( when alec moves, even as slowly as he is, magnus inhales sharply. so sharply it might as well have been a moan, in reality. it feels incredible, always, but every time it's like the first time, every time is a little bit magic. with alec everything feels like magic.
it's hard to think about anything at all except moving, except touching and kissing alec until they're both sticky with sweat and can say nothing but each other's names, clutching at each other. but he manages, with a playful little quirk of his lips, even. )
Never been better, ( he says in a breathy exhale. to showcase as much, he keeps both hands planted on alec's chest and rolls his hips too, matching the slowness alec set at first, but then going a little faster, eyes closing for a second or two, brow furrowed in concentration and pleasure. when he opens them again they land on alec's, and it's like an electric shock. he feels his magic reacting to how affected he is, like electricity wandering over his skin. when he next moans, it's a low, desperate version of alec's name. )
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it's hard to think about anything at all except moving, except touching and kissing alec until they're both sticky with sweat and can say nothing but each other's names, clutching at each other. but he manages, with a playful little quirk of his lips, even. )
Never been better, ( he says in a breathy exhale. to showcase as much, he keeps both hands planted on alec's chest and rolls his hips too, matching the slowness alec set at first, but then going a little faster, eyes closing for a second or two, brow furrowed in concentration and pleasure. when he opens them again they land on alec's, and it's like an electric shock. he feels his magic reacting to how affected he is, like electricity wandering over his skin. when he next moans, it's a low, desperate version of alec's name. )