Dawn Break
This story follows the canon pairings next couple of days after the City of Fallen Angels.
I do not own the Mortal Instruments however want to borrow Cassandra Clare's characters :). So please
be nice it's my first fanfic! Lots of reviews please too :)
Magnus +Alec
Alec POV
I have blacked out my room. I can't handle the light anymore, it's been stolen. No demon could ever injure me like this. I had a gaping hole in my chest that Magnus had torn open... I knew there would be repercussions for my assignment with Camille; maybe a fight, hold out on sex or give me the silent treatment but not this. Anything but body is aching and that no amount of iratzes can heal. I toss and turn, wondering, waiting for the answer to come. I have never been in this situation, Magnus was my first for everything. Man oh man I fucked up fucked up in epic proportions. My frustrations and agony finally succumb to welcome sleep
"Baby... Baby... Wake up..." kisses dot my eyes, neck and travel to my chest. Manicured, inexplicably soft hands outline my stomach, tracing my abs as I slowly wake. Man, what a lucky bastard I am to be woken up so sweetly. Still unsure of my surroundings, I squint, slowly focussing on my beautiful boyfriend. "Magnus" I sigh, smile coming to my lips. I reach up, with both hands and grasp the back of his neck, beckoning his face to come closer. He obliges, pecking my lips, deepening the kiss as he sits to straddle me. "Have I told you recently how much I love you?" I ask. "Dearie, sounds like my healing magic has had lasting effects on you" Magnus comments as his hands travel from my face, down, further down, tracing my outline through boxer shorts. I must have been knackered after patrol to fall asleep without fooling around first. I seem to feel light headed as all blood seems to vacate my brain and head south. I whimper, his ministrations start to increase; stroking, playing, fondling me through the silk. Carefully, the elastic band is removed and finally I am released. The sensation from the silk leaves me shivering, wanting, and waiting. Our kisses grow frantic, Magnus fighting for control. I succumb as he grabs me with two hands, my body convulses as he starts to pump up and down. As I begin to wonder how long I am going to last, his angelic mouth leaves mine and travels to the centre of attention. I am throbbing "please... please... Oh by the Angel ... Magnus suck me!" Magnus lifts his head and winks at me "only for you my love ". He continues to speak but I can't hear him. I thought of him finally sucking on my cock sends me into raptures. At first he licks gently around my head, carefully and with precision. Just as I think he is going to draw it out and make it a long one, he envelops his mouth around my entire length taking all of me. I supress a scream but a moan still manages to escape. Magnus is humming, sucking, oh god. I fell the pressure low in my abdomen and I know I am close.. Oh sweet Angel he is licking up my length in between sucking hard. Real hard. White noise screams in my ears as I explode down his throat. I seem to see his glitter dance on the inside of my eyelids. I seem to be vaguely aware of Magnus kissing slowly up my body before coming to rest next to me on his pillow. "And what a good morning it is!" he exclaims.
I wake up sobbing. How is it that my memories have now become nightmares? goose bumps overwhelm my body, no number of blankets seem to be able to keep me warm. I can think of nothing but Magnus he is present in my conscious and now subconscious.
Magnus POV
Up, down, up, down I walk tracing a path between the bedrooms of my apartment. Chairman Meow has no idea what I am doing and seems to be staring at me with vague amusement. "Oh go away- isn't there mice for you to go and catch? Go! Scram!" I am surprised as i finf my voice cracking - jeez, Im not a pre pubescent human boy...
Why did he do this ? Why would he consciously go behind my back to try and steal my mortality? More importantly, am I over reacting? Oh god - what have I done? For the first time in eight hundred years I could honestly say i was in love. My stoic, bashful shadowhunter, his innocence so sexy. What have i done? No. I decided, no, I was right and there was no way I was going to go crawling back to him. This was Alec's mistake, not mine.
The phone rings and my hopes spike. "High Warlock of Brooklyn" I announce. My thoughts plummet as I listen to the caller, a water sprite that ingested demon poison. I grab my things and head out.
Was it too much to ask of the world to keep pacing and wallowing?
