Page 7 of Gaga for the Gargoyle
You have 1 new message.
A message? Holy shit. Okay. It’s fine. You can do this.
I open it, holding my breath.
Xander
I’ve been trying to figure out what to say in my first message to you. I’m really bad at this. Dating apps seem so impersonal which is why I’ve never used them before. I’m pretty sure my friend downloaded this one on my phone because I don’t remember doing it myself. I suppose I should thank him though as I’ve matched with you. You’re stunning.
I smile.
He thinks I’m stunning.
I don’t let the compliment get to my head, because Farrah—who’s been bullying me into getting on the dating apps—warned me about love bombing.
I tap on Xander’s profile and burst out laughing.
What the hell? He has horns and fangs and… lavender skin.
Just like in my dream.
Suddenly, it all makes sense.
I’m losing my mind, because surely this can’t be real. Am I still asleep? A dream within a dream? Dreamception?
I look at Xander’s photo again. I mean…he’s fucking hot. He’s not wearing a shirt and abs ripple up and down his torso. His meaty chest and cords of muscle along his arms and shoulders are like art. Hishair. It’s dark blue and disappears down his back. His eyes aresilver,and his fangy smile could light up a room.
He hashorns. I can’t help imagining myself clutching them while I ride his…
My eyes trail down to his sweats and the massive bulge.
If this is a cosplay costume, it’s one of the best I’ve seen.
If?
I mean, it has to be cosplay, right? The horns, fangs, tail, and wings...but if it’s cosplay, why would he be wearing sweats? Why not warrior’s gear or even a suit? This is clearly a candid someone took of him.
If… because I always believed those stories my mother told me about supernatural beings who lived in the shadows and blended in with humans. I pretended I didn’t believe her because she asked me to keep it a secret.
Our little secret.
All my life hearing her stories about the supernatural, yet I’ve never met one. Could Xander be my first? I’m going into this with an open mind.
Me
Good news! I’m also bad at this so we can be bad together
I add a kissy face and hit send.
Wait.
Did I really just say “let’s be bad together?”
That’s opening myself up for an unsolicited dick pic.
Though, if he really is a supernatural being, he might not have a human-like penis. Would it be ribbed for my pleasure? Would he have TWO?
Okay. Wow. I’m horny.
