I know, some of you will hate me after that and the next chapter... I'm sorry? 😄 Sometimes I'm just cruel... Muhahaha!

Chapter 22

Alec's POV

I faintly heard the cheers and screams of the crowd in the arena. I had the possibility to collect one of the last candidates or Magnus, to watch them in a projection of the games activities. I sat on the bed, still covered in the remnants of Astaroth and Astarte and watched Magnus, the look of exhaustion in his face was overwhelming. I couldn't take my eyes off of the projection and fumbled at my (again) empty weapon belts without looking, trying to get out of them. I just pulled the shirt over my head when I saw that guy, he literally looked like an Angel. His blonde hair touched the small of his back, the soft curls swayed with the light wind. His green eyes were shining with pure joy and amusement, my stomach twisted with jealousy, but Magnus tried to get away from that man, taking a step back when this guy made a step forward. Magnus seemed to be... afraid? Magnus said his name, Rosier... Rosier... I tried to remember something about him, I knew a low rang, now fallen Angel with that name. What was he able to do, when a man like Asmodeus hired him? And they clearly knew each other from before.

Rosier's voice suited his appearance perfectly, it was smooth and low but manly and demanding at the same time. He explained that he had made the drug that influenced Magnus in that very moment and all about his behavior in front of Magnus told me, that they had been more than friends in the past. Magnus' fear seemed to switch into affection and desire from one second to the other. I saw Rosier touch Magnus almost lovingly, my fingers closed tightly in the white sheets of my bed, my knuckles turned white. Again I had to hear Magnus' moan without being the one who caused it. His mouth was slightly open, his lips quivering, it was an invitation I could've never resist... and Rosier didn't either. "Kiss me... I need to feel you... Please touch me..." Their lips connected and Magnus melted in Rosiers arms like ice in the sun. I stood up abruptly, pulling the sheets with me and throwing them onto the floor. It became visible who Asmodeus' favorite was, as Rosier got more time with Magnus than anybody else. "NO!... NO!" Rosiers hand slid under the golden chains on Magnus thigh and went under the material of the golden loincloth, the silky, caramel colored skin of Magnus' ass was visible between Rosiers kneading fingers. Magnus eagerly wrapped his legs around Rosiers waist, Rosier held him up, one hand still on his ass, the other on his back. He sank down to his knees and without breaking the kiss and the visible battle of their tongues, he laid Magnus down into the grass. He stayed at the comfortable space between Magnus' legs and his hips began to move down into Magnus' arousal. Magnus let his legs slide down to the ground and pushed himself up into Rosiel, meeting his thrusts.

The next thing I know is that I stood in front of the projection again, my fingers clutching around the body of a lamp tightly. The lamp was broken, the shade was gone, my hand was bleeding and my breath was heavy. My room was a mess... I let the lamp fall to the ground into the mixture of ripped bed sheets, a broken bedside table, a hidden silver tablet and broken glass and porcelain with food remnants. Everything had dots or stains from my blood on it, I looked at my hands, both were bloody and had some cuts on them. A door from the wardrobe was hanging crooked in only one hinge anymore and I maybe had kicked a hole into the wood... I let my hands glide through my hair, forming fists in it and let the pain calm me down as I sat down on the bed. Rosier was long gone, Magnus was walking away from the Vermithrall and in direction of the Hunger demon. I could see him over thinking what to do and although Magnus couldn't see him... I did. I jumped up again. Jace! Thank the Angel! They are here! A few seconds later my joy went down the drain as I heard this: "Holy shit! Come here and kiss me!" I understood that this was the possibility to end this game, Jace would be the fifth person to kiss Magnus and he was such a better opportunity than the Vermithrall or the Hunger, but... I didn't want to see... EW! I had to see that! "OHH! COME ON! ... YOU'RE STRAIGHT!.." I screamed into the projection but that didn't bother Magnus or Jace. I covered my mouth with my hand, feeling sick. I got over to the wardrobe and kicked the door out of the hinge completely. Jace pushed Magnus' leg up to his waist and went forward a few inches until Magnus' back was pressed against a hedge. Although I had spent years with waiting to get to hear Jaces moans, I would've done everything to not have to hear it now. "Don't you fucking dare to leave your mark on him, you parabatai traitor! And hands off of Magnus' ass!" I pointed at the Jace in the projection, I knew it was childish behavior, but I couldn't stop myself.

Jace's POV

Maryse was furious and I didn't expect anything other of her, after she heard that not only Magnus was missing anymore, but her son too. Luke and Jocelyn tried to calm her down, but I knew that's not possible. Catarina, Tessa and Jem took their place in the library and I haven't seen them for hours. We sat in our office when the door slammed against the wall and Jem entered the room. "We found a way to get into his realm!" We all stood up and followed him to the library on the way there, he explained what they found. "Aldous Nix tried to open a portal to the pandemonium in 1929. He succeeded but was killed before he could go into the void, Magnus was with him that day in the Hotel Dumont, which Aldous prepared over years only for this spell. Magnus archived the notes from Aldous Nix but never really got through them. Catarina and Tessa are trying to change the spell but we have to change the location for it, to Hotel Dumort, which means... we have to talk to the leader of the vampire clan. And... they have to leave the building for the time the spell is spoken, the last time a huge fire ball carbonized the grand staircase. The biggest problem is... it's a one way ticket. Even the portal Aldous Nix opened back then, would had let him through but it never came something out of it before Magnus could close it."

Maryse grabbed Jem's upper arm and stopped him from walking farther to the library. "What do you mean with one way ticket? How are we supposed to get him out of there then?" Jem shrugged and just answered: "We're working on that part, too." He turned around and pushed the doors to the library open. A few hours after reading books and notes, searching the internet, that was Simons part like always, Catarina and Tessa were sure they could get us to Nah'raz. But they wouldn't get us into a specific place, we could end up a days walk away from our target and it has to be one person after another. Tessa and Catarina gave us orders to find anything to fight, stop or blackmail Asmodeus and went to rest for the spell, they're gonna need all of their strength. I smiled inside myself, it was as if they were leading the institute, but it didn't bother me, I wanted my parabatai back, no matter what. Lily Chen gave her agreement to use the hotel for the spell but wanted to stay behind in the near of it and watch if everything went right. She somehow liked Alec a lot, and Clary, when something had to be discussed she went to one of them and I think she didn't want to loose one of the rare nephilim she could trust. Somehow Alec's relationship to a warlock heightened that trust, which I didn't really understand... I had have 'relationships' with vampires, faeries, mundanes... no matter. I shrugged and looked into the book again after rubbing my tired eyes.

We all went to rest a few hours in small groups and the next evening after sunset, we went to the Hotel Dumort. The vampires already left their sanctuary and Lily waited with us in the side street of the building. A portal opened behind us and Simon and Clary came through, I smiled and closed my arms around Clary, kissing her softly before locking our gazes. "Hey. How was Rome?"

I caressed her cheek, although she was only gone a few hours and the Rome Institute agreed to help, I missed her and was worried, but instead of Clary I heard Simon answering: "They were not very happy to give up on something so precious. It was a lot of talking and arguing, but we got what we need and the Institute helped us to form daggers out of it." He pushed his hand into his jacket and picked out a small glass vial, holding it up between his index finger and thumb to show it around. "And we got this. We have to prepare something to eat or a drink with it, maybe we can blackmail him, when he recognizes that we have something to really hurt him." I took the vial with the white-grey spattered powder and put it in my own jacket, before I took one of the daggers, too. "But we really can't tell you how Rome was, we only saw a few streets, nice weather, large buildings and old men." "Yeah, that sounds like Rome." I said and smiled down at Clary. "Only old, ugly men, yes?" She smiled back and answered: "We said old... not ugly." I grimaced and said: "Means you like old men?" "Maybe..." I leaned down and kissed her again until I heard how Lily cleared her throat.

We went inside and into the ballroom, where Simon was greeted with a kiss from Isabelle. Jem and Izzy who had helped to prepare the spell, got a dagger too, Clary already had one. We watched Catarina and Tessa as they spoke the last words and then we were sent away before they opened the portal with a bit of their blood. This time there was no fire ball raging through the entry hall and we could enter the hotel again. Catarina and Tessa stood in the middle of the ballroom, their hair flew around them uncontrolled and they had to fight against violent gusts of wind with their complete body to not get pulled back into the portal at the end of the large room. We went over to them, fighting against the wind ourselves and faintly heard Catarina's screamed words: "The spell was drafted to transfer you into an uncrowded area! So don't worry to be seen! But an uncrowded area could be two feet or thousand feet away from the next living form, get ready to fight immediately after your arrival!" Catarina lost her hold on one foot and I grabbed her arm to stabilize her again. "Now go! One after another!"

Jem went through first, Izzy followed a minute later, I screamed into Clary's direction that she should be careful before she went through the portal, after her it was Simon's and then my turn, after I reassured that Catarina had a good hold on the ground. I blinked into the daylight, so there was a time difference, before I could even see something again, I activated my seraph blade. I looked directly to a Vermithrall coming over to me. "Ew... Fuck!..." I tried to imitate Catarina's voice: "... you should land somewhere in the uncrowded space, don't worry haha..." "Jace?!" I turned around and a few feet away stood Magnus. Hey... that was fast. He looked like he had slaughtered some demons, all covered in black blood and other things, his clothes looked as if stolen from an egypt slave, gold chains decorated the skin on his breast and on his thighs, a gold bracelet was wrapped around his upper arm and the loincloth showed very clearly that he could be proud of what he had to offer. I gulped visibly and had to confess... he looked hot. "Holy shit! Come here and kiss me!" I smirked as I heard that and said: "Magnus! I knew some day you will give in and confess that you want me." I saw the Hunger demon a few feet behind Magnus, but there was always time for a sassy comment. It all changed the more Magnus came closer to me, I felt the urge to touch him again and this time there was no running away. Magnus pulled me to him and it felt so damn good to connect my lips with his. I moaned at the contact and let the seraph blade fall to the ground, I needed both hands to push Magnus deep into my embrace. His silky, hot skin felt wonderful under my calloused fingers, his fingers glided into my hair and pulled at it hard, making me moan. I let my tongue glide into his mouth, playing with his as my hand found its way under the cool chains and the fabric of the loincloth and grabbed his perfect round ass, pushing his leg up over my waist. I just couldn't stop myself, I wanted to feel him everywhere, I slowly pushed him back until his body was touching mine on every inch. I felt his erection pressed into my hip and I moved against him, not getting enough friction myself, but loving the hot moans floating into my mouth. My hand stayed on his ass, grabbing him firmly and holding him into place, my left hand laid on his back, the leaves and small branches of the hedge scratching over my skin and his naked back. The difference between his hot skin and the cool leaves was incredible. I heard the rustling of the hedge when Magnus tried to grab something other than me to steady him.

When I needed to breath, my lips slid down to his throat, my tongue gliding over his skin and the taste of it was like another explosion in my mouth. His moans echoed in my head, the most beautiful thing I ever heard, my hips met his, I sucked the soft skin of his neck into my mouth, tasting him even more, pressing him into me even more and then let my hand move lower, down to his thigh and under the loincloth. His hand slid under my jacket and shirt on my back, scratching nails let me suck even harder on his throat. The second I wanted to touch his dick... he was gone. I opened my eyes and tried to calm my breath down, I stood in front of Asmodeus! I grabbed... nothing. I looked down at my weapon belts, but they were empty, no seraph blades, no throwing knives, no sword, but as I patted my gear down, I felt the vial in my jacket and the hidden dagger. "There's no need to search for weapons, you will get them back, when I want to give them back to you." I tried to attack him, but I ran into a blue sparkling wall and was thrown back a few feet, falling to the ground. Asmodeus leaned forward in his throne, we were in a large room, everything was white and you could still hear a large cheering crowd outside. "What am I gonna do with you? Jonathan Christopher Herondale..." I tried to stand up, but just couldn't, I could move my head, hands and feet but not the rest, like I was glued to the marble floor. "... your not one of my candidates, but the crowd loved to see you in there... Magnus doesn't really like you, but you gave us quite a show... What the hell were you thinking to come into my realm like this?"

Asmodeus leaned back again, waiting for an answer. "I'm here to get Alec and Magnus out of your filthy hands!" Asmodeus laughed at that. "Well... You didn't really do a got job, did you? And whose the one with filthy hands? Your parabatai saw what you and Magnus did a few minutes ago, just so you know it." My mind went back to what I just did and just now I really recognized what happened, when Alec saw that... "Yes, I believe he really awaits you, to wrap his arms around you or to wrap his fingers around your throat and choke you, who knows? I'm curious, how did you get here?" "I won't tell you." He looked down on me as if I were a bug before looking over to a closed double door which lead outside, the cheers were coming from that direction. He stood up and came over to me, pulling me into a standing position without any sign of effort. He went over to the double doors, opened them with a move of his hand and went outside onto a large balcony, my feet moved on their own and although my mind told them to stop, I just followed him. He raised his hands and the crowd went silent. "As you all registered I needed a few minutes to decide what to do with that feisty, little nephilim over there..." He pointed in my direction and the crowd cheered again. "... as you seem to like him in the games, I accepted him as the fifth winner of the game today. So I hope you had fun today and I see you at the next game!"

General POV

Clary took a look around and heard loud cheers and talking, clapping hands, but the space around her was empty, a white hallway. She went into the direction of the sounds and through an archway, entering a row full of people. The light was too bright and she had to blink a few times against it. It looked like she was in an arena, the fighting area in the middle was empty, but above it was a big projection showing Magnus passionately kissing a woman with long blonde hair. The aspect changed, Oops... it's a man... she thought and blushed slightly, she could just hope Alec didn't see it. It was hard but she let her gaze wander over her surroundings, the crowd was made of downworlders, demons and even mundanes. Everyone could build up an own projection and choose what they wanted to see, not one of those which Asmodeus used to make the candidates hot for today by watching Magnus and Alec, the projections in the arena couldn't convey emotions. They could see and hear what happened, but not feel the wave of desire emitting from Magnus, like the candidates had felt it. The arena was well crowded but the people had enough space to sit comfortable. Clary jumped a little as she felt a hand on her shoulder. "We should sit down. Have you found the others?" She sat down next to Simon and looked at him "No, only Magnus somehow." She pointed to the middle of the arena. "Yeah, I already saw that. Is Jace here? He was the last one, right?" "He must've gone through right after me, but I don't know where he arrived."

"Isabelle!" Isabelle shielded her eyes from the bright sunlight and turned around, the hot sand flying into her face as the wind arose. "Isabelle! Wait!" She saw a small shadow coming closer in a fast pace or as fast as possible in the loose sand. "Jem?!" "Yes! Wait a second!" Isabelle waited, sweat formed on her forehead and ran down her back under the gear. Jem was panting a little and sweating like she did, as he had closed the distance to her, the fine sand found its way into their lungs with every breath. "Are we the only ones here?" "I think so. Thank the Angel that it's not too far away. It's hard to breath and way too hot, like in Edom, but this..." She pointed to the white castle like building with the large gardens and lakes everywhere. It looked like Versailles in its best days. "...is new. That guy really is into white things." Everything else around them was a desert, not even a cactus was visible, only sand. "Yes, could be so. Let's go find the others, I hate the feeling of not being able to breath freely." Isabelle looked at him confused, but went along without asking questions.

Simon looked at the projection while Clary's gaze found Asmodeus on his balcony, sitting on his throne, the barbwire on his head shimmering in the light. He looked very pleased but then his face fell in the same moment as Simon grabbed Clary's arm. "Jace!" "What? Where?" Clary looked around before Simon grabbed her chin and turned her head to the projection. "Oh shit! He's in the arena!" They heard the enthusiastic screams of the crowd, after they recognized that it was a new nephilim who just materialized in the game field. Maybe some of them thought it was a surprise and absolutely planned like that. Asmodeus looked like he was about to end the game, but Magnus acted too fast. "Holy shit! Come here and kiss me!" Clary's mouth hung open and she got even more pale than she is regularly. "Oh shit..." Simon sat next to her, watching shocked at Magnus' and Jace's make out session. Clary couldn't take her eyes away. "What?... Jace... Stop it..." Simon watched Asmodeus, everyone could see that he was thinking about what to do. He stood up and went inside. A few minutes later Jace was gone, shortly after that, Magnus vanished too. Clary looked like a ghost, her lips were pressed together into a thin line and her gaze was still glued to the space where the projection had been. "Clary..." She looked at Simon, her green eyes glistening. "It's okay... I mean... they didn't do that because they wanted it... right?" Simon wrapped his arms around her, his hand slowly rubbing up and down her back. "Yeah... they would never do something like that on their own will." Although he said that, he knew it was hard to see someone you love in a situation like that, very hard...

Jem and Isabelle arrived at the outside walls of the arena and heard the screams clearly now. They found no entrance and decided to climb up to the first row of window-like openings in the wall. Isabelle stopped crawling through the hole as she saw the projection and Jace and Magnus kissing. "Isabelle... Isabelle... your in the way..." Isabelle was pressed aside by Jem's body, both hanging in the opening now in a strange knot of arms and legs. Jem stopped struggling when he saw the reason for Isabelles hesitation. "Ohh... Mmh... I think we found Jace and Magnus..." Isabelle shook her head and pushed her way through the opening, sticking her ass right into Jems face. "Isabelle!" "Sorry, but who needed to be all pushy here?" She grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. They were standing in an open hallway and searched the rows for Simon or Clary.

After a few minutes Jem pointed to the higher rows "There is Clary. Let's go." They searched for a stairway and made their way up. They stopped in their tracks as everything went silent and looked in the direction of the large balcony where Asmodeus stood now, Jace a few feet behind him. "Okay, so far he's safe. Let's go to the others." Jem said after the speech, taking the last steps.

Jace's POV

Asmodeus turned around and walked back inside, my feet followed him... traitors. The doors closed and Asmodeus looked at me. "Soooo... What are we gonna do now? I wanted to give Rosier a present for the potion he mixed..." He snapped his fingers and a projection appeared between me and him. I saw Magnus in a bedroom, laying in the bed with his eyes closed tightly, one hand gripping the sheets hard and the other gliding up and down his thick, fully erect length, the loincloth was pushed aside, hiding nothing anymore. I felt the same like a few minutes ago, it became hard to breathe, my heartbeat got faster. I heard him moan and saw his muscles twitching, my blood directly ran south and I felt my own dick harden. I gulped audibly and couldn't look away. "... he won't feel any relief after that. He needs someone else to fulfill his desires, only then the drug will loose its effect and believe me, he needs his relief so bad. I wanted to reward Rosier with it but..." My eyes were still fixated on the sight in front of me, Magnus' moans penetrated my ears, his lips were quivering, his breathing heavy and his hand was working faster now. I bit down on my lower lip, I saw his body stiffen, every muscle strained, his face contorted in pleasure and his semen shooting out, landing on his stomach and looking so hot on his caramel colored skin. I moaned at that sight, my own dick on full attention now and making my trousers very uncomfortable.

A shiver ran down my spine when Asmodeus' finger glided from one shoulder blade to the other. "...what would hurt Magnus the most? ... What will make him suffer every time he looks into his lover's eyes?..." I felt his breath in my neck, but didn't do anything but still stare at the projection. Magnus was still breathing heavily, his eyes still closed and his length was still hard as a rock, as if he had never climaxed. "What will torture his conscience every time he has to be in your or your girlfriends near?..." Asmodeus' hands found their way under my clothes and stroked the muscles of my stomach, a picture of red, curly hair and the most beautiful smile flashed through my mind, but I lost it and couldn't get it back no matter how hard I tried to remember it. My mind was just filled with Magnus. "Yes... that's right. Have fun, little nephilim." I heard him snapping his fingers again.