Y'all deserve a little smut by now, don't you think? This is a bit more of a mediocre smut but, i think, it's hot all the same ;)
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You were in a meeting. An important meeting with the Clave.
You tried to concentrate, you really did.
You really, really did.
However, it seemed the post-wedding honeymoon phase was certainly not lost on yourself and Alec. Newly married and fresh off your honeymoon, the sexual tension was ridiculously thick.
It especially didn't help that Alec was sitting right next to you.
Alec's hand on your leg was incredibly noticeable to you...and to him. The presence of his hand began to drift, moving from your knee...further up to your mid-thigh...
Your leg jerks under the table and you quickly manoeuvre it to make sure it doesn't hit the underside of the table, shooting a quick glare to Alec, an impish grin on his face
"So, Mrs Lightwood, what is your opinion on this issue?" a Clave leader asks you and your head snaps to him, already having forgotten his name
First meeting as a Lightwood and, already, you were slipping...not that you didn't have a reason...
"Uh, sorry, what issue?" you ask, trying to keep things professional as you knock Alec's hand back down to your knee
"The Seelie queen's betrayal, what do you suggest we do about it?" the Clave leader seems frustrated by your lack of attention and you make a mental note to kill Alec later
"Yes, right. Well, with the..." you stop abruptly as Alec's hand reappears further up your thigh, "With the uprising among the Downworlder's, the only thing that can really be done is to..."
You resist a growl as Alec's hand sits mere centimetres from your heat and you exhale the rest of your argument in a quick breath, "Is to hold her accountable against the Accords, make an example of her and make sure she is punished for such a violation. May I be excused?"
The Clave leader seems taken aback, both by your insightful suggestion and your rush to leave, "Of course. Is everything alright?"
"Yes, yes" you stand quickly, Alec's hand sliding back to his own lap, "Just...feeling a little ill"
The Clave leader nods, frowning suspiciously and you exit the room at a normal pace, rushing into the nearest equipment closet once you were out of their line of sight, knowing it was only a matter of time before Alec found you
Sure enough, moments later, the door to the closet opened and you pulled Alec inside, shutting it behind him before you pushed him against a rack of swords
"You are the devil" you hiss at him, attacking his neck with feverish kisses, your sexual anticipation stirring your every move
"Actually, I'm an angel" Alec smirks and you pull back resisting a smile as Alec tears your shirt off, throwing it to the floor "Nephilim, remember? And as are you...so is it any real wonder that I just can't keep my hands off of you?"
You growl, ripping his own shirt half-open and proceeding your assault on his lips, your kisses passionate and hungry, your tongues working in perfect synchronicity without losing an ounce of ferocity
"I don't feel much like an angel right now" you warn, pulling Alec far enough away from the wall that you can jump from the floor and wrap your legs around his waist
Alec uses this opportunity to be dominant and he slams your back against the rack, thrusting his pelvis up towards you, connecting his clothed package to your throbbing heat as you moan and pant in both pleasure and breathlessness
"Oh, God" you moan, leaning your head back as he continues thrusting and kissing your neck
The sound of the door opening alerts you both and you freeze as one of the Clave leaders walks into the closet, his eyes judgemental and critical, not a smidgen of shock or disbelief on his face
"Oh...my God" you gasp, unwrapping yourself from Alec and dropping to the floor, your heavy heeled leather booths thunking to the floor the only sound in the very awkward room
"I was sent to check up on you both, you seemed to be taking a long time" he informs you both, his gaze steely and unemotional, and I look to Alec as he buttons his shirt back up...or, tries to, because I seemed to have popped the first couple buttons off, "I suggest you get back into the meeting room as soon as possible as we do need to resolve the issue today and I feel it may be a more productive use of your work time, yes?"
You nod, crossing your arms shamefully across your chest, trying to conceal as much skin as possible from the man you barely knew
"I suggest you do it quickly" he murmurs, closing the door behind himself
"Really?!" you hiss at Alec, smacking his chest as you bend down and pick up your shirt, hastily slipping it back over your head and working to fix your hair
"What?!" he smirks, "You should've locked the door"
"Yes, well, couldn't you have waited until the end of the fucking meeting?" you whisper-shout at him, "Damn it, Alec, this was my first meeting with the Clave in an official capacity as your wife and now they'll just think of me a damn slut..."
"Y/N" Alec calms you, his hands on your shoulders, "It's okay. He was sent to collect us, to inform us and he won't go back and tattletale, everyone knows what we were doing, it's pretty standard for most couples, especially ones like us..."
Ones like us. Young, newly-wed, horny as all hell...
"This better not impact on us badly" you warn him, "The Lightwood name is mine now, too, I don't want it tarnished"
Alec smiles at your concern before kissing your nose sweetly, "I love you so much for saying that"
"You bloody well better" you huff, smoothing your skirt down before pulling the door open and walking confidently back to the meeting room.
And he couldn't think of a better person to be with
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This was crap.
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