Ok here is chapter 3; I will try to make this one longer.
I don't own the characters or the Nevernever. Brilliant, high paid authors do. *tear*
Magnus Bane awoke to a horrible head ache and a stiff back, which was quite unusual considering he paid a ridiculous amount of money for his bed. Looking around he realized instantly he was not in his room, or his house for that matter.
The room he was in had high ceilings and a giant four poster bed that dominated most of the room. The bed frame itself seemed to be made of marble but that wasn't the most unusual thing in the room. The room itself seemed to be made entirely out of ice or glass. Ice, Magnus decided as a shiver crawled through his body. He exhaled and he could see his breath. Magnus spotted a door on the opposite wall. He was about to stand up and explore what lay beyond when he made a horrifying discovery.
He was chained to the bed, spread eagle and naked. The chains, like everything else in the room, were made of ice, but they were far from delicate. Magnus pulled and struggled against them, but they didn't budge. He tried yelling and got no reply. Sighing in defeat he slumped back down on the bed.
Suddenly a door opened from somewhere behind him. Footsteps echoed through the room and Magnus craned his neck to see who had entered but couldn't. A tall figure in a long black coat and black pants approached him and he was suddenly very conscious of the fact that he was naked.
Long red hair and devilish eyes graced the face of the stranger in his room and Magnus felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. The man got closer as an evil smile crept onto his face.
"It's good to see you're finally awake, warlock. Now we can play." The man's voice was like music but Magnus could only shudder at the hidden promises in his words. He got closer and began to rub his hands along Magnus' body. His fingers formed claws as he raked his hands down his victim's thighs. The unpleasant feeling dragged a whimper from Magnus' throat. His assailant was just lowering his lips to Magnus's own when the door was slammed open. Alec stood in the doorway, his lips thinned into a hard line and his body rigid, ready to fight.
"Back away, Grimel." Alec barked and Magnus instantly felt relieved. Grimel straitened and turned towards Alec.
"I apologize, Your Majesty. I didn't realize he was taken." The red-head hissed and Magnus shivered. Taken? Hell no! Alec had come into his home and kidnapped him. He did not belong to this spoiled faery prince.
"Hey! Can someone tell me what the fuck is going on here?" Magnus yelled at the two faery men. Alec whipped around and glared at him while Grimel left the room, clearly upset. The prince walked towards him and released the chains binding him.
"There are clothes in the dresser. You'd best hurry, the King is waiting." Alec stated sharply.
"Hey? What was up with last night? Huh? You knocked me out! And where the hell am I?" Magnus demanded while crossing over to the dresser. It was hard to argue with someone while naked. Magnus sighed though when he opened the dresser. Yes! He silently fist pumped. Designer labels filled the drawer. At least they had decent clothes. He decided on a black Armani button down and trousers and a thick black coat. Though his body was constantly warm he had been dying to get his hands on one of these jackets.
"You were summoned by the Winter King Bailon."Alec replied while secretly admiring the warlock's toned body and caramel skin.
"Yeah well you could've asked, or sent an invite. Kidnapping is a little extreme." Magnus huffed. Looking into the mirror he grimaced. His makeup was smudged beyond repair. With a snap of his fingers the mess of glitter and eye liner vanished.
"You aren't here as a guest, you are a prisoner. Just come with me, the King will explain." Alec stated and disappeared down a hallway. Magnus followed trying to figure out why a Faery King would want him as a prisoner.
After what seemed like twenty minutes of twisting tunnels and winding hallways the two came to an opening. Beyond that was a great throne room with a soaring ceiling that looked like it would crumble at the slightest touch. Alec led him through a crowd of nobles and towards a large throne upon which a regal looking man sat. To say King Bailon was intimidating was and understatement. Magnus wanted to cower behind Alec but the prince move away and stood next to his father.
"Manus Bane, welcome to the court of the Winter Fey." Bailon's voice echoed through the room and everyone else fell silent.
"Your majesty." Magnus replied a sarcastic edge to his voice. The king stepped down from his throne and move towards the warlock.
"You are here because you have violated the law. You exposed a group of winter fey to a human. Resulting in a situation I did not wish to have to deal with." The King explained. Oh great that's what this is about Magnus mentally rolled his eyes.
"Look, you broke a law by bringing me here so just let me go and we'll call it even" Magnus stated becoming bored.
"I'm afraid that's not possible. But since you wish to be so insolent I believe punishment is needed." Bailon replied an evil smirk on his face. "Alec would you like to do the honors?" Magnus gulped, uh oh not good. He snapped his fingers but nothing happened. Shit, they must've bound my magic he thought. A whip appeared and hands restrained him. His shirt was removed and an excited murmur rang through the hall.
Magnus was mortified as everyone gathered around to watch. He heard the whip whistle through the air right before the leather connected with his sin. He bit his lip hard trying not to cry out. Lash after lash rained down on his back breaking his will until the pain was too much. Feeling darkness close in around him he welcomed unconsciousness and sank gladly into its waiting arms.
This time when Magnus woke he was greeted by soft pillows and a warm blanket. Looking around he saw that he wasn't in the same room as before. This one was much grander, the bed softer and a fireplace even roared in a far corner. He moved to sit up and flinched as pain flared up his spine. Cool hands pressed his shoulders back down onto the bed.
"Don't move too much," Alec said softly, "You haven't healed yet." Magnus tensed, turning he saw the dark prince's somber face.
"How could you do this to me?" Magnus whispered willing his voice not to crack. His throat hurt like hell. Alec handed him a glass of water and looked at him sadly.
"You are lucky it was me and not Grimel. He would've made it hurt a lot worse." Alec replied as if that made everything better.
"So I guess I should thank you then?" Magnus demanded angrily. He tried sitting up again cried out in pain. Alec ran towards him and lowered him back down.
"Relax, you need rest." Alec stoked his long hair back from his face and cupped his cheek. Moving in closer Alec whispered softly, "I am so sorry."
Magnus tangled his fingers in Alec's hair and pulled him closer joining their lips. Magnus moaned at the cool sensation of Alec's cold skin and slipped his tongue inside the prince's willing mouth. Magnus pulled Alec onto the bed and draped himself across his frigid body. Alec gripped Magnus' hips and ground them into his own eliciting another moan from his sexy warlock. Magnus came up for air and before he could continue Alec stopped him.
"You won't get any sleep if we continue." Alec whispered voice hoarse. Magnus started to protest but Alec shushed him. "We can pick up where we left off tomorrow. Just get some rest." Magnus laid his head down on the prince's chest and closed his eyes. Breathing in Alec's yummy citrus smell the warlock drifted off to sleep without a care in the world.
Ok so again let me know what you think. It might be a while until I write chapter 4 because school is starting soon . More Malec soon though and another twist DUH DUH DUUUUUHHHHHH *Evil Laughter*
BTW: Am I spelling warlock right?