Warning! I got a few reviews that said you don't want to read about Magnus & Jace. If so, skip this chapter! I already had it finished when the reviews were made. Please remember, Asmodeus is a prince of hell after all and he's cruel. I wanted to 'correct' the incident later to not destroy any relationships, but changed it to make the story a little less brutal. I hope you enjoy this or the next chapter^^
I know I can be an evil bitch^^
Chapter 23
Jace's POV
I blinked a few times, this room wasn't so bright like the other. The air was thick, hard to breath and it smelled of sex. I recognized the heavy breathing and saw Magnus, his dark skin a stark contrast against the white sheets, his eyes closed, his chest moving up and down with his breaths. I didn't move one inch, just watched him, let my eyes move deeper over his stomach, his cum still clearly visible on his abs and his thick erection standing proudly and even more outstanding because of the gold colored material of the loincloth, that was nuzzled against the base of it at one side.
Magnus must've felt that he was observed. He opened his eyes and looked at me, his golden green eyes had a hungry expression. "Jace..." He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, stood up and came over to me with two strides of his long legs, I could just gawk at him, he really moved like a cat. His lips crashed down on mine, my eyes closed instantly and I moaned loudly. His tongue invaded my mouth even before my back crashed against the wall behind me. His hands laid flat on the wall on both sides of my head, caging me in between. I gripped his neck and deepened the kiss, pressing him closer to me and let my other hand rest on his hip, my fingers digging into the soft skin and making him moan into our kiss. His hands found their way to my weapon belts, opening one after another and letting them fall to the floor. My jacket followed a few seconds later and I had to break the kiss as his hands slid under my shirt, scratching their way down from my shoulder blades to the small of my back. I threw my head back, stuttering out a long moan as his tongue glided over the skin on my throat. "Yes!... Oh God..." Magnus pulled the shirt over my head, throwing it to the ground without care and taking his place on my throat again, biting down into my skin before sucking it into his mouth.
I opened my belt and my trousers and felt my hands being pushed aside, his long, hot fingers slid their way under the material pulling it down a little but more so caressing my skin, pressing into the flesh of my ass cheeks and silencing my moans with closing his lips over mine again. His hands left my butt and fumbled with the top of the loincloth, after a few seconds I broke the kiss and looked at what he was doing. He had a small fight with the filigree lacing on the side of the loincloth and now looked at it, too. I grinned, still watching his trembling fingers: "Need help? You can ask for it, you know?" He looked at me with a mixture of anger and despair and answered: "Really? You're being cocky even in a situation like this?" Now it was my turn to push his hands away, I grabbed the belt-like top of the loincloth with both hands and ripped it open. I let it just fall to the ground, the chains jingled quietly. "Better?" Magnus stared at the material then into my eyes. "Much better." His lips connected with mine again and I just couldn't resist anymore, my hand grabbed his erection, my fingers closed around the soft skin. He moaned into my mouth, his hands grabbed my shoulders and his knees nearly gave out only because of this small action.
I slowly let my hand glide up and down his hard member, feeling it twitching under my fingertips. Magnus broke the kiss, his forehead laid on my head and his panting breaths hit my ear. "Fuck... Ahh... yeah..." I felt his fingernails digging into my shoulders and moved just a little bit faster, watching the moves of my hand and the pre-cum leaking out of the slightly pink head, catching it with my thumb and rubbing it over his hot flesh. I saw his chest heaving and sinking rapidly, my other hand softly touched it, felt the muscles working under the skin.
"Get... ahh... Get out of... those clothes..." He tried to push my pants and boxers down, whilst I tried to get out of my shoes and kicked them away. I let go of his length to push my clothes down completely and stepped out of the pile on the floor, leaving my socks with them. Magnus' gaze went down to my hard erection, I've always been aware of the fact that I didn't have to be self conscious. He bit down on his lower lip before he looked at me with his gleaming cat eyes and said: "Shower?" I looked at the smeared stains of demon blood on his chest, the most of them were rubbed away from clothes or skin of others, like mine. "Okay." It was all it took for him to grab my wrist and lead the way over to the bathroom, I walked after him and stared at his soft looking tail which slowly moved from side to side, his perfect, round ass, the long, slender legs and nearly ran into his beautiful back, when he stopped to turn the water on.
He just turned around and kissed me hungrily, his hands slid onto my back and he pulled me into his chest. I moaned uncontrollably as our now both completely naked bodies connected for the first time. Magnus walked backwards into the shower cabin and under the stream of water without letting go of me. My hands glided over his skin without any resistance, the water made everything smooth and silky. Our tongues battled for dominance, neither of us giving up, but I threw my head back, breaking the kiss as his hips grinded down into mine, letting our dicks rub against each other. I moved my hips together with his now and wasn't the only one left as a moaning mess, Magnus' voice produced the most beautiful sounds, too. Then he kissed his way down my chest, licked and sucked over my abs down over my hipbone to my throbbing length, closing his lips around the head and sucking it in until it hit the back of his throat. "Oh God..." I pressed one hand on the tiles next to me and the other one grabbed his hair tightly, I felt him moan around my cock, the vibration shot through my body like electricity. I moved my hips to glide in and out of his hot mouth, holding him in the place and controlling the pace. "Fuck... yes..." I tried to push myself in deeper, by a faster rhythm, but his hands stopped me, he gripped my hips and pushed me back against the tiled wall hard.
He sucked me in completely, his nose touching my skin and then swallowed around my flesh. "Magnus... oh fuck... " I looked down, saw his black, wet cat ears twitching, my light fingers in his dark hair between his ears, my length gliding in and out of his red swollen lips. He controlled the rhythm now as he let his tongue press into the slit of the head, licking up the pre-cum before the water could wash it away. His teeth slightly scratched down my sensitive skin, he was more than good at that. "Magnus... stop..." Magnus ignored me, let my cock slide back deep into his mouth, swallowed again and let his tongue lick the underside of my length on his way back up to suck at the head hard. "By... the Angel... Fuck!..." He continued the sweet torture a few minutes more before I twitched in between his lips and my hand gripped his hair painfully hard. I was on the edge of an orgasm and wouldn't be able to hold back that much longer. "Magnus... stop... please..." He let my dick slide out of his mouth and looked up to me with those cat eyes, I could see that he knew how close to edge he had brought me. I took a deep, shaking breath, while grabbing his upper arms and pulled him up, kissing him eagerly and tasting a little bit of myself on his tongue.
I turned him around and pushed his upper body hard against the cool tiles with my hand pressing down between his shoulder blades, the action was rough, aggressive and nothing gentle. What's this rage about? The thought was gone as fast as it came and I looked down at Magnus, his chest heaved against the tile wall, his hands laid flat against it right next to his head and he moaned loudly as my teeth sank into the flesh on his shoulder, I soothed the pain with licking over it afterwards and bit down again at the other shoulder. Magnus pushed his ass back into my crotch, his tail found its way onto my chest, the tip of it wrapping over my ribs to my back. My right hand massaged the smooth but taut skin of his butt, before my fingers followed the path of the water and slid between his ass cheeks, playing with his entrance a bit before pushing my middle finger into him. He moaned loudly and looked back over his shoulder, breathing heavily. His ass began to grind against my finger in slow circles, sliding over my cock in the motion as well. I needed to grab his hip tightly to not loose the control. "Take me... I need it..." I licked my lips, watched the water running down his back, passing the base of his tail and flowing down to the place where my finger slid in and out of him slowly. "Jace... please..." I let my finger slip out and lined up behind him. I slowly pushed my length into his entrance, he was so tight, I needed all my strength to not push myself into him completely in one stroke. The water made it easier to slide inside his tight hole and it let his skin sparkle in the light as I watched my dick being sucked in into his body.
"Oh yes..." Magnus moaned with closed eyes, his cheek resting on the cold tiles. I only waited a few seconds before sliding out almost completely and pushing back in all the way with hard thrusts, holding his hips with both hands now. "Yes!... Ohh fuck!..." He pushed himself back from the wall but his hands still laid on it for support, he bent forward a little more and let me fill him even deeper. He felt so good, every little movement immediately influenced the pressure on my length. I changed my position a little and Magnus cried out in pleasure as I hit his prostate. "Fuck!... There!..." I tried to hit it with every thrust after that, I couldn't get enough of that expression he made, full of lust, desire and pure pleasure. I grabbed his shoulder with one hand, pressing his body down onto my cock with every thrust into him. "God Magnus... I'm close..." Magnus let one hand sink down between his legs, grabbing his cock and stroking it in the rhythm of my thrusts. His tail slid over my skin, pushing back on it like his hips did. "Harder... Jace..." I grabbed his other shoulder too, pressed his upper body down, so he had to bend forward even more and held him in place when I rammed into him hard. "I'm... I'm cumming..." He moaned loudly and stroked his cock faster, before his head shot back into his neck and he covered his fingers and the tiles with his cum. His muscles clenched around me and I just needed a few more thrusts before I came inside of him.
We both tried to regain our breath, I slid out of him slowly and turned him around to kiss him, which didn't last long, we both needed to breath again much too soon.
Magnus' POV
I let the oxygen fill my lungs, took deep breaths and after a few minutes with my head leaning on Jace's shoulder, my mind became kind of clear for the first time in hours. I was glad that I wasn't erect anymore, it just hurt to get no relief. The water running down our bodies was cold now and I turned it off, but it had helped to clear my head even more. I felt hands caressing my back, fingers slowly running up and down my skin... Jace's fingers. Jace's lips, which pressed down on my shoulder, kissing me softly. The shiver running down my spine and letting goosebumps arose on my arms, wasn't a shiver of pleasure anymore. I pushed Jace aside and left the shower cabin, ignoring his surprised look. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist before going into the bedroom and picking out some clothes from the wardrobe. Jace walked in too, looking confused, he still stood under the influence of that neko charm, the effect of the drug was completely gone now and I realized what I've done. I realized who I've done it with, said person stood naked behind me now and laid his hand on my shoulder. "Is everything alright?" I stopped in my tracks, turned around and slapped him. I knew it was unfair but I couldn't contain myself anymore. I grabbed his chin hard and made him look at me. "Jace! Get out of it! I know it's hard, but try it, okay?"
He looked at me as if I were totally crazy. "What we did was wrong, more than wrong! Think about Clary! Think about your parabatai!" He tried to reach my ear and crawl it, but I ducked his hand and pushed him in the direction of the window where his clothes laid on the floor. "Get over there and get dressed." Jace turned around to me again. "But..." "No 'but'! Get dressed! When you're dressed, take a seat and wait!" I took my clothes and went into the bathroom to get dressed myself. I looked into the mirror, guilt washed through me and my fist connected with the glass, shattering it to pieces. "Is everything okay, Magnus?" I jumped a little, he must've stood directly outside the bathroom. "Just stay outside! Sit down and wait! I'm okay!" It was like talking to a lovesick teenager and I just couldn't handle that right now. I felt a few drops of blood falling into the sink onto the shards of the mirror, but just wrapped a towel around my hand and got out of the bathroom. Jace sat in the chair next to the window, fully clothed and wanted to stand up when he saw me, but stopped as he registered my raised hand.
"With that space between us... could you think somehow straight?" He looked at me, smirking a bit, his eyes seemed to be much more like his normal ones but not completely. "Pun intended? Not 100% but better than before. I think I can hold myself back... but... stay over there." I nodded but couldn't really look into his eyes. "Jace..." "Magnus... I don't want to talk about it... And I mean... really... never in my life I'm gonna talk about what just happened between us... It never happened." He leaned forward in his chair until his head almost touched his knees, his hands ran through his hair and his fingers linked together at the back of his head, he looked as if he was feeling sick. I knew exactly how he felt, but just never talk about it, won't let the memories disappear. "Jace... just go on as if nothing happened won't work." He sat up straight again his hands nervously fiddled with his pants, shirt or fingers, his leg teetered uncontrollably. "I know. But I don't want to think about it now, okay? Just forget it. We have other things to talk about." I closed the bathroom door behind me and let myself sink down to the ground. Now that we were not doing other things anymore, we maybe didn't have much time to talk. "Do you think your father watches us?" I knew he loved to watch intimate moments, but didn't talk about one visit of Ezekiel for example. "No, maybe... we're not intimate anymore, so it's not interesting enough."
Jace gulped, his Adams apple bobbing in his throat, then he looked away and searched for something in the pockets of his jacket. When he found it, he threw it over to me. I caught the small vial and looked at it closely. "Bonemeal?" I asked looking curious at him. "Why am I not shocked that you know instantly what that is? You have to prepare a meal or drink with it. Can you get close enough for that?" I thought about the last days and nodded. "Yes, I think so. What's special about it?" Jace smirked, finally something that made him look like himself again. "When your father suffers, tell him: 'with greeting from good old John Baptist', I think he will understand it." "John the Baptist?" I looked at the bonemeal in the vial again. "The man without any sin and the one who baptized Jesus. You're kidding, right?" I still looked at the vial, shaking it a little and watching the powder move. "You know that the religious institutions of every culture are supporting us, right? For that..." he pointed to the vial in my hand and I watched him over the back of my hand. "... Clary and Simon went to Rome and into the Vatican's secret rarity cabinet." "The pope gave it to you?" Jace shrugged but had to smirk. "No... just a few cardinals. We are not SO important, I guess. The pope has better things to do."
I looked at the vial again. "Is it enough to kill him?" Even when I hated my father, there was a slight undertone of unease in my voice. "No, it's just to show him that we can hurt him. We all have a dagger carved out of old John's thighbones. THAT was the part where they had to discuss with the cardinals. We wanted to maximize the possibilities to attack him. I wonder why all my weapons are gone, but not the dagger." "That's good. Asmodeus uses a spell to identify special materials which are used for weapons like steel or adamant and collects the items made of them when he transfers people, bones are not on that list. Where is the dagger for me?" Jace looked confused again. "Mmh... You won't get one." "Why not? Like you said it, I have the chance to get close to him." "We don't want to kill him..." My jaw dropped down and I just didn't know what to say. "... we need him to transfer us back in our dimension. The portal we used was a one way thing. Without him, we're not possible to leave. And where do you want to hide a dagger in that slave outfit?" I shot him an angry glare, although he was right with hiding a dagger, the vial could be carried around in my closed hand without being suspicious, but a dagger... "Why the hell are doing something like that? Coming here with no way back! How stupid are you!?" I nearly jumped up and went over to him, but stopped myself and sat down again.
Jace glared back at me and shouted: "My brother, my parabatai is here, together with his incompetent boyfriend, who is the reason for all of that shit, because he's too crackbrained to do a spell the right way, although he's as old as the Sphinx and should know what his job has to be done like!" I turned my head to the side and looked down, trying to hide that he had hurt me with that, I knew all that and I knew that Jace was right, but it hurt me none the less. Jace leaned back in his chair his arms crossed over his chest and his expression grim. He closed his eyes a few seconds and as he looked at me again, leaning forward and his hands in his lap now, I knew he wanted to apologize and interrupted him. "Listen..." "No... you're right. No one should be here but me to get the punishment for my faults. No matter what it takes, I'll do it to get you all out of here again. You know there are two easy ways, right? The first one is to kick Alec and now you as well, out of the games. He will transfer you back in our dimension and that's it." Jace wanted to say something, but I stopped him with a raised hand. "The second possibility is to offer my immortality to my father in exchange for your lives. He can do as he pleases in everything that concerns me, but you have to be unharmed..." Jace stood up and made one step into my direction, but then stopped and went back to the window. "We won't leave without you, that would break Alec's heart."
"I'm sure we already did that, Jace. I don't know if we could get over that..." Jace turned around, I could see his reflection in the window, he had closed his eyes and chewed his fingernail. "You will... like Clary and I will get over it... We have to... But first we have to get out of here." Jace let his hand sink down, looked into my direction again and sat down on the chair. "Tell him..." He was interrupted by the door being pushed open and revealing a smiling Aaron in the door frame. "Hello love birds! I hope you had fun!" He looked from Jace, who shot up from the chair, making it fall to the ground, as soon as the door opened, over to me, still sitting on the floor at the bathroom door. "Doesn't look like it... but you're time is up. I'm here to bring Mister Herondale into his room." Jace walked over to the door and nodded into my direction before he left together with Aaron. I let my head fall back to the door and closed my eyes tightly, trying to suppress the tears.
Alec's POV
So nowI had to fight against Jace for Magnus, or my friends and family will get us out of here before that will happen. I laid down on the naked mattress on the bed, after listening to Asmodeus' speech. I got lost in my thoughts for a while until another projection appeared in the room. I sat up and saw Magnus in his room, laying on the bed, breathing heavily and although his length was erect and standing straight, I saw cum gleaming on his stomach. Then Jace stood in the middle of the room, looking at Magnus, who seemed to feel that he was observed. Magnus opened his eyes, saw Jace ... and went over to him. Magnus kissed Jace and pressed him to the wall. "No... not again... What are you doing?!" I slammed my fist down onto the mattress. Magnus opened Jace's weapon belts, then his jacket and everything fell to the ground. Slowly, like through cotton in my mind, I understood that they were alone, no other candidates, no running away from something... there was nothing that could interrupt what they obviously wanted to do and Magnus started it... wanted his parabatai.
Jace was half naked now, his bare chest collided with Magnus' who left a mark on Jace's throat and smeared some demon blood onto his chest as skin glided over skin. I stood up and walked through the room, gripping my hair in both hands and pulling at it to let the pain distract me from my rage, heartbreak, angst... but it didn't work. I didn't want to watch it, but it was like a car accident, you just couldn't look away. Even when I wasn't looking at the projection, I heard them! Their moans stabbed every single shard of my broken heart again and again. I opened my eyes and saw Magnus completely naked, grabbing Jace's ass in his pants, Jace stroking Magnus' dick, the pleasure of hearing and seeing Magnus' desire was visible in Jace's face. I tried to close the projection with the console at the not destroyed bedside table, but it didn't work, Asmodeus wanted me to see it. I made my way over to the bathroom and splashed cold water into my face. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, watched the water drops running down my face, over my nose, lips and chin before falling into the sink. The sounds from the bedroom were fighting their way through the cotton in my ears into my foggy mind. I was breathing heavy, heard the blood rushing in my ears, it felt as if I'm gonna faint any second.
I splashed more cold water onto my heated skin and opened my eyes again as the sounds became much louder. The mirror showed the same actions of Magnus and Jace like the projection in the bedroom. They were both naked and found their way into the shower kissing heavily. My fist smashed the mirror to pieces, but the projection stayed there, the sound of shattering glass was somehow soothing. Magnus got onto his knees, after kissing and sucking his way down Jace's chest and stomach and took Jace's length into his mouth. I felt the rage bubbling over, the two glass doors of the shower were next, everything that got in my way was thrown or kicked down. "Take me... I need it... Jace please..." I destroyed the sink, the cupboards... it didn't matter, I didn't really register what I did, didn't feel the pain of the cracked and sliced skin on my hands and wrists. "STOP IT!" I turned around myself and threw the door of a cupboard into the projection with all my strength, leaving a hole in the wall behind it, pieces of wood flew around. I saw Jace fucking the man I love, saw Magnus falling apart under Jace's actions, heard their moans, groaned curses and skin slapping on skin.
I stormed out of the remnants of a bathroom, the glass, porcelain, plastic and wood pieces gashed and cracked under my heavy boots. "STOP IT!" I passed the other projection and tried to open the door, but no matter how hard I pulled, it didn't move one bit. "Let me out of here!" I made one step back and kicked the door with all my strength. I saw blue sparks and was thrown back a few feet into the room, landing hard on my back. I huffed when I stood up again, every wall and surface in the room showed Magnus and Jace, their faces twisted in pleasure, nearing their orgasms and somewhere in the back of my mind I could hear someone laugh. I ripped the metal pole out of the wardrobe, the clothes which hang on it, fell to the ground. I screamed to let all my anger, rage, hatred and desperation out and attacked the window. I knew I wouldn't get out of this room, but I just needed to do something. The spell let me fly through the room again, but with more force than before, my skin was stinging from the contact and I couldn't remember how I landed on the ground before everything went black. The last things I heard was the blood running through my veins and that laughter getting louder.
