her eyes back to look up to Kat's face. Her regal cheeks were flushed with arousal, and her full lips swollen from their passionate kissing. But when Angela gazed into her beautiful Violet eyes, she was stunned by the love and lust she saw.

Kat leaned down and gently kissed Angela, their naked breast rubbing together, though Angela didn't remember taking her tunic of. Angela moaned as she felt her arousal growing. One of Kat's knees pushed between her knees, rubbing her leg up against her own hairless mound, and pulling a groan from the gargess. Kat kept her leg moving, as her lips left Angela's and began working their way along her neck.

Angela never noticed Kat's had move, not until she felt it stimulate her clit. "Kat," Angela moaned.

Kat smirked and whispered in Angela's ear, "You want this?"

"Yesssssss," the gargess hissed.

Angela hissed as, while her palm continued to stimulate her clit, Kat gently pushed a finger into her, then another, then another, until the kitsune had three fingers in Angela's tight passage. The gargess moaned as Kat continued to move her fingers inside her dripping sex as she stimulated her engorged clit with palm. Meanwhile Kat continued to Kiss Angela's throat, occasionally nibbling gently on her ear lobe.

"Cum for me Angela," Kat whispered. "Cum for me."

Angela tried to respond but couldn't as she moaned again.

"Cum for me, my love."

And Angela couldn't hold back her climax any longer.

***LEMON END**

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Angela roared as stone chips flew off of her. She then shuddered as she collapsed to her knees as the aftereffect from the orgasm she had upon waking shot through her. She was glad that she had perched on the opposite side of the castle as the rest of the clan, as she knew they would have smelled what had happened. Quickly, she made her way to the showers Xanatos had installed for when something happened while on patrol and the clan returned filthy. She couldn't allow the rest of the clan to know what happened, it would be too awkward.

She also didn't know what her dream meant.

But one thing was clear. Combine the events of the previous night, the day's dream, and her own confused feelings, Angela knew she needed to talk to Kat.

Tonight.

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