Behind closed doors (MALEC ONESHOT)

I want this Part 1

It was about 8 p.m at Magnus's apartment. Night had closed in all around the building and stars littered the New York sky. It reminded Magnus of one of Michaelangelo's paintings that had been painted but never deemed good enough. Personally, Magnus thought it was a wonderful creation painted by an equally wonderful painter, but sadly, he wasn't deemed fit to decide on the artistic aspect of painting in Italy no matter how hot he thought the painter was.

In the present, Magnus strolled around the space of his living room idly, twirling the talisman in his hand. He stopped after awhile and leant onto the side of his couch, gazing upon the talisman thoughtfully. He found that Alec Lightwood was entering his thoughts more and more these days and he wasn't really doing much to stop it. Magnus ran his thumb across the smooth metal and cloth of the object, his thoughts slipping back to earlier in the day when he'd recieved it.

"I got you something" Alec had told him, and thrusted the bag into Magnus's hands almost hurriedly.

Magnus couldnt help the disbelief that slipped into his voice as he asked, "Me?"

Alec looked dubious, "Yes you" He replied, with a hint of a smile, his blue eyes lighting up as they usually did when he smiled, a feature that Magnus adored.

"Open it" he had said, his tone slightly more insistant when Magnus continued to stare at the package. And so he did open it, discarding the bag and pulling out the small object inside.

"Its supposed to bring you luck and protection" Alec stated, with tinge of pride as he said it. Magnus found himself staring, not at the object but at the deep blue eyes of the wonderful man standing before him. A deep and weird fuzzy feeling erupted in his chest, something he hadnt felt in a long time.

He smiled, "Thank you, Alexander"

Alec's smile made his chest erupt into a flutter of butterflies.

Magnus sighed contentedly. It had been a long time since he'd felt his way. He slipped into memories again and came upon the memory of the day of Alec's to be marraige to Lydia.

'This is it. After all the searching. Here he is' He remembered thinking as Alec's lips crashed onto his and everyone and everything in the room seemed to melt away. The horrified stares he was recieving seemed trivial. All that mattered was Alec. Alec kissing him breathlessly. Alec holding onto him like it was life or death. The feel of Alec's coat underneath his fingertips. The sound of his heartbeat in sinc with the warlock's own.

His thoughts were disrupted by the distant ringing of his door bell.

"Hmm" He muttered to himself as he walked over to answer it.

Funny. I dont remember scheduling a meeting with anyone.

Then again, its probably just Jace.

Honestly, I thought Raphael would be the last annoying teenager in my apartment, but no....the blond bimbo's ten times worse.

But it wasnt Jace. It was Alec, his hair uncombed and messy as if he'd been running his fingers through it, a sign that Magnus had quickly picked up as one of the Shadowhunter's nervous ticks. Magnus's heart fluttered as it usually did when he saw the young Shadowhunter.

Alec stormed in with an unusual sense of urgency.

"Hey" Magnus greeted him casually, despite his slight confusion.

"Is Jace here?" Alec replied as he pulled off his jacket.

"No, he left hours ago" said Magnus, his confusion turning to worry. Alec coming over here at this time and acting like this could only mean bad news, "Is everything okay?"

Alec didnt reply instead Magnus was met with Alec's lips crashing against his, hungrily, before the words had even left his mouth. He staggered back a few steps back, in a slight daze as Alec's lips took over. His fingers carressed Magnus's jaw with a unfarmiliar passion. The warlock felt himself slipping away into the kiss as he always did with Alec. But he pulled himself together just in time, clamping his slightly parted lips shut and cupping Alec's face in his palms before firmly tugging their lips apart.

Alec resurfaced, looking breathless, his lips swollen and his hair tousled further, if that were possible. The look he had on made Magnus's pants suddenly feel uncomfortably tight (Not that they werent uncomfortably tight in the first place. Skinny jeans were very in with the times)

"What's all this?" He asked, his own voice sounding breathless and husky to his ears, "I mean I'm not complaining but...."

"I.....I just thought..... we could take the next step" said Alec, his chest heaving as he stuttered nervously. His eyes were still slightly unfocused but a mixture of excitement and anxiety surfaced. It took awhile for what he was implying to actually dawn on Magnus.

He nodded slightly more for himself than to convey anything to Alec "The sex step" He stated, with a tight smile, his hands gripping Alec's shoulder's firmly to keep him away from his lips which Alec was already staring at in the most scandalous way.

"Yeah" Alec replied, his eyes slowly losing the daze in them.

"Alexander.....I might be experienced but....." Magnus trailed off, trying to find the right words which normally came in a flow to him, "Its rare that I've ever felt this way about someone.....and...."

Alec's expression had already lost its excitement and now worry lined his face as he gazed into Magnus's eyes searchingly. Magnus let go of the Shadowhunter and turned away, finding that he could not hold Alec's gaze.

"I worry that....." He started again, "That if we rush into this......" He could feel the intensity of Alec's stare boring into his back so he turned, "That...I may lose you"

"What?" Alec's expression softened and his eyebrows knotted together in worry, "Why would you think that?" He stepped forward and then encouraged by Magnus not stepping away, closed the gap between them and took Magnus's hand.

The warlock ran his thumb over Alec's soft calloused skin. The hands of a Shadowhunter. To Magnus Alec just seemed so fragile, someone he needed to protect, it took a lot of reminders for him to realize that Alec wasn't a piece of china on his mantelpiece. Alec was a Shadowhunter, body and soul.

"Look...." Magnus began again, trying a different approach, "You're not the only one who feels vulnerable"

"Magnus....." Alec's tone was gentle but edged with a sense of finality, urging the warlock to get a grip, "You have nothing to worry about"

He stepped closer and his hands crept up the the collar of Magnus's shirt as he dragged them closer together.

"I want this" And with that, Alec's lips were on his again, less sloppy this time but just as urgent and Magnus found himself being guided away from his front door and to his bedroom, Alec's lips not leaving his for even a moment.

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