Some information fist:
1. This is my first fanfic and I have absolutely no idea why I wrote it and why it's kinda well, slutty.
2. I have no real idea how this stuff works, so here it is
3. It does have mature content and you should only read it if you feel up for some untouchable content
Alexander Lightwood is my boyfriend. I laugh to myself. We have been dating for the past three years. Our relationship is not monogamous. I know it, he knows it, and see knows it. They do not know it. Alec is a man anyone would want in their bed, but only if they were gay or if they were me. Alec and I had started going over roughly three years ago and it didn't take long to for us to fall in 'love.' I remember one day waking up and realizing that I love Alec, but not in the sweaty-palm, unreasonably giddy, and stupidly nervous love. He feels the same way. Neither one of us could function without the other though, we had tried and two years of being dependent on one another had made it impossible to function with the other there like some sort of security blanket. Because of this we decided to stay together but have an open relationship. I knew about this, he knew about this, and his sister (my best friend) knew about it. His parents didn't know about it. Neither did mine. It was not something they needed to know. Alec is gay, except with me. Odd, I know but him being gay doesn't stop us from hopping in bed every once in a while nor does it stop the tender caresses of his. It's just there and I don't have a problem with it. Things were going great, we were still together but saw other people on the side doing normal couply stuff like dates and everything, until a few nights ago. We were invited by his parents, Robert and Maryse Lightwood, to dinner with his sister Isabelle, his younger brother Max, and his adopted brother Jace.
We went to the restaurant that night, Alec looking stunning in a suit as always while I wore a simple but elegant gold dress, to eat. Everything was going smoothly and Alec began trailing his fingers up and down my thigh beneath the table and I couldn't help but want to jump him there when he smiles at me, but I see Jace's golden eyes flash down to Alec's hands and his expression suddenly morphs into something so emotional. Jace rarely showed such blatant emotions but when he did it was beautiful but startling. He looked jealous but I quickly shrugged it off and returned my attention to Maryse. She was going on about something that happened at her job earlier.
"You just wouldn't believe it. All of a sudden he dropped down on one knee and asked her to marry him. It was one of the most romantic things I have ever seen." She seemed to be swooning at the memory. I'm not the biggest fan of Maryse and Alec doesn't blame me. I'm glad he doesn't, it would make me feel worse.
"You know, Robert and I were just talking about when Alec here is going to pop the question to you." The world stopped moving and I share a quick glance with Alec. That one look conveys so many things I know what to do. I give a laugh and clutch onto his arm.
"You know, I have absolutely no idea if or when he'd ask but I don't think we need rings to proclaim our love." Alec smiles and brushes his lips against mine, a small spark courses through me and I realize how much I like kissing Alec. He says something to his parents, agreeing with me, but all I see is another flash of emotion from the usually void Jace. Anger this time.
"Clary. You don't think they suspect anything do you?" Alec asked, his breath warm against me ear. I curl up closer to him, shaking my head.
"No, I don't. I think they would have dropped a larger hint than talking about marriage. We have been together for three years, I guess that's the next thing they see." I bury my head in the crook of his neck, feeling his arms encircle me.
"I guess you're right. What do you think about it though, marriage?" I stay silent for a moment letting my finger roam lazily across his toned chest before looking up into his startling blue eyes that contrast so greatly with my emerald green ones. He gazes down at me with a curious expression and I realize I should answer him.
"I'd be faltered to marry you, Alec but I still don't see how a ring does anything. If you asked, I would say yes." He seemed to soften at my words and is kissing me passionately in response. Alec being gay doesn't change anything about him, about us, it makes times like this, where the passion is still there between the two of us, all the more interesting.