Malec/Jalec/Malace Smut

Paperwork

Magnus sighed and ran a hand through his dark hair. The stack of paperwork in front of him was beginning to look very daunting, and he was on his third cup of coffee.

Magnus signed yet another line and double checked another set of numbers, and didn't notice when Jace sat down on the sofa next to him.

He did notice, however, when Jace's soft, pink lips attached to his neck and moved along his throat.

"Jace . . ." Magnus breathed out, letting out a small laugh. "Jace, I need to finish this paperwork."

Jace stuck out his bottom lip. "You've been doing paperwork for the past three hours." he groaned, pouting.

Magnus chuckled, signing something with his pen. "I'm sorry, love."

Jace looked at him. He looked at his golden skin, his perfect jawline, the way his tongue flicked over his lip as he signed more papers.

Jace moved to straddle Magnus' lap, attaching his lips to Magnus' neck once again. He grabbed the papers from Magnus's hand and set them on the coffee table. Jace slowly licked a line from the hollow of his throat to the shell of Magnus' ear, which he took between his teeth and pulled.

"Jace, please . . ." Magnus objected meekly.

"Please, what?" he asked innocently. "Tell me what you want, Mags," he whispered seductively into the warlock's neck.

"I - I need to finish my paperwork." he breathed.

Jace said, "But do you want to?"

Magnus didn't have a chance to answer, as Jace drug his teeth down Magnus' neck, and Jace smirked as the warlock let out a loud moan.

"Magnus." Jace whispered in his ear, making Magnus shiver. "Magnus, I want you. Magnus, I need you."

Magnus let out a groan in the back of his throat. He needed to finish his work.

"We haven't done anything, anything, in weeks." Jace whined softly. "You've barely touched me. Don't you want to?" Jace knew the answer.

He slowly ground his hips into the warlock's and smirked as Magnus breathed in sharply. He moved his hips even more and whispered, "Magnus, I need you."

That was all it took for Magnus to push Jace off him, on to the couch, crawling over his body and mashing their lips together. "You know exactly what you were doing." he growled in Jace's ear. "You know exactly what it takes to make me come undone."

Jace smirked. He knew what he had done, knew what he had been trying to do, and it had worked.

Magnus attacked Jace's mouth with his own, lips and tongues and teeth clashing viciously, in a beautiful storm of passion and lust and need.

Magnus moved downwards on his Shadowhunter with his lips. He dragged the collar of Jace's shirt aside with his teeth, smirking as Jace moaned.

Magnus grabbed the hem of Jace's shirt and slid it over his head, ripping part of it in his haste. He also ripped his own shirt off, and he watched as Jace's eyes ravaged his bare skin.

Magnus leaned down to kiss Jace's chest, biting each nipple before soothing the sting with his tongue.

Surprising Magnus, Jace pushed the warlock off of him, and Magnus sat up on the couch.

He was about to question his Shadowhunter when Jace kneeled on the floor in front of the couch and unzipped Magnus' pants.

"Jace . . ." Magnus said, hesitantly.