Punished, A Malec Story.

Punishe 1/1

"Aah! Magnus please..." Alec begged, his voice hoarse, just to be ignored. Again.
If there is one thing Alec has learned by now it's that the more he begged to stop, the harder Magnus pounded into him.
And now Magnus was indeed pounding into him.
Hard.
"Ma-Magnus.. please? I-I'm sorry. I really am!" Alec barely managed to say between his screams as his G-spot was being mercilessly abused.
Magnus stopped moving, looking at the mess, panting & trembling, beneath him. His cat eyes [as he was too overwhelmed that the glamour, hiding his warlock mark, had slipped away] ran over the olive-skinned beauty beneath him, covered in runes.
"You disappointed me, Alexander!" Magnus hissed bitterly. It was only Magnus Bane, the high warlock of Brooklyn, who'd call his full name. And that sent shivers down Alec's spine.
Alec gulped, "You're right! I'm sorry! I couldn't help it though. Just.. please! I can't take another dry orgasm!" He pleaded.
Magnus pulled out, which made Alec whimper at the feeling of emptiness, looking at the latter as if considering his request. He looked at him from his tied up hands that had turned a shade of blue, (Magnus wondered if he should actually worry about that), to his parted firm lips, abused and swollen; to his runed chest, heaving up and down; to his penis standing up in an angry red, choked by a cockring at the base.
The sight was a bliss. Magnus could've sworn he hadn't seen a sight more beautiful than this, in all his centuries.
And he was enjoying it a little bit too much to stop. He pushed in all in one go. Hard.
Alec's loud groan & arched back were the indication, Magnus's hit the spot, right on.
"Every single time!" He mumbled to himself proudly, in his usual sassy manners.
He didn't hesitate to abuse the poor boy's prostate in every thrust.
Alec's head was thrown back, his thick brows furrowed, his moans filling the room, as he wrapped his legs around the other's back, trying to make him go deeper.
If possible.
"Gee, Alec! So tight.." The warlock's thrusts has grown slower as he leaned in towards the latter's face, stopping only when his lips were only an inch away from the other's abused ones.
The other, grown impatient, tried to move forward and kiss him.
As for now, there wasn't anything he wanted more than to crash their lips together, and card his fingers through the warlock's damp dyed hair.

Or was there?
Right, the urge to cum. To actually cum.

But he was outta luck as Magnus pulled away, not allowing him the so-awaited kiss.
"Aren't yo enjoying this a little bit too much?" Magnus smirked, pulling out again, to the shadowhunter's misfortune.
He, then, reached out grabbing a leather black box from the drawer.
"This is supposed to be your punishment, little shadowhunter! And I gotta make sure it stays like that."
Alec ran his tongue over his dried lips, moistening them. The simple thought of Magnus using anything else from that box on him was painful.
Rather, painfully exciting.
Alexander allowed himself to take the whole scene in. The warlock standing before him.
His hair was damp, sticking to his forehead in black and pink colors, and lord, how he wanted to grab a fistful of them and kiss the older's breath away.
His cat eyes were half open and his lips parted.
His unbuttoned gray shirt hanging loosely ouver his shoulder was the only article of clothing he had on.
He grabbed the box open, taking out a vibrator, the dark look in his eyes screaming his evil intentions.
He rolled his sleeve up, leaning down to get a better look at the latter's hole, spreading his butt cheeks apart.
He turned the vibrator on to the max, pushing it in with 2 fingers. Deep until it hit the latter's already abused prostate. Alec's scream was the indication to it.
Adding a third finger, he made sure he keeps spreading the latter's walls wide apart, scissoring his fingers inside him.
He leaned in, Alec's so cruelly neglected cock a lick before taking it all in in one go, making the youngest of the two gasp.
Alec, being neglected for too long, couldn't help but to jerk his hips upward, almost involuntarily.
Magnus used his free hand to hold the latter's hips in place, glaring at him; which was alone enough to make the latter freeze and gulp.
Magnus started bobbing his head up and down at a pace he found most appropriate, Which was painful slow, While moving his fingers in & out of the shadowhunter as the vibrator worked it's magic against the poor boy's sensitive spot.
"Ngh! Magnus! I-I'm close!" Alec screamed with all his might, tears staining his face.
Magnus stopped and looked at his husband, a mess. "Hmm, let me see. Should we allow Alexander to finally cum now?" He tapped a thinking finger on his chin.
"Ahhn, yes! Yes yes, please! Magnus I've learned my lesson! Promise!" Alec begged, the thought of a third denied orgasm way too painful for him.
Magnus pulled his fingers out, looking at the other with a victorious smirk.
"And what is that?" He asked caressing the latter's cock lightly.
"I won't leave you like that again, ever! Promise! They are gonna do just fine without me. I won't leave my husband. Now please!" Alec blurted out anything he could think of, wanting to make the most of the opportunity.
Magnus waved his hand, and the handcuffs were gone. Changing their position in a swift move, he laid on his back on the bed and pulled Alec to sit atop him. "Fuck yourself on my cock," Magnus demands.
Alec first looked at the cockring blocking his cum, and then to Magnus, in a silence plead.
"Yes! You may take it off now." And so did Alec happily.
Not that what Magnus have asked was too kinky, but Alec couldn't help but to blush at the thought of riding his husband (hell, even the word husband still made him blush), but he noded anyway, one hand on Magnus's chiseled abdomen muscles and the other guided the warlock's huge cock to his leaking entrance. Alec raised on his hips only to sink back down on the large rod, his eyes rolling in the back of his head with a choked moan of, "Damn Magnus - so.. big!"
Alec's strong thighs shook on Magnus' hips, one hand flat on the older's chest with the other on his shoulder for support. Sinking his teeth into his bottom lip, the younger of the two whined as he pulled himself up -his thigh muscles flexing impressively- and dropped his weight back down, sheathing Magnus's cock with his velvety and rugged walls. Tears burnt the back of Alec's eyes, but he ignored it as Magnus's strong magical hands took place on his hips to help set a steady pace. With every slide of Magnus's shaft, Alec moaned, and worked his hips harder and faster, bouncing up and down on the erect pole until all he could offer was incoherent sputters of pleadings. Magnus bent his knees and snapped his hips up, meeting Alec's thrusts mid-way. Alec yelped and his eyes shot open, caught off guard by the extra pressure against his sweet spot.
"By the angel," Magnus cursed through clenched teeth, the younger's walls clamped so tight around his cock that he feared for the loss of circulation. "You're so tight, baby."
"Yeah," Alec moaned wantonly, his voice hoarse from all the screaming. "Yeah, Magnus - for you."
Magnus tugged Alec down and pulled him into a fierce kiss. "Yeah - for me? Who do you belong to, baby?"
"Oh - you!", Alec screamed loudly, Magnus still brutally plunging his cock into his stretched hole at an Earth shattering pace. "I'm yours - only yours!"
"Yeah," Magnus grinned and brushed his sweaty curls from his face. "Such a good boy, aren't you?"
"Oh, yes! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!", Alec cried, tears spilling over and staining his cheeks as he felt the familiarity of fire pooling low in his abdomen. "Please, Magnus - want... need to cum!!"
Magnus smirked up at his husband and took hold of his leaking cock, Alec losing the frantic pace of his hips as his climax approached. It's like a spring coiling and finally releasing as Alec keened loudly, his body collapsing onto thw warlock's strong one as fireworks exploded before his blue eyes. Magnus cursed as he felt Alec's erratic pulse whilst inside him, and, hot on his heels, he tipped over the edge. As they rode through their orgasms, Magnus worked his softening length into Alec until the shadowhunter slapped at his chest for him to stop. Magnus rolled them to their sides, still connected in the most intimate of places, and tenderly raked his fingers through Alec's damp-with-sweat hair.
Magnus was the first to speak up into the silent room, mind the soft intakes of air: "So did you learn your lesson, or do you need another one?" Alec snorted, "Did you say 'by the angel' earlier?" He asked instead of answering.
Magnus laughed into Alexander's ear as he remembered what he said earlier, almost unconciously, "True.. Can't deny the effect you are having in my life. It's like I'm becoming a shadowhunter."
"I love you, too, Magnus." Alec's little confession was filled with a hint of sarcasm into it.
Magnus teased with a grin, "I know right?"
Alec giggled and curled tighter against him. "Goodnight, Warlock."
"Goodnight, little Shadowhunter."