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  Caught In The Act Meme

(Extended Edition)  

We all masturbate, it's nothing to be ashamed of. It's also something most prefer to keep private. But sometimes, people forget to knock while we're in the middle of things, and awkwardness ensues.

* Post with your character's name and fandom in the subject line
* Others reply, stumbling in on you.
* You pick a reaction from the list below. (Or roll 1-10!)
* PROFIT!



REACTIONS:
1) Embarrassment - Yeah, someone just caught you in a very private act and you kind of wish the ground would swallow you up. Now.

2) Anger - How dare someone barge in on you without knocking! You'll give them a piece of your mind right now.

3) Excitement Exhibitionism - happens to be a major turn-on for you, so you'll just continue~ Maybe even ask them to give you a hand, hehehe...

4) Apathy - Big deal, it's not like they've been living in a bubble where they never knew masturbation existed, and if they were they had to find out about it sometime.

5) Squick - Either it was a family member who just walked in on you or you just feel so utterly dirty at having been caught doing something so personal.

6) Delayed - reaction You didn't even notice they were there until after you finished.

7) Derailed reaction - Oh no you've been--what is that on their head? Wait, the world's ending now? D-did you just see that unicorn? Worry about being caught later, figure out what the hell is going on first.

8) Frustration - COME ON, EVERY TIME!

9) Relief - Thank GOODNESS someone came by! Otherwise you'd have had to stop and go grab that toy/pillow/remote for the annoying stereo yourself. Also they could maybe swap discs because this movie isn't really doing it for you. What do you mean it's inappropriate? It's not like you're asking them to watch.

10) Wildcard! You know the rules!

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[j4ce]

[ Sure! And I'm happy to follow your lead :) ]

[j4ce]

The evidence that Jace had uncovered during the mission with Alec had held him up in the debrief. Not that he minded, but the blond always thought the moment his parabatai was out of the room, the yuppity yups always grilled him a little harder. He'd taken Alec's lead and the mission had gone off as well as could have been predicted, but even a well-thought plan led to a rush of adrenaline. Maybe Jace had activated a rune when he really hadn't had to, but when he realized it would be a slam dunk, he couldn't help but have a little fun with it.

Jace realized he must have just missed Alec, the shower room's air still damp, the scent of his shampoo rich in the air. Jace didn't indulge in cold showers, there wasn't any penance for him tonight. The water was hot against his skin, pelting little red welts across his shoulders and down the hollow in between his shoulders. God, he loved a good, relaxing shower after a mission. They'd both done well and come home in one piece. Even though his muscles were loose thanks to the warmth, Jace still felt keyed up, ready to maybe talk shop or discuss the one piece of evidence he'd kept hidden away just for he and Alec to analyze.

But mainly, Jace just wanted that camaraderie with his parabatai. It had been a bit since the two had felt so in sync, and Jace wanted to keep it going as long as he could before Alec found another reason to be cross with him.

With the thin cotton sleepers barely brushing his ankles - they had either shrunk or Jace had just worn them too long without noticing how the material clung to his thighs - he padded down silently to Alec's bedroom. How many times had he done that in his life? How many times had Alec let himself be Jace's tether, his anchor? Noticing the door was ajar, Jace's fingertips pressed against the wood, noting no runes had been engaged. Maybe Alec had been expecting him!

But before Jace could announce himself, a breathy moan reached his ears. Pausing, Jace held his breath, turning his head and listening harder. It definitely didn't sound like Alec was in trouble, so Jace eased his upper body just slightly closer, angling his head to see the bed.

Thankfully, his jaw was still attached or it would have clanged against the hardwood floor, giving him away. Alec's bare skin seemed to glow where he wasn't covered in that soft downy hair. Jace watched Alec's mouth before his gaze slid down, swallowing a lump in his throat as his paratabai stroked himself.

[j4ce]

In hindsight, Jace would see his actions as the rookiest of moves. He couldn't help how he'd stood there, transfixed by his best friend's body, the way Alec was making it move, coaxing the moans out of himself, the rigid fragility that seemed like Alec would shatter at any moment, shatter into a million glittering pieces. But after what had to be minutes of watching - of voyeuring if such a word existed - Jace realized he'd locked his legs.

Alec's exclamation brought Jace back to himself, but all he accomplished was to fall into the room, the blood flow denied for just seconds. He staggered, then stumbled into the room, dropping to his knees, his right leg sliding back on the polished floor and the bottom of his foot connecting with the door. He was lucky it hadn't opened wider and he'd managed to somehow fall in through a space not much larger than his profile.

The door clicked but Jace was too worried about being trapped in a room with his embarrassed, angry, aroused parabatai to even notice it right away. Had Alec muttered his name? On his knees, Jace looked up Alec's body, the way the thin trail from his navel down seemed to glisten, sticky and a little matted. The soft pink nipples hard and almost sharp, like the knives they were trained to use since either could hold something.

"I...I-I-I-I-," Jace gulped, his brain just making a 'brr' noise between his ears. "I-." He tried again, failed, gestured at himself and the room, why couldn't he make words?!

"Just wanted to talk about the mission," he said, cringing at the lameness of it, even if it was true. His gaze on Alec had been all wide-eyed, eyeballs looking like white marbles with the swish of coloring on his irises. Now Jace was trying to look anywhere else, only to notice that he was rock hard himself, the tight material from the too-small pants trapping his cock in profile, the head practically threatening the elastic band slung low across his hips.

He tried to adjust himself casually, struggling to get back up onto his feet. "It..it was just such a good mission," he stammered, because it had been.

[j4ce]

Taking a deep breath, Jace really didn't know where his eyes should go. Why was Alec's torso gleaming like that? Totally distracting. The questions, coming rapid-fire as they were, helped Jace center himself. He offered a lame shrug of his shoulders before answering. "I didn't want to interrupt," he replied lamely, but it was the truth.

He hated how good Alec had looked on the bed to him, that set of fingers slipping over and down, away from prying eyes. Finally feeling more himself, Jace let his forearms dangle between his legs, his right arm shifting so he could avoid touching himself and triggering a geyser in his pants. His mouth quirked to the side at the last question, head cocking a bit too.

Alec sounded worried, and while Jace hated that for him, it also helped settle their dynamic back in place. Alec was always the nervous one, the one on-edge, the one with a healthy dose of fear to counter Jace's bravado. "Enough to know I just didn't want to disappear," the blond answered honestly. He worried his lower lip, not playfully or sexually, but...worriedly. "Like the moans...you're lucky it was me and not someone else," he said, warmth seeping back into his words as his heart decided to finally slow down. Maybe he'd heard more, but Jace couldn't be sure, and by the look on Alec's face, he hadn't wanted him to hear what Jace thought maybe he had heard.

"I mean...it sounded like you were close."

[j4ce]

Damnation, it sounded like Alec was trying to burrow his head in the sand again. It was almost like Jace could feel his parabatai revert back to his old self, the one who hid his self-loathing through snipes and lashes at the feelings of those around him. This wasn't what Jace wanted the night to devolve in to, not after they had such a successful mission and were both in similar states.

"Hey, don't do that," he said softly, the words quiet, almost a plea. It wasn't a moment to be ruined by bickering, especially not if Jace had his way about it. He was honestly a little surprised that the idea of masturbating together had never really ever crossed his mind. Had Alec thought about it? What else had been pushing through the dark-haired archer's mind as those fingers that Jace lost track of from the door disappeared?

"No one's got to know about this. I'm sure as shit not telling anyone." He looked down at himself and slowly rose, using the movement to bring himself closer to Alec. He'd always been shorter, but definitely wider. Jace looked up at the other and shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe seeing you like that did it," he admitted, unashamed. "It was new to me and...it looked like you were having fun." Jace let the pad of his thumb rest on the head of his own erection, applying just a tiny bit of pressure so he didn't lose it as he thought this plan through.

"And fuck, we deserve it. After what we did out there tonight?" His mouth slashed into a grin, all red lips and white teeth. "And it's not like we never talked strategy in the other's room after a mission, so everything's normal, except this time maybe you take the beating you seem so ready to let me have out in the field."

Jace raised his free hand in a placating gesture before Alec could even respond. "I'm just kidding about that last part but...why not?" The hand flicked to the bed before a finger slid just over the top of Alec's parabatai rune on his stomach, visible just barely. "Could be fun." Maybe it was a step too far, inferring that they could activate their twin runes and then experience the other during something like that. Intimacy on top of intimacy. But Jace often swung big.

[j4ce]

There he was, the cautious turtle who always slowed things down and just didn't want to rock the boat, or however that metaphor should end. Once his hand was taken, Jace deflated slightly - at least above the waist. His finger curled gently into Alec's palm, letting his stump of a nail brush against his hand. Just two strokes, one back, one forth, but then he went still.

Alec's words caught Jace off guard and he raised his eyes again, curious. "If what doesn't work out? You don't think your dick will let you come with someone else in the room?" Had Alec been thinking something deeper? Had Jace been keeping it to surface? "I mean, I've never jacked off with someone before, so might need to strip your bed, but sheets are sheets."

While he spoke, Jace's hand slipped just slightly into the elastic band against his skin. He let out a brief sigh as the pressure was slightly released, though the heat seemed to roll up and off him. He still smelled fresh from the shower, but there was definitely some other scent in the mix.

"We won the mission together, why shouldn't we celebrate together?" Jace brought out his best golden retriever head tilt, the damp hair flipping and sliding just a bit. "I gotta tell you though, Alec....," Jace leaned in, mouth close to Alec's ear. "Don't make me walk outta here with blue balls. It's just cruel."

[j4ce]

"Blah blah blah," Jace teased, already yanking at his pants. They were tight around the thighs so while Alec only had to worry about sheets, Jace had to spend a little more time. But just as he was about to remove them, he paused, eyes taking in his parabatai fully naked, spread out in front of him. Jace's mouth went dry and he felt a dose of pre wet the black material.

"Not without you," he said, yanking the pants down to his ankles and practically launching himself onto the bed. How many times had they wrestled on it, Alec relenting just as their cheeks flushed and their bodies touched? Jace decided to not press the issue of their runes this time, too ready to get to stroking to worry about where a stele might be.

He settled down on the bed, his left thigh touching Alec's right, flexing his leg muscle to see the ribbons under his skin. He reached under himself to free his sac, the slight curve to his cock making the head hover just below his navel. "This is wild," he breathed, gripping himself, squeezing himself, his thumb swiping automatically across his slit to get some lube.

"Fuck," he exhaled, glad to finally be free of the confinement, Alec's skin warm against his own.

[j4ce]

Since Jace couldn't really see Alec's face, he contented himself with closing his eyes, thinking of the way they both moved during the mission. Sleek and fine like a well-oiled Lamborghini. They were always so in-tune, but this time it had been because Jace had taken a backseat and Alec hadn't been a prima donna prick about it that they had been so quick to accomplish their goals.

Jace's eyes shot open as the stele touched his skin, ramping up his desire, his mind a dizzying dance of emotions. "Oh, fuck!" Jace moaned, not sure where the rush was coming from, but his leg lifted and came down to rest across Alec's, their ankle bones touching. Refusing to go so soon, Jace switched hands, his head turning to the side and resting on Alec's shoulder.

"Al...," it came out as a moan, his hand reaching over, gripping Alec's thigh. "Fuck," he exhaled, opening his eyes just in time to see the curled black strands at his parabatai's neck skitter.