In a quick second, he'd slammed Alec back against his own bedroom door and was hungrily pressing into a kiss. He heard Alec's little squeak of surprise, and he didn't get a response from the kiss. Infuriated, he pulled away with an accusing look in his eyes.

"Magnus, we, just... I can't."

"I'm just kissing you," he retorted, and found that his voice sounded rough and clipped to his own ears. He could only imagine what it sounded like to Alec, and for a moment, he found he didn't care. "I'm not allowed to kiss you. I thought you said I could."

"You can, but-"

"Then why are you fighting me!"

"I'm not! It's just not a good time!"

"So I have to wait until it's convenient? It doesn't work that way," Magnus growled, before he mentally caught himself. What was he doing? Getting mad at Alexander for not kissing him back... What a pushy, pathetic bastard he was. Letting out a quick exhale, he backed a step away. "I'm sorry. That was my mistake. Excuse my behaviour." But, no more than had he gotten the words out, now he was the one being kissed.

Shock coloured his thoughts, much like that day not so long ago in the Halls. Alec rarely made a first move, much less when Magnus was being rude and demanding. Much less with this much passion and demand.

Not to commit the fallacy that he'd chewed out Alec for, he quickly kissed him back. While it was something strange that Alec pulled the first move, he wasn't in the mood to puzzle it. Actually, he would never be.

Slipping his hands down to Alec's perfect waist, he parted his lips before the latter could ask. There was the immediate expected reaction, and they were falling dizzily into a kiss that he never wanted to break.

Granted, Alexander had to break away for air, and by that time, even Magnus was short of breath. Not that he minded; each kiss with Alexander was totally different and each its new species. He never got tired of assessing and guessing.

But even kissing could get a little boring.

He pressed the Shadowhunter back against the door, gently, this time, his hands slipping under his shirt. Alexander tensed, and then relaxed, only pressing closer. Lips were suddenly busy against Magnus' neck and he smiled, moving his hands upward and pulling the shirt with them. He hated to break his boyfriend away from what seemed a perfectly nice hickey, but some things needed to be done.

Alec's hair was touseled after his shirt was pulled off, and Magnus had the sudden urge to bury his fingers deep into it. Soft as usual and featherlight to the touch, his fingers tangled and twisted, preventing Alec from ever leaving him.

There was nothing grandeur about the way his shirt then fell to the floor afterwards, in fact, it was a little clumsy and hurried. Alexander was in a fluster; he always had a bit about him that made taking off or putting clothes on more difficult when he was flustered. Magnus found it, while a little annoying, rather cute.

Then, they were kissing again. Kissing Alexander was like a little jolt of electricity every time. No matter how many times he got shocked, no matter how many times he should learn better, he always went back for more.

His fingers dipped down to Alec's waistband and quickly found the button on his jeans. He heard his boyfriend's quiet inhale of breath and the pressure on his lips faltered. Just please, just once, let me see you naked, Magnus thought with an air of frustration. He could be good. But, damn it... Abstinence really wasn't his thing. For obvious reasons.

Alec's next move merely surprised him. He felt him turn, and Magnus nearly recoiled in agitation, when he found that Alec was only playing with his doorknob. Locking the door. The warlock blinked in a slow moment, before a grin broke across his features. Without waiting for either Alec to change his mind or for another action to be taken, he hooked his fingers into the loops on the Shadowhunter's jeans and jerked them down.

Sometime soon after, into another one of those exotic kisses, he realized that Alec wasn't responding in the way he had been. Like the fire had gone out from his actions, the passion out of his touch. He wondered when that had happened, and how he hadn't noticed before.

"What's wrong, love?" he breathed against Alec's collarbone, nuzzling at his soft skin.

"Nothing," Alec responded in such a voice that Magnus pulled away. It sounded like he was suppressing tears.

"Alec?" Magnus blinked, watching Alec closely. He'd turned his head away, looking to the far wall, and Magnus couldn't catch his eyes. It made him a little sad; he always got a strange feeling when those eyes wouldn't look at him. "There is something wrong. Tell me." He raised a hand and gripped Alec's chin loosely to make him look towards him, but Alec only pulled out of his grasp.

Magnus quickly realized that he was treading on very thin ice.

"Alexander... Hey, it's alright. You don't have to do anything you don't want to, you know that." Alec being irritating and not giving into romance, Alec pushing him away, that sparked his anger. But, Alexander, trembling visibly and avoiding his gaze, was enough to have him on his knees to repent. Nearly no one put Magnus Bane on his knees.

"I'm nervous," came the quiet response, so quiet that Bane nearly didn't catch it. "And embarrassed."

"Whatever for, you silly Nephilim?"

"You're expecting something that it's not..."

"You're mistaken, Alexander. Expecting something that it's not? How can I expect when you're a Lightwood? From day one, I never knew what to expect, and I still don't. And as for being embarrassed," he leaned down to kiss Alec's chest, "don't be." He raised his hand and this time Alec let his head be guided. Magnus stared evenly back into those gleaming blue eyes, ones full of unsure feelings towards their beholder. "You're the only thing I ever need." He leaned in and pressed his lips, very gently, to Alec's.


It's... short. Bahah... Bare with me. I couldn't throw the next chapter into this one, or it would have been too long, so, you just get cute (slightly angsty) stuff for now. And Magnus is getting impatient. ;D Ah... Another time I wish I were Alexander Lightwood.

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