Hello my beloved readers! Here's chapter 10, the very awaited "Seelie Court" moment between Alec and Magnus :) I hope you all like this as I gave you a little lemon surprise to you all, wishing to make this Malec time special! So, there's a few other strong emotions throughout all this and i would really like it if you can review and tell me what was your favorite moment :) It's also really long compared to the other chapter and I'm sorry but I really didn't proof read this at all. It's 4h30 am now and the spelling check will be tomorrow! Also, I'm up to more than 60 reviews (YAY) and I want to specially thanks my lovely readers who answered the questions from the past chapter : 96 Qutie, PplAreBeahh, EarnestlyBunburying and JanieS. Thanks so much! I followed your impressions as much as possible and fixed a bit the "flow" of the timeline by precising where we were in the story. I, of course, thanks all the other persons who reviewed, you're all making me unbelievingly happy!

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Chapter 10 : The Seelie Courting

Alec was laying down on the yellow comforter, trying to get his breath back as the pleasure was still making is skin tingle, his mind caught in a foggy haze while his heart faltered and pumped in a tenuous attempt to find back his normal rythym. By its own will, his hand reach out to find his lover's skin, unable to resist the warmth and soothing presence the contact with the warlock always brought to him. It hit home with the sweaty chest, rising up and down with its own heavy breathing. His hand laid there, enjoying the closeness. He was about to fall asleep when he heard Magnus chuckled softly. Fighting his falling eyelids, he turned his head around, looking at his boyfriend questioningly.

- "What is it?" He said in a tired tone. They had shared a very ferocious and exhausting lovemaking minutes ago and Alec wasn't into talking really but he was still curious.

Magnus looked back at him with a smirk and quirking his damn eyebrow again, eliciting a feeble spark of desire in the core of his body. How was that even possible? He couldn't seem to have enough of the warlock, no matter how often they fell into each other's arms.

- "Well" He said in his sultry voice, tempting him even more. "It seems like I won this bet after all... You couldn't keep your hands off of me and I do remember you begging me to take you in a very desperate voice." He chuckled again as realization dawn on Alec. He had indeed beg shamelessly for Magnus to release him of his raging desire. "This should teach you to don't play with me, shadowhunter! I have much years of practice behind me and I know how to contain myself" He said, now laughing of his lover's demise.

Alec would have smiled easily and taken his defeat if Magnus hadn't been so smug about it all and if he wouldn't have been so cocky by rubbing down his long years on his face. Now, uneasy and wondering where the little spark of jealousy came from as he thought about all the other lovers Magnus could have play this game with, he couldn't contain his need to take down some of his boyfriend's confidence, wishing him to admit his own defeat and maybe, just by doing so, letting Alec know he counted a bit in the warlock's life, that he was special. It was not love but... it was something. Something he could store away with the key and the boyfriend status, all little pieces of his presence in Magnus's life.

- "As much as I would like to agree with you... I definitely don't." Alec said, face determined and pride in his eyes. "If I recall correctly, you're the one who ripped my clothes off the first and you're the first one who has asked me to touch him, in a very needy voice also. So technically, I won the bet." He finished, full of self-satisfaction and chuckling himself when he saw Magnus's expression crumbling to an unbelieving one.

His lover's features closed off in an stubborn air, unwilling to give up yet.

- "That's not how it works! You gave in to me so I won! I'm pretty much sure this was the terms of the bet, the one who accept the intercourse is the one who loose and that, my friend, is what you did!" Magnus exclaimed in a strong voice, trying to hide the fact he had indeed been in the same state of desperation as his lover.

The taunt kept on for some minutes, each of the lovers calling on the other begging and actions, which of course resulted in their self being the winner of the wager. Although, the more they described their previous love-making and sexual foreplay, trying to figure out what had sealed the deal, the more their voices became husky, less claiming and indignant, both their gazes roaming over their bodies, their minds wandering farther away from the purpose of the conversation. It all ended when Magnus's hand came up to run over his lover's chest just as Alec's mouth fiercely shut his boyfriend's banter with a passionate kiss.

They didn't argue anymore about who won the bet and both decided in the depth of their ego, that it was either a tie between them or more obviously, the other that had failed. But, as they both knew they couldn't handle a rematch, the infamous wager stayed buried and unrecalled afterwards.

Magnus's pov

Alec was thrashing under him as his hands stroke him restlessly while his tongue dug his way wonderfully in the shadowhunter's spasming hole, caressing his lover and driving him into a mumbling mess. Magnus himself was hard as rock, his member throbbing for release. Unable to contain his desire, he was rubbing his cock gratefully, his senses overwhelmed by the beautiful man under him.

He was about to come just as Alec was reaching the edge, the coiling of his stomach's muscles and the sudden pulsing of his cock telling his boyfriend on his impending release, when Alec suddenly grabbed his stroking hand and removed it from his task. Startled, Magnus raised his head and looked at his lover, puzzled. The shadowhunter fought with his need and heavy breath, to mutter some words.

- "I... Magnus... I want... you... inside." He stuttered, almost unintelligle through his rapsy voice.

Fighting the flare of need that raced through him at these words, Magnus tried to talk sense into his lover.

- " Baby, you're still sore... You'll hate me in the morning, believe me. Now, let me finish so I can hear your beautiful voice screaming in ectasy, alright?" He said, with a purring tone, his skin shivering only by recalling Alec's features caught in his climax.

Although, that didn't seem to work as Alec scowled even more, his hand not leaving his hold on Magnus's one. He mumbled some nonsense, at war within his need for release and his wish to have a complete intercourse with his boyfriend. Tempted and touched by the shadowhunter's obvious conflict, Magnus voiced an option that he had promised himself to keep quiet, waiting for Alec to be ready. At this moment though, he was very much swooning with his boyfriend's unwilligness to stuck to foreplay and couldn't help his own want to have all of Alec.

- "There is something we could do..." Magnus said hesitantly, glancing at his lover's demanding gaze. "I'm not sore... you could be on top, if you want." He added, unsure of what Alec's reaction would be.

He certainly hadn't planned on receiving a flaming glance, Alec's breath gasping and hitching as the idea sunk in his head. His beautiful blue orbs were overbearing in lust, his cock twitching in longing, speaking louder about his reception to Magnus's suggestion than any of his words could have done. Avid, Alec caught his other wrist in his hand and dragged him up, his lips descending on him wildly, loosing Magnus in a whirlwind of desire, his excitement reaching a new high thinking that Alec would finally make him his. His boyfriend's hands left his own and he snaked his arms around Magnus's waist, rolling them in the bed so he could be on top position. Excited to no end, Alec rubbed their groins together, moaning in his mouth and solliciting the same answer in Magnus's throat.

Alec left his lips to travel down the line of his jaw, nibbling gently on the skin and letting his tongue caress the warlock's caramel neck when he froze momentarily, his eyes looking back up at Magnus, who was very much lost to his desire.

- "Magnus... Are you sure? I never did that, I... I don't want to hurt you." Alec said, in a small uncertain tone.

Magnus almost whined in frustration. He had been enjoying the confident shadowhunter willing to take him right here and then but, of course, Alec being who he is, couldn't keep on the act without some self-doubts peeking in sooner or later.

- "Alec, baby... I'm here, it'll be fine, you won't hurt me." Magnus said. And then, trying to ease his lover's tension, he added in a joking tone "Besides, do you really think I would let you hurt me anyway? I do like you very much but if there's one thing I'm not is a masochist." He chuckled, hoping to reassure his boyfriend.

As usual, Alec blushed at his blunt sexual reference but seemed to relax nonetheless. He leaned in to kiss Magnus delicately, brushing their lips in a slow manner, making both of them sigh from the comforting gesture. Alec straightened up, looking a bit more confident as he asked his lover, with a taunting grin :

- "Lube?" He said, straight to the point in his own customary fashion.

Magnus smiled his own devious grin and snapped his fingers, summoning the bottle to existence. He presented it to his lover, eyes sparkling with impatience and whispering in a silky way:

- "Hurry up, lovely... I can't wait to have you inside." Magnus muttered, rejoicing in his lover's gasp, a shiver rolling down Alec's skin and betraying his undeniable excitement.

Alec blushed but took the bottle anyway, opening the cap and pouring the glistening liquid in three of his fingers, shooting a nervous smile to his lover. Magnus smiled at him reassuringly, letting him know he was ready. Alec sighed and lifted Magnus's legs gently, exposing him to his ministrations. The shy shadowhunter entered one digit slowly, his heart racing as he heard his boyfriend's hiss under the intrusion. The finger moved up in a circling motion, enticing a pleasuring feeling of fulfilness. Magnus groaned and bucked his hips a little, letting Alec know he was fine and soon enough, another digit entered him, going further inside of him and, as if recalling the way Magnus used to take him, he curved up the two fingers in an up and down motion, searching for his sweet spot. Being the instinctive and talented lover he was, Alec found Magnus's prostate in no time, sending the warlock on cloud nine, moaning and begging for more.

Alec beamed, blushing in pride, as he obliged his lover, entering a third finger and shoving it up a bit more roughly, moving the fingers faster and making sure to caress the bundle of nerves everytime. Soon enough, Magnus was whimpering and bucking his hips to have more of the delicious contact. Alec's breath hitched, his own erection coming back forcefully, his eyes roaming hungrily over his boyfriend thrashing and caught in his bliss. Magnus felt like he was about to faint, vaguely congratulating himself for his brilliant idea. However, his need was clawing at him and he tried to express it as cleverly as he could.

- "Alec... A..lec.. come now... I'm...ready... I need you!" He mumbled, his mind caught in the building desire.

Alec exhaled shakily, slowly removing his fingers, listening to Magnus's whimper, the blue full of lust but his features hesitant, his uncertainty betrayed by the way he was gnawing at his bottom lip. Impatient to be taken, Magnus lifted himself up with difficulty to kiss his boyfriend with all the passion he could muster, his hands leaving the rumpled sheets to grab his lover's waist and pulling him between his legs, unwilling to let the shadowhunter change his mind.

His lover fumbled eagerly for the lube, caught again in his longing by Magnus's hungry kiss, and he uncapped it, pouring some on his pulsating member, coating himself quickly and pushing Magnus down, spreading his legs and bringing down his hips to have better access to the spasming entrance. They kissed a little more and then broke apart as Alec's placed himself, his gaze catching Magnus's confident one before pushing inside of him in an unfaltering motion.

Magnus couldn't help but moan and shiver at the sudden pleasure mixed with pain and his head fell back, giving in to Alec's undeniable capacities.

Alec's pov

Alec almost screamed when he felt the warm walls enclosing him. Dizzy, he wondered if he would even be able to contain himself under the torturing tightness of Magnus. Shaking, he breathed deeply, grasping for control as he moved slowly inside of his lover. Magnus groaned and when Alec looked up, he could see his boyfriend brows furrowed, a mixture of pain and pleasure on his face while beads of sweat descended on his face. Bracing himself on his arms, that were placed on each side of Magnus's head, he leaned in, kissing his lover gently, nibbling on the bottom lip and hoping to distract him of his pain. Sighing contently, Magnus returned the kiss, the walls around his cock relaxing. Alec pushed more, containing his urge and soon, he had filled his lover completely, their thighs flushed against each other.

Magnus's breath was ragged, eyes slip shut and jaws clenched. Alec himself felt his arms trembling, hardly containing the pleasure filling him and his need to ram his lover savagely but holding the position nonetheless. He was near the edge when Magnus suddenly exhaled shakily and bucked his hips, ripping a struggled scream out of Alec's throat. Alec whimpered but started to move out delicately, comforted in Magnus's small sounds of contentment. Alec slid back in, as gently as he could, and repeated the movement a couple of times until he felt Magnus's hands clawing at his ass, enticing him to go faster and deeper inside of him.

Empowered and dizzy, Alec obliged and quickly, he was lost to his desire, his hips rocking fast and hard in the confined entrance, intoxicated by Magnus's moans and groans. Following his instinct, he grabbed his lover's legs and lifted them even higher, resting them on his shoulders before diving in deeper even and was rewarded by Magnus's scream of delight.

- "Arghhh... Alec... MORE! Right there baby... don't stop." He shouted, his hands now clenching wildly in the yellow sheets.

Alec grinned viciously, his success running through his veins, enhancing his raging desire. He felt like he was on top of the world, knowing that he could send his beautiful lover in a state of mumbling mess with his cock hitting Magnus's sweet spot again and again, relishing in his lover's begging and screaming. Wishing to further enrapture his lover, Alec's hand came down and started to stroke his boyfriend's member in time with his thrusts, eliciting a gurgled scream from the warlock. As Magnus thrashed under him, Alec felt his lust recede slowly, leaving the place to an endearing fondness, feeling moved to be on the giving part of their lovemaking. Being the one who usually received, Alec was now savouring the fierce satisfaction of pleasuring your loved one... Loved. Loved?

Alec's breath hitched a little and his steady rythym faltered for a second, earning a frustrated growl from Magnus before he caught himself and resumed his lovemaking. Although, his mind wandered a little, retracing some lost memory from two days ago, when Magnus had ravished him deliciously and when he had shouted, just before he came, something like... The recall escaped him brutally as Magnus's walls clamped down on his cock, his member pulsing in Alec's hand as he came violently on both their stomachs. Moaning savagely, Alec climaxed himself, his body shaking while he shoot his warm cum inside of his lover.

Alec almost blanked out from his orgasm. Taking advantage of his state, his mind fuzzily whispered something about Magnus's words that night, saying it had sounded like... I love you. Alec's arms buckled under him and he slumped tiredly on Magnus's chest, his lover's arms coming up to encircle his waist. He swatted unkindly at his mind's nonsense, wishing to relish in his post-climax, yearning to hold Magnus tightly while the haze of pleasure slowly dispersed.

Of course Magnus hadn't said he loved him. It was impossible, surely he had misheard.

Magnus's pov

Magnus was flying. He tightened his hold on Alec's waist and shamelessly breathed in the smell of his lover and the lingering odour of sex floating in the air. His heart soared and he felt like singing. His stomach filled with butterflies as its new habit whenever he sunk in Alec's presence, the love he now knew he felt constricted in his throat. He wanted to say it but he fought his need. Magnus closed his eyes shut, trying to contain the overwhelming emotion. He was distracted gratefully when Alec withdrawn from inside of him. He hissed at the uncomfortable feeling and his lover tensed, looking up at him, about to apologize. Magnus smiled and kissed his boyfriend to reassure him. He felt Alec grin in the kiss and his lover snuggled in his side, wrapping his arms around Magnus's chest, that was now palpitating with his heart's swooning, vowing silently undying love to the blue eyed shadowhunter. Magnus's breath came out raggedly and his mouth opened by its own will.

- "Alexander..." He said breathlessly, about to say the meaningful words. But his lover cut him off, saving him from the impending doom.

- "Do you think they are alright, Magnus?" Alec said, in a low voice, his worrying tainting the words.

Magnus's hand came up to his face, rubbing it roughly, trying to shake the haze of emotions clinging to his heart and turning him into a brainless bundle of feelings. What was he thinking? Alec could barely accept their relationship, how would he even handle his stupid needy behaviour? Breathing deeply, he answered the shadowhunter in a comforting voice.

- "I'm sure they're fine Alec. The Seelie Queen may be a mean and manipulative woman but she's definitely not stupid. She wouldn't endangered shadowhunters and even less one that is prisoner of the Clave. She'll surely play with them all but they'll come back. Stop worrying. Go to sleep, my love." Magnus said, the hand that was on his face moving to comb down Alec's black strands, enjoying the softness of his lover's hair.

Alec sighed deeply, his warm breath tickling Magnus's chest. His lover buried himself deeper in Magnus's embrace but the warlock could feel that his boyfriend was still restless. He was proven right when Alec spoke again.

- "Magnus... I wanted to thank you for all of your help. I know this is not a comfortable situation for you, siding so obviously with the Clave. It would have been much easier for you to stay neutral. I guess you're doing most of this for me and I can only hope that you won't regret it one day. Although, I have to tell you, we probably wouldn't have been where we are now without you. By the Angel, we would still be wondering what Valentine's planning to do with the sword. But you came up with the Ritual, we would never have guessed. So thank you, I though someone ought to tell you." Alec said, not looking at him really, embarrassed by the usual shadowhunter's way to always believe all Downworlders owe them everything.

Magnus brought his lips down on Alec's forehead, brushing his mouth slightly on the sweaty skin. His heart clenched even more at his boyfriend's grateful words. As Will once said, shadowhunters were not of the thanking kind and knowing this, Alec's attempt at considering the help he had given them toward the current affair, was sending his heart in an even frenzier state. Barely able to contain his daydreaming, Magnus tried to ease his longing by asking Alec what he had promised himself he wouldn't ask again.

- "Alec..." He said in a soft voice, unsure of himself. "I asked you this before but... I thought maybe now the answer would be different." Magnus whispered, his voice growing lower throughout the sentence.

Alec lifted up his head and glanced at him in a puzzled manner.

- "Have you thought now about... being something else than a shadowhunter?" He said quietly and when he saw Alec's shocked expression, he rushed through the rest of his sentence. "I'm just wondering if it's something that could appeal to you now... but don't worry, you don't have to answer, lovely, it's alright." Magnus finished lamely.

Magnus's heart beat loudly, afraid that Alec would feel it under his fingertips. So much for keeping his love in check, he was now almost asking his lover to quit everything to be with him. How was that supposed to be a better idea? Magnus was wallowing in self-pity when Alec shifted a bit, snapping him out of the tense silence that had grow between them. He barely heard the words his lover enunciated but even when he did, Magnus had a hard time controlling the emotion that shook him from head to toe.

- "I don't know..." Alec whispered, in a dying voice,with these words reflecting how far he had gone from his previous unwavering refusal.

Magnus couldn't utter a word and settled in the physical motion of his body to let his lover know about his growing hapiness. His hands lingered softly on Alec's spine, his lips peppering kisses all over Alec's face and his embrace enfolding his lover in a tight feverish hold. Alec accepted the caress, quiet and reserved but there was a shy smile on his lips, feeding Magnus's hopes. Soon enough, Alec's eyes closed and he was drifting to sleep.

Unable to contain himself anymore, Magnus murmured lovingly in his boyfriend's ear while the sleeper filled the room with his light snores.

- "I love you, Alexander Lightwood..."

Magnus didn't think Alec heard him, he hoped so, but the shadowhunter sighed gently and buried his face deeper in his lover's chest, his arms closing strongly around Magnus's waist, as if he was relishing in the warlock's love for him.

The older man rested his head delicately onto the black locks of his boyfriend, sighing in bittersweet defeat. He loved Alec deeply but couldn't find hope within himself. His mind wandered to the previous days, his heart still fluttering in pain at Alec's remembered dismissal. How was he supposed to go through this? He had never thought Alec would become so important for him and now, he was stuck with his love for an 18 years old shadowhunter, probably still crushing on his 'brother', afraid of even acknowledging him while all Magnus wanted was to be Alec's first morning thought and the one who had the first place in his heart.

He could rejoiced in Jace's knowing about them but to be honest, he didn't care anymore. What he wanted was Alec's attention, Alec's careful worry, Alec's smiles and kisses... He wanted Alec's love. More than anything.

Magnus shut his eyes, choked by his misery, his throat constricting in sympathy, knowing they were far from having their heart's desire...

He was awaken by a shrilling sound. Foggy, he could hardly believe he had fell asleep. He vaguely heard Alec talking on the phone. Grunting, he snuggled deeper in his sheets, enjoying Alec's smell on them.

Quickly though, his lover was shaking him, requesting his attention. He opened his eyes and barely understood what Alec asked of him.

Nonetheless, he still got up, dressed and followed his boyfriend in the cold night. Magnus Bane was in love and the day where he would refused Alexander Lightwood hadn't come yet. He would stand by his side, no matter the consequences.

Even if that meant ending brokenhearted.

Thanks for reading! I don't have any questions right now (as I'm really tired) and also because we're now at half through CoG and the action if coming around the corner with less Malec moments, unfortunately. I will try my best to keep this entertaining and give you a story worth reading. Although, if you want, you can let me know if you enjoyed answering the questions or if you didn't like it! Thanks :D