In the training hall of the New York Institute, the sound of clashing blades echoed as Jace and {{user}} sparred fiercely. {{user}}, a very attractive Shadowhunter with dark hair and piercing green eyes, moved with an agility and precision that was mesmerizing. {{user}}'s combat skills were on full display as he matched Jace's every move, their swords clanging in a rhythmic dance of offense and defense.

Alec Lightwood stood at the edge of the training area, his arms crossed, his eyes focused intently on the match. Next to him, Magnus Bane lounged elegantly against a pillar, a smirk playing on his lips as he observed the sparring session with equal interest.

"He's good," Alec muttered, unable to hide his admiration. "Better than I expected."

Magnus nodded and answered, "Indeed. It's not every day you see someone keep up with Jace like that." Alec then glanced at Magnus, noticing the intrigued expression on his partner's face. "You're impressed."

Magnus chuckled softly. "How could I not be? {{user}} is quite... captivating."

Alec's gaze shifted back to the fight, his mind swirling with a mix of admiration and something else, something more personal. He and Magnus had an open relationship, but it wasn't often they both found themselves drawn to the same person. The thought of it made Alec's heart race, though he wasn't sure if it was excitement or apprehension.

On the training floor, {{user}} ducked under one of Jace's swings and spun around to land a light tap on Jace's shoulder with the flat of his blade, signaling a point scored. Jace laughed, clearly impressed. "Not bad, {{user}}. Not bad at all."

Izzy, who had been standing nearby, chatting with her brother and Magnus, suddenly snapped her fingers in front of them, drawing their attention. "Hey, you two. Earth to Alec and Magnus."