A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates, guys. I've been super busy lately with work :( This is the link to the ring: www . vancaro stainless - steel - blue - and - silver -color - ring - band - for - men .html. if y'all wanna see it. Added their first time. Not really that great at writing smut probably, but I tried.
Guest: I'm wicked, aren't I? I do feel a tad bit guilty sometimes for it.
28: Magnus
Christmas comes way too fast. I'm excited for it, but I'm also dreading it because it means we're closer to the court date. The best part is I get to have actual food.
"Magnus, come on! It's time to open presents!" Alec calls.
"I'll be in in a sec!" I reply, stuffing the small box into my pocket.
Alec takes my hand gently the moment I sit beside him.
"You go first, cat," Jace informs me, pushing a pile of presents towards me.
I open the first one cautiously. It's from Izzy.
"It's sorta for both of you," Izzy tells me.
She got me chocolate body paint.
"How bad are the odds ninety-percent of the gifts you got him are sex-related?" Alec asks.
The way Jace bursts out laughing makes me incredibly suspicious.
"That's what I was afraid of," Alec groans.
"It might make tonight fun," I whisper in Alec's ear.
He's looking at me like I've lost my mind. Maybe I have.
"Are you serious?" he murmurs.
Grinning, I nod. I think I might actually be ready. Or it might end horribly.
The only gifts not sex-related are the ones from Alec. A couple from Izzy aren't. I think Jace mostly wants to see how red he can make Alec's face.
"You're up next," Jace says, tossing a present to Alec.
"Can I give you one of mine first?" I ask.
Alec nods warily.
The wariness changes to surprise when I drop to one knee in front of him. I open the ring box slowly.
"Can I be your always?" I ask.
"I don't know what I did to deserve you. Of course," he replies.
"I had to make it official."
I kiss him lovingly once I stand up.
"Can I see the ring?" Izzy asks.
Smiling, Alec obliges. I love seeing him so happy.
"Where'd you get it?" he asks me, examining the blue-and-silver band.
"Online. I wanted it to match your eyes," I reply.
"Magnus, please tell me you didn't spend an outrageous amount."
"You know me too well, darling. No, it wasn't over a hundred dollars."
I'm more likely to spend a ton of money on Alec than I am to spend it on myself. I like pampering Alec, even if it does irritate him.
"You did a really good job picking it out," Izzy tells me.
"Thank you. Jace helped. He gave me his debit card," I reply.
"What happened to yours?" Alec asks.
"I, uh, I thought I lost it."
"Magnus! Please tell me you found it."
"I did. It was in my wallet, under the bed."
"Magnus Bane, you're going to be the death of me. How did your wallet end up under the bed?"
"I apparently kicked it under there."
I plop next to him on the couch and busy myself with playing with his silky black hair.
I'm the only one that got Alec anything sex-related; it was a set of coupons for favors. I know I probably shouldn't have, but I think it'd be fun.
Izzy got mostly makeup, jewelry, and perfume. Jace got a knife he'd been wanting and a giftcard to a store he likes. Izzy got him a couple hoodies since he still doesn't have many clothes.
"I've never seen Alec this happy. You better not hurt him," Izzy warns me quietly while Alec and Jace cook.
"I won't. He's my entire world," I reply.
I pad into the kitchen so I can spend time with him.
"Merry Christmas, darling," I murmur, wrapping my arms around his slender waist.
"Merry Christmas, baby. Are you enjoying yourself so far?" he replies.
"I am. Did you like your surprises?"
"I did."
"I'll be more than happy to take your last name."
I press my lips lightly to his neck.
"You want to?" he asks.
"Unless you wanna be Alexander Bane. As long as I get to keep you, I don't care. I actually came in here to help," I reply.
"We've got it, but thanks for offering."
I know he still wants to baby me, even though I'm healed up from the assault. I don't like feeling useless.
"I could give you a massage later if you want. I know you've been working a lot of extra hours lately and probably ache. Or I could rub something else if you prefer," I whisper in his ear.
I see him blush at my suggestion.
"Are you trying to talk him into experimenting?" Jace asks.
"No. Just suggesting some options for later," I reply.
Alec looks really embarrassed now. It makes me feel super guilty.
"Sorry, darling. Later?" I murmur, squeezing him gently.
He nods.
I decide to stop bugging him and instead read one of the books he got me. I'm engrossed in it enough that it scares me when he comes in to tell us dinner's done.
"Have you decided what you're doing with the trial?" Izzy asks.
"No. I want them to know everything that piece of trash did to me, but I don't wanna see him," I reply.
"He had another neko. Catarina wants us to meet him tomorrow. He's not in very good shape," Alec informs me.
"Oh. How old is he?"
"She didn't say. He bites. A lot."
"I'm surprised you weren't a biter," Izzy tells me.
"I got muzzled for it. I bit Jace when he hurt me. What's the kid's name?"
"She didn't say. He might like you," Alec replies.
"Um, it might be better if we go in separate. Th-they used to double-team me. And it hurt horribly."
I feel like I might puke telling them about it. I can't look at Alec. I figure he'll probably tell me to take my ring and shove it. Letting him in is still extremely difficult for me because I know he could very easily reject me.
"Magnus, I'm glad you told me, but I'm sorry that happened," Alec murmurs, stroking my hand gently.
"I'm done," I mumble, pushing my plate back.
I've barely touched my food. It isn't that it tastes bad. Discussing the owner from hell has sunk my appetite faster than the Titanic.
"Magnus, you need to eat," Alec tells me gently.
"Lost my appetite," I reply.
He sighs softly. I don't like how upset he looks.
"I'm sorry," I murmur.
"Don't. It's not your fault, so stop apologizing," he tells me firmly.
I'm in a better mood tonight than I was earlier. It's been a very interesting day and a good one.
Growling playfully, I tackle Alec when he comes in the bedroom. I'm careful not to hurt him or make his head bang into the floor. Straddling his lean hips, I kiss him hungrily.
"What's gotten into you?" he asks, trailing a hand down my back.
"I wanted to show you just how fierce I am," I reply.
"You're very fierce."
He moves his hand to my hip. It's not as scary to me as it would've been even a month ago.
Knowing what we're about to do knots my stomach into a giant ball of nerves. I love Alec more than anything else in the world, and I want to at least try this with him. I want us to be able to have sex like any normal gay couple.
I sprawl on top of him"You're so beautiful," I whisper, nipping his lower lip gently.
It earns me a very sexy gasp.
I love making out with him. I never really made out with anyone before, so it's sorta almost a first.
"Is this okay?" Alec pants, tugging gently at the bottom of my shirt.
I nod slowly. I'm grateful he's waiting for my consent instead of just yanking my clothes off.
"You're so sexy," he whispers, sitting up.
His lips and teeth assault my neck while his fingers attack my brown nubs. I want to let him know how amazing this feels but I also don't want to annoy him. I bury my face against the side of his neck and inhale the familiar orange, vanilla, and leather scent that is Alec. He hums softly when I bite at his soft skin. I want to mark him like he's marking me, and I think I'm doing a good job so far.
"Do you want me to do something different?" he asks suddenly, pulling back to look at me.
"I-I like it a lot," I whisper, stealing a kiss.
"It's okay if you're loud."
It's very weird to receive pleasure instead of being forced to give it. I think I could get used to this.
"You're so hard," I murmur, rolling my hips experimentally against his.
His low moan makes me smile. No one else really liked it when I moved much during it, so this is surprising.
"So are you," he whispers, palming me through my skinny jeans.
Whimpering, I rub against him. It feels really good, but I can't wait to see how it feels without the jeans.
"Can I?" he asks, moving his hand to the buttons of my jeans.
"Please. I want this," I reply.
I want this a lot more than I've ever wanted it before. I actually want to give him pleasure.
His nimble fingers make quick work of my jeans. It's nice to not have them restraining me. His eyes drink in my naked body hungrily. The awe in his blue eyes is strange to me.
"You really are gorgeous," he tells me, trailing his hand down my chest to my hard member.
"Not as gorgeous as you, darling," I reply.
He wraps his hand around me gently and starts stroking.
"You can guide me if you want. It's okay if you do," he murmurs, kissing me gently as he strokes me.
I whine softly when he rubs his palm over the head.
This is the first time I've ever let myself feel during anything sexual; I usually tried to keep my mind on anything but what was happening so it wouldn't hurt as bad. Now, all I can think of is how wonderful this feels and how I want more and how I wanna make him feel good too.
He adds a twist over the head on the upstroke, making me groan and buck my hips against him. The hand not stroking me dips lower to fondle my sack. Kissing him heatedly, I undo his jeans and begin stroking him. It's not fair for me to be the only one getting off.
"Can we try something?" he asks suddenly.
I nod warily. I'm not really sure what he plans on doing to me. I trust Alec, but words like that have never been a good thing in my experience.
Very gently, he moves me to my back and kneels between my legs. He lays a gentle hand on my hip as he wraps his lips around me. I can't help grunting softly. His warm, wet mouth feels incredible. His blue eyes gaze up at me lovingly as he sucks me. It feels like he's just barely gotten started when he moves his mouth off of me. I can't help making a soft noise of protest.
"Are you planning on screwing me now?" I ask.
I can't really come up with another scenario. Unless maybe I taste bad or he doesn't really like it. I don't think he'd be grabbing a condom since I'm HIV-free now. I know he's not gonna hurt me.
"Not yet. I plan on making love to you later. Is it okay if I finger you? I know you do it to yourself, but I wanted to ask before I tried it," he replies.
I can't help grinning when he mentions the time he accidentally walked in on me last week. It didn't embarrass me nearly as much it embarrassed him. I mean, I'm used to being watched.
"We can try it. Go slow?" I murmur.
Regardless of if this works, it'll be the first time I consented to penetration.
I stiffen a little when his lubed finger slowly pushes inside.
"You okay? Am I hurting you?" he asks gently.
"I'm okay. It's a little uncomfortable, but it doesn't hurt," I reply.
He moves his free hand back to my hard shaft while he slowly presses more of his finger inside me. It's actually starting feel good. I moan sharply when he rubs against my prostate. He strokes my member in time with the steady thrusting of his finger. I can already feel myself getting close to the edge.
"Stop, please," I pant, forcing my hips to still.
"Did I hurt you?" he asks worriedly, stopping immediately.
"No. The opposite. I didn't wanna come too soon."
"You come whenever you want."
"I wanted to make this last."
Smiling, he kisses me lovingly after I sit up. I move my hand back to his hard member and start stroking him again. I like feeling his hardness in my hand. It's like satin-covered metal. I like knowing I got him this horny.
"I wanna try sucking yours," I murmur.
He seems really surprised by this.
"Just, uh, don't choke me or hump my face. Or pull my hair or ears. Please," I add.
I love sucking him. I love gazing up at him and watching how his expression changes with what I do. He tastes amazing and he makes the most delicious noises. The only thing I like better is teasing him and listening to him whine. I can't do it for very long because my jaw gives out, but at least I managed it for a few minutes.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" he asks.
"I'm sure. We can go slow, right?" I reply.
"As slow as you need. Hop up on the bed and get comfy."
I lie back on the bed for him. I trust him, but I'm still very nervous.
"I'll be as gentle as possible, baby. I promise," he murmurs, pressing a slick finger inside me.
He's very patient while he stretches me. I've never had anyone take this into consideration before.
"Do you have condoms?" I ask.
I might be HIV-free, but I feel more comfortable having protection for this part.
"Already got one out," he replies, kissing me.
He takes my place on the bed so I can ride him. It doesn't hurt as much as it usually does, but I'm going slow and I have lube. It's a relief for it not to feel like I'm being ripped apart from the inside out by rabid wolves.
"You're so tight!" Alec groans, rubbing his thumbs gently over my hipbones.
I stop once he's totally in me. It feels amazing to be able to have sex with him, something I thought was totally out of the question for me.
"You feel even bigger inside me," I tell him, leaning down to kiss him hungrily.
Pretty soon, the room's filled with the sounds of skin slapping, our loud panting and moans, and our sloppy kissing. I'm not sure how close Alec is, but I know I'm not gonna hold out much longer. When I finally come, it's easily the most intense orgasm I've ever had. Alec comes a few seconds later.
once we're done.
"Was it good?" he asks, rubbing my back.
"No. It was amazing because it was with you. I love you, even if you are sticky," I reply.
"I love you too."
I can't really believe how amazing tonight was. I never knew sex could be a good thing.
I slip in behind Alec while he showers in the morning.
"Good morning, beautiful. I wish we'd done that sooner," I tell him.
"You were pretty great," he replies.
"So were you. I never thought it could be fun."
"Are you in the mood for more?"
"Maybe later. I love you even more now."
"I know the feeling. Was it scary for you? If it was, tell me what to change. I don't want it to be scary for you."
"Not as scary as I thought it'd be. Or as painful. This is the first time I've ever been able to walk without pain the day after. What time are we gonna see the other hybrid? Are you gonna adopt him?"
"Whenever you want. I don't know. I might."
The thought of meeting another hybrid is almost exciting, but I haven't been around others of my own kind in a long time. I'm more afraid of him biting Alec.
Catarina smiles warmly when she sees us.
"He's back here. His name's Kadir Safar. He's a Turkish Van. He's fifteen," Catarina informs us, leading us to the hospital rooms.
I draw a deep breath before opening Kadir's door.
