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"Showtime"

It was dark out as Brooklyn sat on one of the outcroppings of the castle's exterior wall; one leg dangling over the edge as he stared down into what would have been the sea of lights that filtered through New York's cityline. A freak storm had rolled in before they had woken for the evening and blanketed the entire city in clouds so dense that very little light could pass through them. It was an odd spectacle to see lightning flickering from above for once; back in medieval Scotland, he never would have imagined watching a storm from the other side. Yet, now here it was; but something else was on his mind, his sudden and passionate involvement with the mutant Claw came as a surprise to himself as well as to the winged tiger, and he wasn't sure exactly how to describe it. He closed his eyes and imagined the tiger's massive body in front of him, he felt as though he could reach out and touch him right then and there. The sea of muscle that he could feel under that pelt of fur was--

"Brooklyn?" Goliath's booming voice startled the crimson Gargoyle from his imagination and he quickly positioned himself to conceal the tent he was forming in the front of his loincloth. It was then that he noticed there was rain now beginning to drizzle from above; his perch had become sandwiched in between both layers of clouds. "Are you alright? It is beginning to rain." He pointed out.

Brooklyn smiled weakly and nodded. "Yeah. I'm fine Goliath; I just came out here to think. That's all."

"Well, be that as it may it might be best if you came inside."

"Wha--what?" Brooklyn stammered, his mind still elsewhere."

Goliath's eyebrow perked up in confusion as he slowly gestured behind him with his thumb. "I wouldn't want you to catch your death of cold." He clarified. "It is much warmer in the castle than out here."

"Oh... right." Brooklyn shook his head to shrug off the awkwardness. "Well, it's not like I'd fall far if I fell off." He added jokingly as he stood up and grabbed his leader's out-reaching claw to be pulled up onto the castle's ledge and back into the main passage. "Wings and all."

Goliath mused. "I just don't want you getting hit by lightning is all." He chuckled.

"Ah." Brooklyn said after a moment's pause and started down the stairs in front of the larger warrior. "Hey, Goliath. I wanted to ask you about something... you've seen many couples in your day, haven't you?"

The conversation caused Goliath to pause momentarily on the steps. "I... suppose so. Though to be honest, Hudson has probably seen a hundred more than I have."

"Well, what's the strangest pairing you've ever seen?"

"Well, the clutch that was born before yours, we had one who would sneak off alone every night and not return until just before dawn. We were concerned so one night he was followed; it turned out that he'd found a tree in a nearby forest with a knot in it just large enough for his--erm...extremities. Somehow he was convinced by breeding with this tree every night, he would somehow encourage growth in the forest."

"That is a little weird." Brooklyn admitted.

"The funny thing is that the following summer season was completely dry; during what would have been a disastrous drought, somehow the forest continued to flourish. It provided enough food to sustain the castle until the rains started again--halfway through the season after." He chuckled. "Suffice to say he had no children in the long run." Goliath paused. "Why do you ask?"

Brooklyn's mind had wandered for a moment, imagining a Gargoyle humping a tree, filling it with his seed and inadvertently saving their castle. He shook his head. "Oh, no reason." He admitted. "I was just curious. That's all."

"Are you sure?" Goliath pressed. "For a moment I thought you were asking because you had found someone..." He noted the red Gargoyle's expression. "You have found someone..."

"No, no... trust me if I found someone I would make sure you're the first to know." He said with a smile.

"Well unless it's another tree, I would assume to be the third to know then." Goliath said with a grin.

Brooklyn chuckled. "I guess so."

As the pair made their way down the spiraling stairs into the main corridor and Brooklyn opened the door, he was surprised to see Lexington walking toward them with an envelope in his hand. "There you guys are!" He exclaimed. "Brooklyn, this came for you. Elisa brought it up, but didn't tell me who gave it to her."

"Is Elisa here?" Goliath asked, looking around.

"She's downstairs talking to Fox about some old parking tickets or something she was hoping to have cleared."

Goliath turned and started walking away, but not before giving a strangely knowing glance over his shoulder at Brooklyn. Lexington meandered for a moment, but on a scant glare from Goliath, turned and followed him as well. Leaving Brooklyn alone to investigate the letter:

"Brooklyn, Claw has expressed to me he would like to meet with you near the midtown theater. He didn't tell me why or explain, but then again he doesn't usually explain his methods to me. Please make sure he's alright and see him home safely, would you? - Maggie"

Brooklyn folded the letter; he knew where he was going to go and meet with Claw, but he wasn't sure what to expect. He couldn't help but feel excited about going out to meet him though; it was like a second date, after all.

***

Claw walked along the sewer system for as far as he could go; he'd gotten used to the strange smells that emanated throughout the dimly lit passageways, and knew where to avoid if he wanted to stay clean. Eventually, his path led him up toward a loud rumbling tunnel that angled upward and into one of the many subway stations in midtown. He was cautious and quiet as he emerged from the loosened grate that separated the subway tunnel from the sewer tunnel and he donned the coat that Talon had given him. It didn't quite close all the way around the tiger's large chest, but it was enough to conceal the fur of his body. The brimmed hat he'd gotten covered the majority of his head, and if he was careful about not looking any humans in the eye, he could easily pass among them as he made his way to the theater.

The subway station he happened upon was off of Fifth street; only two blocks from the theater, he shuffled past the humans hurriedly making their way to and from the train and climbed the stairwell to exit out onto the street. The rain was pouring down rather significantly, and Claw bundled the coat up around his furred cheeks and he blended in well with the crowd; already in heavy coats and umbrellas, so he didn't stand out. He tightened his wings across his chest under the coat and made his way through the street, watching as water pooling on the brim of his hat began to drip down over his eyes like a trickling waterfall. Eventually, he made his way to the theater; breaking off from the heavy flow of foot traffic in order to enter the alleyway behind it. He flipped at the coat, abruptly shrugging off the rain that had accumulated and just as he made his way around the dumpster, an employee of the theater who had been dumping out kitchen scraps was making his way back inside. He caught the door discreetly and stepped inside, as he slipped through the small kitchen and into the public concessions, he withdrew a twenty-dollar bill and slid it into the box for ticket stubs before ducking under a velvet rope labelled "Under Construction" and made his way up the stairs. The second floor balcony had been undergoing "construction" for two years, and nothing had been done to it, but there was seating and plenty of leftover popcorn in large bags to make it into a nest. Before becoming a mutant, he was simply a homeless human who lived on the streets, and he occasionally stayed in the theater on stormy or below-zero nights. He checked the halfway-functioning clock on a nearby wall; it was eleven-twenty, almost time for the midnight showing to start, and Brooklyn should have gotten his note by now. He stepped through the door leading out to the rooftop and was pleasantly surprised to see Brooklyn resting under a nearby overhang that kept him dry as the rain pattered and bounced off the rest of the rooftop. The two locked eyes, and with a smirk, Claw wagged his finger for the Gargoyle to approach.

Brooklyn practically leaped into Claw's arms and the two immediately locked into a deep, passionate kiss that nearly knocked them to the floor inside the theater. Claw held the Gargoyle's weight though and simply tightened his grasp around Brooklyn's waist until the kiss slowly slipped apart.

"I w-wasn't sure if what we shared was going to be a thing." Brooklyn admitted. "I'm glad you're here."

Claw smiled sweetly and placed a hand on Brooklyn's chest, then placed it on his own. He gestured Brooklyn into the theater and to a seat. As the two sat down, the screen began to slowly open, and the advertisement chain began. Claw reached into a nearby bag and gestured the popcorn he'd found to Brooklyn, who took a few pieces himself.

As the movie began, the two were already engaged in another kiss and Brooklyn couldn't help but notice Claw's hand moving across his slim body. The Gargoyle felt himself blush; there was no way he could hide his erection from the mutant, who found it and slid his fingers up underneath the Gargoyle's loincloth to grasp the flesh firmly. Brooklyn let out a hushed moan, huffing out a deep breath, but Claw's lips wouldn't let him go. His other hand brushed Brooklyn's long, snowy hair to the side. He felt his cock jump suddenly as Claw's hand wrapped around it, a single claw pulling back the skin and circling around the head. As he felt his body jolt in response somewhat, Claw's grip holding the Gargoyle against him tightened somewhat and he began to slide his palm along the flesh. His other hand sliding eagerly along Brooklyn's crimson colored back and pulling him close.

Claw could feel the meat bouncing in his hand and prolonged his kiss, he could feel the fur of his body washing over with an anxious tingle as each strand seemed to stand up straight. He was almost naked under his coat; sporting the standard blue leotard he tended to wear and no top. Brooklyn's talons were dragging along his chest, pushing back his coat as his heart rate grew steadily faster and faster. Claw smiled and leaned back, allowing Brooklyn to sit on his stomach, he placed both of his hands on the Gargoyle's waist and then pulled him closer until his lips caressed the dark-toned flesh. As Brooklyn's cock invaded Claw's mouth, his lips tightened around it, almost sealing the flesh in and only allowing it to slide inward until Brooklyn was completely engulfed. The Gargoyle's chest expanded with his breathing as he began to moan, for a brief moment, Brooklyn worried that even the sound of the movie playing below wouldn't be able to hide his cries; but that concern was easily pushed aside as his need for climax rose. He tried to pull himself back; he didn't want to cum too quickly, but Claw stopped his retreat, spreading his fingers firmly on the warrior's butt and refusing to let him pull all the way out. As Brooklyn sank back in he inhaled sharply, trying to push back the inevitable. Precum was pumping freely into Claw's muzzle, some even dripping down the sides as his rugged feline tongue swirled around the flesh like it were a piece of candy.

"C-Claw... you're g-gonna make me--I...ahh..."

Brooklyn stammered for a moment before Claw caught his eye again, a knowing smile crossed the mutant's features as his fingers pulled the Gargoyle's cheeks apart and a digit began to work its way against his hole. It was so sudden, that Brooklyn HOWLED out a cry that echoed through the theater at the exact moment a monster on screen let out a bellowing roar, causing the audiences below to start cheering wildly as Brooklyn pumped a heavy load after load of cum into the tiger's mouth. Claw absorbed the cum shots as they hit the back of his throat and vanished, Brooklyn remained tight in place, every muscle on his body flexing as his form went rigid and he howled to the ceiling. It took a minute for him to come down from it, and by that time, his cock slipped free of Claw's lips, sending a streak of white across his face. Brooklyn smiled a bit as he sank down into the mutant's arms and noticed the cum. He dragged his finger through it and inserted it into his mouth; cringing almost instantly at the unexpected taste. Claw chuckled silently and pressed his forehead against Brooklyn's and wrapped his arms around the Gargoyle.

Brooklyn cuddled in for a moment before noticing a distinctive bulge pressing against the front of Claw's outfit, and with a grin of his own, clutched every talon into a firm groping of the tiger. Claw jumped at the sudden grasp. "Y'know, I've always wanted to see you flex." He said as his hands drew back Claw's coat, letting it slip away. "Every part of you."

Claw smiled and withdrew his arms from around Brooklyn before getting up; he then stretched both of his arms out to either side and curled them as tightly as he could. Brooklyn's eyes widened; it was as if Claw's size had doubled in just a second of viewing, he watched every contour as Claw went routinely through the most basic-looking of poses. He curled an arm over his head and brought the other one up from underneath, he stood straight up in an attempt to flex his pectoral muscles, with the leotard on, it was as if Brooklyn was watching a muscle competition on television, but it was happening before his eyes.

Claw gestured to Brooklyn to stand up, and as he did, the mutant pulled him closer. Pressing the Gargoyle against his chest, Claw breathed in deeply, allowing Brooklyn to enjoy the feeling of the feline's muscle pressed against him. Brooklyn was about a head shorter than the mutant, and with the sensation of the chest expanding against him, he simply wrapped his hands around Claw's waist and nuzzled into the fuzzy chest at his face.

Claw chuckled in amusement as Brooklyn explored his body, wrapping his hands around the tight biceps and the large arms hidden under his pelt. Brooklyn leaned back and his hands found themselves slowly dragging down Claw's thighs. The bulge pressed against him was also a heavy temptation, as more than a few times, his hands cycled back to the beast's leotard. After the third or fourth pass, Brooklyn's impatient fingers slipped underneath the band and slowly began to drag it down Claw's legs. Claw felt the cool air of the theater gust under his loins, and a thick musky smell began to fill the room. His cock met Brooklyn's shoulder and briefly got lost in his white hair as Brooklyn dragged the tiger's pants just past his knees. Claw stepped out of them, and was surprised to feel Brooklyn's mouth wrapping around his shaft. He was dripping pretty fiercely, but the Gargoyle had seemingly overcome the surprisingly bitter-sweet taste of their fluids and began to indulge them rather lewdly as a single free hand grabbed Claw's balls and he began to drag every inch of the mutant's thick cock into his mouth. It was fleshy and rigid; more felo-human than eel; as their bodies had been genetically altered with eels as well. Brooklyn's elongated 'beak-like' mouth proved to be more than enough room and he started to pull Claw deeper and deeper into the depths.

Claw's eyes rolled back as his hands grabbed the back of Brooklyn's head, his muscles still being squeezed and felt by the Gargoyle. Claw made a hissing noise as his member began to spasm in Brooklyn's mouth, and Brooklyn continued to swallow every drop the tiger offered him, the last, long lick of Brooklyn's tongue allowing the two to lock eyes again.

"I want you to have your way with me..." Brooklyn said.

Claw gave a concerned look, then gestured at Brooklyn. Brooklyn didn't try to interpret what Claw was saying, he was already worked up again, his member still not gone down after his climax. He draped his arms over the ledge of the balcony; where an un-sturdy set of railings had been installed, they squeaked against his weight, but he ignored them and flashed his backside at Claw. "Come on, Claw. I want you to fuck me..." He said.

Claw didn't hesitate a moment longer and quickly moved up behind Brooklyn. He laid his flesh on the Gargoyle's backside and began to explore the fleshy rump with his claws as cum began to drizzle down his flesh. His body was anticipating this, it was wanting it more and more and he'd wanted to be with Brooklyn again for ages. He pressed the fleshy butt cheeks off to either side and began to grind his cock between them. It was wet and ready, but he wasn't sure if Brooklyn could take him entirely. It didn't take him long to decide to try, and with a firm grasp, he met Brooklyn's hole with his cock and drove it inward.

Brooklyn hissed and grunted as Claw penetrated him, his cock flopped rather eagerly in between the balcony bars, instantly growing to a full erection in seconds. Claw leaned back, and then thrust inward again, making Brooklyn moan as he looked down into the dark audience below. Could they be heard from up here? Certainly the rattling and squeaking railing would have alerted somebody; but Brooklyn was too lost in lust to hesitate now, he pushed his ass backwards, moaning as he felt several more inches grind their way into him. He huffed and moaned, for a moment briefly burying his head into the backs of his claws as Claw fucked him.

"Nnnhhh fuck! Fuck!" Brooklyn cried out almost before realizing what he was saying he muzzled himself with his arm; at this point, Claw was already lost in lust and was slamming so hard into the crimson warrior that the banister was ratcheting dangerously out of its anchors. The deeper Claw fucked, the harder their balls slapped together, their clothes discarded off somewhere in the darkness, at least their throes of passion were mostly muted out by the massive surround-sound monster movie playing in front of them.

"H-hahhhhhh!" Claw sounded like a deflating balloon as his body went rigid and he buried his bone hard and deep into Brooklyn's ass. What followed were immediate and hot pulses of fluids that shot through Brooklyn and began to trigger his own orgasm. He was still buried in his arm; his eyes shone brightly between his clenched elbows and he threw his head back, howling loudly during a strangely subdued part of the movie as Brooklyn came like a fire hydrant; sending his seed off into the darkness and down into the audience below.

Before he realized what was happening, Brooklyn watched as the audience below scrambled about in the dull lighting projected by the screen, and heard loud banging on the door just below the balcony. He lurched up and the banister finally broke loose, falling toward the group below. Luckily, it hinged at the right moment and the metal simply swung off to the side. "Fuck... Claw we've got to get out of here!"

Grabbing their clothing, Claw and Brooklyn bolted toward the roof doors and exited the building, as they found a corner to hide behind, they heard the door to the roof burst open and the pair had no choice but to jump and fly off into the night together; gliding naked over the city for several blocks before coming to a landing. Brooklyn's laughter equaled the amused look on Claw's face and the two kissed again. "Well, that was fun. Maybe next time we can try that in a less...public venue?"

Claw paused, looking surprised that there would be a 'next time' until he smiled and nodded in agreement.

***

Dawn was fast approaching the eastern sky as Brooklyn made his way back to the Erie Building and entered the castle nestled on its rooftop. As he landed, Brooklyn noticed Goliath exiting onto the tower. He smiled.

"Brooklyn, we were beginning to worry about you." He said. "I trust you had a good evening."

Brooklyn was still somewhat breathless. "Yes. It was... very entertaining." He admitted hastily.

"So? Have you met a tree?"

"Nnnhh....sort of." Brooklyn said, avoiding the extremely concerned glances that Lexington and Broadway shot their way. "We'll have to see..."

"Well, I look forward to meeting them someday." Goliath said approvingly as he placed a claw on Brooklyn's shoulder.

Brooklyn smiled. "Yeah. I'd like that."

THE END