Hey all! First of all I'd like to thank everyone so much for being patient with me. My finals this semester were gruesome, and for about two weeks straight I literally spent every free moment of my time doing homework. Or art, more accurately. Pft. And I've had one day off in 11 days at work, plus I've been nurturing my newfound obsession with Game of Thrones, and of course devoured CoLS as fast as I possibly could. SO I've been a busy bee. So if you're still here I thank yee!
So for those of you who've finished CoLS I'm sure we're all in the same "OMFG CC HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO US?" boat as I am. . Not pleased. So since I was depressed off my ass this chapter got VERY smutty. Think of it as the ice cream binge after a break up. Betad by StarryOwlEyes of course!
Breakfast the next day was a simple affair. There was porridge like they had on the Morningstar, but much better tasting, and burned pieces of bread that Magnus called toast. And there were piles of that delicious thing called bacon. Maia was right; bacon really did make things better.
As Alec was licking his fingers clean, he heard Magnus chuckling beside him. "I think we're going to have to hide all the pigs on the island," he told Ragnor. Ragnor grinned, clearly amused by the idea.
"Pigs?" Alec asked, bewildered. What did those dirty animals have to do with bacon? Magnus just laughed again and kissed him on the nose.
"You're adorable," he said, looking at Alec with a loving expression. Alec resisted the urge to pout. He hated the fact that he really knew next to nothing about human life after more than a month of living with them. Being sequestered on a ship the whole time definitely didn't help his situation. He felt like a tadpole. He knew that Magnus understood his confusion, but around other people he felt like an imbecile.
Alec's dark mood wasn't missed by Magnus. "Pigs are slaughtered for food, dear. Bacon is made from pigs," Magnus explained. There was nothing patronizing about his tone, just pure understanding. Alec looked at him gratefully, glad that he didn't even need to ask.
"You have the weirdest form of amnesia," Ragnor said, looking at Alec with a funny expression. Alec flinched at the sudden scrutiny. Ragnor had never really seemed concerned about Alec's lack of knowledge before. Now that they were on land, it would become increasingly obvious that Alec had absolutely no clue about human life.
"He's starting to remember more and more every day," Magnus chimed in, snaking an arm around Alec's waist. He pecked Alec's cheek sweetly and squeezed him tightly. Alec instantly relaxed; glad to have Magnus beside him.
"Well good," Ragnor said in a huff. "I can't imagine ever forgetting bacon." He shuddered dramatically at the thought. Magnus snickered at his friend.
"Of course you would be concerned about food," he teased.
Ragnor shrugged. "It's my one true love," he said clutching his heart. Even Alec couldn't help but snicker at the display. Food was nice and all, but he wouldn't trade anything for the man beside him. Magnus's hand tightened around his waist, before sliding down to squeeze his ass. Alec struggled not to jump out of his seat. He gave Magnus a heated look, only to discover Magnus smiling mischievously. Alec couldn't be mad at Magnus when he was grinning so devilishly, and especially not after last night.
(flashblack)
They had barely made it back to Camille's room fast enough. Before the door had even shut behind them Alec had Magnus pinned against the wall, shirt discarded and torn on the floor. Alec attacked Magnus's throat, sucking and biting along his lover's buttery skin. Magnus panted above him, his fingers twining at the base of Alec's hair, pulling him closer. Alec flicked his tongue out, tasting Magnus's salty skin. Alec was overcome with a sensory overload. Magnus's wiry build pressed against him. His beautifully tan skin covered in a faint sheen of sweat. Even the loud moans emitting from his lovers throat drove Alec into heady desire. Everywhere-everything was Magnus.
He bit Magnus's ear none too gently, making Magnus growl. He sucked one of Magnus's many golden loops into his mouth, enjoying the moan that he drew forth from his lover. He kissed down Magnus's chest, biting down on his dark nipples. Magnus stifled a groan, biting down on his knuckles. Alec pulled his hand away, giving Magnus an admonishing look.
"I want to hear you," he murmured, his voice gone low with desire. Magnus looked back at him with an almost feral expression, his eyes radiating pure need. He rolled his hips forward, grinding against him. Alec growled at the contact.
Magnus grinned deviously at him. "Fuck me," he murmured, his voice a husky growl. Those two little words about sent him over the edge right then and there. Alec usually was overcome with embarrassment any time someone even mentioned them kissing. And yet as Magnus stared at him with those intense yellow green eyes demanding to be taken, he was overwhelmingly turned on.
He grinned, suddenly feeling mischievous. "I'm sorry, I missed that last part," he said, teasing along Magnus's collarbone. Alec could feel Magnus's chest rise and fall in a frustrated sigh. Magnus snatched Alec's chin, pinning him with a lustful gaze.
"I need your throbbing cock in my ass," the sailor purred in to the merman's ear. Alec groaned from Magnus's words, irrevocably turned on. Magnus, sensing the effect he was having on his lover, smirked. He pulled away from Alec, sashaying to the bed. He played with the waistband of his pants, tugging them lower and lower, until Alec though he would go insane from anticipation. Alec loved the almost delicate nature of Magnus's hips. The soft dip of his hipbones, covered tautly with caramel smooth skin. And better yet was the trail of curly black hair that was peeking out of Magnus's trousers. Magnus's trousers finally dropped, revealing the prize. Alec always felt slightly awkward and self-conscious so exposed. Yet Magnus standing there in his naked glory was nothing short of beautiful.
"Like what you see?" Magnus purred, smirking at the now painful tent in Alec's pants. Alec wasn't even aware of the unconscious slip of his tongue as he licked his lips. Magnus slinked onto the bed, giving Alec a seductive smile. Alec didn't know how Magnus always seemed so graceful. In every movement he made, he seemed to flow from stance to stance like a dancer. Magnus slid over the sheets, stretching out languidly across the bed, his gaze never leaving Alec's.
"Do you want me?" Magnus purred, stroking his toned chest. His hands ran over his torso slowly, making sure Alec was watching. He twisted his own nipples, groaning in pleasure from his own caress. What was Magnus doing? Was he trying to make him crazy? Magnus was incredibly delicious on an average day, but right now he was a down right sexual fiend.
Alec's pupils dilated in lust as Magnus's hands trailed further down, encompassing his erection. Alec was rooted to the spot, unable to move or so much as think as he stared in rapture as Magnus played with himself. Magnus's moans of pleasure only increased as he pumped himself faster and faster. The sailor was really getting into it, biting his bottom lip as his eyes slipped shut. Magnus's back arched dramatically, creating a graceful curve from Magnus's spine to the swell of his ass.
Magnus opened his eyes slowly, meeting Alec's gaze from across the room. He slowed down his pace, slowly stroking himself. "Are you going to keep me waiting?" he asked, that damn eyebrow cocked. "Or do you want to keep watching?" he asked playfully.
Before Alec could even answer, Magnus had brought two fingers to his mouth, sucking slowly. Alec could only watch as Magnus reached down, penetrating himself with his own fingers. Magnus's back arched again as he let out a breathy moan. It wasn't until Alec recognized his own name on his lover's lips that he snapped out of his paralysis.
In two strides he was by the bed, looking down as Magnus writhed on the bed. Alec grasped Magnus's hand, stilling his motion. Magnus's eyes snapped open, smirking devilishly up at him.
"You are incredibly evil," Alec stated, his voice laced with desire.
"Then you better punish me so I can amend my wicked ways," Magnus drawled, leaning up to lick Alec's lips.
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Alec flushed just thinking about it. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying to hide his sudden arousal. Magnus, ever the observant one, of course noticed. A satisfied smirk spread across his face, his green eyes glinting in mischief. His hand began to kneed his ass slowly. Alec struggled to hold in a groan. God that felt good. Magnus slipped a finger down the crack of his ass, the fabric of his pants doing nothing to dull the sensation of Magnus caressing his hole. He wasn't even aware of the moan that erupted from his throat this time, his eyes slipping shut as he leaned back into Magnus's hand.
"Jesus Christ!" Ragnor erupted. Alec's eyes snapped open and Magnus's hand returned to a safer position. Their friend had thrown his spoon back into his porridge rather violently. "Can you two not keep your hands off each other?" he huffed.
Magnus just grinned wickedly at him. "No," he replied. "In fact, Alec can be quite demanding as to where he wants my hands." Alec flushed scarlet, smacking Magnus on the arm.
Ragnor had turned a faint shade of green. "I'm not hungry anymore," he said, pushing away his plate and stalking out of the common room. Alec immediately felt guilty. He and Magnus were a bit much to handle when they were around each other, and they kind of kept waving their relationship in front of Ragnor's face.
"Damn if I would have known that got him to stop eating, I'd have tried that a lot sooner," Magnus said, reaching across to steal Ragnor's untouched bacon. He gave his lover an admonishing look.
"Ragnor's your best friend, you shouldn't antagonize him like that," he said. Magnus thrust out his lower lip in a pout.
"But it's fun." Alec just glared. "Oh fine, I'll stop bringing up our wild sex life in front of him," he said, not looking the least bit repentant. Alec gave a little sigh of relief. Good, now Ragnor wouldn't have to flee from them. And Alec wouldn't have to worry about Magnus constantly trying to make him blush with his retellings.
"Speaking of wild, last night you rather- uh surprised me," Magnus said, raising a meaningful eyebrow. Alec flushed again, this time the heat spreading all the way down to his chest. Curse that man.
"I never realized just how good you were at tying knots," his lover whispered into his ear, nipping at his lobe playfully. His eyes slipped shut again from the sailors murmuring.
(flashback)
"Move to the headboard," he commanded. Magnus eyes widened at his tone, but obeyed nonetheless. Alec grabbed one of the wayward sheets that littered the bed and followed Magnus. The sailor was eyeing him with a mix of apprehension and fevered lust. "Give me your hands."
Magnus did so, sitting patiently as Alec tied his wrists together with one end of the sheet. "I like how you think, my dear," he purred, leaning up to capture Alec's lips. Alec pulled away and pushed Magnus back into the pillows. For once, Alec felt like the mischievous one.
"You won't," he said, smiling as he kissed the hollow of Magnus's throat. He secured the other end of the sheet to the headboard, making sure it was nice and tight. "This is your punishment," he said, leaning over his lover. "You don't get to touch yourself."
Magnus didn't look at all worried. "But I have you to touch me," he practically purred. "I don't see much of a punishment." Alec traced down Magnus's abs, twirling patterns around his hipbones. He caressed the inside of his lover's thighs tenderly; everywhere but his straining arousal. Magnus's eyes had slipped shut in pleasure, hopelessly thrusting into the air. It was all for naught though. Alec was not going to end his torture until he was begging. Magnus starting whimpering at the lack of contact.
"Still think it's not a punishment?" Alec asked, rubbing the head of Magnus's straining cock briefly with the tip of his finger. Magnus thrust up uselessly, trying to gain more friction. But Alec was having none of that. Magnus would come when he wanted him to come.
He ran his finger down the base of Magnus's shaft and around his balls. Magnus practically growled in frustration, making Alec smile. He spread Magnus's legs further apart before tracing down to where Magnus craved contact the most. He ran his finger in slow circles around Magnus hole, caressing but not entering him. Magnus tried pushing himself down on Alec's hand, but the sheet pulled taunt before he could get far.
Magnus growled. "Dammit Alec!" he cursed, straining uselessly against his bonds. Alec adjusted so he was sitting on Magnus's thighs, effectively cutting off his movements. He leaned down, resting his forehead against Magnus's.
"Good things come to those who wait," he said emphatically. Magnus still didn't look at all pleased, but the glare faded from his eyes. He kissed Magnus deeply, slipping his tongue into his mouth. Magnus responded with vigor, practically breathing Alec in. He started to buck up against Alec's stomach, thinking that finally his love would stop torturing him. Alec tutted against his lips. "Not yet," he said, smiling against Magnus's lips. Magnus gave a frustrated sigh, but relented, letting Alec slide back down him without any protest.
Alec decided he should relent a little. He wanted to pleasure Magnus, not torture him. But he would pleasure him slowly. Very slowly. He kissed the top of Magnus's erection, effectively making him twitch. He licked down the underside of his shaft then took his balls into his mouth, sucking deeply.
"Fuck," Magnus drawled out from above him. From his position he could see Magnus straining against his binding, the corded muscles in his arms and chest pronounced drastically. Alec came off of Magnus's balls with a pop before moving down further. His tongue glided over Magnus's hole and suddenly the fight went out of his lover. He dipped his tongue in, testing the sailor's reactions. Magnus's body had come completely slack, his breaths coming in erratic spurts.
"Alexander," Magnus gasped out, his voice a breathy moan. "Do it again," he begged. Alec twirled his tongue back in, exploring the inside of his lover. Magnus's moans and small thrusts only encouraged Alec to delve deeper, his tongue gliding over the sides of Magnus's warm walls.
"Alexander," Magnus purred, his eyes slipped shut in pleasure. Alec loved it when he said his name like that. His full name had only ever been used by his parents, usually in anger or disappointment, but when Magnus said it, like he was caressing his name like a treasure too beautiful for words, it made Alec's heart beat faster.
He withdrew his tongue from Magnus's warmth and placed a soft kiss on Magnus's inner thigh. Magnus had his head thrown back against the pillows, his long black hair splayed across the white fabric in an elegant disarray. The delicate arch of his neck, the fluttering of his long lashed lids revealing his beautiful eyes. Everything about Magnus just made his love for him swell with every kiss and touch. Right now, he looked so absolutely wanton, his hooded eyes practically begging Alec to finish him off, that Alec could no longer deny him.
The sailor gasped above him, as he drew Magnus's length into his mouth slowly, only taking in a few inches at first. Magnus bucked hopelessly into his mouth, needing to feel the all encompassing warmth of his lovers mouth. He swallowed around Magnus's cock, deep throating him and delighted in the sounds of complete ecstasy being emitted from his lover. Magnus had always been very vocal whenever they were intimate with each other, yet Alec had never really noticed until now. Magnus moaned again, saying Alec's name like a mantra that would lead to his release.
That would simply not do. He wanted Magnus screaming his name. He slipped a finger inside Magnus, not once breaking his rhythm from around his cock. Magnus breath hitched, his abs coiling as Alec blew him and fucked him at the same time. Magnus's body stuttered, as if he couldn't decide to thrust up into Alec's mouth, or bury himself more deeply on Alec's finger. Alec decided for him, grazing his teeth over Magnus's shaft as he penetrated him deeper, brushing up against that little bundle of nerves.
Magnus's hole body jerked as he cried out, whether it was a curse or praise emitting from his lips, Alec didn't know. For a second, he thought that Magnus was going to tear free of the sheet that shackled him to the bed, but Magnus's torso fell back down onto the bed with a sigh, a thin sheen of sweat covering his chest.
"Alec," he whimpered, only faintly tugging on his wrists. But Alec wasn't going to release him, not until he was finished. Alec increased his pace, his mouth sliding up and down quickly over Magnus's cock, matching his pace with his strokes, constantly stimulating Magnus's prostate. The sailor was a moaning mess above him, simpering with pure need for his lover to give him release. His release came with a blinding force as Alec took his other hand and twisted the base of his erection, just as he hit his prostate with enough force that he saw stars behind his lids.
Alec swallowed him all down, smiling in satisfaction as Magnus screamed out his name. He stroked Magnus's prostate a few more time, allowing Magnus to ride out his orgasm for as long as possible. He removed his finger slowly and came off of Magnus's length, licking his lips as he did so. Magnus tasted good. He crawled up his lover, covering his sweat-covered body with his own, reaching up to free Magnus of his bindings. He discarded the now twisted and slightly torn sheet onto the floor, molding his body to Magnus's. For a second, Magnus just let his arms lay collapsed above him, like he couldn't find the will to move. Alec kissed him lightly, only a soft brush of their lips, but it seemed to snap Magnus out of his stupor. He snaked his arms around Alec's waist, squeezing tightly.
Suddenly Magnus smacked his ass, hard. Alec yelped and looked at his love with wide eyes. "What was that for?" he asked. He was sure that Magnus had left a red handprint on his ass.
Magnus narrowed his golden-green eyes at him, pursing his lips. "Punishment," he said thickly. Alec couldn't help but chuckle.
"Hmm, I thought you rather enjoyed yours," he said demurely, brushing a strand of hair away from Magnus's forehead. Magnus slapped his ass again, though his stoic expression failed to hide the glimmer of playfulness in his eyes.
"I think it's time for your punishment, Alexander," he said, flipping them over so that he now pressed on top of the merman. Alec threw his legs around Magnus's waist, hooking his ankles together.
"Looking forward to it," he said, casting Magnus a lustful gaze.
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They had made love after that, Magnus slowly torturing him all the while in repayment for Alec's teasing. It wasn't until the moon was high in the sky that they both collapsed back onto the sheets, utterly spent. They had slept like the dead, their bodies curved together like two matching puzzle pieces, until Ragnor's angry knocks on their door had driven them from sleep.
And here they were, alone in the common room, and Alec was hard yet again. It's like his body was betraying him. He should have been exhausted at the thought of even trying to find release after the blinding orgasm he had last night, but Magnus never ceased to inspire lust within him.
"How about some early morning cuddling?" Magnus asked, quirking an eyebrow meaningfully.
"The maids are cleaning the room," Alec replied, trying to be the reasonable one.
"It doesn't have to be our room," Magnus said, grinning. "It could even be in a closet. There's something incredibly hot about ravaging you in such a small space with the threat of getting caught."
Alec's face burned. He should have been protesting vehemently, but he found that he was actually considering it. His inner debate shattered though with the addition of the condescending voice that he had already grown to hate.
"You two really are fucking like newlyweds aren't you?" Camille asked, her voice dripping with fake pleasantness. Her bright jade eyes slid over Alec again, her gaze almost threatening. "I can see why Ragnor left."
"Left?" Magnus asked, his eyes wide in shock. "What do you mean left, he was here just two minutes ago."
Camille flipped her long blond hair over her shoulder, unconcerned. "I saw Blackthorn tell him he was needed to help move supplies onto the Morningstar. Ragnor left with him," she said, taking out a small thin blade from her hair. She started to fleck the dirt from underneath her fingernails, her blatant disregard for what she was telling the two of them clear.
"Why would he leave without telling us?" Magnus asked, his eyes narrowing into slits. Camille just shrugged, the sudden movement of her shoulders only pushing her already straining breasts higher out of her corset.
"Maybe he didn't want to interrupt you two lovers," she said, placing the small dagger back into place, the thick volume of her blond hair hiding the dangerous device from view.
The stabbing feel of guilt was back, eating away at Alec's consciousness. They really needed to be more self conscious around Ragnor. Maybe then he wouldn't have just left without telling them where he was going. And he went off with Blackthorn? Ragnor despised him just as much as they did. He must have been really irritated with them if he had left with that despicable man.
"Was Valentine with him?" Magnus asked, referring to Blackthorn. Camille's green eyes flashed.
"Why would I know the movements of Valentine?" she asked in annoyance. "He's of no interest to me. He thinks me lower than him. Wherever he is, I can guarantee you it's not to see his wife and daughter."
Alec's eyes widened. "Wife?" he stuttered. "Daughter?" Magnus looked equally shocked, his skin taking on an unhealthy pallor despite his dark coloring.
Camille smirked in satisfaction. "You two didn't know? It's amazing how uninformed his own crew is. Yes Morgenstern has a wife and daughter, but they are estranged. Jocelyn Morgenstern left him while she was still pregnant with their daughter. She won't have anything to do with him anymore."
"Why has no one ever mentioned this?" Magnus asked, wide eyed in annoyance or disbelief, Alec couldn't tell. Camille shrugged again.
"If you were a feared blood thirsty pirate would you want people to know that your wife had left you?" Camille asked, giving them a meaningful look.
"If that's true, then how do you know?" Alec asked. He didn't trust a thing this viper had to say. Camille looked back at him innocently.
"I have a fortunate skill with garnering secrets," she said, her ruby red lips splitting into a grin. "Anyway, they live on the opposite side of the island. Jocelyn likes to stay close to Tortuga because it's a good market for her remedies." Camille seemed to be finished telling her story, she stood up from their table. "And I have an appointment to keep. Toodles," she said, giving them both a mocking little finger wave.
Magnus puffed in annoyance. "That woman is as conniving as a weasel," he growled. Alec didn't know what a weasel was, but he had to agree. He trusted Camille just about as far as he could throw her. And yet, she seemed to have valuable information that they lacked.
"Do you think that this Jocelyn would know what Valentine was up to?" he asked, turning towards his lover with hopeful eyes. Magnus shrugged.
"It's possible. Though from the sounds of it, she hasn't seen Valentine in many years. Who's to say that she even still knows the man?"
Alec pondered this. Magnus was right. Would Valentine's estranged wife really know what he was up to? Had Valentine confided in her with his belief in the merpeople? If they showed up asking strange questions would she send them away, believing they were mad? Alec raked a hand through his hair in frustration.
"It's the best lead we have," he said, gritting his teeth in determination. "It's not like Valentine is just going to conveniently tell us his plans. And we have no friends on the Morningstar besides Ragnor and he's not exactly privy to Valentine's inner circle."
Magnus eyed him with an unusually serious expression. He gave a slight nod, pushing up from their shared bench. "Then we go see this Jocelyn Morgenstern," he stated simply. Alec looked up into Magnus's swirling orbs with affection. This man had become so much to him; a friend, a confidant, a lover. But most of all he was his one true ally. He knew that Magnus would help him no matter what. He smiled up at his lover, hoping his eyes could convey just how much this meant to him.
"Then lets go."
A/N: So I have no right at all to ask for reviews since this took me so long, but if you're still here and reading I'd really appreciate them ^.^
