Chapter 16
Alec's heart was pounding.
He stared into the mirror before him, hands rested on either side of the sink below, and whilst part of him felt like throwing up from the nerves, a whole other, more immense and colossal part was thrilled. This was it, and his bright blue eyes gleamed at the thought.
He left the bathroom in a daze, and the next time he looked up he was at Jace's bedroom door, and his hand was raised to the handle, not quite touching it. He took a moment to pause and try to calm the insistent beating of his heart and it's loud echo through his veins, and once he'd taken a breath, he took a strong hold of the handle and pushed the door open.
Jace sat on the end of his bed, waiting, as his fingers idly tapped against his knee as though they were playing a light tune on the keys of a piano. It had been a while since Alec had heard him play, and he reminded himself at that moment to request for him to play sometime soon. The blonde boy wore dark trousers and a shirt, but his feet were bare and the shirt was undone, allowing the golden skin of his torso to shine in the dim light - Alec wasn't sure whether it was an excitement of the Heavenly Fire or just his own imagination, but he was sure he saw a shimmer gleaming through his parabatai's skin.
Jace glanced up when he heard the door slowly swing open and watched as Alec tentatively stepped inside and closed the door. They were alone tonight, they'd made absolutely sure this time, but he turned the lock just in case.
"Are you ready?" Jace asked, barely sounding as more than a whisper as the words echoed through the air, but despite their lack of significance in content, Alec's heart made a slight jolt as it leaped inside his chest. He didn't even have to nod before Jace stood up slowly and the two boys found themselves instantly roped up in each other, lips moulded together and their chests flush with one another. It felt as though there was a magnetic attraction luring them towards eachother, and the more they drew away, the more it towed them back in.
Jace's lips were sweet yet hungry against Alec's, and his hands seemed to have quickly fallen asleep tied around Alec's waist. Alec could feel the soft blonde locks of his parabatai curled around his fingers and gripped in his palms as he realised that his hands were at the back of Jace's neck, pulling him closer with every passing breath. It took a moment for him to compose himself within the passionate kiss, but once he had he found that one hand was trailing its way past Jace's neck, down his chest, under the open shirt and tugging him ever closer by his hip. Their crotches were pressed together as Jace pulled away just slightly to shrug the shirt off of his shoulders.
Jace's skin was glorious, soft yet firm and dazzling like pure gold in the dim light of the bedroom. Alec wished he could run his hands along the lines that were drawn like pencil markings over his parabatai's torso, and before he even commanded his hands to move his fingertips were already there, working their way from the blonde's hip over to his navel and tracing the crease of his abs all the way up to his collar bone. Jace watched as Alec's fingers traced up his chest with a sly grin curving his features, and once the hand reached Jace's chin, Alec tipped it upwards so that he could press his lips to Jace's once again.
The kiss began to develop quicker than the last, bringing about heightened adrenaline to Alec's veins and spurring him on, but this time he was relieved to find that there was no anger in amongst the exhilaration. This wouldn't be the first time he and Jace had had sex, but the last time Alec felt hadn't been right. The morning before, Alec had been totally against the idea due to the guilt he felt because of Magnus, and it was only anger that had caused him to even consider it. If he hadn't been so annoyed, it would never have happened, and all through that night and to the morning after - although he couldn't say that the act itself had been bad - he'd been plagued by self hatred since his intentions had been warped. He hadn't wanted his and Jace's first time together to have been ruptured by those feelings of anger, so he felt as though this time had to be genuine, to make up for the last. Magnus was long gone by now, likely already set foot in Peru and causing havoc as usual. Although Alec couldn't deny that he missed the warlock, he felt no guilt, no anger. All he wanted was to be with Jace, and at this precise moment, to rid himself of the tedious clothes that hung between them.
Alex reluctantly took a hand from the warm skin of Jace's chest and reached down to unbutton his shirt, but the blonde seemed to be of a similar mindset, and slapped Alec's hand away to fiddle with the buttons himself. All the while the kiss didn't break even once, and one of Alec's hands - which had previously curled around to rest in the enter of Jace's back - was slowly edging it's way to the waist of the blonde's jeans without a single hint from Alec, as though the devilish fingers had a mind of their own.
Soon Alec's shirt was banished to the ground along with Jace's and the two stood bare chested, their bodies pressed together just the same and the heat from their flesh - mostly contributed by Jace - intertwined in the aura of air around them. Jace had slipped a leg between Alec's and slowly massaged the other boy's crotch with his thigh. Alec was unable to conceal a deep moan as a throbbing lust began to stir up below his stomach - it seemed unfathomable to him that Jace was so brilliant at pleasuring him considering the blonde's inexperience, but then again Jace had always seemed to be naturally brilliant at almost everything. He continued to move his thigh in an expertly gentle manner, and whilst one of Alec's hands clung to Jace's neck, pulling him ever closer, the other was thoroughly buried in the blonde boy's pants. There was something about Jace that was different to the lust Alec had felt with Magnus. He couldn't say that one was better than the other, they were too different to compare, but whilst Magnus had felt like an act of discovery, Jace felt like a practice set in stone. It was less like they were fumbling about the place, trying to figure each other out, and more like they were reciting an ancient scripture which they both knew like the back of their hands. As cheesy as it sounded, the sensation felt as though the two were meant to do this, no matter if the Covenant law said otherwise.
Unfortunately, Jace's massage of Alec's crotch didn't last nearly as long as the older would have liked, but he was instead pleased to find that he enjoyed what was to replace the smooth motion of Jace's thigh against him. Jace became bored all too quickly, and his kisses had begun to deviate from lips to chin to neck and to Alec's collar bone, where his mouth left little red marks and purple bruises scattered across the delicate skin. Alec was beginning to be reminded of their affair in the shower just a few weeks past, and if he closed his eyes he could almost here the patter of water against the floor as Jace's lips glided even further down his body.
Jace was efficient, reaching the buckle of Alec's belt in just a few swift skips of his mouth against the other's torso, and he was already unbuckling it and tossing the belt to the side before Alec could unhook himself from the fantasy playing out in his head: What exactly might have transpired that morning in the shower had Alec let his parabatai go on rather than stopping him so suddenly? But it occurred to him now that he was about to find out, and drew his dull attention to the hand fumbling with a zip at his crotch and the fingers that released his throbbing ache from its tight confines. He sighed in relief, but had no time at all to marvel before Jace had pulled both Alec's trousers and underwear to his knees in the same sudden movement. Alec was aware of cold air around his most sensitive parts, but despite this all he was able to focus on was the rhythm of warm breaths that tickled over that same area.
Jace seemed to have hesitated, since as eager as the blonde was he was, he wanted to wait for Alec's consent before he went on. Alike his parabatai, he wanted this to be perfect, and if it wasn't, he would make it so before he continued his sexual onslaught. But Jace needn't say anything to indicate this, as before he had the chance, he felt cold fingers find the back of his head and play idly with the curly locks there. Jace looked back up at Alec, resting on the balls of his feet, and the blue-eyed Lightwood nodded back with longing in his eyes as well as the smile he sent Jace.
Within seconds, Jace was focused yet again - he was ready, facing no hesitation or doubt, and he didn't want to waste another moment staring at the tantalising emblem of temptation that stood upright just ahead of him. His hands reached to grasp Alec by the back of his thighs, Jace's thumbs grazing against the cushion of flesh above, and that was it - nothing more to wait for. Jace didn't even give himself a chance to breathe before he dived in and all of a sudden his mouth was filled with Alec.
Alec was blown away, startled by the gasp that escaped him when Jace's mouth encompassed around him. He felt his fingers tighten in the blonde hair in his grip already as if by instinct, and part of him disappeared from sight as Jace practically swallowed him. The sensation was amazing, like nothing he'd ever felt before in his life. He'd though that Jace's lips were good against his own lips, but he found now that they were marvelous in other places as well - the fact that Jace had apparently never done this before flashed through Alec's mind again, and he wondered if that was the whole truth. Nonetheless, Alec found himself moaning with pleasure and holding his parabatai's head against his crotch as the blonde performed wonders with his tongue.
Before long, Alec was sure he was near the brink, and let go of Jace's hair to place a hand on the boy's shoulder - he didn't want things to end like this, instead wishing not only to drag things out for as long as possible to bask in the pleasure of it, but also to do it properly. Jace seemed to get the hint, and stood as Alec pulled the remainder clothes down from his knees where they waited and over his feet. When he looked up again he was completely naked, and as was Jace, having done the same with his clothing. They didn't wait a moment to embrace yet again, to cling onto each other with the utmost passion and crash their lips together as well as their cocks. Jace guided his dark-haired lover backwards, and turned to push him onto the bed, Alec with his back to the sheets and Jace flush against him, hovering slightly above by the strength of his arms holding him mere centimetres from the skin of Alec's chest. But Alec was engaged in his own fight for dominance, and he hadn't let the move go unnoticed.
Naturally, Alec felt a little strange to be in the driver's seat with Jace. Despite Alec being older, his parabatai had always been the best at everything: the best stamina, the fastest runner, the best fighter, and besides perhaps his aim, there wasn't much that Alec was better than Jace at. But this - this was his element. Whilst Jace may have been more experienced with girls, Alec had the upper hand in this situation, and knowing this, although it pressured him a little, made him let go of all hesitation or doubt as he rolled them both over so that he was now on top, with Jace pinned down beneath him. The blonde grinned up at Alec, for as much as he loved being in control, Alec's confidence turned him on even more - Alec could feel this fact pressed against the source to his own sensations.
Kisses continued to linger between them, hungrier now with the desperate urge that both of them felt for one another. Their lips and tongues collided like waves against a shore, and their chests were already slick with sweat - heat was emulating from the two of them like a raging bonfire. Alec couldn't be sure whether it was the Heavenly Fire taking effect or not, but Jace couldn't feel the usual burn that came with it. Alec's arms had found themselves curled around Jace's middle, consequently trapped between the blonde's back and the bed beneath. Jace's hands were at Alec's neck and his thumbs rubbed gently against the other boy's jaw with a fondness that showed in the lightness of his touch. The motions went on for a while, as they both felt the bliss of just being that close to each other, no barriers holding them apart. Alec loved the feeling of Jace's chest on his, and the gravity pulling him even closer to the blonde seemed, although he knew it wasn't, to be the universe forcing them together with its bare hands. With his arms circled around Jace as they were he was mentally content, but the area between his thighs was beginning to pound and ache with the anticipation of what was promised by Jace's own crotch pressed against his own - he couldn't wait much longer.
Alec reached down between them, scooping up some of the gloopy liquid that had already began to emerge from both of them and spread the mixture across his fingers. He was about to start, but a half-gasp, half-shudder sounding from his parabatai beneath him made him freeze and part his lips from the blonde immediately.
"Are you sure about this?" Alec wondered, concern dusted over his face and sprinkled like glitter in the blue gleam of his eyes. He couldn't stop thinking that Jace was about about shake his head and push Alec away, that this fairytale would come to a delayed ending and he would wake to find that the whole thing was a long, deluded dream. Despite all of the many times the blonde had told him, Alec was still unable to get his head around the fact that Jace felt the way he did about him. To his utmost surprise, Jace nodded assertively back.
"I've never been surer about anything in my life," the younger boy uttered breathlessly back, and with one strong and firm kiss and a beaming smile, Alec sat back in his straddle over Jace and got on with his preparations.
Jace couldn't stop the moans erupting from his throat as Alec worked his magic - it was strange to him how much he got from just this beginning stage when they hadn't even started the main event just yet. His mind was on the brink of breaking, he was sure - he was secretly preparing for his brain to explode from inside his skull any moment. Alec was too amazing to explain, everything Jace had expected at the back of his mind for all the years they'd been friends, and so much more that he couldn't even attempt to understand the feelings that surged through him at just the idea of being this close to Alec.
But it all really began when Alec had finished all of his preparations, and began to sink into Jace. Although Jace hissed at the unusual friction at first, the sound soon morphed into a low groan that pleased Alec as he began to thrust into the other boy, slow and gentle as he could be. He leant down to kiss Jace's neck and jaw, marvelling in the taste of his skin and the amazing feel of the opening tightening slightly around his length. Jace quickly caught his lips and stole kiss after kiss, each one timed to match one of Alec's thrusts. Jace's fingers were curled around Alec's hair, although the black locks were almost to short, and he tugged on them to draw the blue-eyed boy closer, impossibly close.
Alec maintained the same rhythm throughout, until Jace broke the tantalising kiss to nod up at his parabatai, the golden rings of his irises seeming to mix with the blue of Alec's as he stared up at him.
With a rising bite of courage, Alec took a breath before pushing even further into Jace than before, and knew to stop and hold the pressure when the blonde's throat gave way for a hum of glorious pleasure to escape, his breaths turning quickly to pants as he rested his forehead against Alec's. A sticky mess laid between their chests, but Alec knew already that he too had released. Jace was grinning up at him and Alec could feel the blonde's breaths against his face, warm and fuzzy with pleasure.
"I love you," Alec blurted, eager to steal the words before Jace could throw them back at him first. The two shared a long, breathless kiss before Jace declared the same back. Jace had said it before, a million times, but he wanted to say it again - and again and again and again until Alec got it through his head how much Jace really loved him.
A laugh left Alec with a pleasurable hum and the dark-haired boy collapsed onto the strong body of his lover beneath him. He was exhausted by the act and wanted nothing more than to curl up with Jace and fall straight off to sleep, even if the majority of his torso was coated in the sticky mixture of their bodily fluids. But more than that he wanted to be pressed against Jace once more, with his body attached to the blonde's from head to toe. As great as the sex was, it was this part that he really loved: right after when the rush of adrenaline and pleasure still filled his veins, when he could lay there knowing that Jace was with him and feeling the same way. Within moments Alec's head rested on Jace's shoulder, his lips pressing a light kiss to the boy's neck, and an arm of Jace's curled around Alec's back to tie the two together. And they slept, collapsed onto one another, and dreamt of the same intertwined fantasies.
A/N: And with that, this story has finally come to an end. It may seem like quite an abrupt ending and to be quite honest I wasn't sure where else I could go with it without feeling guilty about Magnus and wanted to bring him back to start a wonderful polyamorous relationship between the three of them. One day, when I have time on my hands and a bit more inspiration, I might end up writing a sequel to this (I have some vague ideas in mind) but right now I have other projects. However, if you liked this story please do not hesitate to check out my other stories and I will (hopefully) be starting a new story pretty soon. (I'm thinking Harry Potter, either Sirius/Remus or Drarry, but I haven't decided yet. Look out for it if you're interested.) But, for now, I offer great thanks to you for reading this story and persevering all the way to the end – I hope you enjoyed it, and if you did please leave me a review containing your thoughts. So long!