Disclaimer: All characters belong to Cassandra Clare, I own nothing.

A/N: I am about to finish this story and there are only in total two chapters. I will post ch2 as soon as possible.

Chapter 1: "Bane"

The box was gone.

Alexander Lightwood counted the boxes scattered around his new flat, 22 out of 23. A box labeled "1", stuffed with toys lost during the moving process. All he could do was prayed that whoever found the box didn't know the owner.

It was a rough night. Alec, lying on his bed, could not get his hard-on away. He had guilty pleasure which he dared sharing, that he was a bottom. When it came to his "appetite"… he was greedy and he knew it. He usually fucked himself with the dildo four times a week. He just could not stop it. He loved being filled and with the toys it was easier to touch his prostate, too. He never realized it was a gift that he could cum hand-free until his first real sex with a real dick attached to a real man.

It started five years ago, a week before his 18th birthday when Alec finally gathered his guts to say that he was gay during dinner without the presence of their parents. In response to his statement, Jace cheered and took $100 bills from Isabelle. She scowled at him:" Why can't you wait after your birthday?" Alec honestly did not expect that his siblings knew he liked men (and secretly betting on when he came out).

After his speech, they actively encouraged (dragged) him to clubs and parties to let him have a taste of "being gay". Apparently they thought being gay meant a lifestyle composed of sex, sex, and sex. However, Alec did not approve. He thought he should wait for the right one, no screwing around. Jace and Isabelle respected his choice and decided nonetheless their innocent brother needed a push.

The morning after his birthday (which that night only featured a peaceful reading section with himself, thanked God), he found a brown long rectangular box laying on his nightstand. A note with Jace's writing placed on top of it.

"Alec:

Here is our present. Please make the best use of it. It is very expensive and we're only doing this 'coz you are our beloved big brother.

Jace & Isabelle XX"

He started to wonder if it was a prank but still he opened it.

And he closed it within a second.

It was a dildo.

Alec discovered this shop when he was exploring the city. He had been moved to Brooklyn for a month, working in a small book store and everything went as smooth as he had planned (except the missing box of course). It was a late night and he just left his work. Rambling through the streets, he found himself in a red light district. Men and women winking at potential customers.

Seeing people posing sexily made Alec blushed. He could never be as confident as they showing off his body. His eyes wandering to avoid eye contacts, surely did not want to be mistaken as a man looking for love.

Stores lined up along the path were selling sex-related goods and all had their own themes. S&M, leather, role-play costumes, you named it they had it. A store caught his attention. Unlike others it was simply decorated with a neon sigh "Bane" above the entrance in purple, shining as if glitters were sprayed on every inches of it. He thought, "I have come this far already. Today I'm buying a dildo, and everything in my life will be as perfect as it was." He made up his mind and walked in the door.

Alec might misunderstand the business nature of the store.

In sight, a beige chesterfield was on the left with a round mahogany table at front, magazines piled up tidily. On his right artworks were hung on the baby blue vintage-style wallpaper, most of them were sceneries but nude portraits were in the mix. They were not sexual, more about showing the fine physique of models. A counter was located right at the corner, next to the golden frames holding the paintings in place. Below those frames woods were burning in the fireplace. Some of them must be sandalwoods; Alec could smell it when he entered. A man walked out from the curtained door behind the counter after the sound of doorbell.

He seemed a bit shocked once laid eyes on Alec, but recovered soon. "How may I help you?"

Alec was fidgeting. "Um... I just... I thought this is selling adult things…? I want to buy a – thing. You know… for own pleasure." Alec wanted to slap himself right across the face and he swore to god if his mouth didn't stop spilling out words he would jump out of the window right after he got home. He could have just said I want to buy a dildo, thank you very much.

Alec felt a hand landed on his shoulder, petting softly as the man spoke. "Let me introduce myself. Magnus Bane, the owner of this magnificent shop. Are you invited by Aline? She said I shall be expecting a friend of her around 9." Alec looked him in the eyes, a pair of yellow-green pupils staring right back, as if they could reach into his soul. Out of habit Alec licked his lips. "No I don't know any Aline."

Magnus Bane narrowed his eyes and held Alec close. "Oh… It doesn't matter. Latecomer is not tolerated." He slowly led Alex towards the door and he just followed him like it was his nature to obey Magnus. "You are right; the goods I am selling are for sexual purposes. I know the decorations can be confusing but I prefer it this way. And may I ask what your name is?" They were so close that Alec could feel the vibration of Magnus' chest when he purring out those words.

"Alexander Light – Alec. What's behind the door?" His voice was coated with uncertainty; Magnus noticed right away and assured him that he was doing legal business, not cutting people to steal their organs and sell in black market: "I know you are talking about devices that can meet your sexual desire. Through I told you I don't bite, with such a tempting prey like you the sleeping monster inside me is awoken to kneel for you, delicious."

Stop. How was it possible for one to talk about dildo in such high-class way, flirting and at the same time be attractive as hell? Oh Magnus Bane, what are you?

When Magnus opened the door, he made an announcement. "Welcome to the wonderland, Alexander."