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Chapter VI

"Your lips are the biggest sin of mine"

Alec would lie if he'd tell that nothing has changed in the past few weeks. Everything has changed in his life and his heart. At first, it was too confusing. He didn't know what to think about the sudden walk-in of another person into his heart, especially when his heart was occupied by another man for too many years. And yet, now, here, he was beginning to feel something strange and new towards the newest resident of the New York Institute, known better as Magnus Bane.

It was wrong, Alec knew it. But on the other hand it was so exciting and felt right as well. Alec didn't know how to describe what he feels, because he had never felt like this before. Sure, he's been in love with Jace for years, but whatever feels he had for the warlock, now were bigger and stronger. And it happened so fast that the boy didn't have enough time to become used to it, or wrap his head around them.

For the past few weeks, he and Magnus were almost inseparable, whenever they could, of course. Both of them sneaked out in the attic, their favorite place to meet, or to the library, or the weapon room whenever Magnus was ought to clean in there, Alec would sneak in for a kiss or two.

The first kiss they shared was overwhelming for the boy. It happened two weeks after Magnus's arrival. Bane was assisting Maryse in reading old books about demons and filled her with a few side informations about them, when Alec walked into the library, saying that Robert needs her to come to the office. Mrs. Lightwood left Alec then in a charge of the warlock and ordered them to put the books back on the shelves. They obeyed as always, no one says no to Maryse Lightwood. Once left alone they began to talk lightly about everything and nothing. Magnus as always was using his honey-sweet voice on him, which warmed Alec from the inside.

"I wanted to thank you, that you took care of my wounds two nights ago," Alec spoke shyly, avoiding his piercing gaze. Magnus was the one who knew how to save Alec from the demon poisoning. A Raum demon had attacked them during a small haunt and no Silent Brother was available to come nor the Iratze had worked. But thank the Angel for Magnus, who knew the old recipe for the antidote without using magic. He sat with Alec for a whole night, applying the cream onto his wound on the back.

"There's no need to thank me, Darling," he winked at him, grinning. "I couldn't let such a handsome man to die on me."

Alec's cheeks become as red as tomatoes.

"But you didn't have to do it."

"As I said, no pretty boys should die. Plus who would I look then at? You are the pretties in here." Alec turned even redder than before. "Besides you're something else."

"Something else?"

"Something that I didn't expect," he explained, putting the last book on the shelf. "You're not like others."

"Other shadowhunters?"

"Other Lightwoods." Alec's left eyebrow quirked in a question. "I know your family for a long, long time, Alexander. And you're so not like them."

"That's good?" he asked uncertain.

"Very good." Magnus offered him a cheeky smile. "Now, your sister, she's a true Lightwood…"

"She said that you like me." Alec blurted out, as Magnus touched his hand by an accident. Dear Angel, Alec felt amazing warmth when their hands met. "You know like me...like me."

"Like you...like you? Are we twelve now?" Alec didn't understand it wholy. "I do like you, it's true, but where does your sister know it from? I don't recall having a gossip session with her."

"She's nosy and a good observant," the blue eyed boy explained, looking down at his feet, before he quickly looked into the cat eyes of the warlock. "Is it true? Do you...like me?"

"I do. And do you like me, Alexander?" For a moment, the boy was looking at his hands, not knowing what to say. He never had expressed his feelings towards anyone. He had no idea how to do it. "I know that you like the blond devil 2.0. I've seen the looks you've been giving to him. Does he know?"

"Know what?" Alec asked, raising his eyes at Magnus again.

"That you have hots for him." the boy didn't understand that reference. "That you like him that way. Or does anyone know that you play for another team? That you're g…" Alec clasped his hand over Magnus's lips to shut him up. The warlock looked at him meaningfully. Lightwood retrieved his hand. "Of course they don't know. It's still forbidden. Those old pricks still carry on the stupid law. So middleage."

"No one can know. Jace doesn't know. Only Izzy does," Alec was saying. "She figured out by herself. I could never tell Jace that I like him. I don't have the courage. I didn't even kiss anyone for real."

"But do you like me?" Magnus pressed again.

"I...I do," he spoke so quietly that the warlock almost missed it. Bane smiled widely.

"That's good…" For a moment there was silence between two young men. They stared into each other's eyes, before Alec's cheeks were crimson and he looked down at his shoes. Then Magnus spoke up again. "Hm...never been kissed before…"

Alec just shook his head.

The warlock took a step closer to the boy and put his hand under his chin, raising it, so the boy would look him in the eyes. He placed the other hand on the back of Alec's neck and pulled him even closer, so now their feet were touching. Alec stood frozen, not knowing how to react, when Magnus started to lean forward.

Their lips touched.

And, oh, dear. Magnus for sure knew what to do. His lips were so soft on Alec's. Moved in ways that brought the strange feeling through his body, like some kind of electrifying. He parted Alec's lips with such an ease and slipped his tongue inside. When their tongues touched, Alec felt himself being all mushy inside. Though his hands found their ways to Magnus's hips, where they stroked the bare fragments of the caramel skin. Magnus's body was hot and Alec will be doomed, but at that moment he wanted to feel the rest of the warlock's body against his own. To touch the skin underneath the layer of clothes, to see if it's so soft like the one on hips. Feeling a bit bold, since his body and mind were acting on instincts now, he moved his hands up, underneath Magnus's shirt, and ran them across the warlock's spin, making the older man shiver. Magnus jerked at the sudden touch, though he never broke the kiss.

Alec had no idea how long they have been kissing, but he was starting to feel lightheaded. Magnus had to sense it, because he pulled away, though he still was keeping him in a tight embrace. When did he hug him like that? Alec didn't know.

"Now you've been kissed," he said, panting like crazy. Alec was panting too and his skin felt so hot, he must have been flushed.

Magnus walked out of the library then, shooting a last wink at Alec, before he closed the door. Alexander was left alone, stunned by the very, real, first kiss in his life.

And by the Angel, it was fantastic.

And so were the next ones.

"Hey, you zoned out on me, Darling, " Magnus hovered him, as they were lying on the blue blanket on the attic's floor that night. "You ok?"

"Fantastic," he stole a quick peck from the warlock's lips. Magnus looked at him with his golden-green eyes full of warmth and something else, but Alec couldn't figure out what. The older man ran a hand through the black locks of Alec, before he nuzzled his neck. It sent Alec's nice shivers down his body.

It happened so fast. Not so long ago, Alec was scared to actually do something with Magnus. And now, after two months of their secret 'meeting/dating', the boy got bolder and actually intended to kiss the warlock first or do something more, like touching his body or so. But still, they haven't moved the all way. After all, Alec decided that they deserved their first time, his first for sure, to not be on the floor of a dusted attic.

"You're doing this again, Alexander," Magnus spoke again, poking the boy in his nose. "What are you thinking about? You better think of me."

Alec's face turned red, like it was expected. He didn't answer to it, he was sure that he could not say a word, he was too embarrassed.

"When are you going to Idris?" Magnus asked casually, laying with his head on Alec's chest. The boy moved his fingers in his long, black hair and started to stroke it.

"Tomorrow morning. Me, John, Valentine, dad and mom. The rest stays in the Institute." Magnus hummed, stroking Alec's right side, sending shivers to his body. "We'll be gone for three days."

"Such a shame that you have to go. We could spend those three days together," he said that in a flirtatious tone, winking at the boy, once he raised his head up to look into his blue eyes. "We could spend those three days in a bed, and no one would interrupt us. It would be such a pleasing time."

"I have to go. I'm almost eighteen. " Alec scoffed. "I need to participate in official meetings...oh, that reminds me," he urged Magnus to sit up and once the warlock complied he sat up as well. "Could you keep an eye on Jace and Izzy...well more on Jace. He's too wrapped around some girl that he have met. She's a mundane and I…"

"Of course, sugar," he kissed the top of his nose. "I'll be keeping the blonde devil 2.0 from any troubles and your sister as well."

"Thank you, Magnus."

"I thought that the new girl is a shadowhunter as you," Bane continued. "I think that Jace said that she's a hunter too."

"Jace thinks so. Actually, that idiot put a rune on her, Iratze, and she didn't die. And he wants to bring her to the Institute," he complained, sighing. "I don't believe she's one of us. I've never heard of such name among hunters."

"What's her name? I've known a bunch of families."

"Fray. Her name is Clary Fray." There was a brief glimpse of fear in the cat eyes of Magnus and Alec caught it. "You know her, don't you? Who is she? Magnus, who is she?"

"Someone who can't be known in the shadow world…" he murmured to himself, but Alec had heard him. "Don't look out for her, Alec. Just don't."

"Will you tell me more?" Bane just shook his head.

"I can't. And you can't tell about her to Valentine or Jonathan. Ever." his eyes were wide opened when he was speaking and full of fear. "Never, Alexander. Never."

The young boy just nodded for the sake of his warlock. Whoever the girl was, she may be dangerous. After all, some mere mundane couldn't scare the once powerful High Warlock of Brooklyn. Alec decided to look into the story of said girl. Magnus clearly seemed to be distracted, in a bad way, by the name of the girl, so Alec decided to distract him again with a long, slow kiss.

Once they pulled away, they lay on the blanket for a longer moment, before they parted their ways. Magnus left the attic first, sneaking to the library to try pretend that he had been there the whole time, cleaning or so. When Alec was about to leave the place, he was caught by his lovely sister.

"So this is your rendezvous's place, huh?" she leaned over the doorframe with arms folded on her chest. "So…" she winked at her brother. "Did you two had sex here?"

"Isabelle!" she just shrugged her arms, as Alec went all red on the face.

"What? He's hot, you're handsome too, brother of mine. I don't see why you two shouldn't have sex…" she was saying. "Of course, I know that he's a downworlder and you have a fiance already...but you don't even know the girl. And you know what they say, what the eye doesn't see the heart doesn't grieve."

"I'm not going to talk to you about my sex life, Izzy, because there's no sex life...and you're my little...you hear me, little sister."

"So you and Magnus didn't do anything?" she asked with a disbelief in her voice. "Why? Do you need a sex talk, brother? Eh I bet that Magnus is so old that he knows a trick or two, when it…"

"Stop!" he clasped a hand over her mouth and glared her. "I'm not sleeping with him. I don't know if I want or if he wants. Drop it, Isabelle."

The girl rolled her eyes and nodded eventually. Alec retrieved his hand. The blue eyed boy stepped out of the attic and closed the door with the key. He hid it in its usual place, underneath the vase with the flowers and walked to the staircase. Isabelle after him.

"So is he good at kissing? You had to kiss him at least." Alec started to walk faster to avoid answering these uncomfortable questions. "Alec, tell me."

He sighed, knowing that he won't escape her, especially, when she grabbed his arm in a strong grip, making him stop in his place. She moved to stand before him and pierced him with her chocolate brown eyes.

"Well? Is he good at it?"

"Very." A wide grin came up on Miss Lightwood's face. "And I won't tell you more, Izz."

"Fine…" she sighed with a resignation. "But I will find out the rest eventually, brother. Mark my words, Alec."

"Just keep it for yourself, Izz. I don't want…"

"Relax," she interrupted him, throwing her arm around his hips. "Your secret is safe with me. We, Lightwoods, are one, always having each other's back, right?"

"Always." Alec wanted to say something more, but he was interrupted by the familiar, honey-sweet voice of Magnus.

"Miss Isabelle, Master Alec," the warlock addressed them officially, as he and Kylios approached them on the staircase. "Your father and Master Valentine want to see you in the library."

"Sure," Isabelle spoke first, turning her head at her brother. Alec was currently blushing, glancing at Magnus from time to time. "Ummm...Kylios and I will go first, you could help me, Ky, ok? I need to take a few things for dad from the weapon room, ok?"

"Of course, Miss Isabelle." The werewolf, let her go first and moved behind her. Soon he and the girl were downstairs, out of Alec's and Magnus's sight.

"Apparently, you're going tonight to Idris," Magnus said, coming closer to Alec. He grabbed his hand in his own and intertwined their fingers. "I heard Pangborn saying that a note came from there, that Jia Penhallow has some important news for all of you that need to be discussed immediately or so."

"I see." Alec focused his eyes on their entwined hands. Strangely, they fit so perfectly. They matched themselves so well. Magnus's hand was a bit warmer, but it was alright, since Alec's hands were always cool.

"We better go downstairs, before your sister thinks that I'm corrupting you," Magnus said playfully, tugging Alec after himself, straight to the library. Before he opened the door to let him inside, Magnus drew him closer to his body.

Bane moved his hand to Alec's cheek and stroke it lovingly. Alec looked him in the eyes. They were so beautiful, so exotic, so amazing. The young boy had a feeling that he could lose himself into them every time he looked in them. And he liked that feeling very much.

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