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starlightguh · 2 months ago

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Intertwined

Chapter 2

Word Count: 4,345

Summary: Somehow Sylus and you have a strange bond from his Evol. Neither of you know the meaning of this or what exactly it is. After searching for some answers and ending up empty, you end up giving in to a strong temptation in the form of the tall and cocky Onychinus leader.

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Tags: Smut, enemies to lovers, divergent from canon lore since we don’t have his backstory yet

AN: You can read this story on my Ao3! I will try to update on both platforms when I can, thanks for reading!

As I’m holding on to his waist on the back of his bike, I’m silently scolding myself for even being in this situation at all. If I didn’t fuck him I probably wouldn’t have this weird mark on my wrist and need to be doing all this…

As the wind of the dark N109 Zone streets grace my skin as we ride fast on the empty streets, I was battling an internal conflict. I really think the only word I can use to excuse my actions is being dickmitized, my whirling thoughts led me to thinking about the people I care about in Linkon and how they would feel knowing I’m willingly getting my back blown out by the leader of Onychinus.

I silently chant a mantra in my head telling myself I can’t let it happen again when Sylus reaches one of his hands towards mine that are currently wrapped around his waist. Damnit.

In very Sylus behavior, he didn’t tell me where we were going, but we appeared to be on the outskirts of the N109 Zone closer to Linkon in an area lined with small houses. I can only tell we’re on the out skirts since the sky is more of a twilight than the usual pitch black like the rest of the N109 Zone.

He uses the red mist of his Evol to lift me off the bike as he walks towards the door of a house and knocks. “What ever you do don’t touch anything when we’re inside,” his head turns to the side to warn me.

I just roll my eyes and nod my head as a older man opens the door and looks at Sylus with shock and fear. He immediately begins speaking to Sylus in a language I don’t recognize. I assume Sylus gives the man a brief run down, as he grabs my arm to show the man the mark on my wrist.

The older man was shorter than both me and Sylus and his wise brown eyes just looked at my wrist with a disapproving shake of his head. The man turns around and invites us into his home as Sylus wraps his fingers around my hand and leads us inside.

I take a look at the man’s home and all the walls from floor to ceiling are covered in different pieces of paper. Some are maps of surrounding cities, others appear to be space coordinates. My eyes are overstimulated as books, protocores, and paper are all around this man’s home.

The man walks up to a desk and flings a pile of books off of it as he digs to try and find something specific. Finally, he pulls out a book bound in red leather and speaks to Sylus with a bit of a harsher tone.

Sylus responds more composed and calmed, the language foreign to my mind flows naturally from his lips and I just have to stare between him and this man to try and gauge their moods. Sylus lets go of my hand and takes the book from the man and flips through it with a frown. His gray eyebrows are turned down in a from as a look of frustration reflects in his eyes.

The man shifts his gaze to me with a look of sympathy, he quietly approaches me and takes my hand in his as he places the back of my hand on his forehead. He releases my hand and looks into my eyes as he calls me something in this language.

“Nupta,” his soft voice sighs and is full of sympathy.

“Nupta?” I try to repeat back to him with a confused look on my face.

Sylus looks a bit distressed as his eyes were quickly scanning the context of the book, he closed it in frustration and a shake off his head as he nearly shouted at the man.

The man was fully composed in his response and just kept staring at me with a sadness in his gaze. “Sylus what’s wrong?” I ask with genuine fear at the look of desperation that painted his features. His red eyes shifted to me and he immediately put up his reserved mask once again.

“It’s nothing sweetie… Just a bad history lesson is all…. Come on there isn’t the answer I’m looking for here,” he grabs my hand a bit harshly as we went to go leave when I heard the man behind me shouting.

“Nupta! Nupta!”

I turned to look at him and the man just mimed the motion of stabbing himself in the chest and pointed at Sylus. He wants me to kill Sylus? But I already sorta shot him in the chest once…

As I was dragged back outside and we stood outside in front of his bike, I threw his hand off of mine a bit harshly. “Are you going to fill me in as to what the hell is going on, or do you just love leaving me in the dark?”

He chuckles harshly and his tone is angry as he spouts back at me, “Believe me kitten you seem to love leaving yourself in the dark more than anything…”

“Sylus!” I yell as his chest is heaving with anger, “What. The. Fuck. Are you talking about? I am so sick of these fucking riddles, I feel like you just love tormenting me with giving me an almost peak behind the curtain of what’s going on, and then you immediately shut me out! I’m tired of this edging… Why can’t you just tell me what’s going on?”

I start shaking with anger, there’s a burning in my throat as I bite back tears of frustration, I was so sick of this torture. Why won’t anyone tell me what’s going on? I feel like I might go insane if I just keep getting vague answers.

Sylus pauses as he closes his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs. His anger is quickly replaced with a heartbroken look as he looks at me and gently goes to hold my face.

“I can’t tell you, because I can’t loose you again…” He rests his forehead against mine and continues, “All I can do is ask you to trust me and stay by my side for now…”

His sincerity touches me and my heart races in response. This Sylus, the one with the gentle smile and voice full of compassion is who my heart aches for. My heart is a delicate thing, with the aether core inside it maybe it isn’t even my own palpitations that spike whenever Sylus is near. My heart may trust him, but I’m not sure if I should.

“Give me a reason to trust you then… One that isn’t as simple as the fact you haven’t murdered me,” I give him a pointed look, “As far as it seems to me I’m still being held captive in the N109 zone.”

He frowns and pulls away from me as he shakes his head, “You’re no captive, but please, for my sake, stay away from Linkon for the next few days.”

The concern laced in his face alarms me, my brain flashes to the faces of those in Linkon I miss, Tara, Xavier, Rafayel….Zayne.

“Why? What’s happening in Linkon?” My eyes widen as my anxiety takes over me. “Sylus don’t be vague right now tell me what’s going on.”

“If I tell you, you have to promise me you won’t do anything stupid,” he hisses as he gives me a pained look.

“You know I have people I care about back there, I can’t promise that,” I whisper.

He says my name in frustration and takes a deep breath in, “There’s going to be an attack on Linkon in the next few days…”

“By who?” I immediately get angry and assume it’s something he plotted and his face looks like he was struck as he looks down.

“Not me Sweetie, but it is someone you know,” he turns to look at me, “That little hunter who keeps following you around has been up to no good…”

“Xavier?” I tilt my head in confusion, “Why would Xavier attack Linkon, he’s a hunter!”

“Not everyone is who they claim to be, my crows have been keeping a close eye on him and he’s been plotting something behind the scenes.”

I shake my head and hop on his bike, “Take me back right now I don’t believe you…”

He growls and gets on his bike and we drive off to go back towards his manor. As we drive, he can’t help but let his emotions show as his driving is more rough and sharp. I ignore his temperature tantrum as I think back on Xavier and why Sylus would accuse him of something.

As we get back to his manor, when we walk in he closes the door and gives me a look, “I’m not above tying you up to keep you here…”

I have a stare off with him for a solid minute before I just let out a groan and turn to storm off to my room. I pull out my phone to call Xavier, and to no avail, he doesnt answer.

I shoot him a quick text to have him call me back, but he doesnt even open it. I then try to call Rafayel and same issue, finally I call Zayne, who actually picks up on the second ring.

“Zayne!” I sigh in relief.

“You sound distressed, is everything all right?”

“I’m not sure…” I pause as I gather my words, “I was just worried about you…Are you back home?”

“I’m still in snowcrest, I’ve gotten closer to a breakthrough in my research, so I extended my trip.’

As i’m listening to his soothing voice, I hear a familiar caw caw, as Memphisto perches himself on the nightstand in my room. I walk up and try and shoo him out of here as I keep chatting with Zayne, “How much longer do you think you’ll be in Snowcrest?”

“Maybe another week, are you sure you’re okay? Has your heart been giving you troubles?”

I chuckle at his worried statement, “No, I promise I’m okay…” my eyes flutter down to that strange mark on my wrist and I rethink my words, “Actually…Zayne have you ever come across someone getting a mark from Evol?”

“Mark? Like scarring?”

“No, more like branding…”

“Personally, no, but I can poke around some records if you’d like to see if anything comes up… Is this a personal issue? What happened?”

Memphisto is getting more feisty now and starts squawking and trying to grab the phone out of my hand. As I’m fending my phone away from the annoying bird, I hear Zayne call out my name on the other line.

“What’s happening? Are you in a fight with a bird?”

“Yeah…Listen Zayne I’ll have to call you later, I was feeding some birds in the park and I think they’re getting too feisty… Text me if you find anything, okay?”

With a heavy heart I hang up on Zayne and then my hand smacks into the flying feathery robot with a loud thud. “SHIT,” I cry out in pain as my hand starts to sting.

The mark on my wrist was glowing a bit and suddenly the door to the room opens with a very irritated Sylus holding an ice pack.

“Come here kitten…” He approaches me from behind.

“This is your fault! Why did you send your little snitch here!” I feel my face go red with embarrassment and anger.

He remains calm at my outburst and gently takes my hand which is now throbbing in pain to place the ice pack upon it. “I was just worried about you Sweetie,” he sounds a bit exhausted.

“Worried that I was going to leave? Or worried that I was gonna snitch on you to the hunters association?” I glare at him.

“Worried that you would do something stupid and get yourself hurt,” he lifts my hurt hand up as if to prove a point.

I roll my eyes and glare at him, “A bruised hand isn’t the end of the world you know? Besides, it's hurt because your little henchmen was bothering me.”

“Ah yes, how very rude of Memphisto to interrupt a call between you and your doctor,” his face was painted in snark, but his ruby eyes held no joy or amusement in them when he spoke.

“I have other people I care about…Things I want to protect and keep safe. You’ll have to chain me up if you think you can stop me from protecting them.”

“What a tantalizing idea,” he huffed then quirked a brow at me with a grin, “Unfortunately for you that seems to already be the case.”

“What are you-“

I’m interrupted as he holds up the Evol linkage between the wrist of my hurt hand and his. “Son of a bitch not this again…”

“There’s something else too,” the hand that’s connected to mine holds the back of my own hand in his larger palm as that strange mark is facing us. His free hand comes closer and he rubs his pointer and middle finger down the marking, the gentle caress sent shivers down my spine.

“When you hit your hand I felt it.”

“What? What do you mean you felt it?”

I search his face for answers, but his eyes meet mine as a serious expression takes over his features. “I felt a twinge of pain and a sense of urgency. Like something was wrong. Or like someone was hurt.”

I pause and absorb the information then my eyes wander all over him, “Well is it both ways? Do you have a mark?”

“I don’t….I don’t think it goes both ways, but you’re welcome to try…Itching to put another bullet in my chest sweetie?”

I scrunch my face in disgust at the traumatizing memory of having shot him in the chest. I wasn’t a big fan of this idea at all, so I shake my head, “What if I just slap you instead?”

He gives a small shrug and with a haughty looks says, “Give it your best shot.”

Oh I’m gonna enjoy this.

I think to myself as I gear back my untethered hand back and slap his cheek with a bit of unnecessary force. Need to make sure it works.

As the sound of the slap reaches my ears I do feel a sharp sensation in my wrist. I look down at the mark and see that it’s unchanged.

“Huh…” I pause and ponder that strange feeling for a moment.

Sylus looks annoyed as he rubs his free hand on the spot where I slapped, his cheek is noticeably reddened from the contact.

“Well? Did you feel anything or was this just a form of petty revenge,” his face looks annoyed, but there is a glimmer of curiosity in his ruby red eyes.

“I felt something briefly on the mark…I don’t really understand it. First the Evol linkage and now this. Are you sure you also don’t have one of these marks somewhere?”

His eyes light up a bit as his expression turns more devious, “You’re free to do a full body search if you don’t believe me kitten.”

I shiver as he leans in closer to me and the purr of his deep voice rattles my nerves as it feels like a kindling of a fire in my stomach in a response to his sultry voice.

“Get rid of it,” I said through gritted teeth, trying not to give my feelings away.

I can feel his smirk against my neck as he places sensual kisses against it, “Oh? What exactly do you mean by that sweetie? Use your words…”

I sighed and held up our attached hands, “This. The linkage, I want you to get rid of it.”

He pulled away from my neck to brush his thumb across my cheek, “Well we only know of one way to get rid of it,” he quirks a brow at me, “Are you sure you want it?”

I grunt in frustration, “There has to be some other way for this thing to go away. What if I’m not in the mood to fuck you?”

“Oh? Should I go get you a glass of wine, maybe that’ll put you in the mood.”

“That was a relapse in judgment, I shouldn't have given in to temptation when I don’t exactly have all the answers here…”

Sylus sits on my bed and since we’re attached I’m forced to sit with him, “Well you seemed to enjoy yourself…Why deny yourself? Is being with me so wrong?”

I couldn’t answer that right away, while I wasn’t technically doing anything wrong, I felt a bit wrong sleeping with someone who was in charge of an evil crime syndicate.

He props a knee up and holds his face in his free hand as he observes me, “Are you just guilty because you have feelings for another?”

“Shut the fuck up.”

“So it is true,” his face had no inch of humor or amusement in it.

I’ll get rid of this linkage…

Spurred on by my intense feelings of frustration, I decide to straddle his lap and push my lips to his. He freezes at first but then hurriedly melts as his lips try to match my intensity.

The room instantly got hotter and with one hand I began to strip my top off as I kept my mouth on his. He growled into my mouth and the vibration of his deep purr lit a fire in my belly. Feeling him grow hard underneath me brought on a whirlwind of emotions.

We parted lips to catch our breath and strip our clothes, as I was pawing at the belt on his pants he grabbed my marked wrist and brought it to his mouth as he bit the mark. Hard.

I moaned and rolled my head back as I felt the sting of his teeth piercing my skin. Any and all thoughts of reason left my body at that moment.

I wanted to hurt him. I wanted to fuck him. I straddled him like a feral cat in heat as our lips clashed in a burning heat of nothing but a means to release this tension between us. I finally looked down as I felt the blood drip from my wrist and he grabbed it with a bruising grip and licked it like it was his favorite red wine.

I moaned at the sight and bucked my hips into his. Sylus got the hint as he helped me remove his pants. I quickly rid myself of the last of my clothes and I went to taste my blood on his lips and moaned as the metallic taste on his tongue met mine.

I dragged my non-tethered and bleeding hand down his bare back, hoping to draw some of his blood, an eye for an eye, I thought.

Sylus meanwhile was guiding my hips as my now wet center was grinding against his hardness. He pulled away from my lips to suck on my neck and move his lips down my body.

I felt the budding of bruises against my skin, I growled in frustration, and leaned down to bite his shoulder.

Although my teeth weren't sharp enough to draw blood, I pulled away as I left a pretty mark of my teeth in his skin.

“Satisfied?” He asked as there was a smack of his lips detaching from my collar bone.

“Hell no,” I shoved him down on the bed, I stared into his burning red eyes as I shook my hips, “Need you…”

“So you’re in the mood now it seems.”

The tension in the air was that of two predators stalking one another. We both wanted it but neither wanted to address the fact that we shouldn’t. Well at least I felt like I shouldn’t. Sylus knew more about me than he let on, while that fact should be bothering me, my whole body felt like it was on fire.

This burning desire made me want to claim and be claimed by him, whatever spell I was under, I knew if we didn’t fuck this out that I would suffer. And as my body was dripping like a lake to his well endowed body part, I could give less than a shit about the details right now.

I arch my ass in the air as my mouth makes it way up his well carved abdomen, until I get to his neck and bite his earlobe as I whisper, “Fuck me like you mean it.”

Without missing a beat he grips my hips with one hand and slams my body down to fully take him in one thrust.

I scratch down his chest and moan at this full feeling. I laugh a bit at the absurdity and depravity of the situation as I start grinding my hips back and forth.

He whispers my name like a prayer and I set my own pace and take all the pleasure I can get from him inside of me. I glance down and see the bloodied mark on my wrist is lit up, I hold it to his lips, “Kiss it better.”

He smirks as his tongue laps at the blood on my wrist, the sight spurs me on as both me and him quicken our thrusts.

I do nothing but moan and cry out as Sylus thrusts upwards and hits one of my sensitive spots. I lean my chest down to lay on top of him as he’s still thrusting in me.

I close my eyes and I swear I feel our heartbeats sync up, that paired with his deep grunts in my ear, and the feeling of pleasure from my lower half; I let go.

Feeling this indescribable ecstasy as my body tightens around his dick with my release, I look up at him, and my heart nearly swells as his expression is so soft and passionate.

The usual gruff and harsh lines of his face are slack and almost boyish as he closes his eyes shut and comes inside me.

Still panting, I glance down to see that our Evol linkage is still connected. I’m still attached to him as he looks down at me. His eyes are pleading down at me with an almost nostalgic emotion.

I don’t want to say anything, so I lean up and kiss him. This kiss isn’t as intense as the one before, this one almost feels loving. As his warm hands softly caress my body as if it’s made of glass, his mouth feels like he’s praising me.

I don’t know why, but I feel like I’ve just slept with a long time lover. It feels like we’ve done this a thousand times before and will do it a thousand times again.

As I pull away from the kiss I just lay my head on his chest and close my eyes listening to his heartbeat.

~~~~~~~~~~

I drifted off to sleep, but I’m disoriented as my dream feels so real. I can practically smell the spices in the air as I’m in a small, but lively village in the desert.

People speak kindly to me in a language I don’t register, I’m walking through the markets, the sights of different colorful fabrics hanging on a wire catch my eyes as I see them drifting in the breeze.

A tall man appears behind the fabric, I can’t make out his features, but as he appears I call to him with excitement and go to leap in his arms.

He whispers lovingly in my ears, he says words I can’t understand, but I can feel they’re full of love. He kisses up and down my cheeks and necks and I laugh.

As the sun shines on me and this man kisses my skin, I feel like I’m in heaven and my heart feels heavy as the dream shifts.

It’s night in this desert. I’m freezing. I glance down and my body is covered in a thin white dress, practically exposing my body for anyone who looks to see. My head is heavy as it’s covered in layers of what seems to be a veil. My hands are bound in chains.

I stare at the stars and pray. Everything seems fuzzy, suddenly I’m enveloped in darkness and the next thing I see is a beast with wings covered in blood standing over me.

The scene shifts once more and I’m staring down at my hands covered in blood, a knife in my hand. My vision is covered in tears and I hear a deep voice:

“You must press on.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I wake up with a start as I yell, “No!”

I’m covered in sweat and I’m shaking, Sylus who was next to me rises and hushes.

“Sweetie, sweetie, you’re alright,” he coos as he hugs me close to his chest. “It was just a nightmare.”

I’m frozen in shock as a tear drips down my face. I let the comfort of Sylus’s hands rubbing down my back wash away my worries.

I pull away from him to look at him, “What are you not telling me…”

He looks down and frowns, “I suppose with the linkage and the mark you’re seeing things I never thought you would.”

“Sylus you need to tell me what is going on or I think I might jump off a ledge from going insane…”

“I’ll tell you everything I can in the morning, for now you need to relax and rest…Okay sweetie?” He looks at me concerned as he keeps rubbing my back to calm me down.

I nod my head, “If you don’t I’m gonna hunt you down.”

He chuckles, “Cross my heart and hope to die kitten…Goodnight.”

I laid there for a few minutes before I calmed down and fell asleep in his arms. For the rest of the night I only had dreams of the sun and gentle kisses on my skin.

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