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[ Jace definitely appreciates the image, he'd be a fool not to, but there is something pinging at the back of his brain that says he knows that cleavage. Which is not entirely helpful, he's seen plenty in his time. Still. Why is that bothering him? ]

Somehow, with such lovely presentation, I doubt you're going to have much trouble meeting quota around here. How did I get so lucky?

( no face no case. )

It's not so much meeting it. I'm sure there's plenty of willing bodies around the city, but enjoying it? Well, that's something else entirely, isn't it?

Besides. Something is telling me three times across a month might just be insufficient.

[ Jace has no problem flirting, but he's already gotten one awkward misfire, so he's cautious until he can figure this out. ]

Well it certainly does make it less of a requirement of your time if you can enjoy it, yes. Anyone with half a brain should know how to manage that though.

As a person who enjoys a good romp in the sheets, three times a month is definitely below minimums, yes.

( cautious? in a place like this? maybe she should follow suit. still, she hasn't quite discovered that the image hadn't made it to where she'd intended—more, that it ended up in the hands of someone she saw as family. )

You'd be surprised. Then again, I'm quite confident you'd be able to 'manage' just fine.

I'm not the easiest to please, but I like to think I give back in kind, when I am.

Oh, you are, are you? Interesting. I wasn't aware that my reputation had managed to follow me over in less than a week.

[ Especially since he'd only had one actual intimate encounter so far and they definitely hadn't been female. ]

Oh I'm willing to put in the work to earn the reward, most definitely.

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( that's... enough to get her brain ticking, enough to tug her out of that cloud of want that'd festered within her long enough to the spur her initial message on in the first place. sloppiness wasn't like her, but the moment she puts two and two together she's met with a vine tightening about her chest, gawking at her screen before lips snap shut.

she debates closing out the message, but sooner or later he'll catch on, and it's not like they'll be strangers from that point forward. )

Jace?

[ Jace blinks at the message for a second, and he blinks and then he actually fumbles his devices, dropping it, and cursing as he picks it up. He kind of hates the fact that as soon as he realizes the person knows him, he knows exactly whose cleavage that is. ]

Fuck. Izzy? What the hell? I-

[ Honestly, he's kind of still flattered, but he doubts very much Izzy meant to send that to him. She'd never, ever indicated any sort of interest in like with him before. Which makes him wonder. ]

Are you alright?

( okay, so... it could have been worse. at least, she's trying to tell herself that, despite the fact that they're definitely going to have more than one opportunity to face one another after this. and yet, what bothers her isn't the realization that he'd been on the other end of that message, but more that she isn't totally distraught by it. she's taken aback, without question, but she's left quarreling with the fact that she's not upset that he's now seen a part of her maybe he never should have.

she should be apologizing, asking him to delete it, make some sort of soft attempt at diverting them to a different topic, but she isn't. )

Considering? I'm fine.

I promise I don't go sending messages like that to just anyone.

[ His immediate concern has been addressed, and Izzy is safe. Which just leaves the awkward fact that he'd been essentially flirting with the girl he was raised as the brother of. ]

Well. It seems to be going around. Missed texts, I mean. Just making sure you hadn't got like, drugged or coerced.

Ha. Well. Lucky whoever you meant to send it to? You're a grown woman, Izzy. You never had any trouble getting what you want. Go you.

Not tonight, at least.

( it's meant as a joke, but there's some seriousness laced within the response. she wasn't sure if she could call it a full on 'being drugged', but the drinks had certainly been sweet enough to disguise it. there's an admission in her statement, though. there was no influence, no coercion, nothing to blame other than her own pent up want. neither her or jace had ever been shy about their tastes, but they'd never been this blunt about it, either. )

You say that as if you have that trouble yourself. I wouldn't be surprised if you'd managed to meet your quota already. ( now that's more of the typical tease she's used to dishing out; it's hardly an insult. )

Don't joke Izzy, this place is weird. I worry.

[ About her. About Alec. About himself. About what this place will do to him. Let him be. ]

Honestly? I haven't really tried yet. Its been uh, complicated.

Besides, I'm not the only in this discussion who should have no problem meeting any quotas.

I know you do. I'm fine, really. Just kind of restless I guess.

( and it's difficult not to be, given she doesn't have the typical distractions and means of keeping herself busy like she did back at the institute. )

I accept the compliment, but you said it yourself. This place isn't exactly home.

I can't really just call someone over to help out, either. Even if I want to. Everything comes with complications.

( she's obviously not thinking about where he is. obviously. )

Oh believe me, I get that feeling.

[ He was used to filling his days with training, with missions, with all sorts of distractions, to keep himself out of his own head and his own feelings. ]

I mean, technically you can. I saw some woman put out an actual open roll call for volunteers. You'd have more applicants than her in a heartbeat. You're gorgeous Izzy, you know that.

That's not exactly my style.

( there's no judgment there, but she likes to at least try and let things unfold naturally. )

It's not all looks. Knowing someone goes a long way when it comes to pleasure, even if I've been pleasantly surprised.

Besides, maybe there's things I want that I don't know how to ask for. Or at least, don't want to broadcast across an entire network.

[ Jace stares down at his phone for a long time. In some ways, Izzy is saying things he's been thinking, and keeping to himself for ages. He wonders if... No. That is a stupid lane of thought and he should nix that immediately. ]

Oh Izzy. Trust me when I say I understand that predicament in... many, many ways.

Although I'm sure whoever you originally meant to send that picture to would be jumping to do your bidding immediately upon proper receipt.

( she wants to ask him to explain, but it's not something she should be curious about. they'd always toyed with one another, knew full and well neither were ashamed to talk openly about sex and whatever came with it. but it'd never been anything other than that, surface-level chatter and bantering.

she shouldn't. but it's late and she's not in the mood to stave off whatever this was— )

And if I said I haven't sent it to them?

Why the hell not? It's clearly someone you know would welcome the invitation, right?

Izzy, since when are you hesitant to go after what you want?

More than likely, yes.

I can't just send it to someone else! You'll just have to appreciate it for what it is for them.

( because that's appropriate. )

Maybe I'm not sure what I want.

Izzy.

I mean. Don't get me wrong. I can definitely, uh, appreciate. The uh, aesthetic. But Alec would literally rip my eyes out of my head. And feed them to me. Raw.

This place can make things very confusing.

( it's a soft denial, but it doesn't come with shame so much as it does an inward look to get her shit together. the topics already been breached, even if it's only slightly—so allow her the curiosity, at least. )

My brother doesn't exactly get a say in that department.

I can make my own decisions. You can too, you know.

( ~~it's not like he has to know.~~ )

[ Jace doesn't know what to do. The idea's never crossed his mind before. He's certainly not adverse to it. Okay, let's be honest, he's very much in favor of the idea. But shit with Alec is complicated at the moment, and he doesn't know that he can keep those kind of secrets from his parabatai. He doesn't want to say no. He just isn't sure he should say yes. ]

No. No, he doesn't, but it doesn't mean we can't discount his reaction entirely, either? Like, I like my eyes in my skull. They're useful there.

I can. I absolutely can. I just...

Angel, Izzy. You're fucking beautiful and the things we could do...

I just don't want either of us to regret it later.

( it's not like she'd been one to think about it, either. maybe it was the city's way of toying with her, throwing her into a situation that would never unfold back home. she can recognize his looks for what they are, she gets the appeal other woman find in him, but what's more is she knows what's beneath that bravado, that arrogance, and he knows what's beneath her own.

the last thing she wants to do is talk about her brother in the current circumstance, but she gets it. )

He wouldn't touch you. Especially if he knew I was the one instigating. If anything, he can be mad at me.

( but she doesn't think it'll go there. if there was anything her and alec gave one another it was understanding; support, even if blindly. )

Why don't you tell me about some of those 'things.'

I mean. I'd rather he wasn't mad at either of us.

[ Then again, Alec had his boyfriend and Magnus and who the hell ever else he was hanging around these days. It wasn't as if he needed Jace around too.

Jace was good with women. Well, most women. The women who he slept with, flirted with, his 'book club'. Izzy was different. Izzy mattered, and for one of the first times since he was about fourteen he found himself somewhat tongue-tied in trying to say something smooth. ]

You want words, when you know how terrible I am at those?

When's the last time he stayed mad at either of us for more than a day?

( they were all too important to one another. and as much as her comfort in this place comes from the fact that her brother had come to find her only a few hours after she'd arrived, she knows a risk when she sees one, and no part of her believes this would do anything to fracture that.

she's still in that robe kissing silk against her skin every time she shifts, draft from the brisk city outdoors coming in through the curtains. she can't help but to imagine him seeing her this way, wearing so little, layer slouched over a single bronzed shoulder. and she finds she wants so much more from him than words, but he'd always been able to run his mouth—surely he could handle the task before him now. )

Maybe they'll earn you an invitation to show me instead.

Tell me, one thing. The first thing you think about.

[ Well she had a point, and Alec HAD told him to go and more or less... try people out. So really, he had only himself to blame if Jace did that. ]

Finding out if your skin is as silky as that robe. Running my fingers over it and know you won't give a shit about the sword calluses. Finding out what happens when I play with your hair now that I'm not just trying to tug it and run away.

Re: misfire — un: allthatandchips

i'm just gonna keep playing her thinking it went to the right place :')

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will they or wont they: place your bets

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