Malec one shots

Happy Birthday 2

"I want you to activate your stamina rune" Alec smirk and got his stele out and activated his rune.

"Tie me up" Alec smirk again.

Alec loved it, too: having control- for once in his life- and to make his lover feel good. To give and give pleasure and love to Magnus, and to take him. And Magnus was beautiful like this- he was always beautiful, of course- but especially like this. Bound and panting and wanting, fucked breathless under Alec. And tied up, bound to their bed completely naked and exposed, he looks divine. Most of all, he's pliable and warm underneath Alec, and so wonderful and sweet that Alec could just kiss him forever and be happy. Hell, Alec could just hold this man in his arms, curl up on the couch and put his arms around Magnus and kiss his forehead and love him- and he'd be so happy.

And besides- the silk ropes were perfect. Not only did Alec love how they looked when they were binding Magnus in whatever position they had decided on, but they were long enough to twist and maneuver so Alec could do as he pleased. Magnus had also said they were silky and soft, and they always felt good- handcuffs were great and all, but they tended to really cut into the skin if you tugged at them too much. And boy, did Magnus love to squirm underneath him.

It was just another reason to like them- Magnus's comfort and pleasure was always Alec's biggest priority when they were having sex. Especially when it concerned Magnus trusting him so much.

But this- this. This was something he never thought he'd have. Magnus, a pretty and fun and clever man who loved him, shuddering beneath him as Alec tied him to their bed (their bed, Alec shared a bed with someone, with a man, a man he loved-) and made love to him-

Alec's hands slid down his body and he shifted to settle between Magnus's parted legs.

Magnus moaned softly at the feeling of the soft rope, constricting deliciously around him, spreading him, holding him down. He knows- and Alec knows- that he could easily release himself with minimum effort. But that wasn't the point.

The point was, he's letting himself be vulnerable to Alec. Tied down, exposed, trembling. He's giving up control- willingly, eagerly, like he never really has before- and letting Alec do as he pleased, letting him make Magnus feel good. Letting him spread him wide open and- his breath catches at the thought, a shiver running down his spine- letting Alec kiss him, mark him, fuck him. Fuck him like this, tied and spread for Alec, held in place- he felt almost owned. But not in a bad way, a demeaning way. He felt like he was absolutely safe in Alec's arms because Alec loved him, and Alec was his, too. They were each others.

He trembled just thinking of it, and Alec pressed a soft, reassuring kiss on his hip. "Are you ready, baby?" Alec murmured into his skin, shuffling forward to straddle his hips again.

"Y-yes," Magnus said, hands twitching in the binds. If he wasn't bound, he'd be gripping Alec's hips, encouraging him to move.

"Light?" Alec asked softly, hands moving to cup Magnus's slim hips, rolling his own down cautiously.

"Green," Magnus gasped, easily yielding to his touch.

Alec bent down, beginning to kiss up his stomach, giving a little extra attention to his navel, nuzzling into the skin, smiling as Magnus let out a shaky, almost-laugh.

Alec kissed and licked further up Magnus's body, hands sliding up his sides warmly, his tongue leaving a light, wet trail. The glitter tasted like strawberries.

He closed his lips around one of Magnus's nipples, dusky and perked up. Magnus moaned as Alec sucked, scraping his teeth against the sensitive nub.