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Warnings: contains SLASH (malexmale relationship pairing), foul language, sexual content, SMUT scenes people! It all big smut scene.
Inspired by Shadowhunters (tv show), Mortal instruments-The city of bones (movie), book The Shadowhunter's Codex and book series The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare.
This will probably be one shot, so don't hold your breath for a sequel.
I thought of this and felt it was such a shame there isn't any fic like it:
My prompt: alpha!Clary and Jace/Simon
It's the shadowhunters thing
Clary claimed Simon
The pack instincts. The Alphas aren´t attracted to themselves.
the shadowhunters can claim mundanes and they are forced to accept
the chosen mundanes don't get ascended, they are kept in submissive roles
the alphas trousers, deltas usually clothed in dresses in formal events (in opposite to usual Omega verse, there aren't any biological changes)
the deltas (submissives) rarely fight, their role is taking care of family business, house and children
The Clave is ecstatic that Jace is a Morgentern, its old line and they wanted it back
The Happily Ever After
Jace wanted to get lost. Just crumble into a million fragments. Jace Wayland, a good shadowhunter, a good son, a good man. It felt like such a lie. He always knew that he wasn't as good as others thought about him. He basked when Maryse´s attention was on him and Alec was the second best, he loved to take a lead and have the Lightwood scion obey him, to show others that he is the leader. He loved the rush of fight, he doesn't give a fuck about bystanders when fighting, he just wants to tear his opponent apart and slice him to chunks. The rush he felt as he stood drenched in blood above the corpse of his foe was unexplainable. Everyone always praised him on his abilities, even when he broke the rules, they just given him lecture to try to control himself better and that was it. They just smiled indulgently and said that when he gets older his alpha instincts will settle.
Alpha instincts. That's what they called it. History record shows that when the angel Raziel mixed his blood with the Jonathan Shadowhunter, Jonathan and his companions changed. They got the advantages like their abilities with runes, but they got instincts too. They named it Pack instincts. Everyone was influenced differently, these who barely were, has been called betas. Betas were similar to mundanes, normal people. Omegas have more peaceful dispersion, they were drawn to the orders of Iron sister and Silent brothers. Helping the fight but avoiding the frontline. Betas and omegas are valued members of shadowhunters. They aren't treated badly or differently as it may seems. It's just as mundane man and women treatment in the Mundane world. They have the same rights and same obligations. Alphas on the other hand are the most valuable. Theirs runes are stronger, and it makes them the best fighters. Think about it? Runes are used for everything for example the sight, durability, strength and speed. So they do have preferable treatment and more concessions.
Even trough, they have a mission to protect the mundanes from knowing about the Shadow World, they are exception. It was shown that Alphas are the worst in controlling their instincts. Their darker nature which makes them so excellent fighters, makes them be aggressive and unpredictable too. In the careful study it was shown that one of the options to make them more peaceful is having a mate. Now they can freely choose between betas and omegas and if their case is judged like a priority line (that means that their family line is threatened. Be it because rest of the family is death, they are exiled or they left and were stripped of their family name, etc.), they can request intervention. The intervention volunteers several options.
The first is common and used often. The Clave will employ matchmaker and organize meeting between requesting Alpha and the chosen ones until the mate is selected. The second opinion is in an almost none existed use. The Alpha have chosen someone from Iron sisters or Silent brothers, in which case they are ejected from theirs orders and made available to mate. It is oblivious why it's so rarely used. The special runes which the work of theirs orders needs mutilates their bodies, so they aren't very attractive. The final option was very popular in the past when they were in even more decrease of shadowhunters and is widely accepted. The Alpha has chosen the mundane and take him as his mate. The submissive mate is then called delta. The Deltas don't have to give their consent, as they don't have necessary knowledge of real world, their Alpha´s word is final and to prevent the possibility of their loss they have been forbidden the Ascension (It means they can´t drink from the Mortal cup and become shadowhunters. Nobody can know if the mundane become one or die).
It might seem barbaric but there are reasons for these actions. The Alphas with the deltas are in more control and very effective, to make sure that the alphas mundane´s fieriest protectors are capable to act, the mundanes have to sacrifice one for the good of all. The chosen weren't brought up in the Shadow World, shadowhunters are learning about it from childhood and some things are for them just commonplace, they don´t know any rules and their new obligations (for example the vampire glamour being thing. Vampires can make them do anything even spy, give them entire family fortune, kill themselves). The third reason is for the chosen mundane´s protection. It is proved that what attracted the Alpha to his chosen mundane, attract to him a downloaders too (without the shadowhunter´s claim, it's a big possibility that the mundane will be turned or otherwise harmed). These mates aren't obligated to fight, the best describes their role is the term "the house wife". Indeed, they are the caretakers of children and households.
Now that he knows whose son he is, it's like the burden lifted. He always felt like he´s letting his father down by not being good enough. Now no more pretending and trying to live to everyone expectations. He will do what he wants and damn the consequences.
No more hiding and worrying about the others finding out about his actions. He constantly took a full advantage of his position and sneaked out, looked for fights and fucked with savagery. Oh the sex?! Don't get him started. He hit puberty and very quickly found out that his good looks will get him almost everyone he wants. He dirtied daddies little angels and golden boys, he made the sluts and Casanovas fall for him and made the downworlders forget his reputation and give him shot. He seduced them, fucked them, used them to his leisure and left them broken hearted. How no one knew? It was easy, he threatened them, sometimes he blackmailed them with things he made them do or the things they entrusted him with, he intimated then and in the end no one dared to say anything. He had enjoyed himself, but truthfully wanted more, always more and he kept searching for it. He didn't find anyone to make him want to stop till he met Simon.
When he first met him, he scoffed and couldn´t understand what Clary sees in him or that was what he told himself. He couldn´t help himself and reeled him up. He liked how he turned red, how he submissively casted his eyes down and how he always backed down. It made him wanted to hunt him so much more. He was tempted to make a move but he was distracted by their situation. The clusterfuck with the Mortal cup was now behind him but everything changed. He found out, he is not Wayland but Morgenstern. He has a family, a sister. There was some connection immediately between Clary and him. It was like he didn't know he missed something and now he is complete.
He was mistaken, they are so very different. Clary was a kind heartfelt girl who tried her best to protect everyone. She didn't have his darkness inside of her. It wasn't fair. He couldn´t help but resent her. In a few moments she had Isabelle wrapped around her finger and with Isabelle she started to influence Alec. He wouldn´t even dream of going out with a downworlder before her. Their father couldn´t be bothered with him but he proudly told the whole Shadow World that she is his daughter. Their mother abandoned him without second thought but made sure to lovingly raise her. He had to sweat tears and blood to get where he is and she got everything on silver tray. He clenched his fists when he thought about it. The worst thing is that he would have been all right with it if it wasn't for Simon. That Mundie got under his skin. Deep inside he knows that he is the one, his true mate. But like everything she stole him from him and that is something he won´t ever forgive her for.
It was a torture to be around her. To see his friend and family cozy to her, to see her holding him. He doesn´t know if when he finally snapped he would kill her or Simon. And part of him, the part that says if he won't be mine he won't be anyone else's, felt dark satisfaction. He had to leave before he does something irreversible.
He packed his things and wrote letters to say goodbye. He gave some bullshit excuse of going finding himself and needing his space. Like always Clary did get in his way and he was becoming fed up with her fast.
Clary didn't allow him to take his bag "you can't do this, you can't go to Valentine". Jace teared the bag out from her hands and went to the door "watch me". "I know why are you doing this, you think you will be free with Valentine but you won't be. He is a monster, he´ll use you up and then toss you out" called out Clary determined to make him stay. "So he´s like me then, we´ll get along" replied Jace. "No, you have a people who care about you. You have a home here" tried to persuade him "what about Isabelle and Alec, how do you think they will feel?". "They are strong. They´ll get over it". She was at the end of a rope "what about me and our mother, are you going to abandon this family? You don't want to do that. Mum regretted leaving you so much. And me? What about me? I know you felt it like I did. Like I have met someone who completely gets me and accepts me". Jace scorned "Yeah, that was my mistake. Truth is you aren't the same like me, you´re your mothers daughter and I am son of my father. You couldn't possibility understand what is to be like me. If you knew me, you would have been horrified. With a few exceptions I don't care worth damn about the others. I love ripping people to sheds and showing them their places. Alec is really lucky that we had grown up together" he send her a malicious grin" if we didn't I would have taken him on his offer long time ago. Surprised that I know about his crush? Why, he's just so oblivious? He isn't the first or will be the last to like me. Oh, I had so many, I just love using them and leaving them devastated. As if any on them is worth me, pathetic sluts. See, I am just like Valentine, it will be better for all of us if I just go where I belong". Jace felt relief when he said all that he held inside of himself for so long. With a light heart, he took hold of the handle. "Stop" quietly said Clary, something in her voice made him turn around. Clary sat with crossed legs on his bed and relaxed "I was a horrible child. Everything had to be how I wanted it and if it wasn't I threw a fit. I was a terror, kicking, screaming, biting, what have you. When I got to school, I suddenly became an angel. My mom was happy, she thought I was just lonely and that now with friends I was content. It wasn't like that, I just found out better way to get what I want. I become known as a good kind girl and teacher were more likely to let a few thing slide, I gave compliment to another girl and she let me borrow her pen, I did batt my lashes at a boy and get snack. It was so easy to learn how to manipulate everyone. Soon I become the most popular girl. With a catty comment I made a girl outcast, with a sincere smile I made best friends become bitter enemies. In the end they still did what I wanted but now they did it voluntary" when she saw him take step closer, she smiled " see we are similar. I too have a dark side".
She could see how he wavered "you know, the story how Simon and I got together? Our love story, when the best friend guy next door falls in love with a popular girl and he plans to declare his love in the cheese romantic fashion? When he buys a dozen roses and learned to cook just for the occasion, when he lights scented candles and drown his bet in rose petals, when he is so happy to find out his feeling are reciprocated and they become high school sweethearts". He grimaced, He heard the story from Isabelle, who thought it was so romantic and moaned about her love life. "I´ll tell you a little secret, it wasn't like that. I have met Simon in a kindergarten, I didn't want to be around these snot faced brats and when I saw him in a corned quietly coloring I sat myself down beside him and told him, we are best friends from now on. He was timid shy person, I liked that. I made him to give me his pocked money, his favorite toy, carry my books and generally be my slave. One day Lucas Breakrer hit him and broke his glasses, I felt such a rage, I broke his nose. It was a moment when I knew that Simon is mine, fragile and I have to take care of him. I made myself friends who will freighted away the bullies. I made sure he eats healthy and does his homework. I told him who to talk to, what to wear, what to eat and even when go to sleep. Our mothers thought it's very sweet and I had made sure to hide full scope of things. One day Sarah Matwews asked Simon out" she flashed her teeth "he was so excited. The same night Sarah had an accident, she was hit by train in the metro. I was a good friend and comforted him, but I knew I wanted to be more than that and I always get what I want. I gradually displaced all other girls in his life, I was being kind and started flirting with him. There was only one error, Simon knew me too well to be fooled. He started to avoid me. I wanted to give him a time to get used to our new circumstances but then I found out he was on a date from a friend. I followed him and saw him with that slut. Her dirty disgusting hand were touching him, I couldn't bare it. I was being patient and understanding and he is doing this in return? That night there was another accident.
I planned my next step carefully. I made sure that his mother have a double shift in work and that he will be alone. I cut school and prepared for the new begging of our lives. It was me who cooked and prepared the bedroom. He was surprised to see me in his house. But I had arranged and used an excuse that his mother was babysitting me for that day. I earlier said to my mum the same and she was used to me having sleepovers, so she was fine with it. I got him a dinner and something to relax him. When he drank a soda, he fell asleep. I quickly moved him to the bedroom, where played romantic music and lightened candles illuminated walls. I put him on the bed covered with a rose petals and strapped his hands and legs to it. The drug I used wasn't very strong and he awoke in short time. He was so scared, can you believe he even threatened me? I stripped him. I couldn´t resist and kissed every piece of skin I uncovered. I made sure to be gentle, it was his first time after all and we would have a lot of time for a kinkier stuff latter. He begged and pleaded so sweetly. I took these trembling lips and bit them, I had to punish them for lying. And they were, telling me that he doesn't want this when his body shook in ardor and moans were heard even when he tried not to make a sound. Finely I did what we both wanted so much. I straddled his hips and took him inside me. It felt so good, he filled me so perfectly. I started to move my hips upside down slowly at first but I couldn´t control myself and soon was roughly ramming myself on his cock. I felt him cum and moaned, my orgasm taking over me. I licked his tears from his cheeks and whispered that now we were one. I let him out and he tried to throw me out. Silly boy. I took out a camera I had hidden in the room. He went so pale when I have said to him that I had filmed everything but that I can make it seem like he had raped me. And who will take his word over mine? He collapsed on the bed and I pulled him closer, snuggled with him under the covers and promised him that as long he will be good I will take care of him. After all he has always been mine, this just made it official. Next day we come out as boyfriend-girlfriend".
Jace couldn't help himself, he became aroused. He could image that scenario easily. Clary took his hand and squeezed "please don't go Jace. I don't want to lose the only one who truly understands me". He heaved a sign "all right, little sister, I won't". The rest of the night they spent lying down beside the other and telling their deepest secret, their deepest thought and wishes and when the morning come they felt like the other is more than a sibling, like a part of their own soul.
Before they went to get a breakfast, there was one thing that Clary had to know "what about Simon? I saw you watching him". Jace froze "I wasn't". She raised her eyebrow "I know what I saw. I need to know if we will have a problem. If you don't like him just say so, I will make sure that you will have the least contact as possible". "Just forget it, everything is fine" grumbled Jace who started to get pissed again when he thought about Clary keeping Simon to herself. She stared at him pensively "Or do you like him maybe too much?". Jace tensed and Clary´s face reflected realization "You do! It all makes a sense now". "Look I don't really need the talk about leaving him alone, okay?". Clary stared at him for a moment and then she cuffed his head "idiot, why haven´t you just said so? Is it serious or just temporary fascination?". "It isn't anything temporary, if you didn't claim him I would have" bristled Jace at the thought that Simon is someone to have fun with and then to be thrown out like the other used whores.
"Do you hate me Jace? Will you hurt me if I don't relinquish my claim?" she attentively watched him and noticed how he swallowed and avoided her eyes " you will!". Instead of angry she sounded only surprised. The thing is he couldn´t promise not to hurt her, when his every molecule is screaming at him to kill her and claim Simon. "If it was yesterday I would have made sure to destroy you but now? You know me better than anyone. All the good and bad things I did and you didn't pull away. You are my other half, Jace. It makes a sense that you will want Simon as much as I do. Falling for him, it´s something I can understand, something I can forgive you." here she leaned to him "Simon is the most important person in my life. I made him my priority, his happiness and safety is everything to me. So if you want just another bed notch I warn you to avoid him because if I find out you used him like that I will kill you. But if you truly feel like I do, I think we should share". He jerked and startled looked in her eyes "what?". "You heard me, we should share. I know you are very capable and you can take care of him when I am not able to. You are the best around and Simon deserves only the best. And most importantly you can help me to make him be unable to leave". He felt her wicked smile reflected on his face "you know it´s unorthodox but it is known to happen, the alphas sharing the delta". He felt on the cloud nine, he didn't feel any jealously. Clary was right, she was like his extension and the thought of the others having Simon filled him with a murderous rage but the thought of her taking Simon didn't make him spiteful, he felt only excitement for his turn. They understood each other perfectly and when they on that day walked to the kitchen together, they were fully in sync.
They couldn't stop smiling all day and the others commented on their good mood. They impatiently waited for the night to fall and the sealing of their pact. When it was time to say goodnight, Clary has given him the arranged signal. He got up and made his way to her room where he proceeded to hide behind a curtain.
Clary dragged Simon to her room and made sure to lock the door behind her. She pulled him to a kiss and slipped her hand under his shirt. "Clary, can´t we not. I have a headache" whispered Simon. "Oh, I will make you forget all about it, besides didn't you miss me? I know I have missed having your gorgeous body under me" she took his shirt of and pulled open his trousers. He stood there and shivered, his body was used to her touch and liked it, even if his mind rebelled. She pushed him on the bed and took his trousers off, he turned away his head and closed his eyes. He felt the weight pinning him down disappear and surprised opened them. He saw her get small box from a cabinet by the bed. His got full body blush when he recognized the box "I, can´t we do this like the usual, please?". She run her hair trough his hair and softly smiled at him "Oh darling, but we haven´t been together such a long time. The occasion needs something extra, don't you think so?". She opened the box and pulled it next to her on the bed. She climbed on him and gave him gentle kiss, her hand were all over him and made him quake. She knew all his weak points and worked them ruthlessly to make him moan. She slowly licked down his chest and nuzzled his crotch. His helplessly clutched the sheets when she took him in her mouth. His body moved out of his control and only her strong hands made him be still. Her right hand moved to his underbelly and shove him down while her other hand for a moment disappeared. He heard a cap being opened and braced himself. Clary pulled away from his quickening body and bended and opened his legs. He felt her warm breath on his thigh, one of her hand kept stoking his a knee while the other was introducing a wet finger to his body "relax, darling, just relax" she added another "you are so stunning like this. It makes me remember the first time I´ve used a strap on. You were so sure you won't like it but I convinced you in the end, right?" he let out a tiny whisper when felt her hot gaze and she impatiently added another two fingers. She crooked them and touched the spot which made him see stars. She moved her hand so tortuously slowly, Simon begged her to move faster but she didn't. When she was satisfied that he is ready, she let go of him and put a dildo from the box. She positioned herself so that she can easily fuck him with it and give him blown job too. With all the simulation it can't be a surprise that he come swiftly. He breathed raggedly, coming down from aftershocks. Simon hoped that it was it but knew very well that it´s only a beginning. Clary loved to play with him, make him come so many times so that he ends like shaking and helpless dirty mess. His suspicion came true when he felt as she began to move the dildo again, her free hand roamed all over his body and her eyes attentively categorized his reactions "so pretty, you are so pretty. I love your skin, so smooth and tasty. And it´s mine, you are all mine, aren´t you?" she roughly twisted her hand and made him scream as his oversensitive body came from zero to one hundred percent ready for the next round. "Look at yourself Simon, that gorgeous body knows what it wants, what it needs. Don't worry I will make sure you get what you need like always".
"He´s ready" she said when she pulled the dildo from him and climbed off. "What?" whispered Simon unsteady when he saw Jace standing next to her. He avoided his hungry look and asked Clary what is happening. She smiled reassuringly "I am getting you what you need, Simon, as I have said. It's clear you need more attention than I have been able to provide. But don't worry, we will make sure you won't be neglected ever again". "No, no. Let go of me!" Simon struggled but Jace was too strong. Clary laid beside Simon and took his wrists in one hand to hold him down while her other hand took hold of his head by his hair and pulled him to kiss, swallowing every moan, every whisper. Jace traced Simon´s body by his calloused hands and his hungry mouth was leaving bruises and bite-marks everywhere. He felt his fingers in him and tried to scream. His body demanded more, his legs reluctantly opened wider and he couldn´t stop his moan. His body didn't care that he don't want any of it, it encouraged him to give in, give in and let them use him as they seem fit. After years of Clary fucking him, it has gotten used to it.
"Such a good boy, so fucking beautiful" he recognized Jace´s voice saying these words but didn't have time to react. Jace and Clary grasped him and positioned him to suit their needs. Clary was down on her back with her hands pulling his above to bedpost and making them immobile, with her legs wide open and inviting him to her wet warmth. When he got inside of her, he let out breathless sign and she watched him with satisfied look. He felt Jace´s hot breath on his neck, his strong hands on his hips and his hard cock in him. He couldn´t do anything, he was trapped. When Jace and Clary moved, he moved too and he couldn't stop it. The only thing he could do was to feel how their firm bodies are taking him closer and closer to ecstasy. When he felt Jace cum and bite his shoulder, his orgasm was wretched from him, it was what took over the edge Clary.
After he calmed down, he found himself sandwiched between them. They were caressing him and giving him little kisses. He felt so dirty and disgusting and tried to pull away. "None of that" said Clary firmly. "You have had you fun, now I want to go, please" whispered Simon in tears. Jace made him look in his eyes with a hand on his chin "shh, where would you go? You belong right here. Don´t you feel it? How protected and cherished you are". "Then I think it´s better that we show him, don´t you think so, Jace?" purred Clary and Jace gained naughty grin. "I couldn´t agree more" and with that they pounced on him.
Simon sat silently at the breakfast table and played with his food. "Here" Jace gave him a cut orange "for the energy" he had the insolence to wink at him. When he put his hand on the back of his chair, he moved away from him, Jace´s smile slipped, he touched his thing and whispered to his ear "now, Simon, be a good boy or I will have to punish you" he whined while Jace watched with a wicked grin how he tried not to moan when his hand stroked Simon´s cock under the table. Clary looked at him aroused and he knew she won´t be any help.
"The Clave sends the representative. They think it´s time to take care of Morgenstern estate" said Isabelle eating pancakes with strawberry syrup. "Good, it´s a good timing. We would have to set a meeting with an official anyway" said Jace. It was enough to pull Alec from his papers and he raised his head "Oh, why?". "To register Simon as our submissive, of course" replied Clary and watched how her news shocked the room. "Oh, well congratulation, I guess we should have known, it is like that. And hey, now The Clave should get us off without the reprimand if instead to rescuing random mundane you rescued your delta" Alec felt optimistic. He didn't let it show, but he was really worried about the aftermath of them breaking to vampire territory. Now he was relived, everyone knows that deltas are to not be touched, they will probably get away with a slap on the wrist. Isabelle was distracted by something else "Our Clary?". "Yeah, mine and Jace´s" dropped the bomb redhead. Isabelle with wide hopeful eyes asked "Truly? You aren´t joking, right?". "No, Izzy, we are completely serious" she squealed and rushed to hug Jace. Alec patted him on the back with slightly sad smile "congratulation, parabatai, may you find happiness in this endeavor". "See how happy our friends are Simon" Clary clung to his arm and kept sending smiles everywhere. "Wait a minute! What are you talking about?!" cried Simon trying to let himself be heard. "Think about it like a marriage, its closer equivalent to the Mundane world" explained Alec who didn´t notice anything wrong. "What! A marriage! I didn´t consented to that" Simon hopelessly tried to let his opinion be known. Isabella was thinking about all wedding preparations she had to make and thoughtlessly said "that hickey and a limp is saying something different". Simon was mortified. She continued "don´t worry, you don´t have to do anything. I will organize everything. Mundanes don´t have a say in it anyway". Like his concern was that he would somehow mess a wedding. She saw his face and got brilliant idea "you know, I think I know where the book about it is. Come on, I show you, you really don't have anything to be afraid of" Izzy dragged him to the enormous library and put in his hand a thin book. Hoping to find the answers, he opened it and read it. When he was done, his hopes were crashed. Isabelle was right, even if she didn´t mean it like it sounded, truth is he really doesn´t have any say in this.
Isabelle came back with full arms and asked about his measures. It was so random, he just stared at her. "Come on, Simon. Get with a program. You know Jace as I do. Does he look like a type to keep waiting? No, I have to get everything together to make a wedding fitting scions of old important shadowhunters line. Now that he´s head of his family, The Clave would want him wedded with all pomp, and I won´t let him be embarrassed". Simon started "What do you mean? Jace isn´t a head of his family!" it was the only thing he has found that could freed him.
The patriarch or matriarch can refuse the match. Given that patriarch is Valentine and he is all for pure blood, he will surely disagree. And in his absence his wife could stand instead of him and refuse too. He was certain that given a chance he can convince Jocelyn. Isabelle looked at him uncertain "well, Jace is the oldest son that makes him a head of his family. Valentine was exiled and striped of his position. Jocelyn left, these who leave aren´t looked at kindly, they have to sever all contact with the Shadow World and they aren´t afforded the protections to mundanes. Jace is now patriarch of the Morgernstern family". She asked him a few more question and he answered automatically. "You will look absolutely stunning in that dress, I promise. I know mundane men aren´t used to wearing dresses but you´ll get used to it. After all it´s a small sacrifice to pay for yours happily ever after, right?" she floated out of the room while he sat staring at the bulk of wedding magazines.
He took a deep breath and reached for one. He wasn´t a fool, he knew exactly when he was beaten and didn't delude himself with a false hope. The wedding will go on, he would marry and he will be forced to leave all he has ever known behind. He wanted to scream, to shout that it's not fair but knew it would be futile. The only think he could do is succumb gracefully and hope to find some happiness in this nightmare.
Author note: If you liked it you would probably like Iyrin's Daughter by Siavahda too. It was originally in Mortal Instruments category but the author made it original work fic. I love this author and fully recommend her to all who like Jace/Simon fics. Check it out.