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Once again the morning was peaceful. However, this peacefulness resembled the sort of tranquility one experiences after a brutal storm. Magnus leaving Alec for good was definitely a harrowing tempest. At this moment, Alec was slowly waking up from a relaxed sleep. Unfortunately, he was in a very comfortable position, and did not want to get up. For some reason the mattress he had been sleeping on had a warming effect; sort of like an electric blanket, only it was at the perfect temperature. The texture was phenomenal; it was like a smooth warm rock, only squishier. The more Alec thought about the uniqueness of the mattress, the more he began to take in his surroundings, and remember what had occurred last night.

He remembered two Warlocks. One tore out his heart. The other welcomed him with open arms…What happened to that second Warlock? Alec kept musing, not opening his eyes, and reveling in the afterglow of a good night's sleep. Eventually he began to muster up some semblance of will to crack open his eye. It was just a tiny bit, but it was enough to catch a glimpse of his current atmosphere.

That tiny bit was all it took. He woke up with such a start; quickly propped his arms, and jerked his head forward to face the day.

By the Angel not again.

Ragnor had been musing with Alec's hair before the Ambassador Shadowhunter had woken. He was finally taking advantage of sneaking a peek at Alec Lightwood in all his glory. Once again, Alec was defenselessly sleeping in his arms. He felt as though he was seeing a completely different side to the Shadowhunter. During the day Alec was always scowling and seemed as if he was always angry at everything. It was a rare thing to see him smile. The closest Ragnor had gotten to a happy Alec, was during their first morning together. He made the Shadowhunter so flustered at his nakedness; it was humorous. Ragnor chuckled at the fond memory. However, now Alec was completely without guile. His face was so innocent; Ragnor could only compare it to that of an angel's. He could admit that out of his many lovers, Alec was certainly one of the most attractive. The boys black hair, and creamy white skin, provided such a stark contrast, it made heads turn from the mere sight. He was beautiful. That along with his lovely blue eyes…which were coincidently opening up right this moment.

Alec was looking up at Ragnor; propping up on the Warlock's naked chest. Sometime during the night Ragnor had removed his shirt.

"Ragnor?" Alec looked surprised, and a little unsure. Almost like he knew what situation he'd find himself in, but wasn't completely certain how he got in it…again.

The warlock couldn't help, but smile. "Hello Alec." He moved his hand up to brush a bit of hair out of Alec's face, and tucked it behind his ear.

Alec laid frozen, as he tracked the Warlocks movement with his eyes.

When the Warlock was finished, an apparent blush had made its way to Alec's cheeks.

Ragnor let out a full hearted laugh, and leaned in to lay a quick kiss on Alec's lips.

"You make the most adorable faces lover."

That comment had Alec sputtering out of the Warlocks embrace and ungracefully splat onto the floor.

Their day has begun.

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After a few awkward glances, mostly being sent out by Alec, and received by Ragnor. The two roommates that gotten on with their day; Ragnor had allowed Alexander the privilege of showering first. This was a hug mistake on his part, because no matter how long it took for him to choose an outfit, it took the blue-eyed Shadowhunter twice as long to shower. He was so irked that he had no problem showing his irritation when Alec came out of the shower. No one keeps the High Warlock of London waiting, NO ONE. He rudely snatch the towel Alec had offered, and pushed his was into the bathroom.

Alec, had no clue as to why Ragnor was all of a sudden acting so strangely; instead he shrugged and proceeded to get dressed.

Suddenly a loud banging could be heard on their front door. Alec crossed the living room, and made his way to the center.

Before he could get to the door, it was broken off its hinges; opened forcefully by its destroyer.

Jace Lightwood, stood on the other side of where the door would have been. He was the destroyer.

"Jace!" Alec yelled, peeved at his Parabatai's behavior. "What the hell do you think you are doing!"

Jace gave Alec an incredulous look. "What do I think I am doing? What the hell do you think you are doing? You ran off to Angel knows where last night, following after that rutting porcupine of an ex-boyfriend of yours, and then didn't bother to tell me! Me your Parabatai!" At the end of his big speech Jace was huffing for breath, he was so angry that his usual wit was lost.

Alec took in Jace's anger, and he did feel guilty inside, but he put on a tough face and disregarded it all.

"I don't have to tell you where I'm going." He proclaimed childishly.

Jace arched an eyebrow, and his posture became more threatening. "Oh really?"

"Not that I'm not fascinated by you two boys, but will I be saving your Glass City today? Or should we just call it a day and go shopping?" A friendly blasé voice called out between them.

Ragnor had on fitted black jeans; that were supported by a cool looking lighting styled belt. On his upper body he had a white button-up shirt that was tinted with just a bit of gray, a black low cut vest, and a black blazer. To top it all off he had on a black and white checkered tie; that added just the right amount of character.

Jace took in Ragnor's appearance, and then he looked at Alec. He noticed that they both had wet hair. A wicked thought began to form, and make its way to the surface.

"You both showered together." It was a statement, not a question. Jace then made a fake hurt face, and turned to Alec. "Alec you should have told me. I'm your Parabatai." He moved to shake Ragnor's hand.

Alec was stunned speechless. He didn't know what to make of it.

Ragnor however, was completely unfazed. He politely shook Jace's hand and smirked. "What If we did?"

Now it was Jace's turn to gape. He wasn't expecting the Warlock to be so upfront about it. "Then I guess Alec has moved on. That was quick." He turned to Alec who by now had widen his eyes from his further surprise, and was standing stiff as a board. "You sure don't waste time."

"Jace!" Alec chided.

Jace didn't care much for Alec's scolding. He was looking down at his phone reading an incoming text. Ragnor stood calmly poised, watched with amused interest.

Alec was going to open his mouth and deny the whole thing, but before he could he was stopped by Jace's silencing hand. "Clary just got here, and since you seem to be ok…sharing showers and all, I'm going to go meet her." He took Alec by the shoulders and forced him to look at him. "Call me or text me to tell me how you're doing."

Jace turned to go. He knew full well that Alec was going through a tough time, and wanted to be there for him. It bothered him that this was something he couldn't guide him through; some things you just had to learn on your own.

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Alec soon found out that his Liaison duties, pretty much consisted of following, Ragnor around Alicante, and carrying around his shopping bags. That was something he learned of the Warlock; he loved to shop. It felt like at every turn they took, Ragnor was shopping!

"Oooh, it's so soft!" Ragnor turns to Alec. "Alec, feel this!"

They had made it to one of the farther ends of Alicante. Right now, Alec was giving thanks that there were only a few vendors around.

Ragnor was currently squishing a loaf of bread in between his fingers, and grinning at Alec excitedly.

"No. I'm not going to squish the bread."

"Oh, but you must Alexander." Alec was beginning to notice that the Warlock had a nasty habit of calling him his full name whenever he wanted something. He originally tried ignoring this, but it just lead to excessive whining on the Warlocks part; while frequently using his full name.

Alec sighed, "Fine, I'll touch it."

"Please do," Ragnor teased; pleased at his double entendre. He extended the loaf of bread out to his companion.

Alec flushed and quickly nodded his head. "It's good." After realizing his words perverted double meaning, he turned an even darker shade of red.

"J-just get it and let's go." Flustered, he took off, not even bothering to see if the Warlock followed or not.

Little did he know that Ragnor was peeking at him from under his eyelashes. Alec was getting to him in a way that no other being had in a long time. Ragnor knew this was all happening too fast, but he didn't know what it was about Alec. This was one of those things you couldn't apply logic too, or even attempt to control. He couldn't do anything to stop it; he was falling. Fell was falling. He smiled at his little pun, and quickly followed after the Shadowhunter.

Alec was relieved that this was their last dimensional door of the day.

Ragnor had already done two others; they were very time consuming.

"Here," the Warlock said as he handed over his newest purchase to his Liaison. Alec added the new bags to the ten thousands of others, and carried on.

The mountain path that they had been on led them to a side cave that covered a portion of the walkway. Once inside they heard a trickling of water that got louder, and louder. As they made their way further into the cave they noticed that it ended up being a great waterfall. Both took a moment to stand and stare, in awe. The water poured its roaring torrents down to the river below.

"Well, this is the place." Ragnor tilted his head back and held out his hand feeling the power in the air. "It makes sense; the waterfall can easily create another power point." He looked back at Alec with an otherworldly grace. "You better stand back now."

Just as quickly as Alec had stepped back, Ragnor had begun his spell.

He had his arms spread out wide apart, with his hands open, palms facing forward. He had his eyes closed in concentration, and was chanting in some demon language that Alec did not know. One second Alec was looking at the pouring water, the next an explosion of translucent color burst out from between Ragnor's hands. As Alec's eyes adjusted he could see the balls of light had become shining threads. Almost like a spider's web, except with electricity coursing through each of the strings. That's another thing Alec noticed about Ragnor; where Magnus' trademark characteristic of magic was his blue fire, Ragnor's was greenish lighting. Sparks kept shooting out from the white haired Warlock's fingertips. You could see him directing the movement of the sparks, so that they connected with the appropriate web. His eyes had opened. The dark of his pupils had disappeared; instead his eyes reflected the same kind of soft colored light that he had been emanating. He stayed like that for a while, but eventually he started to wind down his spell. He brought down one of his arms back to his side and at the very end of it all you could see his web had taken the shape of a large door.

Ragnor cheerily whispered, "now to add the finishing touch." He used his hand that was still in the air and attacked one final thread of magical wire. It was the cord that would connect to the other dimensional doors.

"There, finished," after those final words, he found that he could not hold himself up any longer, and unceremoniously tumbled down flat on his back.

The High Warlock was amazed that he was not seeing little birds chirping above his head. He vaguely could make out someone calling his name in the distance.

"Ragnor!" Alec rushed over to the Warlock. This had not happened before, had Alec not been so confident in the Warlocks ability, he would have been right there at his side. Close, so that he could catch him when he fell. Alec put his hand under the Warlocks head and pulled him up so that he could lean on his bent leg. "Ragnor are you alright?"

Ragnor numbly nodded. "It seems as though I've over exerted myself." He tried to smile up at the blue-eyed beauty, but even that was taxing. Alec's stunning sapphire eyes were staring down at him with so much concern. The green Warlock could see the worried lines between the Lightwood's brow and the tense outlines of anxiety around his mouth. Ragnor did not know it, but he had lifted a hand up to trace those lines. When he noticed what he was doing, and that Alec was letting him, he continued to explore; softly caressing the angles of this lovely creature's face. What is it about him? Ragnor had moved his hand back to Alec's mouth. He looked back up at Alec's wild eyes, and made a decision. In one swift motion he brought down Alec's face to his, and kissed him. Alec made a cute noise of surprise in the back of his throat. It took only a second, before his soft lips began to move over Ragnor's. Both of them had closed their eyes in revelry. They were moving their mouths in sync, and mingling their breaths. Slowly, but surely Alec's mouth began to open, and greedily welcomed the High Warlock's tongue. They were lost within each other; not knowing where one started or the other one ended. Alec had maneuvered his body closer to the warlocks; affirming their unison. After a moment Alec began moving his body; gently grinding into Ragnor's. The Warlock grunted and responded by moving his hands over Alec's belt to remove it.

However, before he could get his hands securely on the buckle, Alec abruptly pulled away. Ragnor was left gasping for air; attempting to equalize his breathing. He was still trying to process what had happened.

He looked up to see a hand intrude his vision. "Come on, we have to get you back." Alec's voice was emotionless.

Ragnor hesitantly took Alec's hand, and let the Shadowhunter pull him up.

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The ride home was awkward. Ragnor wanted to keep touching the Shadowhunter, but Alec wasn't having it. He made sure to put enough distance between them in the carriage. The tension between them was so thick; he had no idea what to say.

Finally when they walked inside their high class apartment, Ragnor broke the silence.

"Alright Alexander, what is it?"

Alec played dumb. "What do you mean?"

"I mean the kiss that happened between us in the cave." Ragnor crossed his arms in irritation. "Honestly Alexander, it occurred only a short while ago; you spooked like a horse that had seen a mouse!"

"Elephant," muttered Alec.

"What?"

"You meant to say, you spooked like an elephant that had seen a mouse. Horses don't care about mice; they can comfortably sleep with them in their barns."

Ragnor waved his hand about at Alec's ridiculous and failed attempt to distract him.

"Alexander, you know what I am referring to."

Alec paused, and tried to think of the best way to deliver his painful message. "I'm sorry, Ragnor." He shook his head and looked at Ragnor. "I don't feel that comfortable with a new relationship, or whatever this is; right now." He sighed and rubbed his eyes. "I just need to take some time to sort things out."

Ragnor was left stupefied. Of all the things, he never once considered this to be the cause of his rejection. He felt ashamed for not thinking of it. "Of course, Alexander" he softly murmured.

Ragnor placed a hand on Alec's arm in comfort. "Take all the time you need."

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Author's note:

Ah, yes. This was a longer chapter than usual. I am pleased. I must inform you all that I have been given this idea, because of my muse ask-ragnorfell . tumblr . com

He has graciously taken on my overbearing feelings for him, and supported me along the way.

On another note, Alec and Ragnor still have some fluff to go. On the next chapter, I'm going to introduce some new characters, and I think I may bring some mischievous fairies back.

Thank you for reading, please review if you liked it. I enjoy reading your thoughts, and always take them into account.

PepperB