CHAPTER TWO - Eyeliner and Skinny Jeans

Alec rolled onto his side, wanting to go back to sleep and not even open his eyes. He felt Magnus' body heat calling to him like a sailor to a siren, and he impulsively snuggled up to the warlock. Magnus let out a small, happy little sigh as he did, obviously happy that Alec was in close proximity to him. The warlock wrapped an arm around the shadowhunter, and was about to go back to sleep. About being the key word, seeing how soon enough he heard a faint scratching noise coming from somewhere in his apartment.

"Magnus, do you hear that.." Alec mumbled sluggishly, trying to see if it was just him slipping away from reality and going to dream world.

"Unfortunately, dear, I do..." Magnus sighed out, this time an annoyed one. He faintly thought what it could have been, and then realized just who it could be. I will keep that cat in confinement if it is him… were Magnus' thoughts as he, unwillingly, got out of bed, and slipped on a silk kimono like robe. He heard Alec groan from the loss of warmth, and he couldn't help but get cheeky with him.

"Don't worry, I'll be back here to make sure I get those crystal blue eyes of yours open and excited. Although, considering the excitement, they might be closed…" Magnus whispered into the young man's ear, and grinned at the shudder he caused in the boy.

"Magnus…" Alec warned, but Magnus was already out the door, going to go handle Chairman Meow. Alec sighed, and sat up in bed, but was smiling regardless. He knew Magnus didn't really mean what he said, and ran a hand through his hair. Tonight might make that change though…He thought to himself.

He got up from the bed, and went into the bathroom. Yawning, he splashed some cold water on his face, before looking in the mirror. His hair was in a messy black colored disaster, and he tried his best to make it look at the least bit presentable. Alec would die if Magnus tried to do it for him; and he couldn't really say no to him on his birthday.

Sticking his tongue out just the slightest bit as he fixed his hair, he could hear some footsteps, and looked over by the toilet. He had hidden a bag there (how Magnus never found it, the world may never know; Alec was glad he hadn't though) and it had the surprise he was going to throw tonight.

"Want anything in particular for breakfast, Alec?" Magnus asked, poking his head in. Alec was glad to say that his hair did not look a total train wreck, and he could tell Magnus was speculating whether there was enough of a mess for him to have reason for a hair salon session. The shadowhunter held his breath, hoping by the Angel he didn't have to endure a more than generous amount of hair products in his hair today. Soon, the warlock shrugged, as if saying 'you're off the hook this time'.

"Sorry Magnus, but this morning I'm cooking." Alec said, and Magnus' face lit up with amusement.

"Let's hope you're cooking isn't like Isabelle's then, otherwise we'll have to eat out."

After eating the breakfast Alec cooked (a modest scrambled eggs and pancakes with orange juice) the two went out to walk around and just view the city in all its supposed 'glory'. They visited central park for a bit, before having to rush down to Taki's. Clary and Jace, with Isabelle in tow, we're happily sitting in a booth, talking.

"Jace, I am getting better."

"Yes, I have to admit, you are. Hell of a lot better than Isabelle and her cooking."

"Hey, you ate that concoction on your own, it was for Church only."

"Izzy, don't tell me you were trying to poison Church!"

"Of course not you idiot. There was raw Salmon in that little mix. That's why you spat it out."

Alec sighed as Jace and his sister continued to bicker, before Clary nudged Jace in the elbow, and everyone turned to the birthday boy and his date. He could see Isabelle's eyes trail down to his hand, where it was held in Magnus' warm one. He blushed a bit as she winked at him, and his cheeks turn a candy apple red when Magnus turned to kiss him. Alec was more of a private person, and this kind of attention in public always made him blush a bit. That and the restaurant filled itself with cat whistles and hoots, most of it from Jace and Isabella.

"Oh, calm it down Jace, I know you love the guy on guy action, but come on now, Clary's here." Magnus said, with a smirk on his face before sitting down on the empty booth, with Alec following after him. Isabelle was sitting on a chair at the head of the table, with the couples in the booths.

Jace raised an eyebrow, and Alec could tell he was suppressing some type of smart ass inappropriate remark. Instead, he shrugged. "While I know you must be so pleased that you call the attention of everyone, I think Isabelle took more pleasure from that kiss than I did."

"'Course I did, it means Alec isn't as much of a prude as we thought he was." Isabelle stated naturally, before sighing. "Besides, that's all the action I'm seeing this week. Simon's went on a trip with his parents to visit some university that they want him to attend."

Before Alec could say something to his sister, the waitress came around to take their orders. A bunch of French fries, some hamburgers, a salad, an order of coffee, a load of sodas, and some sundaes later was when the three shadowhunters produced their gift for the warlock.

"Clary, it's not very nice if you forced Jace to buy me something along with you. Although I do appreciate it." Magnus said as he opened the present from the couple, which was a set of champagne flutes, which Jace explained as 'future necessities when you have parties and we want to crash it and provide our own alcohol. While I look attractive even as a rat, I do believe my behind looks better in pants and not fur'. Clary punched him lightly, and later explained it was just decoration for the home, and something to drink from on romantic nights. They had a rainbow pattern on the bottoms of them, and Alec smiled, knowing Magnus loved them, even if he wouldn't admit it in front of Jace's face.

There was also a small painting for Magnus from Clary's mother, who Magnus was more or less surprised to find that she actually knew it was his birthday.

"After all those years knowing you more or less, I guess she wants to just show you that even if you don't have to erase her daughters Sight you're still in her thoughts" Clary said, teasing the warlock a bit. It was a bit strange, but everyone knew Clary was getting more comfortable with everyone who wasn't Jace or Simon.

"Well then, tell her thank you, and that this will be hanging in the living room where said daughter's Sight was blinded." Magnus said, teasing Clary a bit back, before Isabella cleared her throat impatiently.

"And, who can forget Isabelle, the gorgeous little number sitting in front of all us?" Magnus asked, dramatically. Isabelle rolled her eyes, but none the less smiled at the compliment.

"Here's your gift. Look at the card first, and then you'll know something special." Isabelle half said, half sing songed out. It was Magnus' turn to raise an eyebrow, but he looked at the card first none the less. His eyes were carefully censored to the world, much to Alec's dismay. He wondered just what Isabelle had given Magnus, and could tell by the slight grin on the warlock's face, it was pretty awesome.

"Well, Clary and Jace have training, and I myself have to help mom go through the library and search from some damn books that she just so suddenly became interested in." Isabelle said, and stood up. She kissed Magnus on the cheek, and did the same with Alec, but lingered around his ear.

"Have fun later." She giggled out, and Alec knew he would regret telling her his plan. But, she was the only one in the household who wouldn't laugh or be disturbed by the fact he was attempting to learn how to put eyeliner on.

Everyone said their goodbyes and choruses of 'happy birthday', and soon Alec was helping Magnus carry his presents home, all the while his heart hammering, eager but scared as hell to do what he was about to do. He couldn't wait till they got home, and hoped he wouldn't be too horrible tonight at what he was going to do.

"Dear, why is it I'm in my bedroom, alone, blindfolded, and you're not in front of me, giving me some sexy lap dance with that cute little ass of yours?" Magnus called out, and Alec looked in the mirror. He was in the bathroom, and laughed at the impatience evident in his boyfriend's voice. He decided not to answer, putting the last touches to his face. He took one last look at the mirror, before going back to the bedroom. He wasn't going to talk himself out of this, so he had to hurry up.

"You can take off the blindfold." Alec said, in front of the warlock now. Said warlock did exactly that, before blinking rapidly at Alec's new get up. His crystal blue eyes were rimmed in a startling contrasting black eyeliner, and his hair was for once presentable, in a messy but sexy sex hair like style. It was artistically messy, as Magnus put it, and exactly how he would have done it himself. He wore tight skinny jeans, and a purple shirt that Magnus had picked out for him a few weeks before, sure his boyfriend would never wear it.

"Alec, I've said this before, and I'll say it again. You're the sexiest, most beautiful creature I've ever seen in my life." Magnus mumbled, and Alec blushed. He straddled the older man, and Magnus looked at him with wide eyes.

"You know, I didn't think you were taking the lap dance thing seriously, but I'm damn glad you did in those jeans…" Magnus said, and Alec managed to put on a smirk of his own on his lips.

"Your present tonight is me. While that sounds a bit superficial, when I say me… I mean all of me." Alec said, and bit his lip at the end. His face had a slight pink tint to it, and he had a feeling it'd be there for a while. He had just basically told his boyfriend of about a year that there was a green light for taking Alec's virginity.

He watched Magnus' face, and wondered just what was going through his mind. He looked thoughtful, and opened his mouth several times, each time closing it, before finally speaking. He finally spoke up.

"Alec… While I'm flattered, and damn eager to take you up on the offer… Are you sure?" The warlock said, eyeing the man who was currently making him horny as hell. Damn skinny jeans.

"As sure as I'll ever be." Was all Alec mumbled before kissing Magnus. The kiss was soft and sweet at first, but soon it turned hot and passionate. Alec's lips left the warlock's mouth, and was soon trailing down his jaw, nipping and kissing the skin here and there. Moan's filled the silence, and soon a shirt, followed by another one, were flying in the air. Chairman Meow was caught under one of them, and the ruckus the cat started made the couple look at it, one with a deadly glint in his eyes, the other looking embarrassed the cat was watching.

"I'm going to kill this little beast…" Magnus mumbled, and Alec laughed nervously.

"Magnus, just let him out, I'm sure he'll leave us alone." Alec mumbled, biting his lip at this point. Magnus sighed. There went our sexy moment, he thought, promising himself he would remember to lock the cat in the closer downstairs next time something like this was going on.

He went downstairs, following the cat out. Once it was nicely secured in a fairly roomy closet, Magnus got an idea. He went to the kitchen, which was where he left his gifts. He looked down at Isabelle's, and smirked. His boyfriend's little sister had done a very… Interesting shopping list for his present. He was glad he hadn't outright opened it, otherwise there would have been some ludicrous comments on it.

Only Isabelle would give her older brother's boyfriend a bottle of warming massage oil, lube, and other naughty little exquisite sex toys, Magnus thought to himself, finding the whole ordeal amusing. He wondered how Alec would react if he told him what his darling innocent sister had given him. He snorted at the thought. His poor boyfriend would go ten different shades of red at the mere mention of a sex toy, imagine from his sister.

Deciding to take the massage oils and the lube, he went back upstairs the nice little containers with the naughty things hidden in his pocket. When he came back, Alec was sitting on the edge of the bed, his shirt still off, and his pants about to be off. The young man looked up from the bed, and smiled at Magnus, making him smile back.

"You know, I think Chairman Meow needs some sort of company." Alec suggested, and Magnus merely snorted and laughed.

"That cat would rather be delighted with alone time than together time with some poor feline. Besides, I think he's into the frisky type, and now way in hell am I letting another one like him in here." He said, and Alec raised an eyebrow.

"Frisky… Sounds like a certain person… Perhaps his owner…" He said, his voice as if suggesting the idea. Magnus smiled wickedly.

"Of course." Was all he said before kissing Alec. Alec soon moaned into the other man's mouth, his hands exploring the smooth skin on Magnus' chest and arms. His fingertips touched the smooth stomach, and every time he found it amazing that his boyfriend had no belly button. His hands wandered, and soon they became a tangled up mess on the bed. Alec was starting to take his boyfriend's pants off when he felt something in the pocket. Frowning, he reached in, and pulled the bottle of warming massage oil out.

"Magnus…. Now… Why in the world was this in your pocket?"

"Now, if you're asking me why I have massage oil in my pocket, I don't think you'd want to pull the other thing out."

Alec remained quiet, thinking about what it could be. Shrugging it off, he dipped his hand back into the pocket, only to find a bottle of lubricant. He was horrified, and his ears and face were starting to become a startling shade of red, immediately. His head hung down, his eyes looking at the floor.

"Magnus… Do not tell me Isabelle gave these to you…"

"I won't, and won't mention the other goodies she somehow managed to buy as an underage minor. But, like I said, won't discuss this."

Alec groaned, and flopped onto his belly, a pillow covering up his face. "Why in the world did I tell her…" , he managed to moan out, and Magnus sighed.

"She would have found out anyhow, the little minx." He said, and got an idea. "You know, Alec, my shoulders have been kind of sore over the last few days…"

Alec turned onto his back, and sat up. He rolled his eyes, a small blush creeping back up on his face (just when the color was starting to fade, too), but none the less nodded. "Well, get on the bed, ass up. And yes, I meant to say that exactly how I said it."

Magnus chuckled, and knew tonight was going to be a night he'd never forget.

AUTHORS NOTE:

I , Lorri / -loveisacookie- , do NOT own any of the characters mentioned here, nor do I own the realm in which the wonderful Cassandra Clare has managed to artistically and awesomely bitchingly show us through her writing. I own nothing but there mere little funny plot, which in itself is derived from the hilariousness of Clare's most loveable bee yotches .

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