Happy Saturday, everyone! Here, at long last, is a new lemon; it takes place right after Alec comes home from meeting with Camille and Magnus pulls him into bed. :) I hope you enjoy today's lemony goodness, because the next such episode is a few chapters away, and after that one, we'll be getting into...the unpleasantness. (You know what I mean [goes and cries in the corner].) Thanks as always for your great reviews, and I'll see you again next week! :)
Disclaimer: Cassandra Clare is the author of "The Mortal Instruments" series, and only a little more than a year until "The City of Bones" movie! :)
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Magnus's POV
As he and Alec kissed, Magnus was glad that he'd returned safely from Crazytown. It was clear that Alec was keeping some kind of secret, but Magnus decided that he'd worry about that later. Right now, given that circumstances had kept them apart on so many nights lately, and given that Alec was now spread out on top of him, kissing him deeply and warming him despite the slight chill that clung to his skin, Magnus felt quite sure that whatever Alec was hiding would keep until morning.
After shifting Alec a little so that he could pull back the blanket that separated them, Magnus pulled Alec against him again, savoring the feeling as their bare chests touched. Lately, their romantic encounters had mostly been of the rushed variety, but tonight, Magnus felt too languid to hurry, and Alec seemed tired, which perhaps explained why he didn't protest Magnus's slow exploration of his muscles, the lines of his face, the marks that covered his skin. "Mmm, you're much nicer than a blanket, you know," Magnus said playfully, kissing Alec on the nose.
Alec smiled. "Wow. I don't know if I should thank you, or declare that the saddest compliment ever uttered."
"Well, I might be able to come up with some more flattering and accurate words of praise if you'd like to show me in what specific ways you're better than a blanket," Magnus purred, chuckling and then gasping a little when Alec pressed him down into his pillow and began to kiss and nip at his neck. Then Magnus felt Alec's tongue against the sensitive flesh there, and as he felt his eyes roll back into his head for a moment, he wondered how long it had been since a mere hickey had last had the power to arouse him so totally. Suddenly, Alec drew away a little.
"You still have guests, don't you?" he said shyly. "I mean...we should be quiet, right?"
"You know I have this room soundproofed," Magnus said drily. "What? Are you worried your sister and her undead paramour will hear us?"
"I know they won't hear us, and, eww, don't call him that," Alec said, bracing himself on his knees and elbows so that there was a little space between them, but Magnus was pleased to see that Alec made no move to actually climb off him. "I'm just a little…unnerved at the idea of doing anything when my little sister is in the next room."
"Duly noted," Magnus said, grabbing Alec by the shoulders and flipping him onto his back in one smooth motion, their positions abruptly reversed.
"Hey," Alec growled, suddenly flushing scarlet, but he didn't sound angry. He didn't feel particularly angry either, his hard length pressed as it was against Magnus's balls.
"You said you were unnerved at the idea of doing anything," Magnus said patiently. "However, I'll be more than happy to do everything for you tonight."
"…well, if you insist," Alec said, grinning up at Magnus after only an instant's hesitation. Magnus returned his smile, and with a snap of his fingers, he had Alec tied to the bed, using the scarves that hung in his closet to twine around Alec's limbs and body. Chuckling, Magnus admired the sight for a moment; Alec looked like he was wrapped in colorful snakes, perhaps the main attraction in some odd (and rather kinky) magic show. For a second, Alec looked surprised, but then he grinned again.
"We…haven't done this in a while," he said, licking his lips in what seemed to be a helpless tick signaling his desire.
Magnus shrugged. "Well, if I tied you up every night, then it would never surprise you. I like keeping you on your toes, as it were, so I can better understand what you really like."
"I…I like this," Alec whispered, and Magnus felt him shiver as he leaned down and trailed a series of wet kisses along his chest, stopping to use his tongue and teeth on Alec's nipples. "Maybe I…ah…I'm strong…so maybe I like…feeling helpless…oh, Magnus…"
Magnus was running his hands along Alec's hips now, stopping to trace the lines of his abdomen with his tongue; really, Magnus found himself positively ravenous for a taste of Alec's flesh tonight, so he decided to stop teasing the boy and give him what he really wanted. Pulling down Alec's boxers, Magnus immediately kissed the tip of him, licked away a few small beads of moisture, and then proceeded to take nearly all of Alec's length into his mouth in one swift motion. Above him, Alec groaned loudly.
The scarves held him down to the point that he couldn't thrust much, and Magnus chuckled, knowing full well that the vibration from that would only further rile up the poor boy. Just to tease him further, he ran his teeth ever so gently along Alec's length before taking him to the hilt again, and Alec moaned desperately as Magnus moved his tongue, all the while sucking Alec's firm flesh. Then, just because he was in the mood to do this at a somewhat leisurely pace, he removed his mouth from Alec's length and turned his attention to Alec's balls instead. Sucking first one, then the other, Magnus chuckled again as Alec whimpered,
"Hey…stop…go back…Magnus…ah, please!"
"Of course, dear," Magnus said cheerfully, moving up to press a chaste kiss to Alec's cheek before lubing up his fingers. "Whatever you like. You only have to ask."
"Ha," Alec said weakly, moaning again when Magnus, in addition to sucking on the tip of him, eased one finger inside his entrance. Magnus ran his finger along the tight ring of flesh, slowly slicking it up before sliding into Alec, who bucked a little at that, moaning when Magnus grazed his prostate. He continued to lick and suck at Alec as he slid a second finger inside him, and judging by the sounds he was making, Alec was nearly finished. A few more times up and down the length of Alec's shaft and Magnus felt him coming, his body shuddering all over as a taste that seemed uniquely Alec's hit the warlock's tongue.
Magnus groaned a little too then—blow jobs were something else that, until meeting Alec, had largely lost their erotic charm; it seemed to some lovers to be a sort of formality, a kind of exchange to be taken care of quickly so other activities could commence. But there had been nights when he and Alec had done little more than this. Alec's clumsy early efforts had improved considerably with practice, and now, Magnus knew that he'd hardly last longer than Alec had if the delicious boy were to return the favor tonight. However, Magnus had something else in mind now.
With another snap of his fingers, the scarves holding Alec returned to their pegs, and Alec lay in the center of the bed, panting and squirming a little as Magnus continued to move his fingers inside him.
"Get on your hands and knees," Magnus instructed quietly, and out of breath as he was, Alec moved with admirable speed to comply with the request. Magnus was feeling a little desperate himself now, so after covering his own length with lube, Magnus removed his fingers from Alec, crawled behind him, and pressed into him in one hard motion.
They both moaned at the suddenness of his entrance; though Alec's knees stayed beneath Magnus, holding them both up, he let his arms slide down so that his head was buried in a pillow. Gripping Alec's hips, Magnus withdrew before slamming into him again furiously, Alec's tightness making him shiver all over with delight.
"Ahh!" Alec cried, and sliding a hand between his legs, Magnus found that he was hard again.
"I love the stamina rune," Magnus breathed into his ear, and Alec made a sound that was somewhere between a chuckle and moan. Despite his muscles, Alec seemed so soft and pliant beneath him in moments like this; it felt so good to simply let go and surge into him over and over again, with Magnus beginning to groan himself when he felt the end approaching, his whole body tightening crazily before, with a loud cry, he exploded into Alec, who came again against Magnus's hand. Alec's legs slid against the sheets until he was no longer resting on his knees, but laying flat instead, and then they simply lay in a sweaty heap for several minutes, both of them struggling to catch their breath as little aftershocks jolted through them.
"Wow," Alec muttered. "I'm so glad you soundproofed this room."
"Actually, I was kidding about that," Magnus said, chuckling when Alec tensed beneath him.
"That's very funny," Alec said, rolling over and glaring at Magnus, though the glare was a little weak—Alec looked like he was about to fall asleep. "I'm just glad that we were able to enjoy ourselves tonight without scarring my sister for life."
"Likewise," Magnus murmured, pulling the blanket over them and hugging Alec close. Within seconds, Alec was asleep, and Magnus felt himself on the verge of nodding off. Still, he took a moment to wonder where Alec had gone that night.
What was he doing? And why wouldn't he tell me about it? Magnus wondered. Finding no answers to these questions though, Magnus too was soon asleep.
