"Clearly NOT, or I'd have already been tugging you out of your clothes, sweetheart," Jace chided him, then making a pleased sound at his agreement. "Oh excellent, I'm pretty sure Magnus will be happy to let us play."

"Yes. Always. Even when I'm arguing with you." He returned the kiss, nipping his lower lip. "You're pretty when you're mad," he teased.

He lifted his arms to make it easier for Alec to get his shirt off and groaned as he felt hands on his bare skin, arching his back up a little. It was, he had to admit, pretty hot to see Alec taking the initiative like this.