SO you guys I reread that last chapter I posted and it was complete crap
I'm sorry
This one I have not written in under an hour so hopefully *crosses fingers* it will be better
Don't expect much though… I'm currently running on 1 hour of sleep after I developed the horrible habit of pulling a Herondale and wandering the streets at night to escape my problems
I'm just stressed okay
Anyway please tell me if there are any serious issues that need to be addressed
Happy trails Readers & Reviewers
Oh! In there somewhere is a Florence and The Machines lyric (props if you find it and can name it) so I'm disclaiming that I don't own Florence *also Dalton Academy and Regis High which are both great schools in New York* and also the word "Magnusy" was created by AzOOAK and I promised the darling I would give her a shout out when I use it so…
Cheers to you hunn for creating such an amazing word
Last disclaimer~ the "Alley Cat" nickname is the brain child of MagnusJane25
~L.C
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I honestly thought I was going to puke right there on the cool, hard tile. The feeling of a million memories rushing to be seen behind my eyes had me dizzy and nauseous and... confused. Even after staring, mouth wide open like a floundering fish, at the emerald eyes that still held a snarky glint but also a sadness and weight that I had never associated the their owner before and a body that practically oozed and dripped sex.
Eventually the smirk that had tilted Camille's blood red lips up faltered and was replaced by a frown that wrinkled the space between her slim blonde eyebrows. She put up her false bravado a second later and said, "Do you see something you like? Come on babe, give me a hug." She offered open arms and after a second of hesitation, I walked into them, pressing my long and lean body against her own short and petite but still curvy one. Standing in each other's presence was like talking to a relative with a broken leg.
Everything was familiar but I just didn't know what to do.
What did one say when you hadn't seen each other or talked for, what, 4 years? I just couldn't process the whole thing. After a tense and awkward few seconds Camille backed away from the embrace and smiled up at me, her short five foot six stature making her tip her head almost all the way back. I shook my head to clear the confusion and I partially succeeded before gesturing behind her and saying, "I have a fine piece of man candy to go see in room 234."
"Oh the Lightwood cutie? I just prepped him to go home. He should be outta here in say, 2 hours. He's a fine piece of ass that one." Somehow what she said was alright but all wrong.
How could she act like nothing had happened?
All I could do was nod for a second. I needed to set everything straight with Camille but not in her place of work. What to do? What to do?
"Hey Cammy before you go do you remember my number?" I waited for her to nod before I continued, "Well call me when you can hang out, catch up ya know." My voice was surprisingly smooth for the inner turmoil going on in my head and I mentally patted myself on the back.
Again she nodded before giving me another glimpse of her twinkling smirk before flouncing off, signature white blonde curls bouncing. That sight apparently broke the spell over my mind and I laughed at the whole situation.
She was right about one thing though. I had a Lightwood cutie waiting for me.
With this thought bolstering me, I out Camille behind me and in the back of my mind to stress about later. I walked the rest of the way down the hall to my luscious and hopefully in the future lover.
Even the mental image was doing a number on my leather clad member.
Speaking of, I honestly hadn't gone this long without sex since I was a non-blushing virgin. The whole thing was weird.
I wasn't going to push Alec to put out though. Hell he hadn't even kissed someone until he met me. Imagining what was under those baggy grey sweaters and painting mental pictures of those tightly muscled arms and abs that I had felt pushed up against me would have to hold me out for a while.
I wanted this to be special and not thrown away like the others.
So I stood outside the dull blue door labeled 234 "In Use" and mentally cleared my head of all my dirty fetishes and fantasies of the blushing angel inside. After all the sexy clutter was cleared away, I pushed open the door.
Alec was sitting crossed legged on the top of the sheets and in normal clothes. The whole scene would have been normal except for the slight hunch in his shoulders, the set of his profile, it all screamed of there being something wrong.
I knew I was right the second he looked up after I quietly shut the door.
There was no light in his bright blue eyes, just blank piercing blue orbs completely devoid of anything but pain. I instantly ran over, dropping my present filled backpack in the process, and as I got closer I saw he was slightly shaking.
I don't know how many times in the next few minutes I asked him what was wrong. He just shook his head and muttered "nothing." After a while I just took him in a hug and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. No amount of prodding from me was going to make him tell me so I would let him figure out on his own.
Eventually though I had to let him go. As he unfurled those lashes to reveal his baby blues, that always held his every emotion, and looked to just the left of my head, he said, "I have two surprises for you."
I let a smile spread across my face and I gently tugged on a lock of hair that hung loosely in his eyes and said, "Oh ya," like a pathetic school girl. Honestly he had me smitten and he knew it.
"Ya... but I think you are going to have to earn it first." Alec shrugged and just the lightest of rose petal pink tinged his cheeks.
My pants getting slightly uncomfortable was completely reasonable, especially with my sexy thoughts from earlier reappearing like magic in my mind's eye. Each its own tiny porno.
The whole situation was ridiculous!
I had to roll with it though. So as I thought of anything but luscious abs and sweat covered bodies, I said, "Oh but how can I ever earn your special surprises."
God now I sounded like some sex kitten.
Proving how right I was in dating him, Alec said, "Kiss me. I dare you."
Well I didn't exactly need more than that and I jumped on him.
Lightly glossed lips slide in time with dry but smooth ones for about 5 minutes before Alec pulled away, slightly out of breath. A Cheshire cat grin spread across his angelic features and he pressed his lips and eyelids together, almost as if he was trying to keep the kiss inside of him, before he rotated in place to grab a mass of white cloth behind him. Unfurling it I saw it was a sweatshirt that said Dalton Academy Student Council 2006-2007 in navy lettering.
It was fucking adorable.
Snatching it out of his hands and shimming into it, I found it fit perfectly. I looked into the shiny surface of the wall opposite where we had been making out previously and saw on the back it said in a new shade of heather grey President and a half an inch underneath it said Alley Cat.
Holy mother of god.
I snickered lightly before turning myself around and getting up to grab the grey back pack I had dropped upon entering the room. Pulling out my own sweatshirt and setting it on the bed in front of Alec, where he sat cross legged in the middle of the bed.
I took his hands in my own and pulled them until they were over his head. Next I unfurled the softly worn maroon sweatshirt that read in white letters Regis Swim and on the back just my last name in simple block letter that were now a little faded but you could still see Bane against the maroon.
Almost delicately, I pulled it on over top his baggy old sweater, all the while describing what it looked like and what it said. When I finally had the thing on him, I took a step back.
The color did wonders for his complexion, bringing out the ever present blush and the pallor of his skin.
I probably looked like a marshmallow in Alec's.
Not that it mattered. Before I could think to really do anything else I saw Alec take a deep whiff of the side of the sweatshirt. A shit eating grin smelled across his face and he honestly looked high.
I tried to think if said hoodie had ever came into contact with illegal substances that had such effects.
That had been years ago though. It couldn't last that long!
Just to be sure I hadn't just drugged my boyfriend; I asked him, "What?"
"Oh nothing it just smells so I don't know... Magnusy. Like matches and a forest."
Laughing so hard that tears came out my eyes, I doubled over. When I righted myself I was met with the vision of a pouting Alec. After I had barely collected myself, I said, "That was so fucking adorable you have no clue."
Now fully in control of my giggles, I stepped back into Alec's personal space and said in a breathy voice, "Now what was that other surprise?"
Again, much to Alec's credit, he replied in a voice that made me want to weep with sexual frustration, "I think you know."
I seriously was about to rape him.
Defile the poor bastard.
Do evil and dirty things to him.
Just two zippers stood between me and a law suit.
Really what could it harm?
Oh right, my relationship with a god.
So I just leaned him gently back, all the while keeping our mouths busy, until his back was flush against the hospital's lumpy mattress. Slowly, as if not to frighten him, I rolled my hips forward and received a low groan from the blue eyed boy underneath me.
I could just hit him over the head...
I could do a lot of things.
There was a reason I also did gymnastics for 15 years of my life.
I was very flexible.
Somehow as if my dirty plans had invaded his little virgin ass mind, Alec pulled back and brought out a small device that looked like a remote.
My god it was a phone.
"I'm sorry I never gave you my number. I just never thought about it." Now I was laughing, all thoughts of other things devoid from my mind. I pulled out my own IPhone and we switched numbers like it was the first time we had met.
Just sitting her and staring at Alec type in my number was quite mesmerizing. The way he slid his fingers over the keys was so similar to the way his fingers slid over the guitar frets, elegant and well-practiced.
I text him for a good five minutes just to watch to show of his reply.
Of course, I didn't do that forever.
Who do you think I am?
After sending a "winky" face and giving him appropriate time to read the message and a confused expression to grace his face, I leaned forward and placed a sweet chaste kiss on his lips and pulled back. This time Alec initiated the kiss and slowly as we moved back and forth the kiss deepened.
We kissed and kissed like horny teenagers until both out lips were chapped and a ruby red. Alec pulled and said, "God Magnus, what time is it?"
"Bought eight o'clock. Why?"
"You do realize you should get back to your apartment. Iz will be here any minute to sign me out and then I shall be going home. You don't have to sit through all the boring paper stuff." I nodded to myself thinking that about my own mound of paperwork I had to attend too.
"Okay darling. I shall leave you to your dear sister, but have this to remember me by." I leaned in slowly and got one long last pull from his lips.
Turning my back on the beauty, I started to walk away, grabbing my backpack from its position on the floor on the way out. Just to feet from the door I heard Alec call from behind me, "Magnus, wait."
I turned on my heels and gave him an expectant "hmm."
"Call me?"
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Well *fans self* its heating up in here ;)
No offense but god I reread all my other chapters as well and realized just how unsexy they are.
So here was a taste off a pie that hopefully you like...
If you don't please tell me
I can always bake another
Anyway hopefully that wasn't as crappy as I have a feeling it is
Ah well screw it. I have problems to avoid.
~L.C