Disclaimer: Magnus and Alec belongs to Cassandra Clare, and this story follow the books.
Chapter 2 : 1st date
It was Friday night and Magnus was staring at his closet, hoping it would suddenly create him the perfect outfit… which it didn't. He had already sacked few stores around, stealing a bunch of things that he had discarded as soon as they had appeared. His room looked like the Second World War and even though he heard a constant purring, he had lost Chairman Meow under some piles on the bed. At least, Chairman seemed content for the extra covers.
Magnus sighed despairingly and grabbed his hair, which looked awful, in both hands, feeling the need to pull them out. Why was it that he had accepted Alec's date again? Oh yeah… because he was incredibly hot and made him feel horny like hell, which hadn't happened in a while! What a mess… the time was running out and Magnus almost got tempted to stop it, just to make sure he would have enough, but then it would exhaust him and for sure, the date wouldn't end between his sheets, as he wouldn't be up for much anymore. Not that he expected it would end between sheets...
Magnus growled, exasperated with himself, he felt thousands of knots in his stomach, all because of a 18 years old shadowhunter, virgin, definitely in the closet, that he would have to handle delicately like a little princess because he didn't know nothing about anything, when he felt as starved as a bull surrounded by cows that he couldn't get. Although, if Magnus was really honest, it was one of the things he found really sexy about Alec; completely unclaimed territory, all for him to explore! But he shouldn't think about that now, cause wisdom and propriety said he shouldn't rush Alec, and would best find use of his time trying to figure out what to wear!
He looked at the clock and saw that there was only an half-hour left for him to dress up, fix his hair and make-up and look gorgeously beautiful when Alec would ring at his door. Almost impossible for anybody but Magnus wasn't anybody. Giving up to faith, he just picked something at random, tight purple leathers pants, some red tank top, heavy knees boots and a black jacket, which finally, altogether, was really nice. He ran to the bathroom, hoping he could fix his mess of just-washed-up black silk tangles.
In fifteen minutes, Magnus was out, make-up on (some outrageous blue), hair spiky, shiny and sparkly, just in time to hear the doorbell... well someone was in advance, in a hurry maybe? Magnus rolled up his eyes at his on-going dirty thoughts again. This was useless! He would never make it out alive if he didn't get some more loving from cute Alec.
Beaming up and trying to look confident, Magnus pressed the entrance door button to let Alec in. He casually opened his door and leaned against the frame, hoping to be the perfect image of a relaxed 800 years old warlock. The incoming footsteps almost broke that facade but he kept it stubbornly. Alec came to view and he seemed breathless, cheeks red and blue eyes bright... god, he was so beautiful. Magnus felt his guts clench but smiled smoothly and said:
- ''Hey there, beautiful...''
Alec looked at him, astonished, although he couldn't tell if it was from his outfit, his makeup or just the sweet name he'd came up with. After a few seconds though, a crooked smile appeared on Alec's face, a bit hesitant but amused.
- ''Hey. Are you ready ?''
Magnus stretched out his arms, encompassing himself in the gesture.
- ''Well, yeah... as you can see.''
Alec's mouth twitched up a little as if he was containing a laugh.
- ''What is it?'' Magnus said, curious.
- Well... I'm sorry, I was just so prepared to wait. I could've bet on my life that you were the kind of person that is never ready on time. He chuckled a bit. Seems like I was wrong.
A bit wounded in his pride, Magnus let out somewhat of a forced laugh. Because, of course, Alec was absolutely right; he was always late. Although, he had been so impatient today that he had spent most of his awakened hours getting ready for the night. Well, sort of...
- ''I guess you were... shall we go?''
Alec smiled more widely and led the way back downstairs. As he was watching the gracious walk of his predecessor, with unquestionable delight, Magnus had an odd thought.
- ''If you were sure to wait, Alec, how is it that you came here in advance? That seems strange behaviour to me... Surely, you're not one of those weird persons who enjoys waiting?''
Magnus winced at the double meaning his words could hold and was taken aback, almost bumping into Alec, when he stopped abruptly in front of the entrance door. He heard him clear his throat and say, without turning around:
- ''Hum... Does it counts if I say I was impatient?''
Alec turned around then and Magnus could see a furious blush spread on his cheeks. Even if he knew Alec was always blunt, if not brutal, hearing him say out loud, unashamed, what himself had hidden, got him speechless for a few seconds. But then, the giddiness invaded him and he smiled broadly. He felt wicked a bit, as he was usually around Alec, when he answered:
- ''And impatient for what exactly ?''
Alec's blush became totally out of control and his eyes wandered quickly over Magnus's mouth, being obvious about what had been on his mind even though he said nothing. Magnus's heart raced a little and when he saw Alec bend toward him slightly, he knew he wouldn't resist it. He crossed the few inches separating them and brought up Alec's mouth to his, claiming what he had longed for the whole week.
It started as an hesitant encounter, slowly acknowledging back each other's mouths but then, things got out of hands when Alec pressed himself against Magnus, swiftly encircling his waist, hands already up under his top, savouring the warm skin under his touch. Magnus felt himself waver and he grasped Alec's neck wildly to bend his head down, parting his lips and invading his mouth, swirling their tongues in a passionate kiss.
Lost in the embrace, Magnus had forgotten any thoughts he had about taking it easy on Alec. It only came back brutally to him when he heard Alec moan softly in his mouth, his hands now going down quickly toward his buttock. He had to end this, he decided, if they were ever to go out and learn a bit about each other before jumping into bed like animals.
Magnus straightened up before he could change his mind, gasping for air while Alec looked at him puzzled, his brows furrowed.
- ''What...?'' He said, confused and looking dizzy.
Magnus gave him a rueful smile and answered in a husky voice.
- ''We better go if we are ever to leave this place.''
Alec glanced at him with a strange gleam in his eyes.
- ''Well, I might have hoped for this to happens when I came here early.''
Magnus stayed speechless, his thoughts unable to align properly as images worthy of a pornographic movie shifted through his mind, with Alec as the main star in it. He had a hard time recollecting himself but he finally said, almost choked:
- ''Let's go.''
Alec's expression became uncertain, his brows furrowed even more but he gave in quietly, preceding him outside in the cold night air.
They had been walking down the sidewalk for a few moments when Magnus, mostly to change the subject and to cut through the sexual tension hovering between them, asked this:
- ''So, what's planned for tonight?''
Alec's head jerked up and he stared at him, surprised.
- ''I thought you were the one figuring that out'' he said bluntly...
Magnus froze and then let out a loud laugh, amused at the whole situation.
- ''And why would I do that? You're the one who asked me out!''
Alec, blushed, and confounded, said in a small voice:
- ''Well beside killing demons and training... I don't do much. Also, as I told you, I never got out on a date... I don't really know what it is that we should do.''
Magnus smiled slowly, feeling himself melt away. Alec had this way of turning him into a drooling invertebrate, brainless animal. Just to see him smile again, he replied:
- ''If this can comfort you, I'm a warlock.'' He snapped his fingers, blue sparks coming to life. ''Whatever's your heart's desire, you can only ask, it's up my fingertips.''
When he saw Alec's face grow flushed and fixated, Magnus cursed himself inwardly about the double meaning talk again. He rapidly added:
- ''Well, almost everything...''
Alec seemed to snap back to present and said :
- ''We could go eat, no? That's what most people do, isn't it ?''
- ''Sure! Although we're not most people so, tell me, where do you want to go eat? France, Italy, England... ?''
Alec stared at him, dumbfounded.
- ''You know I can open a portal to almost anywhere, right?'' Magnus said slowly, trying to catch back Alec's attention. ''And as you said it, it's your first date so we should make it memorable, don't you think?''
Alec opened his mouth twice before spelling out something.
- ''I'm not sure if...'' He cleared his throat. ''I mean, we can stay in New York and have a regular meal, that's just fine.''
Smiling lightly, he added in a low voice:
- ''And being with you out on a date is already something memorable...''
Even if Magnus didn't really blush, he felt like it at this moment. Alec was so genuine and straightforward that it was hard for him to stay focused. He looked at Alec gravely, one of his rare serious moment, and said:
- ''I'm not sure if I deserve the compliment Alec but... thanks. Also, you're right on one thing; a regular meal will be just fine. I think sitting together in a quiet place and learn about each other is exactly what we need.''
Alec smiled softly and walked toward Magnus, already raising his head to kiss him. Magnus moved back slightly and grabbed Alec's hand instead, avoiding his approaching mouth. If the blue eyed wonder would come any closer to him when he felt so vulnerable and awed, Magnus was afraid that he would become hopelessly hanged on the poor thing, a crazy addict sticking to him like an awful leech. He always had to keep himself in check, trying to remember how Alec was innocent and all the conflicts that came along with him. It was hard... really hard. Even more now that Alec looked at him with hurt eyes but yet again, he didn't say nothing and walked along with Magnus, leaving him his hand.
They ended up in a quiet little Italian restaurant with large plump seat, each of them sort of hidden in little alcove with subdued lights and candles on the table. It was all so romantic that Magnus almost regretted their choices. How was he supposed to hold onto his self-control when everything around them invited to debauchery?
Even if Alec had removed his hand from his when they had come along busier areas of the city and that they had walked side by side, chatting in a non-committal way, Magnus was still feeling restless and febrile. When they sat down on the seat the waiter showed them, he went to the other side of it, right in the middle, leaving Alec to sit facing him. Puzzled, Alec took his place and sensitive as always, he asked:
- ''Are you ok? You seem... distant.''
Placating a smile on his face, Magnus said dismissively:
- ''Nonsense! Everything's fine! Would you like some wine?''
Alec had a tight smile and said in a dubious voice:
- ''Sure, why not? I don't usually drink but this seems like a night of exceptions.''
Calling the waiter, Magnus ordered some fine wine, not too strong, that he thought Alec would enjoy. Afterwards, they kept quiet, absorbed in their menus, just long enough for Magnus to realize sitting in front of Alec wasn't a good idea. Being both really tall, their knees were always bumping into each other, brushing in a delicious but so disturbing way. After he had read the card three times without grasping any of the words, he just gave up and decided to go with a sure value in an Italian restaurant: pasta.
The waiter came back with their wine and took their order. He noticed Alec also took pasta and that made him smile a little. Maybe he was not the only one overwhelmed with the longing that kept hovering between them... Somehow, that thought reassured Magnus, who was unfortunately an incurable romantic and couldn't help but always hope for the pyrotechnics, the swooning. Looking at Alec, his heart beating fast, even with all his doubts, he still wished this would be it. It's with more ease and lightness that he filled Alec's wine glass and asked him:
- ''So, tell me more about you, what is it like being a shadowhunter?''
A bit taken aback by the now open expression Magnus was wearing, Alec stayed silent a few second, took a gulp of his wine and answered him in a slow voice:
- ''I don't think there's much I could tell you that you don't already know. It's what we are... born, raised and trained as a killer, the last defence against evil. I don't ask myself question about what I am, I just am and do my duty.''
Magnus pondered that for a minute and asked Alec wonderingly:
- ''And you never thought about being something else? Doing anything else?''
Alec, confused, stared at him uncomprehendingly.
- ''Do what?'' He said.
- ''I don't know'' Magnus answered. ''What I means is that there's options. I know shadowhunters are bound by their blood to be shadowhunters but I knew others that decided to stray from that, to live another life. You never thought about that? With you being so tightened up in your... situation... it may had come to your mind.''
Alec glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and answered rigidly:
- ''I have to take care of my siblings, of Jace, my parabatai. Leaving them behind is not an option. It will never be.''
Magnus straightened up a little bit, roughen up by Alec's harsh answer. If this had been a possible solution that had floated in his mind about his issue with Alec's in-the-closet status, he had to discard it now. He hadn't know Alec was so fiercely protective of his family.
After this first altercation, Magnus kept the subjects lights, asking him about his family, his tastes and what was part of his everyday life. Even though he rarely mentioned anything about himself, evading the questions with generic answers, Alec relaxed visibly and he kept drinking maybe more than he should have. They ate looking into each other's eyes, laughing and enjoying themselves.
As the evening grew late, wine bringing flush to their cheeks, Alec's one closer to a brick wall's coloring, they bent toward each other, enfolded in their own world, creating an intimacy that even took Magnus by surprise. He found himself talking about his mother, his upbringings; even if slightly vague, it was more than what he had planned to say. Alec always listened carefully, never judging but allowing a comfortable relaxation to lay on them.
It's without thinking that their knees parted, entangling their legs lightly under the table, just enough to entertain a constant fire in Magnus's veins. Feeling Alec's knee brush his mid-thigh got him dizzy but as he was getting drunk, he could only enjoy it and thought nothing more of it. He was becoming really horny when the waiter brought the check and then they realize the restaurant was about to close.
Smiling sheepishly, Magnus took the check from the waiter that was scowling. He paid quickly, even if Alec tried to argue against it, and they went their way, getting out of the place slowly if not a bit uneven on their feet. As they were walking on the sidewalk, he noticed that Alec stayed much closer to him than he had on the way there. He had an alluring expression on his face and a crooked smile. Magnus felt his heart race and due to some high level of alcohol in his blood, he couldn't escape the flame in Alec's eyes. He was drawn to him irreparably, feeling the sexual tension he had putted aside flare up wildly.
They barely said a word getting back to Magnus's apartment, only tasting the excitation between them, palpable. They also never thought about parting, letting each other go back to their places and end the evening there.
When they arrived in front of Magnus's staircase, they faced one another and Alec determined gaze told him all he had to know. He went upstairs to unlock the door, Alec footsteps following him quietly. When they reached his apartment, the silence was crackling with impatience. He opened the door quickly, with trembling fingers. He crossed the threshold and turning around, he stepped aside to let Alec in. When the door closed back, it sounded like thunder, tension exploded and they fell on each other like famished wolves.
Magnus couldn't tell who kissed who, who sought the other because they were devouring each other as if the world would end tomorrow. He braced himself against Alec and pushed him on the closed door, pressing all of himself on the muscular body of his partner, almost growling in satisfaction, finally feeling all that he had barely tasted and admired only from afar.
Alec was touching him like an avid kid with a new toy, being everywhere, hungry for his skin. He had already removed Magnus's jacket from his shoulders and his fingertips were playing around his waistband. Magnus had his hands coming down to Alec's buttock, his mouth racing to the crook of his neck, biting and kissing on the way, his body already easing his way between Alec's thighs, that were spreading open to give him access. They were so hungry for each other that they were never close enough, too much clothes between them. Alec's panting were driving him crazy, he was already so hard against him that Magnus's mind was completely blank with passion.
He felt Alec's feverish hands move up under his top, pulling it on the way. He quickly got rid of it, eager to go back to his caresses and tugged also at Alec's t-shirt, trying to remove it too. Alec nicely obliged and when Magnus came down to kiss him back again, their skins touching made him moan loudly. Magnus gasped at the fierce desire that went through him hearing Alec's complaint.
He couldn't contain himself and he conquered Alec's mouth with violence, swallowing his tongue, swirling it till he knew every inches of his mouth while his hands manhandle him roughly, grabbing his legs and dragging them up to his waist, while he rested himself completely on Alec's body, crushing him into the wooden door, not knowing anymore which heartbeat was his. Alec seemed to appreciate this immensely as he became as fierce as him, grabbing Magnus's neck to make sure he wouldn't go away, clasping his legs brutally around him and moving his waist wildly against Magnus, dry-humping him in the most mind-blowing way.
Even tough Alec was inexperienced, his passion and eagerness gave him all he needed to swoop Magnus off his feet. So when his hands drew closer to Magnus's waistband, quickly untied the button and then unzipped the fly, to slide his fingers into his pants to caress him with obvious pleasure, Magnus felt like fainting. He was barely able to think straight and Alec's hands on him were knocking the air out of him. It's with a lot of effort that he could grasp back a bit of his previous reserve to say out loud what he should have said a long while ago.
- ''Alec'' he said, choked... ''Alec... we shouldn't.''
The torturing hand in his pants stopped their movement but stayed there nonetheless. He heard Alec's rasped breath in his ear a few seconds before hearing the husky yet irritated voice.
- ''What? What the hell are you talking about? If you don't want it, which obviously you do, why did you accepted to come out on a date with me in the first place?''
He couldn't look Alec in the eyes while he talked about his reserve and doubts.
- ''Alec... this is your first time. In fact, more than that, it's your first relationship... And you're right, maybe I shouldn't have agreed to this. You definitely have a lot of issues to deal with and I'm not sure I want to be part of that. I'm not going to hide the fact that I like you very much and that's probably why I said yes... although, maybe you're not ready for this. You certainly don't want to face the problem and I have no solution for this... how will you even explain to your family that you were out so late?''
The silence fell on them and Magnus was anxiously waiting for reassurance, for anything that would shove away his doubts but Alec kept quiet. He felt his hand slowly slid out of his pant and at the same moment, he was overwhelmed by the feeling of longing and loss that got into him when Alec's touch withdraw from his skin. He heard him bend down to pick up his black t-shirt and put it back on his head, dressing back up. At this point, he couldn't handle the anguish anymore and he looked up at Alec's face.
His features were cast in iron, hardened and closed-up. His grim expression gave nothing away except maybe that this was all he would see of them from now on. Alec moved away, hidden in the shadow of the door and he said with a toneless voice:
- ''I'm sorry I wasted your time Magnus. It's too bad we couldn't get to know each other better. I still owe you my life and I won't forget it. Goodbye.''
- ''Alec...'' Magnus said with a small voice.
But it was too late, Alec had already opened the door and was walking out. The door closed back almost too quickly for Magnus to grasp what had really happened and he stood staring at the entrance for a long time... asking himself if what he had done was really a good thing. How was it that from his reticence in front of Alec's inexperience and denial to his family of his being gay, had they gotten to him walking out? Of course, Alec had issues but refusing him felt like a mistake nonetheless. His romantic heart hadn't won this argument... it seemed like he had grown over his love for broken things, after all.
He snapped back to present and sighed deeply. He walked away from the door and went to his bedroom, which was still a mess from his earlier dress-up. It seemed like a lifetime ago. He couldn't understand why he felt so depressed when he barely knew Alec and when his mind knew that he had just saved himself a lot of troubles and frustrations from a dead-end relationship. Absolutely dejected with the idea of cleaning up, Magnus got lazy and snapped his fingers, using his magic to draw back all the clothes in his closet. It was a useless waste of energy but he couldn't picture doing clean-up at this time.
He undressed in the dark, throwing his few remaining clothes away and snuggled into his pyjamas pants, some pink fluffy thing with white hearts on it. He felt Chairman Meow coming by and rubbing himself against his leg but he couldn't get himself to give him some attention. Right now, he was craving for somebody else's attention but he had pushed it away... so that was that. No point in crying over his loss now, it was all his fault.
He was about to put himself to bed when he heard a knock on his door. He felt his heart race, maybe... but again, how odd that he hadn't heard the buzz of the entrance bell first. He walked quickly to his door and opened it slowly, afraid of what he would see there.
His heart stopped when he saw an uncertain Alec at his door, glancing at him from under his eyelashes to then glance back at his boots... how familiar. His heartbeat came back with a stutter falling into a crazy pace, leaving him breathless and without a thing to say but Alec saved him the trouble by talking first, voice small and embarrassed.
- ''You said you liked me, right?''
- ''Alec... yes, but...''
Magnus was cut short by Alec who brought up a hand in front of him, as to ask him to let him speak first. He obliged, staring himself, at his bare feet, unsure about his feelings.
- ''I like you too'' he said bluntly ''very much. You probably noticed that. And I can understand your concern about my situation but I do not ask you to fix it for me. It's my own problem even though I know it's a draw back for you. You're so confident with what you are Magnus, but it's not everybody's case. All I'm asking you is to give me a chance to work through it... and I think you're the only one who could help me do that. I know it takes a leap of faith on your part and some courage on mine but... I think we could figure it out... together. If you wish to. I think we both made mistakes tonight... you, not mentioning your hesitations and me... well, walking away without explanations but I couldn't entirely. That's why I've been sitting in your staircase for about an half-hour.''
Magnus was speechless. Completely taken aback, he was at a loss with his heart and mind. What was it that he wanted? Could he have faith? Should he leave it all at once, not trying, not trusting? His mind was swirling and he didn't hear Alec coming close to him and he startled when he felt his hands cupping his cheeks to bring his face up, letting him get lost in the blue depths again. His heart beat wildly and his mouth gaped like a fish out of the water. Alec's fixed glare softened and he brought his face up to kiss him.
It's when Magnus felt Alec's firm lips on his that he realized how he had missed them in the short amount of time they had been apart. He putted his arms around Alec's shoulders and dragged him closer, deepening their kiss. Alec's arm went down to encircle his waist and he brought Magnus on him, their chest breathing in harmony. Magnus let out a sigh of relief, feeling better from Alec's proximity already.
He was losing himself to passion yet again when Alec abruptly stopped their kiss. It was Magnus's turn to look at him puzzled.
- ''So, what do you say?'' Alec asked him, unwavering.
Magnus looked at him seriously, wondering. After a few moment, he dropped his arms and went to close the door. He got back beside Alec, grabbed his hand and said softly:
- ''Let's try this.''
Alec smiled warmly and it lightened up his face. Magnus felt himself melt inside but he needed to know something else.
- ''And your family... won't they search for you?''
Alec had a mischievous grin and said, a laugh in his voice:
- ''Don't worry, they won't expect me till morning... Some awful story about a mundane sickness that gets you expulsing from both end. They're all very disdainful.''
Magnus had his first completely heartfelt smile and he laughed loudly at Alec's tortuous way of thinking. When he stopped laughing, he looked down at Alec who's blush had come back slightly to his cheeks, his eyes luminous. His hand still in his, he tugged at it, leading the way to his bedroom... it was time to teach Alec some things and he had fought way too long with himself to shove aside his desire again. Whatever would happen next, if this would be for a night only or for life, Magnus didn't want to loose any bits of it in useless worry. What would happen would happen... there was nothing he could do to stop it, so he might as well enjoy it.
Magnus didn't know what did it. Was it when Alec looked deeply into his eyes while he undressed himself? Was it when he kissed him so passionately that he thought he would come in his pants, like a teenager? Or maybe it was the way he had explored his body like a sanctuary, with wonder and fascination? Was it when he had heard him climax loudly with so much awe in his complaints, his own mouth swallowing his spasms of pleasure? It may have also been because, even though exhausted by his outburst, Alec had seek him out, sharing his ecstasy with him, trying to give him back what he had giving him gratefully? Or surely it was because, when he had finally entered him, after preparing him restlessly and softly, Alec had looked up at him with nothing but confidence and outmost tenderness in his eyes... He had gazed up at him with so much trust and love that Magnus couldn't have help it... he had giving up altogether. When they had climaxed violently together, shaking and trembling, Magnus had already known that his heart was lost. The 18 years old shadowhunter that was resting in his arms, cuddled up on his chest, his even breath hinting that he was asleep, was now the master of the 800 years old warlock's heart. Closing his eyes shut tightly, Magnus could only hope that this would not end badly... cause it would be awful. At least, of that, he was sure. After seeking so long for true love, it seemed like it had seek him out instead... and Magnus couldn't help but feel a sense of dread falling on him. There was no turning back now, at least not without any pain.
As he wrapped up his arm closer around Alec's shoulders, hearing him make a content sigh, Magnus tried to hold onto his lover's words of earlier... a leap of faith.
That was all there was left to him right now.
