25

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

Magnus scratched behind Chairman Meow's ears, smiling contentedly. "He's such a little demon. Breaking my things when he's angry, running away just to get attention. Although, one of those times turned out in my favor." He winked at Alec. "Foiled your plans didn't it, you little monster?" If a cat could scowl, then that was the expression he had as he strutted away, planting himself in Alec's lap.

"You always did like him better, didn't you?" He challenged. The nuzzled Alec's chest in reply. "Bitch." Adriana giggled.

"Alright, so I'm sure the sixties were fun, right?" She asked.

Oh, absolutely. Love not war, Beatlemania, birth control, it was one helluva party.

Jimi Hendrix was a god, Bob Dylan was the master of the harmonica and Martin Luther King had a dream. And the drugs. Good god, the drugs. The Peace Corps brought in all kinds of strange and wacky things that made everyone feel as high as Lucy in the Sky.

The best part for me, apart from selling incense -and uh, ahem, other incense- and Woodstock, was that lovely experimenting everyone was into.

I was at a party, the only one who wasn't on some psychedelic. They don't work on me, anyway. Everyone was hanging all over each other, whether it be on a piece of furniture, a wall or the dance floor, swaying back and forth to "Love Me Do".

I had shoved several sweating and drunk women off of me, laughing and telling them to follow the rainbow somewhere else.

"You need to loosen up, man," my friend Michael said, giggling. "Everyone else is fine as wi-ine, and you're bein' such a drag." I shook my head, laughing.

"Well, someone has to be level-headed in case the police show up, now don't they?" I smirked. He stared at me for a moment, his long blonde hair hanging over the arm of the couch in a soft curtain. "What?" I chuckled.

He stood, walking to me, falling into my lap. I sat back, eyes wide, looking up at him. "Um, Michael, dear, how many colors are you seeing right now?"

"I just wanna try something," he said, grinning. I waited, just looking up at him, thinking of how much he'd hate himself in the morning for this. He leaned toward me, kissing me. He smelled like the plant he'd so greatly ingested, but other than that he was definitely cleaner than ninety percent of the people here.

"I don't think this is a good idea," I said calmly.

"I think you need to loosen up." His hands were inside my shirt, feeling curiously. I shook my head.

"Michael, you're going to hate me and yourself tomorrow if you-" He kissed me again, cutting me off. "You're smarter than this," I warned.

"Not tonight, I'm not."

I gave up trying to reason with him. He wanted a regretful night? By God, who was I to deny him that? I slammed him onto the couch, fingers tangled in his soft hair. He sighed softly with want, wrists locked around my neck.

"I didn't know you were this good of a kisser," he said, laughing a little. I kissed him roughly.

"You should see what else I'm good at." I tore the shirt from his lean body, kissing and touching him all over.

I pulled my own T-shirt off, letting him do what he wanted to me. His kisses were soft, hands needy and nervous.

"Never done this before," he breathed. "Not with a dude." I chuckled.

"Trust me, sugar, I know. But don't worry. No one here's gonna remember this, alright?" I assured. He smiled.

"I honestly don't care if they do."

Hey, no one said friends with benefits was against the law.

Alexander, are you…are you jealous?

"No," Alec snapped, arms folded. Adriana smirked. Chairman Meow shook his head.

Magnus smiled, smiling at him.

"Adriana, could you go grab some dinner?" He asked, not taking his eyes from him.

"Sure," she said, standing. "What do you want?"

"There's this diner called Eddie's that has killer burgers," he said, still not looking at her.

"Where is it?"

He grinned. "Queens."

She smiled knowingly and left.

Magnus slowly edged toward him, smirking. Alec swallowed, watching as he moved like a large cat toward him, shoulders dipping as he went. His hand reached his calf. He yanked him toward him, sending him to on his back. He gasped, looking up at him.

"Are you still angry with me?" He asked softly. Alec shook his head. "You sure? Your cheeks are pink."

"I…I'm not mad, I'm…" He flushed deeper. Magnus smiled, wrinkling his nose.

"You're so cute," he nuzzled his nose in his neck, making Alec giggle unwillingly. He may act like a big, tough Shadowhunter in front of the rest of the world, but he was the sweetest little lamb around him. He kissed him softly, moving his lips just right so Alec would moan a little, cheeks hot.

Magnus ran his fingers through his thick dark hair, stroking his cheek. "You're cute when you're angry," he said, unbuttoning the boy's shirt, gaining better access to his neck and chest.

"We have about an hour and a half before Adriana gets back," he whispered. "How about we make the best of it?"

"Oh, okay," he breathed. Magnus kissed him deeply, rubbing his forehead.

"Unless you don't want to?" He said softly. Alec wrapped his legs around his waist, kissing him firmly.

"You're kidding, right?" He asked, incredulous. "I've wanted to get my hands on you all day."

"Well, I'm glad I'm not the only one," he smiled. He tugged his shirt over his head, letting Alec's pale fingers explore his chest, sighing and shutting his eyes.

His own thin fingers were tangled in his dark hair, thumbing his cheeks and lips. He kissed him, moaning at the feel of his skin.

"You're so beautiful," Alec whispered. Magnus shook his head.

"After I'm done with this story, you might not think so," he said.

"No," Alec said, eyes raw. "I love you, I always will. Nothing you did in the past is gonna make me think otherwise."

"Don't say things you don't mean, darling."

Alec sighed, expression determined. He pulled Magnus to him, kissing him hard and deep. "I mean it, damn it. I love you more than anything in the world. What's done is done, nothing will change that. And nothing's going to change how I feel about you because of it. And I won't get jealous anymore, I wanna know."

Magnus hugged him, lips pressed to his cheek. "I don't deserve someone like you." Alec smiled a little, blushing.

"Well, you're stuck with me."

"I can live with that."