Tag: angel eyed gold;; Jace Herondale

Drink by Drink | bowstrung

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Angelic. That was a new one. And it had made him blush too. Angelic, really? He wondered what his sister would say about that one. She’d probably tell him to make a move. And then she’d say that if he didn’t, then she would. It wouldn’t be the first time Izzy ended up getting someone that he’d been interested in. Boys tended to like her better. Not that he was jealous really, but he did wish that he could be looked at first. “Of course it is,” Alec replied with a smile. He cleaned off Jace’s area for him and handed the things to the bartender that he knew that took the next shift.

“Come on then, up you get.” He tried to help Jace up and said, “If you need to lean into me, you can. My car isn’t far from here.” With that, he started leading the way, going slowly as he went. People moved out of their way once they noticed the drunken Jace. Fortunately it really hadn’t taken long to get to his car and he opened the passenger side door and helped him in. “Where did you say you lived? I’m going to need an address. Though if you can’t remember right now, you’re welcome to crash at my place. I’ve got a guest bedroom that’s never used.” Well, unless his sister was staying over, which she wasn’t. She was too attached to her new boyfriend to stay the night at his place much lately.

Jace smiled at him, barely managing to stand. He tried to really stand, but he almost fell as he took a few steps and he reluctantly leaned into Alec. HE really wanted to know the guy before he started getting cuddly, but he supposed there wasn’t much he could do about it now. “I live on the other side of town. If your place is closer, that’s fine.” he murmured, leaning into the seat as he struggled to buckle himself in for a moment. “I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” he asked, looking over with bloodshot eyes. 

Bedtime | bowstrung

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“I won’t get hurt. I’m fine,” Alec argued gently. He had a bad habit of working more than taking care of himself, sure, but he hadn’t gotten hurt. Not yet anyway. Well, that wasn’t counting the time he’d gotten sick and that was something he wasn’t going to mention ever again. Alec grumbled a little as the pen was taken out of his hand. “When did you become such a mother hen?” Alec asked. He sighed once more and stood up. “Alright, worrywart. I’m going to bed. Though if I’m going to bed, you’re going with me.” It had been awhile since they’d shared a bed, but he wasn’t going to complain about it. Alec glanced back at his paperwork once more before he guided the way out of his office and toward his bedroom instead. “How was your patrol? Was there any unusual activity?”

“Maybe not at the moment.” Jace countered, bicolored eyes watching Alec as he urged him out of the chair. “I’m a mother hen where you’re concerned, Alec. Especially after you worked yourself into a bad cold.” he said easily, arching a brow pointedly. HE chuckled, leaning to kiss Alec’s temple. “I have to shower first, but I don’t mind staying in your room tonight.” He kept a safer distance as they walked the halls, knowing the last thing they needed was a Clave probe into their relationship. In public, they were just best friends, but behind closed doors, they were far closer than that. “It was long. But nothing out of the norm. It was quiet tonight.” he answered, stopping at his room to grab a change of clothes before joining Alec in the hall again and expertly hiding his clothes as they finished walking to the bedroom. “I was glad when it was time to come home.”

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“Technically you can.” Mal retorted, rolling her eyes at her fiance. Platformed boots carried the pixie over to the hunter, hands reaching out to caress his bare chest. Glowing green eyes fixed him with a worried look. “Are you going to show me or do I have to give you a thorough physical?” Whether he had healed or not, Mal had felt the pain bite into her flesh, gnawing at her nerves and making her wince. Any pain made her fret about her bonded, often biting her lower lip and pacing as she wondered whether he’d return to her or not. “I knew I should’ve gone with you.”

“I don’t know how,” Jace teased, trying to keep her as calm as possible. He moved to lay a hand over hers, guiding it to his side where he scar was almost gone. “I’m fine, Mal.” he promised, leaning to kiss her forehead. “It’ll be completely healed by the morning. We needed you here, and it felt way worse than it actually was.”

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Alec nodded in agreement. The last few days really had been rough, so being here with Jace was nice. Better than nice, it was amazing. He felt relaxed already. “On top of me,” Alec breathed out as he moved to lay down instead. “All over m-me,” he stuttered out as he lifted his hips. Jace’s touch was teasing and he had a feeling that the blonde knew it. “Fuck, Jace. I need you.” And he was never really this vocal, but it had been a long time since they’d had each other. He rested his hands at Jace’s hips as he said, “Please don’t hold back tonight. I want whatever you’re able to give. And I hope you let me help you along too.”

Blonde bangs fell into his face as he sat up better, moving to straddle over his over before leaning in to kiss him. “I need you too, Alec. Always. Until my last breath.” It was words that anyone would misinterpret as just their parabatai bond, but both of them knew it was so much deeper. He tilted his head, kissing along Alec’s jawline and to his neck. “Are you sure, baby? I left a few bruises last time I went wild.”

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“Fancy meeting you here.” Mal smirked at the nephilim when he entered their room. “Are you stalking me, because that would be creepy.”

Jace rolled his eyes as he walked into their room. “You can’t stalk your fiance, Mal.” he teased. “Besides, you enjoy the attention I give you too much anyway.” he moved to take the cut shirt off, glad the wound was healed, but he knew Mal had felt the burn from it. 

Alone Time | inkfated

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“Jem!” Clary’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. That wasn’t the response she had expected to hear. “I never would have known. And don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. His secret is safe with me.” She would keep the secret as she knew that Jace would also keep it. Her lips curled up into a smile. “I’m glad that you had them. They seem like they were good to grow up with.” Well, for the most part. She’d had Simon most of her life, so she knew what it was like to find friends in unexpected places.Clary frowned and shook her head. “It was, but it also wasn’t you. I know you would have stopped it if you could’ve.” She knew he was going to keep wanting to blame himself no matter what she said.

“More would be nice, but I’m not in any rush.” She was willing to wait. There had been one time when she’d worried that she was doing something wrong, that Jace wasn’t going to be interested in her that way. She knew better now. Clary chuckled and was surprised at how much he did understand her. “I’m surprised you would be willing to tolerate it, I’ve noticed you’re rather neat.” She wouldn’t be surprised if she ended up finding him cleaning her room one of these days. Smiling, Clary leaned in and pressed a kiss to his cheek. Then, she walked over to her dresser, where she pulled out some pajama bottoms. Not caring if he was looking, she slipped out of her jeans and quickly pulled the pajama pants on. Then she slipped out of her shirt, leaving the tank that was on underneath. Clary made a small run and leap for her bed. “Mmm…finally.” She curled up, making sure to leave enough space for Jace as she did. “You better come join me, Mr.” And once he had, she wrapped an arm around him and breathed him in. “This is nice,” Clary murmured. “Peaceful.”

Jace gave a little smile as her reaction. “Every now and then I learn more about him. Mostly I’ve been learning about Will.” He nodded. “I preferred the life with them in retrospect.” he replied. “Yes, life when I was a kid was good, but it had a lot more bad with it.” He shrugged a little, humming. “It’s gonna take time for me to get that right in my head, Clary.” A side effect of the punishments brought down by Valentine when he was young. 

“I’m not opposed, I just don’t know how far I’d be able to go.” he explained. He arched a brow at her comment and chuckled. “I heard a mundane one time say that opposites attract? I think it applies in most relationships I’ve seen lately.” He closed the door and watched her change, moving to take his jeans and shirt off and walking over to lay in the bed next to her. He closed his eyes, relaxing and kissing her head, hiding his face in her hair as he let her warmth sink in. “We haven’t had peaceful in a while.” he mused softly, and arm holding her close. 

Drink by Drink | bowstrung

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“You’ll find that I’m not like most people and I do mean it.” He wanted to see him be happier like he used to be, however he knew that heartbreak could hurt. Alec had one been broken hearted and it was why he didn’t open  his heart up so easily anymore. He’d been a fool back then and that would never happen again. The club kept him busy from his thoughts though. The guy that had hired him had been pretty nice to him, had even been rather understanding of his situation, which he had been grateful for. Alec in turn knew when to help someone out who was having a tough time.

“You’re welcome,” Alec replied with an easy going smile. “You think I’m pretty?” He tilted his head, almost surprised by the comment. That wouldn’t be the first time he’d been called pretty. The club owner had a couple of times, he was pretty sure he’d been flirting with him too, but Alec hadn’t fallen for it. “And you’re more than you seem as well,” he replied gently. “Do let me know if you need anything else, okay? I’ll be around here, tending to the bar and the people.” Alec resisted the urge to reach out his hand. A piece of blonde hair stuck out on Jace’s forehead and he wanted to tuck it back behind his ear. Instead, he passed Jace over some water to balance out the alcohol and flickered off to tend to his other customers. Two hours later, it was time for his shift to end and the guy was still there and looking nowhere near sober. Alec joined him at the bar and said, “How was the food?” And if he needed it, he still intended to give Jace a ride home.

Jace watched the other for a moment, feeling caught off guard. After his parents, his grandmother had grieved by diving into nonstop work, leaving a twelve year old Jace to fend for himself most of the time since the babysitters spent their time talking on their phones. He was used to being alone, and maybe it was the alcohol in his system, but something made him feel like with Alec in that moment, he wasn’t as alone as he’d felt for so long. He managed a quiet little smile. “Thank you, Alec.” he said as he took another drink of his water. 

“I mean, you’re not just pretty. You’re like….angelic.” Jace slurred, smiling at him drunkenly. “I’m not entirely sure you’re real.” he joked, leaning forward on the bar some more. He nodded as Alec spoke before nodding weakly and eating. Somehow he managed to eat it all, and the food and the water did help some, but not enough. He looked up as he heard a voice, blonde hair a tousled mess atop his head. “It was good.” he said, clearly in no condition to walk. “IS, uh….is that ride still a thing?”