( alec manages to draw another soft chuckle from magnus, followed by a little gasp of surprise at being tugged closer like this. not that he minds in the least — if alec wants to be a bit rougher, magnus is not going to complain. the proximity causes a contact that makes magnus' breath hitch. he can feel alec, and it's not the first time they do this nor is it the last but it's still a wonder to have this effect on each other, to see evidence of alec wanting these things with him.
the sound that leaves magnus when alec's hand wraps around him is like he's melting. a slow, low moan, his eyes fluttering closed for just a moment before re-opening again. he wants to see alec. forehead to forehead, all he can see is alec. he shifts closer, inadvertently pushing into alec's hand a little. this time it's alec's name he says breathlessly.
being this close doesn't leave much room for him to touch alec in return the way he'd like, but for a moment he lets his free hand roam, over the hair on alec's chest, against a nipple, up to grasp at his shoulder and then let his palm slide down along his arm. appreciating each inch of skin, shifting his hips again in the hopes he can provide alec a little contact too. he wants him to feel good, even if this heady feeling is making it hard to think beyond the warmth of alec's fingers around him, his hair tickling at his forehead, his own heart beating loud and fast, and alec's eyes, the most beautiful he's ever seen.
he's forgotten all about earlier, all about the thoughts that had made him want to drown in alcohol for the night. alec came as if to his rescue, threw him a lifesaver that he grabbed onto instead. it feels like it happens a lot. maybe when alec doesn't even realize. he's saving magnus, again and again, giving him the type of love he never thought he deserved and making him feel like maybe, just maybe, he actually does. )
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the sound that leaves magnus when alec's hand wraps around him is like he's melting. a slow, low moan, his eyes fluttering closed for just a moment before re-opening again. he wants to see alec. forehead to forehead, all he can see is alec. he shifts closer, inadvertently pushing into alec's hand a little. this time it's alec's name he says breathlessly.
being this close doesn't leave much room for him to touch alec in return the way he'd like, but for a moment he lets his free hand roam, over the hair on alec's chest, against a nipple, up to grasp at his shoulder and then let his palm slide down along his arm. appreciating each inch of skin, shifting his hips again in the hopes he can provide alec a little contact too. he wants him to feel good, even if this heady feeling is making it hard to think beyond the warmth of alec's fingers around him, his hair tickling at his forehead, his own heart beating loud and fast, and alec's eyes, the most beautiful he's ever seen.
he's forgotten all about earlier, all about the thoughts that had made him want to drown in alcohol for the night. alec came as if to his rescue, threw him a lifesaver that he grabbed onto instead. it feels like it happens a lot. maybe when alec doesn't even realize. he's saving magnus, again and again, giving him the type of love he never thought he deserved and making him feel like maybe, just maybe, he actually does. )