"This is my job," Alec scoffs, not that he had been the only person sent in. Granted a party of three isn't much more than a party of one all things considered, and they'd been the ones selected to come because Alec, his sister and Jace are decidedly the best Shadowhunters of their generation, so Jacob's sarcastic remark isn't that far off. When the demon had been put on their radar, the had commissioned portals from a warlock in NYC to get here, and since the forest is big enough to cross an international border they made the decision to split up for the best odds of cornering their demon quarry when it was still moving around too erratically to be properly tracked to the area that Alec happened to have picked. It had been the best option in theory, but considering that Shadowhunters can't sustain their speed runes for long enough to close such a large distance on foot as is between all them right now, for all intents and purposes Alec is out here alone.
Well, not alone. Extremely not alone, which is either a blessing or a curse and it's hard to pin it on one or the other as he climbs onto Jacob's back with a certain amount of reluctance. It's just that it feels a touch more intimate than is entirely appropriate to straddle a big, fluffy creature that you know is actually a man, and grip him largely with your thighs. Even if his fur is soft.
Although luckily all awkwardness goes flying directly out the window the second Jacob starts moving, because Alec has to throw himself entirely into hanging on, and adrenaline sure can grind shame into dust. He shouts fuck! into the wind at the first lurch, though he doesn't even really hear it because they're already gone through the underbrush. Then, after what must be a handful of miles the frantic scramble to make sure he's not sliding off passes, and Alec finally has the presence of mind to marvel at exactly what is happening: though he's pressed almost completely to the shifting muscles of the wolf's back to avoid getting caught in low-hanging branches or losing his grip, it feels almost like flying. The wind screaming past his ears should be freezing at the rate they're going, but Jacob is warm and his fingers are buried all the way into russet fur, the smells of forest such a startling departure from New York.
It's, it's— a mission, idiot. Alec sucks in a breath so he can holler loud enough to be heard over the rushing air and heavy paws beating against the ground: "Stop as soon as you get a line of sight!" Upwind would help, but at this speed he's not going to need it to catch the demon unawares.
no subject
Well, not alone. Extremely not alone, which is either a blessing or a curse and it's hard to pin it on one or the other as he climbs onto Jacob's back with a certain amount of reluctance. It's just that it feels a touch more intimate than is entirely appropriate to straddle a big, fluffy creature that you know is actually a man, and grip him largely with your thighs. Even if his fur is soft.
Although luckily all awkwardness goes flying directly out the window the second Jacob starts moving, because Alec has to throw himself entirely into hanging on, and adrenaline sure can grind shame into dust. He shouts fuck! into the wind at the first lurch, though he doesn't even really hear it because they're already gone through the underbrush. Then, after what must be a handful of miles the frantic scramble to make sure he's not sliding off passes, and Alec finally has the presence of mind to marvel at exactly what is happening: though he's pressed almost completely to the shifting muscles of the wolf's back to avoid getting caught in low-hanging branches or losing his grip, it feels almost like flying. The wind screaming past his ears should be freezing at the rate they're going, but Jacob is warm and his fingers are buried all the way into russet fur, the smells of forest such a startling departure from New York.
It's, it's— a mission, idiot. Alec sucks in a breath so he can holler loud enough to be heard over the rushing air and heavy paws beating against the ground: "Stop as soon as you get a line of sight!" Upwind would help, but at this speed he's not going to need it to catch the demon unawares.