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A/N: First of all, the multitude of favorites and follows has been amazing, not to mention the reviews. I know I probably mentioned this last time, but I get a little tingle with every notice I get! This next chapter is definitely a reward for your awesomeness. Make sure you have a cold shower handy, cause you're probably gonna need it!
Onyx Feloric
Edward leaned against the hood of his car and stared morosely toward the school. Across the lot, the other students were living in typical ignorant bliss. Sure there were the everyday concerns, but he wasn't worried about what other people thought of him or of what he looked like. It was superficial and shallow. There was no depth to them. He sighed, indulging in the human gesture thoughtlessly. Since Bella, it came far more easily and was a constant spot of amusement from his siblings. Even Esme gave him a soft chuckle when he found himself sighing or running a hand through his hair. For just a moment, he found his mind wandering and it was enough to distract him from the sound of the Audi R9.
It was the sound of the door slamming shut that caught his attention. Only a few spaces down and in the next row forward from him, Onyx and Jadys were getting out of the sleek black car. The blonde had an extremely self-satisfied smirk on his face and the raven a look of ease. Compared to the day before, his face was open and his green eyes seemed to actually see what was in front of him. Edward didn't doubt what they'd been up to the night before to put such an expression on his face.
"Edward." The vampire actually jumped, drawing a chuckle from the small woman beside him.
"You really need to loosen up, bro. I think you might be regressing." Emmett slapped a hand on his back, a devilish smile sliding onto his face when he noticed what had caught his brother's eye. "Or were you just that distracted?"
Edward sent a swift glare in his brother's direction. "Don't say stupid things, Emmett."
The burly vampire shrugged his shoulders, but moved back to the open bed of the jeep. Like the two teens, the Cullen's had arrived early due to an insistent Alice. The perky vampire hadn't revealed why she wanted to arrive early, but claimed that it was to enjoy the unseasonably warm, lack-of-sun weather. It seemed a valid reason, considering the large number of students already in the parking lot, but Edward had his suspicions.
Only a few feet over, the blonde and raven were both sitting on the hood of their gun mental grey Audi R9. Though the sky was cloudy, the blonde was laying full out, dark sunglasses covering his eyes and arms crossed beneath his head. A small strip of pale skin rode up and Edward watched as a quick smirk brushed across the raven's lips. Those black painted fingers trailed their way across the smooth skin, breaking goose-flesh across the surface in their wake.
Though the lot was crowded, Edward could hear the blonde gasp lowly at the sensation. "Don't start something you can't finish, Onyx."
Edward saw the raven smirk. "We've got half an hour." Pale fingers dipped under the front of the blonde's jeans and moved slowly back and forth. "I'm sure I could wrap it up by then."
Edward knew his face would be burning if he had the ability to blush, but he also felt an undeniable pang of lust. That sensation stopped him cold. Did he just admit that he was turned on? The vampire shook his head so fast that none of the humans in the lot would have noticed his momentary loss of composure, but he glanced over at his family.
All the other vampires were engaged in a heated conversation, not even close to noticing what had just happened, but then he saw Alice's face. That small, perfect face was smirking at him. Edward narrowed his eyes at her, trying to focus his talent, but all he met with was the sound of her giggle. She knew something. The sound of a car door slamming, brought his attention back to the Audi R9.
Onyx and Jadys were no longer on the hood of the car, but inside, but, even with his excellent eye sight, he couldn't see past the dark tint except for a vague outline of two bodies smashed together. Edward stared, his mind seeing what was happening in that front seat, but not truly comprehending. He was startled out of his thoughts when Alice's chuckle reached his ears.
"I never took you for being a voyeur, Edward." There was a playful, uncharacteristic naughty note in her voice that would have made his ears turn red.
"Shut up." The messy haired vampire grabbed his book bag and took off across the lot, only daring a quick peak that would have had him blushing.
Jadys straddled his Sire's lap, feeling just how happy Onyx was for him to be there. A powerful hand tangled in the back of his hair and jerked his head back, drawing a choked sound from his throat. The other hand trapped both of his behind his back. His muscles strained with the effort of trying to move, but Onyx's strength was beyond his. The tight grip would be enough to leave bruises, but the softness of the kisses on his neck made his mind run in circles.
Just as suddenly as his head had been pulled back, that one hand disappeared, flopping his head forward, making his blonde locks fall forward. Before he could even comprehend that his head was free, another sensation had him crying out. Onyx was slowly lowering his zipper and the fingers brushing against him jerked his hips forward.
Onyx finally pulled the blonde vampire's heated flesh free and let his hand run all over that hard, smooth skin. He relished every shudder and every desperate attempt to pull free, but kept his punishing grip. As he stroked the younger vampire higher into oblivion, he nudged the blonde's head to the side and began to trail kisses down his neck. Onyx could feel each shaky breath and feel every moan against his lips before he could even hear it. The blonde's pulse beat heavily against the thin skin and he bit down gently, taking it into his mouth, tearing a loud groan from his throat.
Jadys felt like his breath was coming to fast. He was caught between too many sensations. The hard, punishing grip holding his hands against the steering wheel behind him, the smooth, quick sensation of Onyx's hand stroking his heated flesh, and the feel of his pulse between the vampire's blunt teeth. It was all too much. Sweat dripped down the side of his face and his overly sensitive skin turned it into just another sensation to bring his breath faster and drawn a moan from his captured throat.
The blonde was close. Onyx could feel the vampire, normally so in control of his body and emotions, begin to falter. His thighs trembled against his legs and his breath was coming far too fast and erratically. He let the vampire's pulse go and glanced up. Jadys' face was slack, his eyes barely open, but those silver eyes weren't seeing anything. Touch stole that sensation. Onyx smirked and his venomous green eyes glowed as he leaned down the blonde's neck. Onyx's fangs flashed and just as he pulled on Jadys' solid flesh, he struck, sinking his fangs deep into the marks that bound them as Sire and Childe.
Jadys cried out, his body tensing and his back bowing as he exploded, not even feeling the raven pulling his fangs free. His vision turned white as all but the sensations in his body left him.
Onyx pushed the vampire farther, stroking him until the blonde writhed in almost-pain and collapsed against his chest, panting heavily. "…no…more…" His body shook as Onyx finally removed his hands, settling them low on the vampire's back and stroking the bare skin his found there.
Jadys used those slow strokes to help get his breathing back normal. When he tried to sit up, the world tilted. "Merlin…" Onyx chuckled against him and the blonde would have hit him if he knew he could control all his limbs again. Merlin, they hadn't even gotten to the really good part and he felt so wrung out.
Suddenly the scent of blood filled his nose and before he could truly understand what had happened, he had his fangs buried in his Sire's neck.
Onyx sighed at the sensation of his lover pulling harshly at his blood. Green eyes glanced at the watch that sat on the dashboard. They had maybe ten minutes left and blood would get his silver-eyed Childe moving quicker and heal the two small holes in his neck. Though the blonde had drank from him last night, his own control was impeccable. It would take far more for him to worry. Besides, his eyes flickered toward the school, he'd seen those topaz eyes watching them as he walked passed and felt the small pang of lust. Maybe it was time to introduce themselves to the local coven and the marks would be just enough to get the ball rolling.
A/N: Once again, hot mess anyone? You ever write something, then go back and reread it...then can't believe it actually came out your head? That just happened.
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