[Kari Ry] with the b*tching and the poking and the prodding! SHE is the reason this is done so fast!

Enjoy your Malec smutty smut!


"You talk too much, baby," Magnus whispered, managing to get them both to the bed without breaking the kiss. He pushed Alec over backwards and pulled off his own tight, baby blue and sparkly top. Alec looked up with bright blue eyes and giggled rather girlishly as Magnus growled playfully and leaned over him, kissing him again.

Magnus found that Alec's lips were much softer than Adam's. He bruised easier, true, but his hands were uncalloused and he had light muscles where Adam didn't. He (still) had the shy naivety of a virgin, but not the scared demeanor that always got in the way. His arms, back, and chest were tan from being outside shirtless in Central Park (which happened an alarming amount).

And although Magnus would never tell him, he was bigger than Adam.

Everywhere.

Magnus broke their kiss to fumble with the buttons on Alec's black shirt. He finally gave up with a snarl of frustration and tore it off like it was a half-stitched stage tear-away. Alec squealed indignantly, but his protests were cut off as Magnus kissed down his chest and dipped his tongue into his navel.

One of Alec's hands knotted into Magnus' sparkle-streaked hair and he moaned softly, the other arm curling over his head. Magnus kissed and gently nipped the tender skin around his navel as he worked on taking Alec's jeans and boxers off. Which didn't take long at all.

"A-Ah-Mags-nngh..." Alec moaned low in his throat as Magnus's fingers wrapped around his hard cock, working him with just the right amount of speed and pressure to leave him breathless and speechless all at once.

"Like that?" Magnus teased against Alec's skin, earning a groan in response. He raised his head again and kissed Alec a few times lightly as the shy eighteen-year-old began pulling at Magnus's belt loops. His nimble fingers soon had the button loose and, with a sharp sound that echoed in the surprisingly quiet room, the zipper down. He paused to let Magnus raise up a bit before pushing the tight denim off of his hips and legs.

"Someone's eager." Magnus said in a low, taunting voice.

"It's two in the afternoon," Alec responded, his breath coming in quick little gasps. "Isabelle will be getting off work soon."

"I see," Magnus said. He lowered his mouth to Alec's ear and whispered, "You don't want her to hear you screaming, do you? Because you are a screamer, love."

Alec moaned at the teasing, putting one leg around Magnus' hips and pressing his naked erection against his boyfriend's still clothed one. "P-Please, just fuck me."

"So dirty," Magnus laughed, raising up onto his knees to take his boxers down. Alec moaned again at the sight of Magnus' nine-inch cock. The dominant laughed again and knelt between Alec's spread legs. Even after seven months (technically, five of fucking), the sight of Alec's gloriously naked body still didn't fail to make Magnus' stomach tighten in longing.

He reached for the bottle of self-heating lubricant on the bedside table and popped the cap with his teeth. Squirting some onto his fingers, he abandoned the bottle and reached to Alec's backside. The boy arched up to meet his fingers, gasping and crying out softly as two fingers penetrated his tight entrance. His soft cry escalated into a near shriek as the heat suddenly intensified.

Magnus would never get used to that, either. He kissed Alec to smother his screams as he pushed in another finger, slowly working his digits back and forth, stretching him.

"Please, please, just f-fuck me," Alec stammered. Magnus paused.

"Without preparation?" he asked. "Are you sure?"

"God, yes, I-I need you inside me," he insisted. "Now, Magnus!" His voice dropped to a demanding growl.

Magnus pulled his fingers free and rubbed them on his cock until it was slick. If Alec didn't want preparation, he wouldn't get any.

Without warning, Magnus pushed his whole length into the boy's slim body.

A scream burst from Alec's lips, muffled against Magnus' mouth. He waited until he could feel the lubricant heating up. The intense heat almost shoved him over the edge. He pulled out until just at the tip before thrusting back in, hard.

"Ah, fuck!" Alec screeched, knotting his fingers into the blankets.

"That's what I'm working on," Magnus teased, pushing Alec's legs up and apart by his thighs. He thrust in shallowly a few times, searching for Alec's sweet spot. He didn't have to search long. He knew he had hit it when Alec arched off of the sheets and shrieked in pleasure, shutting his eyes tight.

"Do it harder!" he begged. "Right-nngh-there! Faster!"

"As you wish, milove," Magnus grunted, slamming into Alec's prostate with a brutal thrust, making him scream again. The dominant began pumping Alec's weeping member with one hand, jerking it in time with his thrusts. Alec cried out shallowly, gasping and panting as each thrust rocked his body back against the mattress.

It didn't take long before he cried, "M-Mag-I can't-gonna-nngh-fuck!" He arched his back and screamed out any number of unintelligible curses as he came against Magnus' hand, ribbons of pearly white cum staining his honey-colored skin.

The sudden tightening of muscles around Magnus' cock threw him over the edge of the cliff he'd been teetering on. With a crackling cry, he thrust again, hard, and came, filling Alec up and spurring on the other boy's climax.

Exhausted and spent, Magnus collapsed on Alec's chest, panting almost as hard as the submissive. He finally pushed himself enough to grab the box of tissues from the bedside table and clean them both up.

Once that was done, he pulled the blankets out from under his almost-asleep love and covered them both up.

"If Izzy asks," Alec mumbled as he curled up around Magnus, "it wasn't my fault."

Magnus chuckled. "I love you, Alec."

"Love you too."

As they fell asleep together, Adam Lambert was the last thing on their minds.


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~Falling Feathers and Kari Ry~