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Moonlit, Episode 1: Brave

”That sounds about right… listen, Elisa…” Dominique pushed away from the counter and went closer to the other woman, a little hesitant to do so because she wasn’t sure about her ability to control herself if she got closer to Elisa again. Her scent, the temptation to touch her, what looking into her eyes seemed to do to her, the vivid memory that she couldn’t shake of what it had felt like to kiss her… it was an intensely tempting combination, but she moved towards her anyway. ”I want to… to thank you again. What you did for me yesterday… I won’t forget it, I promise.” She told her softly.
Elisa smiled a little, their eyes locked together. ”I’m… I’m just glad I was there…” She answered back, just as softly.
”You… can be there for me again, this afternoon, once your duties are complete… Come to my home? Spend the day with me? We can… have the… You mentioned a date?” She asked, running her hand through Elisa’s hair a little and swallowing her desire to kiss her again. She felt shaky inside, doing this, saying these things, but she wanted to spend more time with her, wanted to… wanted to bed this woman, very much. Like she had no one else, not since… since Goliath.
”Yes.” The word leapt from Elisa’s mouth unbidden. ”I, yes, I’d like that… very much.” Elisa admitted, moving just a little closer to Dominique, resting her hands on the other woman’s hips. Dominique smiled and it sent a shiver of pleasure through her. The effect that smile of hers had on her… the smile faded though, and soon Dominique was kissing her again, and she couldn’t help but respond to it, melt into it, yearn for the contact, even though her mind told her it was too much too soon.
For Dominique, it was like this… this sweet gravitational pull, and she couldn’t get enough of it. She couldn’t fathom the twists and turns in her emotional state that made this so for her, she couldn’t make sense of the whys, but it just felt so… so right to her, like breathing.
When the kiss broke, Elisa struggled for words with the way Dominique was looking into her eyes so intently and touching her cheek and hair so… so like a lover who, a lover who… completely adored… and desired her… ”Did… are you still hungry? You… had enough to eat? For breakfast?” She asked a little helplessly.
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Welcome to LesFan! Thanks SO much for posting our very first ever Gargoyles Fic! I love your use of graphics! Please do keep posting – and invite your friends to join us, too!
Jacky
Emm,this story is new to me: not sure what a gargoyle is. Is it like a big bat?Anyway, it’s interesting.thanks for the great updating!And maybe this is inappropriate,but I wanna ask Jacky:how is our friend Phacey?I haven’t heard from her for a long time.I hope everything’s ok for her.Please send her my best wishes!thanks!
@jajiay_LJ
Here’s a picture of Dominique/Demona as a gargoyle. In the story, she can change back and forth between being a human and being a gargoyle becasue of a magic spell cast on her by Titania, the queen of Avalon.
@Jacky
you’re welcome, and also thanks ^_^
Intriguing start. Wonderful flow and imagery. Thank you for sharing!
thanks to you too, your comment made me smile ^_^
Never saw the show but in view of your Notes, giving this try. Nice writing and interesting storyline.
Thanks ^_^ (I’m happy you’re liking my story so far)