The Course Of First Love (And High School Crushes)

Chapter 4

"We can't sleep like this," Magnus mumbled.

"I don't like this bed," Alec looked at Magnus as he got up.

"Try my side. Either way, we're moving that cupboard that's in the middle, so we can push them together," Magnus said, pointing his fingers at the small brown nightstand dividing the two beds.

Alec nodded and moved, so Magnus could remove the nightstand. Alec pushed the beds together and helped Magnus move the nightstand to the side.

"There." He grinned at the arrangement, hands resting on his hips.

Alec smiled and sat down on the bed Magnus had been occupying earlier.

"We can sleep on my bed if you don't like that one," Magnus suggested as he lay down beside Alec.

Alec laid down and stretched out his legs next to Magnus's, putting his head in the crook of Magnus's neck, deeply inhaling the scent he was addicted to.

"You smell nice." Alec's cheeks burned at the confession.

"Yeah, you've told me," Magnus's voice was almost flat as if he wasn't sure of how to respond, followed by a moment of silence until Alec could feel Magnus's muscles move under him, "Thanks, I guess." The smile audible in Magnus's voice warmed Alec's heart.

His warm skin was illuminated by the strong light coming from the ceiling. Alec wanted to touch more of it, so he brushed his nose over the small patch of skin between Magnus's neck and shoulder, dragging his slightly parted lips over his collarbone in the process. Alec closed his eyes and stopped moving.

A feeling of complete bliss took over him and he never wanted to leave that position. He licked his lips and softly pressed a gentle kiss to the juncture of Magnus's neck, a touch intimate as worship. Magnus kept quiet, almost as if nothing had happened. Suddenly, Alec got pushed off Magnus and rolled onto his back. Magnus's knees came around each side of Alec's thighs as Magnus leaned over him with hands supporting his weight on each side of Alec's head.

"We should get ready for bed. My parents will hear if we continue talking," Magnus grinned like the Cheshire cat, his eyes searching for something in Alec's deep hazel.

Alec started opening his mouth, trying to form a response, but nothing came out so he nodded, lost between the captivating golden brown of Magnus's eyes and the luscious pink of his lips. His mind wasn't concentrated on the words that were formed by that beautiful mouth, but more on the fact that Magnus was hovering over him.

"C'mon." Magnus grabbed Alec's hand and pulled him upright into a seated position with Magnus snuggly sitting on top of him, their faces now inches apart.

Alec smiled awkwardly at their position, acutely aware of their chests touching. His eyes searched Magnus's nervously but Magnus seemed completely calm. At that moment, as if to answer Alec's unspoken question, Magnus ground his hips into Alec's, giggling while he quickly hopped off the bed and went into the bathroom. Alec's breathing was ragged, his heart pounding in his chest like it was trying to jump out, and his hand instinctively came out to massage his chest in soothing circles. Fuck.

Alec's jeans were tight and his underwear was sticking to him. There was no way in hell Alec could show his face in front of Magnus in his current situation so when Magnus finally got out, Alec took his turn and hastily went in, ignoring Magnus and going around him as best as he could. Alec took his clothes off and entered the shower. Not even three minutes later he was already out and dressed in soft grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt. For some reason, he felt like he needed to use every second of his time with Magnus as best as he could.