PART II

Magnus put his hands on either side of Alec's face to bring him into a kiss, Alec was right. Why was he wasting time? He pulled Alec to him as he sat back in the chair, causing Alec to fall forward.

Alec bent at the knees putting them on either side of Magnus' legs, straddling him in the chair. Forcing himself forward and Magnus back getting a better angle on the kiss. This is what he wanted, time to be with Magnus but they needed to be able to talk to each other, or this wasn't healthy for them. He knew that much.

Magnus used his hands on Alec's face to push him back, "You are more a man of action, Alexander." He released him then, moving his hands down his chest to sit at his waist. He took great pleasure in the sounds Alec made when he looped his fingers in his belt loops and pulled him roughly against him. He put his head back on the back of the chair to look up at Alec.

"Is now where you make some cheesy comment about 'show me'?"

"No, but you did." Magnus pulled on him again; enticing another moan. This was the furthest they ever wrong with or without their clothes on, they usually stuck to kiss or to mark one another; usually Magnus on Alec's neck. He didn't think Alec was ready but the heat of the moment was taking over. The thinking was slowing down and he had a clear view of Alec's neck.

Alec couldn't stop his moan, Magnus was doing things to him that created a haze over him. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, with the sensation of feeling Magnus from his neck to his groin. Pulled tight against him. Alec kept his hands where they were; he didn't want to break the spell they were under, Magnus always seemed to draw back first lately and right now he didn't want him to get that idea in his head.

Magnus had no thoughts of pulling away; he did pull Alec's shirt up, pulling even harder when he was forced to leave to remove his lips from Alec's neck. After the shirt was off Alec claimed his mouth, pushing him against the chair's back. Magnus returned his hands to Alec's waist, sliding along the center of his back to the sides and finally coming to the front, thankfully he already removed his belt, so the only thing in his way was the button and the zipper of his black jeans. Magnus was convinced he only had jeans in his whole closet and a whole bunch of black shirts. He worked hard on the button, then tug at the zipper, getting then both where he wanted them. Magnus moved his hands up Alec's abs then back down; he didn't stop when he hit the top of his boxers, he slowly slid a finger then two inside, brushing the top of him.

Alec pushed back from the kiss and straightened up; he had to keep his eyes on Magnus', who was staring up at him. Alec was waiting for Magnus to continue his movement, and when he didn't Alec moved for him. Thrusting his hips forward which had the desired effect, Magnus kicked himself in motion. Moving his hand further inside his pants, Alec closed his eyes at the pure sensation of Magnus stroking part of him.

Magnus removed his hand then, completely causing Alec to snap his eyes open and stare at him.

"We can't start this now. Jace and Clary are going to come back and we shouldn't be in this position."

"Who cares?" Alec went down for another kiss which Magnus complied, pulling Alec closer with his hands on his neck until he realized what was happening and moved his head to the side, which Alec used to go down to his neck. "Magnus," Alec whispered next to his ear. "I don't want to stop. Don't stop."

"Alexander." Magnus needed to clean his head; Alec on top of him, his pants undone, and his lips on his neck were doing bad things to his brain. "I don't think-" He really didn't know what he was saying.

Alec sat up then, Magnus almost sounded like he was pleading for him to stop. He froze, Magnus had his head back on the chair with his eyes closed but they weren't just closed, but tightly closed when you're typical in pain. He looked down at himself then, he was straddling his boyfriend with no shirt, pants undone, and his hands in Magnus' hair. And all he could hear was the pleading in Magnus' voice. He had gone too far. They had gone too far. Magnus kept backing off from him. Alec's overthinking kicked in then. What was he doing? They were either fighting or kiss which both never ended well yet he kept going back for more. More then it seemed Magnus wanted since he was always the one pushing him away. He really had no clue what he was doing and had no one to talk to.

Alec got up then, awkwardly since his knees had fallen asleep since he was on them too long. He reached for his shirt and pulled it back on. When he looked at Magnus the sight that greeted him was as close to hell as he could get. He too was also standing, but Magnus had a look of pain on his face, it was the same strange look he usually carried when he was upset with Alec. It seemed to be in place a lot. Alec had to look away when he tried to zip up his pants; it was awkward and painful, he was straining so hard against his pants. He felt Magnus next to him, lifting a hand up to touch him but Alec backed away fast, his pants still not done up all the way, "Don't touch me."

"Alexa-"

"I said don't." He didn't mean to sound as hurt as he did but he was more mad and hurt at himself than Magnus. Magnus was always the wisest of the duo and always kept them on track but right now Alec was confused, again. "You can't touch me right now."

"Why?" Magnus stepped closer.

"Because I want to sex with you and you don't." Alec walked away then, he would have loved to hide in the bathroom per usual, but that wasn't going to always work, so he went to the balcony. He needed the fresh air. It was a chilly night, and the slight breeze felt good on his overheated skin. He was burning up.

"Alec," Magnus was behind them, hands on the railing, holding him in place. Alec closed his eyes when he felt Magnus flush up against his back. "Do you feel me?"

"Yeah." Alec needed more air; his lungs weren't getting enough.

"That should be evident enough that I want you. I just think we need more time. Sex changes a relationship and I don't want to lose what we have." He whispered to him, planting a kiss on the back of his neck. "I want more time with you before that changes."

"Then why do we spend it fighting?" Alec turned with the intention of pushing him away but he couldn't. "That pained expression you always carry is because you're pained to stop?"

"Yes," Magnus didn't step back. "I don't want to stop but I have to. Lots of cold showers."

Alec kiss him then, he wanted to push him over the edge, pull him in closer but he that wouldn't be fair, not when Magnus took the time to explain to him why he was doing what he was. He tried to keep it light but it was increasingly difficult. He finally had to push on Magnus' chest; he wasn't going to stop kissing, so he had to make Magnus' stop kissing him.

Magnus got the hint and backed up a few steps. "Lay down with me." He held out his hand. "Remember the after about a week before your birthday; we spent hours just laying in bed, talking or kissing?"

Alec smirked taking Magnus' hand in his. "I do."

"Let's do some more of that." Magnus pulled Alec's hand to his, wrapping his arm with Alec's around his waist, causing Alec to step up to his back. "Follow me." He wasn't really given a choice. They went straight to Magnus' bedroom; it had only been two hours since Jace and Clary left which meant they had just a few hours left. "You know the drill, shirt off." Magnus released Alec to shut the door behind them.

Alec did as he was told, he threw his shirt on what was appearing to behind the chair that always housed his discarded clothing. Alec climbed to the head of the bed so he could lay down on his side. Magnus left his clothes on but went to own side of the bed. He laid down next to Alec except on his side so he could rest on his elbow and look down at his boyfriend. He put his hand down on Alec's stomaching, coming to rest on the open spot of where his jeans should have been buttoned. Alec brought a hand up to cover Magnus', pressing them both into his skin.

"Have you ever been to Peru?" Magnus left his hand right where it was, wedged between Alec's hand and Alec's stomach.

"No."

"I have, many times." Magnus put his elbow down so he could lay down with his boyfriend. "It is a beautiful country. I would say we should there but I'm banned from the country."

"How do you get banned from an entire country?"

"I'm not sure but there could be one of many reasons." Magnus smiled, going into a long-detailed story of his adventures in Peru which included Ragnor and Catarina, both warlocks Alec had never met but now he wanted to. After each tale Magnus would stop for a few minutes to make out, they spent two hours with Magnus explaining his life there. Alec rarely stopped to ask questions but he did when Magnus mentioned a lover. Magnus explained honestly and allowed Alec to ask all the questions he had.

It was almost 4 am before Alec said they had to climb out of bed, he didn't know when Jace would be back but the sunrise was just after 6am and they shouldn't be half naked in the bedroom when that happens. They moved to the couch the way it should have been, each on their own spots. Alec felt better with them on the couch verse when he saw Jace and Clary there.

It was the couch that Magnus did something; he shouldn't have done; he leaned in and kissed Alec, putting his hand on Alec's stomach again. Alec put his shirt back on but never buttoned his jeans. Magnus zeroed in on that fact and felt it hard to resist putting his hand there. Something about knowing he was the only one who could, sent a thrill through him, not even Jace had this pleasure. It was too soon for them to be kissing like this, they already went far this evening and this was going to lead them farther.

Alec heard the creak on the stairs before Magnus did, Jace and Clary were back. "Magnus." Alec pushed him back and stood up, to fix his pants. "Sorry." He was around the table as the door swung open, Magnus stood up then, he also had to fix his appearance.

"Ah, Shadowhunter, you have returned."

Alec turned to face Magnus, giving him an apologetic look only he could see, he wiped his bottom lip as he could still feel Magnus there. He realized that was the wrong move at Magnus' eyes narrowed and turned a darker shade than before, he knew that look, clouding over with lust. Something he didn't need to see with Jace and Clary behind him.

"Miss me, Warlock?" Jace slid the stele in Alec's front pocket, which cause Alec to jump slightly. Jace just gave him a look before going to the couch. Clary came in but stayed in her spot by Alec; she gave him a sideways glance then focused on Jace who sat down without care that Magnus was close to him.

Magnus' eyes narrowed into silts as he watched Jace sticking his hands so close to where Magnus had had his hands all evening, too close to his boyfriend's pants for his comfort. He wanted to smack Jace upside the head, but he felt like Alec would not appreciate that so he held the urge in.

Alec sighed, "We are going, Clary." He went to grab his combat boots and slid into them, quickly lacing them up. He went to work on his hip hustler while Jace complained again.

"You don't even want to know how our night went?" Jace asked standing up.

"No, I don't." Alec was out the door without another glance at anyone. He saw the look in Magnus' eyes and he didn't want to deal with this fight again, the same fight they started the night with. He wanted to go back in there but he couldn't. If he went in there, he would yell at both of them and he needed to leave. He had been up for almost 24 hours and he needed sleep and a shower.

"Alec, wait up." Clary came rushing behind him to catch up to him, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." He kept walking then, he usually would have taken the subway home but as tired as he was the walking would clear his head. He needed the air to keep him upright.

"Alec, come on. What happened?" Clary finally reached his side.

"I don't want to talk about my evening and I don't want to hear about yours. So, let's just head home in silence." Alec had stopped long enough to yell at her then heading back toward the Institute.

Clary was smart enough not to push her bounds, she didn't know what happened but she could tell it wasn't the best of his evening, not as good as her evening went.

"What did you do to Alec?" Jace strained to stare up at him.

Magnus shrugged, "Nothing." He went off to his bedroom and slammed the door shut, cutting off whatever rant Jace was going on about. He saw the moment Alec was leaving; it was after he was stupid enough to make his feelings show across his face. He did it again; he let Jace get to him without Jace even knowing it. He went to his phone and quickly set off a text, knowing he wouldn't get a response.

Jace was going to be the death of him, or he was going to be the death of the damn Shadowhunter. He needed to figure out a way to get him out of his loft and soon. He was done with the consent feeling of competition with a Shadowhunter who didn't even realize he needed to compete. It was all him and he knew that he alone needed to get over it, but how was he supposed to line up against someone Alec's been in love with half his life.

Magnus laid out on the bed; he knew he was waiting for a response which wouldn't come, he was shocked when his phone ding and Alec's name appeared, 'Blue Eyes' incase Jace was dumb enough to pick up a Warlock's phone without permission.

It was short and sweet, very much the word challenged, action-minded, Alexander Lightwood that he knew, 'Goodnight Boyfriend.'

It was all Magnus needed to smile himself to sleep.

The End.