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:D Hi, guys! Jesus, it's been way too long. I fear my hiatus might be…gasp- permanent! I just love writing my own stuff too much. I fear I might be getting in too deep. So, yes, I might abandon all my stories and delete them, leaving only the one-shots. (So far, on my hiatus, I've written at least seven one-shots I haven't posted). If I ever finish the stories, I'll put them up, but never before then. I'm sorry, guys! I love you all, and I want to thank anyone who's even read so much as a word of mine, but…I just suck too bad at planning, honestly XD. Anyway, I didn't really put too much thought into this and I'm not impressed at all, but it's just a little two-shot I had fun loads of fun writing. It's rated M for sexual themes and suggestions, but nothing lemony or anything. ^.^ enjoy!
Sexting: Part I
Sex Slave
Alec Lightwood had never before cared to notice justhow close Mom and Magnus came in the alphabet. It was rather inconvenient, really. With his meager (nonexistent) amount of friends, they came right next to each other in his phone's contact list.
Yeah, Alec really hated that. However, no matter how intense his dislike, he paid it no mind as he absently tapped the M name.
With a red face, he typed.
Magnus had really tested him yesterday. Thinking he could get away with it, whispering those dirty things in his ear right in front of Alec's parents…. Of course, it was Alec who'd given them away, blushing furiously and dragging a snickering Magnus away to the broom closet in the hall (and behind very much closed doors).
But now it was time for payback. Alec knew that his boyfriend was with a client; of course, that only made the timing more perfect.
Alexander sat back with a smug smile and figuratively bloodied nose, feeling extremely satisfied with himself for having actually pressed send on the 'sext'. That is, until he got the call…
"Hello?"
"Alexander Gideon Lightwood!" His mother fumed. "What is the meaning of this text message? I am your mother, not your sex slave. Of all the stupid, inappropriate things…" Her voice was lost with the grumblings, but he got the gist. "Care to explain, young man?"
"Uh…"
Shit.