Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Twilight, nor do I make any monetary gain.
A/N: Here's what we've been waiting for...I'll admit, it didn't turn out quite like I expected, which was the reason why it wasn't published sooner, but I think you'll like it.
Enjoy,
Onyx Feloric
Onyx blew a short breath of air out his nose as he pulled on a particularly stubborn weed in the backyard garden. The tenacious little thing had roots stretching far into the earth and in every possible direction. Despite his vampire strength, the irritating plant clung strongly to the soil, its proximity to magic making it that much more obstinate than any standard flora. In a way, it left him feeling incredibly amused, pulling a small smile to his lips. Such a delicate thing proved just enough challenge to need a touch of the heavy strength he could wield. Setting it in the wheel barrow with the other unfortunate victims of his gardening, he turned and looked over onto the flagstone patio.
Jadys had his school books spread out on the marble surface of the dark grey iron table, sitting comfortably on the cushioned seat with one bare foot tucked underneath him and the other resting on the padded chair opposite. One book rested in his lap, the tome looking much older than any book they would be reading for class in a purely Muggle high school. His silvery eyes were narrowed in concentration and a pencil rested behind his ear, every now and then mouthing along to a word. In silhouette, it was a very fetching look. Despite the lack of full sun, the clouds had thinned out enough since leaving campus that shallow glimmers caught his white-blonde hair and glimmered off the piercings in his ear.
With quick steps and silent feet, Onyx appeared behind the blonde, pulling the pencil out from behind his ear. Leaning over to place it on the table, his eyes glanced over the blonde's text, "Interesting reading material." Stepping back, he wandlessly cleaned his hands before setting them to rub into tense shoulders, drawing a low groan from the younger vampire's lips. "I do not recall seeing this on the class syllabus."
Jadys snorted inelegantly, an unfortunate habit he had picked up from his dark-haired lover, before shutting the book and titling his neck forward. "I finished with my coursework over an hour ago." He turned his head slightly, glancing back out the corner of his eye. "I did not want to disrupt your…gardening."
The dark haired vampire laughed. "You would enjoy it if you tried with me."
"I have no intention of playing in the dirt, not when I don't have to." Jadys' lips curled into a slight smirk. "Although, I do admit that the view is pleasing."
Onyx wore no shirt, baring his lean pierced and inked torso to the open air. According to the older vampire, he enjoyed the feeling of sun and wind on his skin. He also claimed it made it easier to clean up when he was finished. In only a pair of well-fitted, but torn and grass-stained jeans and work boots, the dark-haired Brit cut quite the dashing figure. Even the slight sheen of sweat over his skin was enticing.
The vampire smirked. "Indeed?" Leaning down, he whispered hotly into the blonde's ear. "You seemed more absorbed in your potions text." He let his lips rest against skin. "I think I'm jealous."
Jadys snorted, then turned abruptly, catching the other vampire in a kiss full of tongue and heat. "You should be," he whispered the words against smooth lips. "What would people think?" Jadys slowly made his way to his knees, hands perched on the back of the chair as he leaned closer, peppering kisses up that strong jawline to nudge at silver hoops and studs. "Strong," a lick, "sexy," a kiss, "hot," a cool breath, "bad boy British heart throb…loses lover to a musty old potions text."
Onyx's eyes narrowed with each word and sensual sensation whispered against his ear. He snorted and leaned back, sending a playful glare back at the smirking blonde. With a spiteful flick of his finger, a blur of green shot out of the wheel barrow and hit the blonde square in the chest. For a long moment both men stood shock still, only the whistling of birds and the slight breeze making a sound.
"You son of a-" There was a whir of motion. Blonde hair seemed to fly out the chair at his dark-haired companion. The snarl on his lips and sharp look in silver eyes would put fear into any mortal.
Onyx only chuckled as he jumped back, feet barely touching the ground as he avoided the irate vampire. His pale arms came up to push away Jadys' punches, slaps, and kicks. He ducked under a kick, coming up to send a light punch to the blonde's midsection.
Jadys grunted and snarled, nails swiping at the dark-haired man's face, drawing a soft hiss and a shallow cut down a pale cheek. He smiled harshly before the look was wiped off his face when a hit to his chest knocked the breath out of him and into a tree. Opening his angry eyes, he caught brief sight of a few green leaves trailing down from the force of the hit before a pair of vibrant and amused green eyes were in his face. Jadys snarled again, swinging out his left arm in a punch.
Onyx ducked under the swing, before grabbing the arm and slamming it above the blonde's head, digging it into the bark. The other arm came up, but Onyx bore down on it with his superior strength, pressing it tight against the tree against his blonde's side. Jadys snarled, fangs lengthening, drawing a small cut on his lower lip. "You bas-"
Faster than the blonde could see, Onyx plunged his fangs deep into the blonde's neck, cutting off his words and drawing a gasp from those bloody lips. Adrenalin pumped through the man's body, making his blood hotter and sweeter. His brilliant green eyes opened, red filtering across his vision.
Jadys groaned lowly as he felt Onyx's magic swirling around them, the physical sensation of it brushing against his body drawing goose bumps across his flesh. Combined with the feeling of Onyx drinking him down and the gnawing hunger starting to pool deep in his body, he couldn't help but stare into nothing.
Onyx pulled his fangs slowly out of the blonde's neck, feeling a small trail of blood run down his chin. He spoke lowly, his voice husky. "So good…" A pierced tongue ran up the pale neck, dipping into the two fang marks, drawing an almost keening sound from Jadys' throat. "That's it." Onyx turned his head to the side, green eyes looking up into the thick forest around them.
"It's impolite to stare."
Edward's golden eyes widened as beautiful green eyes stared straight at him. It should have been impossible for a person to see through the thick foliage, only their own sharp eyes able to find them. He wanted to look away, but he was too absorbed by the heat and desire in those eyes. When that pink tongue slipped out to lick at the blood dripping from the corner of his lips and revealed those sharp, unreal fangs, Edward felt a strange heat begin to pool low in his stomach.
Next to him, Jasper and Emmett stared in awe as they watched the apparent…vampire, stared down their brother. It was easy to hear the husky words spoken through the trees.
"Tomorrow...Dusk…At the property line between yours and ours. We'll talk then." Onyx's low voice sent a shiver down Edward's spine.
"Edward." Jasper's low southern drawl, more pronounced when combined with Edward's lust and Emmett's incredulous emotions, snapped the mind-reading vampire out of his stare. "Let's go."
Emmett and Jasper disappeared from the trees, bodies hardly making a sound as they ran. Behind them, Edward chanced a glance back. Jadys' normally silver eyes were like liquid mercury, bloody red slivers streaking across his eyes and he stared right at him. For just a second, Edward felt his hair stand on end. Those eyes watched him like a predator sizing up his next prey. In all his years, he could count on one hand the number of times he'd felt that primal fear.
For just a moment, it looked like the blonde, blood running down from the two holes in his neck, was going to move. Edward could see the muscles in his body tense, but before the blonde could do anything, a cut wrist was shoved in his face. Those dangerous mercury eyes narrowed in on Onyx's blood for a mere second before long, sharp, white fangs plunged inside the pale flesh.
Edward jumped down from the tree and ran...
...desperately trying to ignore the low, sensual chuckle that followed.