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Bedtime stories 7 - The Rocking Chair

Summary:

Magnus-Peru-chaos-naked-5th wedding anniversary-shameless moaning...
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Notes:

So it all started on May 6th. I was buried in work and didn't want to write any wedding anniversary story at all. Then I remembered I had a really tiny fic I wrote last year and only posted on Instagram. 170 words. I swear, I just wanted to add a little narrative to it. That's when the chaos started, my brain cells took over and it turned into something completely different than it was originally. I'll post the original in the end so you can see what happens when my mind goes haywire. But what can I do? These two men are driving me crazy.

NOTES 2: This has been on AO3 for a while. But I'll try to post everything on this site as well, because I know some of you read me only here. Still, if you want to see everything up to date, you can find me on the other site under the name:  mandulabogesz.

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So it happened that Magnus had to make an emergency trip to Peru before their 5th wedding anniversary. Although he wasn't eager to go to Peru, and given the known facts, Peru didn't welcome him either, as he was banned for life. But because of a crucial matter that only he could solve, they had to contact him and ask him to come as only his skills could solve the damned situation.

Yes, you heard right, Peru begged Magnus to enter the country. Magnus didn't accept the invitation easily, if only because on the one hand he enjoyed being begged, and also he was really excited about their 5th wedding anniversary. But Alec assured him that he could go, that he'd keep everything under control and promised him that he wouldn't burn the dinner this time. But if he did, he wouldn't order pizza like last year, but would think of something more fancy. Not that he's a big specialist in fancy things, but in the worst case, he's got Izzy to help him out.

The truth is that this didn't really convince Magnus, because although his husband was getting better at cooking, ... no, I'm kidding...what a shame, he was just as bad a cook as his sister Izzy. Okay, maybe a little better, and he tried so hard.

So Magnus thought about it a lot. On the one hand because he didn't want to celebrate their anniversary with a burnt meal or a take-away pizza. Yes, you're right when you say, dear reader, that he can summon anything, a royal dinner is really not a problem for him. But it is not that simple. Because he didn't want to ruin his husband's efforts and enthusiasm by telling him the food he prepared for him was crap. On the other hand, his schedule was so tight. He was supposed to be back on the evening of their anniversary. Which is fine, but you never know what might come up. I mean, he's going to Peru... you never know, right?

At the same time, there was that little devil sitting on his left shoulder, whispering in his ear non-stop. "Now's your chance to do it again. It was so much fun."

And on his other shoulder sat the ghost of Ragnor, dangling his legs and whispering in his right ear: "Magnus, if you dare to go out to the Nazca Lines again and dangle your bare ass, what bare ass, your bare dick there, I swear I will haunt you for eternity."

So Magnus was thinking. The temptation was strong... then a devilish little smile appeared at the corner of his lips, he packed his suitcase, kissed his husband so long and deep that after a while they were both panting naked in their bed after the intense pleasure. Luckily, he had his magic to clean himself, fix his outfit and make-up in no time. He blew a last kiss on his naked husband's lips and entered the portal.