Alec laughed. "I know. I just meant ... I told you the stuff I've done so you'd know that you're not ... wrong for what you want. But it's not like I just got here and a week later I was doing all of that. It took me a long time. So don't rush when you don't have to. You never know when the city will do that for you anyway."

"I guess I can live with it," Alec decided.

He could live with this too, the way Jace whimpered and sort of showed off for him. Alec had long ago learned to resent Jace's ability to constantly look like he was posing and be beautiful just ... standing around. But he appreciates it again now, when he's allowed to look and touch and want.

"You look good, Jace," Alec told him quietly. His other hand slid along a muscled thigh as he stroked, and Alec leaned in, mouth kissing at his stomach, his other thigh. And then Alec leaned in, swallowing the head of his cock and groaning softly.