War of Hearts

Elastic Heart

  Alec let out a soft gasp as the warlock kissed down his throat. Quickly Magnus yanked the shirt over the shadow hunter's head, continuing to trail kisses down his body, leaving love bites here and there. His tongue swirling around Alec's nipple momentarily.
"M-Magnus" he purred gripping the warlock's hair. He gave a harsh yank as the pleasure shot through him.
There was not a single thought of regret or insecurity. No. He wanted it. He wanted to be caressed and licked and taken in ways that he couldn't even envision. He wanted to do and try everything.
"Are you sure?" Magnus muttered softly. "That you want to..."
"Yes." Alec managed breathlessly.
Magnus knew he had to be going crazy, to come back to the institute with Alec. What on earth or heaven, or hell was he thinking? What on earth or heaven or hell was Alec thinking? That no one was here right now?
Maybe the reason they did this- maybe the reason they came back here was for the excitement. For the underlying danger. The possibility of getting caught?
Why? That was just irresponsible. Then it hit Magnus.
Alec was doing something completely new to him... Alien even. It had nothing to do with danger. It only had to do with comfort.
He knew it here- he knew this room. He could touch and do things and not feel like he had no right to it.
So for this new act, this change- All he wanted was to start it with familiarity.
Alec crushed his lips to Magnus' wanting that sweet feeling. Closeness. Trust...
Tongues caressing, lips parted and soft moans intertwining.
So close.
"Magnus please" Alec begged, wanting to be one. Wanting to get that far.
Magnus had no desire to play games, ordinarily he might have told him to beg, or been cheeky and kinky- tonight called for a different response.
He nodded slowly, tugging off the Shadow hunter's pants, then his own, sliding between his legs. They locked eyes, breathing heavy.
"Alexander." Magnus whispered lips nearly touching again.
Alec knew the affection in his voice. He gently touched Magnus' cheek.
"I love you, Alexander." He said this almost firmly. As if promising Alec that he was driven with love- not lust.
"I- love you too." He answered feeling overwhelmed. Not in a bad way. His eyes shone bright full of life, full of love... brimming with tears.
Magnus caught one as it slipped down his face. He was quite confused at Alec's expression. It screamed that he loved Magnus- it screamed that he needed him, but the tears?

"I just can't have you." He said finally.
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Alec hadn't been feeling well... at least, that's what he told everyone who asked.
Occasionally he'd feel it, that pang of distress... shooting through his body. He'd feel the tears welling and he'd look away from anyone near him, hating himself.
He wiped quickly at a tear as it escaped. He should have known better- he had to have known better.
"Alec?" Isabelle sat in front of him, leaning to see his face when he turned it away. "you're not sick."
Alec shook his head. "I am – it's just – my stomach it hurts.. and... "
"No. Alec." She insisted. "what happened?"
"I don't know what you mean" he replied trying to turn cold to her compassion.
"Alec... don't do this to yourself..."

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"And another one bites the dust. Oh why can I not conquer love? And I might have thought that we were one, wanted to fight this war without weapons. And I wanted it, I wanted it bad but there were so many red flags"
Magnus sang along, wondering if Alec felt this pain too. The music spoke to him, more than usual tonight. He wondered what Alec did right now- trained? Tried hard to keep training, focusing, no obsessing over his fitness and his strength. He needed to keep busy too. Magnus knew he couldn't have down time right now. He might do something stupid... like call Alec. Beg him. Make it harder on them both...
He took a deep breath and began to dance. He was always good at it anyway.
Well, I've got thick skin and an elastic heart, But your blade—it might be too sharp. I'm like a rubber band until you pull too hard.
It had been a while- since he moved with such distinct purpose, since he threw himself from room to room, music blaring above all else.
Chairman followed him around, almost as if attempting to dance with him, well as lazily as possible of course.
And I will stay up through the night..And let's be clear, won't close my eyes.
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"Alec will you just talk to us?" Jace called through the door.
"Please?!" Isabelle added. "Come on... We hate when you're like this... and you're obviously not okay!"
"He's sick." Maryse snapped as she passed by them. "Stop harassing him."
"He's not sick!" Isabelle argued crossing her arms.
Her mother spun to look at her, arms crossed over her chest. "No- you're right- he's in bed all day because he's lazy! That's like Alec isn't it?"
"Mom he's depressed!"
"He's fine." She replied in a tone which showed she was finished arguing with Isabelle. "Now go."
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Alec lifted his phone after the 20th text from Jace.
"Alec."
"Alec."
"Hey."
"Dude."
"Call your boyfriend"
"Also Isabelle told me about you and Magnus"
"She had no choice"
"Come on- call him-"
"Did he break up with you?"
"IF he broke up with you I'll break his legs."
Then a picture of Chairman meow.
"We have kidnapped your warlock- you have 24 hours to retrieve him."
"He's not my warlock" Alec texted back.
"You're responsible for him" Jace answered.
"No. I am not."
"I beg to differ... I think you should get over here soon- he's getting restless."
"You're really by him?!"
"Yeah.. how else did I get the cat picture?"
"Isabelle probably sent it to you"
There was a few minutes before another picture was sent. This was of Magnus, looking quite irritated and tied to a kitchen chair.
"Untie him Jace."
"Make me."
"Come on Jace don't do this."

Alec waited about 20 minute before he tried calling, right to voicemail. He then began to harass Isabelle... again to voicemail. He grabbed his usual grey hoodie and faded jeans. Of course they were going to force him to do this... didn't everyone? Didn't everyone just tell him what to do? And force him to bend to their will. His mother, Jace, Isabelle...
But not Magnus. No. Magnus encouraged him to decide for himself. He was the only one who even cared how he felt.
Alec snuck past his parents and out the door, hands trembling with rage. If he could just never come home, he would – he'd keep walking- past Jace, past Isabelle, past Magnus. He'd walk off to whatever came his way- just kept going- and not stopping.

But this was real life- and Alec knew he couldn't just "walk off". So he headed to Magnus' house, prepared to fight if he had to.