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J3porter hookup fic is finally here! Hope y'all enjoy b/c our little slut of the jaceclones is finally getting his turn to be messy
Ship: J3 (jaceclone) / Porter
Summary: Jace gifted Porter the Jace-clones when he told Porter he was walking away from the Planāfor good this time. And after months, he's finally agreed to enfold back into the Plan, but he's not taking Porter back. While he was gone, Porter developed an interesting rapport with J2. And J3's always been the body, the spareāto Porter, Jace was the saint, and J2 the precious gift, but heās just the guy to cast enlarge-reduce in the Far Haven Woods, and whatever happens happens. But now Porter and J3 can have a little fun of their own.
Teaser:
āNotāā says J3, opening his mouth to protest, to say,Ā Not here, PorterĀ , but as their mouths press together and he devolves into a moan, he already knows his resolve is crumbling. āPorter, I have toāā āYou say that every time,ā growls Porter, but amid the huff of frustration, he can see Porterās lips curl into a smile, andāgods, is he enjoying this? Porterās hands are gripping his thigh, pushing him up against the desk. āLater, āright? Whatever heās got you doing can wait.ā Just enough pullback to grinācocky and confident in a way that makes J3 feel dizzy. āTell me that this aināt more important.ā āGods, youāre so creepy,ā says J3, relishing in the shiver that runs up his spine as he winds his arms around Porterās neck, unnerved by how Porter seems to always know what heās about to say. He loves it so much.
I only see him as a friend (biggest lie i ever said)
A sort of follow-up to i'm almost me again (he's almost you) the j2porter special⢠and takes place w/in the broader Lovers series















