"Your sister has seen you shirtless a million times, its not like I said no pants," Jace points out, pretty generously, he thinks. "Ugh, you're limiting my shirtless Alec time too much, parabatai," he complains.

Jace takes full advantage, loving the taste of him, the feel of him, of Alec's hands in his hair and he takes his time with the kissing until he's panted and heated and wanting. "My turn," he tells Alec, moving to shove him down on the bed.