( The question alone is almost enough to send Alec over the edge. All he can manage is a nod, not trusting himself to speak.
A tiny voice in the back of his head was worrying that he wouldn’t know what he was doing, that he would do something wrong or mess something up. But with the sound of Magnus’ utterly wrecked voice and the look in his eyes...any doubts were quickly forgotten. He wanted Magnus so bad he was aching with it. Besides everything they’ve done together has been nothing short of amazing. They fought beside each other just as passionately and devastatingly as they made love. No one could see the two of them together and think they weren’t made for one another. )
( if magnus wasn't so wrecked himself he could get a thrill out of alec being at a loss, but he really is not faring much better at all. now that alec has nodded he needs this with an overpowering intensity. it takes a lot of will power to not simply shift on his knees, snap his fingers, and get to it. he does move, as if about to do just that, but his hand wraps around alec, unable to hide the way his breathing shifts at feeling him so hard. he makes use of that willpower again to ask one more question. )
Here? Bed? ( that's about as much as he can muster. the air is charged, magnus now filled with a bit more urgency, with a fervent sort of heat. he wants alec. it's all he can think of. his hand on alec is almost reverent, gentle, not wanting alec to be too close to the end just yet. )
( Alec has to clear his head for a moment. He has to bring himself down or this will all be over much too quickly. It’s hard to even think right now though with Magnus shifting on top of him. Magnus’ fingers wrapped around him aren’t helping either and the sound that falls from Alec’s lips is nothing short of obscene.
He curses softly, eyes fluttering closed for just a moment as he chases the heat of Magnus’ hand. A part of him wants to take Magnus right here, just like this in spite of the couch being a little awkward to maneuver. But the more rational part of his mind that still exists somewhere wants to get Magnus into bed. He wants to look up at Magnus and see him fall apart, he wants to give as good as he gets and leave Magnus blissed out and spent on the sheets beside him. )
( bed it is. magnus wastes no time, clambering off of alec with only some difficulty. he takes hold of alec's hand to help tug him to a standing position. he can't help but kiss him, a hand at the back of his neck, open mouthed and slick and maybe, just maybe, adding a little extra to the noise he lets out just to rile alec up a little bit. he starts walking them backward, other hand grabbing onto alec's hip. it's not very practical, but there's no way he can stop touching alec right now, no way he can let go of him entirely. each kiss is breathless and heated, even when he bumps into a piece of furniture and lets out a sound that can only be described as a giggle.
he'll think later he could have opened a portal and pushed them through it to land onto the bed, but right now his thoughts are following one single track, and it's near impossible to think of anything but how it will feel to have alec inside him soon.
so he just moves fast, tugging alec along, an urgency to his kisses and the hold he has on alec. when he drops onto the bed, he pulls alec down with him. )
( It took longer for them to get to the bedroom than it should have with Alec stumbling over his previously discarded boots on the floor and trying and failing to navigate the furniture. He has to laugh when they bump into the side of a chair. They are both so caught up, so drunk on each other they can’t take their hands off each other even for a second. When Magnus giggles, honest to god giggles, Alec thinks he can’t possibly love him any more than at that moment.
When they finally get to the bedroom, Alec can’t help but to push Magnus up against the door, crowding into his space, pinning him there with his body. The kiss that follows is the kind that Alec will be thinking about long after it’s over. It’s messy and desperate and he wants Magnus, wants this so bad it hurts. It’s all he can do not to hoist Magnus up in his arms and take him right there against the door.
They somehow make it to the bed though and Alec’s smile lights up his whole face when Magnus tugs him down onto the golden sheets beside him. The sheets are cool and soft against his skin, familiar. He has spent so many nights here this bed, this place was starting to feel more like home than the institute.
With a small huff, he collapses back onto the mattress, all long limbs and Shadowhunter grace. )
( that kiss against the door leaves magnus even dizzier and more breathless than before. the second they land on the bed, he's climbing over alec to straddle him, hands running up his stomach to his chest, ducking his head to catch alec's lips with his own again. it's a hungry, deep kiss filled with heat but still conveying how loved alec is, magnus' hands moving along his skin like he's mapping out every inch. there's a thousand butterflies in magnus' stomach, which is so silly, something he thought he'd not experience again, but alec fills him with this eagerness and this nervous anticipation and this excitement and this happiness, too.
the flutters in his stomach intensify as he rolls forward a bit, perfect friction causing sparks all along his spine. he would do it again, but they have other matters to attend to, don't they? he eases back from the kiss, raising a hand, ready to gesture and call upon his magic. )
Mind if I skip a step? ( he really doesn't have the fortitude for the preparation. he doesn't think either of them would last too long touching each other while it happened, but most of all he doesn't want to wait more to have alec inside him. he can sense alec wants this badly too, with the same kind of strained urgency. )
( Normally, Alec would have minded. Normally, Alec would have loved to take his time getting Magnus prepared for him, working him open slowly, drawing every little gasp and moan. He wants to worship Magnus the way he deserves. But there will be time for that. They can spend countless nights learning each other’s bodies again and again. Now is not one of those times. Right now, Alec knows they both need this. They need this more than they both probably even realize right now. Magnus has given Alec a chance at life. Because of him, Alec has the courage to be himself and to let himself be happy. He wants to give Magnus the world.
Besides, watching Magnus work his magic isn’t exactly a turn off. )
( they both enjoy the foreplay and making each other melt slowly but right now it feels like too much, and magnus wants to get to the main act. desperately so. needily so. greedily. not an hour ago magnus had been afraid alec would tell him it was too much, that his immortality made them impossible. his heart is full of relief and love of an intensity that can't be shared or expressed with words. he has to show alec, has to feel him, so they both can make this promise to enjoy every day they have together with their bodies as well as with their words.
he summons magic to his hand, blue flame that crackles, and does a fluid gesture with a flick of his wrist. he lets out a gasp at the sensation, fingers pressing into alec's chest for a second. it might be something he's done with magic before, but with how much he anticipates the moment they're joined as one, everything is two-fold.
he shifts up, reaches behind him with a hand to hold alec steady, and starts guiding him inside him. he goes slowly, in spite of his urgency. his expression is one of pure bliss, and he's not breathing at all, holding it in until he's flush against alec's hips again. he groans, tense from trying not to move just yet, on fire from how perfect this feels. )
Okay? ( a whispered worked, sounding more than a little wrecked, tenderness seeping into it as his hand rubs a slow circle over the hair on alec's chest. )
( Alec nods and exhales slowly. It’s all he can manage for a moment while he tries to find his voice. Magnus feels so good. All tight heat and wandering hands. It takes everything in him not to move his hips as Magnus settles. He’s still so new to this, he worries about hurting him. But one look at Magnus’ face tells Alec he’s definitely not hating this right now. )
I’m better than okay. ( He finally manages to answer, voice heavy and thick with desire. Alec rocks his hips slowly, torturously slow at first, letting Magnus adjust and reveling in how incredible this feels. After what felt like much too long, he finally, finally gets to have Magnus all to himself and show him without words how much this means to him. He has to bite back a moan when he speaks next and his voice is a little shaky but he has to make sure Magnus is okay first. )
( 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. )
Sorry for the delay! I was away for the weekend and unexpectedly didn’t have any service :(
( Alec has always been in awe of Magnus. Not only of his incredible power and control but of his bravery and selflessness. Alec has seen again and again what Magnus will do to protect those he cares about. It touches something deep inside of Alec. Maybe because he’s the same, two sides of the same coin. But seeing him now, like this, he’s the most incredible thing Alec has ever seen. They give so much for others but this, this is for them alone.
Alec doesn’t look away from Magnus’ face, not wanting to miss a moment. He matches Magnus’ pace with the roll of his hips and then, with a desperate curse, his fingers find purchase on Magnus’ hips and he rocks faster, shifts and thrusts even deeper, Magnus’ name just a breathless moan on his lips. He never wants this moment to end. They are so in sync with each other, bodies connected, breath mingling with every pant and moan, it’s like every time Magnus meets Alec’s thrusts, it sets his nerve endings on fire. The warmth spreads from his toes to his stomach, curling there, building and growing until he’s trembling from it, chasing the heat and pleasure with every desperate thrust. )
its no problem at all!! i hope you had a nice weekend in spite of having no service ;u;
( all magnus can think of is how perfect this feels, how these heated touches and breathless moans sound like they were made for their ears only, how he never wants to have to let alec go again. they really are the same in a lot of ways, under the surface. both of them will do anything for the people they love, and both of them love so, so deeply. magnus is experiencing it now, the way alec holds onto him and moves with him, every little sound he makes. it takes magnus' breath away. and when they move together just right, alec moving deeper, it shows. it's a little like the air is punched out of him as near blinding pleasure fills him, fingernails digging into alec's shoulders as he tries to keep holding himself up on trembling arms.
he's got enough strength to do so, but alec is making him feel so good it's taking everything so he doesn't collapse onto him. heated affirmations escape him as he seeks that same heat again, tension and pleasure building up, coiling tightly as they move together with desperation. he's already close, but he makes no effort to delay it, doesn't quiet the yeses and alexanders that spill from his mouth. )
Thank you! I’m glad I have service again :) I hope you had a good weekend too!
( Every sound Magnus makes spurs Alec on, driving his hips forward again and again and brings Alec that much closer to the edge. The only sounds in the room are their bodies meeting, skin against skin and their gasps and moans filling the silence of Magnus’ room.
Alec’s fingernails are leaving crescent shaped marks on Magnus’ hips as he urges him closer, holding him there so he can hit the same spot, the one that has Magnus trembling and falling apart over and over. Words of encouragement fall from his kiss swollen lips and Alec reaches between them and takes Magnus in his hand, stroking him in time with the thrust of his hips. )
I CAN IMAGINE i would feel the same!! and thank you, i did!! :D
( the determined way alec moves and holds him in place create fireworks. it's intense and wonderful and his hand around him only adds to that, bringing magnus from close to right there, on that sharp edge, teetering over. it crashes over him in an instant. his arms give out and he falls forward, forearm next to alec's head, fingers seeking dark hair to bury into, pressing his forehead against alec's as his movement become erratic and stuttered and pleasure takes over completely.
he comes undone with a cry, hips still rolling over alec as that sound is followed by a gasp of alec's name. it feels like wave after wave after wave, making a mess of alec's hand and stomach but thinking of nothing but how good and perfect and special this is. )
( Alec can feel Magnus, spilling hot over his hand and stomach, he can feel Magnus shaking with his release and he doesn’t let go, stroking him through it until he’s finished. Alec isn’t far behind.
Magnus’ name is a wrecked, desperate sound on his lips. It’s a cry, a plea, a prayer and he surges forward to kiss Magnus, heated and messy and his legs are trembling as he thrusts one, two, three times erratically and when it hits him, it’s a white hot, blinding pleasure and he comes with a soft cry that’s swallowed between them in the kiss.
It takes a few moments to come down, to ride out the waves of aftershock. His clean hand slides up Magnus’ back and he buries his fingers into soft black hair not trusting himself to speak just yet. )
( 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. )
( It takes Alec a moment to gather himself. His heart is racing in his chest and he feels shaky and weak but wholly and utterly satisfied. The words Magnus whispers against his skin, you’re perfect, have Alec’s heart skipping a beat and lodging itself somewhere in his throat. He feels genuinely happy as he so rarely does and it’s overwhelming. His chest feels tight with emotion and he lets out an unsteady breath. Alec’s voice, when he can speak isn’t much better. )
Not even close. Not compared to you. That was... ( His voice trails off as he tries to think of a word to describe what just happened between them. He turns his head slightly, lips pressed reverently against Magnus’ temple. The word “magic” comes to mind. He wants to say it was like Magnus was using his magic, everything enhanced and electric but he knew it wasn’t magic, not the warlock kind anyway. That was the two of them and a testament to what they had, what they were to each other. Still magic maybe, in a different sense.
Instead, Alec says the only words that seem to matter, what he knows to be absolutely true beyond any shadow of a doubt. )
( it really is magical, between them. even with his body feeling so weak, magnus' magic feels alive under his skin, revived, reawakened. it's always there, but the intensity of his emotions and the sensations they just shared seem to have light it's match. he feels so very alive, and loved, and closer to alec than anyone he's ever been. )
Like magic? ( he looks a tiny little bit pleased with himself, but mostly he's just... filled with joy. he's never happier than he is around alec. holding himself up on that forearm, he looks in alec's eyes, his own glowing slightly. )
I love you too, Alexander. ( his hand leaves alec's hair, brushing it back from his sorta sticky forehead with a little smile and pressing a kiss there.
then he's shifting away, breath hitching at the loss of alec inside him, but quickly waving a hand to clean them both up, settling against alec again, tugging his arm around his own shoulders and hooking his leg over alec's as he settles half on his side, half leaning onto him. he nuzzles against alec shoulder a bit, his breathing finally returning to something akin to normal, snuggling close to the man he loves. )
( Even when the majority of people around Alec didn’t understand him, Magnus did. It was like he could read Alec’s mind and finish his thoughts even when he was at a loss for words. )
Yeah, just like magic. ( He chuckles, still a little breathless. When Magnus settles against him, Alec tightens his arm around him and tugs him closer already missing the proximity from just a few minutes ago. He wishes they could always exist like this, in this little bubble where the rest of the world doesn’t exist and it’s just the two of them. )
Please. I’m hardly amazing. Not compared to you. ( He’s playing. Mostly. But underneath his light and playful tone there is a hint of the truth. He’s not fishing for compliments. Alec is a man of few words so when he speaks he says what he means. Magnus is the most incredible, amazing man he’s ever met for so many reasons. It’s just a simple truth he believes wholeheartedly. )
But... ( He adds, before Magnus can argue, fingers tracing slow, lazy circles on Magnus’ shoulder. Magnus is pressed close, tucked perfectly against Alec’s side, legs tangled on the sheets and Alec thinks maybe they were made for each other. )
I couldn't, Alexander. ( he shakes his head against alec's shoulder. his fingers draw patterns on his chest. )
Your heart is always in the right place. ( it's part of why he loves alec so much. he's never met a shadowhunter like alec and never met anyone like alec. someone so dedicated to his work, so earnest, so eager to have everyone around him safe and taken care of. so ready to take on the responsibility for the safety and well being of others.
and someone who accepts him as he is. loves him so entirely for who he is. someone that makes magnus feel safe enough to tear all his walls down and does the same in return. when they're in private, together, it's like they're in a world of their own, but in that space they're both who they are at the core, stripped of everything else. )
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A tiny voice in the back of his head was worrying that he wouldn’t know what he was doing, that he would do something wrong or mess something up. But with the sound of Magnus’ utterly wrecked voice and the look in his eyes...any doubts were quickly forgotten. He wanted Magnus so bad he was aching with it. Besides everything they’ve done together has been nothing short of amazing. They fought beside each other just as passionately and devastatingly as they made love. No one could see the two of them together and think they weren’t made for one another. )
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Here? Bed? ( that's about as much as he can muster. the air is charged, magnus now filled with a bit more urgency, with a fervent sort of heat. he wants alec. it's all he can think of. his hand on alec is almost reverent, gentle, not wanting alec to be too close to the end just yet. )
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He curses softly, eyes fluttering closed for just a moment as he chases the heat of Magnus’ hand. A part of him wants to take Magnus right here, just like this in spite of the couch being a little awkward to maneuver. But the more rational part of his mind that still exists somewhere wants to get Magnus into bed. He wants to look up at Magnus and see him fall apart, he wants to give as good as he gets and leave Magnus blissed out and spent on the sheets beside him. )
Bed. Bed. Now.
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he'll think later he could have opened a portal and pushed them through it to land onto the bed, but right now his thoughts are following one single track, and it's near impossible to think of anything but how it will feel to have alec inside him soon.
so he just moves fast, tugging alec along, an urgency to his kisses and the hold he has on alec. when he drops onto the bed, he pulls alec down with him. )
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When they finally get to the bedroom, Alec can’t help but to push Magnus up against the door, crowding into his space, pinning him there with his body. The kiss that follows is the kind that Alec will be thinking about long after it’s over. It’s messy and desperate and he wants Magnus, wants this so bad it hurts. It’s all he can do not to hoist Magnus up in his arms and take him right there against the door.
They somehow make it to the bed though and Alec’s smile lights up his whole face when Magnus tugs him down onto the golden sheets beside him. The sheets are cool and soft against his skin, familiar. He has spent so many nights here this bed, this place was starting to feel more like home than the institute.
With a small huff, he collapses back onto the mattress, all long limbs and Shadowhunter grace. )
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the flutters in his stomach intensify as he rolls forward a bit, perfect friction causing sparks all along his spine. he would do it again, but they have other matters to attend to, don't they? he eases back from the kiss, raising a hand, ready to gesture and call upon his magic. )
Mind if I skip a step? ( he really doesn't have the fortitude for the preparation. he doesn't think either of them would last too long touching each other while it happened, but most of all he doesn't want to wait more to have alec inside him. he can sense alec wants this badly too, with the same kind of strained urgency. )
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Besides, watching Magnus work his magic isn’t exactly a turn off. )
Go ahead.
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he summons magic to his hand, blue flame that crackles, and does a fluid gesture with a flick of his wrist. he lets out a gasp at the sensation, fingers pressing into alec's chest for a second. it might be something he's done with magic before, but with how much he anticipates the moment they're joined as one, everything is two-fold.
he shifts up, reaches behind him with a hand to hold alec steady, and starts guiding him inside him. he goes slowly, in spite of his urgency. his expression is one of pure bliss, and he's not breathing at all, holding it in until he's flush against alec's hips again. he groans, tense from trying not to move just yet, on fire from how perfect this feels. )
Okay? ( a whispered worked, sounding more than a little wrecked, tenderness seeping into it as his hand rubs a slow circle over the hair on alec's chest. )
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I’m better than okay. ( He finally manages to answer, voice heavy and thick with desire. Alec rocks his hips slowly, torturously slow at first, letting Magnus adjust and reveling in how incredible this feels. After what felt like much too long, he finally, finally gets to have Magnus all to himself and show him without words how much this means to him. He has to bite back a moan when he speaks next and his voice is a little shaky but he has to make sure Magnus is okay first. )
You good?
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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. )
Sorry for the delay! I was away for the weekend and unexpectedly didn’t have any service :(
Alec doesn’t look away from Magnus’ face, not wanting to miss a moment. He matches Magnus’ pace with the roll of his hips and then, with a desperate curse, his fingers find purchase on Magnus’ hips and he rocks faster, shifts and thrusts even deeper, Magnus’ name just a breathless moan on his lips. He never wants this moment to end. They are so in sync with each other, bodies connected, breath mingling with every pant and moan, it’s like every time Magnus meets Alec’s thrusts, it sets his nerve endings on fire. The warmth spreads from his toes to his stomach, curling there, building and growing until he’s trembling from it, chasing the heat and pleasure with every desperate thrust. )
its no problem at all!! i hope you had a nice weekend in spite of having no service ;u;
he's got enough strength to do so, but alec is making him feel so good it's taking everything so he doesn't collapse onto him. heated affirmations escape him as he seeks that same heat again, tension and pleasure building up, coiling tightly as they move together with desperation. he's already close, but he makes no effort to delay it, doesn't quiet the yeses and alexanders that spill from his mouth. )
Thank you! I’m glad I have service again :) I hope you had a good weekend too!
Alec’s fingernails are leaving crescent shaped marks on Magnus’ hips as he urges him closer, holding him there so he can hit the same spot, the one that has Magnus trembling and falling apart over and over. Words of encouragement fall from his kiss swollen lips and Alec reaches between them and takes Magnus in his hand, stroking him in time with the thrust of his hips. )
I CAN IMAGINE i would feel the same!! and thank you, i did!! :D
he comes undone with a cry, hips still rolling over alec as that sound is followed by a gasp of alec's name. it feels like wave after wave after wave, making a mess of alec's hand and stomach but thinking of nothing but how good and perfect and special this is. )
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Magnus’ name is a wrecked, desperate sound on his lips. It’s a cry, a plea, a prayer and he surges forward to kiss Magnus, heated and messy and his legs are trembling as he thrusts one, two, three times erratically and when it hits him, it’s a white hot, blinding pleasure and he comes with a soft cry that’s swallowed between them in the kiss.
It takes a few moments to come down, to ride out the waves of aftershock. His clean hand slides up Magnus’ back and he buries his fingers into soft black hair not trusting himself to speak just yet. )
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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. )
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Not even close. Not compared to you. That was... ( His voice trails off as he tries to think of a word to describe what just happened between them. He turns his head slightly, lips pressed reverently against Magnus’ temple. The word “magic” comes to mind. He wants to say it was like Magnus was using his magic, everything enhanced and electric but he knew it wasn’t magic, not the warlock kind anyway. That was the two of them and a testament to what they had, what they were to each other. Still magic maybe, in a different sense.
Instead, Alec says the only words that seem to matter, what he knows to be absolutely true beyond any shadow of a doubt. )
Magnus, I love you.
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Like magic? ( he looks a tiny little bit pleased with himself, but mostly he's just... filled with joy. he's never happier than he is around alec. holding himself up on that forearm, he looks in alec's eyes, his own glowing slightly. )
I love you too, Alexander. ( his hand leaves alec's hair, brushing it back from his sorta sticky forehead with a little smile and pressing a kiss there.
then he's shifting away, breath hitching at the loss of alec inside him, but quickly waving a hand to clean them both up, settling against alec again, tugging his arm around his own shoulders and hooking his leg over alec's as he settles half on his side, half leaning onto him. he nuzzles against alec shoulder a bit, his breathing finally returning to something akin to normal, snuggling close to the man he loves. )
You really never cease to amaze me.
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Yeah, just like magic. ( He chuckles, still a little breathless. When Magnus settles against him, Alec tightens his arm around him and tugs him closer already missing the proximity from just a few minutes ago. He wishes they could always exist like this, in this little bubble where the rest of the world doesn’t exist and it’s just the two of them. )
Please. I’m hardly amazing. Not compared to you. ( He’s playing. Mostly. But underneath his light and playful tone there is a hint of the truth. He’s not fishing for compliments. Alec is a man of few words so when he speaks he says what he means. Magnus is the most incredible, amazing man he’s ever met for so many reasons. It’s just a simple truth he believes wholeheartedly. )
But... ( He adds, before Magnus can argue, fingers tracing slow, lazy circles on Magnus’ shoulder. Magnus is pressed close, tucked perfectly against Alec’s side, legs tangled on the sheets and Alec thinks maybe they were made for each other. )
I hope you never think less of me.
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Your heart is always in the right place. ( it's part of why he loves alec so much. he's never met a shadowhunter like alec and never met anyone like alec. someone so dedicated to his work, so earnest, so eager to have everyone around him safe and taken care of. so ready to take on the responsibility for the safety and well being of others.
and someone who accepts him as he is. loves him so entirely for who he is. someone that makes magnus feel safe enough to tear all his walls down and does the same in return. when they're in private, together, it's like they're in a world of their own, but in that space they're both who they are at the core, stripped of everything else. )