A/N: I have a confession to make...for the first time EVER, I will be writing about a location I've never visited (Miami). I've been to a lot of places in Florida, but never further south than a neat little place called Sebastian Inlet, which is just south of Melbourne, for all you Floridians (on a side note, I've never had so many reviews by people who mentioned they were from the same state. It made me smile. I'm weird.). Anyway, so all of this Miami stuff is either made up or from Google searches :)
Freedom. There was no other word for it. Finals were over. Alec was officially a college sophomore. Magnus didn't have to be back on campus until June 15th, a month away. Alec didn't have to return until August, which presented some questions, but Alec was not thinking about that right now. He had a suitcase full of clothes and was navigating the passageways through their dormitory with countless other students ready to head home, or elsewhere, for the summer. And Magnus was following closely behind him. It was a mass exodus of excited college students.
Alec held up a finger indicating Magnus should wait for him. After a quick affirmative nod from Magnus, he strolled down the hallway to Mrs. Greene's office and knocked on the door. He entered on her invitation.
Mrs. Greene looked up from her papers and a pleasant smile spread across her face. "Mr. Lightwood. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
Alec closed the door behind him and sat on the chair across from her. "I wanted to let you know that everything went well between Magnus and me this semester. I know he can be a difficult roommate, but it's nothing I can't handle. So, when you are assigning roommates for next year, I don't mind being paired with him again."
Mrs. Greene angled her head in curiosity. Alec feared he would say the wrong thing and give too much away, but he didn't want Magnus rooming with anyone else next year. He rather liked their arrangement.
He smiled warmly at the overworked, likely underpaid woman. "Magnus and I have become friends. I thought us remaining roommates would easy the stress in your life."
Mrs. Greene brightened. "That's very thoughtful of you. Mr. Bane has had quite a few roommates in his time here at Idris University. I'm glad we've finally found someone who could tame him a little." She jotted something down on a complicated looking form on her desk. "Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Lightwood. Things have been much more peaceful for me since you started rooming with Mr. Bane."
Alec nodded and stood, recognizing the dismissal. He said goodbye to Mrs. Greene and wished her a happy summer, then exited the room and rejoined Magnus near the entrance of the building.
Magnus didn't question him, but followed him out the doors with a small crowd of people. A long, black limousine awaited them at the curb, the driver standing next to the car in typical chauffer attire. The driver, Samuel, was a tall, aging black man who always reminded Alec of Morgan Freeman, both in looks and demeanor. He was a man of few words, but the words he said were always worth a listen. He nodded cordially to Alec, then Magnus, then took their bags and loaded them in the trunk. Alec was never one to stand on ceremony, so he opened the door himself and climbed in, Magnus right on his heels.
Alec fleetingly wondered if anyone thought it strange that him and Magnus were getting into a limo together, but decided not to say anything. If Magnus wasn't going to freak out about it on his own, he certainly wasn't going to bring it to his attention. Knowing that Samuel already knew they were heading to the airport, Alec put up the privacy screen and turned to Magnus.
Magnus's eyes were wide as he took in the inside of the plush limo. He ran his hands over the thick, cushioned leather seats that seemed to engulf their bodies. He checked out the small refrigerator that Alec's dad kept stocked with juices, water, and a few small bottles of liquor. He stared through the nearly blacked-out windows that gave them full privacy from any spectators. They could be celebrities, or the president, or anybody riding down the road in luxurious style.
Alec knew Magnus had never been in a limo before. He figured they had at least thirty minutes of driving in the current traffic before they reached the airport. A sudden thought occurred to him, and he was powerless to push it away. He wanted to give Magnus the rockstar treatment in the back of his father's limo.
Alec poured each of them a glass of champagne, even though he was technically still underage. He knew no one would question him about it. Then he raised the glass and said, "To us. A month of just us on the beach." They clinked glasses and downed the contents, feeling on top of the world.
He then leaned in and kissed Magnus thoroughly on the mouth. The limo was spacious, so he slid to the floor on his knees in front of Magnus, not breaking the kiss for a second. Magnus melted against the leather seat, absorbing into Alec's lips, and barely noticed Alec's hands fiddling with the snap on his jeans. The sound of the zipper being pulled got his attention, though.
"Alec? What are you doing?"
"Taking care of my man. Now shut up and let me."
He gave Magnus a gentle push, and Magnus relaxed back into the seat. His eyes darted to the blacked-out windows and then the privacy screen separating them from Samuel. "Relax. He can't hear or see us. No one can." A wicked grin spread across Alec's face, which Magnus caught as if it were contagious. Then he truly let himself relax as Alec slid his cock out of his pants and stroked it to full hardness. At that point, Alec doubted he cared who knew what was going on in the back of the limo barreling down the Long Island Expressway.
Alec teased Magnus with his tongue, running up and down his shaft and swirling it around his head. Then he took him into his mouth and Magnus's head pressed into the back of the seat as he moaned his appreciation. One hand twined through Alec's hair, encouraging him to continue. He worked Magnus over with his hand, his tongue, his lips. He took him deep, then slowly slid him out, over and over.
Magnus was done before they merged onto the Grand Central Parkway. He came in Alec's mouth, and Alec devoured him hungrily. He loved the way Magnus tasted. He loved making Magnus come. He loved watching his green-gold eyes flutter shut in ecstasy. He loved pleasing Magnus.
He tucked Magnus back into his pants, carefully pulling the zipper closed, and refastening his button. Then he climbed back into his seat and watched him come down from his high. Alec was certain he had never seen anyone so beautiful in all his life, and once again marveled that all that beauty was his. His.
Magnus slowly turned his head to Alec, his eyes still slightly glazed. They fell to the bulge in Alec's pants and he whisper-moaned, "Your turn?"
Alec smiled. "You don't have to. I wanted to do something special for your first time in a limo."
Magnus smirked and cocked one eyebrow. "Have you ever gotten a blow job in a limo?"
Alec laughed. "Well. No."
"Alright then."
Magnus lowered himself onto the floor and took care of Alec. Alec's hands ghosted up and down Magnus's arms as the sensations engulfed him: the warm heat of Magnus's mouth, the contrasting cool of his long, slender fingers, the velvety softness of Magnus's tongue, the gentle pressure of his other hand on his balls. He lost himself in these feelings, in the thrill running up his spine, in the motion of the car driving down the expressway that made this whole thing just a little more daring, a little more naughty.
He was hardly aware of the car slowing down as it exited the expressway to the airport, for at that moment, he gripped Magnus firmly by the elbows and released into him. His hips jerked with each spasm until he was empty and Magnus had made sure he was clean. Then, he hastily slipped his dick into his underwear and zipped his pants closed.
He pulled Magnus into a kiss, thanking him profusely whenever their lips parted. He was surprised how erotic that had been, just the thought of sucking Magnus, and Magnus sucking him, while they were riding down the street in the back of a limo. The thrill of possibly being caught in a compromising position as the car pulled to a stop on the tarmac.
Magnus looked out the window as Samuel opened the door of the car. They got out, standing just yards away from a sleek private jet owned by Robert Lightwood. They didn't have to go through airport security and obtain boarding passes. This was an airplane for two. There would be no other passengers on board.
Magnus's eyes widened further as they climbed the stairs into a posh passenger cabin. Like the limo, the seats were made of the finest, softest leather. The seats reclined completely and were wide enough to make a comfortable bed. There was a small bar near the front of the plane with food and drink available.
Alec slid into one of the seats and patted the one next to him. Magnus obeyed, and sat down beside him, buckling his seatbelt and still wearing a stunned, excited expression.
"Have you been in an airplane before?"
Magnus nodded. "Not one like this though." He ran his hands along the cushioned leather armrests. "You know when I said I haven't left New York, I meant for anything other than basketball games. I don't really count that because all I see is the inside of our hotel and the arena where we play. It's not like a vacation where you get to see the sights…It's not like this."
Alec grinned. Magnus was clearly enjoying the luxury his father provided for them. He was so glad to get to show this to Magnus, to pamper him. He deserved to be treated like someone special. He was someone special, especially to Alec. Alec laced his fingers with Magnus's as the pilot's voice surrounded them.
"Good morning, Mr. Lightwood."
Alec chuckled. "Oh, Marty. Mr. Lightwood is my father."
"Ah, but you are an adult now," Marty's voice came over the speaker, softer than before, more personal. "I like my job, Alec. Your father expects me to call you 'Mr. Lightwood' now."
"Well, my father is not here right now, is he? So call me Alec."
A deep laugh sounded over the speakers, then Marty said, "Buckle up. Wheels up in five."
Alec grinned as he heard the PA system kick off. He turned to Magnus. "Marty has been our pilot since I was a little kid. My dad used to co-pilot with him when we went on family vacations or whatever. They used to let me sit in the cockpit and fly the plane. Well, I thought I was flying the plane. Marty was in complete control the whole time, but I didn't know that. It was so much fun."
"Sounds awesome," Magnus said enthusiastically.
They got quiet as the plane started to taxi down the runway. Magnus had the window seat and couldn't peel his eyes away. He watched every second as the plane sped up, the nose lifted off the ground and forced them back against their seats, and then as the ground became smaller and smaller until objects could no longer be identified. Alec grinned stupidly watching Magnus. It was like watching a little kid on his first airplane ride. Magical.
Magnus caught Alec watching him and grinned sheepishly. "I've been in a plane before, we just normally fly at night so I don't get to see much. This is really cool." Alec squeezed his hand.
When they reached flying altitude and Marty told them they were free to move around again, Alec unbuckled his seatbelt and crossed to the bar for something to drink. They both chose water this time. Then Alec walked to the door separating the cabin from the rest of the plane, the steps and the cockpit, and turned the lock. He turned back to Magnus and licked his lips.
"Want to join the Mile-High Club?"
"The what?"
"The Mile-High Club," Alec said as he slid back into his seat. He skimmed his hand up Magnus's thigh. "It means having sex on an airplane while it's flying."
Magnus swallowed, his eyes widening again. "But, what about…Marty…and the flight attendant?"
Alec kissed his shoulder. "I told dad we didn't need a flight attendant. And that door is locked. No one will bother us. There is no one to bother us."
"Oh," Magnus said, and Alec could see the tension drain from him, to be replaced by a look of pure desire. "In that case…"
Magnus's arms were around him in seconds, and their lips collided in a heated kiss. Magnus took complete control, stripping Alec expertly, his hands touching all of the places that drove Alec insane with lust. Magnus climbed onto Alec's lap, still fully dressed to Alec's nakedness, and kissed him while his hands explored his body. That nervous, excited, child-like Magnus was gone, and in his place was a confident, desirable, sexy Magnus that knew exactly what he was doing to Alec. Alec shuddered. He was one lucky guy.
Magnus kissed him, teased him, and soon had him flying as high as the clouds that surrounded the plane. Those beautiful, long fingers stroked Alec's neck and shoulders and chest. They pinched and circled his nipples, then trailed lower, lower, finally spreading around his back to cup his ass and give a gentle squeeze. Then Alec abruptly felt the world give way beneath him, and he fell backward with a thud and a slightly hysterical laugh. Magnus had leaned the oversized seat all the way back into a position that made it more like a bed. He looked up and saw Magnus hovering above him, and the laughter died. Who could laugh when the man he loved looked at him like that? Like he was seconds away from devouring him? Alec felt the tingle all the way to his toes.
He bit his lip. Then he bit Magnus's. His sudden need for Magnus was all-consuming, powerful, almost desperate. He kissed him roughly, possibly rougher than he'd ever done before, but Magnus responded. He wasn't even sure why he was like this. They had just gotten off in the limo at each others hand (mouth). There shouldn't be a desperation involved. Perhaps it was being in his dad's airplane, 35,000 feet in the sky. Perhaps it was their first day of freedom together. Perhaps it was the knowledge that they were going to actually get to show each other affection in public for the next month. Or perhaps it was just because it was Magnus, and he so easily got worked up when he was with Magnus.
Whatever the reason, he was anxious to see where this went.
Magnus broke the kiss, a mischievous glint in his eye as he said, "Condom?" Alec grinned, dipped his hand in the pocket of his discarded jeans, and pulled out a little foil packet. "Lube?" Alec produced a travel-size bottle of lube, to which Magnus erupted with laughter. Travel-size bottles of lube…who knew?
Magnus stood and ripped his clothes off his body as quickly as he could. He tore open the condom and put it in place, then watched as Alec covered his stiff cock with lube. He pushed Alec down onto the reclined seat and covered him with his body, everything aligning as if it knew exactly where it wanted to be.
He pressed inside, easily sliding in completely. Alec's eyes rolled back and fluttered closed. God, he loved that part, that first breech of his system, when his body went from passionate need to feeling full and whole. Complete. Yes, that's what he felt when Magnus was inside him, complete. Like there was a part of him missing the rest of the time that was only there when he was with Magnus like this.
Then Magnus started moving and all thoughts of need and love and completion evaporated. There were no thoughts, only feeling. Only the new heights that Magnus would take him to, independent of the fact that they were on an airplane.
Magnus's arms wound around him and his hips pumped impatiently. This was no slow, love-making session, even if they did have a couple of hours before the plane would land. This was erotic and kinky and taboo. They may not be caught by someone walking in on them, but the pilot and co-pilot could certainly try. Alec didn't tell Magnus that because he really wanted to do this and didn't want him to back out. That bit of forbidden-ness made Alec want it that much more.
Magnus pounded him so hard he could feel his body inching along the leather seats. It felt amazing. The raw desire flooding through Magnus came off in waves that Alec could practically visualize. His hunger and want for Alec made him feel that much more special. And, God, the things he was doing to his body!
Alec knew he wouldn't last long like this, but he held on, willing his orgasm away. Magnus pumped into him again and again, and Alec fought off his release. Then Magnus's body stuttered, his motion interrupted, and Alec felt the heat of his release deep inside his body. Magnus panted and jerked, spilling all he had into Alec, holding him close, kissing his neck and chest.
When he finally stilled, he looked down. His eyes flashed up to Alec's, looking worried. "You're not done?"
Alec grinned and shook his head. "No. My turn."
Magnus's eyes ignited and his dick twitched. Alec doubted he could get fully hard again after two orgasms in the last hour, but he was happy to see Magnus was a willing participant. He had gambled that Magnus would let him do him next, and he had won.
Magnus pulled out and faced Alec. He unrolled a fresh condom onto Alec's still-straining erection and slathered it with lube. He got on his hands and knees on the reclined seat and Alec came in behind him. They had had sex many times now, and usually chose to do what felt right at the time with regards to who was top or bottom, but they had never done this. They had never taken turns like this.
Alec had been very close to finishing earlier and doubted it would take long to get there again. He watched as he disappeared into Magnus, his eyes rolling back in his head as his hands held tightly to Magnus's hips. He thought, maybe, he let a moan escape, but he couldn't be sure if that was him or Magnus. Probably him. Probably.
Alec pumped his hips, his eyes transfixed on his dick moving in and out of his boyfriend. He loved this. He had never realized how erotic just watching could be. He'd never thought about it, until Magnus. But then, everything was better with Magnus. He felt the energy coiling within him, his release building, and as it spilled from his body he sat back on his haunches and pulled Magnus down with him, burying himself deep inside his lover.
His mouth found Magnus's shoulder blades, kissing and nipping at them as his cock throbbed and pulsed its fluid. His hands were hooked around Magnus's chest and shoulders, holding him in place as he emptied himself. Magnus's head lolled back onto Alec's shoulder, his body spent and limp as it leaned against him.
"I love you," Alec whispered into his ear. Magnus couldn't muster the energy to reply, just nodding his head in agreement. Alec chuckled and eased Magnus off of him. "I'd love to let you sleep, but we really have to clean up first."
Magnus mustered the strength to look up at Alec. "When do we land?"
Alec checked the clock on the wall. "About an hour."
"Mmmm," Magnus moaned. He stood and cleaned himself up, then hastily threw his clothes back on before flopping down on the reclined seat.
Alec did the same, and unlocked the cabin door. He grabbed a blanket from one of the overhead compartments and snuggled next to Magnus on the oversized seat. "You okay with this?" he said as he nuzzled his nose against Magnus's neck.
Magnus paused. "Does Marty know you are gay?"
Alec gave him a look. "I don't know. I've never brought any guys on the plane before…" He shrugged. Would Marty know? He didn't exactly hide his sexuality, but he never really flaunted it either. "Does it matter?"
Magnus shrugged this time. "I don't know. If he knows about you, then we can assume he has guessed about us. If not…" Magnus kissed him gently. "You know what? Who cares if he knows. This will be good practice for me to get used to people knowing about us. I mean, that's why we chose Miami, right? So we could be free to be boyfriends in public. Guess I'll find out how much I can handle."
Alec kissed him. He restrained the giddy feeling that encompassed him with every effort because he didn't want to make a big deal of this, even though it was certainly a big deal to him. This was a huge step for them. He had thought they might hold hands, walk on the beach, have dinner dates, maybe even a brief kiss in public. The things other couples take for granted. But letting people they knew see them cuddled together under a blanket? This was far more than he thought Magnus would go for at this stage. He couldn't help thinking if he could just make Magnus see that their relationship is not going to cause a problem for most people, maybe one day he would feel comfortable going public with it. But for now, he would be very happy with this. He kissed Magnus again, then made himself comfortable for the rest of the flight.