Malec/Jalec/Malace Smut

You've Got the Devil in Your Eyes

Months and months of sneaking around. It was all Alec thought about. He was always wondering about getting caught or about having to stop one day. He was always worrying about the day Jace decided he wasn't worth the hassle any longer. It wasn't as if Jace had ever given him reason to think that but Alec always found himself to be more of a worrier than a rational thinker about things that included his Parabati.

The sight of Jace had him breathless in seconds. The blonde's hair was a mess, falling over his forehead and into his eyes as he walked up to Alec. His eyes were alight with a mischief the older Shadowhunter always found made him weak. Jace's smile was small but genuine as he reached Alec and it made his heart ache. He wanted this so bad but he couldn't risk being broken by being tossed aside.

"Hey," Jace grinned. He ran his hand through his hair and Alec found he couldn't help but track the movement. Those hands had done so much to him. Rough and calloused yet so gentle. God, they were so gentle-

Alec swallowed, turning without a word. He lead the way to his bedroom, making sure no one was around as he pushed the door open and let Jace in first. He was suddenly extremely nervous. He'd never had to confront anyone about something like this before but he had to say something. He had to end it.

The sneaking around made him feel like a dirty little secret, even though he knew that their relationship was past the point of forbidden. It made him feel like crap and he just couldn't deal with it any longer. He closed the door once he'd stepped in after Jace, leaning back against the solid wood for support.

Jace turned to him with his usual easy smile and Alec cursed himself for the way his heart fluttered at the sight. The younger Shadowhunter was beautiful and it always caught Alec off guard. Especially when Jace stalked up to him and kissed him. It was an art form; the way Jace moved his lips against Alec's own almost intoxicating.

Alec frowned as he caught himself kissing back, his hands coming up so he could lightly push Jace away. Jace looked confused for a second, tilting his head in a silent question. Alec had to look away, mannerisms such as that making Jace unbelievably irresistible.

"I can't keep doing this, Jace." He heard Jace begin to protest or question him but Alec shook his head. "No, Jace. I can't keep doing this."

"Doing what?" The blonde asked after a few seconds of unhappy glaring and stunned silence.

"Sneaking around with you. It's- I hate it."

Jace frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. "Alec, you told me you didn't mind. You said that it was too risky not to sneak around and I agree."

"That's exactly the point. I'm risking everything!" The words came out wrong but he couldn't retract them. What he'd meant was that they were both risking everything but his way with words had made another appearance.

Jace recoiled. "And you don't think I'm risking anything for this?"

Alec had put his foot in it but he'd found a way out. He wanted to break it off and Jace seemed to be angry enough to make a quick decision like that. So, instead of dropping to his knees and apologizing like he wanted to, he shook his head and began to move into his room. "You don't understand, Jace."

Jace spun around instead of leaving like Alec had hoped he would. "What don't I understand? That you're obviously worrying more about yourself than me. I'm your parabatai. I hate to say it but I'm your lover. You're always my main concern, Alec, but I guess I'm no longer yours."

That hadn't gone as Alec had planned. The words struck a chord and his resolve snapped. He whirled around, pointing an accusatory finger at Jace. "Bullshit," Alec spat. "The only person you ever worry about these days is yourself and Clary, you arrogant prick."