Knock, Please

Or

The 3 times Simon and Alec were caught doing the nasty and the one time they didn't care

1. Clary

Clary had literally looked everywhere for Alec. She'd asked everyone, from Jace to Aldertree to even Jessie, one of the healers, and no one had seen him. Though Jace did say that he was probably in his room, probably sulking in the mirror.

She wanted to hit herself upside the head; She had checked everywhere except his room. She had never really ventured into his room, knowing that his disliking for her would worsen if she were ever caught in his room. But she really needed his help with training so she would have to take the risk, and who knows, he might not even be in there.

She trekked past all the unnamed bedrooms and stopped at Alec's, a beat of dread settling in her stomach. She raised her fist and knocked twice, stepping back from the door, trying to put as much space between herself and an angry future Alec.

A moment passed by with no response, so she knocked again and waited. After no answer again she pressed her ear to the door and listened, trying too hear for anything, though the door proved to thick for her to hear much. Instead she pulled up her sleeve and activated her hearing rune. She concentrated and what she heard was slightly… disturbing.

There were deep groans and slight moans coming from Alec's room, a warning sign in her mind, her train of thought automatically thinking that he could be in some kind of a tussle. She unsheathed her sword and pushed open the door, in a stance ready to help her fellow Shadowhunter. Though what welcomed her was something she should've expected, but it was still pretty weird.

A shirtless Alec was crouched over the bottom half of Simon, Simon having his shirt ridden up to his nipples and the zipper of his pants open with his dick in Alec's mouth. Simon had his hands gripping the bars of the top of the bed and his head was thrown back deeply into the pillow. Alec had is eyes closed and was greedily sucking on his counterparts cock, his large rough hands holding down the shallow thrusting hips. They both had their eyes closed, so neither had seen Clary enter, and she guessed they hadn't heard her either.

She was literally stuck, her mind in an infinite loop that kept saying that her best friend was sleeping with the emotionless Shadowhunter and how in the hell she hadn't known this earlier. While she was stuck in her head she hadn't noticed that Simon had drearily opened his eyes and spotted his dazed and confused friend.

He barely kept himself from screaming, merely letting out a squeak that prompted Alec to release the cock from the warm cavern of his mouth and jolt his body over his smaller counterpart, effectively protecting him from any threat. Alec's eyes scanned the room and he sighed when he saw Clary's blushing face.

"Can I help you?" If a person could convey absolute annoyance into four words then Alec was the master at that. Clary was trying her best to not look at her blushing friend and kept her eyes on the shirtless annoyed Shadowhunter. She nodded and spoke, trying to keep her voice neutral, " I was- uh- wondering if you -uhm well- could help me train BUT I see that you're busy- so I'll- uh just go…"

Alec sighed and sneakily and quickly got the covers placed on Simon, trying his best to not scar Clary's mind to much. He looked at Simon's red face and threw him a rare genuine smile, leaning forward and giving him a quick but chaste kiss, effectively ending their short but sexy session. Alec climbed off the bed, buff and slightly hairy chest on display for his partner and fellow fighter. He put on a shirt and walked out the room, grabbing her Clary's arm on his way out, ignoring her cry of "We will be talking about this later Si!"

He looked at her once he closed the door, a silent of command of 'keep your big mouth shut or else'. She nodded eagerly, though he groaned once she opened her mouth again. "So how long has this been happening?"

2. Jace

Jace Wayland was a troubled young man, though his parabati really helped him conquer his internal musings. And though problems would arise through the parabatai bond, such as being able to feel each other's pain and pleasure, Jace wouldn't give up that bond for the world, and he knew that neither would Alec. They were brothers, blood or not. And though he knew that Alec and Izzy has the kind of relationship he and Alec could only dream of, and that Maryse would never fully accept him into their family, he would always have Alec.

Though thinking about Alec, he had been spending less and less time with him, or really at the Institute in general. And every time anyone asked he would just blow off the question, seeming to avoid the question in general. Something was up with his parabatai, and keeping secrets wasn't right between them. So Jace, the amazing friend he was, decided to sneakily follow Alec when he saw him leaving the Institute after a short session of training.

He had followed every back route, every street behind his friend, his mind become increasingly more worried with every street turn. He finally saw Alec stop at a house. It was just a plan white House, not much special to it. Jace became increasingly worried. He knew how Alec felt about mundane's and associating with them. In fact, the only mundane that they all knew was Simon, but it was impossible that Alec was there to see Simon.

Jace saw Alec knock on the plain white door, quickly fixing his hair and straightening his jacket out, trying to make himself, more presentable?

The door opened and a plain mundane mother opened the door, smiling wide at Alec's large form, speaking animatedly to him, Alec in return smiling at her. She led him in and then closed the door behind her. Jace came out of the shadows and stared questioningly at the door, wondering what his parabatai was keeping from him.

Jace waited in the shadows for what must have been thee hours, waiting for either Alec to leave or for all the lights to go out of he could get a sneak in and question him. Either way he was questioning Alec.

At 11 all the lights went out and Jace made his move. He sped across the lawn and looked the house up and down, eyeing two open windows, deciding that each one had a chance of leading him to Alec. The first window was a teenage girls bedroom, said girl was knocked out in the bed and he quickly aborted that room, though stopping once he spotted a lone photo on the desk. It was the sleeping girl, her arm thrown over Simon's shoulders both of them having large smiles on their faces. So it was Simon's house. But that left the question of what Alec was doing there?

Once he was back outside he scaled the other window, deciding to take a sneakier route than the previous one, peeking over the windowsill before hauling himself in. Though what he saw from the windowsill made him stop and almost fall from the two-story window.

So it was Simon and Alec, but they weren't talking. Simon was flat on his bed; fully naked he may add, with Alec between his legs, thrusting with an innate fervor. One of Simon's long pale legs was over Alec's hard muscled shoulder, allowing Alec to grip it for leverage and even suckle on a bit of the pale skin. They were quiet, quieter than people normally were when fucking, but the bed was still creaking with the force of Alec's thrust.

Jace saw a thin veil of red. How could Alec do this to him, his parabatai? How could he keep this from him? Before he knew what he was doing he was pulling him over the edge of the windowsill, quietly putting himself into the darkness of Simon's bedroom.

"Really Alec? How long has this been going on?" Jace couldn't control himself or his voice, it coming out louder than he intended. He saw Simon's eyes bug out and put up his hand in a frantic waving motion, though Jace didn't understand. Before Alec could even respond to him there was a loud banging on the door.

"You two better be SLEEPING IN THERE!"

Simon responded in a quivering voice, "We are Mom go back to bed please." They all heard a huff then loud footsteps leaving from the front of his door. They all waited a moment before anyone moved, waning to make sure they wouldn't be interrupted again.

"I can't believe you Alec. Mr. All about the rules is fucking a mundane. And you've been keeping this from everyone… from me. What would Maryse say Alec? Aldertree?" Jace stopped talking, instead taking heaving breaths. Alec looked away from a furious Jace to a teary eyed Simon, knowing nothing good could come out of this.

"Jace please, just listen. I didn't tell you because I knew you would do this. I know you Jace, and you blow things way out of proportion. This really isn't as bad as you think it is. In fact, Clary knows-"

"CLARY KNOWS! Alec you don't even like her and you told her and not me or even Izzy. You know a mundane can't know about us Alec… I don't want to have to turn you in."

Alec was stuck between his best friend and the annoying adorable mundane who had wormed his way into his life. And he knew choosing Jace was the right decision but in his head he knew what was right.

"You should go."

Alec and Jace looked at Simon, Alec's eyes shining with unshed tears. Simon tried to get up from between Alec's legs but Alec was having none of that. He pushed down the smaller and weaker mundane, a light growl leaving his lips. "You're not going anywhere." Simon nodded and lay back down, the fluffy pillows framing his head. Alec leaned down and pressed a kiss to his pale forehead before getting up, putting on his pants, no shirt.

Alec stood a head taller than Jace, yet at this moment they felt like they were eye to eyes. They both jumped out the window, landing like perfect acrobats. They walked silent back to the Institute; the mundane that was causing a rift in their parabatai bond lying in his bed wishing Jace had never walked in.

3. Magnus

Magnus Bane was the High Warlock of Brooklyn and quit the matchmaker, for himself and others. He was smarter than people took him for, and he loved to use that to his advantage. He wasn't as much of a trickster as the other warlocks he knew, but he liked to sometimes mess with his Shadowhunter friends.

He had sought after the one hunter Alexander, but he quickly gave up that pursuit, knowing the boy was already giving his love to another. But to whom he did not know. But he was curious. And a curious Magnus Bane was never good.

It was February 14, his favorite holiday of all. He could tell you how he spent every single Valentine's Day since his birth and this one was going to be a special one. He had invited over Clary, Jace, the lovely Alexander, that one mundane Simon, Rachael, and anyone else they deemed worthy. He was throwing them a loving party and had a bit of a trick up his sleeve. Just bits of literal love in the air, or maybe spiked in the drinks.

They all arrived promptly at 4 and were astounded by the all the pink in Magnus's loft. The usual exotic themed loft was filled with pink and red hearts and fluffy clouds, He had used a good chunk of his magic to make the room feel sweet and fluffy. It was honestly a bit overwhelming. He had bright pink drinks on tables, one ready for everyone. Of course they were in martini glasses and the rim was covered in some type of edible sparkle powder.

And the host himself looked the epitome of love. He was wearing a long deep red shirt with white harem pants, his hair styled up with red highlights, and his nails painted a nice crimson. He, of course, had on golden glitter eye shadow, which really made his eyes pop. He had a smile on his face and ushered all the people into his extravagant loft. He spotted the two werewolves, Luke and Maia, and saw that they were having a stare down with Jace and Alec. Magnus sighed and shook his head, wishing the Shadowhunter's and Downworlder's could get along for more than a minute.

"Everyone please, Drink to your hearts content. Tonight is on me. Love is in the air." Magnus smiled as they all sipped their fruity drinks. It would only be a matter of time now.

Once everyone managed to settle themselves, Magnus noticed the change in personalities. Jace, who had been previously giving Simon a death glare, was gazing at Clary like she was the last person on Earth. And she was looking at him the same way. But Magnus saw that coming. As he walked around the room, he saw movement from the corner of his eyes and recognized it as Alec, who was leading a dazed Simon into a secluded room. It seemed the plot was thickening.

Magnus continued to walk around, raising an eyebrow when he saw Maia complain to Luke about how she wanted Simon but he was in love with someone else, which in turn earned another raised eyebrow. He saw Isabelle and Raphael having an eye-fucking contest and decided not to intervene, knowing Isabelle was a big girl who could take care of herself.

He snuck away from his love drunken friends and made his way to the secluded room he had seen Alec drag Simon too. He opened the door and was very much pleased with the sight that welcomed him. He first saw Alec's bare ass cheeks, and might he add they are just what he imagined. They were hairless and looked amazingly hard. He was tempted to just squeeze a globe but he knew that was a crossing a line. He kept looking and was not disappointed.

It seems that even making it to the bed, or taking off all of their clothes, was completely unnecessary. Alec had Simon pressed up against a wall and was practically feasting on his pale supple neck, not forgetting to mention that they were fucking. Simon's long legs were wrapped around Alec's hard waist and were gripping him for dear life. His pants were down around his ankles yet Alec's were bunched around his thighs. Alec was thrusting as if his life depended on it, or if the answer to all his problems was deep in Simon's ass.

Magnus wanted to punch himself for what he was about to do. He knocked on the wood and a smile graced his lips as he saw both of the lovely boys freeze.

"Why I hate to break up this lovely display of affection, I'd ask that you do this somewhere else and not a party where your friends are only a few meters away. So I'd get it together if I were you."

Magnus smiled as they let go of each other and righted each other's suits, eyes never leaving each other. They smiled and walked back to the party, Magnus's eyes never straying from Alec's supple ass.

+1. Luke

Luke Garroway was a werewolf, a Downworlder, alpha of the pack. His packs hideout was the Jade Wolf, a pretty decent Chinese restaurant that had pretty tasty beef lo mein. He tended to spend most of his time there, and if he wasn't there then he was at his day job, a police officer. He enjoyed his days at the office with Alaric, but he loved his nights at the Jade Wolf, pack bonding with free food was all he could ever ask for.

Another reason he loved hiding away at the Jade Wolf was that he could avoid Shadowhunter issues, as there was literally a problem every week that had either Jace or Clary, or both at his door. While Jace wasn't exactly his favorite person, he truly enjoyed the visits from Clary, even though dealing with her hard headedness was leading him to an early grave.

And speaking of the fiery red haired Shadowhunter, he, as well as every other werewolf in the place, turned their heads when she walked in. The pack didn't exactly hate her, they just didn't like her. She walked in with a vibrant smile on her face, her eyes finding Luke's and, if possible, smiling even bigger. She walked to his table and frowned when Alaric stood and left, the idea that they still cant be friends a mind-boggling idea to her. She sat at the previously occupied seat and waited. Luke spoke first.

"I'm guessing you're not here for the lo mein."

Clary laughed and shook her head, her smile briefly reminding him of Jocelyn. "I'm here to ask for a favor in… fatherly advice." Luke was taken aback. Since she had become a Shadowhunter she had barely been communicating with him as a father. Even though he had raised her as his own, she saw him as an ally now, the fatherly aspect having died along with her human aspects.

"I'm here for you Clary. What kind of fatherly advice do you need?" Clary sighed.

"It's not really about me. It's Simon. He's been off the charts since I became a Shadowhunter and I don't really know what to do. Like we've been friends since we were kids and it feels like I'm losing him. And that isn't even the worst part."

Luke's werewolf instincts perked up. Simon Lewis, as well as Clary, were like his children. He had watched Simon grow from a twiggy little boy to a nervous nerdy teen, and even if he was a mundane, he was pack in Luke's eyes. He would protect the boy from anything; Luke would protect the two people he deemed family.

"Luke it's okay…" Clary looked worried, meaning his eyes must have gone green, the sense of urgency for his pup rearing to he surface.

"It's just…ugh. You can't tell anyone Luke. I mean it no one can know. That I even know this was literally the biggest accident."

"Just tell me Clary you're worrying me." She sighed and ran her hands through her long red hair before looking Luke directly in the eye.

"I caught Alec sleeping Simon."

Luke's eyes almost bugged out of his head, and he turned when he heard a deep intake of breath from his left. Maia was staring at them with bugged eyes, but she quickly put her head down when Luke flashed his eyes, a silent command to shut the fuck up. He turned back to Clary and nodded, waiting for her to continue.

"I just, want you to try and talk to him, try and get him to hang out with us, with me, and just make him feel like he isn't alone. Like Alec isn't the answer."

Luke's eyebrows furrowed. "Do you not like that Alec is with Simon?"

"It's not that they're together, well maybe it is, its just Alec is infuriating. He's all about rules and following orders, yet he's sleeping with my best friend who's a mundane. They could get in serious trouble and I don't want Simon to get hurt. I just want to make sure Simon knows what he's doing. What the risks are."

Luke was starting to see through Clary. She was jealous that her best friend was giving all his attention to essentially, her archenemy, and she wanted to have all his attention again. Luke didn't have the heart to tell her that Simon wasn't a kid anymore, and that he could make his own decisions. So he sighed a settled with her.

"Look how about this. I'll talk to them together, give Alec the protective Dad talk, and make sure they're being safe. Sound good?" Clary nodded and reached over to hug Luke. They embraced for a moment longer before Clary broke away, and stood up, ready to make her exit.

"Though before I go, mind donating some lo mein?"

They both laughed as Luke made haste of getting her a to-go carton.

Luke made his way to Magnus's apartment, mentally thanking Clary for telling him that bit of information, only once she received her lo mein, on where to find the two lovebirds, as the Institute was a bit unsafe for their love affair. He knocked on the door and gave Magnus his best smile, but he knew the warlock saw right through him. Magnus let him in and pattered about, going back to keeping himself busy. Luke stopped him before he could get to far.

"Which room are they in Magnus?" Magnus hummed and eyed Luke up and down, responding after a moment. He pointed a long finger with black polish at the door to their right, "Go through that door, make a left and they should be there. But don't say I didn't warn you."

Luke nodded and watched as Magnus made his self busy out on the porch. Luke followed Magnus's instructions and found himself in front of a tall and wide bronze door. He hauled it open and tried his best to keep a straight face at what he saw.

Alec was laying flat on the bed, the golden sheets fanning around him like angel wings. He had a few pillows propped up around his head and shoulders, probably for comfort reasons. Though his head was thrown back into the pillows, soft moans leaving his lips every now and then. He was fully naked with a bouncing Simon on his lap, and he as well was naked.

Simon, pale skin and all, was bouncing on Alec's cock and moaning load enough for the whole loft to hear. Luke waited to be noticed, but after a couple more seconds he cleared his throat, startling the two boys. While Simon immediately planted all his weight on Alec's still hard cock, Alec did not stop thrusting up, causing little whimpers to emit from a red Simon.

"You, uh, got a minute Alec? Gotta talk, to, uh, you for a sec?" While any normal person would've stopped, Alec didn't, all while maintaining eye contact with Luke, a clear challenge to the Alpha werewolf. Luke repressed a growl as Alec's large hands found the supple human hips and started lifting him up and down. Simon tried to hold in his whimpers, but he let out a particular moan that just bounced off the walls.

Luke could've stayed and watched his almost not son be defiled but decided against that. He finally turned away from the two lovers and spoke, " Well I'l just catch up later with you later Alec…Simon…" He left the room and shuddered. He stood up straight and walked away, giving Magnus the middle finger on his way out, internally laughing when he received one in return. He couldn't be mad, cause Magnus did warn him.

Simon huffed and looked down at a smirking Alec, wishing he could punch the smug look on his face off. " Really man? Gotta act like that in front of a guy who is literally the only father figure in my life and now I wont be able to look him in the face cause he's seen my bare ass planted on your dick." Alec smiled up at his pouting lover. He sat up and wrapped his arms around Simon's taut waist, pulling they're bodies together and crushing Simon's aching erection between them.

"Well if he's your father then he must've seen you naked before and besides…"

"I'm your Daddy."

Alec surged his hips up into Simon and set a relentless pace, loving the sounds his lover was releasing. They didn't last long, Alec pushing forward one final time and cumming deep into Simon as he felt the boys muscles clamp down on his cock. They both let out a load groan and Simon let all his weight fall on the older boys chest, both of them collapsing on the golden sheets. They huffed deep breaths, chests heaving and minds clouded. Alec moved them into a spooning position and kissed Simon's bare shoulder.

"Why don't people ever learn how to knock?"