Alice: heyyyyyy guess who? Me. That's who.
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"Where did you say the flour was, Magnus? Magnus,"
"Hm?"
The High Warlock of Brooklyn looked up from an ancient scroll, which probably held more answers to secrets than next week's episode of Pretty Little Liars.
"Sorry, I was examining gibberish, what did you say?"
This question was ignored by Alec, who had found the flour by himself, and was currently trying to reach it from the highest shelf in the pantry. After five seconds of watching his Shadowhunter struggle on tiptoes, he decided to intervene. Alec shivered as cool breath passed his ear.
"I'll get that, why don't you fetch the sugar, sugar?"
"Ha ha, that's cute, how many have you used that line on?"
Magnus feigned a hurt look,
"Believe it or not, you're the first who's ever had the honor of making waffles beside me in the kitchen."
Alec chuckled and walked over to the lower shelf on the other side of the kitchen, and returned in a second, sugar in hand. He scooped a cup and a half into the big bowl, and began to stir it. Magnus had his back to him as he scooped the two cups of powder into a smaller bowl. When all the lumps were out of the mixture, Alec snuck up behind him and put a drop of cool batter right on the base of his neck. Magnus jumped and turned around to find Alec licking his lips with something feral in his eyes. He grinned seductively.
"Well?" He implored.
"Finish what you've started." He whispered.
Alec needed no more encouragement as he slid his tongue languidly along the lithe neck that was Magnus Bane. The owner of said neck groaned throatily because sweet lord could that boy use his tongue. Alec made his way up the throat, peppering kisses around the esophagus. Before he had even made it halfway up, Magnus was fed up and brought their mouths into a fiery kiss. Alec moaned and let him take control. Magnus zoned out on the spinning of the earth because at that moment, all there was, was Alec. The taste of Alec, the feel of his ratty t-shirt against the warlocks fine silken top, that was Armani mind you. But the label hadn't even crossed his mind, seeing as he was preoccupied with branding his significant other with hickeys and love bites galore.
"Ah, hng, Maaagnus," Alec's wanton moans grew louder,
"I Love it when you say my name" Magnus groaned out as he bit along Alec's pale collarbone.
"Uhng, don't- bite, ng! the ma-marks," Alec was finally able to stutter out his point.
Magnus paused at the base of his chest, and sighed.
"You do realize that just makes me wanna leave a lot more right?"
Alec chuckled and made a lost comment about turtlenecks for the rest of the week, but he was quickly shut up when Magnus brought himself back up and began toying with the small pink tongue that belonged to his other half. They parted for air, both gasping a bit and Magnus lifted Alec, who was surprisingly light, up onto the counter with his legs wrapped around his thin waist
"Are you losing weight?" He asked suddenly, still holding Alec up like a china doll around his hips.
"Um, maybe, I don't know" Alec replied absentmindedly, considering he was still trying to remove Magnus' shirt, he could care less about his weight right now. Magnus decided this was more of a post-coital topic anyways, and as he began removing Alec's shirt…
There was a crash…
The boys cringed at the sound of delicate glass breaking from the dining room table. A startling meow followed afterwards. Magnus put Alec down gently on the counter like a child and stalked into the dining room to see the damage done by none other than Chairman Meow. Alec sat for a moment, not quite caught up to the moment until he heard Magnus cursing at his cat in the other room. He hopped off the counter, un-ruffled his clothing, and followed after Magnus into the dining room.
"I swear I'll make a throw rug out of you-"
"Don't get upset, it probably wasn't anything special if it was on the dining room table."
And special it was not. When they came upon the sight of the crime, they saw only a shaker of spilt salt (Obviously the chairman's doing), and a shattered wine glass. With the snap of his fingers Magnus cleared away the mess, probably zapping it into some trashcan far away. While making sure nothing else of importance had been damaged, a little white miscreant came up fro behind him and began to purr against his leg.
"Well now you… You…"
Alec gazed on as the "fearsome" warlock's eyes went from pissed off, to diverted.
"Right, well I guess you're too small for a rug anyways, wouldn't be anything to look at…"
As the cat continued to purr, Magnus picked him up and brought him over to the couch, setting the kitten down on a pillow. He then walked back into the living room to retrieve the other bunch of precious cargo.
"Wha-AH! Magnus what-are-you-doing-putmedown!"
"Wouldn't want my baby getting jealous of my other baby."
"Yeah well your 'baby' can walk. He can also bite."
"That's what I like to hear."
Alec blushed, but did not recede into the warlock's shoulder like usual. He planted a firm kiss on Magnus' lips and chuckled.
"Sorry our 'moment' was interrupted."
Magnus sighed, looking cheerful but forlorn.
"S'okay. I guess I'll just cross 'hot kitchen sex' off the list until tomorrow."
And with that (plus a punch to the shoulder), they settled onto the couch, turning on the new Project Runway episode, both stroking the Chairman, and fell into a comfortable slumber.
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"Observance complete."
"Well done, Amadeus. So have you confirmed the relationship?"
"Yes, sir. They are most definitely in a relationship."
"Anything else to report before your return?"
"I am allergic to glitter, sir."
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Alice: Hope you guys liked it! Yeah it's definitely been a while since I posted anything, believe me I've tried…
Jace: Tried getting your ass out of bed during the summer, yeah I'd like to see that struggle.
Alice: This is why I don't write about you…
Jace: Thank the Angel for that!
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