Chapter 2
A/N: Well, here's chapter 2! Not much to say, just thanks to those who took the time to review on the first chapter!
Alec pov
"Alec," a voice whispered. I sighed and turned over in my sleep. "Alec," the voice whispered again. I made a noise between a grunt and a moan, still not opening my eyes. "Alec!" it whined. "Wake up!"
When I shut my eyes tighter, I heard the person sigh and move. Then he (I had concluded that the person was a he) lay down on the bed, head resting on my exposed stomach. He shifted a little to get comfortable, and I felt a bunch of little things poke my skin. I trying to wiggle away, but that only made the poking worse. Sighing in defeat, I opened my eyes a crack and sat up on my elbows.
"Magnus!" I moaned, seeing who the person was. His hair, already up in its usual glittery spikes, we digging into my bare stomach, making me wince.
"And the queen's awake!" He yelled in triumph, sitting up. I scowled, putting my head in my hands. "Hey, come here." His voice was gentle. I leaned into him as he wrapped his arms around me.
"What time is it?" I asked quietly after a minute or two.
"Six in the morning," he replied matter-of-factly. I jumbled away from his embrace and glared at him.
"What the hell! Why would you wake me up at six!" I yelled.
Magnus smirked. "Because you have to get ready. I have another surprise planned today!" He got off my bed. "Make sure to wear clothes that you can get wet in."
I looked at his clothes. He was wearing his rainbow swim trunks and a white shirt that glittered when the light his it. His makeup was minimal; there was a light amount of kohl surrounding his eyes, making them pop, but that was it.
I sighed and got out of bed, dragging myself into the shower, grabbing my own pair of black swim trunks and a black t-shirt on the way. Magnus chuckled.
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"And here we are," Magnus announced with a dramatic sweep of his hand. I glared at the sign that read 'kayak rentals' in big, bold letters.
"Kayaking?" I asked in exasperation. I wasn't the biggest fan of water sports, and Magnus knew that.
"It'll be fun! I promise. We could each get one, or if you want, we could share one." He raised his eyebrows suggestively. I blushed a little.
"I think two separate ones would be best," I muttered, staring at the ground. I wasn't sure if kayak sex was the best idea, and I didn't want to find out the hard way.
Magnus laughed. "You sure? I think sharing would be... fun." His voice had turned low and syrupy. My cheeks heated up some more, but my pants tightened slightly. When he used that voice...
"Yes, I'm sure," I said loudly, causing some people nearby to glance at me.
I turned to look at Magnus, and gasped in surprise when I found his face inches from my own. He leaned closer, our lips meeting. It was a soft kiss, but still passionate.
It ended quickly, and I leaned away, blushing and gasping for breath. People openly stared at us as they passed, but I ignored them, instead I grabbed Magnus's hand and led him into the kayak rental place.
"We're getting two," I said firmly.
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We ended up getting one kayak. I ignored Magnus's grin as the person behind the front desk explained that they didn't have any one-person kayaks, the minimum was two. Magnus thanked her and paid.
She disappeared into the back room for a second and retuned, holding a pair of life jackets. Magnus made a face as he put it on. Then the lady ushered us out back, to our tour group of about 15 people. I smirked. There goes any thought of kayak sex.
After going through some safety instructions and learning how to steer the kayak, they drove us to a river nearby. We climbed into ours, me in the front and Magnus right behind me.
The kayak tour guide was at the front, already starting to paddle down the river, saying something about the river's history. Magnus and I hurried to catch up to her. I, being in the front, did most of the work. At least I thought it was because I was in the front. When I turned to look at Magnus, he was sitting with the paddle in his lap, scowling at his nails. They were each painted a different color, and the electric blue one (on his ring finger) was chipped a little.
"Magnus!" I sighed, more than fed up.
"Yes, love?" he asked indifferently, still glaring at his nail and turning it this way and that to see if it really looked that bad.
"Help me paddle! It's not easy! This was your idea, you can fix your nail later!" I whined. I know I sounded like a baby, but I didn't really care. "Look! Everyone's way ahead!"
It was true. We had fallen behind; the rest of the kayaks were red and yellow smudges drifting off on the sparkling blue water. I could still see the shore that we left behind.
I started to paddle, not wanting to get lost. I grunted with the effort, it was easier than it looked.
"Darling, relax!" Magnus said, a little alarmed. I ignored him. Suddenly, the kayak whooshed foreword, not too fast, but faster than we could have paddled. I turned around in surprise, and saw blue sparks jumping out from the back of the kayak, accelerating it.
I couldn't help it, I laughed. "Magnus, that's twice you used magic on this vacation to do something that the mundanes would be jealous of. Not to mention it's illegal," I tried to scold, but even I wouldn't have taken me seriously.
When we were close to the rest of our tour group, Magnus slowed the kayak down and started paddling. I quickly followed suit.
Eventually, we took a break, and just drifted on the calm water. I took the time to enjoy the view. Dense trees bordered the river, literally on the edge of it. There was no shore at all. The trees were rich and green, nothing like New York. They were like the trees from Alicante, lush and beautiful. The water itself glittered where the sun hit it, the blues and greens blending together.
"It's beautiful here," I sighed.
Magnus grabbed my hand. I turned around and smiled at him.
"It is, isn't it?" he whispered. In the kayaks in front of us, children were squealing and yelling, but I barely heard them. I looked into Magnus's gold green eyes, the exact same color of the sun-lit leaves. When I looked past the glamour he put, I could see his familiar slit pupils. I know that he hated them because they made him different, but I couldn't help but think that they were his most beautiful feature. They made them who he was... Magnus. The warlock that I loved.
This passed through my mind in a split second, and I leaned forward to kiss him. He sighed and leaned closer, cupping my cheek, but I pulled away before he could deepen it the kiss, my face slightly warm.
"Little kids," I murmured at his conflicted expression. He grinned.
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We did have a stopping point. After kayaking some more, we reached it. The guide exclaimed something about making it here in good time, but I barely heard her.
I was staring at a sudden clearing in the river. It was circular, surrounded by rocks, and we tied up our kayaks to a post in front of the 'entrance'. Large, flat rocks jutted out of the water here and there, perfect for sitting and eating lunch. The water was shallow enough to walk in, and at the far end of the circle was a waterfall.
It wasn't enormous, but it was big enough to make a huge roaring sound as the water came down. The light bounced off it, creating rainbows in the mist. Magnus waded forward, towards me.
"After lunch, we are going under that thing," he said with determination. I could only nod.
He took my hand and lead me to one of the flat rocks. I climbed up, and he followed, feet dangling in the water. Out of no where, he pulled out a bag of sandwiches, handing one to me and winking. I grinned, but rolled my eyes.
We ate our chicken sandwiches in a comfortable silence, glancing at each other occasionally. When I was done, I sighed and put my head in his lap, feet still submerged under water. He stroked my hair with one hand while slowly eating his sandwich with the other.
I sighed in contentment, closing my eyes. I concentrated on the roar of the waterfall and the sound of Magnus's steady breathing. Just when I was about to fall asleep, Magnus kissed my forehead. I smiled and sighed, opening my eyes.
"Let's go," he announced. I sat up and hopped of the rock.
"Let's go," I repeated. I took his hand, and we waded out into the water, and to the waterfall.
The deafening noise grew louder as we approached, making it impossible for me to hear Magnus.
We kept going, the water getting deeper at we went further. Soon, we were right in front of it, the spray hitting my face and soaking me. I heard Magnus scream something about his hair, but I just smirked and took the last step, pulling him under. The pounding of the water surrounded me now, and I couldn't see him through the white veil of water. I kept a death grip on his hand so I wouldn't lose him, and took another couple steps, reaching the other side of the falls. Behind it was some sort of cave; a portion of hollowed out rock. The noise immediately quieted, until it was a dull thundering in my ears. I looked over at Magnus and laughed quietly. He joined in, and moved closer to me. I drifted towards him like a moth to a flame, and our lips crashed together behind the wall of water. I gasped, and he took advantage of my open mouth, slipping his tongue inside. I gripped his sopping wet hair and tugged, emitting a moan from him. I shuddered in response. Even after years of being with him, his kisses never got old.
I broke the kiss when his hands traveled to my ass, giving it a light squeeze. I took my hands out from under his shirt, briefly wondering how they got there in the first place. Magnus smirked at me and I blushed a little, smacking his arm.
"Stop tempting me! By the angel, we're behind a waterfall!
His smirk just deepened as I grabbed his arm and pulled him back through the waterfall. The crashing returned immediately, and we waded back to our kayak. People were already starting to reload, and the tour guide was telling them to paddle out. I hopped into the back of the kayak, forcing Magnus to take the front.
We kept going, this time keeping up with the group without using magic. I took the time to enjoy the view as we glided through the water.
Eventually we stopped, pulling in to the shore. A truck was waiting for us, and as I looked harder, I saw that it was the same truck that drove us to the starting point. It was red and black, the logo of the company painted in white across the side.
I jumped in after Magnus, shivering despite the warmth of the sun. We sat in one of the front seats, soaking it. The driver finished loading up the kayaks and hopped on, gunning the engine.
A piece of Magnus's midnight hair fell into his eyes. I tucked the limp, wet strands behind his ear, and grinned when I realized that all the glitter and color had all come out of it. He smiled back and stroked my cheekbone with his thumb.
We sat in silence all the way back, listening to the laughing adults and the screaming children behind us. I picked up Magnus's hand and started playing with it.
"I love you," I whispered, looking up at him.
He smiled, eyes sparkling with happiness. "I love you too."
A/N: Yay, another fluffy chapter! I promise this story's going somewhere. There's a reason the title is "... and Old Enemies" lol.
I hope this chapter wasn't too confusing? I wrote the kayaking from personal experience, so I don't know if you pictured it the way I did.
Anyways, review... I don't care if it's a happy face or a paragraph, I love all of them. Bye!