Alec tugged again, since Jace made that noise. And then slid his lips over him. Alec groaned, eyes meeting Jace's, holding them and watching as Jace's mouth slid over him. "Jace," he said, barely loud enough to carry.

Angel Jace looked good. He felt good too, but Alec was almost just hypnotized by watching him, seeing his mouth on Alec, seeing him look back at Alec. Alec couldn't have pictured this at home, he'd been too ignorant of everything and too scared of wanting. But if he had, it still wouldn't have come close to what it's like to really see Jace like this.