CHAPTER 12
U zoth stared down from the rooftop.
Cas’s wings flapped as he flew down the side alley. Graal the orc prowled after him.
Uzoth had seen Cas, Grady’s pixie brother, in and out of the bakery over the years. And Graal was a regular customer of the Magic Bakery. According to Grady, the two had recently been spending time together.
Uzoth had also seen the two of them together several times outside the bakery back door before they headed off to a side alley. But this was the first time he had a view from directly above the side alley so could see the reason they’d come down this way. Although, Uzoth had guessed.
When Graal reached Cas, he pressed him against the wall beside a pile of crates. He lowered his head and kissed Cas. Arching his body, Cas clutched at Graal’s shoulders.
This was not a new occurrence for Uzoth. Over the years, as he’d sat on top of buildings, watching and protecting, different beings would fuck in the lanes, alleys, and streets beneath him. He’d never sought it out. But often others didn’t look up.
And even if they did see him as they passed, they didn’t seem to care if a gargoyle watched them. After all, too many gargoyles were just like statues, still, silent, and unseeing. As such, he’d never bothered to move. After all, if they did not mind fucking beneath the gaze of a gargoyle, he saw no reason to mind. It was not like he cared.
Uzoth himself had not fucked in an age. Not since he’d lost his fellow gargoyles. And over the years, he’d gotten used to the lack of touch. Just as he’d gotten used to so many other things. Now the desire to unite his body with another’s was nothing but a distant memory.
Cas dropped to his knee. He pulled Graal’s cock free. Graal growled as Cas licked the head. Graal stroked Cas’s hair, and Cas took the length into his mouth.
Did Grady ever perform such actions?
Heat pooled in Uzoth’s lower abdomen.
Uzoth tensed in shock.
Even though he’d seen many fuck, he’d not felt a sliver of arousal at the sight. But the thought that Grady might partake in such activities brought the blood pumping to his dick.
After several moments, Graal gripped Cas’s arm and hauled him to his feet. He turned Cas so he faced the wall. Then he yanked Cas’s trousers down to his knees. Cas gasped.
For the first time in an age, Uzoth’s cock grew hard. Uzoth had never known the touch of anyone who was not a gargoyle. What would it be like to take a non-gargoyle lover? What would it be like with a human? What would it be like to be Grady’s lover?
His dick reached full hardness.
Graal moved in behind Cas.
“Fuck!” Cas cried out as Graal pressed his hips forward, burying his cock inside Cas. “Yes! Oh. Please! Yes.”
Uzoth imagined burying his cock deep inside Grady’s warm body. What sort of sounds would the human make? Would Uzoth need to be gentle taking a human lover? After all, they were so fragile.
But then again, he’d thought pixies were fragile. And as he watched Graal clamp his hand over Cas’s mouth and piston his hips to roughly fuck Cas, he wondered if maybe he would not need to be as gentle with Grady as he imagined.
Uzoth’s cock tented his loincloth. Uzoth reached down and pressed his hand against his rigid length. A shiver of pleasure spread through his body at the contact.
Muffled cries of pleasure escaped Graal’s hand. Using the wall for purchase, Cas shoved back to meet Graal’s hard thrusts. Pixie dust sparkled in the winter air as Graal continued to fuck Cas with powerful thrusts.
Finally, Cas shuddered as he came, his cry lost in the skin of Graal’s hand. Graal’s hips stuttered. He growled, burying himself inside Cas.
After a moment, they separated, cleaned themselves, and righted their clothing. Cas pressed a kiss to Graal’s cheek. Graal smiled as they walked back the way they’d come, not glancing up at the gargoyle above.
But Uzoth remained on the rooftop, the palm of his hand pressed against his aching dick. Slowly, he reached beneath his loincloth and drew himself out. He wrapped his hand around his throbbing cock. He stroked.
He groaned. Up and down he moved his hand, teasing the bumps along the sides of his dick. Images of Grady filled his mind. He imagined undressing Grady and looking over all that smooth skin. He imagined Grady and himself before the fireplace, Grady on his knees, pleasuring Uzoth’s dick with his tongue and mouth.
Uzoth’s hand moved faster.
Would Grady wish to kiss him?
That had not been something Uzoth had done with the other gargoyles. It had always been rough fucking. But he’d seen it over the years. He’d just seen Cas and Graal kiss. Kissing seemed to be enjoyed by many races. Honestly, he’d always thought the practice strange.
But now he thought of kissing Grady. A groan escaped him.
He imagined Grady straddling his lap, guiding Uzoth’s hard cock to his hole. He thought of Grady’s tight heat as he buried his cock inside Grady. Then, their bodies locked together, Grady would lean in and kiss Uzoth with his soft human lips.
Uzoth pumped his cock harder.
Next, with his body wrapped around Uzoth’s cock, Grady would rise, letting Uzoth’s cock slide from his body before lowering himself. He’d do that over and over again. And all the while, they’d continue to kiss in front of the blazing fire.
Uzoth growled as his pleasure reached a crescendo. His balls throbbed, and his cock jerked. His cum shot through the air in an arch before landing on the snow in the alley below. For several seconds, Uzoth remained completely still. Finally, he tucked his dick away into his loincloth.
The arousal had come on as such a shock. So had the desire to kiss Grady.
He stared ahead unseeing. Gargoyles had not been made to mate, find a partner, or love. They’d been a clan. Fucking had strengthened their bond. That was it.
But what if he wished for something different now? What if he wished for Grady as a lover? A partner?
Warmth swirled in his chest at the thought. His heart beat faster as he thought of their moments by the fire, the talks and gentle companionship, the friendship.
But what if he could be more than friends with Grady? His lungs constricted as he thought of the soft touches of Grady’s hand on Uzoth’s skin. Would Grady be interested in him as a lover?
He could not imagine Grady wanting that with him. After all, why would he want a gargoyle as a partner? Grady was so alive and vibrant. So beautiful. What could Uzoth truly offer such a man?
Uzoth was more than content with his friendship with Grady. The friendship was more than he’d ever hoped or dreamed for. He cherished his time with Grady with every inch of his being.
Still, as he sat and stared ahead, he fantasised about Grady being his lover and partner. He imagined Grady holding his hand, hugging him, and kissing him.