Discalimer: I do not own The Mortal Instruments.


Magnus's fingers didn't trail downwards once Alec was completely naked. He never rushed into things with Alec. He figured it was more of a courteous motion than hesitation. Magnus was not the kind of person to hesitate. He was just waiting for an open invitation of sorts. "If I was keeping track, you have too many articles of clothing on."

Magnus raised one of his perfectly sculpted eyebrows. "True," he said after a moment's pause. "But I don't like playing fair with you. So how about I make a deal?"

Alec nodded. Deals seemed fine. Especially with overly attractive, very gorgeous boyfriend warlocks.

"I'm going to keep asking questions and if I like the answers, I'll kiss you."

"And if I don't like them?"

"I'll consider removing my last article of clothing and possibly ravish your body."

There really wasn't a downside to the game. Alec liked to please Magnus with simple things such as answering his silly questions. He nodded his head and Magnus was quick to ask more questions.

"Do you love me?"

"What kind of question is that?"

Magnus cocked his head to the side. "It's a warm up one."

"But we were already doing this minutes ago." Alec shifted uncomfortably on the bed. Magnus was still lying partially on top of him. He was evidently waiting for his reply, his cat eyes focusing intently on Alec's blue ones. "I love you more than I can ever show you."

His answer brought him a sweet kiss on the lips.

"I don't like that question."

Magnus gave him a lazy smile. "Was it really that terrible? Me asking you if you love me?"

Alec shook his head quickly. He wanted him to kiss him. "No."

"What do you think of when I wear black?"

"You've only worn it a handful of times. It's strangely out of place on you."

Magnus kissed his temple this time. He also undid the first button on his leather pants. Alec watched him curiously.

"Would you rather be a pirate or a ninja?"

Alec sat up, forcing Magnus to sit back as well. "Is this some kind of joke?"

"Ah, well, no. It's this internet poll. You pick which one you'd rather be..." Magnus trailed off, seeing the familiar blank look on Alec's face that meant he had no idea what he was talking about.

"What was the last song you listened to?"

Alec was in his room the last time he heard any piece of music. It was a classical piece, what he preferred to listen to. "Fantasie Impromptu."

"Can you play it?"

"No, but Jace can," he answered honestly.

"Does Jace always have to come up in conversation?" Magnus seemed honestly hurt. Alec never intended to bring him up. "He's like the elephant in our relationship."

"A very arrogant, manipulative, and straight elephant."

Magnus seemed pleased with his analysis and kissed the spot just below his right ear. Alec didn't think his last question even qualified.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Growing old without you," Alec replied and then wished he hadn't. He didn't like bringing up Magnus's immortality.

It was evident that Magnus didn't like the answer either. His eyes narrowed to slits, hardly any of their green hue was showing. He also crossed his arms over his chest. Alec put a hand on his cheek, trying to apologize with the simple gesture. "You wanted a truthful answer," Alec reminded him softly. "I should have lied." Magnus still had his eyes narrowed, and Alec sighed. It always took a lot to truly upset Magnus.

Hesitantly, Alec wrapped his arms around the warlock's slim torso, breathing in his sweet, elegant smell. He tried to ignore the fact that he was still the only one naked, while he buried his face in Magnus's chest, closing his eyes and trying to compensate for his frank answer. When he got no response from his boyfriend, he kissed his chest softly and ran his fingers down his sides.

Slowly, Magnus responded, putting his arms around Alec's waist. There was a rustling sound of something falling onto the floor, and Alec realised a moment too late that Magnus had removed his own leather pants. He put his hands on Alec's chest and forcefully pushed him back down on the bed. His green eyes were glowing. There was no guessing what he intended to do, and Alec licked his lips in anticipation, despite an unwanted flush coming into his cheeks and chest.

Magnus put his hands on Alec's face before bringing his lips crashing down onto his. It felt more passionate than Alec was used to as their lips moved together. Magnus bit down hard on Alec's lower lip, drawing a small drip of blood. Alec only moaned at the sensation, pulling Magnus closer to him, while simultaneously hooking one of his legs around the warlock's slender hips. Their chests were flush against each other, both of their breathing heavy and staggered as they continued to kiss. Alec could feel sweat beading on his abdomen, making his skin slick and slippery. Magnus began a fast paced rocking motion, further connecting their lower bodies.

Alec had to break off from the kiss, his chest begging for more air. Magnus didn't let him recover properly and had his mouth captured in his once again. Their teeth clashed as Alec opened his mouth to let their tongues meet. It was clear that Magnus wanted to take control and Alec let him. Magnus let one of his hands trail down the Shadowhunter's body, stopping only once it found Alec's thigh, still attached to Magnus's hip. He gripped the scarred skin and squeezed. Alec's hips bucked up of their own accord, seeking the closest possible contact.

It was just when Alec was starting to feel completely aroused that the high-pitched trill of his cell phone went off from the floor. Being one of the Nephilim, it required he was on-call at every hour of the day. He had no holidays. He muttered a curse under his breath and disentangled himself from Magnus, avoiding his cat-eyes.

He stumbled off the bed and quickly fished his cell phone out of his pants pocket. He didn't bother reading the caller display. "Yes?" he answered shortly, still out of breath.

"Alec?" came Clary's voice. "Are you busy?"

Alec wanted to tell her yes, I'm actually in the middle of getting laid, but he knew that kind of bold response was reserved for Jace. He scolded himself for bringing up Jace, even in his own thoughts. So he said "no, I'm not. What's the matter?"