It seemed to take forever before a warm body draped itself over Jace's back, and his parabatai's breath caressed his ear in a silky whisper, making him shiver: "Are you going to be good?"
Lifting his head, Jace craned his neck to meet eyes that were almost all pupil, betraying Alec's arousal even if Jace hadn't been able to feel him through their bond. Want flooded Jace, and he had to clear his throat before being able to reply hoarsely, "For you always, parabatai."
