A/N: The draft was written with this fluorescent pink pen, so typing this up was a bit of an eyesore. NEWS: The whole Death By Desire series is based on the song 'Bewitched'. The story titles are based on this song's chorus.
This is dedicated to Ro who wanted this sequel.
Disclaimer: Own nothing.
Bewitched
"Alec?" Max stepped into his apartment, careful to avoid the various books and magazines that littered the floor.
Joshua had been staying at Alec's for a bit, and he'd only gone back to his place yesterday. Max winced as she stubbed her toe against Tess of the d'Urbervilles. It was painfully clear that Alec hadn't gotten on with clearing up just yet.
"I'll be out in a minute, Maxie."
Max smiled as she heard the sound of water running. He was taking a shower. Her smile grew bigger and brighter as she realised that he'd very likely be tantalisingly…
Blurring to the bathroom door, Max attempted to open it. With a sound of disappointment she found it locked.
Alec's deep chuckle came through the door. "Tut, tut, Maxie. Haven't you ever heard that waiting is sometimes the best part?"
Max scowled. "I swear, I'll kill whoever had the guts to make up that damn stupid quote."
Another laugh. "The guy's probably dead by now."
Max rolled her eyes. "Whatever."
Feeling that it'd be sometime before Alec finished, the transgenic picked up one of the books on the floor and started to read it.
"Max?"
She looked up from Little Women, and she just stopped herself from drooling at the sight before her.
Shirt tantalisingly missing, the scent Alec was giving off – who knew that soap could smell so good? – sent shivers down Max's spine, and if ever there was a male pheromone, this was it…
Water droplets rained their way down his chest, the brunette completely unable to take her eyes off a particular one as it met a single blue towel. One towel. One damn blue towel stood between Max and complete and utter ecstasy.
Death by desire, definitely.
"Max?"
The repeated word brought Max slightly out of her sensation-fogged mind.
"Yeah?" Her voice was dreamy and her eyes dark with desire. It was obvious she still wasn't completely thinking straight.
Alec smirked as he realised this, and decided to use it to his full, mischievous advantage.
"Say 'I want you, Alec'."
"I want you, Alec," She obediently repeated, her mind starting to clear.
"Say 'I will throw you to the floor and take you right now'."
Max smiled seductively. Sashaying towards him, she watched under hooded eyes as the expression on Alec's face changed from mischievous, to complete bewilderment.
"I will throw you to the floor," she purred, wrapping her arms around Alec's neck, "And do things you never thought possible."
After which she promptly smacked him on the side of his head.
"Well, that didn't go the way I expected."
"Smart ass."
"That's smart alec," Alec corrected as he wrapped his arms around Max's waist, green hazel eyes glowing as his face came closer to hers. "Mr smart alec to you."
Max grinned stupidly. "Smart alec," she muttered, her mind beginning to cloud with sensation as she felt his warmth through her thin shirt. The mere touch of his skin against hers was doing delicious things to her insides.
"You know it."
Alec's lips closed over hers, and Max realised she was right.
Death by desire, definitely.
A/N: ((Cringes)) Can't believe I wrote that. Can't believe I'm putting it up. ((Sighs)) Dammit, I am crazy.