Part 2 is here. Oh God I love love love writing these two, they have so much chemistry, they just roll out of my keyboard. ;)
If you have prompts for me, please give them to me, because I am feeling so good about these two and I just want to write them desperately!
Alec rolled over in the bed, still half-groggy from sleep. The scent of Magnus engulfed him, and he opened his eyes. They met with a sleeping Magnus, his arm draped lightly over Alec's waist and his face relaxed.
To Alec, it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. The Warlock was fast asleep, his mouth slightly ajar and a small smile that was lighting up his entire face. Alec put his arm underneath his head and stared at his Warlock, a sense of peace coming over him immediately. The warmth Magnus's arm radiated relaxed all of his taut and overused muscles. It was a joy to watch Magnus sleep so soundly for once. Normally, the Warlock was always awake in the early hours of the day, his magic and unnatural long life enabling him to go to sleep late and wake up early. Not now.
Yesterday, the battle with the demons had exhausted his magic to the point that he nearly fainted the moment they came back. Alec had demanded he go to sleep immediately, disregarding any plans they had for the rest of the night. He hadn't minded much, Alec himself was as exhausted as the Warlock was.
Before he was fully settled, Alec had fallen asleep, nestled comfortably against Magnus's chest. Even though the Warlock had been exhausted, Alec recalled he'd been awake when he fell asleep, his arms tight around the Shadowhunter, whispering sweet nothings and I love you's.
Well, they had almost lost each other during the fight. If Clary hadn't shown up the way she had and practically saved the day all by herself, Alec would be dead right now. He remembered being cornered by ten Demons. They'd been huge, gross and slimy, and incredibly fast. Magnus had been on the other side of the wall those demons had formed, trying desperately to get to Alec, but failing miserably. He couldn't have helped it, he'd been surrounded by his own fair share of demons. Alec'd fought with everything he had, but it hadn't been enough. Eight had still been closing in on him.
Alec remembered Magnus's desperate cry, "Alec!" Alec had closed his eyes and accepted death. "No, Alec, don't!"
Then suddenly, someone had rushed past him towards the demons and he'd opened his eyes. Fiery red hair had flashed, as Clary jumped each and every demon with quick ferociousness, slanted every single one with a rune that made them catch fire and fade to only dust. Magnus had rushed over to him and caught him in his arms right as his knees had given out.
"Stupid Nephilim." scolded Magnus softly, peppering his forehead with kisses. "Don't ever do that to me again. Do you understand? Never."
He'd been so worried. The battle was over rather quickly after that. Magnus used all of his magic, and Jace, Clary and Isabelle fought off the rest of the demons easily. Alec had been treating his wounds (as ordered by Magnus, who refused to let his Shadowhunter fight any longer).
Now Magnus looked tired, but magically recharged. His hair wasn't as faded anymore, and it stuck out to all sides as usual again. The lines that Alec had found around Magnus's eyes last night were gone and the Warlock's skin was as spotless and fair as ever.
"Are you going to stare at me all day, my darling?" said Magnus suddenly, making Alec's heart seize up. Magnus lazily opened his eyes, smiling cunningly.
Alec laughed and rolled on his back. "I was planning to. Do you have a problem with that?"
Magnus chuckled, extending his hand to touch Alec's face. "It's good to see you alive, Alec." Alec closed his eyes and leaned into the touch. "I honestly thought I'd lost you." Suddenly, Mangus's hands closed around the Shadowhunter's biceps and Alec was pulled on top of the Warlock. He steadied himself on Magnus's chest, before quickly ducking his head to kiss his boyfriend.
"I'm here. I don't plan on going anywhere for a very long time."
Magnus slid his hands in Alec's neck, pulling him close. "Good." he groaned, before slanting Alec's lips with his. Alec's heart was beating violently in his chest, as his own hands slid to Magnus's waist, to the small strip of skin that was showing. His fingers dug into the flesh of the Warlock's hips, who let out a sharp breath. "Alec." he murmured, bucking his hips up involuntarily to meet Alec's. Alec felt like he could do anything he wanted when he was like this, kissing Magnus like nothing else mattered. "We did have catching up to do." said Magnus when they broke apart. His yellow eyes shone in the semi-darkness of their bedroom, and Alec saw something that closely resembled his feelings. Want, hunger, lust, love.
"Yes, you're absolutely right." They stared at each other for maybe two seconds, before they were on each other again. sitting up this time, Alec straddling Magnus's lap and Magnus's hands on Alec's back, pulling him as close as humanly possible. Their hands went everywhere, and it felt like they touched each other everywhere at once, and their bodies felt like they were on fire. Not that they cared. They were tearing at each other's clothes, once again desperate to get to skin. The hunger raging inside Alec was unheard of and he felt like his body was about to explode if he didn't get some relief soon. All his blood seemed to flow downwards, causing strain and discomfort and he just wanted to be with Magnus. He didn't care what it took.
"Alec…" Magnus said, his voice sounding rough and groggy. Alec looked down at his lover, and saw that his lips were red and swollen, and that his eyes were glistening with desire. "I love you. I don't know how many times I have to say it, but I do and I want you in my life."
"I am in your life."
"I know. Which means that I'm going to ask you not to welcome Death anymore." Alec cocked his head, while stroking Magnus's hair softly. His heartbeat was slowing down and the fire in his veins seemed to hold back for a moment. "Okay? In a fight like last night, you fight Death. With all your might. You fight it and fight it and fight it until you live and get to be with me another day." Magnus stared up at his lover with fire in his eyes, a fire that Alec had rarely seen before. "I don't want to lose you, Alec. Not now, not ever." He shook his head and looked down, as if it was unbearable for him to look into Alec's eyes. "I saw how you accepted Death, welcomed him, even. Last night. It was the most horrible thing I've ever seen."
Alec felt a surge of shock going through him. When he'd accepted that he was going to die, he never oncethought of how it was going to affect his love. "Oh God, Magnus, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize…"
Magnus smiled sadly. "No. You didn't. Which is why I'm telling you. Last night I discovered that I physically cannot lost you. I love you too much. The pain the idea brings me…you wouldn't believe it." Magnus looked so sad and confused, and Alec's heart literally broke at his face. He pulled him close.
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I'll be more careful from now on, okay?" Magnus's arms slid around Alec's body, and the Shadowhunter felt his lover tremble with utter fear. His heart shattered into another million pieces.
"Don't leave me, Alec." whispered Magnus.
"I won't."
Magnus practically crushed Alec to him, and Alec knew that this right here was an important moment. Magnus never showed his vulnerable side, and now he did. It was a beautiful thing to behold, yet incredibly heartbreaking. "I love you." Magnus said, before he quite suddenly tackled Alec. Alec's stomach dropped when he fell backward on the bed, with the Warlock on top of him. "Do you hear me, Alexander?" His lips latched onto Alec's neck and Alec let his head fall back, moaning out in pleasure. "I love you." His hands wandered downwards and Alec's entire body immediately reacted. The fire in his veins flared up again and his member in his pants started throbbing painfully again. He wanted…well, Magnus. That's all he wanted, all he needed.
"I love you." panted Alec, closing his eyes to take in every sensation Magnus brought him. "I love you so much." Magnus sucked hard on Alec's pulse point, forcing another moan out of the Shadowhunter's throat. "Magnus…" Alec hissed. He tangled his hands in the Warlock's hair and all he wanted to do was say over and over again how much he loved loved him, how sorry he was for worrying him. But right now, he could say or do little more than his name and moan incoherently.
He could also feel something hard press against his thigh and he almost climaxed then and there. Magnus was as excited as he was for this. The Warlock was still kissing his neck furiously, Alec's pants were now on his ankles and his button-up white shirt was already halfway down. Not to be outdone, Alec moved his hands to pull Magnus's pale pink shirt up and over his head. His finger skimmed the bare skin of Magnus's chest, down, all the way down the leather pants that hid what Alec needed to see most.
Magnus grabbed Alec's hand when it was about to push down the pants and Alec looked up, surprised. "Wait. Let me do that." he whispered. He rose from the bed, leaving Alec panting and uncomfortable on the bed. He never had eyes for whatever was going on with Magnus's hands. Alec only saw his eyes. The shining, cat-like, yellow eyes that burned with pure pleasure and excitement.
Just as Magnus began to step out of the pants, there was a heavy banging on the bedroom door, startling both Alec and Magnus half to death. Magnus recovered quickly, his face suddenly a mask of rage. "IF YOU DARE COME IN, I WILL TURN YOU INTO A TOAD!" he bellowed, diving for his silk robe, while Alec rolled off the bed groaning, blindly trying to find something to cover himself with.
Seriously? Seriously? Was this going to keep happening? Every time Magnus and Alec wanted some alone-time, something was going to come in between, until one or both of them exploded?
Alec looked at Magnus. "You can do that?" he mouthed, referring to the toad-threat.
Magnus shrugged, "Never tried it before." he whispered. "Might be a fun outcome."
Alec couldn't help himself. He had to laugh about the utter ridiculousness of his Warlock. "You're nuts."
"And you love it." Magnus pulled the Shadowhunter up and kissed him fiercely. "Let's find out who dares to interrupt us." He turned to the door, grabbing the doorknob and throwing it open. "Herondale." he hissed. Alec groaned. Jace? Of all people, Jace came to interrupt them? "That'll be your key as well, thank you." Magnus's voice was impossibly cold and harsh, so harsh that even Alec had to shudder. He heard Jace splutter a bit, but apparently he had handed the key over. "I swear to God, I trust you with those keys because I don't want to always answer the fucking doorbell when I invite you over. What I do want, is a warning if you idiotic people come over uninvited!" Magnus yelled. It was not often that Magnus got really mad, but Jace had definitely done it. Alec rose, at least his lower body covered by his jeans now.
"It seems I have interrupted something?" said Jace calmly, not moved at all by Magnus's tirade, although Alec noticed he looked a bit paler.
"You might say that!" growled Magnus. "Is there any particular reason, or did you just come over to annoy us?"
Jace smirked, his impossibly blue eyes shining with amusement. "However much I like annoying both of you, no, that is not why I came. The Conclave need to talk to you. Both of you." His eyes shot to Alec, who now had a shirt on, too. The Conclave wanted to talk to both him and Magnus?
"What do the idiotic morons want now?"
"Wow, 'idiotic' and 'morons' in one sentence. I must've really pissed you off." teased Jace.
"Jace." Alec scolded. To be fair, he was angry at his brother, too. "Let's just go, Magnus. Please. Get this nonsense over with." He stared intently at his boyfriend. He wanted to get this over with so that they could get back to what they've been trying so hard to do. Have some friggin' alone time.
Magnus rolled his eyes and nodded, taking his pants and putting them back on, mumbling something under his breath about 'Herondale men and their impeccable timing'. Alec dug up his boots from under the bed and zipped up his leather black jacket. "Well," Magnus said, suddenly appearing behind him and wrapping his arms around his waist. Alec looked up startled, only to see that Jace had left them to get ready. "There is a con to all this. You look absolutely sexy in that jacket." Alec let Magnus kiss his neck for a moment, before turning around.
"Why can't we get some alone-time, Magnus?" he asked, perfectly aware of how whining his voice sounded. Magnus chuckled, softly letting his long fingers trace up and down his lover's spine. Alec shuddered.
"I don't know. I'm not particularly fond of this turn of events either. But, what can we do?" The Warlock presses his fingers in the Shadowhunter's skin and leaned down to kiss him. "Next time more luck, huh?"
Alec leaned his forehead against his boyfriend's. "I want you, Magnus."
He felt Magnus shudder against him. "As I want you. But apparently now's not the time." Another kiss and then they broke apart, both of them looking longingly at each other. "Next time."
Alec sighed. "Next time."