Alright darlings! Here's chapter 7... so sorry about being late, was supposed to post that yesterday but i had such a hard time with it! There has been a lot of pacing, swearing, walking around, coffee and cigarettes (sorry about that! don't smoke it's bad for you lol!) involved and unfortunately, I still think this chapter s*ck so anyway! I would really like a lot of reviews to tell my i'm not a total fail if possible! *puppy eyes* That would really gets me happy! Also, I need to apologize about the beginning of the chapter, I really don't know what happened there... I ended up with a giddy Magnus and a crazy bet which wasn't my intentions in the beginning but hey... as I said, that was hard!

To finish this reallllly long A/N, I wanted to apologize for anyone who could have been offended by me using Cassandra Clare work in this story. I had a bit of an angst review last week saying that I shouldn't "copy" C.C. work and say it was mine... Alright, I thought I had been clear enough that this would follow the book and that there would be some dialogue from the book but in different pov. There was NO WAY i would have change that as a fan. I try to use this as less as possible but cannot always do... So from now on, I promise there will be a disclaimer in each chapter. I OWN NOTHING! obviously.

Update! Now I included the part where Magnus give Alec the key, look it up if you want :) Thanks!

Chapter 7 : Steamy Bet and Trouble-Maker

- "Magnus..."

I can barely make out the voice from my foggy sleep but somehow it warm me up from the inside and I can't help but fidget and slowly I open my eyelids. My sight adjust with difficulty but it's already filled with gorgeous sparkling blue. My heart swell at the sight and my consciousness come back swiftly as I feel my heart starting to race... oh gosh, this 'love' thing is getting rather embarrassing.

- "Magnus babe... I'm leaving, it's 4, I have to get back." My Alec look hesitant a bit and blushing and it's such a feast to the eye that I barely register that he just sweet-named me. "Well... you told me to wake you so... I hope you haven't change your mind now that I woke you up." He chuckles, a little nervously.

I smile, all fuzzy and putty inside, and just sit up in the bed, realizing that Alec's already up and dressed, ready to go. I feel a little disappointed as I had hoped to coax him into another make-out session before he left but hey... one cannot be too greedy. Setting for quiet, I lift up my hand and caress my shadowhunter cheek softly before pressing my lips against his, molding them to his perfect mouth gently. A shaking sigh escape me and I almost startle at the sound... god I'm becoming so needy! I can't believe I'm so emotional over an 18 years old kid. After all, it's not like he's leaving forever. Trying to get some steel in my veins, I refuse to let the kiss linger and turn desperate so I pull out rather quickly, enough that Alec shot me a puzzled glance but I placate a grin on my face, wishing to be inconspicuous.

- "Thanks honey, don't worry, I'm glad you woke me. You'll text me tonight, when you get home?" As soon as the words are out, I want to slap myself. Seriously? Aren't you suppose to play it cool? You already got him to admit a status, don't go freak him out even more with your leech lovesick behavior! My own pep-talk doesn't work really as I still wait anxiously for him to answer me.

- "Sure, no problem. I'll text you as soon as I have five minutes to myself." He say, smiling and leaning down for another kiss. By the angel, this boy will definitely be the death of me.

As my lover lean back up and start to walk to the front door, I can't control myself and I just shout at him:

- "Wait! I'll walk you to the door!" I say, a bit out of breath as I stand up and rush into the underwear I find laying about the bed.

I almost blush as I hear him laughing heartily and even if he's waiting for me, he just give me a crook smile and say, to my obvious discomfort:

- "Babe, you really don't need to get out of bed, I've came here often enough..." He pause a minute and smirk mischievously before continuing. "And I do mean come in all meanings possible, to find my way back to the entry door by myself." He does blush a little but otherwise just keep smirking at me with his damn fuckable lips... Can't he see I'm almost begging him not to leave already? Ok, I do love to see my shadowhunter's confidence building up but now's really not the time. Although, his carefree demeanor give me the strangest impulse... and I can barely fight it.

Really, way to go detached and not needy. This is getting really bad. I keep on with the act anyway cause I can't really help myself and scratch my head for some witty remark that would make it all casual. Finally, some of my flare seems to spark back into me and as I walk up to Alec, I can smirk myself, grasping a little more control.

- "Well, you sweet-naming me twice in less than ten minutes do deserve some effort from my part." I grin widely as I see my boyfriend go back to his normal shy self and blush spread like wildfire on his face. "Also, I do need to make sure you won't forget me on your way back home and I do think I have a way to do so..."

I see Alec gulp noisily as I walk to him, all confidence and stalking panther back to work, and lean down to him, stealing his lips in a passionate kiss, biting and sucking on his bottom lip until I hear him moan, hands coming up to tighten on my naked waist. Taking advantage of his weakness, I let my tongue invade his mouth and he wimper, feverishly twisting his own tongue around mine. Tasting him, the strange idea I got turn around in my head and I know that before Alexander leave, I'll give into it. We deepen the kiss a little more and I'm almost ready to scream victory, sure to get my wicked way with him, when I feel his hands pushing on my waist and his lips pull out, a noisy smack echoing the room as we come apart.

- "Magnus... I really have to go. I've been here all day and I just hope that Jace's been enough of a pain that nobody realized how long I've been gone." He say, a bit worriedly.

Unable to help myself, I pout a litte... I'm fucking sick of Jace! Altough, I gave in to my lover and just shot him a small smile and cannot resist to tease him a little more.

- "Alright babe, keep all that warm and ready for me, ok?" I smile deviantly, my hand coming down to grope him over his pants, rejoicing at his startled gasp. "We do not want you to jerk off and relieve yourself tonight when you'll be all lonely in your cold bed as we both know I can take care of that much better than you could, now don't we?"

Alec's firstly shocked but then he grin himself, his eyes lighting with some inner joke that I don't understand yet. It seems like I'm not the only who likes to tease.

- "Alright 'babe'." I can distincly hear the quotations marks, almost mocking my own sultry voice. "I can keep it warm for you... although, I bet I can hold on longer than you without shoving it in my pants or begging you to do so." He answers me with a smug smile.

Damn him! Fine, Magnus Bane was never one to turn down a challenge. I smirk again and stretch out my hand so that he shake it solemly. Challenge accepted.

Oh boy, what did I got myself into?

Shaken, I can barely forget my racing desire to remember what I wanted to do. Holding on to the blue depths, I snap my fingers, just as he's about to give me a last kiss and a silver key appears in my hand. I see my boyfriend's gaze become confused and his brows furrow until I give him the key, a small nervous smile on my lips. He blush deeply and I can't help the desire to peak even higher than before. I tell him huskily :

- «You'll need that if you plan on sweeping me off my feet. I think it's only fair that my boyfriend gets his own key while plotting my demise by overwhelming me into sexual frustration.» I grin mischieviously, trying to make it less of a big deal than it is really. But my heart won't buy any of it and it's beating a hundred miles per hour.

Alexander looks at me seriously, his shyness broken apart by the blinding light that fills his eyes. His gaze is warm, giddy and just for this blessing of beauty, I congratulate myself on doing something that scared me so often before.

He lean in again, his hand come up to mine, taking and pocketing the key, while making my heart soar and sing, as we share a chaste kiss before he makes his way to the door, my eyes already zeroing on his beautiful ass gently swaying from side to side but more than usually and turning me on nonetheless. Really? How am I to survive this stupid bet if I can barely handle Alec walking without wanting to fuck him senseless?

As he cross the threshold, Alec turn around and look at me, rooted on the spot in the living room, just realizing now that I followed him like a hyena and he chuckles, eyes glinting of his amusement and he just wink before blowing a kiss and closing the door on me and a very obvious erection.

Little perv! He totally did that on purpose. I hit-palm my face and sigh deeply, already calculating my chances of cheating without Alec actually knowing that I did...

It was going to be a really long night...

Alec's pov

I just make it out of the elevator, still smug and high from my banter with Magnus, clutching tighly to the silver key in my pocket, heart racing and barely holding on the ground, that my mom is on me, all steely eyes and angry face. I tense up automatically, bracing myself for some serious lecturing and frenetically clawing around my head for believable lie to explain my absence and even before I find something, my mother speak up, leaving me confused.

- "Alexander! Go find Jace and bring him to the library, I need to talk to him."

Speechless, a huge relief fill me and I am about to answer but she's already turning back on her heels and it's only at this moment that I take in my mother's tense shoulders and stiff walk. She seems anxious and if there's one thing I learned to worry about, it's Maryse Lightwood's anxiety. Our mom is usually never scared of anything and if she get uneasy, then there's something very wrong.

Furrowing my brows, I walk in the corridor, making my way to Jace's bedroom, where he should likely be. He's been unusually moping since yesterday and I can understand why. Sighing deeply, I already long to be back at Magnus's place... I am seriously getting sick of all the dramas hovering in the air at the Institute and can only welcome my few breath of fresh air when I am able to escape the heavy atmosphere of our home.

I arrive at Jace's room and find it closed and locked. Rolling my eyes, I knock on the door hesitantly, not wanting to get my brother in a even grumpier mood than he is already. No answer... I knock again and again, getting impatient and after the four knock, I see a really dirty and smelly Jace open the door. I can hardly believe my eyes. Jace, the clean-freak and OCD maniac, hasn't changed or even clean himself before going to sleep... My discomfort grow exponentially, now really worrying about what's going on around here. Jace blinks sleepily and call to me in a raspy voice.

- "Alec?"

I shrug, definitely umconfortable and uneasy, not really knowing why.

- "Sorry to wake you up. Mom sent me to get you. She wants to see you in the library."

Jace look disgruntled at these words but answer me anyway.

- "Right now?" I'm about to roll my eyes heavenward when he pin me on the spot, heart racing, with his next words. "I went to your room before, but you weren't there."

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. What am I suppose to say? Damn Jace and his egocentric ways, always hoping that he'd be available for him whenever he feels like it. If usually, I would have felt fuzzy that my parabatai had sought me out, I was now very annoyed at my brother's nosy ways. I finally settle for diverting the subject altogether.

- "I was out." I said, praying that Jace would leave it at that, closing off my features, making it obvious that I wouldn't say anything else.

His brother was probably very confused or unwell since he simply run a hand through his disheveled hair and looked around while he answered him.

- "All right. Hang on a second while I change my shirt." he says.

Jace being who he is, just take off his shirt after he rummaged in his wardrobe, choosing a long-sleeve blue t-shirt. By habit, I'm about to turn my head around, sure to blush and be bothered, but I don't feel any of that, just a slow burning anger when I see the cuts and blood on Jace's skin. I finally turn away but now from frustration. He is definitely getting me pissed off with his death wish. I cannot contain myself and speak around my choked voice.

- "What happened to you?" I say, ready to chastise him as I usually do, weary just thinking about it.

- "Picked a fight with a pack of werewolves." He slide on his shirt and I'm about to talk him into some sense when he catch me by surprise again. "You have something on your neck." he says, very casually.

Panic flood me as I rewind all the previous day and Magnus's sucking and biting... I barely manage to squeak out my answer:

- "What?" I say, blushing like hell. I can't help it but my hand fly to my neck, hiding what has obviously been seen already.

- "Looks like a bite mark." My brother answer and to make sure to prolong my agony, he continue. "What have you been doing all day anyway?" He says, getting suspicious.

Caught in my recall, panic clawing at my throat, hand still at my neck, my mind flies everywhere. Damn bastard! He gave me a hickey. Shit! He was going to pay for that. Unfortunately, I have to come up with something as Jace is still looking at me expectantly, wondering. The memories and my brother's stare drive my blush in a frenzy and I feels my face hot and steaming... just like it had been some hours ago... DAMNIT!

- "Nothing." I answer, laying my best card on denial. I turn back swiftly, unable to get myself to remove my hand, and walk down the hallway. As soon as I'm relieved of Jace's stare, I can find some more lies to magnify my pitiful reply. "I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head." I'm almost relieved at this sensical explanation but of course, I am not removed from the coals that easy.

- "And ran into a vampire?" Fuck! This is getting worse! Quick, something, anything!

- "What! No! I fell!" I almost squeak, knowing this is the most stupid explanation I could give.

- "On your neck?" I choke at these words, a semi-growl semi-whine leaving my throat. Although, it seems to be enough to clear Jace off my trail. "Fine, whatever. What did you need to clear your head about?" he says in a dreary voice.

- "You. My parents," I answer, scrambling the previous topic as much as possible. "My mother came and explained why she was so angry after you left. And she explained about Hodge. Thanks for telling me that, by the way."

I was rambling about, trying to find some satisfying explanations. I did needed to clear my head after all the conundrum with Jace's disappearance and our mother's nonsensical attitude, Hodge's betrayal... All that had circled around my head and had hurt but then, Magnus had eased all of that within this wonderful day. The hidden moments with the warlock seemed more present and important lately than anything else. Magnus could always find the way to make him forget all his trouble, help him smile again and feel comforted for once. Even if it was by fighting with him! He hadn't realized how tired he had been of watching out for everyone else until his lover had came by to lift a bit of this weight from his shoulders. Snapping him out of his daydream, Jace's voice sound small when he speaks.

- "Sorry." He says. I can hardly believe it but he blush. "I couldn't bring myself to do it, somehow." He mumble.

My irritation comes crawling back now that the hickey's subject is off the table. Really, he'll never understand anything. Why is it so hard for him to trust people? To be honest, if before I had pity, now I'm almost getting insulted at his constant mysteries. Just realizing that my hand's still clamp on my neck, I drop it, knowing that the burning coals switched place.

- "Well, it doesn't look good." I say, turning to glance at Jace, frustration still lingering. "It looks like you were hiding things. Things about Valentine." I continue, trying to make him see how he always gets himself in impossible situations, leaving us to deal with a mess.

I hear my parabatai stops and I turn around, wondering what's going on. His features hardened and he looks at me with cold eyes.

- "Do you think I was lying? About not knowing Valentine was my father?" He ask, abruptly.

Confused and startled at his train of thoughts (I mean, when did I ever doubt him?), I state out the blunt truth as usual, hoping to comfort him.

- "No!" I pause, letting this sink in. "And I don't care who your father is either. It doesn't matter to me. You're still the same person." I say, as softly as possible.

Although, Jace doesn't quit the cold expression and it starts to rub off on me. Could he quit the drama act already? Nothing's changed... well, almost. His stupid hothead behavior still remains the same though.

- "Whoever that is." He drops on me, all haughty and cold.

Now my blood start boiling and he's really getting at me so I can't help my older brother tone to come out.

- "I'm just saying." I start, barely containing my anger. "You can be a little – harsh sometimes. Just think before you talk, that's all I'm asking. No one's your enemy here, Jace." I finish, hoping that he understand our concern for his wellfare and stop acting like a diva.

But of course, he doesn't...

- "Well, thanks for the advice." He slash at me. "I can walk myself the rest of the way to the library." He placate me, walking away quickly.

Eventhough I know it's useless, I let the guilt invade me and try to call him back.

- "Jace..."

I see his retreating figure round the corner and he's out of view. Balacing between guilt and frustration, I turn around and walk back to my room, in need of some more sleep but doubting I can find it.

I sigh deeply and rub the palm of my hand over my face, thinking that Jace is really taking its toll on my patience lately. I know he suffers and that it's hard for him but I cannot get out of my head that he just keeps asking for trouble. If before, I would have asked nothing more than protecting him from himself, now he's just getting me exhausted.

Growing sneakier and dirtier since I know Magnus, my mind round back at me whispering that we could have much more fun hanging around our favorite warlock instead of babysitting an over-dramatic Jace, running to his deathbed faster than a deer caught in headlights...

Shivering, I lift my fingers and let them brush the sensitive spot on my neck, remembering the intense feeling of Magnus's teeth and mouth over it. Blushing, I can't contain a giddy smile and even if I know I'm supposed to be mad at my boyfriend for marking me in such an obvious way, I still find some pride in it, flattered that my lover may have want to claim me somehow. After all, he did give me the key to his flat, it should mean that I belong to him somehow... I wonder how I could use that to my advantage.

Alec walk down the hallway dreamily, wondering if there's a way he could get Magnus to crack under the pressure, letting him win their bet in a time as short as possible. Because, let's face it; he definitely won't be able to hold on more than one day...

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