5 Times Alec Tried to Make Magnus Titter, & the 1 Time He Did That and More

5: Magnus Has Some Well Deserved Revenge

A/N: There is frottage, fliring, and heavy petting this this. Thus the rating jump to Mature.
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Alec had to try again. It had been three days since the tickle tackle and Magnus had studiously guarded his sides whenever Alec or his siblings were present. Normally Alec would have just moved on from the madness, but seeing Magnus remember the event so vividly just painted the bulls' eyes of a big red and white target on the warlock's sides. It was tempting the hell out of Alec.

Another thing he noticed about Magnus was his habit of hiding somewhere only Alec would think to go. It was flattering really. Of course, this did pose a problem given Magnus's new found reluctance to lift his arms very far. However, Alec saw it as a challenge and accepted it whole heartedly.

Unfortunately, he never anticipated Magnus to turn the tables on him.

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Magnus waited quietly in an alcove along the hallway where Alec's bedroom was located. He was an old warlock and understood the value of patience. When he heard the heavy footsteps of Alec's worn boots tromping not so subtly down the hallway, he felt the adrenaline rush through his veins in anticipation.

He waited until Alec unlocked his bedroom door and stepped in before pouncing. He landed squarely against Alec's back knocking him into the room. A quick snap of Magnus's fingers accompanied by blue sparks and the door slammed shut behind them. Alec, ever the warrior, reacted just as Magnus predicted. The Shadowhunter reached back, snagged Magnus's jacket sleeve, and flipped them over so their positions were reversed.

Magnus was insanely satisfied to see the stunned expression on his lover's face. Alec's bright blue eyes were wide and beautiful, his lips were parted in surprise, as Alec's very well-toned body pinned Magnus to the carpet and cool tile floor beneath the warlock's back.

"Well hello Alexander," Magnus purred, his eyes hooded with desire. "Do you always greet unexpected guests like this?" he asked, snaking his arms up Alec's muscular arms as far as his lover's imprisoning hands would allow. "Or is this just for me?"

"I...um..." Alec stuttered, freeing the warlock's arms from his grip. He started to get up but found himself caught when Magnus dug his nails into his arms and lifted a knee between Alec's legs. "Magnus," he hissed in warning.

Magnus merely smiled like the infamous Cheshire cat and pressed his knee more insistently against Alec's groin. He slid his fingers up Alec's bare arms and under the arm holes of his hoodie to spread out over the very sexy, very sweaty back. Alec must have just come back from working out.

"Yes?" he murmured just loud enough for Alec to hear.

The way Alec's eyelashes fluttered sent tingles of pleasure zinging through Magnus's body. He lifted his head off the ground and barely brushed his lips against Alec's. He smiled victoriously when Alec leaned down, following the escaping lips when Magnus pulled away. He sighed and hummed happily when Alec shuddered.

"You called, love?" Magnus inquired softly.

Alec blinked, trying to focus on Magnus' words and not his body. But it was incredibly difficult. Magnus was a distraction. Alec swallowed, his throat suddenly dry as he stared at the warlock beneath him in the eye. Magnus' smile grew, his tongue slinking along his lips capturing Alec's undivided attention.

"You...um." Alec swallowed again. "Wh...what are you...doing here?" he asked, trying to clear his lust clouded mind.

Magnus tilted his head to the side, holding Alec's eyes and humming. He rolled his hips causing his knee to press harder against Alec's growing erection disguising the move as an attempt to adjust his position. He doubted Alec bought the excuse but he also doubted the boy was too upset by it. On the contrary. Judging by the gasp and the way Alec's face scrunched in pleasure, Magnus was sure Alec greatly enjoyed it.