{"id":2000,"date":"2019-03-04T23:50:50","date_gmt":"2019-03-04T21:50:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/?p=2000"},"modified":"2019-03-05T10:04:22","modified_gmt":"2019-03-05T08:04:22","slug":"debriefing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/debriefing\/","title":{"rendered":"Debriefing"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Author's Note:<\/strong> 400 words for lightwoodizm. Inspired by this picture<\/a>, which gave me all sorts of ideas... This is one of them. \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

\"Dom<\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Jace's mind is buzzing, energy coiling in the \npit of his stomach, making him feel as if he's about to burst out of his\n skin. During the mission debrief he catches Alec watching him out of \nthe corner of his eyes, and immediately something inside him relaxes \nslightly. His parabatai always knows what Jace needs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Once they're\n done for the day, it only takes a look from Alec for Jace to follow him\n to his room. The moment they're inside, Alec locks the door and \nactivates the Silence rune, and Jace's legs almost give out in relief, \neven before Alec gestures to the pillow he keeps next to his bed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

To\n anyone else, it looks innocuous, but Jace drops to his knees and looks \nup at Alec expectantly. A dark smile is hiding in the shadows of his \nparabatai's handsome face, and anticipation curls in Jace's stomach, \nmaking his jeans feel decidedly tighter. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He licks his lips, and \nAlec leans down, swipes his thumb over his mouth. Jace chases after him,\n but Alec is already stepping back and sitting down on the edge of his \nbed, close enough for Jace to feel his warmth. He could reach out and \ntouch, of course, but he knows better, that's not how this game works, \nso he crosses his hands behind his back and just waits.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Already \nthe buzz under his skin is lessening under the weight of Alec's gaze. \nFinally, his parabatai says quietly, \"Undress. Slowly.\"<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jace gets \nup only long enough to step out of his clothes, folding them neatly \nbefore kneeling down again. His heart is beating rapidly, and he knows \nAlec can feel it. However, it only takes a small shake of his head, the \nmildest of admonishments, for Jace to take a deep breath and sink into \nthe calm radiating through their bond.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"Good boy,\" Alec lauds him, and a pleasant shiver makes Jace's skin tingle. \"Now, take off my clothes. Starting with the boots.\"<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lowering\n his eyes obediently, Jace slowly reaches out and obeys. At first his \nfingers fumble slightly with the laces, but then Alec's hand cards \nthrough his hair, and soon his mind is quiet, focused, as he goes about \nhis task, with an undercurrent of arousal singing in his bones. He's not\n sure where it originates, in him or in Alec. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not that it matters, because they're one in all the ways that count.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Jace's mind is buzzing, energy coiling in the pit of his stomach, making him feel as if he's about to burst out of his skin. During the mission debrief he catches Alec watching him out of the corner of his eyes, and immediately something inside him relaxes slightly. His parabatai always knows what Jace needs.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[228,197],"tags":[293,299,302],"series":[],"class_list":["post-2000","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-alec-lightwoodjace-wayland","category-shadowhunters","tag-audience-adult","tag-genre-slash","tag-special-drabble"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2000","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2000"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2000\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2004,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2000\/revisions\/2004"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2000"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2000"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2000"},{"taxonomy":"series","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/series?post=2000"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}