Page 51 of The Last Gargoyle's Christmas Wish
Grady stared out at the rooftops, trying to breathe evenly and ignore the panic spreading through his limbs.
Suddenly, they launched into the air with a flap of Uzoth’s massive wings.
“Shit!” Grady screamed, hands clutching at Uzoth’s wrists.
“It is all right, little human. I have you.” Uzoth’s arms and tail squeezed him.
Grady’s mouth fell open. A cold wind rushed past. They flew up, not that high, just above the tops of the buildings. Still, his whole body shook as the rooftops whisked past.
At first, Grady remained tense within Uzoth’s grip. But as they glided, bit by bit his muscles relaxed and the shaking subsided.
Uzoth had him. He would not let Grady fall. His arms and tail remained firmly around Grady, and Grady’s back pressed against Uzoth’s powerful torso.
I’m safe. I’m safe in his arms.
Grady let out a bark as wonder and awe replaced the terror. He recognised nothing, not from this viewpoint. They flew over shabby dwellings and worn streets. Then over large and immaculate apartment buildings. He spotted statues, winding alleys, and people moving about.
His gaze darted around, trying to take in everything.
Then they approached the palace. He sucked in a breath as they glided over the gates. A large marble fountain stood in the middle of a massive courtyard. He glanced around, examining those below.
Were any of them royalty? Or the king? They flew over the palace itself, the fucking palace! He stared at the shining copper roof.
“This is incredible!” Grady cried, mirth bubbling up inside him.
Uzoth chuckled. “I’m glad you are enjoying yourself.” Uzoth pressed a kiss to the back of Grady’s head.
Grady glanced back at Uzoth. Uzoth smiled at him, and Grady returned the smile.
They left the palace grounds, and once again they flew over the city where Grady had lived his whole life. They approached the edge of Anorra. Snow-covered trees and shrubbery replaced the dense cityscape.
“This is exhilarating!” Grady yelled. “As exhilarating as sex!”
“Really?” Uzoth asked. “I wonder what would happen if we combined the two.”
“What?”
One of Uzoth’s arms loosened from around his torso. “Don’t worry. I promise I will not let you fall.”
Then Grady felt Uzoth undo his trousers.
Shocked, Grady glanced down, watching as Uzoth tugged his cock out. Laughter burst from Grady. He was flying, dick out, above the city!
The laugh turned into a groan as the hand gripped him, stroking his cock from base to tip. His dick thickened quickly to complete hardness. He groaned.
How is this happening?
Uzoth’s hand pumped him. Grady’s stomach tensed.
“Fuck!” Grady cried out.
“That’s it, cry out your pleasure,” Uzoth growled in his ear. Uzoth thrust his hips against Grady, and Grady could feel the sizeable bulge rubbing against his arse.
“Shit.” Grady thrust into Uzoth’s tight grip.
Then the tail slid from around Grady’s waist, not releasing him completely. But it half unwound so that the tail wrapped only once around his waist instead of twice. Again, Grady looked down. He saw the tip slide past his dick, which Uzoth continued to stroke.
Grady gasped. The tail slid beneath his trousers and caressed his balls, fondling them gently. “Oh!”
