Hello to you all fellow writers! :D Here's Chapter 8 from Kissed. To keep you grounded, we're still in CoA and the Inquisitor is swinging by, locking Jace up and troubling the romance of our lovely Malec. There's some dialogue here from the book. I did this part in Magnus's POV so you could have the less possible of that, I didn't want to get into the whole thing going on at the institute. Also, I have a credit to give! I used the great review of TeamSparkles who wrote "Alec took a walk... to heaven" (from chapter 7) and I tweaked that in Magnus's texting, as I requested from her and she agreed to my utter pleasure! Thanks for that :D Alright, so I'm closed to my 50 reviews and that would be really awesome if I could get them for next chapter. I always adoooorrre when you let me know of your appreciation for this story, it give me the fuel I need to be thorough with this :) And maybe, who knows, I'll be able to get 100 reviews for chapter 20? ;) Again, thanks for everyone who read, follow, favorite and review this fanfic :D

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Disclaimer : I definitely do not own the Mortal Instruments. And yes, some of these dialogues is from C.C. Thanks for acknowledging my need of accurary with these parts of the books.

Chapter 8 : Sexting and Roommate

Magnus was laying down on his couch, trying to focus on an episode of Project Runway while mostly thinking about the ever-present bulge in his pants. Alec had left about two hours ago and his friend down there was being very obnoxious about the fact he had a bet to win. Sighing, Magnus let his head fall back on the couch and resigning any kind of pride, he rubbed himself against the back of the sofa, attempting to release the undying tension. He figured that as it wasn't his hands or Alec's hands or Alec's mouth or... DAMN IT! Wimpering in frustration, Magnus snapped open his eyes and denied himself any further contact... this would definitely get out of hand and he very much wanted his favorite shadowhunter to be the first to cave. After 800 years, he was not a hormonal teenager anymore and he most surely had achieved control over his physical urges. Looking down, he realized how he was humoring himself shamelessly... There was no way this wouldn't end by him begging Alec to just get down on him already.

Speaking of shadowhunter, he was wondering if Alec would text him soon, he really much needed the distraction and maybe he would extend revenge by teasing the poor boy awfully. Then he wouldn't be the only one to suffer! Right on cue, his phone buzzed shortly, letting him know he received a new text. Grinning devilishly, Magnus picked it up and looked at his new message.

We might have some problems here... The Inquisitor just showed up and she brought Jace to the Silent City, locked him up in a cell. Seems like he's been a bit of a smartass, as usual. Guess we'll just wait it out but I don't like it...

Magnus frowned, disappointed. He hadn't even savour the high of Alec being his boyfriend that he was already shoved downhill, back to his jealousy and frustration of the previous days. Pinching his nose between his thumb and index finger, he asked himself if Alec would ever let him feel giddy more than four hours in a row. This was getting old. Nonetheless, as Magnus very much cared for his shadowhunter, he answered with as less sarcasm as possible.

Don't worry beautiful :) You know how golden boy just love to drag himself below ground, he'll be fine... as fine as a pretentious know-it-all can be. There isn't much you can do anyway...

It took Magnus only two seconds to get the conversation on the subject he was most interested by... Right now, with the level of testosterone in his veins, he couldn't care less about Jace. Even before Alec replied, he was sending another text.

Although, there's much that I would like to do to you now, my love ;) Where are you?

Magnus could really well picture the blush that was spreading on Alec's face right at this moment. He figured he'd been right as the next text took a while longer to come in. He rather enjoyed himself at the moment. With a pure evil expression, he checked the new text.

Are you trying to seduce me on sexting? Or are you just ready to admit you can't hold your part of the bet? Cause I would really be glad to accept your surrender ;D

Magnus groaned in temptation, at an inch to agree on his defeat so his lover would come barging and then they could have another over-the-top sex encounter. But... he was not yet there. He wouldn't go down without a fight!

Does it work? ;) I know I would really LOVE to hear all the sounds your lovely mouth would procuce while surrendering to ME... ahh the things I would do :D

Eager, Magnus waited for the answer, hoping he would coax his boyfriend into some much needed sexting, even though he wasn't suppose to go through with it. Groaning again, but in frustration this time, he opened the next text that had just arrived.

And what would you do? ;)

Magnus gasped, shocked, Alec wasn't often straightforward when it came to sex but everytime he did, he always got Magnus into a useless puddle of desire... and of course, he would use that now, the devil! Refusing to cave in, Magnus brought out the big guns and went for the kill.

I would make you come so hard that you wouldn't even remember your own name or know where you were anymore. I would fill you in so deep that there wouldn't be anything else but me and I would get you begging and trashing as if you were about to die... and I would do it again and again and again and again and again. Until you couldn't take it anymore and swear to never tease me in any bet anymore as of course... you could never win over my obviously irresistible charm ;)

Magnus was laughing to himself in victory when he realized that his own words hadn't been without effect on himself and, in desperate measures, his free hand had betrayed him and was already groping his nether regions joyfully. Swearing, he forced himself to stop, his fingers shaking in pure rage from the denial. Gladly, a new text distracted him from his state of distress.

Well... maybe I underestimated your sexting capacity. You do know that it's 8 at night here and I still have a few hours to walk around my family with a heavy bulge in my pants, right? Although... you still haven't win, I'm not ready to give in. What about you, already shove it in your pants hum? ;)

Unable to help a little blush of shame, Magnus answered quickly so he wouldn't do exactly what Alec was inquiring about. It was a mystery to him that the shy shadowhunter would drive him to such uncontrolable peaks of desire. He was a desperate cause.

Of course not! I told you, you will be the one caving in and I will make sure it will be soon, gorgeous ;D

Grinning, he read the text that came second after.

You're in for a big suprise, warlock, I'll have you crawling in no time ;) Unfortunately, it won't be right now... I have to go back to Izzy, I said I was texting you quickly to let you know of the situation, in case you had some insight or in case we would need your help sooner or later. But, I must say you got me distracted here! ;) Thank god for baggie jeans or else I would have some explaining to do regarding my present condition. I will text you whenever we have some news.

Huffing in complete frustration, Magnus texted rapidly an answer, trying to keep his boyfriend's attention for a while longer.

Awww *pouting*, you'll leave me here ready for you without attendance? What a shame... how quick you dismiss me, my love :( And there I was so ready to take you on a walk to heaven... how sad! Will wait for your surrender so I can get rid of those baggie jeans ;) Keep me informed, darling.

The text came fast and Magnus had to resign. The sexting was over for now.

LOL! You're unbelievable! There's so much going on right now and you still get me craving for you. But enough of that, I've got to go and I still have a bet to win ;) Text you later, babe xxx

A giddy smile overcame the warlock's lips as he saw that his boyfriend had sweet-named him again and strangely enough, had added some kisses. Alexander Lightwood was texting him kisses. This boy would always suprise him. He chuckled before sending the last text.

Hey, ready when you are ;) I'm all up to satisfy your cravings! See ya later honeybun :) XOXOXOXO :D

Magnus had only achieved about three hours of sleep when his phone buzzed again. He was lying down on his stomach, hoping that the pressure of his body against the matress would ease the shooting pain in his lower-abdomen but it had been useless. No cold shower or thinking of ugly things would get him rid of his desire. It had came back now and again all throughout the evening and night. He was just about to give up.

Moaning in despair, he stretched his long arm to reach for his phone on the bedside table. Opening blood-shot eyes, he swept his phone open and looked at the new text message.

Silent City was under attack. Valentine stole the sword. Jace hurt badly. We need your help, the Inquisitor won't do anything about it. Please come quick.

The phone wasn't even close that Magnus was dressing in a hurry, running in his apartment and creating a Portal within five minutes. He got there right in time to hear Alec mentionning his name to the Inquisitor as a potential jailor. How interesting. Still in the shadows, he texted Alec quickly to let him know of his presence.

He listened intently before coming into view.

- "Maybe you should ask him." He heard his lover say.

He then eavesdropped on the most disagreeable voice he'd ever heard.

- "By all means. Where is he?" The voice said.

Magnus couldn't help but frown at the displeasing tone. Implying that his boyfriend would lie... She was in for a little surprise. Alec looked at his phone and he knew that it was is cue to come up front.

- "He's here." He heard Alec say and raised his voice to call him out. "Magnus! Magnus, come on out."

He walked out of the shadows of the gate, happy that he had used his magic to be presentable. Magnus was a sucker for attention and it could only help to create a strong impression on the stiff Inquisitor. He looked at his lover, smirking of the effect he had on the gathering, and at the same time raking Alec up and down to make sure he wasn't hurt or injured. Satisfied of the rather healthy state of his boyfriend, his gaze fell on Jace. A very unmoving Jace.

- "Is he dead?" He asked, trying to batter up some reaction from the stunned assembly. "He looks dead."

From the corner of his eyes, as his gaze was still lingering between Alec and Jace, he saw Maryse puff up like a blowfish before answering him harshly.

- "No." She said. "He's not dead."

Unable to contain his growing irritation with the cold stare of the woman dressed in grey and without even counting Alec's avoiding eyes, Magnus answered sarcastically.

- "Have you checked? I could kick him if you want." He said, moving toward his supposed target.

Adding even more to his dislike, the Inquisitor snapped at him as if he was a toddler.

- "Stop that!" She barked. "He's not dead, but he's injured", she added as if regretting to say so. "Your medical skills are required. Jonathan needs to be well enough for the interrogation."

Hardening his features, Magnus laid out the whole High Warlock show. This woman was getting him on edges.

- "Fine, but it'll cost you." He said.

Of course, that blew in his face as the Inquisitor remained unmoved and Maryse stood up, answering him.

- "I'll pay it." She said.

Glaring at the grey woman, Magnus didn't even care to listen to her speech. He was tired, edgy, horny and now stuck with saving Jace as his deeper, not so nice, instincts pretty much wanted to let the boy rot in hell. Although, as he glanced at his lover, his anger softened when he saw the worry creasing his delicate features. He zoned out, remembering the previous day and all the delicious love-making they had shared, barely listening to the Inquisitor's accusations and Isabelle's rambling shouts about their innocence.

He reluctantly resumed his recall and staring of his lover when he saw Izzy's face turn to a unhealthy shade of red, as if she was about to explode.

- "Look, it's not a problem." He said, casually. "I can keep Jace at my place easily enough." Unfortunately, he couldn't help but add in his mind.

The Inquisitor, with insufferable disdain, turned to Alec, as if he was some disgusting remnant unworthy of his attention, to ramble some more on Jace's impossible importance. Well, here's what it had given him to share intimacy with a shadowhunter... He got cut off of the reality of his rank. He was, after all, a simple Downworlder.

- "Your warlock does realize", she said, and Magnus smiled inwardly to himself. The woman would never how much he was Alec's property. "That Jonathan is a witness of utmost importance to the Clave?"

Although, his pride and smugness got quickly thundered down with Alec's next words.

- "He's not my warlock." His lover said, blushing dramatically.

Thanks for the denying stab of pain, my love, Magnus thought, it hasn't been 24 hours since you were gladly calling me your boyfriend. How nice.

Straightening up and making sure to ignore Alec's presence, as he was not about to show his hurt, he glared at the infuriating woman in front of him, his voice now void of any sarcasm or playful tone the only thing to betray his pain.

- "I've help prisoners for the Clave before." He said, his eyes shifting to Maryse, one of his previous prisoners after the Circle's insurrection. "I think you'll find I have an excellent record in that department. My contract is one of the best." He added haughtily.

The Inquisitor snorted disdainfully and Magnus had to contain himself from clawing at the cold-stone's face. This evening was one of the worst he had lived so far. He all but wanted to crawl back to his bed, with Alec, to teach him some proper lessons of good manner but, of course, that wouldn't happen for a while as he would be dealing with an annoying smartass polluting his flat by his unwelcomed presence.

- "It's settled, then. Let me know when he's well enough to talk, warlock. I've still got plenty of questions for him." The Inquisitor said.

Magnus was barely listening to her, dejected by the upcoming grey days, that would be empty of Alec's presence. He answered her absentmindedly, walking to his duty by Jace's side.

- "Of course." He said, in a flat tone.

He crossed the lawn to stand beside Jace and Clary, muting his tone for the young girl's sake. He had a soft spot for her, to his dismay, as he had seen her grow through the years and become a determined lady.

- "Can he talk?" He asked her gently, gesturing toward Jace.

Clary didn't have to answer as the golden boy opened his eyes slowly and replied, looking up at Magnus, unfocused.

- "What are you doing here?" Jace said dizzily.

Magnus grinned devilishly, enjoying his opponent's state of weakness. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all...

- "Hey, roommate." He said cockily.

Magnus had barely gotten back to the flat with a very quiet Jace, that settled down on the couch right away, closing his eyes, olivious to his presence while he had fix his injuries, when he received a text message. He looked over his 'prisoner' to see he had already fallen asleep before opening the text. It was from Alec.

I'm sorry. For dragging you into this and being... distant. I know you don't have to do all this for us but... I couldn't think about anyone else. Seems like we'll have to last longer than we thought on this bet :) Better wait for me! I doubt Jace's your type but just in case, I will make sure to question him when I see him back ;) Let me know how it goes xxx

The High Warlock of Brooklyn smiled a sad lopsided grin and closed the phone. He couldn't find it in himself to answer his lover. He felt wounded and helpless and wasn't about to wipe out Alec's guilt with some well-placed flirtatious words.

The giddiness had definitely rubbed off and he couldn't help but face the fact that Alexander Lightwood wasn't about to acknowledge him in his life. He was all but his dirty little secret.

Magnus's eyes watered and he snapped his fingers, summoning a blanket for Jace and walked silently to his bedroom, dejected and with a damaged heart in tow.

By the Angel, did he love Alec Lightwood... A quiet sob raked him up as he laid in his cold bed, lonely.

Alright! Did you enjoy that? Even if our favorite warlock feels all tossed aside? :( Don't worry, it'll be fixed soon enough ;)

Ok so question! : Do you wish to see some interactions between Magnus and Jace while he's 'prisoner' or should we jump right away to the Seelie Court? Please let me know :D