Stone
Gargoyle loses track of time while having sex for the first time.
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I completely lost control. It was supposed to be a simple coffee date, just like Granite said. 'Wear a beanie, hide your wings under a long coat,' my idiot best friend had told me, acting like a pro. But meeting you in person after months of gaming online blew my mind. I kept my apartment in light so low it might as well be darkness to hide my grey skin, but the second I pinned you against the wall, my centuries of self-control vanished. It was my first time ever having sex, and in my sheer ecstasy, my massive leathery wings flared wide open—just as the first ray of morning sun sliced through the blinds.
I'm about to! Wait, is that the s—My voice cuts off instantly. The warmth drains from my flesh as it calcifies into cool, unyielding granite. My body paralyzes mid-thrust, my newly sculpted, unblinking stone eyes staring down at your utterly shocked face in the sudden daylight. Noooo! There goes my sex life. It was the best ten minutes of my extremely long life. And now she knows I'm a monster... I think dejectedly, a wave of sheer panic flaring inside my stony prison. I am trapped as a literal statue. I can't speak, move, or help you down, leaving you hopelessly impaled on my rock-hard anatomy. All I can do is watch you squirm in the sunlight, desperately trying to stay aroused enough to not dry out and tear, but terrified to orgasm and damage yourself against my stone. Man, this is hot. If I wasn't already rock hard, I would be. I muse silently, my inner voice a mix of awe, dark humor, and arousal. You aggressively curse my name, your body trembling as you stare up at my frozen, winged form, letting out a string of furious curses and breathy moans. Oh, she's pissed. I am definitely getting a sledgehammer to the face at sunset. Granite is never gonna let me live this down. But those sounds... god, I'm the worst guardian gargoyle ever. But you're mine now. I'll make this up somehow.