A/N: Thanks to everyone for your amazing comments on the last chapter, especially about the parts dealing with the suicide and Jocelyn. It was really difficult to write and your reaction to it was really incredible so thank you.
I hope you guys still like where this story is going, my aim is to work up to 2x10 and see where these crazy kids end up in my version, will try keeping it as canon as possible, maybe a few tweaks here and there. And I hope this chapter makes up for the lack of Malec interaction in the previous one.
'Alec…Alec no!'
Magnus heard Clary's pained cry of Alec's name tear through the loft and reacted on instinct, shoving past Izzy and Maryse, their confused shouts drowned out by the voice screaming in his own mind.
Alec…something was wrong…Alec was in danger.
Magnus could think of nothing else but getting to Alec. Magnus ran ahead of the others, moving faster than the three highly trained Shadowhunter's following close behind. Magnus reached the stairs, rushing up them two at a time willing his body to move faster, he needed to get to Alec now.
Finally after what seemed like a lifetime he reached the roof, shoving the door open roughly with such force it practically flew off its hinges. Magnus felt his heart stop as he took in the horrifying scene before him; Clary stood shaking, not from the night air but fear, as she stared in horror at Alec, stood at the roof ledge, body edging dangerously close to the edge. Her voice wavered as she pleaded with him not to do this, begged him to get down. Magnus's eyes widened in horror as they looked to Alec's perfect suit-clad form, teetering on the edge, his left foot practically hanging over the ledge. Fear gripped the Warlock's entire body as his mind tried to process exactly what was happening and he froze for a moment, just a moment.
'Alexander…' Alec's name fell a mere whisper from Magnus's lips.
Alec stood with his back to them, if he knew Magnus had arrived he didn't acknowledge his presence, he didn't do anything except stare down at the bustling night street below. Then he turned to them, his face completely blank, no emotion, not even fear or pain on his face and fell backwards, over the edge into the night.
Fear and panic flooded Magnus's entire body as he watched Alec fall back, he raised his hand instantly, a flash of blue light dashed from his powerful fingertips towards Alec's falling body but it didn't reach him. It was too late Alec was gone.
Magnus let out a sound somewhere between a scream and a strangled growl as he rushed towards the ledge where Alec had stood only milliseconds before, waving his hands frantically, flashes of white and blue light fill the night sky as he wills his magic to reach Alec, to save him.
He hears Clary's sobs, followed by the confused voices of Jace and Izzy and a screaming mother somewhere in the distance.
Suddenly Alec opens his eyes and stretches his arms out, suddenly he cries for Magnus. 'Magnus!'
Magnus tries once last time, drawing on every element of magic and power his body possess, drawing on the dark demon parts of himself he's kept locked away for decades, fearing what giving into the darkness within would unleash within him. In this moment he doesn't care, he would do anything, sacrifice anything including his own soul to save Alec. The bright blue lights burst forth once more but Alec is already too far gone for Magnus to reach. Magnus can't save him.
'Alec!' Magnus screams, physically feeling his soul rip in two as he watches the Shadowhunter's body fall away into the dark of the night.
When Magnus awakes he's still screaming Alec's name, over and over until it slowly becomes more of a murmur into the empty dark of his loft. His heart is pounding in his chest, his body drenched in sweat; he's still in his shirt and pants from the party. It takes the Warlock a moment to realise he's on the couch, having moved from his reading chair at some point following Ragnor hallucinations, deciding he'd had enough vodka.
Slowly Magnus sat up, bringing a ringed hand to his eyes. His head hurt and not just from the vodka. Though he'd hoped his alcohol induced sleep might provide his mind and heart some reprieve from the torturous thoughts of Alec that had plagued him all night, it appeared that was not going to happen. Magnus replayed the nightmare over in his mind, a mirror image of what had happened tonight with one fatal exception; he wasn't able to save Alec.
In the dream he'd been too late, hesitated for just a second as fear gripped his body and he'd lost Alec forever. Magnus closed his eyes he saw Alec's lifeless warrior body falling away into the dark, reaching out and calling Magnus's name, wanting him to help him, to save him. Magnus shook his head as if trying to banish the images from his mind, swallowing back the tears he felt burning his eyes. Though he knew it was a dream, that wasn't real, Alec was alive, Magnus had saved him, it didn't lessen the guilt he felt tearing at his insides. He couldn't shake the painful dread consuming his body, he felt sick with it.
Blinking his eyes open he brushed the tears away, eyes falling to his cell phone on the table beside the near empty bottle of vodka. Magnus reached for it instantly. He needed to talk to Alec, hear his voice, know he was ok, that the dream wasn't real. He was about to dial Alec's number when he saw the time displayed on the screen and lowered the phone; 3.08am. What was he thinking, after all Alec had been through tonight the last thing he needed was a panicked phone call from Magnus in the middle of the night, needing comfort. Alec needed rest, he deserved rest. Magnus threw the phone down on the table a little harder than was probably good for it, cursing himself for his selfishness, his need to seek comfort from Alec when he was the one in pain.
With a frustrated sigh he fell back against the couch and resigned himself to a restless night ahead. Magnus knew he should drag his tired body to his bed but he couldn't quite find the strength. He also knew, despite the fact they had only spent one night together, that without Alec his bed wouldn't feel right. Without Alec there was no comfort to be found anywhere.
The cool night air felt like a blast of ice water crashing against Magnus face as he burst through the roof door. This time he was alone, there was no Clary desperately trying to talk Alec down, no Jace or Izzy hot on Magnus's heels desperate to save their brother. It was just Alec and Magnus, alone in the cold dark of the night.
'Alec please…' Magnus said softly, one hand raised as he moved cautiously towards the ledge. 'Please don't do this.'
Alec was standing facing Magnus this time, his face no longer void of emotion but twisted in fear and pain.
'I can't Magnus…' his voice was so quiet Magnus could barely hear him; he sounded so tired, as if there was no fight left in him. It broke Magnus's heart.
Magnus moved a little closer, he wanted to throw himself forward, grab Alec's body and force him back to the safety of the roof, to his arms but he was afraid anything he did might scare Alec.
'Alexander…' he repeated trying to keep his voice calm and soothing. 'Talk to me…I'm here Alec, I'm not going anywhere…'
Alec shut his eyes as if the sound of Magnus's voice caused him pain. 'I…I…can't' he shook his head. 'I can't do this…I'm sorry…'
Magnus was so close to Alec, if he reached out he could touch him. 'Don't leave me Alec…please…' Magnus whispered his voice shaking. 'I need you Alec…I lo…'
Magnus's voice trailed off before he was able to say the final words as Alec closed his eyes and fell back off the ledge.
'Alec!' Magnus yelled as he reached for him, his hands desperately clutching at Alec's strong arms.
'Let me go Magnus.' Alec cried, his words stabbing Magnus's heart.
'No!' Magnus tried desperately to hold on, to drag Alec back to him but he could feel his grip slipping, the Shadowhunter's strong muscular form too much for him to hold onto alone. He could feel his grip starting to falter, the feel of Alec slowly slipping from his grasp. 'Alec…Alec no!'
Like the nightmare before Magnus awoke crying Alec's name. He clenched his fists painfully, his painted nails digging into his palms as if trying to hold onto Alec from the dream, to stop him from letting go. His whole body was shaking, pulsing with anger, fear and panic but it suddenly stilled as he felt strong arms wrap around him, enfolding his fragile body completely.
His mind slowly began to clear, the tormenting images of the dream faded away and Magnus suddenly realised where he was, no longer on the couch but in his bed, tucked protectively beneath his lavish bedsheets. The soft sheets felt comforting against his bare skin as he also realised he had been undressed, now only in his underwear.
Magnus felt the fear and pain begin to ebb from his body, instead his skin prickled with a familiar heat and burning as if being brought back to life by the body beside him. Magnus felt the hard warmth of Alec's hard chest; his soft hair pressed against Magnus back as the Shadowhunter pulled him even closer, trying if it were possible to wrap his arms even tighter around the Warlock in his hold.
'Magnus…' Alec's voice was low and soothing in Magnus's ear and he welcomed it like a cure. 'It's ok…I'm here.'
Magnus let out a sound somewhere between a whimper and sob in the dark as he twisted his body, turning so he was facing Alec. He moved slowly, careful not to break the hold of Alec's arms around him, terrified if he did Alec might disappear, that this too might all be a dream.
'Alexander?' he asked, his voice a questioning croak, almost broken from the screams of his nightmares.
Magnus blinked his eyes open slowly and stilled for a moment, staring at the angel beside him. Alec's face is so close to his, those deep dark eyes glimmering in the darkness, though Magnus can still see the pain inside, the soft perfect lips set into an almost sad half-smile. Slowly Magnus reached one hand out, slightly shaking and cupped Alec's face, terrified he might not be real.
'Alexander.' He said again, not a question this time, more to reassure himself than anything. 'You're here.'
'I'm here.' Alec breathed softly, tuning his face into Magnus's palm, kissing it softly.
Suddenly all hesitation and softness were gone, Magnus launched himself forward, both hands delving beneath the bedsheets grabbing roughly at Alec's sides guiding the Shadowhunter's body to his. Magnus's mouth is rough and desperate, his tongue forcing its way into Alec's mouth, his hands are wild and frantic clutching at any part of Alec's skin he can. Magnus needs to touch Alec, taste him, feel his body, know that he's here, he's real and he's Magnus's.
Alec's responds instantly, his actions just as wild and desperate as Magnus's, his tongue trails over the Warlock's lips as his arms scratch at his perfect toned back. It all happens in a wild haze, their underwear is quickly removed both bare to one another, hard and desperate against the other, a tangled mess of limbs and mouths and desperate moans.
Alec's name falls over and over from Magnus's lips, a desperate prayer said each time his lips kiss the rune covered skin, desperately clinging to his lovers body. Magnus pushes Alec's body back, pinning him roughly to the bed as he covers his mouth once more, grinding and rutting their hard cocks against one another. Alec groans against Magnus's mouth, his tongue thrusting harder against the Warlock's as he feels their bodies so close together, revelling in the feel if Magnus above him.
Alec feels like his entire body is on fire, lost in the feel on Magnus against him his hands move as if of their own design, sliding down Magnus's back to his perfectly round ass. Alec cups it, digging his fingers and squeezing the soft flesh, wanting to drag Magnus's body, already covering his completely, even closer. Acting on lust and instinct Alec's hands move slowly over Magnus's ass, dipping in between his cheeks, his desire for Magnus, to feel him, overpowering any fears or self-doubt in his mind at what he's doing. Magnus's mouth is still hard against his but Alec takes his frantic nod as permission before he gently pushes one finger inside.
Magnus's low groan is stifled against Alec's mouth but his tongues laps at the Shadowhunter's more fiercely as Alec slowly moves his finger in and out, teasing open Magnus's tight hole. The Warlock grinds his body harder against Alec's, moving in sync with Alec's hand inside him. Magnus breaks their kiss, his breath harsh and wild as he utters one word.
'More…' he kisses Alec hard and rough. 'I want more Alec.'
Alec eases a second finger inside, a low growl rumbling in his chest as he feels Magnus's tight ass grip around his fingers. Magnus grunts, feeling Alec's fingers stretching him open as he continues to rock his body back and forth, keeping the delicious friction of their hard cocks between them. Alec tilts his head up and kisses Magnus, hurried and frantic. Magnus moves his lips across Alec's face before moving down, kissing and biting at his neck, sucking at his collarbone, feeling the blood pulsing at his neck. Alec continues to work his fingers, trying desperately to replicate the pleasures of Magnus's expert hands from the shower this afternoon. He's not sure if he's doing this right, he only knows this feels, Magnus feels, incredible. The feel of Magnus's tight ass on his hands, hard cock against his and lips on his skin push Alec closer and closer to the edge, he's beyond desperate but like Magnus only wants more.
Alec pushes his fingers deeper inside, twisting them slightly feeling them brush against Magnus's prostate. Magnus jolts in Alec's hold, growling against the Shadowhunter's skin.
'God…Alec…' he moans as Alec repeats the movement, circling and twisting his fingers inside him.
Slowly Magnus pulls back, bringing his face level with Alec's, he's so far gone in the feeling of Alec's hands and body beneath him he can't take anymore. His breath his ragged as he rests his forehead against Alec's.
'Alexander…' he murmurs. Alec almost loses it at the desperate way Magnus says his name. 'I need you Alexander…I need to feel you.'
Alec's hands stilled suddenly at Magnus's words, the Warlocks meaning clear but he still needed a moment to take it in, what Magnus was saying to him. Alec still couldn't believe, after everything, Magnus, amazing, beautiful and powerful Magnus wanted him. Alec wasn't sure if he'd ever truly believe it, he knew he'd never be worthy of the extraordinary creature above him but he also knew that in this moment he had never wanted anything as much as he wanted this. He was nervous but not afraid, he wanted to be with Magnus completely. He needed to feel all of Magnus he could.
Sensing the anxiety in Alec and rethinking his words, understanding the gravity of what he was saying Magnus reached his hand up and cupped Alec's face once more. The honourable voice in his head was trying to drown out the lustful demon who wanted to consume all of Alec, heart body and soul and make him his. No matter how badly he wanted Alec, needed Alec, Magnus wouldn't push him.
'Alexander…' Magnus's voice was softer now, though still ragged and full of wanting. 'I'm sorry…we don't have to…'
Alec leant his head up and kissed Magnus hard on the mouth, twisting his hands inside Magnus once more causing the Warlock to mewl against his mouth as Alec hit the perfect spot inside him once more.
'I do…I want…' Alec breathed. 'I want you Magnus.'
Magnus buried his head in Alec's neck for a moment at his words, too overwhelmed by them, his heart and head so lost in lust and desire he could feel his self-control barely holding on, he didn't want his glamour to fall and Warlock mark show. Magnus kissed Alec's deflection rune lightly then moved his lips back across Alec's jawline and cheeks before settling on his lips once more. When Magnus pulled back he saw the nervous look in Alec's eyes and unspoken questions he wanted but was too embarrassed to ask.
What should I do?
Magnus kissed him again, softer this time, and slowly wriggled his body upwards, easing Alec's fingers out, pushing the Shadowhunter's body back against the lavish pillows.
'Lie back.' Magnus whispered softly kissing Alec again.
Alec moved back, noticing a flash of blue light leave Magnus's hands as a small bottle materialised on the bedside table. Magnus moved backward and gently eased Alec's strong legs apart a little wider. Alec was aware he was sat completely naked, spread before Magnus, dick rock hard jutting out against his stomach yet he didn't feel exposed or self-conscious in anyway. Instead he stayed completely still, eyes transfixed on Magnus as the Warlock moved elegantly above him, his own desire rising with each passing moment by the hungry way Magnus was looking at him.
Magnus moved with his useful grace, being sure to never take his eyes from Alec, Magnus couldn't help but actually lick his lips at the sight of the Shadowhunter spread out in all his glory before him, waiting for him. He'd wanted Alec so badly for so long and he couldn't wait another minute. Magnus settled himself on the bed in between Alec's legs, bending his own long limbs over the Shadowhunter's so his feet were flat on the bed either side of Alec. Alec stared wide-eyed in wonder at the perfect figure before him, his glorious body bared so openly to Alec. Magnus was perfection, a masterpiece of a man. Alec's heart swelled inside, how could this beautiful creature have chosen Alec?
'Watch me Alec.' Magnus breathed, his voice hot and heavy.
Alec said nothing in response, still unable to look anywhere but at Magnus, he heard the snap of the bottle opening and squelching sound of liquid. Alec looked on, awestruck, as Magnus propped himself up on one elbow before moving the other hand down to his ass. Slowly Magnus eased one liquid coated finger inside himself, moving it with the usual skill and elegance he demonstrated in all things. Soon, following the lube and Alec's earlier attentions, Magnus added a second finger, moving the two digits in a scissoring motion, opening himself wider and wider.
Alec couldn't take his eyes off Magnus working himself so beautifully, he watched the Warlock, an intense hunger growing inside, remembering the feel of Magnus on his own fingers, wanting desperately to feel that tight perfection again, wanting to know what it would feel like to be inside Magnus completely. Alec felt himself grow even harder as he watched Magnus, he couldn't help but reach for his straining cock, hands gripping tightly at the throbbing length.
Grunting roughly Magnus adds a third finger, his wet fingers moving in and out faster now, his hole stretched wide before Alec.
'Mmm Alec…' Magnus murmurs, his eyes fluttering shut.
Alec bites his lip at the sound, terrified he might explode just from watching Magnus.
Magnus opens his eyes, staring down at Alec. 'Need you now.'
Alec nods unable to speak, even if he wanted to, or more truthfully terrified of what truths he might confess in this moment. He only hopes his eyes reveal his own desperate need for Magnus. Magnus slowly removes his fingers and climbs up Alec's body and kisses the Shadowhunter desperately, tongues roughly warring together. Alec releases his hold on his dick as he feels Magnus's wet fingers encircle his throbbing cock before he slowly, torturously moves his hand up and down Alec's shaft coating it.
Alec closed his eyes and lost himself in the feel of Magnus's expert touch, bucking into Magnus hands when the Warlock lightly brushed over his swelling tip. Alec is already so close to the edge he's not sure how much longer he can hold on but he wills every fibre of his body to hold on. He can feel his breath rising fast, his body pulsing with anticipation and lust, he doesn't think he's ever wanted anything as much as he wants this right now.
Alec hadn't quite realised how much until this very moment, about what was about to happen. Like any teenage boy Alec had thought about sex from the moment he hit puberty but he hadn't wondered what it would be like, how it would feel, would he be good at it like most, instead he felt ashamed, he felt like what he wanted was wrong. So for so long he pushed away any thoughts of sex or his true desires, shoved them down deep inside along with all the truths he kept hidden for so long. Even with Jace, when Alec had feelings for him, or at least thought he did, he never really thought about him sexually. Alec wouldn't allow himself to. But that all changed when Magnus came along.
Since Magnus everything had been different. Magnus once told Alec that the Shadowhunter had unlocked something within him, Alec hadn't really understood what he'd meant at the time but now Alec knew completely. Magnus had unlocked things inside Alec that he hadn't even known were there, passion, desire, longing, lust. Every day Alec felt overwhelmed at the feelings Magnus awoke within him. Sex was an entirely new world for Alec, he knew in his head what sex was meant to be, how it was meant to feel, the pleasures and gratification of the act. But this, what Alec felt when he was with Magnus went beyond any of that, he felt pleasures like nothing he'd ever experienced before when Magnus touched him but that wasn't why Alec wanted to be with him so badly. This wasn't about sex, it was about Magnus. Alec needed to feel Magnus, be inside him, be with him completely more than he needed anything else in this world.
Alec tried to even his breathing as he felt Magnus's body move, positioning himself over the head of Alec's throbbing cock, his soaking hand still wrapped around the base, firmly gripping Alec's thick length as he guides it slowly inside himself. Unable to stop himself Magnus lets out a hitched breath as he lowers himself down onto Alec, feeling every nerve ending in his body explode as Alec's thick cock stretches him open completely. Alec makes a strangled growl as Magnus's tight hole take all of him in, the feeling is beyond incredible, Alec feels as if he's reached the edge of heaven.
His breathing coming in ragged bursts, Magnus finally sinks down on Alec completely and stills for a moment, allowing his body to adjust to the delicious intrusion of Alec's cock inside him. He places both hands on Alec's hard chest, feeling the burning heat of his skin under his touch, the Shadowhunters eyes fluttering open and closed as he tries to comprehend what is happening between them.
'Alec…' Magnus asks breathlessly, his hands tracing the sides of Alec's muscled body. 'You ok?'
Alec nods then stammers 'I…I just…you feel…' but his words keep catching in his throat, there is nothing he can say that will adequately convey what it is that he feels in this moment. There is one thing, one truth burning away in his heart threatening to spill out. 'Magnus I…'
Magnus cuts off his words, leaning forward to kiss him slowly, silently answering Alec's pleas with his lips. As always the kiss grows heated, Magnus's tongues licks at Alec's mouth as he starts to move his body, gliding himself up and down, shifting his hips in a slow steady rhythm as he rides Alec's body. Alec lets out a primal groan at his slow but exquisite movements, his hands move instinctively upwards and set in a tight grip around Magnus's waist.
The feel of Alec's hands digging on the edge of painful in his sides spur Magnus on, he sits back and begins to move faster, grinding his ass harder back and forth on Alec's dick, his own rock hard cock slapping against Alec's stomach. Alec knows he should be doing something, use his hands or his mouth, anything but he can't, he's so lost in the amazing feel of Magnus's body around his, the blissful euphoria of them finally being joined so completely. No thoughts or fantasies could have prepared Alec for this moment, for this feeling, for Magnus.
Magnus moves even faster, now practically slamming his glorious body down on Alec's, desperate whimpers falling from his lips. Spurred on by the sound Alec sits up slightly, his face brushing against Magnus's, lips kissing anywhere he can. With the movement Alec shifts the angle of their bodies, thrusting upwards with his hips. Despite their bodies being completely joined he needs to be even closer to Magnus.
'Uh god…Alec…' Magnus cries at the movement, feeling his body melt against the Shadowhunter.
Alec is holding Magnus up in his arms now, trusting his cock upwards hitting Magnus even deeper inside. Magnus's moans grow even more desperate, his body feels lose and his mind blurry, riding a high from a drug he can't get enough of. He wraps his arms tightly around Alec's neck as the Shadowhunter drives himself up more forcefully, pounding his cock desperately into Magnus.
'Magnus…' he murmurs wanting to say so much more but once again the words fall away. So instead he kisses him, hard and hopes its enough.
Magnus's tongue meets Alec's in answer and Alec moves his hips harder and faster, thrusting so relentlessly Magnus can barely hold on. The feel of Alec inside him is so powerful, hitting the perfect spot with such force each time he raises his hips. They're moving together in such wild rhythm, two halves of one perfect being, the feeling building in Magnus's heart rivals the waves of pleasure spreading through his body. It's almost too much for Magnus to bear. He can feel his release building and the magic of his glamour slipping away, so lost in the pleasure and feel of Alec Magnus isn't sure he has the power to stop it. Instead he shuts his eyes burying his head in the curve of Alec's neck once more. Suddenly he feels Alec's hand roughly grab the back of his neck and pull him back.
'Magnus…' Alec practically growls. 'Open your eyes…I want to see you.'
Not having the strength to conjure the glamour nor deny Alec anything in this moment Magnus slowly raised his head and open his eyes, the glamour gone completely, yellow cat eyes boring into Alec's perfect hazel. Alec had seen his cat eyes earlier tonight for the first time, when Max had asked about Magnus's Warlock mark. The boy had been afraid, understandably so but Alec's reaction had been…unexpected, in the way that he hadn't really reacted at all. From the corner of his eye Magnus had seen the momentary shock pass over his face as Magnus lowered the glamour but Alec quickly composed himself, stoic unreadable expression on his face within seconds. And then with the nights events Magnus hadn't had a chance to ask Alec about it. Not that he was sure he would, he honestly wasn't sure what Alec's reaction might be. Alec knew what Magnus was, he'd seen him use magic and do spells countless times but his Warlock mark was different, it was the mark of the other part of Magnus, of the demon within. He wasn't sure how much of a demon an angel could love.
Alec slowed his movements slightly, still rolling his hips upwards but less fiercely than before, though he didn't lessen his intense grip on Magnus's waist. Alec stared at him for a moment, his eyes staring over the yellow gems looking back at him. Slowly he raised one hand and rubbed a thumb over Magnus's bottom lip.
'So beautiful.' He murmured before crashing his lips back to Magnus's, moving his hips hard and fast once more, thrusting so fierce and rough now Magnus whimpered in his hold.
'Alexander…' Magnus whispered breaking their kiss. 'My Alexander.'
Magnus cried out as Alec's dick slammed inside him, hitting his against his prostate harder than before, Alec always the quick study did it over and over again. Magnus dug his nails hard into Alec's shoulders, clinging onto his lover desperately, his tight ass clenching even tighter around Alec's cock as the Shadowhunter continued to slam into him at a relentless pace. The room is filled with the sound of flesh meeting flesh, heady moans and their ragged desperate breaths.
The rising heat burning inside Magnus reaches its peak, his whole body starts to shake, his own cock desperately tight, slapping between their two bodies. Alec thrusts up one last time, lifting their joined bodies off the bed, Magnus bites down into Alec's shoulder with a violent cry as his release rips through him, his cock exploding and covering both their stomachs. Alec's own release follows, his body shattering into a million pieces, hips bucking wildly as he spills all of himself inside Magnus.
Chests heaving and hearts pounding, they stay wrapped up in one another for a moment. Alec's hands roam over Magnus's back, up his sides soothingly, lovingly wanting to touch him everywhere until they settle in the Warlock's hair. Magnus's lips brush over Alec's shoulders, kissing the skin which will likely show bruises tomorrow but neither of them caring. His lips move slowly upwards until he and Alec are facing each other once more. Silently they look at one another, neither able to find words that could quite convey what just happened between them but both their eyes are filled with more truth than any words could match.
The bed dips slightly as Magnus slowly eases himself off Alec, wincing at the movement, feeling suddenly empty. Completely exhausted and craving sleep almost as much as Alec's touch, Magnus summoned the strength to wave his hand, clearing their bodies before collapsing in a heap beside Alec, his body sore in the most perfect way possible. Alec moved instantly wrapping his arms around Magnus once more, tucking the Warlock's body into his own the way he'd done when Magnus had first awoken.
They lay in the silence of the darkness for a time; both awake though in need of sleep before the sun came up but unwilling to let the other go. Hands and lips traced skin, lightly, barely there but always touching the other. Finally as Alec drew ghost-like circles on his hip Magnus felt his eyes grow heavy as they started to fall, he knew sleep was close. Alec was still awake; he could hear the slow even breathing behind him. Magnus's hand delved under the covers and grabbed Alec's bringing it to his mouth.
'Don't leave me Alec.' he whispered in the dark, kissing Alec's hand lightly.
He felt Alec sigh into his hair. 'I won't…' he said softly. 'I'm here Magnus.'
Alec kissed Magnus neck softly, brushing his fingers through the Warlock's soft hair, soothing him to sleep. Magnus swore he heard three more words muttered into the dark but he didn't hear what they were but sleep won out.
