Drabble: Urges

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Title: Urges
Author: avari_maethor
Summary: Every man has urges.
Rating: R
Warnings: Slash. Jace/Alec. Masturbation.
A/N: This is based on Starry’s “Like It Never Happened”, I wrote it before she decided to make a full story/series. You should read it first.

Urges

There is something to be said about strength. I like strength. Physical impresses me and strong personality type’s draw me in. I’ve always been attracted to strong women. But, strong women do get boring. Lately I’ve found my eyes seeking out a different kind of strength…namely, Alec Lightwood, my parabatai. Alec’s strength is hard to describe. Alec isn’t the first person I would look to as a leader, but if everything went to hell I would depend on him to bring us back. Yes, I’m the first person people notice when we appear somewhere together but it’s hard for me to ignore Alec’s presence so close to me. He’s like a moon, not burning bright but with his own gravitational pull. The most attractive thing about Alec is that he has this strength and yet he doesn’t realize it, there’s a sort of innocence to him.

I’ve always felt a connection to Alec, even before we became parabatai. Not romantic, don’t fool yourself. Because the women in my life weren’t doing it for me, I found myself watching him more and more during our training and sparring sessions. I know how he feels about me, he tries so hard to hide it (it’s kind of funny really) but I catch him staring at parts of me that he shouldn’t be staring at for longer than is really right for guy to stare. I don’t care, I mean, who wouldn’t want to look at this?

Climbing out of the shower I ran a towel over my body. I have a sparring session with Alec in about forty-five minutes. Honestly, I should have skipped the shower until after our sparring session because I’ll just work up a sweat again but I like to be clean. I enjoy my sparring sessions will Alec, we’ve been doing this for so long that I can usually predict what he’s going to do before he does it… but sometimes, sometimes he surprises me and I like those surprises.

Standing in front of the mirror I cast my eyes over my body; lean and hard with muscle. I’ve worked hard to get my body to be this perfect. I’d probably have to put a bucket under Alec’s chin if he saw me right about now. The thought of Alec seeing me like this, in all my naked glory, sends a spark of interest straight to my groin. I can feel myself harden and before long my hand has gone to my dick and I’m stroking.

I’m not crazy about jacking off in front of a mirror. I know how good my body looks. So, with my hand still slowly pumping my dick I make my way over to my bed and fall back onto it. Ahh, much better. As my dick hardens further I feel my hips start to get in on the action, rising off the bed just slightly with my strokes. Burying your dick in heated flesh, or having it sucked are great…but sometimes a man just has to handle his own business.

I’m not sure what made me aware of his presence, I’m chalking it down to the connection we have as parabatai. Whatever it was though, I noticed as the pressure started to build and I started to stroke faster. I angled my body a bit on the bed, trying to give him a better view. Knowing he was watching added an extra spark of excitement to what I was already feeling.

I could only imagine what Alec was feeling. I saw him in my mind’s eye, one hand covering his mouth to keep from making any sound… and the other; oh the other was mostly likely pressed against his own dick. Alec wouldn’t stick his hand in his pants right outside my door, he wouldn’t risk that…but he would rub himself through the fabric. I could hear his gasps, the whines and groans in my mind. Having him make those sounds because of what I was doing just sweetened the pot. Imagining him making those sounds while I did things to him was even better.

One stroke, two, three and a fourth had me finding my release. The groan that escaped my throat surprised even me as my hips rose off the bed, my cum landing on my stomach, and then as I rested back against the bed. My hand kept moving, slowly, just riding out the waves of my orgasm. I felt a grin tug at my lips as the last wave passed and I let my hand fall away. I heard a slight shuffle and then the sound of footsteps trying too hard to be quiet. Knowing Alec would be unable to deny himself after such a show, I quickly got to my feet, rubbed the cum off my stomach and pulled my training gear on.

Alec would be so embarrassed if he knew that I had known he was there. I also knew that he wouldn’t just go to his room, shut the door and seek his release. He would want privacy. Drawing a soundless rune on both my feet with my stele, I went quickly up to the 3rd floor. No one used these rooms unless we had visitors from Idris so it would be a perfect place for Alec to come. Sure enough, the bathroom in the corner had its door closed. Maryse insisted on all the rooms up here staying open so that the air moved and didn’t get that stale smell.

I stepped to the side of the door and leaned in close. I could hear his quick breathing and the tell-tell sound of flesh moving over flesh. That grin from a few minutes ago returned. Turning, I leaned back against the wall, crossing my legs at the ankles and folding my arms over my chest. The sounds were muffled through the door but in the quiet hallway they were all too loud. The sounds Alec was making were as enticing as I imagined. I could feel my cock hardening once more but I ignored it for the time being. There would be time for that later…

Hearing the water from the sink turn on, I uncrossed my arms from over my chest and stood straight. With a small smirk tugging at the corner of my lips I headed for the training room. This would be a fun session…