( magnus breathes out a shuddering breath when he feels alec's turn, kissing him with the same heat and intensity, as if encouraging him, as if wanting to draw even more pleasure to him. hearing his name said like that... it sends a shiver down his spine, the best kind of shiver. he'll treasure that sound forever.
he should clean them up, but magnus' mouth is trailing kisses at the corner of alec's lips, along his jaw, slow and tender. he's not entirely recovered himself, feeling weak-limbed and out of breath, but not yet pulling away from alec, not yet rolling aside. )
You're perfect, ( he whispers instead, right against alec's skin. )
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he should clean them up, but magnus' mouth is trailing kisses at the corner of alec's lips, along his jaw, slow and tender. he's not entirely recovered himself, feeling weak-limbed and out of breath, but not yet pulling away from alec, not yet rolling aside. )
You're perfect, ( he whispers instead, right against alec's skin. )