I wrote 3 Ds. Decorating, December and then Dancing. Decorating was a bit off...It's left half-finished. December was too...Sober. And then we have Dancing!

Warning: DSS. Meaning: Dirty Sexy Scene.


D is for (Dirty) Dancing

"Clary wants to do this dance that mundanes do in their wedding." Jace had said, his golden eyes hard as he stared at Alec across the table.

Alec took a sip of his soda, waiting. "And?"

"And if I want to get married before I die then yes, we are going to do some mundane dancing." Jace pushed, teeth gritting.

"Not very happy about that, are you?" Alec asked with a small smile. Trust Jace to get anything done for Clary. It was sweet. And Alec was having too much of a kick at all of this.

"I'm ecstatic, Alec! But it's so last minute and as amazing I am a dancer and-"

"Jace, just say it."

"You have to learn the dance, too." Jace, by then, had looked at his drink and Alec tried not to choke.

"No way! I don't dance!"

"Magnus said he loved mundane dances in weddings and he loves you and you him and I thought: His agreement would count double. For Alec's." Jace slammed both his hands on the table and stood up, smiling – a hard and thin smile at Alec.

"Alec, I love you and I know you're not gonna deny me of my happiness and if my short fiancé-slash-wife-to-be-in-five-days wants a dance number then you are going to dance in my wedding with your boy-friend and if you don't go through with it then you're not only breaking Magnus's heart, you're also breaking my heart."

Unbelievable. Alec looked up at him, mouth hanging open and eyes wide.

"Yep, didn't think you'd turn it down. Love you, bro."


"Don't mundanes do the same dances Shadowhunters do?" Alec grumbled as Magnus took hold of his hand and lifted it higher, steadying him.

"There's obviously a hidden battle when Shadowhunters dance. Like they're planning on jumping on each other the moment they do a turn. And hush, Alec. You're learning how to dance."

"But I don't want to. Can't I just sit and clap and congratulate them?" Magnus's hold on his hand tightened and Alec visibly paled.

Not that he was scared of Magnus's anger or anything. Or of the warlock's disappointment. Or ever scared of letting him down. No, he wasn't scared. Terrified. Pfft. 'Course he wasn't.

"Alexander Lightwood-"

"We're trying to dance but there's no music?"


Step. Step. Step. Back. Step. Turn. Side-step. Kiss your partner.

What?

"Wait, is this part of the-?"

"Yes, it is. It's our dance, remember?" Magnus whispered through the kiss, his hands coming up Alec's shirt.

He took a step closer and brought them chest to chest and Alec would have preferred to die than breathe then because both the proximity and the kiss was simply breath taking and enough for a sweet death.

When the music suddenly changed, dropped down to a more sensual tune, Magnus met Alec's gaze.

"Is the music really necessary-Oh." Magnus, by then, had swung one leg and wrapped it around Alec's waist and Alec's hands found their way back to Magnus's lower back, gripping him for a moment before drawing them even closer, lips barely touching yet so close. So close it ached, the distance.

Magnus pressed an open mouthed kiss and Alec backed into a wall, felt the heat rise between them, the need for more contact and fewer clothes grew tenfold as the music picked up speed and Magnus tugged at his hair, his shirt now discarded and his hand running down Alec's chest.

When he swung his other leg around Alec's waist though and they both still had their pants on and the damn music was still on – Angel, can somebody please turn that off. It was seriously putting more 'hot' into the mood.

"Are we really going to dance like this on Saturday?" Alec murmured, turning around to press Magnus against the wall. Magnus responded with a kiss that lasted only for a second before he started down Alec's neck and really this was all dandy and they could probably dance all night if this was the case.

"Do you mind?" Magnus murmured, his kisses back to his cheek and Alec felt a shudder run through his body.

"No-"

"Great!" And then Alec felt Magnus's weight off him and he groaned out, clutching at Magnus's collar but the warlock was already pushing him off.

Alec was less than frustrated and uncomfortable at his current situation.

"By the Angel, Magnus, what the hell."

"If you want to do that little dance again then you have to learn this dance, darling. Hm, that was hot, though." Magnus walked back to the center of the living room – the furniture magically 'disappearing' for their practice.

"But you can't just stop and leave-"

"I can and if I have to endure this lack of action for the next twenty minutes then you can. Now be my cute little genius and learn the dance quick."

"And then what?"

"What do you want?" Magnus raised an eyebrow and Alec remembered the way their bodies had pressed against each other not thirty damned seconds ago and how Magnus's legs were wrapped around his waist.

"You can turn on the previous song again and…"

"You are adorable and insatiable."


Dirty Sexy Scene that wasn't finished! And the rating is - will still be T.

Anyway. I already have an idea for 'E'.

So yeah. Tell me what you thought about this chapter! Reviews are lovely. And cookies are great, too.