Hello.
I wanted this fic to be done by Christmas, but obviously I failed miserably... So, lets say it's more like a collection of one-shots connected with each other! Because I really had no time to do any better and write aaaall the pieces in between.
~o~
Alec entered their loft, exhausted after a long day of training and demon hunting, and upon stepping into the living room was met with an astonishing sight. (And not in a good way.)
"Magnus?!"
"Alexander! You're back!" His Warlock came out of their room padding barefoot over to him to give him a 'welcome-home' kiss. "I didn't hear you return."
Alec kissed him back briefly, but stayed focused on the matter in hand. "Mags. What did you do to the ceiling?"
"Oh?" He asked looking up even though he perfectly knew what was there. "This is mistletoe." He said casually, as if it was just one branch and not almost half a forest covering the whole ceiling.
"Mags, those things must be full of bugs! Maybe even spiders!"
"Don't worry darling." He chuckled at Alec's panic. "It's magic mistletoe. Completely bugs-free and also resistant to time decay."
Alec sighed defeated, his arguments lost. "What do you want all that stuff for, anyway?" He pouted.
Magnus smiled, intruding his personal space, not that he minded at all. "I'm glad you asked! Well, as you, my dearest Nephilim couldn't possibly know, because you Shadowhunters are soooo boring…"
"Is that so?" Alec cut him off smirking, wrapping his hands on his waist and pulling him closer to whisper, almost against his lips. "Am I boring you ?"
"N-Not at all." Magnus gulped, not expecting his sudden boldness but loving it nonetheless.
"Really?" Alec asked again, his voice low and seductive, sending the Warlock reeling.
"Yes." Magnus managed, his own voice shaky, as his not-boring-AT-ALL Shadowhunter leaned even closer, his breath, on Magnus' face, who shuddered and leaned closer too, to kiss him.
"Good." Alec said and let him go, pulling back, smirking even more at the whining sound of protest Magnus made when denied his kiss. The Nephilim moved to the couch, sprawling down on it and dropping his head on the back, looking up at Magnus who was still standing behind it with a dazed and scandalised expression on his face. "So… what is this for anyway?" He asked, waving a hand towards the ceiling. "Your boring boyfriend is curious to know."
He smiled innocently at him and Magnus blinked, snapping out of his daze, and in a moment, had crossed the distance between them and straddled Alec who was still on the couch. The Nephilim drew a surprised breath, his eyes widening momentary, but immediately, brought his hands on Magnus' hips steadying him.
"That, my gorgeous, too-hot-for-my-own-good-and-not-boring-at-all, Shadowhunter, is for what you just denied me."
Alec raised an eyebrow both at his compliments and in silent question, not really getting Magnus' explanation about the mistletoe.
"It is an ancient Christmas law," Magnus explained dramatically, "that whenever you meet someone under the mistletoe, you have to kiss them.
Alec looked at him amused and smirked, not really buying it. "Really? So should I kiss whoever enters our home?"
"Of course the kiss varies, depending on the person you're facing." Magnus added hastily pouting. "You will only kiss me properly."
"But what if I want to kiss someone else too?" He teased. "Jace for instance."
"Feel free to." Magnus glared at him while Alec tried to suppress his laugh. "I'd love to see the look on both your faces." Alec made a face of disgust thinking about kissing his brother and knowing he won that one, Magnus smirked and went on. "Meanwhile, I'll be kissing…"
"Okay I got it, no kissing anyone but you." Alec interrupted him, pouting.
The Warlock's satisfied smirk grew as their roles in teasing were reversed.
"But Mags…" Alec said, tracing patterns on Magnus' thighs with his fingers, his voice seductive once more. "You really think you need all that?"
"You didn't kiss me before…" He complained, a little breathless.
Alec stopped his hand movements, gripping him tighter, wrapping a hand around his waist and pulling him close again.
"You called me boring." He breathed against his lips, pouting.
"And then I called you a scorching hot sex god."
"No you didn't."
"It must have been in my head then. But I really did."
The Nephilim threw his head back and laughed, before swooping in and finally kissing him. "I love you so much."
"That makes two of us." Magnus smiled at him pulling him back for another kiss that Alec eagerly returned.
"Can you get rid of the plants now then please?" Alec asked between kisses.
"You won't kiss me if I do…" Magnus muttered pouting once again.
"Baby… You know I always want to kiss you, you just have to ask."
The Warlock pouted more and Alec smiled, still tracing patterns on his skin.
"You know I can't resist you." The Shadowhunter tried again.
"Unless I call you boring."
"Unless you call me boring." He confirmed smiling patiently.
"I won't then."
"You do that."
"Deal." Magnus said waving his hand, making all the mistletoes but one disappear, before diving down for one more kiss as Alec laughed against his lips.
~o~
P.S: I took too long to finish it, and yet it's still rushed, fragmented, missing some parts and awful in general but the circumstances didn't allow me to do better... Sorry…