BL Smut One Shot

Sylvan x Jace

Disclaimer: This is hopefully gonna be a dark romance style one shot, so it's gonna be a dark theme. So be wary when you read; also be aware that it may contain; blood and violence. But never intentionally meaning to trigger anyone. It will also have mature language, which is all my stories, but, sadly, I have to put a disclaimer before my chapter begins. Also, if you don't know anything about BDSM even if it's the mildest part of BDSM please refrain from coming to my comments and spewing what you think you know. Thank you.

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The air was cooling down as November arrived with its cold weather. It's been years since I stepped foot in my hometown, and the chilling memories would bring back bittersweet moments. I had to come back to my home to tend to my sick mother. After her passing, I was alone.

When I ran into my old friend Sylvan, a childhood friend who was always by my side. I knew he had changed, the icy demeanor, the way his cold and dead eyes would peer at everyone with disdain, but yet when he stared at me I could see a glimmer of warmth.

Tonight, however, was no different. I was late getting off my shift. The murders happen at night, and, I can't control how long my shift lasts at my job. When I caught Sylvan in the act of brutally stabbing someone on the side of the road concealed by bushes and the streetlight across the road.

My breath hitched. It wasn't of fear, but it was of the way his muscles would constrict when he would pull back the knife, and some of the victim's blood would splatter away from the blade. "Sylvan," I whispered, my voice breaking the stillness of the night.

He halted in his attacks, the icy glint in his eyes turned to face me, he straightened up and all of his 6'0 height stalked towards me. "You shouldn't have seen that, my love" his voice half devoid of warmth, and filled with menace as he stopped in front of me. His blade rested at his side, and some of the blood dripped off the end. I never broke the eye contact he had so gracefully started.

I don't know who advanced first, but as we went in for a heated kiss, he grabbed my throat with his large hands and pushed me up against a solid privacy fence. The heated exchange was filled with gasps, whimpers, and fighting for dominance, but he emerged victorious. His fingers roamed my body, and the knife that he once had in my hand he let drop to the ground, in a fervor of his actions.

My hand had slipped under his blood-covered shirt, running a delicate finger over his skin in a teasing manner. As he growled, the noise sent shivers down my spine. We both tucked away behind bushes and against the privacy fence. "You do not know how long I have been waiting for you, Jace," Sylvan spoke, in a husky voice that spoke to his warmth that was still in his heart. Sylvan's hands pulled the shirt off, and in return, I removed his shirt, tossing it off into the bush. He let out a chuckle "Eager aren't we, Love?" He said as he nipped my neck. No doubt left his mark.

My cheeks flushed with color as he spoke, without further communication, he delved back into a heated kiss as he lowered us down onto the grass beside the bush, slowly easing the rest of our clothes off, laying stark naked in the dead of night, a good three feet away from the person he just brutally murdered. It should have disgusted me, disturbed me by that fact. But it pushed me further into this sick arousal that we are in. My hand snaked around his neck as he shifted me just enough to get him aligned with me.

"I will be as gentle as I can be..." He breathed in, fighting his thoughts as he slowly pushed his dick into my entrance, which drew out a sharp intake of breath from me. The initial shock of pain soon with his slow movements turned into pleasure as soft whimpers filled the cool night air. "Is that all my Dark Angel" Sylvan cooed as he began to quicken his pace. My body shifted as I let my moans fall off my lips. "Sylvan.." I breathed out a breathy moan, holding onto his body as his thrust shook my smaller frame.

He roughly shifted me over onto my belly, once again entering me as slowly as his willpower would let him. He didn't waste any time as he drilled into me. His hand tangled itself into my hair as he gave my head a sharp pull, just enough to send tingles of pain down my back as my back arched upwards towards him. His lips left feather-like kisses on the back of my neck, while teasingly grazing his teeth against the skin. enticing another soft moan from my throat as he groaned. "Your noises.. are like heaven in my dark world.." He said, "I am losing myself in it." I blushed at he is confession, as my body rocked forward roughly as he sped up his thrust, his hips grazing my skin just barely making contact with how relentless he was going.

The minutes, the moans, all turned to hours as the body was getting cold and rigid with rigor mortis, our moans became quicker than our climax was building, and he denied me one release as he bit my neck hard enough to bring out a bit of blood. "Now... cum.." He purred as he and I both released at the same time. Riding out the high, our bodies are warm and sweaty from the moment.

Sylvan slowly eased out of me, and with any resemblance of care, he helped me up and we both put our clothes on. "We need to get out of here, let's go back to my place, Love" Sylvan murmured as he gently took hold of my wrist, guiding me through the night like a thief with a prize. When we arrived at his house, that's where his true self which I have seen time and time again, a warm and caring side. He fed me, ran me a warm bath, and then cuddled me throughout the night.