Drunk

So this is my first time writing a Malec story and I'm still an amateur at writing stories so it might not be very good. Of course, reviews are always welcomed. Oh and the characters may sometimes be OOC. (Maybe) Enjoy!

I do not own any of the characters; they belong to the awesome Cassie! :)

Alec's POV

9.42pm

Alec's feet rapped against the pavement lightly as he jogged along the street. He had not planned on visiting at first but a free slot in his schedule offered the opportunity to do so. Alec had long memorized the route and could easily navigate through the crowd of buildings and twists of sidewalks to his destination. At night, the street had gone quiet, bar the occasional group of nightclub-goers. It contrasted the busy buzz daytime brought greatly and Alec preferred it that way. Noise and bustling was not really things Alec liked.

Despite the silence the area was in just a minute ago, Alec could hear low steady beats and echoing music playing when he made a turn between two high buildings. Alec immediately presumed that one of the usual parties was being held, although for whatever reason, Alec did not know. His suspicion was proven positive when he got closer to the warlock's apartment and the ruckus filled his ears.

Alec groaned. He hadn't known that Magnus was having a party that night. However, since Alec was already there, he might as well hang around for a while. Maybe he could get Magnus to end the party early and there could be some peace. Would the warlock oblige? Not likely.

Sighing a little, Alec pushed the door open and stepped in before he could change his mind and head back. He was met with a room overflowing with Downworlders and engulfing scents that was probably alcohol and several other mixtures. The music was even louder now, almost reaching a crescendo. The usual furniture were either relocated at the sides or the room or made to vanish completely. Dozens of disco balls hung from the ceiling, producing light effects that reflected off mirrors and shone down on the partying people. A couple of werewolves were break dancing in the middle of the room, which was used as a dance floor. Music grated against his brain, making it throb a little.

One of the things Alec hated about Magnus' parties was the attention others paid him. Alec never liked being in the centre of attention. He always shied awing from the spotlight, preferring to be left alone. Instead, everyone noticed him from the moment he stepped into the room. Downworlders didn't like Shadowhunters such as himself much and Alec figured that one could instantly recognize him at once. And thus, the staring.

Most of the time, Magnus himself would personally greet each guest but Alec could not find him at the moment. Alec looked around. Magnus was always easier to spot amongst crowds - what with the glitter and getup and all - but not in the current mass of flamboyantly dressed beings. Alec found an array of coloured drinks atop a counter and headed towards it. His throat was parched from the earlier jog.

Alec picked up a glass of clear liquid and desperately hoped that it contained plain water - he knew better than to consume anything coloured, considering the fact that some may have undesirable side effects. He brought the cup to his lips and cautiously tasted it. The moment the liquid fire touched his tongue, his tongue felt like it had pins and needles. Alec wrinkled his nose in distaste. He did not like drinking carbonated drinks, especially one that was this fizzy. Yet, the drink was surprisingly tasty and before long, Alec had gulped the mixture down. It burnt all the way down his throat as he swallowed. He assumed that it was Sprite, mixed with a little bit of some unknown solution.

"Alec…?" Alec heard someone call in a voice he'd know anywhere.

Placing the glass back on the countertop, Alec turned around to find a pair of amused cat-shaped eyes watching him. Magnus stood against the wall, arms folded, with one leg on the floor and the other propped against the wall. He was wearing a bright blue tee with a huge neon pink smiley-face in the centre and tight-fitting jeans. His hair was in spikes and coloured with the colours of a rainbow and of course, there was glitter in it. His heart did a little summersault and his stomach felt tingly. He walked towards Magnus. He felt a sudden urge to hold the sparkly warlock…

Magnus' POV

10.16pm

Seeing Alec at his apartment was a pleasant surprise. He hadn't thought the Shadowhunter would be dropping by that night. Magnus had assumed that Alec was going to be busy and thus, decided to throw a party to pass the time. To be honest, he had hoped that Alec would visit soon – they haven't seen each other of late and Magnus missed him loads. Since Alec had turned eighteen, which was the dividing age between Shadowhunter teens and adults, he had been given a lot more work to accomplish. There just wasn't enough time to sneak a meeting.

As Alec came closer, Magnus could see that he was a little flushed, his face a tinge of red. His eyes seemed to be brimming with …desire?

All of a sudden, Magnus was pinned against the wall by a pair of strong arms. Magnus could see it clearly now; the lust and temptation played unmistakably in Alec's deep blue eyes. Magnus only had the chance to blink once before Alec pressed his lips to his. The kiss was not rough, but not entirely gentle either. Magnus' heartbeat quickened as Alec continued to suck against his lower lip. Magnus returned the pressure. Alec shoved his tongue into Magnus' mouth and explored its walls. This sent little jolts through Magnus' body and he knew his partner was feeling the same as his blush darkened.

At the back of his mind, Magnus was startled that Alec would kiss him so deeply in public but all thoughts left him when Alec let his hands rove around Magnus' body. All the while, Alec was kissing him with a ferocity he had never displayed before. The only interruptions were the short gasps of air between each kiss. By then Alec was about to pull up Magnus' shirt to reveal bare skin.

And then it hit him. The fizzy sensation that lingered in Alec's mouth gave it away. Magnus tasted it more and more as Alec licked against his tongue and suddenly Magnus was struggling to push his lover away.

"Alec, wait" Magnus pleaded.

"What is it?" Alec replied huskily. Magnus could tell he was fighting temptation and desire.

"Did you drink anything from the counter?"

"Yeah, a clear carbonated drink. I think its Sprite…" his words were beginning to slur a little.

"God, Alec, there was warlock powder in that!" Magnus said urgently.

The last time he had seen a similar concoction was over a hundred years ago, between a Shadowhunter boy and a supposed warlock. Even then, the one they had consumed was a lot milder compared to the one Alec had. Such concentrated warlock powder mixtures could cause a Shadowhunter to acquire, aside from the lust, a major headache, nausea and maybe a hangover the following day. Magnus didn't remember ordering such drinks – at least not for this particular party – and figured that the culprit was likely to be another warlock. Most likely one that was still immature and thought that it would be funny to see a Shadowhunter lose control of his emotions.

"Come on Magnus… Don't you want me?" Alec purred.

Before he could reply though, Alec started lightly kissing Magnus' neck, followed by sucking and nipping. Magnus was breathing deeply and unevenly. He could not think straight. All his mind could focus on was how good Alec's lips felt on his neck. You'd have thought that 800 years was long enough for him not to be immensely affected by such gestures. Instead, it made Magnus feel high and he really wanted more of Alec.

With more effort than he thought he'd need, he managed to reclaim the part of his mind that screamed and begged him to stop Alec before something horrible and irreversible was done. He slowly and carefully untangled Alec from him and practically hauled Alec up to his bedroom. Alec, being the muscular fighter he was, was hard to drag along. When he finally got Alec up to the bedroom, he made Alec sit on the nearest chair available – Chairman Meow was sleeping on the other – and went back down to declare that the party was over and that they better get their asses out within a minute or he would happily 'kick' them out.

Alec's POV

10.30pm

Alec was sitting on the chair for God knows how long. Magnus had left him there with nothing to ease the burning need to embrace. The noise downstairs was still blasting and Alec could swear that it was physically pounding against the side of his skull. His head hurt. His ears rung. The uproar was far less annoying when he was indulging himself in Magnus – he hardly noticed it at all then. Now, it was a persistent bug that just wouldn't disappear, much like a leech.

A fresh wave of nausea sent him staggering to the bathroom. His legs felt weak and barely held. Outside, Chairman Meow was yowling, angered at being awakened. Even his seemed to add an extra amount of strength to the incessant throbbing in his head. Everything was disturbingly loud. He put a hand against the tiled wall for support. The room was tilting and revolving despite Alec knowing it was probably completely still. It felt like he had just been spun round and round for hours and had just come to a halt. Still, he wondered when Magnus would return. The burning had not eased up – if anything, it seemed to have increased. His stomach twisted and he knew he was going to be sick.

Magnus' POV

10.37pm

The crowd wasn't easy to get rid of. There was a fair amount of protesting. When he was sure that every last downworlder, including the vampire-turn-rodents that scampered out, was gone, he had already left Alec for about ten minutes. Worried, he hastily rushed back to the bedroom. He noticed that Chairman Meow was awake and clearly in a bad mood. The furry feline was in the way and Magnus nearly collided into it.

The next thing he registered was that Alec was in the bathroom throwing up. When Alec was done puking, Magnus filled a cup with tap water and handed it to him to rinse his mouth and a wet towel to clean his face. Magnus gingerly peeled the boy's shirt off for fear of Alec throwing up on it. Alec started babbling, sprouting incoherent words and Magnus could not understand whatever he was saying. Magnus pressed his palm against the Alec's skin. It was burning hot, like an internal fire had been lit. Alec's face was extremely flushed, red creeping across his face. Magnus looked into the unfocused blue hue of Alec's eyes. Even in this state, Magnus found him utterly attractive.

Magnus draped Alec's arm around his neck and hauled him to his feet with some difficulty. Slowly, Magnus, half shouldering and half dragging Alec, inched his way out of the bathroom and toward the plush bed that was the destination. Halfway across the room, however, Alec's legs could not support his weight anymore and gave out. There was a moment of confusion as Alec dropped like a sack and tugged Magnus down with him.

As Magnus was getting back up, Alec pounced onto him. Alec trapped Magnus between himself and the hard floor. He then brought his lips down onto Magnus', enveloping them in a deep kiss. Magnus moaned on contact. This seemed to urge Alec on as he let one hand trail over Magnus' body and buried the other in Magnus' glittery hair. Alec grabbed a fistful of his partner's shirt and yanked at it. Magnus could tell that, alike himself, Alec wanted less clothes and more skin. Lost in the moment, he let Alec tug him free of his shirt. Magnus was drowning in Alec just as Alec was drowning in him.

Magnus knew that this was only a drug-induced lust that was playing out. Alec was not in control of his emotions and he should not be encouraging him to do something regrettable. So why was it so hard to break away from Alec's touch? Of course the hand sliding teasingly up his thigh did not help either.

"I love you, Magnus" Alec breathed.

Magnus knew that Alec hadn't really meant it. Magnus could identify that Alec was just declaring this in the spur of the moment. Magnus had heard this line plenty during the many years of one night stands. This brought the graveness of the situation back down on Magnus like an unexpected cold shower of water. He couldn't bear to do it. It was definitely wrong and he refused to take advantage of Alec – no matter how much they both seem to be wanting it. Alec didn't really want it to happen – at least not like this.

It was clear that Magnus was going to stop Alec but it was also clear that Alec wouldn't give up that easily. Magnus struggled to free himself only to be shoved roughly back down. One part of Magnus whispered for him to just let Alec do what he wanted to do. Isn't this what he had been waiting for? It felt so good. But Magnus knew that was impossible. He didn't want to lose Alec. He suppressed the thought, stuffing it down and snuffing it out.

"Alec stop it. Get off…" Magnus pleaded.

Alec had either not heard it or had chosen to ignore his request.

"Alec, love, you're really making it hard not to hit you with a tranquilizer spell." Magnus said breathlessly.

Magnus could not immediately cure Alec of his drunkenness due to the fact that it could give Alec something similar to a painful migraine. But what he could do was to sedate Alec for the time being and hope that the effects of the Warlock Powder would fade by the following morning.

Alec buried his head against Magnus' neck. His breath was warm against his skin. Magnus snapped his fingers together before he could lose himself again. The tranquilizer spell was effective, knocking Alec out almost instantly. Alec was still on top of Magnus and he could feel that his heart was still beating as fast as his own while Alec's breathing rate was subsiding. Magnus could now easily, if not effortlessly, lift Alec up and carry him to the bed.

After setting the sleeping boy down on the bed, he draped the covers over Alec's body. Magnus was aware that the Shadowhunter didn't much like the cold and didn't want him to catch the flu. Magnus let his gaze linger on Alec for a while longer. How young he looked right then, unguarded and vulnerable. It was then Magnus convinced himself that he had made the right choice stopping Alec. He planted a light kiss on Alec's forehead and whispered his goodnight.

Chairman Meow was at the doorway of the bedroom watching him expectantly. Magnus sighed.

"C'mon Chairman, we're sleeping in the spare room tonight."