Hello to you all! Welcome in my crazy story! Before going on with the story, i would love for all of you great readers to bear with me for this first chapter! I saw that a lot of you quitted reading in after chapter1 but please, trust me, if this seems really similar to kissed extra from C.C, the rest of the story mostly stick to the plotline of TMI but have very fews dialogues from the books so yeah, its mostly all my crazy deductions of malec story, no C.C copying...just be patient please? Im sure you are all interested in Malec first date right? Well its next chapter ;) thanks a lot for all of u lovely readers who will go beyond chapter 1 :) i appreciate the trust!
Also, I wanted to apologize for anyone who could have been offended by me using Cassandra Clare work in this story. I had a bit of an angst review last week saying that I shouldn't "copy" C.C. work and say it was mine... Alright, I thought I had been clear enough that this story started with the extra of C.C. called Kissed (Malec first kiss) and would follow the book and that there would be some dialogue from the books but in different pov. There was NO WAY i would have change that as a fan. I try to use this as less as possible but cannot always do... So from now on, I promise there will be a disclaimer in each chapter. I OWN NOTHING! obviously.
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Chapter 1 : Kissed
Magnus was almost asleep. He laid on his comfortable ottoman, Chairman Meow gently snuggled up on his chest, purring him to sleep. It had been busy these last weeks and he appreciated the relaxation although he would have preferred another kind of snuggle than the one Chairman offered him. He started fidgeting a bit, uncomfortable with his trains of thought but his cat putted a good stop to that, letting out his claws on his chest, a quiet warning. He wasn't saying he wasn't glad young Alec Lightwood was back in shape but he really hoped he would soon leave his mind and quit being the main subject of all his damn fantasies!
Magnus sighed, opening his eyes and Chairman meowed indignantly, unhappy about the disturbance of his exhale on his all cleaned up fur. What was wrong with him, he told himself. He barely knew the kid, he was a shadowhunter, obviously still in the closet and most of all, even though Magnus got some blushes out of him and nursed him back to life, Alec never showed he was even inclined to some torrid affair with him... What a shame. He was losing way too many erotic and sometimes painful thoughts to the blue-eyed boy. There was the fact that a psychopath shadowhunter was running about and got everyone busy, including Alec, but it was besides the point... He still hadn't got any news or got any closer to satisfy his fancy. When would he ever learn to stop falling for broken people? And that wasn't even considering Alec was a Lightwood or that he even liked Magnus...
Magnus was about to give up on his rest, exasperated with himself, his thoughts not giving him peace or mostly his testosterone, when the doorbell rang. Both Chairman and him startled. His cat's claws digging in his chest before bolting away for cover made him winced and left him in a not-so-happy mood, not mentioning that he had been interrupted in his soon-to-become-favourite sport, thinking of his lack of romantic life and the one that could fill it but didn't seem to want to. As he walked to the door, he hoped it wasn't one of his oh-so-stupid client calling on him so late. He pressed the intercom and claimed loudly:
- "WHO CALLS UPON THE HIGH WARLOCK?"
A bit of an awkward silence answered him and then:
- "Er... It's me. I mean, Alec. Alec Lightwood."
Magnus felt his heart give a stutter at the first words, thinking afterward that Alec didn't have to specify who he was, his soon-to-be-too-tight pants clear enough about his visitor's identity. It was useless to say Magnus was completely taken aback. He could only stare stupidly at his door for some minutes, asking himself if he had discovered a new power of his own, which would be summoning reluctant fantasies to come up to life and show up on his doorsteps. Still choked with surprise, he could only forced himself to ring the door open and listen to the footsteps coming up. He tried to composed himself, leaned on the entryway and opened the door, Alec almost to his door.
Alec looked up to him, seized him in, his glance going down him when he suddenly blushed heavily and looked down to his boots. Damnit, Magnus told himself, why did he have to come here when I am not my usual gorgeous self? He wouldn't have looked away then. He shook out his irritation and said, with a sexy voice, he hoped:
- "Alexander Lightwood. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
Alec looked uncomfortable and said, in a husky voice :
- "Do you have... company?"
Magnus got almost angry at that, thinking that the only company he had wished lately was standing in front of him looking like he wanted to be anywhere else but here. He crossed his arms and leaned against the frame of the door. He then said, a bit sharply:
- "Why do you want to know?"
Alec's eyes went up a bit, checking him out or so Magnus would have liked to believe and then seemed to man-up a bit and answered more determinedly.
- "I was hoping I could come in and talk to you."
Magnus's heart gave a little pinch again and some other part of his anatomy also.
- "Hmmm."
He couldn't help but rake Alec up and down, appreciating what he saw and even more what he heard. He tried to contain himself, his desire probably written all over his face and eyes, although usually he was good at hiding it.
- "Well, all right then."
He turned abruptly to give himself some break of Alec's stunning eyes. He walked away, hoping his visitor would get the message and follow him. He went to the main living area, secretly delighted to hear hesitant footsteps behind him. He gestured nonchalantly to the couches, inviting Alec to sit down. He laid himself casually on the ottoman, sprawling himself in all his glory, wishing to get some effect out of it... maybe another adorable blush, who knew? Nobody ever made him feel so unsure about his attractiveness than this awkward teenager sitting on his gold velvet sofa, right in front of him. It was very unsettling.
- "Would you like some tea?" He then said, at the same time cursing himself for the boringness of it.
Alec nodded, looking even more uncomfortable if possible.
- "Sure" he said.
Then Magnus thought he could fix that first boring sentence. He summoned some amazing chai tea from Joe, the Art of Coffee and let it appear in Alec's hand out of nowhere, who startled, looking down at his hand, wide-eyed, near to spill everything on himself.
- "By the angel..."
Magnus felt amused to hear the familiar expression from somebody who looked also familiar but maybe more likely to sustain his attraction. He then exclaimed:
- "I LOVE that expression, it's so quaint."
Alec stared at him in disbelief, which was not the reaction he had hoped for.
- "Did you steal this tea?"
A bit annoyed by this, Magnus decided to ignore the inquiry and seek what had brought the stalker of his every thought in his apartment.
- "So" he said "why are you here?"
Alec sipped a bit of the tea and answered slowly:
- "I wanted to thank you, for saving my life."
Magnus's overheated thoughts cooled down at that but he was not about to give up. He leaned down on his hands, showing off a bit of skin from his stomach, where it seemed Alec had laid eyes before and was rewarded of his efforts with his companion's blush. It's with a trailing voice, happy with himself, that he repeated:
- "You wanted to thank me."
Alec was fumbling with his cup, fighting some sort of uneasiness that Magnus couldn't quite grasp the reason of and he said, slightly out of breath:
- "You saved my life. But I was delirious, and I don't think I really thanked you. I know you didn't have to do it. So thank you."
Magnus was starting to deflate like a balloon. This was really not going the way he had wanted it to... or he was really loosing the touch, or Alec wasn't into him at all. Puzzled, his eyebrows shooting up, he answered:
- "You're... welcome?"
Alec putted his tea on the table aside the couch and tensed slightly, looking at his shoes... again.
- "Maybe I should go."
Magnus felt a bit of a panic moment and sat up straight. It seemed like he had to make a move quick or this little teaser would walk away again and he was having none of that. He answered quickly:
- "After you came so far? All the way to Brooklyn? Just to thank me? He grinned seductively. Now that would be a wasted effort."
He stretched over to Alec and cupped his cheek, thinking that if he wanted to know of Alec's intentions, it would be now or never. He brushed his thumb along the strong lines of his face and he looked down in his eyes. He was taken aback by what he saw there, there was the blush, of course, he had expected that but mostly, it was the utter stunned expression on Alec's features that surprised him most. Surely he knew that he was attractive? And from the slight spark of desire he saw in the blue depths, he knew that he was gay and couldn't be surprised that another man would seek him out? Although, it felt to Magnus as Alec never indeed expected anything of the sort. His blush, so adorable, made him think suddenly of a young maiden, virgin and unknowing of all sexual matters. A shiver went down Magnus's spine at that thought... he didn't remember deflowering anyone before, how interesting. Snapping back to present, he also felt oddly puzzled by this Lightwood that was... really not a Lightwood, sneaky and manipulative sort. Maybe Cecily had stronger genes than he had thought at first. He narrowed his eyes, dropped his hand and murmured to himself:
- "Huh..."
Alec looked anxious at that, which was heart-warming and really cute. He spluttered:
- "What? What is it?"
His features were cast in a worried-struck expression and Magnus couldn't help but say what was on his mind.
- "You're just..." He stopped briefly, glancing Chairman Meow crawling behind the sofa and scooped him up, snuggling him in his arm, where he placed himself comfortably and started to stare at Alec. That would give him a welcomed distraction. He kept on saying:
- "Not what I expected."
Alec looked bewildered and asked:
- "From a shadowhunter?"
Magnus almost smiled at that but said:
- "From a Lightwood."
- "I didn't realize you knew my family that well" Alec said, confused.
Magnus thought to himself that he wished he didn't. Besides maybe Gideon, none of the Lightwood had been a welcomed acquaintance.
- "I've known your family for hundred of years" he said, searching Alec's gaze. "Now your sister, she's a Lightwood. You..."
Alec cutted him short, as if he hadn't been listening to him at all and just blurted out what had been on his mind all this time.
- "She said you liked me."
Magnus was dumbstruck. Had he been that obvious? Well kind of, he had to admit... Almost speechless, he answered bluntly himself.
- "What?"
Alec seemed caught up in his own confession, although, stubborn, he insisted:
- "Izzy. My sister. She told me you liked me. Liked me, liked me."
Magnus felt a bit giddy and with a sudden urge to laugh, how cute was that? He hid his huge smile, the conversation was heading in a good direction after all, in Chairman Meow's tabby fur and said, unable to hide his laugh:
- "Liked you, liked you? Sorry. Are we twelve now? I don't recall saying anything to Isabelle..."
Alec was stubbornly looking emotionless, as if he had a mission to fulfill and that he would succeed in its attempt. He kept talking in the same straightforward tone.
- "Jace said it too. That you liked me. That when he buzzed up here, you thought he was me and you were disappointed that it was him. That never happens."
Magnus felt a pang of pity and a bit of angst seeing this beautiful boy all awkward and so unsure of his own possibility to please. He silently muttered against all the Jace of the world and their over-confidence.
- "Doesn't it? Well, it should."
Alec looked puzzled. Magnus thought they were really much farther behind than what it had seemed at first.
- "No, I mean Jace... he's Jace."
He was getting annoyed with the blond shadowhunter, because his own existence led Magnus to justify his attraction to poor Alec here, who was ten times the man Jace was. He felt like he had to say so.
- "He's trouble" he said. "But you are totally without guile. Which, in a Lightwood, is a conundrum. You've always been a plotting sort of family, like low-rent Borgias. But there isn't a lie in your face. I get the feeling everything you say is straightforward."
Alec leaned forward, bringing down with him his smell of soap and night air. It made Magnus's thoughts foggy a bit and that's why he startled when Alec blurted out:
- "Do you want to go out with me?"
All Magnus managed to say was:
- "See, that's what I mean. Straightforward."
Alec chewed on his lips, anxious and attracting Magnus's gaze to these. Damn this boy would be the death of him, he thought. He was so attractive and at the same time, sort of innocent and naive, it was nerve-racking. He caressed Chairman Meow's head to give himself some time and answered slowly:
- "Why do you want to go out with me?" he said. Although the prospect of it made Magnus's stomach flutter, he wasn't about to lay down all dignity and jump on the occasion without a few reassurances from Alec's side.
- "Not that I'm not highly desirable, but the way you asked, it seemed as if you were having some sort of fit..."
Alec looked a bit desperate and Magnus almost took pity on him. But this needed to be cleared as he didn't want to be fooled with.
- "I just do" Alec said. "And I thought you liked me, so you'd say yes, and I could try... I mean, we could try..." He dropped his face in his hands, courage seemed to pour out of him.
- "Maybe this was a mistake."
Magnus felt his already sweet spot for Alec grow exponentially. Even though he had given enough to tortured souls, he couldn't just turn him down. Also, the fact that the anguished boy sitting in front of him was twisting his guts upside down didn't have anything to do with it! His voice tainted with his tenderness when he answered:
- "Does anyone know you're gay?"
Alec jerked up, face ashen and breathless. He looked trapped but he bravely swallowed hard and replied:
- "Clary" his voice was hoarse and husky. "Which is... which was an accident. And Izzy, but she'd never say anything."
Here they were, Magnus thought. What he hadn't wanted to hear... he was too old for secret relationships. This was a bit of a draw back but he tried to dig further anyway.
- "Not your parents. Not Jace?"
Alec looked panicked for a second and this made Magnus narrow his eyes, this wasn't good.
- "No. No, and I don't want them to know, especially Jace."
Magnus pondered that and felt there was some attraction under there... another draw back. He thoughtfully moved his caresses to Chairman's chin and the clench in his heart when he thought about giving up any further relation with Alec made him say tonelessly:
- "I think you could tell him. He went to pieces like a jigsaw puzzle when he thought you were going to die. He cares..."
Alec was still breathing heavily and he spoke with a small voice.
- "I'd rather not" he said. He rubbed his fists on his knees, as if unable to contain his anxiety.
- "I've never had a date" he continued. "Never kissed anyone. Not ever. Izzy said you liked me and I thought..."
Magnus was getting dizzy... So, he had been right. A complete virgin. How odd... He knew homosexuality wasn't welcomed in shadowhunter's ranks but he never thought that Alec, at 18 years old, never even had been kissed... by a girl or a boy. He had to fight down the excitement that went through him... all that he could teach him... the thought was overwhelming. He contained himself and settled down for a neutral answer.
- "I'm not unsympathetic. But do you like me? Because this being gay business doesn't mean you can just throw yourself at any guy and it'll be fine because he's not a girl. There are still people you like and people you don't."
Magnus was waiting for Alec's reply with some sort of impatient hunger. The blue-eyed shadowhunter had been in his mind for a while now and he felt a bit amazed that they were here, discussing a potential date. He never thought a shadowhunter would lower himself to Downworlders's level. There was still some issues with their situation but Magnus, as usual with emotions, couldn't find it in himself to think rationally about the situation. Obviously, this would be a sort of hidden relation but right now, as he looked down in Alec's wondering and softening gaze, he couldn't care less...
- "Yes" he said "I like you."
He levelled his eyes to Magnus's and looked in them straight for the first time of the evening. Magnus felt his throat dry out suddenly, choked by the blue depths, wondering how Alec's gaze could silence him so easily when he never had that problem with Will. How strange that so many years later, he would come across the distant relative of his old friend, who would now offer him all that he had dreamed about for a long time, like a special reward for the responsibility he had felt toward Will's fate. It's without really thinking about it that he said:
- "It's so odd... Genetics. Your eyes, that color..." Magnus caught himself mid-sentence and shook off the strange hypnosis he had felt. What was happening to him, for angel's sake? When did he turned up in the consistency of a jellyfish under a bit of an intense gaze? Even if these were the bluest and sexiest eyes he had seen in a really long time...
Alec shoot him a curious look.
- "The Lightwoods you knew didn't have blue eyes?"
- "Green-eyes monsters" he said, grinning and trying to look easy-going even though he felt a bit unstable at the moment.
Magnus putted down Chairman Meow, feeling it was time to man-up. The cat went straight to Alec and rubbed himself against his leg. Magnus felt a pang of envy thinking Chairman was really lucky tonight... He smiled and said:
- "The Chairman likes you."
Alec looked up and asked:
- "Is that good?"
- "I never date anyone my cat doesn't like" he said smoothly, getting up. Well, that was an excuse as good as any other, right?
- "So let's say Friday night?" Magnus stated.
Alec looked at him wide-eyed, unbelieving.
- "Really? You want to go out with me?"
Alec's incredulous voice made Magnus feel the need to laugh again and got him a bit high over Alec's flattering conviction he didn't have any chance to attract the high warlock's attention. He couldn't resist the urge to tease him and shook his head.
- "You have to stop playing hard to get, Alexander. It makes things difficult." He smiled largely, somewhat really light-headed at the moment.
- "Come on, I'll walk you out" he continued.
He had to get the boy out of here before he'd jump him like a ferocious predator. As Alec was virgin of all relationships, he had to go easy on him... The mention of his companion's inexperience flared up again in his mind and this time, he couldn't shake off the excitement and crave that went through him as he walked to the door. He stopped and turned around beside the door frame, when he saw Alec, lost in thought, almost bumping into him. Having him so close just gave him the trigger he needed to come up with the idea... He leaned against the door and narrowed his eyes.
- "What is it?" Alec said.
He had to say it...
- "Never kissed anyone? No one at all?"
Alec blushed gorgeously but answered anyway.
- "No. Not a real kiss." He looked anxious of Magnus's reaction at his words. Well, he would be surprised soon enough...
- "Come here" Magnus said, his voice husky.
Magnus reached out to take what he had fancied about for some time. He took Alec by the elbows and pulled him close. Alec looked confused for some seconds but also wondering and after that, Magnus didn't give him any other time to think. He lifted Alec's chin with his finger, tilting his face up and fell on him. He used all of his skills to woo Alec off his feet, tasting every bits of his mouth, invading it sensually, caressing his tongue and giving a deaf ear to his raging senses who were pushing him to manhandle Alec's body savagely. Even if this was controlled, Magnus felt his head spinning around, addicted already to these lips, the smell of him, the surprised gasps and little sounds Alec made when they were kissing. When he felt eager hands slid up his shirt, Magnus jerked up and lost it.
He dropped any kind of control, letting his hands go down Alec's arms, tasting their brute force and muscles, then kept going down his chest and waist, feeling the shiver on Alec's skin. He hooked up his fingers in the belt's loops of Alec's jeans and pulled him even closer, eager himself to feel more of him, all of him... His lips went down Alec's face, leaving a trail of kisses to then bury themselves in the crook of his neck, smelling him and caressing the sensitive skin there, enjoying the tremble he provoked with the sensuous movement of his mouth. Alec's hands clenched a bit on his back and he heard his breathe become deliciously ragged. Magnus was having a hard time grasping back a bit of his control. Alec was so sensitive and responding to his every touch that it was almost impossible to not want to overwhelm him with his desires and experience. He felt his soon-to-be-lover, he hoped, knees shakes violently and he gained enough control over himself, to straighten up. Magnus knew that if Alec fell to the floor with him on top of his beautiful body, he couldn't answer of anything anymore. He tried to sound even when he said:
- "Now you've been kissed" not sounding even at all.
He reached behind him and yanked the door open, to let Alec go quickly before he changed his mind looking at the other's man face all lit up, flushed and desire glowing through his eyes.
- "See you Friday?" he said.
Alec cleared his throat, crossed the threshold and turned around, looking him straight in the eyes. Magnus felt puzzled with this boy so awkward who revealed himself a willing and passionate kisser... Where did all this shyness went? If he kept being so eager and blunt, Magnus felt he was in danger of loosing more than random thoughts over this blue-eyed Adonis.
Alec suddenly grabbed him by his t-shirt and dragged him down on him, stumbling of surprise. He then kissed him wildly, a bit too rushed and messy but with so much passion and enthusiasm that Magnus felt wooed himself. At this moment, his heart stuttered and raced on wildly, his careful thoughts about Alec and the eventual problems that would come off a relationship with him vanished completely and only one thing remained.
There was no way he was letting this wonderful boy go. He had to try at least.
Alec broke off the kiss, stunning and breathless and said:
- "Friday."
He smiled at Magnus, backed away and went downstairs, a bit of a lightness to his walk. Magnus crossed his arms, smiled in disbelief, fondness already taking over his heart and he muttered to himself:
- "Lightwoods. They always have to have the last word."
He listened to Alec running down the stairs and he closed the door, blood rushing in his ears and feeling himself a tad overjoyed, giddy, dizzy and most definitely... in need of a very cold shower.
All thoughts of a shadowed future emptied of his head, Magnus walked to the bathroom, already expecting eagerly his future date and his future kiss... hopefully, one of many.
