A\N: So this is an idea I'm playing with where Magnus is a cannibal and Alec is slightly psychotic. I haven't decided yet. Hope you like it.
Rating: M for description Sex of course and foul language. Rated for the violence. I tried my best not to do to much detail. May move this story to Archive of our own
I apologize for spelling errors
11.
Alec picked up his beer bottle as he watched Magnus dance with some bleach blond, muscle head of a guy. Some how he had been convinced to come out with Magnus and Raphael and even Ragnor, to a dance club. Pandemonium. He wrinkled his nose a little as he looked around. Everyone was dancing, bodies pressed against each other, grinding into it.
"Jealous?" Ragnor smirked catching his attention.
"Hardly," Alec looked back at his bottle.
Magnus walked over leading the guy by the hand and titled Alec's chin up with a finger. "Come outside with us." There was a dark glint in his eye that Alec couldn't place. He looked over at Ragnor who was to busy with his arm around Raphael. The two males were full on making out like it was going out of style.
He looked back at Magnus who was holding out his hand to him. He finished off his beer and took Magnus's hand following him outside. Part of his brain was telling him he shouldn't have followed, however, his jealousy won over as he soon found himself held back in an alley by Magnus's sharp gaze, while the blond was kissing every inch of Magnus's skin that he could reach.
Something glinted in Magnus's hand and Alec saw it was the ring he had been wearing. He ran his finger down the man's neck and kissed a spot. Running the sharp tip of the ring over it. Alec saw the man tense as Magnus dragged it down. Blood welling to the surface. Magnus sealed his lips over it, sucking, making the man moan before he sank his teeth in and then the man's body jerked.
His lips stained red when the man stopped moving. Fell onto the ground. His gaze fell on Alec as he licked his lips. Blood stained his shirt. Red against pale white and then Alec was kissing him.
Pressing his body hard against the wall behind him. Magnus wrapped his arms around his neck. He felt the tip of the ring in his hair but never felt the pain. He turned Magnus around, arms pinned above his head with one hand while the other reached around and unclasped his jeans and pulled them down to his knees. Alec undid his own, just enough so he thrust inside of him.
Magnus choked on a moan. Nails digging into the wall, hips jutting back to meet his thrusts. It was hard, brutal, dirty. Alec covered his mouth to keep him quiet and thrust all the way to completion, not letting up until Magnus bit down on his hand, coming so hard his back arched.
They panted, slumped against each other until they heard voices. They fixed themselves, ducking out of the alley and half way down the block when they heard the sirens. Magnus had long since cleaned his mouth off. Lipstick reapplied. Coat covering the red.
"I love you," Alec whispered after they got back to the apartment. After they showered, after they made love. Slowly.
Magnus smiled, sat up to kiss him and wove his fingers in his hair. "Love you too."
