Malec - One Shots.

Bed time troubles. { part three. }

last time;

Magnus on the other hand was a writhing mess of every emotion possible. His body slick with sweat and his breathing ragged and uneven. How the hell could someone bring him to this? He knew exactly how. Alec. Shaking his head and collapsing into the pillow he sighed a breath of relief, feeling sated – but not for long.

"Now it's your turn big boy..."

now;

Whenever they fuck, Magnus' mind was brought alive. His thoughts rummaged through years of emotions and he always tried to decipher what it was his body was feeling but sometimes it was difficult. Love and lust are like identical twins, similar on the outside and often mistaken for one another. But on the inside, there is a world of difference.

 One is the jangle down your neck when you meet their eyes, the entrapment of your heart from the moment you meet, the locking of eyes across a crowded room. The other is the warm smile that spreads across your face when you see them, the fresh spring that awakens in your heart when they laugh, the amazed wonder you feel when they come up with something new, and amazing.

He was always told it was the latter that was worth his time but sometimes love came with lust - a package. But it wasn't often that occured, they're known as soulmates. That was what Alec was, his soul mate. 

Sometimes Magnus' failed to show how much he appreciated what they had, how much he appreciated Alec but other times it was all he ever thought about. No matter how hard he tried it wouldn't slip his mind, this was one of these moments. 

How could his emotions take a back seat, especially not when Alec is curled before him, on his elbows and knees on the white sheets of their bed. Alec' forehead is resting on his interlocked hands, almost like in prayer, but there is nothing holy about the breathless noises he's making, or the way he spreads his legs when Magnus pushes in.

There's a soft sound, almost a sigh, as Alec loosens his muscles and Magnus surges forward, sliding in as smooth as melted butter until his hips hit the back of Alec' thighs.

They both seem to groan in sync, yet the noises where of different pitches - like they were harmonizing choir.

Alec was never one for loud screams or the throwing limbs around in wild pleasure but quiet arousal, dick hanging heavy and red between his legs, then stiffening further in Magnus' hand when he thrusted shallowly a few times.

He knew Alec hadn't participated in sexual interacctions for the same amount of time he hadn't. With business always calling they didn't have much time for extra curriculum activities.

Therefore Magnus knew it wouldn't take either of them long and so began thrusting harder yet not too fast as he tried to draw out the intrusion and let his partner relax. Alec's breathing was uneven already, and it was a turn on to say the least. He wanted more, and he wanted it now.

His thrusts grew in both pace and intensity.

They needed this.

No more torture, just pleasure.

"Shit, you're...uhh." Magnus murmured, holding back a groan, his lips against Alec's neck. His thrusts had grown to a steady pace making his hands shiver as he traced Alec's ribs and stomach. 

Alec's hands stretched then grasped the material tightly across the linen bedding. They twitched and shook, unsure of anything but the glorious pleasure.

"Harder.." Alec demanded, in a wrecked voice. When Magnus complied he makes a light, raspy sound that could only be described as feminine. "Please..." He added one word which turned his demand into a request, although it was delayed Magnus understood what he meant. He needed release.

He groans, shoulders rolling restlessly, and there's another surge of pleasure from deep within Magnus as he's pulled closer to the edge, inch by inch.

Breathing heavily, he held on to his sanity as much as possible.

Magnus' mind was working like dials, turning like clockwork complying the different sparks from each and every nerve ending. It was as if he were attached to a live wire. That's his cue to press his knees down and snap his hips harder.

He gasps, one hand working Alec's hardened member while the other was holding onto his side as if to let go would mean the end of them. beads of sweat began building in all the small nooks of Alec's body, his neck, the curve of his nose, the dip in his spine.

It was erotic.

Another moan erupted from the warlocks lips.

Fuck, he was enjoying this too much. Barely hanging on anymore, his hips started snapping and his head threw itself back in pleasure.

Magnus bent low over him, hand sliding up from the side of his body into Alec's thick and jet black hair, fingers curling and then pulling so that the shadowhunter's head is drawn back at an angle allowing Magnus more access. He bites and kisses the naked skin and hisses a profanity causing the thick air to be sliced in two.

"Oh.." Alec groans, whole body shuddering.

There was a silence before Alec came, an orgasm so strong it wouldn't stand a chance in the mundane world. That may have been slightly because of Magnus' magic but it raised the good to amazing and the amazing to extreme.

Magnus kept pummeling, not stopping to let Alec ride out his climax - instead he drove himself to infinity. His lips parted and gasping for air.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Every muscle within his body clenched and silently screamed. The cussing became a chant until he came within Alec, his eyes tightly scrunched up and his fists in balls to try conatin the pleasure that had his toes curling. The burning sensation was almost too much, but it was addictive like the worst kind of drug however it couldn't be bought only felt.

Alec's come was splayed across the - now dirty - sheets and Magnus' was buried deep inside his lover.

It was always a chore to open his eyes after such an act, his body shakily returning to normal. The warlock held a small smirk upon his face as his limp dick slid out of Alec. His finger reached inside and scooped up some of the hot cum, then he took some of Alec's from on the bed and mixed them. His middle and index finger, coated in white goo, were dragged slowly across Magnus' naked body and into his mouth where he sucked them cleaned.

Cat eyes gleaming like no one else was around, and the edges of his lips turned up - what more could he do to look so damn sexy? Alec laid his head back on the bed and reached for his partners chin.

Magnus moved closer to let him slide his hands across the tan skin then hook behind Magnus' ear. A few milliseconds later and they were kissing - lips melting together and tongues in a war. A passionate end to the delightful evening.

"Guess what?" Alec murmured, catching his breath.

"What?"

"The Bed didn't break." He smiled against his lips and they continued until the first glimpses of morning light slipped through the gap in the curtains.

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