Gorgon & Gargoyle Lovers (complete)

    I have always held a special fondness towards a friend of mine. It has been something I have kept close to my heart and secreted away for a very long time. My own shyness may be to blame for it, as well as a multitude of other things. I have at many a time wanted to voice my feelings to them, but at the last second I have chickened out. 

    Azlel is a gargoyle and as such, is one of the few people I can look at without stunning or paralyzing. Since they are already mostly stone, they are not affected and I gaze at them as long as I may. 

    Azlel is tall and athletic in build. They have strong shoulders and thick, muscular arms, a trim waist and thick thighs, maintaining a strong hourglass shape even with their muscles. Their skin is dark amethyst in color and has a slight shimmer to it. Looking at them is like looking at a work of art, there are always brush strokes you never saw before.

    I first met Azlel when I had gotten off a long shift at work. Considering that I’m a Gorgon and can’t exactly look at people, my job is in a call center. I’ve never liked phones, so I am always eager to escape my job and do something else. I went to a small bar with friends. It was dark and the music was loud, but I saw Azlel from across the room easily. Missing them was hard. They were bartending, wearing a skin-tight crop top and high rise leggings that showed off not only their ample cleavage but their chiseled abs as well. I was smitten.

    From that moment on I maintained my crush on them. I visited the bar whenever I could if only to have Azlel serve me a drink. It wasn’t until a few weeks later when I was meeting friends at a small restaurant that I formally met Azlel. I was making my way across the room, and since I was wearing my sunglasses it was hard to see. I rounded a corner and slammed right into them.

    “Hey, you ok?” Azlel asked me. They bent over and helped me up.

    “I’m fine yeah uhm-” Seeing them was worse than the fall. I had just come off work and wasn’t exactly looking my best. Azlel was at their best though.

    They were dressed in a form-fitting suit with the shirt unbuttoned to their navel. Their horns curled back from their head and pointed upwards while the long tendrils that made their hair fell down along their back. They smiled at me, showing off their sharp, glimmering teeth.

    “I recognize you.” They said as they helped me stand. 

    “Sorry! I’m so sorry!” I adjusted my glasses. “I didn’t mean to run into you.”

    “I didn’t mind.” They winked one-half of their six eyes at me. “How about I buy you a drink?” Their eyes scanned over me. “What was your name?”

    My heart was a hurried rabbit through a bramble thicket. Fast, confused, a little banged up, but excited to see their burrow come into view. I grinned up at Azlel. “Eirini,” I gasp.

    “Eirini.” Hearing them say my name was music. It was whispering bells in the rain. It was that first sweet sip of coffee in the morning. It made me realize my crush had moved beyond that and into deeper more dangerous territory.

    “It’s nice to meet you at last, Eirini.” Azlel held their hand out and when I shook it I never wanted to let go.

    After that evening Azlel and I met up more often. We had traded phone numbers and had started to go out on our own. When Azlel wasn’t working they would get me into small venue concerts, thanks to their connections as a bartender. They would show me all the weird little restaurants hidden in dark corners I would never go down alone. 

    Our favorite place to go and talk was this tiny, cramped Udon shop that looked as if it had once been a grandmother’s kitchen. The food was so good though you didn’t notice you were crammed into a tiny dining room with ten other people. And honestly, aside from the best vegetarian udon jumbo pot I had ever had, all I noticed was Azlel. 

    I knew I had such deep feelings for them, but I was so excited to have a friend as amazing as them. Azlel was charming and suave, I wonder if that was just how bartenders were.

    “Hey come here,” Azlel coaxed me close one evening. “You got something on your face.” They slip their fingers under my chin.

    “I’ve been messy with the noodles,” I giggle. “It’s probably just something from-” my breath is sucked from my lungs as Azlel’s long, warm tongue laps across my cheek. My lashes flutter when they moan and kiss down my neck.

    “I have been dying to do that, sorry.” They ease back. “I know you wanted to take things slow and you can totally hate me if you want but I just-” They grumble and cover their face with their hands. “Oh no I fucked up it up because I was greedy, didn’t I?”

    I’m stunned and breathless and beyond happy. Even as a sharp pain stabs in my pelvis I am excited. “Wait,” I gasp. “What do you mean to take it slow?”

    “Henry mentioned you were a little old fashioned. So when we didn’t kiss on our first date I just thought you were wanting to go slow. I’ve been dying to kiss you and stuff, but I wanted to wait for you until you were ready.”

    I have been struck by a cast iron skillet and have no idea how to recover. “First date? What first date?”

    Azlel looks up at me and furrows their brow. “After that dinner thing?” They tilt their head. “Remember? You gave me your number and I invited you to that slam poetry reading?”

    I sit back in my seat stunned and swaying. I felt like a game of Mortal Combat where the announcer snarled ‘finish him’.

    “That was a date?” I ask quietly. I then look around us and point at the table. “Is...is THIS a date?”

    “Yeah,” Azlel is staring at me like I’m crazy. “They’ve all been dates.” Their eyes go wide. “What did you think we were doing?”

    “We’re dating?” I blurt out loud.

    Azlel cups their hand around their mouth and tries to keep from laughing. “You’re so cute!” They snort and sputter. “Oh my god! All this time, I thought you wanted to go slow! It never occurred to me you were slow.”

    “No that’s not it at all!” I gasp in a panic. “I mean well-” I huff and clench my fists onto my knees. “I mean, I just wasn’t sure how you felt. I really wanted to make sure we were on the same page but I’m not very good at reading things.” I fidget with my hair, my little snakes dance around my fingertips and then curl around the knuckles. “I didn’t want to do anything stupid and scare you away.”

    Azlel grins up at me. “I don’t scare so easy. I’d like us to be a couple.” They tilt their head down to their shoulder. “So are we on the same page or do we need to speed read for a bit?”

    I shake my head as the excitement bubbles up inside me. “Same page! Let’s bookmark it!” I cup my hands around my flushed cheeks. “Oh wow. I’m dating Azlel.”

    “You can be doing so much more to me if you wanted to.” Azlel leans on the table and grins at me. “Now that I know you’re an adorable goof and not some wanting to take all this so slow I feel safe using my wiles on you.”

    I lay my hand in my lap as the pain starts to grow. “Your wiles, you say?”

    Azlel stands up and offers me their hand. “Come on, I’ll tell you all about them.”

    I smile and take their hand. The pelvic pain was getting a little worse, but I’ve been dealing with it all my life. This was easily ignored, but I knew by the end of the day and into tomorrow it would be a lot worse for me.

    I just wanted to enjoy Azlel and the fact that all this time we had been dating. It felt like a huge weight off my shoulders. I could walk on air. I had never had someone I liked so much actually like me back. Better yet, Azlel still liked me even after finding out I was an idiot. 

    I squeeze Azlel’s hand as we walk through the park. “So, what are these wiles you have?”

    “Oh, I have different ones,” they chuckle. “I have my wiles which are I just take my clothes off and pose for a while until you maul me.”

    I giggle and inch in closer to them. “The basics, I see.”

    “Then I have my wiles which get me extra tips at the bar. Basic flirting. Unbuttoning my shirts a bit. Bending over a lot.” They smirk at me. “Then I have gentle touches.” They take their hand from mine and lay it on my lower back. “Suggestive glances. Words spoke close and soft.” They say this while getting close to my ear. They hand on my lower back ease down a bit so their fingers knead against my ass.

    “I also have the more physical.” I gasp as Azlel picks me up and sets me onto a wall. Sitting there we’re eye to eye and they step between my legs. They brush their lips up along my neck and I close my eyes to savor the sensation more. 

    Azlel’s lips press to my neck and jaw. They then ease close and their tongue glides along my lips before they kiss me. I press in close, feeling their chest against mine. I then whimper in pain and Azlel pulls away.

    “What’s wrong?” They gasp.

    I shake my head. “It’s nothing you did. Promise,” I gasp. “It’s uhm-” I fidget where I sit. “It’s my all in my pelvis.” I then grimace at the wording. “Ugh, I mean-”

    Azlel looks down then back up at my face. “What?”

    “Pelvic pain,” I huff. “I get these...stabbing horrible pains down there. Sometimes it’s constant, sometimes it fucks off.” I sigh and slouch my shoulders. “It wasn’t bothering me too much until you started...wiling me.”

    Azlel chuckles and kisses my cheek. “Does it always happened when you get wiled up?”

    I roll my eyes. “It’s hurting because we’re overusing a pun right now.” I then huff. “But, unfortunately, yeah,” I grumble. “Sometimes when I get turned on so does the pain.”

    Azlel sets me back down on the ground. “Too bad you’re not a masochist or this would be your holy grail.”

    I lean into their side as they set me down. “I wouldn’t even wish this on a masochist.”

    Azlel walks me home and I invite them in for coffee. I know what inviting someone in for coffee means, and while I had hope something more would happen, I just didn’t want the night with them to end. Now that I was privy to the true nature of our relationship, I wanted to make up for being a dummy.

    I fixed coffee and did some stretches to help with the pain while it brewed, hoping it would dull the pain down to where I could enjoy the rest of my time with Azlel.

    “If you’re not feeling well you didn’t have to invite me up.” Azlel moves aside on the sofa as I take a seat. 

    “I wanted to,” I look up at them, starry eyed and excited. “Even if we can’t do anything, I still just wanted to be with you.”

    Azlel kisses the top of my head and the snakes that make my hair pepper their face with tiny licks and kisses. They chuckle and lean back so that I can lay on their chest and snuggle my cheek against their breast.

    Azlel rubs my back and smiles down at me. “How do you feel? You ok?”

    “I’ll be ok. Sucks to say but I’m used to it.” I tuck my legs up and curl even more into their side. “It’s nice having you here.”

    Azlel kneads my lower back and it helps a bit. “It’s nice being here.”

    I stretch out a tentative hand and slip my fingers under Azlel’s shirt. I drag them across their belly, eager to feel their skin. Azlel moans softly and bites their lip. I venture further, and slip my fingers under the band of their pants.

    “Go on,” Azlel coaxes. “Don’t be timid.”

    I glance up at them then take a deep breath. I slide my whole palm into their pants. My fingers feel along their strong thigh and then rub against their smooth mound.

    “Is this ok?” I glance back up at Azlel and their face. “Do you want me to stop?”

    “If you stop, I’ll eat your fingers.” Azlel tilts my chin up, kissing me as my fingers slip between their thighs. Their tongue rolls around in my mouth and I can feel Azlel’s wetness begin to seep out. I rub my palm against their vulva, squeezing a bit before Azlel pulls away from our kiss.

    “Now,” they purr. “Let’s not start this before I know all the rules.” They kiss my cheek and ear. “As badly as I want your wonderful little fingers to touch me, I want to make sure with everything, you’re ok.”

    There’s that rabbit running through the brambles again, only this time the brambles have turned to soft fluffy candy. “Oh. Yeah!” I snuggle in closer to Azlel. “Of course. I want to make sure you’re taken care of too.”

    Azlel chuckles and leans in, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. “You’re so cute.”

    The pain quickens and I wince. “Sorry,” I hold my hand over my pelvis.

    “It’s ok. We’ll go slow.” Azlel kisses my cheek and rubs their hand down my back again. “I’m going to take very good care of you.”

    I lean into them, kissing along their neck and chest. The pain was surging, but I just wanted to be near them.

    “You got somewhere better than the sofa?” Azlel asks.

    I nod and stand up, wobbling a bit from the pain. I lead Azlel to my bedroom and extend my hand out to the bed. “Right here.”

    Azlel looks down at me. “Lay down then.”

    My eyes widen and I do as they said. I lay down on the bed and Azlel sits down beside me. Their hand strokes down my chest and rests over my pelvis. The pain skyrockets for a moment and then settles back into the annoying ache.

    “Is it okay if I undress you?” Azlel asks.

    I smirk. “Only if you get naked first.”

    “Gladly.”Azlel licks their lips and pulls their shirt off over their head. I stare with greedy glee as I watch their body flex and shine. Every inch of them was toned and perfect. I wanted to lick whipped cream off of them and then just completely go to town eating them out.

    Azlel wiggles out of their pants and then grins down at me. “Now for you.” They unbutton my shirt and smooth their hand down my chest. Unlike them I have no breasts. Just small, puffy nipples that I feel are too dark. Azlel fingertips circle each nipple and then slip down my stomach. Compared to Azlel and their chocolate bar body I am a soft marshmallow. I have a soft gut and wobbly thighs that will be easily squashed by their solid form.

    “How do you feel?” Azlel murmurs.

    “Mmm.” I stretch and arch my back s I can meet their touch just a little more. “I’m ok right now.”

    Azlel bends over and runs their tongue from my neck and down my core. I shudder slightly as the sharp tip swirls around my nipples before going down my belly. Azlel’s eyes flick up to me and I nod.

Azlel tugs down my underwear, seeing the bed of scales on my mound. They smirk and kiss the pudge of my belly and thighs. “What would you like?” Azlel asks.

“Uhm-” my mind is a bit blank for the moment. 

Azlel sits up to look at me. “Will it hurt anymore if I touch?”

I cover my face with my hands. “It’s uhm...one thing.”

“Go on, tell me everything.” Azlel’s fingers slide down the side of my neck. “I want to take care of you as well as please.”

I peek between my fingers. “I didn’t want to scare you off but...penetration doesn’t work.” I shut my eyes and fingers again.

“Good thing your clit is on the outside,” Azlel purrs.

I squeak and look back at them. “You don’t mind?”

Azlel leans over to kiss me and they stroke their palm down my body. “I’ve got wiles, remember?” They moan. 

Their fingers rub to my vulva. My clit is already pretty big and starting to stick out, so their fingers brush against it easily. 

“Oh hello,” Azlel giggles. “I wasn’t expecting you to already be making an appearance.”

I frown and turn my head away. “It’s embarrassing.”

“Fuck that, it’s awesome.” Azlel smiles at me and kisses my cheek. Their fingertip swirls around it and I whimper. “Is that good or bad?”

I wriggle free of Azlel’s grasp and kiss them pushing them down onto the bed. I move on them and straddle their thigh so my heat rubs directly to their skin.

Azlel giggles. “You’re so small. What are you going to do to me?” They rest their hands on my hips as I press my naked body to theirs.

“I dunno,” I grump. I rub myself against their thigh a bit more, smearing myself along their skin. 

Azlel’s grin darkens and they sit up. “You still haven’t told me what you want.”

“What do you want?” I ask as I tease my fingers down their middle.

“I want to make you cum, one way or another,” they purr into my ear. “But you have to be the one to tell me how I can.”

I swallow and fidget as a spike of pain shoots through my pelvis again. I pinch my thighs around Azlel’s and look up at them.

Azlel grumbles something under their breath and as we lay back down on the bed. “Now look here,” they growl. “You have to talk to me. I know you want this but I need you to communicate to me better how I can make this good for you. I’ll be happy with anything. As long as you scream my name several times.”

“Sorry,” I murmur and roll over against their side. “I’m just not used to someone being this concerned with me.”

“Well start getting used to it now.” Azlel kisses me hungrily. “And tell me what you want.”

I bite my lip and take their hand. I place their palm around my throat and look into their eyes. “Just a little,” I whisper. “And uhm...that tongue of yours?”

Azlel grins. “I had a feeling you liked it.”

    “I'm a tad sensitive,” I admit. “So uhm...around the clit not direct.”

    “You got it.” Azlel kisses me and their fingers tighter around my neck. I feel a surge that isn’t pain course through my body. I suck on Azlel’s tongue before they pull away. Keeping their hand on my neck they move down between my thighs. It was a boon how much bigger they were than me in this situation.

    Azlel’s tongue danced across the skin of my thighs and dipped between. They moaned as they licked up my wetness and I could feel the shuddering of their breath against me. Their tongue swirled around my clit, pressing just the right amount for the pleasure to melt through the pain.

    Their fingers wrapped around my neck and their palm put just the right amount of pressure to my throat. I bite my lip and closed my eyes tight as I focused on the warm sensation of Azlel between my thighs. 

    “You ok up there? Do you need anything?” Azlel asked. “Are you hurting any?”

    I groan out loud, wishing they hadn’t stopped. “It’s fine.” I arch my back a bit. “Keep going. Like that.”

    Their fingers flex on my throat as they kiss along my mound. They kiss my clit and in another moment their tongue is on it again. I gasp for a breath, but I cannot catch one deep enough. The arches of my feet ache and my toes begin to curl. I grab hold of Azlel’s wrist to have something sold to hold on to. I’m struck by lightning, both horribly painful but revitalizing at the same time. The mixture courses through me, making my teeth ache and my eyes roll into the back of my head. I claw down Azlel’s arm and I hear them laughing.

    They kiss up my belly and neck, biting my ear and dragging their teeth down to my shoulder. They push me further into the bed, overwhelming my senses with biting and kneading their sharp fingers into my flesh.

    “Look at me,” Azlel whispers.

    I gaze into their eyes and smile dopely. “Oh wow.”

    “You ok?” They ask and kiss me. “What do you need?”

    I wrap my arms around them and kiss them hungrily. “I’m fine. What do you need?”

    Azlel lays back and pulls me into their arms. They cup their hand around the back of my head and guide my hand between their thighs. Azlel is soaking wet and she open and ready. Their fingers guide mine to rub their clit.

    “Bite me,” they snarl.

    I rub to their chest and open my mouth. I gently nibble at their neck, but they grunt in frustration.

    “Harder!” They moan.

    I glance up at their lusty expression. Their eyes are lidded and their tongue is hanging from their mouth. The color of their skin is darker and Azlel’s eyes are all sparkly and bright. My fingers rub to their clit, making fast circles around it. Unlike me, Azlel wants to be touched directly and harder. They’re not as sensitive as I am.

    I lick their neck and listen to their frustrated snarls and grunts. I then bit down and used my free hand to drag my sharp nails down their side. Azlel suddenly bucked violently, almost throwing me off if they weren’t gripping onto my waist so tight. They cried out and nearly screamed. They thrashed on the bed and my entire hand became soaked. I bit again and Azlel writhed under me. They snarled and cussed, falling back onto the bed limp as a noodle.

    Azlel giggles and lets my hair kiss all over their face. “Oh fuck-” they roll their hips again as my fingers slip away. “Oh fuck.”

    I lick my fingertips, tasting Azlel before I kissed them. “You ok?” I ask.

    “Delirious,” they moan. “But so happy.” They smile up at me. “Do you hurt at all?” They cup my cheek in their hand. “Do you need anything from me?”

    I snuggle down to their side and rest my cheek on their breast. “Just stay here as long as possible.”

    “I don’t think I could move at the moment if I wanted to.” Their hand glides up and down my back. “Ok, one more quick question before we succumb to the bliss.”

    “Hmm?”

    “You do know we had sex right. As a couple. You do know that right?” Azlel teases. 

    I grumble and slap at their stomach. “How dare you? That’s so mean!”

Azlel pulls the blanket over us. “I had to be sure! You can’t blame me.” They kiss me as they tuck in the blanket around me. “Get some sleep.”

“You too.” I murmur. “And Azlel?”

“Hmm?” 

“Thank you for tonight.”

“It was my pleasure,” Azlel kisses my forehead. “It always will be.”