( 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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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. )