Lone Clone

By Princess Alexandria

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Prompt: Bad Girl – section 36

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“If they hadn’t kidnapped my clan leader,” I muttered a bit faster to her question. “They’d already stolen the other clones, and then they just snatched her. I had to do something.” I felt awkward defending myself, almost like I was saying, but he hit me first. My voice softened. “I had been living out of dumpsters and hiding for the day outside the city. I was lucky to find a restaurant dumpster the human’s hadn’t already raided during the day. She took me in and never asked for anything. She is teaching me to glide like her. She glides like an angel and she’s teaching me.” I was talking faster into the phone, talking closer to it too as I held it tight. “And she cooks for me too. And she bought me a computer to work on my research. I have a safe place in the day on her balcony and I don’t have to be worried a human will smash me as I sleep.” I sighed as I fought the urge to go on and on about this. “They took her, and I need her. I had to get her back.”

“I was just saying that you ended up in the middle of a lot of trouble Lilith.” Fox spoke more softly and I found my back relaxing a little. “But you don’t need her. You have other options.”

I’d heard the strain on the word need. “I like it here.” I spoke softer. “She really is good to me, and maybe.” My words trailed off. I took a deep breath. “I think she’s flirted with me.” I was pretty hopeful I wasn’t misinterpreting that. “Even Goliath said a clan would be willing to give up their lesbian sisters if they thought there was a chance.”

“She’s been married before Lilith, to a male.” Fox’s voice grew softer, gentler. “And if she is flirting with you it could just be a way to keep you there. She latched onto Thailog rather quickly too you know.” I grimaced at the comparison. I didn’t want to think about that.

“And I was meant to be her replacement with him. She has no reason to like me, he made me behind her back.” I sighed, not liking the feelings Fox’s words filled me with. I really wanted Demona to be interested in me, and I didn’t like hearing that Fox thought it was all a trick to keep me around. “And why would she want me around? I’m not a warrior, and other than the one trick I pulled getting her out of that place, I can’t really DO anything. My science training is incomplete, I might be dying, what use would I be?”

“You are always thinking about that aren’t you?” Fox asked, her words slow.

“Did you know that the night I woke up, the night I became conscious, was the same night I was told I was going to be a sex slave? And when I refused, when I told him I preferred females, it was that night the first attempt on my life happened?” My voice was a bit funny as my vocal chords got tight. “It wasn’t long after that I woke up to see Quarrymen had smashed all the statues I’d been hiding near during the day, but had miraculously missed me.” I took a deep breath. “After that I found that I was always near starving, because I couldn’t find food. I’ve always been near death Fox. I got used to that, but this, I can’t get used to this. My body could have a time bomb in it, and the more I think about what I was programmed with and what I learn about the doctor that created me, the more I believe that he would have done that.” I sighed. “I live with an immortal, and I pray every day to see my first birthday. That’s hard.”

“Oh Lilith.” Fox let out a breath of air. “I’ll help you and if there is a problem we’ll find a way around it. You’ll see that birthday baby.” There was a pause. “I just worry about more than just your health.” It felt good to know she worried about me at all. “I understand the lure of a powerful man, or in your case female, but sometimes that can come back to bite you in the butt. You don’t have the life experience necessary to deal with that if she does to you what she’s done to the other people in her life.”

“She won’t.” I protested quietly and wrapped my wings around my body tight as I tried to keep that idea out of my head.

“David is a dangerous and powerful man, and that was what attracted me to him Lilith, but I’m a rather dangerous woman. It took a bad girl to meet him halfway, and that was what I was, so there was no problems. You aren’t a bad girl, you’re rather innocent and sweet, in spite of your infiltration of the clan. You’re regret shows that, and Demona is just as dangerous as my David, moreso in some ways. Even if she didn’t want to hurt you, I’m not sure she could avoid it. You have too much of Angela’s innocence to make this work. You clearly did inherit something from your other donor to remind me so much of your sister. She used to be desperate to believe the best in Demona too, but she was burned too many times. I don’t want you burned baby.”

My jaw clenched as my happiness at her concern changed to a bit of resentment at the comparison to other people. “I was designed to be dangerous Fox. Why would Thailog want a mate that wasn’t? I chose not to be, but I was designed for betrayal. Demona has to realize I was also designed to betray her specifically. The programming went wrong, because I AM my own person too. Just because I haven’t been alive long doesn’t mean I’m too innocent.”

“But you aren’t a bad girl.” Fox insisted, and I couldn’t deny that. It had never bothered me before, but it bothered me now. “You aren’t like me, you’re more like Goliath in this way. You rushed to protect her and your loyalty might get you just as burned as it did him.”

“I’m nothing like that male!” My voice rose a little.

“I’m not so sure about that.” Fox sighed. “But regardless, I want you to know that I will work on a cure if one is needed, and I want you to come to me if you ever feel unsafe in your safe place.”

“I’m not like him. He bulldozes ahead without thinking about what he’s doing, and I’m not like that.” I protested with some tears in my eyes. “I think.” I wanted my mama at least to see me as an individual. It was bad enough she thought I wasn’t strong enough for the only female I was interested in, she compared me to my least favorite donor.

“I know you do, and you let your thoughts torture you.” Fox spoke softly, slowly. “Baby, are you crying?”

“No, course not.” I muttered, but I cringed at my voice cracking. I sure wasn’t much of a bad girl if I burst into tears like this. I had never thought of being with Demona in this way and I didn’t like it. I wasn’t strong enough for her. “I’ve got to go.” I spoke quickly and hung up. I stared at the phone and then turned to walk to the door. I wiped at the tears on my face as I used the other hand to open the back door and I stepped outside.

I didn’t need Demona to see me crying and asking why.

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Prompt: Pine – section 37

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Demona’s hair was wet and was combed back from her face. I found myself staring for a moment, before I focused back on my computer. “You know, my tub is large enough for even your wingspan. I find the feel of warm water running over my wings nice, maybe you’d like to try it even though you don’t need it.”

My mind traveled to my one memory of her standing in the large pool of water, with water beading on her skin, and I blushed. I looked away as a moment later my heart ached. Did Demona think I wasn’t strong enough for her too? “No thanks.” I muttered and tried to focus on my web search.

“You know, Lilith, sometimes we do things just to make ourselves feel good. You could use a little of that.” Demona spoke softly and I felt trapped. Her hands moved to rest on my shoulders gently and I ached too much for that touch, but it was torture too.

“Maybe some people have all the time in the world to relax, but I don’t have that.” My voice was bitter, and I didn’t bother turning to look at her. It hurt to be near her, and I just needed her to leave me alone today. Maybe tomorrow it would be a little better, but today I just wanted to be alone.

She was such an amazing female, and I wanted her more than ever. If she wanted me wouldn’t she have done something more by now? Fox was right, Demona had gone after Thailog rather quickly and I wasn’t getting anywhere. It was probably all in my head. I wanted to see it, so I made it up and misinterpreted normal clan leader concern into something special.

“What do you mean?” Her hands came off of me and her voice wasn’t nearly as soft. I couldn’t look at her and do this. I stared at the computer screen.

“You have forever to do whatever you want. I don’t. I have to work, and rescuing you took a lot of my time. I need to get back to this.” I muttered and could hear her wings cut through the air as she pushed them out. I could see that in the reflection in my monitor.

I wanted to remind her that I’d been strong enough to rescue her. I wanted her to see how hard I worked. I wanted to be respected, an equal, I just knew I never would be. I knew I wasn’t an alpha female, I wasn’t prone to deluding myself about that. The silence after my words told me I’d made a mistake. I could feel her anger in the air.

“I see.” Demona’s voice was frosty. “I don’t mean to be a bother to you.” She was mad. I cringed at the coldness in her voice.

A strong person would still work, wouldn’t turn to face Demona, eager for forgiveness. I clenched my fists and tried to be stronger. I may hate Thailog, but I couldn’t deny he was very strong. She’d wanted that before, and he would have ignored this. He would have stayed focused on his own concerns.

I hope he’s dead, I thought bitterly. The silence was tense, and then there was a swoosh of air as Demona left me alone. I slumped forward on my desk and let out a shaky breath.

The night seemed to last forever, even though it had almost been dawn when I’d called Fox. I was grateful when it was time to go out onto the balcony, but the way Demona turned away from me as I walked through her bedroom upset my stomach.

I stared back into her room from my spot on the balcony and could see she was still ignoring me. I turned to face the sun and moved my legs further apart. I lifted my hands and growled at the rising sun, striking as fierce a pose as I could, knowing she’d see it.

I felt like a pretender as the stone sleep hit me, felt like a pure imposter, as I pretended to be protecting this place in my stone sleep, knowing I was too weak to follow up the threat of my pose.

The next evening after I woke up and was aware enough to pay attention I tried to roar better than I naturally do. It turned out to be a wasted effort, because when I turned to enter the house, she wasn’t in her room.

I felt nervous at this, because it reminded me of when she went missing. It was all I could do to not yell out her name. I did look in every door on my way down the hall and toward the kitchen. The smell of dinner made me relax and I sighed with relief, knowing she had to be here if it was cooking.

I slipped into the kitchen, my eyes moving quickly to try and find her. When I did I wished I could just back right out the door again. She was sitting at the kitchen table staring at me so intensely. The dinner I’d smelled was on the table, but the look on her face made me wonder if I was welcome in the room at all.

“Eat up, after dinner you’re going to prove yourself in the air.” Demona stared at me and I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach that had me losing my appetite.

“I’m not,” I started to protest, but my words trailed off. I took a deep breath and forced myself to continue. “I’m not a warrior.”

“And I’m not challenging you, not in that way.” Demona’s eyes softened a bit and I started to relax. “You can’t challenge me for clan leader. You’d never win that battle Lilith. I’m just training you.”

I was feeling two inches tall. My shoulders slumped as I stared down at the dinner she’d made me. I didn’t understand what I was doing, or why I’d ignored her so much last night, except that it hurt. But this hurt too, so I lashed my tail behind me and caped my wings tight to my body. I was considered a non-threat. She knew I wasn’t ever going to be an equal.

I sat down at the table and slowly ate, without saying much of anything. I did notice her concerned look briefly. I watched her and the way she even ate gracefully. Her talon’s controlled the human tools for eating easily, and her red lips closed over the end of it slowly and so perfectly. I blinked and stared down at my plate as my blush grew, the image of her licking her lips just a little burned into my mind.

I could pine after her for the rest of my life, but this wasn’t getting me anywhere. I took a deep breath and sat up a little straighter. I needed to be strong, stronger. I had to be, because I wanted her. Goliath could spend his time with the humans, I wanted a gargoyle. I wanted this gargoyle.

God I wanted her, I thought as I gripped the fork so hard I found it bent, it did more than bend, it crumpled. She reached over and opened my hand slowly, gently. The lump of metal that had been a fork fell to the table, but I could barely breathe as she caressed my hand. “I know something is bothering you.” Demona’s touch was making my hand shake, embarrassingly. I felt my heart beating faster and my jaw dropped open just a bit.

It took a lot of work to not whimper as her talon’s traced my wrist, before Demona let go of my hand. “You can talk to me.”

Can I? I thought to myself. Could I really? I wanted to know if she had any interest in me, I wanted to know if she thought I was strong enough for her. I watched her bring me another fork, and I wondered at her constantly playing host to me. Was it because she wanted me here? Did she want more, or was she just playing to my attraction to keep from being alone. I know what Fox would say, but was mama right?

“Talk to me Lilith.” Demona spoke again and I looked at her, surprised that I thought she seemed a bit desperate.

“I just,” I muttered and then went quiet. Demona’s hand moved to rest over mine, the new fork to the side of both our hands. “Am I the only one?” I asked, and almost grimaced at the whine in my voice.

“Are you the only what?” Demona spoke and I risked looking up into her face. I felt like backing out, but I couldn’t now.

“Goliath told me that your clan used to think you were gay, like me, but then, well,” I felt like I was rambling and I blushed at the less than smoothly asked question as I watched her. “You mated with him.” Those last words hurt, still it hurt more to think she’d also mated with Thailog. I pushed those thoughts as far as I could while I watched her expression.

Demona tilted her head just a little to the left and looked past my shoulder to the wall. I had the impression she could actually see the past playing out in front of her face from the far off expression in her eyes. When her mouth opened to speak I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear what she had to say. “I know there was talk about me, but I’m surprised he shared that. He must have been really reaching out to you Lilith.”

I didn’t bother responding and she wasn’t quite looking at me. I watched her look down just a bit, not looking at the floor, but at some point off in the distance in her mind. I didn’t get the impression she was seeing me, but she hadn’t forgotten I was here. “I was a late bloomer, but I did develop an attraction to males, or at least one.” I gritted my teeth and turned my head away just a bit. Her voice was softer. “I was attracted to females from the start, but I was the only one of our clan, so I cultivated my attraction to males. I knew what my life was likely to be, but it ended up that way anyhow. I spent the vast majority of my life alone, just as if I’d never mated. Worse even.”

I looked up slowly and found her staring at me. “I haven’t thought about females in that way for hundreds of years, but then you’re the first female I’ve found that feels this way.” Demona’s expression was tender and my heart was caught between stalling and pounding because that look was aimed at me. “He made you to replace me, and it is a strange karma that made you what you are.”

I swallowed hard and her hand moved to cover my own on the table.

“So no, Lilith. You aren’t the only one. I won’t promise that we aren’t the only ones, but there is me.” Demona’s hand was warm and I stared at it, feeling stunned and hopeful. Maybe my not being alpha wouldn’t be enough to ruin this, if I was all there was, maybe I could make this work. It sure sounded like I wasn’t going to have to pine after her for the rest of my life.

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Prompt: Vertigo – section 38

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I didn’t know what to say in response to the hope she’d given me, and as the silence stretched on I felt more and more idiotic that I couldn’t find something clever to say. “I’m glad.” I spoke quietly, finally. The words making me blush.

“What, that you aren’t the only female interested in females?” Demona leaned back in her chair, smirking just a little.

“Well, that’s nice too.” I admitted, but I was more glad that it had been her that was like me. It would have been a nightmare if it had been Angela, and while humans had millions of lesbians, I was also glad I wasn’t going to have to try and meet one of them. Humans tend to run from me.

And Demona was beautiful, smart, powerful, yes, I was glad. I had a chance.

“Well, what else are you ‘glad’ about?” Demona asked, and I looked over at her to see I had her full attention.

I wasn’t sure if it was too soon, but I blushed and looked down at the partly eaten dinner she’d made me. “I’m glad that it’s you.” I risked looking up, through my shaggy white hair, at her. “I mean, I know I’ve only met two other females, but,” I felt horribly nervous. “I like you.” She smiled slowly, happily, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe, like I was dizzy with vertigo. She really was beautiful. It took a lot of effort to not just stare at her.

“I like you too Lilith.” Demona spoke softly, but then she sat back in her chair. I didn’t speak, because I had no clue what to say, and she wasn’t speaking either. “Finish your dinner, we still have training.” She spoke and I felt a bit disoriented by the way she was able to just switch topics like this. I couldn’t get my mind past the fact she was partly lesbian. I was also starting to wonder if it was the larger part. It would be better for me if it were. “I said eat Lilith. I don’t want you to backslide. You finally don’t look like you’re starving.” I jerked my eyes to her, self conscious and embarrassed, but she was smiling gently at me. I nodded and worked the fork carefully into the food on my plate.

An hour later I found myself humbled, humbled hard, as I tried to catch her. She’d decided I needed to know how to chase people in the air so I could avoid people better by knowing what they might try. The idea was that if I knew how to chase I’d know how to avoid. The reality was that I felt like I was just learning to glide as she darted up and down, she even did a corkscrew around me that had me trying to fly upside down so she couldn’t hit me in the back, and I ended up corkscrewing with her clumsily. She moved around me so effortlessly, but a bout of vertigo had me angling down at one point when I wanted to go up. I was left to just gape at her as she appeared to be just fine. No one could catch her. It must have taken the entire clan to do it the last time, because no one was a better glider than her.

“I think that’s enough.” She spoke and I let out a relieved breath. I was sweaty, tired, and sore. She looked as fresh as she did when we started. I was impressed and a bit disgusted.

I landed on her balcony with a thump and watched the amused look on her face as she landed gracefully. “Want a bath now?” Demona teased. “It’s good for sore muscles.”

“Did you do this just to make me bathe?” I stared at her with wide eyes, thinking of the hours I’d been in the air.

“No, you did need training. I pushed you because you have to build up your endurance.” Demona spoke, but there was something in her eyes that said making me dirty and sweaty was a secondary goal. “Why don’t you go grab something to drink and I’ll start the water for you.”

I guess I was taking a bath, I thought with some discomfort. I didn’t need to bath if I waited for sunrise, but I just nodded. She smiled a little triumphantly and turned toward her bathroom.

Demona was a tricky one, I thought as I moved slowly, walking downstairs for a drink. I felt like I could consume the entire pitcher of juice, if I wasn’t too tired to lift it too my mouth.

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Prompt – Glory: section 39

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The room smelled like lilacs, and the smell was soothing. I took a hesitant step into the bathroom to see Demona turning the waterfall of water into the tub off. It sure filled fast, I noticed for the first time. I’d never seen it filling with water before.

Demona grinned at me, and even though I was reluctant to do this, I felt a bit better about agreeing. It seemed to make her happy. “If it’s too hot you can add some cold water.” Demona spoke and I slowly nodded as I stared at the large tub. My arms were crossed in front of me and I caped my wings tight to my body as I stared at the still swirling water.

I knew she was naked when she was in the water, so that was probably what I should be doing. I looked around the room, taking in the bottles on the counter again. As I thought about it, I realized that I’d never fully taken my clothes off before. Why would I need to? I had put them on right after becoming conscious, becoming alive, and they’d stayed there, unless something truly disgusting spilled on my clothes early in the night. That used to happen when I ate from dumpsters, but not anymore.

Normal gargoyles, ones that did turn to stone, didn’t need to clean their clothes either. Really, unless we had sex, we didn’t need to be naked. Up until now Angela was the only one of us near being able to have sex, well unless I added Broadway to the thought, but that was disturbing. I didn’t want to think about Broadway in all his glory. Thinking about Angela like that wasn’t as disturbing, but not interesting.

Demona had been naked in that same tub not that long ago. That thought was interesting and had me blushing. I sighed and nibbled on my lip, wondering if I was supposed to undress with her here. She wasn’t leaving.

“Oh for goodness sake. None of my clan sisters were as shy either.” Demona grumbled and I looked over to see her staring at me. “I’ll just step out so you can get out of your clothes. When you get into the tub be careful, the floor of it is fragile and I don’t want your talons to scratch it. And if you aren’t careful you can slip and you can’t grip with your talons, or you’ll crack it.” She started to move to the door. I wondered if she’d found that out the hard way, if she’d destroyed a tub before.

“Thank you.” I spoke softly.

“I know you aren’t sure about this, but this is one thing I really don’t regret learning.” Demona spoke more softly in reply. “You’ll like this Lilith. It’s why I let the human workers into my home to remodel this bathroom, and put up with their speculative looks at it being so large. It really feels good.”

I was a bit surprised she’d allowed humans in this place at one time. I was at a loss for a reply, but she was closing the bathroom door.

After a moment I pushed my wings back with a sigh and stared at the water as I started to remove my clothes. The movement in the mirror caught my attention and I watched as the fog edged glass revealed more of me than I’d seen before, as I finished lowering my outfit off my legs. I stood and took a slow step toward it. The reflection caught me from my knee spurs to the top of my head.

I stared at myself a moment, wondering if she’d think I was beautiful. I knew that Thailog had done what he could to ensure I would be, but would a female like what she sees in me? I stared at my body in all its glory for a moment, before sighing quietly and moving to turn to the tub again. I was okay, healthier than I had been.

Get in without falling or hurting the tub. I took a step closer and carefully put my leg over the edge of the tub. The warmth was a surprise and I stopped for a moment with my leg partly submerged. I moved more slowly, carefully and set my foot down, and then my other. As I moved to slowly sit in the warm water, I found bits and pieces of me more surprised than others to be so very warm. It felt nice. The soap on the water, the bubbles smelled so good.

I managed to get in without destroying her tub. I smiled, and shifted a little and that’s when I felt it. The feel of water on my wings had my eyes widening in shock. It seemed to caress ever inch of the submerged part of my wings. With this tub it did come up to my shoulders. I lowered my wings and moved them just a little. The swirl of water moved over them and I felt shivers, it felt so nice.

Demona should have told me sooner, I thought as I slowly moved my wings, which were still sore from our workout, back and then forward. This was heaven. I groaned happily and moved to put my arms over the edge of the tub so that I could have more room for my wings. I ducked down a bit and ignored other parts of my body, as I focused on the feeling of a water caress over every inch of my wings.

I closed my eyes and relaxed, shifting just enough to keep the caressing waves moving. The sound of the bubbles popping between me and the tub came with a slippery sensation and the smell was quickly becoming my favorite. Demona often smelled of this. I inhaled deeply and found the all over body relaxation changing to a bit of tension down lower.

The soft squeak and a small breeze of cool air alerted me that something had changed. I lazily opened my eyes to look forward, since I was facing the door. Demona smiled so smugly at me as she leaned on the doorway and crossed her arms. “See, I told you it was nice.” She teased with a sexy voice and I felt a flush come to my face as I studied the lean of her body, which seemed so seductive.

“It is.” I agreed with a small movement of my wings to get the water caress going again. I was naked in the tub, but I was so relaxed that it only briefly crossed my mind as she stepped into the bathroom. “This feels glorious.” I moaned just a little as I said that, and her footsteps faltered for just a moment, before she continued to walk to the side of the tub. I did move my wings to cover my butt in the water in case the bubbles didn’t.

She moved her talon closer and moved a stray white lock of my hair off my face and tucked it behind my ear. “So now, if I tell you that you need to experience something?”

“I’ll listen.” I grinned a little guiltily. I can’t believe I fought this.

“You sound like you almost fell asleep.” Demona spoke softly and caressed my hair. I blinked at that thought. I don’t sleep often, the stone sleep usually takes care of all my needs. I did feel amazingly relaxed though.

“This feels good.” I spoke and when her talon’s wrapped through my hair it felt even better.

“Good.” Her voice was closer, quieter. I opened my eyes again to see her face near mine. She stared into my eyes a moment and then she got closer. My heart, which had been doing a lazy dance, started to speed up a bit as her lips touched mine. It was soft and slow, but far too soon she pulled back. “Make sure you remember that promise.” Demona smiled softly. “And don’t fall asleep in the water, drowning isn’t relaxing.” Demona moved back and I licked my lips slowly as I stared at her. She kissed me. I started to smile and she ran her hands through my hair one more time. “I’ll come back to warn you about sunrise. You enjoy.” Demona started to walk away and I watched the extra sway of her hips. I was so tired, but she looked amazing.

“Thank you.” I called after her and she turned halfway to smile at me again.

“You have a cute butt Lilith.” Her grin was mischievous and I blushed as I realized my wings had moved when she kissed me.

The door closed with her on the outside. “She kissed me.” I whispered to myself and smiled. I was on my way to having a mate.

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Prompt – Apothesis: section 40 (one definition: A dressing room connected with a public bath.)

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“Wake up.” Her voice called out and even though I wasn’t asleep, I felt just moments away from it. I opened my eyes and looked up at her. She stood at the open doorway again. “You have maybe five minutes to sunrise.”

I almost stood up immediately, but then I paused. She was still standing there. I took a deep breath, and remembering how she just stood up in front of me, decided to push my embarrassment aside. She spoke before I managed though. “This isn’t a bath house, and there isn’t an apothesis here.”

My eyebrows drew together at the unfamiliar word. I concentrated on it, to see if my programming could fill in the blank, but I had nothing.

“Showing my age I guess.” Demona folded her arms in front of herself and I didn’t move to stand as I watched her. “Before every human home had a bathroom, they had public baths. I just meant there is not dressing room here.”

“I see.” I spoke slowly and shook my head in a bit of lingering confusion. I pushed the confusion away and stood up. I felt like looking away, but I watched Demona out of the corner of my eye and felt a bit more confident when I noticed her eyes travelling over me. Her small hint of a smile and hint of a blush had my own blush growing.

“I stole you’re clothes.” She told me and my eyes darted to the place I’d left them. My wings tightened around my body, hiding some things from sight at least, as I stared at the clothes just as I’d left them on the chair.

I turned to stare at her and her amusement and the teasing glint in her eyes turned my embarrassment and hint of confusion into something else. I nibbled on my lower lip and hugged my wings tight to my chest as I took the step out of the tub carefully. My talons clicked on the tile of the bathroom floor. “Looking at you, I think I will take them so you turn to stone naked.” Demona’s eyes travelled over my body again and I felt my tiredness lifting with the promise in her eyes.

“I really don’t like that idea.” I spoke somewhat calmly at the teasing as I dripped water on the floor as I made my way to the chair. I could see her reflected in the mirror even as she was behind me and I felt attractive just because of how she was looking at me. Still, I didn’t feel adventurous too, so I took my clothes in my arms and moved toward the doorway with them, rather than change in front of her. My wings were hiding as much as I could manage, but I knew I was still showing things I didn’t really feel comfortable with just yet.

Maybe soon, but not just yet, part of my mind filled in as I exited the bathroom and used my tail to close the door, with Demona still inside. “Stay!” I ordered quickly and flared my wings out while quickly unfolding my clothes.

I could hear laughing from the bathroom as I practically jumped into my outfit.

I heard the bathroom door open as I was quickly moving into Demona’s bedroom and heading for the balcony I spent my days on. “Lilith, you left puddles on my bathroom floor.” Demona was teasing, I could tell by the near laughing and I wished I had time to tease back, but I just glanced at her as she came into view, before stepping fully outside just in time for the sunrise.

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Prompt: Annoying– section 41

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It had been three days since my first kiss. Demona was smiling at me more, but she pushed me just as hard if not harder in our training. All that had changed so far was that I got a kiss for performing well in the air now after training. I found myself nearly working myself to death for that kiss, but was frustrating. I wanted more, but my schedule of studying couldn’t be interrupted, and my hours of night were unchangeable. I nearly had a mate, and I could kill that doctor that put this fear for my life in my head for making it hard to take the nearly and make it a firm reality.

My schedule was irritating me and making me a bit grumpy, but what was annoying me today was my programming. I sighed as I typed on my computer my latest to do list for Demona, writing down books, research I needed, before I could make any more progress in understanding the files left about creating clones. I tried to fantasize about Demona, but my programming left me confused and lost.

I knew several ways to have sex with a male, and sadly and disgustingly, those hidden programs were fully awakened now. I’d had several short moments of lost time that ruined my fantasies as I tried to grasp what to do with a female. I’d be thinking about kissing her, which I’d done and could visualize well, when I’d want to imagine we’d had the time and I had the courage to do more. That’s when my programming would give me flashes of images that made me want to scrub my brain out.

I knew a lot about what to do with a male, and I knew that Thailog was rather perverted and wanted to do things to me that made me little more than a sex slave. If I tried to imagine being with Demona my mind started to make her male so I could know what to do, but then I wasn’t as interested.

What do females do together? I sighed heavily as I printed out Demona’s to do list and then closed the program I’d been working on. I couldn’t work anymore tonight, I needed those books. I glanced at the clock and I still had time before sunrise.

Fox wouldn’t know, and I hadn’t really talked to her in a while. Demona and I were the only lesbian gargoyles, there wasn’t anyone to ask if I didn’t ask her, and I didn’t want to tell her I was having trouble fantasizing about her. That was too embarrassing to even consider.

My talon’s clicked impatiently on the table as I thought. Human’s had lesbians by the millions. I grimaced as I considered the unfairness of it all. They would have people to ask.

My talon’s stopped moving as my eyes widened in realization. Human’s would have books and websites too. I blinked as I stared at my computer, and I blushed as I looked around and listened hard to make sure Demona was busy somewhere else. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.” I whispered as I grabbed the mouse on the computer and opened up a search engine. I’d considered humans as a last resort, so I knew they were somewhat compatible with us even without wings and tails.

I typed in the word lesbian and the computer stunned me by having over a 100 million results. “Oh my god.” There was information out there. Lots, too much really. I felt even more annoyed at the humans for that, but I started to browse the links on the first page for something appropriate.

I was so nervous that I’d be caught doing this, but I found pictures to help me write over my own programming with what lesbian sex was supposed to be. Some of it still didn’t make any sense, and I found humans looked a bit more attractive than I’d imagined, but now my mind could fill in the blanks and I felt fidgety and aroused thinking of doing these things with Demona.

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Prompt: conquer – section 42

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I dove hard, a steely glint in my eyes as I followed her down toward the ground. She turned sharply, so sharply it seemed impossible, but I gritted my teeth and turned as tightly as I could, still following her. She was getting further away and I felt defeat chasing me, even as I chased her.

I was supposed to catch her, and the reward wasn’t really explicitly said, but the seductive smirk she’d given me made me want that reward very badly.

She pulled up and I yelled out as I abused my own wings to be able to follow. I reached out as her tail waved in front of my face, grabbing at it, but it was just out of reach. I was almost close enough to touch her, and I’d never managed even this much before.

I saw her hips move just a bit to the right and I started to turn before her wings followed suit, it was just a feeling, an instinct, and I found myself ramming into her back as she turned into my new path. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled my wings tighter to my own body to avoid a painful gash in them from her talons, on accident, as we started to fall.

Her skin was warm, and I held on as I spread my wings, her own were partly caught by my arms. I stopped our fall and was still clinging to her. “I caught you.” My voice was stunned, shocked really.

“Yes, and you could let go.” Demona sounded a bit irritated, but I just hugged her body to me tighter as I pulled us up higher into the air. I caught her. I couldn’t let go, or I wouldn’t believe I’d done it.

We’d been training hard for a while, and while I knew I was getting better, this was just amazing. Her body started to struggle just a little and I adjusted my grip to try and hold her better, but I didn’t want to let go. “I caught you.” I repeated, a smile starting to grow on my face as I started to really believe it myself.

“Well, it looks like it’s time to go to the next step with you.” Demona pushed a bit against me, and I reluctantly let her go this time. She fell a few feet and then glided up to match my path. Demona’s expression was making me feel proud, but as it changed my feelings became more apprehensive. “We’ll start adding in the obstacle course. I stayed out in the open here, but in a real battle you should use your environment.” My heart sunk as I saw that I’d just graduated to more involved torture.

“Good work.” Demona spoke softly and she moved to glide so tightly over me that my wings would have hit her if I didn’t roll in the air. She stared down at me as I glided upside down and leaned down to kiss me quickly. “You’re turning down, stay at this level.” Demona spoke softly and kissed me again.

I fell with a groan of need, I ached for her and my concentration was just destroyed. My wings stopped working and I fell about a foot before her arms wrapped around me, pulling me tight to her body. I gasped at the feel of her holding me so tightly, my wings hanging uselessly from my back.

Her mouth closed over my neck and I gasped, my talons gripping her arms tightly. Her fangs sunk into my skin, but didn’t break it. “Oh God!” I arched my hips toward her. “Oh God.” I cried out as she scraped her fangs over my neck. “Demona!” I screamed out as my whole body shook. “Oh God, Master please.” My mouth was open as I gasped; the feelings going through me startled me.

She stopped and I found her staring into my eyes with a stunned expression, which gave me a sinking feeling.

“Master?” Demona spoke as she let me go and I struggled to regain my ability to glide. Oh shit, what did I say? My eyes teared up as I imagined how my programming was screwing with my life now.

I turned my head away from her and started to glide away, but her arm was as strong as steel as she grabbed my arm, forcing me to stay close. “Lilith? Master?” Demona spoke again and I felt like I wanted to be invisible. Everything was going so well, I had never imagined feeling so much, and now it was ruined.

“I’m sorry.” I managed to say through my tight throat, but I still couldn’t look at her. “My programming.” I barely explained.

“He programmed you to call him Master?” Demona’s grip on me tightened a bit too much and I winced. She loosened her hold. “And you call out for him when we,” Her words trailed off and I wanted to just crash into the ground to get out of this conversation.

“I’m sorry.” My heart was breaking as I considered that this was too much, and she’d forget about me now. She’d just chalk it up to a big mistake and give up on considering me for her mate.

“Look at me.” Demona’s voice was demanding and we were still gliding, but I didn’t know or care where. I looked up and her red glowing eyes made me fear that I’d lose my place in her clan as well tonight. “If I hadn’t already killed him, I would hunt him down and kill him now.” She spoke firmly, each word harsh and clear. “I had no idea how far his plans for you had gone, but this is unforgiveable. You are no one’s slave, you shouldn’t call anyone Master. You are a gargoyle and we have no Masters.”

“Landing.” Demona spoke softly and I turned to see her yard right in front of me. I shifted my legs under me, but I was still trying to understand that she was mad, but not at me. Once we’d gained our footing on ground Demona stood in front of me, still holding my arm, but now she had my other arm in her grip as well. “I’m your clan leader, not your Master.” Demona spoke softly, and I knew this. This wasn’t news to me, but she seemed to want to be very clear. She pulled me close and held me. “We’ll conquer this.”

“I’m not his.” I told her, wanting her to see it wasn’t that bad. “I would have slept with him if I was his, it was just an accident.” I found her staring into my eyes again. I wanted her to believe that, even if I didn’t quite feel the ring of truth in it.

“It was a programmed response to desire.” Demona spoke and I blushed. “But it was desire for me, so I know you aren’t his.” Demona caressed my hair, pushing it out of my eyes and I leaned into her cupped hand with my cheek. “Let’s try that again.” Demona leaned in and her mouth on my neck made me gasp.

I fought saying any words at all, afraid of what might come out, but when she scraped her teeth over the tendon in my neck I whimpered. “Please.” I leaned up, as if to make her bite me, but she didn’t break skin even when my body seemed to be trying to make her do it. Her hands let go of my elbows and she started to caress my back. Her hands found their way to the base of my wings and I found my legs too weak to hold me. “Oh Demona.”

“Yes Lilith.” Demona growled into my ear and I clenched deep inside.

“I caught you.” I spoke quietly. She’d promised a really good reward for that. I wanted it, oh God I wanted it.

She growled low and deep right next to my ear and I lashed my tail around as she held me to her. “So you did.” Demona ran her hand between my wings along my back and I froze as my body started to throb.

“Demona?” My voice was high pitched and nervous sounding, and I started to moan as she caressed my back while biting at my neck. I tried to get my feet to back away, this was too intense. I was scared, I didn’t understand why I couldn’t even think, why my body ached so badly. What would I do if I lost control? What would my programming do? She’d be upset if I called her Master again.

“Don’t be afraid.” Demona whispered into my ear. “Remember, you told me you’d listen if I said you needed to experience something. You’ll like this.” She was lowering me to the ground and the cool blades of grass caressed my legs as I found myself spreading them to give her a place to be. “You’ll like this.” Demona told me while staring down at me from her place hovering over me.

“Demona?” I tried to keep my eyes opened, but when her hands caressed my breasts over my clothes I arched my back and my eyes closed tightly. My foot talons were ripping up her grass, but I couldn’t care less.

My research didn’t prepare me in any way for this. I was gasping as she leaned down to kiss me. Even her kisses were nothing like the pictures I’d seen, they were intense, demanding, and didn’t once consist of her just pushing her tongue into me while her lips weren’t touching mine. This made more sense and I moaned into her mouth.

Our fangs clashed and I bled, but we didn’t stop. My hands caressed her sides, and I loved that her clothes left so much skin out where I could touch it. “Demona.” I whimpered for her, wondering how she just knew what to do, when I was the first female she’d been with too, but she did.

Her touches slowed and she stared down at me. “See, that programming can be conquered.” Demona smiled just a little and I blushed. I blushed harder as she just stared at me with that smile on her lips. Her cut lip was healing quickly, but I still tasted blood on my own lips. “As for kissing, gargoyles don’t normally do that unless it’s carefully.”

“I like it.” I protested.

“Bleeding?” Demona leaned on one arm and caressed my face, before running a talon over my abused lip with a small frown.

“Yes.” I spoke softly and she stared into my eyes until I wanted to look away. The sting of pain wasn’t bad, not at all really. It felt a little nice actually. Her eyes were penetrating and I felt exposed by them. She frowned just a little, but then just sighed.

“That which we cannot conquer ...” Demona whispered and leaned down to kiss me hard, splitting my lip just a bit more. The sting of it had me gripping her arms tightly. She pulled back and stared at me. I didn’t understand her words, but she caressed my lip gently, and her eyes were painfully intense.

Her arms were so strong as she moved to hold mine down, her wings flared behind her and the moon made her look like a powerful goddess. I stared up at her in awe. She was kneeling between my legs, and she moved her thighs against mine, holding me open. I felt trapped, captured, and I loved it.

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Prompt: Mayhem – section 43

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My wing talons clawed at the ground under me as Demona pushed my thighs even higher, opening me obscenely with the push of her own body. My entire body was shaking. “Oh Sister, I’ve dreamed of something like this for too many years to count.” Demona whispered as her hands moved to the neck of my clothes.

Her talon’s started to rip into the fabric, pulling the one piece from my body to do this. It was my only clothes, I had nothing else. I didn’t object as she destroyed it.

My mind struggled with the research I’d done on lesbians, trying to figure out what I was supposed to do now as she ripped my clothes down far enough to put her hands on my bare breasts. I could hear her sigh as she touched me, as if she’d finally come home and I stared up into intense eyes as she caressed me. “Demona.” I murmured, loving the feeling, but still struggling to catch up.

“Lilith.” Demona’s voice was a little breathless, which was reassuring. “Oh this feels nice.” She seemed to be talking to herself. I had to agree. She caressed me with both hands, one on each breast and I swore she looked like she was amazed to be doing it. She stared at her hands, at my breasts, and I knew my chest was rising and falling fast, because I was having trouble breathing enough.

I stared at her as she stared at my breasts and I felt my heart flutter. There was a tenderness, an amazement, in her eyes. For me, it was for me. I had never seen that in the research, and I’d never expected that from my programming. She was amazing, she was a goddess in the air, and she wasn’t using me like I’d expected. She wanted this in a way I hadn’t thought to hope for, I didn’t understand it, but I could tell this was more. “Demona?” My voice was weak and unsure.

“Lilith.” Her smile was wicked and her hands move off of my breasts, grabbing the ruins of the top half of my outfit. She leaned down as I felt the tugging and heard the ripping. A piece of my black clothes were tossed away from me and I only saw that out of the corner of my eye. My focus was on her head leaning down over my chest, my eyes were wide as she did that.

The warmth of her mouth had me gasping loudly. “M…” I cut my word off as fast as I could, but I felt her pause. “Demona.” I pleaded. Her mouth on my breast was heaven, and I froze, afraid that it would stop. She nuzzled into me, suckled, and I my wings fluttered uncontrollable, my tail lashed as much as it could trapped by my body and hers.

“I’m going to mate you Lilith.” Demona growled into my chest as she pulled back. “I’m going to mate you hard.”

I felt my insides clench and I cried out. My body was wild, out of my control. “Please, oh God Please.” I arched against her, feeling her thigh move between my legs, her knee spur strangly absent. I couldn’t see what angle she had her leg in order to protect me from that, and my internet research was with humans. I wanted to know, but when her lips descended on my other breast I forgot my curiosity.

She rubbed her thigh against me and I let out a roar as I pushed my body into that friction. Her cat like roar met mine as in my thrashing my leg came up between her own. Once I realized what I was doing I bent my knee hard, to keep my knee spur off of her. The feel of her skin answered a question I had; she didn’t wear anything under her loincloth.

I heard more ripping even while she was doing so much else to me and more pieces of black clothe were tossed from my body. I think that was the last coherent thought I was capable of, because her wing claws, capable of much more than my sole wing claw, moved to hold my wings down from the fluttering and she crawled down my body, forcing me to lower my leg. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” She muttered into my stomach as she lowered even further.

The sky went red when her mouth touched me there. My eyes turning night to blood red and I screamed louder than I’d ever done before.

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It was later that I looked back at the yard and my eyes widened, even though I’d been a part of it all. The grass was pulled up in chunks, piles of dirt and grass, along with deep scars in the earth where our talons and spurs had ripped at it. My outfit in shreds and pieces surrounding the area, and her outfit, I glanced over at her with a bemused look, her outfit had moved out of my way so easily she was still dressed. I was naked as the day I was created and had no idea what I’d wear now. I glanced back at the destruction and mayhem we’d left.

“That’s why I didn’t want to try it in my bed. Human’s make such flimsy things.” Demona spoke and her hand caressed my shoulder. I looked at her, taking in the dirt and grass that coated both of us. “Let’s see if we can be careful in my bathtub together.” Demona’s grin was wicked and my eyes widened. I was going to break that tub and then she’d be mad at me, I just knew it. Still I followed her inside.