The moment we were alone, I jumped on him and pinned him to the bed. His eyes grew wide from my new found confidence. He was already hard from the foreplay before on the pink couch. He was kissing my neck, and I was strataling his hips, slightly moaning as his hips bucked forwards, begging me to undo both of our jeans. I wouldn't let it, not yet.

He flipped me over, my legs wrapping around his waist, and him pinning me where he wanted me. He continued to kiss my neck, then down to my collarbone, and to my chest. As he continued to go down, I realized what he wanted to do to me. My jeans growing agonizingly tight around me. When he undid them, it was a huge relief. Once they were off, and my boxers right after, he kissed around the base, teasing the sensitive skin around me. When we finally lifted his head to look at me, I nodded quickly, and he slowly kissed my tip. When he finally took my full length into his mouth, I moaned. It seemed to inspire him. He went faster, and faster. Pulling me in as far as he could without gagging. I felt my lower stomach clench with pure pleasure, he pulled away, realizing how close I was.

"Magnus-" I started.

One of his fingures came up to silence me. "Quiet, darling. I'm going to be in control. Your not letting go till I say so." He flipped me again, laying me on my stomach, and him on top of me. He snapped his fingers And I heard the snap of a bottle opening. He slowly sliped one finger into my entrance, me moaning at the familiar pleasure.

When he slipped his second finger in, finding my prostate, I cryed out. "Magnus, please!"

"Please what, my love?" He replyed with a smile on his face.

"You know what. Don't make me beg."

"I love making you beg." His smile just grew. "What do you want, love? Tell me. I'm dying to know."

I grew harder. I wanted to touch myself, and not wait for him to get into me. I tryed, but he swatted me hand away. A few seconds later, he snapped again and gained access one of his rainbow colored scarfs and ties one of my wrists. In one swift motion, he tied the other end around the bed post. I squirmed, trying to get out.

"Magnus!" I screamed. He got off the bed, staring at me.

"You look absolutely... Delicious in this position." I saw several flashes happen.

When I looked he had a bright green camera in hand, flashing away. "Magnus! You can't do this! Stop taking pictures! Untie me, please!" I kept trying to squirm away.

Just then the doorbell went off. Magnus dropped the camera, and looked at me for a second before walking closer to me. He kissed my lips. "I'll be right back, darling."

"Magnus, you can't just leave me!"

"No one will know." He said, locking the door as he left.

I lay there, face burning red knowing he would be back and then I would gain courage to beg. God! I wanted him so badly.

Then I heard a voice. A familiar voice. Mom! Holy shit. Magnus let my mother in when I was laying tied like this! I was going to kill that man when he got back.

There was a knock at the door.

"Magnus why is your room locked?" My mother asked.

Oh shit, she's gonna come in here, and kill us both! Damn it Magnus!

"Oh, I was in the kitchen making dinner, I lock my door when I'm not in it. There are scary things in there." I could picture him smiling. "I'm sorry, but your son is not here."

"Then let me look in your room."

"Ma'am, I am 800 years old. You cannot boss me around."

"I'll do it myself then!" And she began to draw an unlock rune.

I almost started crying she's going to find me! I'm fucked!

Then all of a sudden I was untied and fully dressed, standing by an open window.

When the door opened, Magnus was smiling, but then he said, still smiling, "Alec! When did you get here? You must have gone through the window again, didn't you?"

"Y-yes. I was looking for you." I looked down, you could still see the bulge in my jeans.

My mother looked at me. "Alec, what's in your jeans?"

Oh shit, I was caught. "It's- uh.. You know..."

"Honey, you need to stop hiding weapons in your jeans! You could fall and hurt yourself down there! Now none of us would want that would we?" Magnus said, striding over to me. Still smiling. "Here, your mother is worried about you, now, go home with her. Can you come over tommorow night for dinner?"

I nodded.

He kissed my cheek, "Good, now I'll see you tommorow. Good night, love."

I looked up and kissed him on the mouth. "Good night."