A/N: I obviously don't own the characters. They belong to Cassandra Clare. This is rated M for most adult themes of course. Varies between Characters Points of View.

Pairings: Malec, Ragnor/Raphael, Sizzy, Clace,

I present to you the sequel to So I'm Dating a Porn Star :)

Sorry this one's kinda are always welcome :) they're my fuel

Moving (Alec's POV)

Alec groped around blindly for his phone as it started vibrating on the table and slid the green phone across to answer it.

"Hello?" he rubbed his eyes as he sat up.

"Alec hey, I'm not interrupting you am I?" Camille asked.

"No no, I was just taking a small napish," Alec answered as he sat up. He ran a hand through his hair. He sat up more and moved his computer out of the way as he stood up. "Something I can help you with?"

"Are you really considering moving out there to Los Angeles?" she asked.

"He told you already?" Alec asked.

"Better me than Ragnor," she answered.

"We discussed it, sort of," Alec said going to the kitchen.

He picked up the note that was on top of a plate on the counter. And read it over in his head and lifted the cover on the plate. Magnus had cooked him lunch.

"What'd he say?" she asked.

"Didn't he already tell you?" he said putting the plate in the microwave to heat up.

"I couldn't get a straight answer out of him," She replied. "He just told me you wanted to move to Los Angeles and then asked me to check out the cater for him. I'm supposed to be going with your sister I believe."

"Ah yeah. Make sure the frostings butter cream. And Magnus wanted blue roses on the cake. Real ones," Alec told her.

"You are just catering to his every whim you know that?" She said.

"He's worth it. And I don't want him stressing out about the wedding," Alec replied. "He get's very…passive aggressive when he's stressed…"

"You know, I have to admit, as happy as I am for you two, I am jealous," she said.

"Jealous? Why?"

"Because you and Magnus are getting married...I always thought I'd be walking down the aisle with Magnus meeting me at the altar, but he cheated on me with my assistant and then he met you and now he get to walk down the aisle and…" She trailed off. "Sorry. It's hard without Magnus here to talk to about this."

"I get it. If it makes you feel better, I never actually thought I'd get this far with him," Alec told her. "So if you don't mind me asking…how long do you plan to keep me here in Los Angeles?"

"Just a few more week I promise," she told him. "I have to go. Models to talk to and all that stuff. Have Magnus call me later okay?"

"Will do."

He hung up and set the phone aside before pulling his laptop closer and open up one of the photo albums on the desktop and flipped through them. Most of them were of Magnus when he didn't know he had taken them. A few were of them when they were having sex and some were a few video's he recorded.

"Honey I'm home~" Magnus set his bag on the counter and took off his sunglasses.

"Has a nice ring to it," Alec smiled. "Where have you been all day?"

"I just had to sit through a three hour lunch with Seelie against my will in her hotel. Not my ideal definition of fun," Magnus answered sitting down in his lap.

"I'm sorry," Alec wrapped his arms around him. "Anything I can do to make you feel better?"

"Not go to work tomorrow…hang out with me?" Magnus answered. "We can…sit down, have an actual talk about this Los Angeles thing."

"I can't take off tomorrow. Back to back clients," Alec sighed. "This is not New York babe."

"No it's fucking not," Magnus got up and went into the bedroom and shut the door.

"Fuck," Alec closed his lap top and got up going after him. "You know if I could take the day off and spend it with you I would. But you have me now and I will stay up with you as late as you want me to and we can talk about whatever you want."

"Just tell me we don't have to have to decide on Los Angeles right away," Magnus sighed sitting on the bed. "Tell Camille no next time. Please."

"I will tell her no next time," he nodded and kissed his cheek. "Few more weeks and then we can go home. And plan our wedding."

"Promise?" Magnus asked.

"I promise babe. Okay?" Alec answered.

"…You're a pushover you know that…" Magnus said pulling him down for a kiss.

"You are not the first person to tell me that today," Alec replied kissing him with a smile. "Which reminds me, Camille wants you to call her."

"And call her I shall," Magnus nodded. "After I wash off Seelie's perfume. Join me?"

"I can do that," Alec said. "But none of that glitter body wash anywhere near my pelvic region. I am very serious."

"Fine," Magnus sighed dramatically as he stood up and took off his clothes as he walked to the bathroom. "I suppose I can restrain myself."

"Restrain is not your strong suit," Alec teased following him into the bathroom and shutting the door.