Hey everyone! Sorry for the super long wait. So I'm trying to spend some more time on my book. Portal Paintings is moving forward in progress. This month is just so busy. I'm doing college visits and just events like crazy. So, I know these are excuses but I really am quite a busy bee. It feels like I never get a break with schoolwork. Well, on with the story. Enjoy!
Chapter Nine
Fetch
Magnus finished listening to what his boyfriend had to say about the dream. He was worried more than ever about Alec. The shadowhunter was standing in front of him, eyes cast downward at the floor and hands were held tightly to his sides. The warlock took his boyfriend into his arms and rested his chin on top of the shadowhunter's head. Alec held still, but not with tension in his body. He needed Magnus to hold him close and never let go.
The shadowhunter began to whimper and so Magnus held him closer. There wasn't much that Magnus could do for the boy because Alec rarely got like this. Never was the shadowhunter so rattled by something so easily. For the first time Magnus was scared as well. No good could come from two downworlder deaths, one being a fae and the other a werewolf. It opened too fresh of wounds, especially for Clary: the daughter of the man who started it all.
The warlock had understood from the beginning why the redheaded girl was so shaken. The fear of Valentine's return was still real to her. The man was buried in the ground, for they had all seen the corpse descend into the earth. Magnus needed to distract his boyfriend in some way. Even if the matter at hand was urgent, Alec needed to be distracted.
Alec looked up into the eyes of his boyfriend. Magnus chose the present moment to act on the need to distract Alec. His lips lowered to those of the shadowhunter's and tasted the sweetness of his mouth. Alec responded immediately by parting his lips for the warlock and then wrapping his arms around Magnus's waist. The gentle kiss soon became passionately heated make out session. They began to pull at the cloth that they were dressed in, wanting to rid the other of their coverings. All of this took place in the middle of the library.
By the time that they were both shirtless, Magnus led them over to the couch so that they could be comfortable. Alec laid down on his back and then opened his arms, signaling Magnus to come lay with him. The warlock happily obliged and then laid down, taking pleasure in the feeling of his bare chest against Alec's.
Their kissing quickly became fierce, and verged on animalistic. Their need for one another was so great that Alec didn't care about where or how he touched Magnus or vise versa even though they were in the library where anyone could walk in on them. Growls of wanting came from Magnus, who was enjoying playing rough with his boyfriend. Alec left a rough mark of possession on Magnus's neck, earning a gasp of pleasure from the warlock.
"Do it." Alec whispered in a husky voice. "I need you. Now."
A man walked in a store, setting off the little bell that hung over the threshold. He passed by the dust-covered books, knowing that none of them held the information that he was looking for. He let his fingers brush against the leather bound spines of the unsold books. Onlookers stared in awe at him. Most likely trying to discover the reason of his being here. The man simply laughed at their infatuation with him.
"Back again." The woman who owned the store laughed, earning a smile from the man.
He nodded his head, letting her know that what she thought was exactly what he was here for.
The woman turning gracefully on her heels, showing her back to him, and then motioned for him to follow her. The man didn't hesitate to follow the woman's lead to the room sectioned off from the rest of the store. They passed behind the tattered curtain to a room that was filled with books for his kind.
"Your books, sir." The woman motioned towards the books that she knew that he was looking for, that were sitting on a wooden table beside a leather armchair. He did not thank the woman, for the woman knew better than to expect so. Her role was simply to be a convenience to the man, and nothing more.
He seated himself in the chair, relaxing into the comfort of the leather. He looked over at the stack of books that were at his side. They were books of spells from a time oh so long ago. The man searched through the ancient pages, searching for the solution to his problem. When the man found just what he was looking for he let out a laugh that could make angels tremble.
A second man entered the room. This one was young and plain compared to the man in the chair.
"Master." The boy greeted the man with a bow. "Alexandra informed me that you had found what you were looking for. How can I be of assistance?"
The man smiled at his young apprentice. The boy was a fast learner, and he was a loyal servant. He trusted Leo, and not to mention that he was highly intelligent.
"I need you to call Katherine. I will not be making an appearance tonight at the event tonight. And after you finish that, I'd like for us to go for a walk in the garden."
"As you wish, Master."
As you wish, Master. He liked the sound of that. Leo would do.
The boy turned to leave but his master's voice stopped him dead in his tracks.
"And, Leo, fetch me a vampire."
Dun, Duh, Duh. Sorry for the cliff hanger. And for the length. I know, I have a feeling that this story is on it's way towards the end. It still has maybe five or six chapters left but I think some of my readers or most probably have already figured out what is going to happen. Well, I hope to be posting again soon. Thanks for reading. Please leave a review.
