~Hour 1~
It was terribly wonderful, evenly exhausting, yet such a heavenly bliss that Magnus couldn't find it in him to stop. It seemed anytime Alec drew near, Magnus had to kiss him. It was an unbreakable habit that Magnus wished he'd get over. Sure, the beginning of relationships held some burning fire that made the other person irresistible, but Magnus and Alec had been together for awhile now, why was he still acting this way? Alec still stole all of the breath in Magnus' lungs, and still surprised Magnus with new information on himself, and still had Magnus yearning and craving his touch and kiss; like a blissful drug Magnus couldn't let go of this tranquility.
"I'm not going to kiss you for six hours Alec." Magnus suddenly blurted, eyes moving to Alec as he stepped through the door. Alec had just arrived, and Magnus had just made his decision. Magnus had expected some form of protest but instead got laughter, Alec began laughing! Magnus crossed his arms lifting up a perfectly trimmed eyebrow. "What's so funny?"
"You!" Alec managed through laughs.
"What about me?!" Magnus asked, slightly flustered by his lovers need to embarrass him so. "You can't stop kissing me. It's impossible. Well, for you that is, I could stop."
"I can stop."
"Care to wager that?" Alec asked, stepping over to stand before Magnus, hand reaching up to cup Magnus's face. "Why not?" Magnus answered, breathless. Alec's smirk was feral. "Okay. Let's see. I bet that you can't go six hours without kissing me." Magnus nodded, still staring at Alec with incredible interest. "And if I win?"
Alec's smirk broadened as he leaned forward to press his lips on Magnus's temple. "If you win. You can have me." Trailing his lips down, he presses a kiss to Magnus's ear. "Any." A kiss to his cheek. "Way." A kiss to his jaw. "You." A kiss to the chin. "Want." He snaked his tongue out to lick Magnus's bottom lip. Magnus groaned deep in his throat, endless thoughts of what he could do to Alec swarming through his head. "A-And if you win?" Alec shrugged. "No sex for a week." He said it so carelessly like it didn't concern him, but Magnus wasn't going to have that. "Deal." Magnus held out his hand and Alec snickered, grabbing the front of Magnus's shirt and dragging him forward. "The first ones free."
Before Magnus could protest, Alec slammed his lips against Magnus's, spinning him around to press him into the door. He wanted to show Magnus exactly what he was missing out on. The kiss deepened, Alec biting Magnus's bottom lip as he gently massaged his hands lower to stroke Magnus's abdomen. Pulling back, Alec bites Magnus's earlobe, whispering huskily. "Game on love."
As if suddenly gaining tons of self-control, Magnus shoved Alec back, his head shaking as he smirked disapprovingly. "You bad boy, as if it's that easy. There's too much at stake." Turning around, Magnus hurries off to busy himself as to not touch his sexy boyfriend.
~Hour 3~
Magnus had begun working to busy his mind, Alec was determined on winning, but luckily he said he had to hop into a shower. Magnus was busy making his bed, cleaning his room, and his house before the shower even turned off. The house was spotless, sparkling with random specks of glitter, and smelling like a lavender incense, it was lovely. Magnus sat himself onto his bed, gently running his fingers through his hair as he closed his eyes. The bathroom door opened and Magnus grinned slightly. "Don't get any ideas Alec, I'm wiped out." Magnus heard his lover chuckle. "I have no idea on what you mean dear."
Magnus cracked his eyes open and instantly regretted it. Alec stood, soaking wet, only wrapped in a towel, eyes blazing with evil intent. Magnus couldn't seem to catch his breath as Alec came to stand before him. "Magnus." He whispered, trailing both his hands along with inner area of Magnus's thighs. "I want you to fuck me." Magnus felt his heart burst, his mind blank, and eyes widen. Not only had Alec just told him to take him, but he used profanity in the process. "I-I'm not in the mood now." Magnus forced out, breathless. Alec only smirked. "Your pants say otherwise."
Magnus shoved Alec back, jumping up and moving away. "Haha Alec, not now I-I-I-"
"You what Magnus?!" Pressing Magnus up firmly against the wall, Alec stares him dead in the eyes, not even the faintest spark of shyness within his azure stare. "I want you to take me Magnus, so hard that I'll moan your name in my sleep, or I'll feel you again while I'm alone."
"Alec!" Magnus half yelled half groaned out his name, sinking his teeth into his bottom lip to keep from getting too turned on. But Alec anticipated it. "Use this." Alec reached down, grabbing Magnus in areas that made Magnus's eyes widen and breath halt. "And make me yours. Own me Bane."
Before Magnus could reply, which he doubted even if he wanted to could, there was a knock at the door. Magnus shoved Alec back, stumbling towards the door. "P-Put clothing on Alexander!" Magnus took in deep reassuring breaths before pulling open the door. Simon stood there, eyes shining brightly in the dimly lit hallway. "Hi! Raphael-"
"Screw Raphael." Magnus interrupted. Magnus didn't hold a grudge for the smooth talking ebony haired vampire, he knew Raphael would take it as a joke if Magnus refused him.
Simon cleared his throat before he was suddenly shoved forward, body crashing into the foyer. Jace stood behind him, golden eyes irritated as he watched Magnus closely. "Where's Alec?!"
"Screw you." Came Magnus's reply as he shut the door. Jace was prepared and kicked Simon in the way as a wedge. Simon groaned in pain as Magnus reopened the door. "Seymour could you move?" Magnus asked, messing up Simon's name once more. "Oh I'm so sorry Magnus."
Pushing himself from the floor he smiles as Jace crosses his arms stiffly, which did wondrous things for his biceps. Alec still hadn't come out to Jace and his family yet, so Magnus couldn't exactly present Alec being here. Magnus leaned against the wall, eyes narrowing. "He's not here Jace. And Simon. I couldn't care less what Raphael wants. Tell him to stick his tongue up a sweaty fat man ass and then I'll listen to him." Simon stifled a laugh, turning to leave. "Okay, thanks Magnus." Then he was gone.
Jace was watching Magnus intensely, Magnus boredly staring at his nails. " Jace I know I'm fabulous, but take a picture or I might just fine you." Jace retracted, disgusted before scoffing. "Screw you Warlock. Just call me if you see him." Turning on his boots he stalks off, Magnus shutting the door. Grateful to be alone again, well, basically alone.
~Hour 5~
"No Alec, I'm not letting it get to me. I'm fine. Come here." Magnus stood, holding his arms out to Alec, eyes pleading him to accept. Alec slowly eased his way to Magnus's side, looking at him with an arched brow. "What?" Magnus swept him into his arms, hand clasped through one of Alec's, and other arm wrapping around his waist. "Sway with me Alec."
Alec wasn't a dancer, he couldn't, not only could he not dance, but he couldn't sway. He always stepped on feet, he was a Shadowhunter! He couldn't have time to learn this, but seeing Magnus look so hopeful made Alec want to try for him. A blush dusted his cheeks as he gently placed his spare hand on Magnus' shoulder, eyes looking anywhere but at Magnus as Magnus set the pace, something slow. The lights to the loft dimmed, slow music swirling from the radio, Alec had no doubt this was Magnus's magic at work, it was sweet and for once he melted into it despite his fears. "A-Am I doing I-it right?" Alec asked, tilting his head up to better see Magnus.
Magnus had his eyes closed, his face relaxed, and his hair gently falling; and in that moment Alec couldn't think of anyone more breathtaking. Magnus peeked his eyes open, smiling lovingly to Alec, in that way that always took his breath away. Leaning forward, he gently nuzzles the side of his face, careful not to kiss him. "You're doing perfectly my love. Don't worry." As if just to prove Magnus wrong, Alec stumbled, falling forward and stepping on Magnus's shoe. "S-Sorry!" He muttered apologetically, quickly moving himself off of the Warlocks sturdy chest. Magnus chuckled, feeling himself yearning to lean forward and kiss the younger Shadowhunter, just once. But they had agreed not to, to just hold off from kissing for a day, because every time their lips touched it would consume them, and they wouldn't stop kissing until breath fled and realization settled, but even then Alec was certain they'd just start kissing again and again. They had to take it slow today, just to prove that they could. "It's fine, I know you're not graceful."
Magnus teased lightly, pulling himself back from Alec. He swore Alec knew what he was doing, he was looking at Magnus in that adorable way, with his blush and stumbling, just begging to be kissed. But Magnus held self-control. He could hold off and stay strong. Part of him doubted he could, but he fought to reign in control of his desires. The song ended, and as if confused Alec slipped again, this time nearly falling backwards. Magnus caught and righted him off of instinct, eyes wide with worry. "You okay?" He asked, holding him tightly against his chest. Alec, now breathless, could only nod, eyes watching Magnus close. Magnus leaned closer, close enough that he could feel the other boys breath fan his face, he could hear the blood rushing through his ears, his heart hammering- he was nervous, like it was their first kiss still. Both his hands went up to cup Alec's face, drawing him closer as well, until he stopped. The day was almost over, he just had to go a few more hours. Pulling back, almost hastily, he himself slips and falls to the ground; Alec watching him with a shocked expression. He was certain this had to be the first time that Magnus had ever acted without grace, it was unusual.
Alec chuckled, crouching down beside him. "You know." He said with a devilish smirk. "You could just kiss me already." That took the remainder of Magnus's breath away, hearing Alec speak so certainly. Telling Magnus to just do it already. He fumbled for words, his heart still soaring above usual speeds. "W-What?" He asked, breathless, eyes fluttering slightly. "You heard me." Alec spoke softly, climbing over top of Magnus while using a hand to push him back down onto the floor. Gaining a boost of confidence, Alec grasps Magnus's wrists and pins them above his head in one hand, using the other to stroke softly at Magnus's jawline, chin, and then neck, trailing down his chest just to come back up to his chin again. "You're going to kiss me Magnus. Even if I have to kiss you first." Leaning closer, he presses gentle kisses along Magnus's jawline, kissing up to his ear softly. "Come on Magnus, don't deny that you want this."
Magnus felt himself sigh, his body relaxing against Alec's touch, his mind wavering in and out of focus. "Say it Magnus, say you want me to kiss you. And maybe I will." His lips then trailed down his lovers neck, teeth gently nipping and biting as his hand pushed up Magnus's shirt. "Alec, I want you to... Wait, no no!" Gaining back focus, he pulls his hands free and pushes Alec off from atop him, scattering up to his feet faster than he thought he could move. "You cheater."
Alec merely shrugged. "All is fair in love and war."
~10 minutes to completion~
Magnus and Alec had decided to simply lie on the couch together and watch a movie, some old black and white thing that neither really understood. Magnus had gotten up to go fetch a bowl of poppedcorn his eyes scanning the kitchen for the proper bowl. "Need help?"
A soft, yet definitely, seductive voice called out, and Magnus risked a look. Instantly Magnus dropped the bowl he had held, eyes widening and mouth going dry. "A-Alec?" Alec stood at the entrance to the kitchen, wearing nothing but jeans, it was a sight Magnus doubted he'd be able to stop looking at. Alec chuckled, slowly walking to Magnus, who quickly bent to retrieve the bowl. Magnus kept eyeing the bowl, looking at anything aside from the spectacle before him. But Alec wasn't having that, taking the bowl from Magnus' grasp, he throws it behind him, the bowl shattering into a million pieces. Normally Alec would apologize greatly, actually during the heat of the moment he hadn't even realized it was a glass bowl Magnus had procured, but he wouldn't apologize now. Bracing his hands on the counter behind Magnus, he leans closer to the male. "Th-That bowl-"
"Shut up Magnus." Alec growled, feeling slightly inadequate for being shorter than Magnus. But he bit back on that fear, instead eyeing Magnus closely, his eyes slowly raking over every little thing on him. "You're going to kiss me before time runs out, I'm not losing this bet." Magnus shivered as Alec wrapped an arm around Magnus's back, forcing him closer. "Don't worry, you'll enjoy it anyways." Magnus felt himself fighting for control, not knowing what to do, Alec was going to kiss him, nothing could stop that. So Magnus said the one word he knew would stop Alec dead in his tracks.
"SPIDER!"
Alec froze, unmoving. But that only lasted a moment, instantly he dragged Magnus forward, cowering behind him. "O-Okay you w-win! Just kill it!" Magnus couldn't stifle his laughter, turning to look at his 'brave' Shadowhunter. "You lose." Magnus whispered, just as the timer alerted the game over. Turning to face Alec, he instead pins him against the counter. "Do you know what you put me through today Alexander Gideon Lightwood?!" Magnus growled, Alec reverting to blushing and submission. "M-Magnus stop, it's game over you win!" Magnus shook his head, leaning closer to Alec. "What's my prize?" He whispered huskily, Alec swallowing heavily. "G-Good job?"
"I don't like it."
Before Alec could speak again, Magnus pressed his lips forcefully against the shirtless Shadowhunters, hands roaming up to scour his bare chest. Alec groaned, his legs almost giving out as he wrapped his arms around Magnus's neck, melting into the kiss. Magnus pulled back, a smile pulling up his lips. "That bowl was important." He joked, shaking his head.
"I-I'm sorry. I can pay for it."
"Oh I know, and you will." Magnus smirked, lifting the Shadowhunter onto the counter before slamming his lips against his again, allowing himself to be consumed by the kiss.
